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“About to be,” he says, kicking off his boots and stepping out of his jeans.
It takes less than a minute for him to be completely naked and under the sheets with her, and he loves how she doesn’t bother turning the light off. Everything they’re about to do will be in full view for both of them.
“Go down,” she begs, her hands tugging at his erection. “I want to know how many times you can make me come.”
Licking his lips, he slowly kisses her mouth, his hands sliding along her body to feel everything he’s never had a chance to explore before now. The kisses trail along her jaw, down herneck, and he gives a few extra moments of attention to her medium-sized tits. They’re still perky due to her age, and they’re real. And gorgeous.
Her body squirms under his, and his hands move down between her legs to play between her folds while he sucks and nips at her nipples.
“Oh, Venom,” she moans, her voice a breathy whisper as he rubs his thumb in a circle over her clit. “God, this feels so good.”
He hasn’t even entered her yet, and he’s ready to blow. He feels the tip of his head drip with excitement, but he wants to take his time. He, too, wants to know how many times he can make her come.
Kissing down her stomach, he nestles himself between her legs. The moment his tongue touches her, her back arches, lifting her body off the bed. Knowing how close she is, this quickly, has him feeling on top of the world as two fingers slide inside of her.
“Fuck,” she mutters as he works her body in the way he knows gets her off quickly and efficiently.
Pussy muscles clench around his fingers as her hips gyrate and move along his tongue while her hands pull at his hair. Ever since he dyed it platinum, she seems to find herself unable to keep her hands away and out of it for very long.
“That was good,” Marnie mutters as Venom leans over the bed for a condom from his jeans. “How many condoms did you bring?”
Lifting an eyebrow, he looks at her. “How many should I have brought?”
“I guess we’ll just have to make do with what we have,” she says with a giggle as he slides it on. “Oh, I’ve never really gotten to see you in all your glory. I’ve felt it many times, but seeing is a whole different perspective.”
“Tell me about it, love,” he says and moves back between her legs.
Just as she opens her mouth to protest the nickname, he slides into her hot tunnel, and her words turn into a gasp.
“Cat got your tongue?” he jokes as he braces his arms on either side of her body while he slides his hips in and against her.
“Oh, wow,” she gasps, her fingernails clawing at his shoulders. “This… this feels good.”
The way she doesn’t seem shy or bashful about claiming her pleasure, especially in the light, makes his heart soar. Not many women feel comfortable with their partner to say what they want and like.
Maybe, just maybe, she can start to feel something for him like he does her. If he can show her that being with him will be pleasure and love, maybe she won’t see him as the scum he is.
Hooking his arm under her leg, he pulls it up to shift their angle, hitting a spot that makes her moan. Her eyes shut as her body lifts to meet him as he slides further into her.
“Like this angle, love?”
“Love this angle,” she moans, and he feels her clench around him. “Oh, God, I’m coming!”
It takes every ounce of strength Venom has to keep from following her lead. His goal is three orgasms, at least, for her, and coming now would only end this intimacy he gets with her. Their time together is usually fifteen minutes, maximum. If he can hold out, he could have her here all night.
“I’m so glad my dad didn’t come to the clubhouse tonight. When he’s not here, let’s claim the room.”
Her chest heaves as she comes down from her high, and he decides to offer up a different suggestion.
“If you like what we do horizontally more than vertically, we can always go to my house. I have a bed. And other flat surfaces.”
Marnie tenses beneath him. “Your house?”
“Yeah, a place people have where they live and eat and sleep? Somewhere that isn’t a clubhouse or a wall outside of said clubhouse?”
“That would ruin it.”
His brows furrow, and he stares down at her. “Ruin what?”
