Chapter 39: Ivory’s Stalker
[ivory]
Liam convulsed on top of me before he fell asleep. Damn. He c*m into my abdomen before he was knocked out. I chuckled.
Like Liam, I lost count of how many times I exploded my nut inside him. His faint snore eluded from his supple lips—now swollen. I can’t resist nor stop myself from f*****g him dry.
My d**k throbbed as I planted my last release for this afternoon. Biting my lower lip, resisting the urge to moan in sheer pleasure. Damn. The best love-making ever.
I caressed Liam’s ebony hair that contrasted nicely with his pale skin. Even if we’re both bathed in our essence and sweat, Liam’s scent still lingers in my nostrils. It was so pleasant. So tempting and attractive.
Effortlessly, Liam can tempt me. His scent alone is enough to make my d*
