Chapter 163: Can you clean it up? (m)
Maxwell sank to the floor, kissing every part of Andrew he could as he did so. Andrew knew his breaths were coming in pants, and he watched the man like a man starved, licking his hand clean of the cum Maxwell had spilled.
Maxwell, who only caught the tail end of that behaviour, shuddered as he settled on his knees, pushing Andrew’s thighs apart.
"Baby, what the hell are you doing?" Maxwell demanded and Andrew blinked, shivering as Maxwell ran his hands slowly up his thighs.
"I’m cleaning up." Andrew offered helpfully and Maxwell narrowed his eyes.
"You could have wiped it on the bed." Maxwell told him and Andrew shook his head, his brows furrowing as he grew upset.
"I would never do something like that. You worked hard to make this semen. Of course I’m going to eat it." Maxwell’s cheeks flushed at Andrew’s words, and Maxwell sighed, pressing his forehead against Andrew’s inner thigh. Andrew felt his cock twitch, his whole body tense as Maxwell rubbed his forehead there. He turned his head so that he could stare up at Andrew, his blue eyes warm from within.
"You are too much." Maxwell told him and Andrew honestly felt a little upset.
"You do the same thing, Max. I don’t think I’ve ever seen you spit out my cum, and I don’t get upset." Andrew muttered and Maxwell smiled up at him. It was a deadly combination. Maxwell naked, on his knees, his head resting so close to his straining cock with a smile on his face.
"It’s only a problem Baby, because I wanted to take my time enjoying you, but now I want to feel you fill me up completely. When you lick it up so casually it goes straight to my crotch. Honestly, it’s a problem. Whenever I see that tongue of yours outside of your body, I get all worked up." Andrew was stunned with this new piece of information.
"Really?" Andrew asked and Maxwell’s smile widened.
"Really really. Now, let me work. I’m impatient enough as it is, so you better not make me work for this too long." Maxwell teased and Andrew waited in anticipation as Maxwell’s fingers reached for his belt, undoing it slowly, before he pulled the belt completely out of its loops and tossed it to the side.