Page 51 of Paved in Venom

He gives me a sexy smirk before giving my bottom lip a soft bite. “I’m going to mark your body, baby, but I promise you’re going to enjoy every fucking second of it. I need you to promise me something first, though.”

He drags his finger along my slit, and my knees nearly buckle at how fucking good it feels. “Anything,” I say in a breathy rush, knowing it’s true. I’d promise him any goddamn thing right now as long as he doesn’t stop.

His soft laugh skirts across my lips. “Tap me if it’s too much. Promise me you won’t let me go too far.”

“I won’t. I promise.”

He searches my eyes, making sure I’m telling the truth before he tightens his fingers, cutting off my air as he roughly pushes my panties aside and buries a finger inside me. My eyes widen at the feel of him, and when my body instinctively tries to suck in a deep breath, I can’t, and that’s when the panic starts to set in. It’s ridiculous. I can hold my breath longer than this, but there’s something about knowing that I can’t take a breath that makes me really fucking want one.

“Easy, baby,” he murmurs against my lips. He nibbles on my top lip, the kisses so fucking gentle and sweet while he finger fucks me hard and fast and tightens his grip on my neck. It hurts, and it’s definitely going to leave a fucking mark, but that doesn’t stop the pleasure from building inside me. There’s something about being completely at his mercy that’s turning me the fuck on, and when I rock my hips, I feel him smile against me before he slides his soaked finger out and pinches my clit. He rolls my sensitive nub between his fingers, pinching and rolling until dots start to appear in my vision, and just when I’m convinced I’m going to pass out, he loosens his fingers and I suck in a quick lungful of air.

The sensation is fucking euphoric. All my senses light up as the oxygen rushes into me. I only have seconds to enjoy it, though, because right as I fill my lungs, he tightens his grip again, stealing my next breath as he keeps my clit in a tight grip that has my whole body shaking.

“You have no idea what you’re unleashing here,” he murmurs against my lips. “Giving a man who loves control complete power over you—baby, that was a big mistake.”

He kisses and nips at my jaw, working his way to my ear. Giving my earlobe a not-so-gentle bite, he whispers, “I’m going to fucking ruin you, baby, and you’re going to let me.” He pinches my clit harder. “You’re going to beg me to.”

He’s not wrong. One of my hands grips his forearm, clutching at him while my other hand falls lower so I can feel the hard length of him against my palm. He groans and thrusts against me. Giving my clit one more hard pinch before rubbing away the sting, and just like that the dam bursts. Right as the orgasm hits, he releases his grip. The rush of oxygen mixes with my release until the pleasure is so strong it fucking blinds me. My legs turn to jelly, and it’s only his hand on my pussy that’s keeping me upright.

“That’s my good girl,” he purrs in my ear. “Fucking soak my hand, baby.” He slides two fingers into me while letting out a string of fast Russian. “God, you’re so fucking tight,” he growls in English. “Mine, sladkaya.” His whisper is hoarse and feral sounding. “You are mine.”

“Yes,” I whisper while he keeps working me, quickly bringing me close to the edge again.

“Not because I bought you, and not because of that fucking tattoo, but because you were mine the second I saw you.” He kisses his way back to my lips. “You’re mine because I’m falling so fucking hard for you, and you’re mine because I can’t let you go.”

I want to tell him that yes, I’m his and only his, but he brushes my clit with his thumb, and the only thing I can do is moan his name and cling to him for dear life while he kisses me so hard it steals my breath just like his hand was doing only seconds before. I rock against him and massage his cock through his pants, wishing like hell my pussy was pulsing around him instead of his fingers. I want to feel that thickness inside me. I want to feel the sting it’s going to bring. I want to feel like he’s breaking me in two.

When I start to come down, he rests his forehead against mine, both of us gasping for air. I run my fingers along his thick cock, pulling another deep groan from him.

“I need you,” I whisper.

“You have me, sladkaya. Every fucking part of me is yours.”

I smile and bring my hands to the button of his pants. “Then let me have you.”

His hand rests on top of mine, stilling my greedy fingers. “I’m not taking your virginity here.”

I know he’s serious and that there’s no way in hell I want to lose my virginity in Tom’s fucking office, but that doesn’t mean we can’t do something else. I embrace that adventurous gene that I apparently do have, just not in the way I imagined, and give him another smile.

“My neck will be red, but it’s not enough. I need to cry, Danil,” I say, fisting the front of his suit and pulling him closer. “I need to walk out of here with my makeup a mess and tears running down my face.” I run my tongue over his bottom lip before giving it a soft suck and whispering, “Make me cry, sir,” against his lips.

“Jesus fucking Christ,” he growls, letting go of my hand so I can undo his pants while he kisses me hard. “Knees,” he says when I’ve unzipped his pants. “Right fucking now.”

I drop to my knees and look up at him. His eyes are a stormy grey, and he looks like a man who’s right on the edge of losing control, like a man who’s two seconds away from devouring me whole. He reaches in and pulls out his cock, and when I see how impossibly huge he is, a spark of fear flits through me, but I’m not about to back out now. I want this. I want him, and I’m damn well going to get him.

“Open.”

That one word spoken in his deep, accented voice is enough to have me opening my mouth as another rush of pleasure hits me right between my legs. He looks down at me, cupping my face and running his thumb over my bottom lip before gripping my jaw and forcing my mouth open even more.

“Wider, sladkaya, or I won’t fit.”

My mouth already aches and we haven’t even started. I’m not completely convinced I’m going to be able to take him all the way in. Hell, I’m not entirely convinced it’s even physically possible, but I want to try. I want to make him feel good, and I want to see him fall apart at my touch.

His fingers slide into my mouth, filling the space and almost making me gag.

“Suck.”

I close my lips around him and suck on the three fingers filling my mouth. He’s eyes go heavy-lidded as I run my tongue over him and suck him in even further.

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