Poisonous Kiss: Chapter 24

Fumi gasps as I yank her through a set of doors and away from the main hall. She stumbles in her heels, my hand tight on her elbow as I storm down another hallway and into a dark boardroom of some kind.

I kick the door shut behind us before Fumi wriggles out of my grip and backs away

“What the fuck is your problem?!”

“That motherfucker is my problem!” I roar, jabbing a finger back in the direction that Felix went running.

Her mouth falls open, her brows knitting as she barks out a cold laugh.

“Are you serious? You think me and Felix⁠—”

She chokes as I surge into her, my hand wrapping around her throat and backing her up against the wall of windows overlooking Fifth Avenue.

“I want you to tell me right the fuck now what there is or ever fucking was between you and that little fucker,” I snarl.

Fumi stares at me. “You’re insane, do you know that?”

“Answer. The fucking. Question,” I hiss. “Did he ever once⁠—”

“No!” she snaps. “Not that it’s any of your business⁠—”

“Oh, believe me, it is.”

“Like hell it is,” she fires back, her eyes flashing. “But no. We kissed⁠—”

She gasps as I pin her hard against the glass, my teeth bared. Fumi swallows, her throat bobbing unsteadily as her eyes lock with mine. It’s not fear on her face. It’s not that she’s afraid I’m going to snap and do something awful to her.

She’s getting a peek at my monster.

And I know damn well she likes it.

“We kissed,” she blurts. “Once, for literally three minutes. I was drunk⁠—”

“How drunk.”

She bites her lip, her eyes sliding away for a moment before coming back to me. “Not that drunk. Not like…I mean, he didn’t…” She swallows. “I was in control, okay? It was just stupid.”

“Any more boyfriends I should know about?” I growl.

Her face flushes scarlet. “No.”

“What about skeletons in the closet?”

“No! Gabriel, I⁠—”

“Not even the kinds of skeletons that come from notorious Yakuza families who changed their names after they got to the US?”

Her face pales and her throat bobs again heavily as her eyes go wide with panic.

“Fuck you,” I snarl, whirling away from her. “Are you fucking kidding me? I’m running for Governor, Fumi! Not captain of some pickup basketball team!”

“I know⁠—”

“Do you?!” I roar, whipping back to her. “Because I’m now chained to a woman whose father is the Al fucking Capone of Japan!”

“Fuck you!” she throws back at me. “You’re the one who⁠—”

“Who what, Fumi?!” I roar back. “Who coerced you into cheating your way through an interview so you could swing a focus group in your favor?!”

“Oh, fuck off! Like you didn’t want me!” She laughs coldly. “Like you wanted anyone else.” She sneers at me. “You’re the one who wanted a willing little whore on her knees⁠—”

“Your words.”

I flinch when her palm slaps my face, hard. Instantly, she pales in horror when she realizes what she’s done.

“Gabriel—”

“Try that again,” I hiss, “and we’ll find out exactly how well those knees of yours work.”

Fumi’s face blooms, and she raises her hand as if to slap me again. But this time, she whimpers when I grab her wrist with one hand and her throat with the other, pinning her hard against the glass.

The whimper isn’t fear. She’s not scared I’m going to hit her.

It’s need.

Lust.

Deviant, depraved desire.

Fumi shivers as I move closer, my lips curled, my teeth bared.

“My submissive little whore, hmm?”

“Gabriel…”

“Any other skeletons?” I growl.

She shakes her head. “N-no.”

“Any other men?” I rasp.

Her lips quiver. “No…”

“Whose are you.”

She shudders. It’s a shudder as if I’ve just run my tongue over her clit. Like I’ve just pinched and twisted one of the nipples I do so love to torment.

“TELL ME,” I snarl.

“Yours,” Fumi chokes, her eyes bulging and her chest rising and falling. “I’m all yours.”

“Show me.”

Fuck me, the look in her eyes. It’s the one I fell for that very first night at Venom, her full submission so perfectly on display in her eager eyes that I almost can’t bear it. That look is a fucking drug, and my monster is goddamn addicted to it.

“Show me, Kitten,” I growl. “Show me how mine you are.”

Wordlessly, Fumi drops to her knees. I groan as I look down at her kneeling there, my gaze on her full, pouty lips, her dark eyes, her pale, moon-like skin, and the plunging neckline of her gown.

“Take out my cock, Kitten.”

Fumi moans softly as her eyes land on the obscenely tented front of my slacks. She reaches up, her hands shaking as she undoes my belt, then the button of my pants, then the zipper. She peels my slacks and my boxers down together until my heavy, swollen cock bobs right in front of her face.

She whimpers, her little pink tongue darting out to wet her lips as she stares at my cock.

“Open your mouth,” I growl. “And show me just how good a girl you are.”

She takes my enormous dick in her little hand, stroking me as she leans close. Her eyes lock on mine as she laps at the base, her tongue teasing at my heavy balls and making me groan before she drags it up and up and up the underside.

When she gets to my crown, her lips part. The velvety soft smoothness of them envelops my head, making me groan as she sucks me into her mouth.

Fucking. Hell.

I growl deeply as Fumi swallows me right into the back of her throat. Her lips stretch obscenely around my fat cock, her little mewling moans vibrating through my body as she eagerly sucks. Her tongue dances across the underside as she hollows her cheeks, sucking hard and whimpering softly, jerking me off with her hands.

“Such a good girl,” I groan. “Such a good little cocksucker, Kitten.”

She whimpers more eagerly, sucking me harder and faster as she bobs her mouth up and down my dick. I grab a fistful of her hair, which only makes her moan louder and get even more aggressive with my cock. She takes me deep in her throat, gagging a little before doing it again and again, gagging and making little choked whimpering sounds that make me want to explode all over her tongue.

She pulls away, looking up at me with lust-filled eyes, a strand of precum hanging between her bottom lip and my dick.

“Please fuck my mouth,” she moans quietly. “Sir. Make me⁠—”

She chokes when I grab her hair and stuff my dick back into her mouth. I start to fuck her face with hard, rough strokes, relishing the way she takes me so deep and tongues my cock as I move in and out. Spit and precum drip from the corners of her lips, dripping down her chin before I pull away with a groan.

“Good girl,” I rasp, yanking her to her feet.

She whines as I pin her to the glass and crush my mouth to hers. Then suddenly I’m pulling away and spinning her around to face the glass. I doubt these are tinted windows, but it’s nighttime, and the conference room we’re in is dark.

Fumi moans as I grab her gown and roughly yank it up and over her hips. My palm cracks hard against her tight little ass, making her choke out a whimper of pleasure as I spank her over and over. My fingers hook into the back string of her tiny black thong. I yank it down her thighs, letting it drop to tangle at her knees before I spank her again.

My hand slips between her legs, and I groan at how unbelievably fucking wet she is.

“Please…” she moans.

“Does my Kitten’s messy little pussy need to get filled?” I growl. “Does she need to get fucked like a good little slut?”

Fumi chokes out a moan against the glass, clawing at it desperately as I rub my head against her swollen lips. In one hard thrust, I ram all the way into her, sinking my thick cock into her sweet little cunt. Fumi cries out, arching her back and moaning as I plunge deep. I pull out, only to shove right back in.

My hips start to pound against her ass, her wet little pussy stretched tight around my cock as I fuck into her. She gasps when I yank down the front of her gown, spilling her tits into my hands. I pinch, twist, and brutalize her nipples until her legs are shaking and she’s whining in pleasure.

One hand drops to rub her clit as I fuck her hard, feeling her dripping and leaking all over my balls as I pound into her like a demon.

Fumi screams into the glass, her entire body shaking and wrenching as she comes all over my dick. I bite down hard on her shoulder, which only makes her cry out louder and her pussy clamp even tighter around my cock as she floods my balls with her cum.

I’m not even close to being done with her yet.

She’s still panting against the glass as I slowly pull my throbbing cock out of her pussy. Then my teeth rake across her earlobe.

“Reach back, Kitten,” I growl. “Reach back and spread your ass for me.”

Fumi’s breath catches. I can see her eyes going wide as a little whimper escapes her throat.

“Gabriel—”

“No talking back,” I growl.

I need her to remember one fucking thing:

She’s mine.

All mine.

Only mine.

“Do as you’re fucking told, Kitten.”

She moans.

“Yes…”

“Yes, what.”

“Yes, Sir.”

Fumi whimpers, her breath fogging up the glass in front of her. Her hands slide back, her fingers splayed on her cheeks as she pulls herself open for me. I groan, dipping my swollen head back into her sweet pussy to get it nice and slick. Then I drag the head back and let it rub against her puckered little asshole.

Fuck me, she’s so goddamn small and tight, and I’m so big. Her little hole winks and clenches against my swollen head as I rub her own arousal against her tight ring.

“Nice and fucking wide,” I rasp into her ear. “I’m going to have to work it in, Kitten. I’m going to have to squeeze my cock into your slutty little back hole.”

I start to press. Fumi winces, choking out a moan and a gasp as her back arches. I keep pushing, feeling her ring slowly open more and more as I try to work my thick cock in.

I want to punish her for even thinking about another man before she met me. That’s the level of my addiction to this woman.

The depth of my depraved obsession.

The price she’ll pay for captivating my monster.

I want to punish her.

I want it to hurt.

I want it to hurt so fucking good.

Fumi gasps sharply, moaning a guttural, primal sound as my head slips past her puckered ring.

“Good girl,” I growl. I bite down on her shoulder, relishing the way her asshole is clenched like a vice around my cock. “Let me in, Kitten,” I groan, reaching around to rub her clit as I start to sink into her. “Let me in so that I can own you.”

My cock slides deeper and deeper, her whines and moans of pleasure and pain mingling with my low, animalistic grunts. Her ass gradually swallows my dick, inch by thick, swollen inch until finally I’m buried to the hilt inside her.

And then I make that ass mine, just like the rest of her.

Fumi howls in pleasure, writhing between the glass and my body as I start to fuck her with deep, slow strokes. My finger rolls her clit, feeling her leaking all over my hand as I fuck my cock into her ass over and over. She stumbles at one point, her heels coming off as her toes curl against the floor. Impaled on my dick, she rakes her nails down the glass as it fogs up with her panted breaths.

“Take my cock like a good little slut, Kitten,” I groan, letting go of her hip. I keep one hand on her pussy, the other grabbing a hank of her hair and tugging hard.

“Fuck my cock with your slutty ass.”

Wildly, her face contorted with pain, pleasure, and pure submission, Fumi starts to rock her hips back, sliding her ass up and down the length of me. Her tight ring milks me, swallowing me deep with every stroke until my balls are tight and my pulse is burning like napalm in my veins.

I rub her clit faster and faster, letting go of her hair to reach around and maul her tits and punish her nipples. Because I know her, and I know that it’s not just the pleasure that does it for her. It’s the pain, too.

The sour and the sweet.

The dark and the light, mixing together and swallowing us both whole.

I feel her body spasm and wrench. Her scream comes raw and broken from some dark, primal place inside her as she begins to explode. Just as she starts to come, I bite down hard on her shoulder again as I pinch and twist her nipple.

“Gabriel!”

I can’t hold off any longer. With a groan, I bury my cock to the hilt in her little hole and let go, feeling my balls throb and my cum spill deep into her ass.

I grab her jaw, twisting her face around as my mouth slams onto hers, swallowing her moans, her breath, her everything.

Once upon a time, I was in control. Once upon a time, I knew what I was doing with her.

Now, I realize I’ve lost all control.

And I’m not sure I ever want it back.