Chapter 48.
Maxwell’s POV.
Clara’s warmth brushed against the tip of my c**k and I moved my d**k closer to her p***y.
God! She was warm. So warm, wet, and needy in ways I have desired.
I gripped her hips tightly, positioning myself between her thighs while she jerked and writhed from the bliss of her orgasm.
My jaws tightened, and… damn! So beauty could come close to watching Clara tremble. But guess what? She wasn’t done trembling. I had millions of desires, and the number one was claiming her in every corner of this room.
“Max…” Clara called gently, her lips trembling with need and anticipation as I glided my c**k against her slimy p***y lips.
Her body arched softly, and her eyes rolled briefly.
“So good,” she said, her voice coming out almost like a whisper.
The veins on my n
