“I don't know…” she gasped, lifting her own skirt and tugging at his hand until he managed to get it right over her ruined panties “ Does that mean I can't wait?
“Fuck…” he cursed, wasting no time hooking his fingers in the wet fabric and pulling it to the side, brushing his thumb roughly over her now exposed clit, making her moan, “That means you're giving me permission. to do what I want with you. Which is a really bad idea, but I won't let you back out...
“Why would I go back? If it's to make my Morgan happy, of course you can do whatever you want to me…" she teased, moving her arm down so she could hold his throbbing erection and guide his head to her entrance "But I've never done that. first, so you'll have to teach me... Is that how it's done? “ flexing her thighs, she made him enter her pussy a little, causing them both to moan “You're so big… Will it really work?
“Oh, we'll make it work…” he began to roughly stroke her most sensitive spot, making her pussy drip and making it even easier for him to slide inside her “I'm going to push every inch of my cock inside you and stretch that tight little pussy until you forget what it was like to be an innocent little virgin. “ her husband cupped one of her breasts, twisting her nipple with the same avidity with which he spoke “ I'm going to turn you into my little whore and come in each of your tight little holes, until you can no longer go a whole day without begging me I fuck you...
“Can I start begging now? “ she pushed herself down, until she got him fully inside her eager slit “ Because you won't have any trouble turning me into your little fuck toy. I want to be for a long time...
“Perverted little girl…” Nibbling her earlobe, he began to move with increasing speed inside her, filling the office with the erotic sounds of flesh against flesh “Offering so easily to me… I guess I need to give in a lesson in you... So my Charlie knows perfectly well what happens when bratty, horny little girls let their own father's business partner do whatever they want to them...
With a rough snarl that reverberated throughout the empty office, he began to move violently inside, rubbing every inch of her helpless, wet flesh, until she, too, was lost in the fantasy that they were still just friends, and that he he had surprised her with such behavior after an innocent visit. She wouldn't change a thing about the way things had gone between them thus far, “except the fact that he might not yet love her, of course,” but it was all so…hot.
The moment his cock hit a particularly pleasurable spot inside her, Charlie let herself go into orgasm, feeling the moment as he grabbed her ankles and spread her legs further apart, fucking her pussy with redoubled force, until finally reach his own climax and spill himself long inside her, when Charlie's body was nothing more than a jumble of limp limbs.
When she finally regained some of her grip on reality, he had already rearranged all the parts of her dress and had her snuggled against his chest. Totally relaxed, Charlie was completely oblivious to where they were and had almost allowed sleep to overtake her, when a sharp little pain, like a bee sting, appeared on her neck, followed by the gentle caress of her husband's tongue. Startled, it took her a second to realize what he'd done.
" Hey! I wanted to do this first! “ she huffed good-naturedly, lifting her eyes to look at him. “That's not fair.
" Very sorry. Feel free to give me a hickey anywhere on my body. “ he offered with a smile on his face, resting his back lazily against the back of the chair, as if he couldn't wait for her to do so.
With a wicked little smile, she rubbed herself like a kitten on his still bare chest, running her nails several times over the skin of his arm and neck, until she felt that he was relaxed enough to attack him, leaving a hickey stronger than ever. he intended at the base of his neck.
" I think I like seeing my mark on you more than I should..." she reflected, imitating him and running her tongue over the small purple dot, wanting to lessen the pain a little.
“ And I love having your mark on me. “He smiled, very peacefully, kissing her temple affectionately“ Although that doesn't influence anything but our pleasure, since it doesn't matter if you marked me or not, Charlie. There's no one else for me but you, honey. Morgan assured, making her heart race.
“But what if one day all your high society associates and friends start criticizing me, like those Redwood and Winston guys did? " she questioned him "Won't you end up waking up one day thinking that marrying me was a big mistake? That it's better to just give me my inheritance at once and send me on my way?
“But of course not, Charlie! “ he assured, straightening up so they could face each other “ That will never happen! Is there no possibility that I may one day regret making you my wife?
“ Why didn't you want Samantha to win? “ she bit her lip, afraid of the answer.
“Not just for that…” Morgan sighed heavily, stroking her face “Charlie… I know I should have said this a long time ago, but… The truth is…
“Mr. Sullivan? “ Hiroshi's voice sounded from the other side of the locked door, interrupting them “I'm sorry to bother you, but...
“I'm busy right now, Hiroshi. he replied, frustrated.
“I'm really sorry, but it's extremely important. “ his assistant insisted, looking worried “ It concerns that extremely important case that you asked the lawyers to handle. They just sent you a report that you need to see. Immediately.
“I'll be there in a moment. “ he said immediately, tensing under Charlie's touch. “I'm sorry, honey. But if that's what I'm thinking, it's really a very important matter.
“Fine…” she smiled, trying to hide her disappointment, and got up from his lap “I'll be here waiting for you when you get back.
“I won't be long, I promise. “ he leaned down to give her a quick peck “Stay here and get some rest. I know this kind of party must be torture for you. I promise I'll drive us home when I finish reading my lawyers' report. “Morgan promised solemnly, stroking her face one last time, before quickly dressing and unlocking the door, leaving to meet Hiroshi.
With a sigh of dismay, Charlie dropped into his chair again, curling up to enjoy the warmth of him that was still there, as the words he'd said sunk deep within her heart. After everything that had happened with the shelter, she had noticed that a new part of her personality had been born, something more cautious and thoughtful than she had ever been, and that could no longer allow her to simply act without thinking about the situation. future before. And it was that part of her that, at that moment, was terrified that she had misinterpreted the emotion in his eyes and might end up making a mistake in taking the first step in their relationship.
Should she wait any longer? Should she invest more in those next few months, until she was sure he felt something deeper for her? Should she encourage him to confess what he felt…by seducing him?
That thought made her freeze, as if she'd suddenly been transported to four months ago, when, at the reading of Anthony's will, she'd discovered that he wanted her, too. She was, in fact, much more impulsive back then and maybe that had gotten her into trouble that she could have stopped now, but... Wasn't it her impulsiveness that had driven her to dedicate herself completely to that plan? Where would she be if she hadn't taken the risk, even though she knew Morgan might have rejected her, as Vivian had once told her?
So why should she be afraid to risk it now?
Feeling energized, Charlie rose from her chair, resolute. As soon as Morgan returned, she would confess that she loved him! And she wouldn't even allow her mind to try to stop her, trying to guess if his answer would be positive or not. She would just say and that was it. Simple as that, as her seduction plan had been. And if it had worked, she could do it again, couldn't she?
She had already figured out how to seduce her husband... Could she figure out how to make him love her like she loved him?
"Well, well, well..." the sound of the voice coming from the door startled her, almost making Charlie fall backwards when she saw Samantha standing at the beginning of the office, dressing in the most discreet way she ever remembered having. I saw her, with a very long dark overcoat and low-heeled shoes “Long time no see, Charlie, honey. Won't you give me a hug?"