Maxwell began moving, a knowing little smirk on his face as he looked at Andrew, his expression tense, full of desire, and his amber gaze bright. The man looked to be in pain and Maxwell could feel how his cock was twitching in his ass. Maxwell wrapped his arms around Andrew's neck, his fingers digging into the flesh along his spine.
Andrew let out a hiss, but Maxwell swallowed it as his mouth met Andrew's. He kissed him slow, deep, as he adjusted on the other man's lap. They hadn't done much riding on this couch, so he needed to find the right position.
Maxwell found it, moaning into their kiss as he felt Andrew hit him just right inside. Andrew was shaking, his hands sliding to Maxwell's ass as Maxwell slowly rocked his hips, squeezing and holding Andrew tightly inside of him.
