Chapter 272: A very satisfied man (m)
Maxwell was making a damn mess. In fact, he’d been making a damn mess since he had sunk down on Andrew’s cock in the kitchen on those bar stools. Thankfully, they had managed to get some food and water into both of them, finishing the jug and the plate of food but everything after that?
Fuck. Maxwell’s toes curled just thinking about it.
Andrew had had his way with him all over the kitchen. From the bar stools, to the counter. Andrew, the sly fool, had remembered all the sauces that they had in the fridge and had really made a damn mess of Maxwell. He’d been sticky until Andrew had literally licked every inch of him clean.
Maxwell would have been horrified if every second hadn’t been pure heaven.
There were trails all over the house of where Andrew had stopped and fucked Maxwell senseless. Thank fuck Maxwell had remembered about the condoms, maybe slipping up once or twice, but they kept changing them out, kept using them. None had broken yet, but that didn’t mean that Maxwell wasn’t dripping everywhere.
They were going to have to hire a professional cleaner after this. And leave the house for like two days. Maxwell wouldn’t be able to look anyone in the eye if they asked questions. Maxwell wasn’t going to want to explain in detail.
Let’s just say, the white couch was apparently white for a damn reason.
"You feel so fucking good." A shiver ran down Maxwell’s spine as Andrew’s lips pressed against his shoulder, his cock filling him up from behind him. They were lying on their sides in front of the mirror so Andrew and Maxwell both had full view of Andrew just decimating Maxwell’s ass. Cum and fluids were all over everything and there was no way they smelled fresh in the slightest.
Maxwell had been right. Ever since Andrew had started talking, the man hadn’t shut up. He was very stream of consciousness. Almost every thought he had came out of his mouth, especially when it came to Maxwell.