Page 117 of Seduction

“Nothing. Just thinking about something that happened today.”

“Bullshit. That smile involves a woman. Who is she?”

Chuckling, he shakes his head, scratching at his bearded chin. The ends of his dark hair brush against his shoulders with the movement. “It’s not like that, bro.”

“Yeah.” Jon’s sarcastic reply makes Venom’s smile brighter. “We’ll see.”

We move on, Jon taking me to his room and locking the door behind us.

“You good?” he asks, sliding his arms around my waist. I settle into his embrace, my safe place.

“Yeah.”

“Happy?”

“Definitely.” I give him a mischievous grin. “I should have seduced you sooner.”

“I won’t hold it against you.”

His lips connect with my neck, hands reaching under my dress. I moan, pushing my hips toward him. His fingers slip into my panties, gently pressing down on my clit. He forces me against the wall, lips moving across my neck, fingers sliding between my lips, free hand cupping my breast through my dress.

“Jon….”

His lips skate down my sternum, sinking his teeth into my nipple, hard and protruding through my bra and dress. Down on his knees, he drags my panties off, tossing them aside after I step out of them. Not wasting time, he releases his hard dick, grabbing my ass and lifting me off the floor. I wrap my legs around him, crying out when he pushes inside me.

“Fuck, Ellen….”

“Please,” I beg when he fails to move. My nails dig into his shoulder, the spot that is now marred with a scar from when he took a bullet protecting me. Slowly, he begins to thrust into me, eyes holding me spellbound.

“Beautiful… you’ve made me so happy.”

“No, it’s you.” I gasp, clenching around him. “You saved me. You’re my happy place.”

He moves faster, fingers tightly gripping my thigh. “I love you, Ellen Hunter.”

“I loveyou, Jon Emerson.”

All conversation ceases as Jon’s hips grind harder. His lips crash into mine, owning them the way he owns the rest of me.

Totally.

I moan, my hands moving up to fist in his hair. With the angle of his thrusts, each one rubbing against my G-spot, I feel my climax quickly approaching. My muscles tighten around him, making him move even faster, slamming into me.

“Oh, God, Jon. I’m coming!” My body goes rigid—the calm before the storm. “Jon!” I scream as I convulse, body shaking between him and the wall. He grunts, sinks deep, and then comes with a groan. My head falls to his shoulder, breaths coming hard and fast. He walks to the bed, sitting down before falling back across it. I lie on top of him, sated and deliriously happy.

My mission may not have gone exactly as I planned, but I’ll still take the win.

Operation Seduce Einstein: Successful.

The End