237 Floodgates of Questions

Snu-snu again guys. You can skip after the ellipsis (...) if you like.

 "Oh gosh. Right there, Max," Olivia moaned. Her toes curled when Maxen entered her deeply from behind, burying himself in her slick with arousal walls.

With Maxen's every rough penetration, Olivia cried out his name and her thighs shook as his hardened length plunged inside her.

Air knocked out of her lungs when the tip of his cock hit a spot deep inside her with so much accuracy and precision.

Squeezing her waist, Maxen gritted his teeth as Olivia cried out his name in reverence, sending him tipping at the edge of spilling his seeds.

"Take it all," he commanded, punishing Olivia with two deep strokes. She saw her swallow as she nodded her head.

Reaching out to her clit, Maxen pressed two fingers on it and asked, "Whose is this?"

"Yours, Max. Yours."

A satisfied grin curved Maxen's lips and he rewarded Olivia with a circling rhythm on that very sensitive spot.