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My first instinct was an instant YES.
But my second one…
Was less simple.
I gave in to the second one. He’d admitted to being tense, and after making a massive effort to show me that he wasn’t going anywhere, I figured he deserved proof that I was dedicated too.
“I don’t know. Why don’t you sit on this chair and let me find out?”
His eyes burned into mine.
I stood up, tugging my hair out of its ponytail. He watched the strands fall, and despite what he’d said about my personality, I knew he was attracted to my hair.
“Come on, Kai. You doubted my ability to turn you on without my venom; now you have to let me prove myself,” I teased him.
He slowly rose from his chair, eyes on me as I slid my pants the rest of the way down my legs, ditching them on the floor with my shoes too.
My shirt went over my head as he sat down, and then I peeled my bra off slowly, giving him the show he didn’t realize he wanted.
“How dark are the windows tinted?” I asked him, as I took a seat in the chair that was usually his.
He didn’t look at the windows. “Dark.”
I unbuttoned his jeans, and his hands wrapped around the sides of the chair, gripping them hard.
“If someone walked by, would they see us?” I asked him, tugging his jeans down far enough for his cock to spring free.
A hiss escaped him as I wrapped my fingers around his erection, “I’d kill them if they did.”
“You don’t want them to see me wrap my lips around you?” I asked him, leaning over the chair. My free hand took his wrist, dragging it up to my hair. His fingers sank into the long, damp strands, tangling and gripping tightly.
“No,” he nearly snarled at me, as I lowered my tongue to the head of him and licked the wetness off his skin.
“Because you’re mine?” I asked him, looking up from his cock as it bobbed slowly in the air, angry and demanding.
“Yes, Spitfire. Because I’m yours.” He gritted the words out. “Now don’t tease me.”
My lips curved upward, and I lowered them back to his cock.
A fierce groan escaped him when I wrapped my mouth around him, sucking lightly on his head. His hips jerked, his grip on my hair growing tighter. “Shit, Iris.” His voice was strained as I slowly began working his shaft with my hand while I took his head deeper with every suck and bob of my mouth. “I need to be inside you.”
“No. No venom, this time. Just me and you,” I told him.
The hand that wasn’t in my hair reached out, grabbing me by the armpit and yanking me up onto the chair with him without pulling me off his erection. My lace-covered ass hung off the edge, but that hand found my tit as he dragged me against his cock harder, needier.
I was absolutely drenched, but this was about him. About making him feel good.
About making him see how good I could be to him, if he gave me the chance.
My hair formed an orange tent around my mouth, my hand, and his cock. It framed him perfectly, tickling the exposed strip of skin between his jeans and shirt.
“Iris.” His breathing was rough and fast as he neared the edge of his control. “Let go if you don’t want me losing it in your mouth.”
I sucked harder.
He went over the edge with a snarl, jerking his hips and tugging my head down on his cock, bobbing it harder and faster as his pleasure coated my throat.
I swallowed it down, not minding the taste of him.
