Page 45 of His Big Bad Stick

“You want me to save you from this guy, kitten?” Colver growls. “That’s what this is all about. You got yourself into some trouble and you need someone like me to fix it. You know how far I’ll go. Well, this time around, I finally get what’s mine.”

“What does that mean?” I whisper.

“Something I’ve wanted all this time, kitten. Something I can just about taste on the tip of my tongue. Something burning in the back of my head like a tattooed memory I can’t burn off.”

“What is it, Colver?”

He lifts me up some more.

Now I’m eye level with him.

My heart slamming inside my chest.

I honestly have no idea what he’s going to say next.

“You, Abrielle,” he says.

“Me? Me... what?”

“I get you. Right here. Right now. I get what I’ve been craving for years. I don’t give a fuck if that ring is on your finger or not. I have no reason to care. I’ve longed for the sweet taste of your cunt against my tongue and to hear you moan my name with my cock buried deep inside you.”

I’m not sure if there’s an appropriate response to that.

So I nod.

Colver kisses me.

It’s our first kiss.

I really can’t believe it’s taken this long… but I understand why.

Also - I had no clue he wanted me.

Colver’s lips are as commanding as his voice. They devour my lips. He kisses with force. Almost suckling at my lips.

Heat surges instantly in my body.

Colver ends the kiss in a purposely done way, pulling back so our lips make that sexy smacking sound.

That’s not good enough for him.

His eyes rage. His lip is curling once more.

He kisses me again.

This time, even harder.

So hard that my mouth opens.

I feel his tongue sweep across my top lip. Then my bottom lip.

The prickly scruff on his face scratches at me.

Oh, God, I’ve never been so turned on in my entire life…

All those years ago and that insane tension between us. How badly he hated me. How much I hated him. Yet this invisible bubble is ready to burst between us.

And now it has… hasn’t it?

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