Chapter 49.
Maximo leaned back against the seat for a moment, studying her flushed cheeks, her parted lips, the way her chest already rose and fell with uneven breaths.
“Look at you,” he murmured, his hand brushing her trembling thigh. “Blushing like a schoolgirl when you’ve just proven you’re a woman who conquers everything. You aced your exam, Sugar. That means today, your reward is me ruining you with my mouth.”
Amelia’s body twitched her thighs squeezing together instinctively, but Maximo’s large hand slid between them, parting them slowly.
“Open,” he said softly. The command wasn’t harsh—it was gentle, steady, it was just the kind of tone that melted her spine.
Her breath stuttered as she obeyed, legs trembling wider apart. Her p***y dripped, toes coiling without being sucked ye
