Liam carefully tried to prepare the coffee, but with Vanessa clinging to his back, moving had become considerably harder. And his cock was also suffering.
"Vanessa, I need both hands for this. Can't you stop hugging me already? I will get the coffee ready in no time. I'm sure the sofa is much more comfortable anyway."
"No way!" she pretended. "I need to hug you to recharge my energy," she murmured happily, resting her cheek against his shoulder. "Besides, hugging you is the most comfortable place to stay."
"You're making it very difficult to make coffee," he said, but she ignored him.
Liam sighed, trying not to spill anything as he finished preparing the coffee. Once the last drop was poured into the mug, he carefully set everything aside.
"There… the coffee is done."
As soon as the smell of coffee reached her nostrils, Vanessa left Liam behind and jumped to get the mug. Her eyes practically sparked with desire for that thing.
