Chapter 325: Hungry and thirsty (m)
Maxwell realised a little too late that maybe...he shouldn’t have provoked Andrew as much as he had. He forgot. That as much as Andrew was a soft man molded only to please Maxwell and protect him, he was still a man. Not only a man, a true alpha who had...particular tendencies, even if Andrew kept them under wraps most of the time.
Andrew’s fingers were in Maxwell’s mouth, his other hand holding onto Maxwell’s hands like it wasn’t terrifying and sexy all at the same time that he could hold both of Maxwell’s wrists in one hand as he pounded the living daylights out of him from behind.
"How’s your hole feeling? Still hungry?" Andrew asked, his face flushed, his expression harsh, concentrated. Maxwell moaned around the fingers in his mouth, his tongue coating them with his saliva as he felt himself twitch around Andrew’s cock pummeling his ass. Andrew was making use of the mirrors on the first day, just like Maxwell had wanted.
Maxwell had egged him on. He’d admit it. He would say it with his whole chest. But who wouldn’t?
Andy was a full meal course that Maxwell never got tired of. Even after Maxwell had provoked him, and Andrew was having his way with him, the man was checking in with him. Making sure that he was okay, he wasn’t uncomfortable. Even as Maxwell was so full of Andrew’s cock he thought he could taste him with his mouth.
Maxwell moaned as Andrew rubbed against his prostate, over and over. Maxwell was making a mess. He had teased Andrew before, but he was the one who was having the leaking problem. Andrew was so big that he stretched him in the right way and slid against his prostate with every thrust.
Maxwell had had good sex occasionally before meeting Andrew, but every time was good with him. Maxwell couldn’t even consider wandering. He wasn’t willing to share the gem that he found. Andrew was all his.
Maxwell pushed his ass against Andrew’s cock as he thrust in and listened to the sharp exhale from Andrew’s lips. It was shaky, trembling, and Maxwell watched as his face clouded over with extreme pleasure.
"You’re being bad." Andrew said softly and Maxwell nodded. Andrew’s grip tightened on Maxwell’s arms before Maxwell found himself up and off the bed. Only his knees and legs were there as Andrew’s muscles flexed, showing off how strong the man was as he began to fuck Maxwell.