Page 46 of Paved in Venom

She takes a hesitant step towards me, and I grip the doorway I’m standing in, digging my fingers into the wood to keep from ripping that dress off her luscious body. The curve of her hips taunt me with each step she takes, and by the time she’s standing in front of me, I’m barely hanging on.

“Do you not like it?” She searches my eyes, and whatever she sees has her sucking in a quick breath.

Unable to resist, I bring one hand down and run my fingers over the soft fabric before dragging them along the swell of her breasts. Way too much of her is exposed, and I’m not sure I can go through with this.

“What’s wrong?” she asks, when I’m still quiet, too mesmerized by her to form words. “Does it look bad? Do you not like it?”

Her worry is what finally kicks my ass into gear. I can’t stand the thought of her not knowing exactly how I feel, so I cup her face and close the distance between us. My lips graze hers, but I don’t kiss her. I just breathe in her scent, filling my lungs with her.

“You look beautiful, sladkaya, so beautiful and so fucking sexy, and I don’t know how in the hell I’m going to get through tonight.”

“We’ll get through it together,” she whispers, letting me feel the heat of her breath on my lips. “Just don’t leave me alone, Danil.”

“Never,” I tell her, cupping her face and pulling back just enough so she can see my eyes. “I swear to you that I’ll keep you safe. If anyone dares to touch you, I will fucking kill them.”

I mean every word of it, and I know she can see the truth of it in my eyes.

“I hope you’re not too attached to that lipstick, baby, because I’m about to mess it up.”

I don’t give her a chance to answer. I press my lips to her and kiss her like my life depends on it, because it’s quickly beginning to feel that way. Even with her heels on, she’s still several inches shorter than me, and when I slide my hands down to cup her ass so I can pick her up, she quickly wraps her legs around me, making her ridiculously short dress ride up even more.

A groan rips from me when I feel the tiny thong she’s wearing. My palm is full of one perfect, bare ass cheek, and I’m about two seconds from taking her to bed and forgetting all about this stupid fucking party when there’s a loud knock at my door followed by Vitaly’s voice.

“Hey, we’re ready when you are.” Then he laughs and adds in Russian, “I thought I heard a moan. What are you doing in there, Danil? Are you doing another lap dancing lesson without me?”

“We’ll be right there,” I yell at him, but he just laughs harder before walking away.

Simona is breathing heavily, eyes heavy-lidded, lips swollen and her red lipstick is an absolute mess.

“God, you look so fucking sexy, baby.”

She smiles and runs her thumb over my lips. I have no doubt I’m wearing most of her lipstick right now, and I couldn’t give the slightest fuck about it. All I can think about is tasting her again.

“There,” she whispers when she’s got it all rubbed off of me. “I guess we need to get back into owner-pet mode. You should probably put me down,” she says and then gives me a wicked grin before adding, “sir.”

There’s no way in hell she doesn’t feel the twitch my cock gives, because fuck do I like the sound of that. I wasn’t lying about being a control freak, and the thought of Simona down on her knees and calling me sir, goddamn. I didn’t think I could get any harder, but she’s just proven me wrong.

She gives another smirk. “Interesting.”

“Careful, sladkaya. I’m barely hanging on as is.”

“I can behave,” she says, but there’s still a wicked glint in her blue eyes. She likes teasing me, likes seeing how far she can push me, and I have no doubt that she’ll get her answer very soon. She drives me fucking crazy, and she has no idea how close I am to losing all control.

I give her ass one last squeeze before kissing her neck and running my tongue over her pulse. “I’m not so sure you can, baby,” I whisper against her skin. “I think you like driving me crazy.”

“It’s more that I’m still stunned I can.”

I laugh against her skin and give her one last kiss before setting her down. “You definitely can,” I tell her, adjusting my cock as much as I’m able to, but it’s a stubborn son of a bitch and is content to stay rock hard for the foreseeable future.

She watches me as I get my gun, slipping it into the holster beneath my suit jacket before buttoning it up. I also have a couple of knives on me that she isn’t aware of, and my brothers will be armed too. Nothing will harm her tonight. I’m going to make damn sure of that.

With one last glance in the mirror, she fixes her hair and wipes off the ruined lipstick, not bothering to reapply it since we both know it’ll just get smeared again. When she’s ready, she looks up at me and takes a steadying breath.

“I’m ready.”

I grab her hand and kiss the back of it. “We’ll leave as soon as we can, and you’ll be right next to me the entire time,” I remind her.

She nods and gives me a small smile before we leave the room. On the way up the stairs, I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket, and when I pull it out and see Oleg’s name on the screen, I quickly ignore the call and put my phone away.

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