[Written while listening to Lana Del Rey's Lust for Life. Thank you very much]
Olivia's hand flew to his wrist, their eyes that burned with wanton need met for a brief second but it was enough to ignite them.
Their eyes never left each other as they moved in sync with Maxen riding up her gown, while Olivia straddled herself on his lap, her legs splayed on either of his sides.
"We're made for each other, Max," she breathed whilst their foreheads came in contact.
Tipping his chin, he rubbed his nose against her, and a sexy smile curved Olivia's lips. "Yes, we are made for each other, baby." He captured her bottom lip, biting it, tugging it until she whimpered from pain and pleasure moaning his name.
"Kiss me, Max."
