Chapter 34.
Amelia was still shaking from her orgasm, chest pressed against the polished surface of the museum display table, breath catching in her throat.
Maximo didn’t give her a moment. Every f*****g in of him wanted to be in her. To be buried in her sweet delicious p***y.
With a low growl, he slid out of her slowly—her slickness clinging to him, trailing in a string between them.
“Ummmm…”Amelia gasped, an unbidden moan. Her thighs trembling from how empty she suddenly felt.
But then, his voice came in, hoarse.
“Bend over,” he ordered, voice low, thick with command.
She barely had time to blink before his hands were on her hips, spinning her around and pressing her chest flat over the cold table. Her body still in sensation, as her cheek met the smooth surface, her lips parti
