Chapter 52.
Clara’s Pov.
It was morning already. I could feel it through the way the morning light slipped through the curtains and settled on my cheeks.
But that was not the only thing that I was feeling.
Between my thighs, I felt something, and it wasn’t the sting from the way Maxwell had ruined me last night with every f**k.
No. It was something sweeter, dirty, and dirtier.
My hand moved to the duvet, and I raised it up to see whatever was happening to me.
And there… there I found Maxwell’s head between my thighs, his tongue gliding gently against the inside of my thighs.
My eyes widened, and I stared at him, amused and dumbfounded.
“Good morning.” He smiled, licking gently on his lower lip. My stomach tightened at the sight… and my p***y dripped.
“What a fantastic way of say
