Page 8 of Venom Within Her

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I scrambled for a polite way to let her down.

“I’m afraid she’s busy that day.” Larz planted her large hand on the desk and leaned in next to us. I studied the silver rings that adorned her, thinking about how easily I could become just like one of them…wrapped around her finger. “Isn’t that right, Ilona?”

For once, the words came out as easily as breathing “Yes.”

Stellan slid her book off the desk and backed away. She scanned Larz up and down one time before returning her gaze to me. “Noted. See you around, Ill-OH-na.”

I didn’t watch her leave. Larz had leaned down on both elbows, invading my space and engulfing my line of vision from all angles. She stared for a moment and I got a chance to really look at her.

The top half of her hair was pulled into a bun at the back of her head, while the bottom half hung loose with wispy pieces framing her face. Her ear lobes were stretched, much bigger than mine. Her tattoos were clearer up close, the scorpions on her neck standing out the most. But it was her eyes that really had me entranced.

They were almond-shaped and so, so dark that I could’ve sworn they were black. I couldn’t make out her pupil from her iris from under her hooded lids. When I thought she couldn’t get any more attractive, her tongue poked out and ran over her plump bottom lip.

I almost fainted as all the blood in my body rushed between my legs. Her tongue was split, right down the middle. Whatever higher power was out there plucked her directly from my version of heaven and handed her right to me.

I didn’t realize my mouth was hanging open until she stood straight, a low chuckle escaping her chest.

The bell on the front door rang and the world came into view again. I looked around, catching the back of Stellan as she walked away. Had the last few hours that passed really been just seconds?

We were alone. The air was thick, heavy with something I couldn’t quite describe. It melted over my skin like lava. I said the only thing I could think of.

“So, what did you need help finding?”

Her gaze ran over my body. Her jaw twitched, sending chills down my spine. “Oh, I already found what I wanted.”

A dangerous, sinful heat shot through my body. A filthy thought of repeating my actions from this morning flashed through my mind. Next time, I’ll part my fingers just a bit so I can imagine what that split tongue would feel like gliding across my clit.

She pulled a book from her back pocket and thumped it on the counter. My fantasy dissipated as I studied the cover; It was the same book I had just started the night before. I picked it up, gawking at it and back up at her.

“I’m reading this right now.”

“Maybe we cou-” She was cut off by a boy I hadn’t seen come into the store.

“Can you hurry it up, please?” The boy gestured to a stack of books in his arms that he was barely able to lift. “Some of us have places to be!”

Larz turned, straightening her back and looking down at the boy. I took a second to shamelessly admire her muscled back through her thin, ribbed tank. The boy gasped, dropping the books and rushing out of the store. Larz turned around again, catching me mid-gawk.

That intoxicating chuckle escaped her lips again as she turned her attention back to me, trickling over my skin like a scolding shower.

“As I was saying, maybe we could meet at the skate park after your shift tomorrow and talk about it?”

A warmth spread through my chest. “So you weren’t just trying to save me from a coffee date with the barista?”

She leaned in closer, making my breath catch. “Yes, and no. I couldn’t live with myself if I didn’t get to you first, Ilona.”

I bit down on my lip, stifling the moan threatening to push through. Every word that dripped from her lips traveled straight to my pussy. I was soaked, but it was more than that. I didn’t just want to fuck her, I wanted to spend time with her and unravel her mystery string by string.

“Well, thank you. And yes, I would like that.”

“Perfect.” Her smirk turned into a full, face-splitting grin. Her sharp canines were sparkling in the overhead lights.

She turned and picked up the discarded books the boy had dropped, placing them on the desk like they weighed nothing, before pulling her wallet out and paying for her choice.

“I’m Larz, by the way.” She held her hand out, and I took it for the second time since I met her, the familiar electricity shooting through my skin. She rubbed the back of my hand gently with the pad of her thumb, lingering just a few seconds longer than necessary.

“Nice to officially meet you, Larz. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“It’s a date.” She winked as she walked out the door, disappearing into the thick, morning fog.