Page 136 of His Big Bad Stick

My hands scratch along Colver’s lower back and down to the towels. I grab and pull, feeling my body throbbing against Colver’s throbbing body.

Colver then drops down.

In one quick move, he exits my body and lowers his mouth down to my chest again.

I groan as my body keeps pulsing.

Colver moves his lips over my left nipple, to my right one. He shakes his head, back and forth, teasing and tasting my chest.

Then he inches down some more.

I look down and see and feel his lips kissing me.

A straight line of kisses down to my lower belly.

That’s where he stops.

That’s where he presses his nose.

My jaw drops at this sight.

I touch his head, his hair. I curl my fingers, gently.

His lips touch the hardened part of my stomach.

Then he looks up at me.

I nod at him.

I don’t bother even trying to keep track of orgasms with Colver.

Is it cliché to just say it’s endless?

I watch as Colver worships my stomach for what feels like hours.

He then kisses up my body, over my boobs, and up to my mouth.

His lips touch mine.

Briefly.

His next move is him sliding his hands around my body and lifting me up off the floor.

Leaving our clothes behind on the bathroom floor, Colver carries me to his bed.

I can’t believe how comfortable I am with him carrying me around naked like this. I’m just… used to it.

He places me down on the bed.

He stands next to the bed.

Both of us are naked.

He leans down a little and touches my stomach again.

This is intense. It’s hot. It’s sexy. It’s sweet. It’s romantic.

Yet it’s… his stare is just so…

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