Page 61 of Lovely Venom

“Don’t get used to this,” she mouths off to me.

I laugh it off. Her cunt is so wet, so tight, and her clitis a swollen nub of nerves. Those nails are doing a number on my shoulders. They should be clawing at my eyes to stop.

No, she just takes me deeper, tilting her hips. Her entire body is flushed with arousal, nipples peaked, and breasts heavy. Her entire body is swollen with need. This greedy cunt welcomes every damn thrust.

Eyes rolling in the back of my head, I wonder how many times I can get away with the deal I made tonight. How many times will she come back and try to kill me? Will we always end up in my bed like this instead?

Fuck, I hope so. I’m moments away from losing my mind and exploding.

Raina cries out. “God, yeah, I’m gonna come!”

Her walls contract around my cock. My balls draw up, and electricity shoots down my spine. Euphoria has me in a chokehold, but I need one more thing from her to prove she’s mine.

“You look so damn sexy when you come on my cock,” I mutter, feeling hot cum rush up my shaft. But I yank my cock free from her wet, quivering pussy and hop off the bed. “Come here, I need to come down your throat.”

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

Raina

Connor leaps from the bed and growls, “Come here. I need to come down your throat.”

I should be insulted by the lewd request, but I’m not. Connor brings out the woman I really am and welcomes my depravity with his own.

“Say please.”

“Please get over here. Don’t make me ask you again.” He sounds on the verge of coming.

Fire runs through my veins watching him jerk off, his cock slick with my arousal, the tip dripping with precum.

Licking my lips, dying to taste his salty release, I belly crawl to the edge of the bed. My juices smear across the top cover and coat my inner thighs. God, we made such a mess.

“Open for me.” His wet cock brushes my mouth, nudging the velvety tip along the seam of my lips. “I said open for me,brat.”

I welcome him into my mouth, and my eyes roll in the back of my head, tasting my tangy cream on his dick. I’m partly ashamed, partly proud of how wet he made me, how he brought out my deepest flavor.

“Right there, brat. Take my length down your gorgeous throat.” His fingers wind into my hair as he seats himself balls deep against my chin.

I relax my throat and just surrender to take his thick, staggering length and not gag.

“You like me coming in your mouth, don’t you, brat?” His eyes sparkle. “Tasting my cum.”

I can come just like this while on my belly taking a killer’s cock down my throat. I can’t believe what he’s turned me into. I thought I was sexuallyliberated, but Connor has dragged me to a new level of his personal hell.

“Oh, good girl, take my cock. You look so beautiful choking on it.”

I should be appalled, but his praise tightens my core.

“Fuuuuck. I’m gonna come.” His grunting and the way his cock spasms, stretching my mouth, heat my core to a volcanic degree.

Ropes of warm, salty cum hit the back of my throat. Taking his seed down my throat is shamefully hot.

And as he comes, his hips rock at a furious pace, forcing stinging tears to leak from my eyes.

He slides out of my mouth, but a few more drops of his pearly climax coat my lips. “Lick the last of my cum, Venom. Every last drop. You drained me.”

I’m drenched with sweat and every muscle in my body twinges. Spasms from this unexpected workout while I sucked him dry keep rolling through me. With every last drop I swallow, my body sighs in relief. I’ve never felt so sinfully satisfied.

“Christ, that’s good, brat.” Connor pushes his length against my mouth. “Suck me clean like a good girl.”