Chapter 243. Bikers Politics

Olivia POV

I stirred from the seconds-long post-orgasm blackout to Colt’s arm draped around my waist, weighty, possessive, claiming. 

Crawling over his warmth, I pressed my lips to his chin, his cheek, lips and at his eyelids, his lips broke into a smile even though his eyes were still closed.

“I love you.” I moved my lips to his ears in a whisper, and kissed his lobe, darting my tongue out to tease.

His thighs shifted against the silk covers in a gentle rustle as he turned to me with a throaty groan.

Opening his eyes with a smile, he said, “Is this supposed to be after care for girl-dommes?” 

His voice was deep, the really deep kind of a man whose every muscle was relaxed, like he had just stirred from deep sleep.

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