CHROMA: the purity of a color; it's freedom from white or grey.
Maia Drew grew up within the walls of Madison Square Garden. She knew every inch, every marking and it's ever changing features.
As the MSG head photographer and social media manager...
I giggled as he picked me up after he ran off stage, carrying me to his dressing room over his shoulder, "Hazza, you're going to make me drop my camera."
"You are fine, that trick won't work on me." He laughed until we were in his dressing room, finally putting me down. He closed the door, locking the door behind him.
"What are you doing? Lloyd needs to get his stuff still!" I said.
"I just need, ten minutes at most." He smirked and I raised my eyebrow at him.
"Ten minutes for what, Harold?" I bit my lip as he walked back pushing me into a wall.
He pushed himself into me and I could feel his hardness on me. He slipped off his jacket as his lips began traveling down my neck.
"Ten minutes?" I said, moaning softly.
"Ten minutes." He nodded softly, before kissing me deeply. He quickly unbuttoned my pants, pushing them down as I shimmed out of them. I stepped out of them quickly and he lifted me up, I wrapped my legs around him, biting his lip softly. He smirked as I felt him unbuttoning his pants, and pulling his length out.
"I don't have a condom." He whispered against my lips.
"It's okay, birth control." I kissed him deeper and he nodded, rubbing his tip along my opening before pushing slowly.
I bit my lip to stifle my moan, as he pushed himself in deeper. He held me up with one arm, using his other hand to circle along my sensitive spot. I feel my wetness increase, and it helped him push in deeper. He moved aggressively against me, pushing deeper and harder.
"Harry, God. Harry." I moan as quiet as possible, clinging onto him.
"Feel good baby? Tell me how good it feels." He whispers at me in a voice that nearly drives me off the edge.
"So good Harry, so good." I moan, biting his shoulder, before shifting to rest my forehead on it.
I continue to moan softly as he keeps pushing in and out of me. I felt my lower belly flip, and I could feel myself begin to tighten around him. I began pushing against him, rolling my hips against him.
"Harry, I'm going to cum." I said and he nodded.
"Me too, Maia."
We kissed deeply, I could feel his movement begin to grow slow and messy. Soon, we both came at the same time. We moaned into each others mouths, as he bit at my lip.
"Told you. Ten minutes." He smirked, trying to even his breath.
"So proud aren't you?" I giggled softly, kissing his lips again.
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Give anything for ten more minutes of night eleven. ✨
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I woke up in Harry's bed and smiled at him as he slept. He looked so peaceful, I reached over and ran my hand along his stubble. My thumb traced his lower lip softly and I giggled quietly as he kissed it.
