Chapter 71.
Clara’s POV.
My body burned like I was being set ablaze as Maxwell’s huge palm moved around my back, his tongue sliding deeper and deeper into my mouth, the kiss turning more hungry and passionate with every second.
My thighs clamped instinctively, p***y brushing together and intensifying the pleasure that surged into me.
Maxwell’s hand moved to my zip, which he pulled down gently, tightening his grip around my neck while sucking the air out of my lungs.
The scent of his breath filled my nostrils, and my body tingled as sensation and anticipation ran into me.
The moment the zipper went off, the dress slipped off my body, and the cool air of the living room brushed against my skin, sending a tingling feeling across every nerve in my body.
My hand moved to his shirt, and I
