Chapter 337: I can teach you (m)
Maxwell began moving, a knowing little smirk on his face as he looked at Andrew, his expression tense, full of desire, and his amber gaze bright. The man looked to be in pain and Maxwell could feel how his cock was twitching in his ass. Maxwell wrapped his arms around Andrew’s neck, his fingers digging into the flesh along his spine.
Andrew let out a hiss, but Maxwell swallowed it as his mouth met Andrew’s. He kissed him slow, deep, as he adjusted on the other man’s lap. They hadn’t done much riding on this couch, so he needed to find the right position.
Maxwell found it, moaning into their kiss as he felt Andrew hit him just right inside. Andrew was shaking, his hands sliding to Maxwell’s ass as Maxwell slowly rocked his hips, squeezing and holding Andrew tightly inside of him.
He fucking loved the way that the man felt. He felt stretched, spread wide, every inch of Andrew giving Maxwell a new experience, a new pleasure. Rotating his hips, Maxwell let out a soft cry of pleasure as his movements grew a little jerky from the pleasure.
Andrew was breathless, his grip tightening on Maxwell’s skin. Maxwell hoped the man left a mark. Andrew was so careful not to leave them outside of his rut. Maybe because of his rut. Maxwell should tell him that he adored the marks, but he couldn’t think beyond the wonderful cock in his as and seeking his own pleasure.
"Max. Angel. I don’t have a lot of control right now." Andrew’s whispered words were a plea that went straight to Maxwell’s crotch. His ass tightened unintentionally, his cock jerking as his eyes met Andrew’s. Andrew’s jaw was tight, his eyes narrowed and it was clear he was holding back.
"Already?" Maxwell asked softly. No judgement, just asking. Andrew nodded.
"You’re too sexy for your own good." Andrew mumbled, and Maxwell felt the words fill him up, his chest warm and tingly. Maxwell dug his nails into Andrew’s back, listening to the hiss as Maxwell slowly withdrew the man. He wanted to slam back down on him, swallow him whole, but that wasn’t the right idea.
Maxwell needed to respect Andrew’s concerns. It took two to make a baby, and they had both agreed now was not the time.
Maxwell let out a sad whimper as Andrew left his body. It was practically involuntary, and Andrew let out a deep groan.
"Don’t make that sound, Maxy. Please." Andrew begged and Maxwell shuddered.