Chapter 41.Amelia was still limp on the table, barely recovering from the orgasm that had ripped her apart—when Maximo pulled out of her slowly. “Unmm…” She whimpered at the loss, her body clenching at nothing, still twitching, still squirming. Still desire every fucking inch of him. But she didn’t have time to breathe didn't have time to process what was happening. “Turn around,” he ordered, voice low and rough with need.She blinked up at him, dazed.“I said, turn the fuck around.”Maximo commanded and she obeyed instantly, pushing herself up on shaky arms, turning so her chest pressed to the table, her legs spread wide behind her.He stood behind her, eyes dragging down the curve of her back to her slick, swollen pussy—still dripping from what he’d just done to her.“Look at you,” he muttered darkly. “Still open for me. Still trembling.”He grabbed her hips hard, yanking her back toward the edge of the table, and without warning, he drove into her again from behind.“Oh!” Amelia
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