Chapter 40.
Amelia’ body trembled, p***y dripping wet from the way her orgasm curled from within, threatening to spill if she held longer.
Maximo’s eyes dragged around her body, his c**k stringing with need. f**k! She was beautiful! Perfect in every f*****g way!
His fingers slipped, pulling away from her p***y.
Amelia’s breath hitched. Her lips parted, mouth dropping wide open.
She looked back at him.
“Daddy—” She gasped, but her words trailed off he grabbed her wrist, yanking her up.
Before she could say a word, he grabbed her by the thighs and placed her on the table next to them.
“Goodnes.” Amelia gaps, struggling to catch her breath.
Maximo’s hand moved to his trouser, pulling it down in one swift move.
“You want to c*m, huh?” his voice was deep, gravelly at the end.
