Chapter 53
Clara’s Pov.
Maxwell’s nails dug into my ass as he led us into the bathroom, my legs wrapped around his torso.
My p***y was still dripping… no… still leaking, and I could tell it was leaking down his pack.
But now, I couldn’t tell if my p***y was dripping because he was hard or because I wanted more.
Maxwell’s c**k was hard… and the veins on him were poking out dangerously.
The image flashed across my face… raw and tempting. Now I can’t stop thinking of how those veins of his would feel pumping and grazing the walls of my p***y.
When we got to the bathroom, Maxwell stopped beneath the shower, dropping me down gently.
The moment my legs met the floor, his c**k poked against my stomach and I shuddered.
His hand moved to the shower and he switched it on.
“You are hard.” I
