Chapter 86.
Clara’s Pov.
Maxwell’s c**k plunged deeper into my p***y, his thrusts turning harder, faster, and more relentless.
“Oh… Clara! f**k, you are so f*****g tight. So f*****g tight.”
My body trembled, and I could barely tell if it was from the weight of my orgasm or from the sight of him like this. Parted lips, trembling hands, veiny hands… Damn, he looked f*****g hot, and the sight of him triggered the orgasm I couldn’t hold again.
My back arched, and all I could do was dig my nails into his skin, thrashing back and forth.
“Oh. Max. I… oh! I am cumming… I am cumming.”
Maxwell’s grip on my jaw tightened, and his other hand held my hip up.
“Oh… Clara. Cream on my c**k! c*m on my c**k like a f*****g good girl…”
My stomach tightened into a knot, and every nerve in my body twis
