Page 58 of His Big Bad Stick

“What do you want me to do, kitten?” Colver asks. “Scare this guy? Beat him up? I’m not exactly an unknown person. There’s a reason why I didn’t take you to the hospital for your arm.”

I nod.

“I can’t go back in time either,” he continues. “I can’t undo whatever the fuck you signed. Why not just walk away? Get a lawyer? Fight for yourself.”

“I have nothing!” I cry out. “He took it all!”

“He took it all…”

“I was busy getting things in order and thought I could trust him. He did something with all the paperwork. He got his name added to a bunch of stuff. Maybe I didn’t pay attention. Maybe he forged it. I don’t know. I have nothing, Colver. Nothing.”

“So what do I do? Buy you a house? Is that what you want? Your mother fucked my father for, what, a month? It wasn’t like we grew up together. It wasn’t like we were close. We knew what we had going on.”

“Which means we could at least understand each other, Colver. Maybe that’s why I showed up. I thought you would understand.”

He’s silent for a few seconds.

His jaw tightens.

“You still paint,” he says.

“I love it. I’m really good at it too.”

“I haven’t had coffee yet, kitten. I don’t like to think too much before coffee and breakfast. I can’t promise a fancy breakfast, but I’m sure there’s something in the freezer.”

I shake my head. “It doesn’t have to turn into that.”

“Into what? It’s not romantic. It’s necessity. Look at you right now. You’re shaking.”

Colver lifts my right hand and I am shaking.

It’s not from hunger.

It’s from talking about Simon.

And it’s from Colver fucking me.

My body hurts. It doesn’t ache, it hurts.

And right now…

I want coffee and I want Colver to fuck me even harder.

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Colver

I owe her nothing.

Let’s be honest about that.

I know she gave herself to me, which is what I wanted out of our arrangement but when you count the amount of orgasms and how sweet and soaked the blankets are in my cabin, I’d say it’s a fair trade.

Her delicious cunt has stained my cock for a long time, if not forever.

And I’ll never have her again.

I can’t allow it. Ever.

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