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Tryst Six Venom by Penelope Douglas

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She takes my ass in both hands, diving inside me with her tongue, and I

cry out. Heat fills my stomach, and I throb as she thrusts into me and rubs her

own clit between her legs.

She licks and tastes. “You’re so wet, baby.” And then she meets my eyes

again. “But I’m dying to stretch you.”

I pause, my body aching to come and every inch of me hot. My pointed

nipple hovers above her.

Before I can make sure I understand what she wants, she stands, turns the

showerhead toward the wall and off of us, and reaches outside the shower,

digging out the toy.

Once I see it, my heart jackhammers. “I’m scared.”

She meets my gaze. “Me too.”

She holds it under the water, rinsing it clean, and while I know she’s just

saying that to soothe me, I appreciate it. It feels, for a moment, like we’re

doing something together for the first time. Even though I know I’m not her

first time. Or probably her fifth.

She kisses me again. “It’s the anticipation that makes you worry,” she

says, pressing the button and finding a slow, steady rhythm.

She glides it between my legs, and I jerk, grabbing onto her.

“I can’t wait till you fuck me with this,” she whispers.

And I can’t help but smile. I would do anything to bring her pleasure.

“Come here, baby.” And she pulls me down on top of her as she sits on

the bathtub floor, leaning back into a relaxed position. I straddle, following

her lead, both of us rolling our hips and grinding on each other.

“You want to do it in here?” I ask.

She nods. “Yes. We’re wet. If we leave here, you’ll be cold. Stay with

me.”

Always.

She moves the toy between us, and I scoot down her legs a little,

watching her fit the shorter end inside of herself. It vibrates, I hear a sudden

intake of breath, and my eyes dart up to hers, seeing a pained look on her face

as she sinks it inside.

She whimpers, and my heart skips a beat, but…the pain fades out of her

expression and she calms.

She rolls the toy a little, working the ribbed part over her clit until her

breathing is no longer short and shallow but hard and deep.

Then, she looks at me. “Come here.”

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