Chapter 4: Climax
The elevator doors slid open, revealing the plush, dimly lit interior of Wade's penthouse. Charlotte stepped out, her heels clicking on the polished marble floor as she made her way towards the living room. She could hear the low hum of voices, one of them unmistakably Wade's, smooth and confident. The other, however, sent a shiver down her spine—Chuck's voice, tight with tension and barely contained anger.
As she rounded the corner, she saw them. Chuck, his usually warm and friendly face contorted with rage, stood facing Wade, who leaned casually against the sleek, black leather sofa, his arms crossed over his chest.
The contrast between their stances was stark—Chuck's body tense, hands clenched into fists at his sides, while Wade exuded an air of calm nonchalance.
Charlotte hesitated in the doorway, her heart pounding in her chest as she took in the scene. She had expected to find Wade alone, not with Chuck, and certainly not in this state of tension.
"Charlotte," Chuck said, his voice tight with anger as he turned to face her. "What are you doing here?" His eyes flicked back to Wade, a look of disgust on his face. "With him?"
Charlotte's breath caught in her throat as she realized the gravity of the situation.
She quickly crossed the room, placing herself between Chuck and Wade, her hands raised in a placating gesture.
"Chuck, please," she began, her voice steady despite the turmoil inside her. "Let me explain."
Chuck's eyes flashed with anger, but there was a hint of pain behind them that made Charlotte's heart ache. "Explain what, Charlotte?" he demanded, his voice barely above a whisper. "How you've been sneaking around with him behind my back? How you let him record you like some kind of...porn star?"
Charlotte flinched at the harsh words, but she didn't back down. "It's not like that, Chuck," she said, her voice firm.
"I didn't know he was recording us. I would never do that to you."
Chuck scoffed, his eyes filled with disbelief. "Right. Because you're such an innocent little thing, aren't you? Too good for all this." He gestured around the room, his eyes landing on Wade, who watched them with an unreadable expression.
Charlotte's anger flared at the implication. "That's not fair, Chuck. You know me better than that."
Chuck's gaze softened for a moment, but then hardened again as he looked back at Wade. "I thought I did. But now I'm not so sure."
Wade pushed off from the sofa, his movements slow and deliberate.
"You still cheated on me, Charlotte," he said, his voice cold and hard. Chuck's eyes narrowed, his hands clenching into fists at his sides. "You son of a bitch," he growled, taking a step forward. Charlotte's heart pounded in her chest as she quickly moved to stand between them, her hands pressing against Chuck's chest. "Chuck, no," she said, her voice firm. "Don't let him provoke you." Wade's smirk returned, his eyes gleaming with a dangerous light. "Oh, I think he wants to provoke me, Charlotte. Don't you, Chuck?" Chuck's breath came in ragged gasps, his eyes locked onto Wade's. "You think you can just take what you want, don't you?" he said, his voice shaking with anger.
Wade's smirk widened, his eyes gleaming with a dangerous light. Wade's smirk widened, his eyes gleaming with a dangerous light.
"I've already taken what I want, Chuck," he said, his voice low and confident. "And I'll take more if I feel like it." Chuck's face turned a shade of red Charlotte had never seen before. He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.
"I don't know what you're playing at, Wade," he said, his voice tight with anger. "But I won't let you hurt Charlotte like this."
Wade chuckled, a low, dangerous sound that sent a shiver down Charlotte's spine. "Hurt her? I'm not the one who's been hurting her, Chuck. You are."
Chuck's eyes flashed with anger, but there was a hint of confusion in them as well. "What are you talking about?"
Wade pushed off from the sofa, his movements slow and deliberate as he walked towards them. Charlotte's heart pounded in her chest as she watched him approach, her body tense with anticipation.
She could see the challenge in Wade's eyes, the way he was daring Chuck to make a move.
"Wade, stop," she warned, her voice low and steady. But he ignored her, his gaze locked onto Chuck.
"You're pathetic, Chuck," Wade taunted, his voice laced with disdain. "You can't even protect what's yours."
Chuck's face turned a shade redder, his hands clenching into fists at his sides. "I said, don't provoke him," Charlotte hissed, her eyes flashing with anger. But Chuck was beyond reason, his body shaking with rage.
"You think you can just waltz in here and take what you want?" he growled, taking a step forward. Wade smirked, his eyes gleaming with a dangerous light. "I already have, Chuck.
And I'll take more if I feel like it," Wade taunted, his voice laced with disdain.
Wade grabbed Charlotte towards him, his hand wrapping around her waist as he pulled her close. She gasped, her eyes widening in surprise as she felt his body press against hers. Chuck's eyes flashed with anger as he saw Wade's hand on Charlotte's waist.
"You son of a bitch," Chuck growled, taking a step forward.
"Don't worry, Chuck," Wade said, his voice low and confident. "I'm not going to hurt her.
I'm going to show her what she's been missing," Wade said, his hand sliding up to Charlotte's breast, cupping it firmly through her dress. She gasped, her eyes widening in surprise as she felt his fingers trace the curve of her breast, her nipple hardening beneath his touch. But before he could make a move, Wade's hand tightened on Charlotte's breast, his thumb brushing against her nipple through the thin fabric of her dress.
Charlotte's breath hitched, her body responding to Wade's touch despite the tension in the room. She could feel the heat of his body against hers, the hardness of his cock pressing against her stomach. She knew she should pull away, should tell him to stop.
But the heat of his touch was intoxicating, and she found herself leaning into it, her breath coming in short gasps as she felt his fingers tease her nipple through the thin fabric of her dress. Chuck's eyes widened in shock and betrayal as he watched Wade's hand on Charlotte's breast, his face turning a shade of red she had never seen before.
"Don't," he growled, taking a step forward.
"Chuck," she whispered, her voice barely audible as she tried to pull away from Wade's grasp. But he held her fast, his eyes locked onto Chuck's as he smirked.
"I don't think so, Chuck," he taunted. Before Chuck could react, Wade's hand shot out, grabbing Chuck by the collar and pulling him forward. Chuck stumbled, off-balance, and Wade took advantage, spinning him around and pinning his arms behind his back in one fluid motion. Chuck struggled, trying to break free, but Wade was too strong. He held him there, his breath hot on Chuck's ear as he whispered, "You're not going to touch me, Chuck.
Not like this." With a swift movement, he brought his elbow down hard on Chuck's temple. The room spun as Chuck crumpled to the floor, unconscious.
Charlotte gasped, her eyes wide with shock and fear. "Wade, what have you done?" she cried out, her voice trembling. She rushed to Chuck's side, dropping to her knees beside him. His body lay limp, his breath coming in shallow gasps.
Wade stood over them, his expression unreadable. "He needed to be taught a lesson," he said, his voice cold and detached. "Now, let's get him out of here."
Charlotte looked up at him, her eyes filled with anger and betrayal. "You can't just hit people like that," she said, her voice shaking. "That's not how you handle things." "Sometimes it is," he said, his voice low and confident.
He grabbed Chuck by the arms, dragging him towards a nearby chair. Charlotte watched in horror as Wade efficiently tied Chuck's wrists and ankles to the chair, using rope he'd pulled from who knows where. Chuck's head lolled to the side, unconscious, as Wade stepped back to admire his handiwork. "There," he said, satisfied.
He turned to Charlotte, who stood frozen in shock and horror. "Now, let's wake him up," he said, his voice casual. He walked over to Chuck, who was still unconscious, and raised his hand. Charlotte gasped as Wade brought his hand down hard on Chuck's cheek, the sound of the slap echoing through the room. Chuck's head snapped to the side, and he groaned softly.
Charlotte's heart pounded in her chest as she watched Wade lean down, his face inches from Chuck's. "Wake up, Chuck," he said, his voice low and menacing. Chuck's eyes fluttered open, and he looked up at Wade with confusion and pain. He tried to move his arms and legs, only to find them bound tightly to the chair.
"Wade," Charlotte whispered, her voice shaking. "What are you doing?" Wade turned to her, his eyes cold and unyielding.
"You're going to watch us fuck, Chuck," he said, his voice flat and unemotional. Charlotte gasped, her eyes widening in shock and betrayal. "Wade, no," she cried out, shaking her head.
"You can't do this to him. He didn't deserve this." Wade's expression didn't change; he remained cold and unyielding. "He deserved it," he said simply. "He deserved to see what he's been missing out on." Charlotte's breath hitched as she realized what Wade was planning. She turned to Chuck, who was now fully awake and watching them with a mix of fear and anger. "Chuck, I'm so sorry," she whispered, her voice filled with tears. Chuck's eyes met hers, and for a moment, she saw the love and understanding that had always been there between them. But then his gaze hardened, and he turned back to Wade.
"You're a sick bastard," he spat out, his voice laced with venom. "I can't believe I ever trusted you."
Wade chuckled, a low and menacing sound that sent a shiver down Charlotte's spine. "Trust is overrated, Chuck," he said, his voice dripping with disdain. "I never asked for your trust. I only wanted your Charlotte."
Charlotte's heart ached at the possessive way Wade said her name. She knew she should intervene, should tell Wade to stop this madness. But she was frozen in place, her body trembling with fear and uncertainty.
Wade turned to her, his eyes gleaming with a dangerous light.
"Charlotte," he said, his voice low and commanding. "Come here." She hesitated for a moment, her eyes flicking between Wade and Chuck, who was now struggling against his bonds, his face contorted with anger and fear. She knew she should resist, should tell Wade to stop this madness. But something in his voice, something in the way he looked at her, made her move.
She walked towards him, her heels clicking softly on the marble floor. Wade reached out, his hand wrapping around her waist and pulling her close. She gasped, her body pressing against his as she felt the hardness of his cock through his pants.
He smirked, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction as he saw the effect he had on her. "You see, Chuck," he said, his voice low and taunting. "She responds to me. She wants me." Charlotte's cheeks flushed with embarrassment and anger, but she couldn't deny the truth in his words. Her body betrayed her, her nipples hardening against the silk of her dress, her breath coming in short gasps. Wade's hand slid down her body, cupping her ass and pulling her even closer. She could feel the heat of his body, the hardness of his cock pressing against her stomach.
But the heat of his touch was intoxicating, and she found herself leaning into it, her breath coming in short gasps as she felt his fingers trace the curve of her breast, her nipple hardening beneath his touch.
Charlotte's heart pounded in her chest as she watched Wade's smirk widen, his eyes gleaming with a dangerous light.
"Oh, I think she wants it," he taunted, his fingers continuing to tease her nipple.
"Don't you, Charlotte?" Wade's voice was low and seductive as he leaned in closer to her ear. She could feel his hot breath on her skin, sending shivers down her spine. She knew she should resist, should tell him to stop this madness. But the heat of his touch was intoxicating, and she found herself leaning into it, her breath coming in short gasps.
Chuck watched them from the chair, his eyes filled with a mix of anger and pain. "Charlotte," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "Don't do this."
Wade chuckled, his hand sliding down to her hip, his fingers tracing the curve of her ass.
"She wants it, Chuck," he said, his voice laced with satisfaction. "She wants me to fuck her while you watch."
Charlotte's breath hitched, her eyes widening in shock and humiliation. She knew she should protest, should tell Wade to stop this madness. But her body betrayed her, her heart pounding in her chest, her breath coming in short gasps as Wade's fingers continued to tease her.
Chuck's eyes flashed with anger, but there was a hint of fear in them as well. "You're sick, Wade," he said, his voice shaking. "This is twisted." Charlotte's voice was barely audible, her eyes locked onto Wade's as he continued to tease her body. She could feel the heat of his touch, the hardness of his cock pressing against her stomach, and she knew she should resist. But her body betrayed her, her nipples hardening beneath his touch, her breath coming in short gasps.
Wade smirked, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction as he saw the effect he had on her. "You know you want it, Charlotte," he said, his voice low and seductive. "You want me to fuck you while Chuck watches." "Yes," she whispered, her voice filled with a mix of desire and shame. "Please fuck me."
Wade's smirk widened, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction as he heard her words. He released her waist, his hands sliding down to her hips as he pushed her gently towards the couch. She stumbled forward, catching herself on the edge of the leather before turning to face him. Her heart pounded in her chest as she watched him unbuckle his belt, the sound echoing through the room.
Chuck's eyes widened in shock and betrayal as he watched Charlotte's body respond to Wade's touch.
His breath hitched as Wade unzipped his pants, revealing his hard cock. Charlotte's eyes widened as she saw it, her breath catching in her throat. She knew she should look away, should resist this madness. But her body betrayed her, her eyes locked onto Wade's cock as he stroked it slowly, his eyes never leaving hers.
"Look at him, Charlotte," Wade commanded, his voice low and seductive. "Look at what you do to me." Charlotte's breath hitched as she watched Wade stroke his cock, her body aching with desire and shame. But the sight of his cock, hard and ready for her, sent a wave of heat through her body. She couldn't look away, her eyes locked onto Wade's cock as he continued to stroke it slowly.
Charlotte licked her lips, eager, her breath coming in short gasps as she watched him. She could feel the heat between her legs, her pussy aching with desire.
She knew that Chuck was watching them, his eyes wide with shock and betrayal. But she couldn't look away from Wade's cock, her breath coming in short gasps as she watched him stroke it slowly. His eyes were locked onto hers, a smirk playing on his lips as he saw the effect he had on her.
Chuck watched them from his chair, his cock hard and straining against his pants. He couldn't believe what was happening, couldn't believe that Charlotte was letting Wade touch her like this. But he couldn't deny the heat that was building inside him, the desire that was coursing through his veins as he watched them together.
Wade's smirk widened as he saw the effect he was having on Charlotte. He dropped his hand from her hip and reached for the hem of her dress, slowly pulling it up over her thighs. Charlotte gasped, her eyes widening as she realized what he was doing.
She looked at Chuck, his face contorted with a mix of anger and pain, his eyes locked onto the scene unfolding before him. She felt a pang of guilt and shame, but it was quickly replaced by a wave of desire as Wade's hands continued to explore her body.
She turned back to Wade, her breath coming in short gasps as she watched him pull her dress up over her hips. Her heart pounded in her chest as she felt the cool air on her bare skin, her body aching with anticipation. But her body betrayed her, her nipples hardening beneath his touch as he cupped her breasts in his hands.
Wade's smirk widened as he saw the effect he was having on her.
Charlotte, unable to resist any longer, reached out tentatively, her fingers brushing against the hard length of Wade's cock. He groaned softly, his eyes never leaving hers as she wrapped her hand around him, feeling the heat and hardness of him.
She could see the struggle in his eyes, the mix of anger and desire, and it made her heart ache.
"I'm so sorry, Chuck," she whispered, her voice filled with genuine remorse.
But before she could say more, Wade's voice cut through the air like a whip.
"Get on your knees, Charlotte," he ordered, his voice cold and commanding. She hesitated for a moment, her eyes flicking between Wade and Chuck, who watched them with a mix of anger and pain. But she knew better than to disobey Wade. She slowly sank to her knees, her heart pounding in her chest as she waited for his next command.
Chuck's breath hitched as he watched Charlotte kneel before Wade, her eyes downcast and submissive. He knew she was doing this for him, to protect him from Wade's wrath. But the sight of her like that, kneeling before another man, sent a wave of jealousy and humiliation through him.
Wade smirked, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction as he looked down at Charlotte. He reached out, his hand cupping her chin and tilting her head up to look at him.
"I want you to taste me," he said, his voice low and commanding. Charlotte hesitated for a moment, her eyes flicking between Wade and Chuck, who watched them with a mix of anger and pain. She slowly leaned forward, her lips brushing against the tip of his cock.
Chuck's breath hitched as he watched Charlotte take Wade's cock into her mouth. He felt a wave of jealousy and humiliation wash over him as he saw her lips wrap around Wade's cock, her tongue swirling around the tip. But the sight of her like that, kneeling before another man, sent a wave of desire through him.
Charlotte's eyes fluttered closed as she took Wade's cock deeper into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the shaft.
She felt a sudden tug on her hair, and she gasped as Wade's fingers tightened in her locks, guiding her head up and down on his cock. She could feel the heat of his body against her face, the hardness of his cock filling her mouth. She moaned softly, the sound vibrating through him as she continued to suck and lick his cock.
Chuck watched in shock and humiliation as Charlotte knelt before Wade, her mouth filled with his cock. His heart ached with jealousy and betrayal as he saw her take Wade deeper into her throat, her eyes watering as she struggled to take him all the way. He could feel the heat of his own cock straining against his pants, his body responding to the sight before him despite the anger and pain he felt.
Wade groaned softly, his hips thrusting forward as he fucked Charlotte's mouth.
She moaned, the sound vibrating through him, and he could feel her pussy growing wetter with each thrust. He looked down at her, her eyes closed, her cheeks hollowed out as she sucked him hard. He could see the wetness seeping through her panties, and it sent a surge of desire through him.
Chuck watched in horror and fascination as Charlotte moaned around Wade's cock, her pussy growing wetter by the second. He could see the outline of her panties, darkening with her arousal, and it sent a jolt of jealousy and humiliation through him. He wanted to look away, but he couldn't.
The sight of Charlotte kneeling before Wade, her mouth filled with his cock, was both humiliating and strangely arousing. Chuck's eyes were glued to the scene as Wade's hips began to move with more urgency, thrusting harder into Charlotte's mouth.
Charlotte's eyes watered as Wade's cock hit the back of her throat, but she didn't pull away. Instead, she relaxed her throat and took him deeper, her hand reaching up to cup his balls. Wade groaned, his fingers tightening in her hair as he fucked her mouth harder.
Chuck's heart pounded in his chest as he watched Charlotte gag slightly on Wade's cock, her body shaking with the force of his thrusts. He could see the wetness on her chin, the saliva dripping down her neck as she struggled to keep up with Wade's pace.
Wade's breath came in ragged gasps, his body tensing as he neared his climax.
Charlotte pulled his cock out of her mouth with a wet pop, her eyes locked onto his as she stroked him slowly. "I want you to cum on me," she whispered, her voice laced with a mix of desire and defiance. Chuck's eyes widened in shock and disbelief as he watched Charlotte stroke Wade's cock, her eyes never leaving his as she prepared to take him to the edge.
Wade's smirk widened as he looked down at Charlotte, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "You want me to cum on you?" he taunted, his voice low and seductive. Charlotte nodded, her eyes locked onto his as she continued to stroke him slowly. "I want you to cum on me."
Chuck watched in horror and fascination as Charlotte stroked Wade's cock, her eyes locked onto his as she prepared to take him to the edge.
Wade's cock pulsed in her hand, and he groaned, "I'm gonna cum."
Charlotte's breath hitched, her eyes widening in anticipation as she felt Wade's cock throb in her hand. She knew what was coming, and she couldn't wait. She looked up at Wade, her tongue darting out to lick her lips as she prepared for his release.
Wade's eyes darkened with desire as he looked down at Charlotte, her hand still stroking his cock. He could feel the pressure building inside him, his body tensing as he neared his climax. He knew he was close, and he couldn't hold back any longer.
"Fuck," he groaned, his hips jerking forward as he came hard, his cock pulsing in Charlotte's hand. She gasped, feeling the hot streams of cum hit her face and chest, marking her as his.
The scent of him filled her nostrils, a musky, primal smell that made her pussy throb with desire. She looked up at Wade, his eyes dark with satisfaction as he watched her take his cum.
Chuck watched, his cock straining in his pants, as Charlotte stood there, covered in Wade's cum. He felt a mix of jealousy and arousal as he watched her lick her lips, tasting Wade on them. "You taste good," he said, his voice low and seductive. Charlotte blushed, her eyes flicking between Wade and Chuck. She knew she should feel ashamed, but the sight of Wade's cum on her body only served to heighten her arousal.
Before she could react, Wade pushed her roughly onto the bed, spreading her legs wide. Charlotte gasped, her heart pounding in her chest as she felt the cool silk sheets beneath her.
Chuck watched in shock and disbelief as Wade pushed Charlotte onto the bed, spreading her legs wide. His cock throbbed painfully in his pants as he saw Wade's hands roam over her body, his fingers tracing the curve of her hips and ass. He could see the wetness on her thighs, the evidence of her arousal, and it sent a wave of jealousy and desire through him.
Charlotte's breath hitched as Wade's fingers traced the edge of her panties, his eyes locked onto hers as he slowly pulled them down. She could feel the cool air on her bare skin, her pussy aching with need. She looked over at Chuck, his eyes wide with shock and pain, and she felt a pang of guilt.
But it was quickly replaced by a surge of desire as she saw the bulge in his pants, evidence of his own arousal despite the situation. She bit her lip, her heart pounding in her chest as she realized that this was turning him on.
"Chuck," she whispered, her voice filled with a mix of shame and desire. "I'm so sorry.
I didn't mean for this to happen," Charlotte whispered, her eyes filled with tears as she watched Wade pull her panties down, revealing her bare pussy. She knew she should feel ashamed, but the sight of him kneeling between her legs sent a wave of heat through her body.
Wade's eyes gleamed with a mix of hunger and satisfaction as he looked up at her. "Don't be sorry," he said, his voice low and commanding. "You're mine now." Before she could react, he leaned in, his tongue darting out to lick her clit. Charlotte gasped, her hips jerking forward as she felt the heat of his tongue on her sensitive flesh.
Chuck watched in shock and disbelief as Wade leaned in, his tongue darting out to lick Charlotte's clit. His cock throbbed painfully in his pants as he saw Wade's tongue move in slow circles, teasing her sensitive flesh.
Charlotte's hands gripped the sheets, her knuckles turning white as she tried to hold back her moans. Chuck could see the struggle in her eyes, the mix of pleasure and pain as she fought to keep quiet.
Wade looked up at her, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction as he saw her reaction. "You like that, don't you?" Charlotte bit her lip, her eyes flicking between Wade and Chuck as she nodded slowly.
"Yes," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "I do." Wade's smirk widened as he heard her admission. He leaned in closer, his tongue delving deeper, making her moan softly. Charlotte's hips bucked against his face, her body arching off the bed as she struggled to keep quiet. Chuck watched in shock and disbelief as Charlotte moaned around Wade's tongue, her body writhing beneath him. He knew he should be angry, should be fighting to get away from this madness. But the sight of Charlotte's body responding to Wade's touch was intoxicating. He couldn't look away.
Wade's fingers dug into Charlotte's hips, holding her down as he continued to lick and suck at her clit. She could feel the heat building inside her, her body aching with need.
Wade's tongue was relentless, his fingers digging into her hips as he held her down. She could feel the pressure building inside her, her body tensing as she neared her climax.
"Oh God," she moaned, her fingers gripping the sheets as she struggled to hold back. But it was no use. The heat inside her was too intense, her body too sensitive. She could feel herself spiraling out of control.
"Wade," she gasped, her voice filled with desperation. "I'm gonna come."
Wade looked up at her, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "Come for me, Charlotte," he commanded, his voice low and seductive. "Come hard."
And she did. With a scream, she came hard, her body convulsing as waves of pleasure washed over her. "Wade!" she screamed, her voice echoing through the penthouse.
Wade looked up at her, a satisfied smirk on his face. "Can Chuck make you cum like this?" he asked, his voice laced with challenge. Charlotte's breath hitched as she looked over at Chuck, who watched them with a mix of shock and arousal. She knew she should feel ashamed, but the sight of Chuck's hard cock straining against his pants sent a wave of desire through her. "No," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "No one can make me cum like you do." He leaned in closer, his tongue darting out to lick her clit once more. "You're mine now," he said, his voice low and commanding.
Charlotte's heart pounded in her chest as she watched Wade stand up, his hard cock glistening with her juices. She knew what was coming next, and she couldn't wait. He grabbed her hips and pulled her to the edge of the bed, her legs dangling over the side. She could feel the cool air on her bare pussy, her heart pounding in anticipation.
Wade rubbed the head of his cock against her pussy, coating it with her wetness. Charlotte gasped, her hips bucking slightly as she felt the heat of him against her sensitive flesh. She looked up at him, her eyes locked onto his as he teased her, rubbing his cock against her clit and pussy lips.
Chuck watched in shock and disbelief as Wade rubbed his cock against Charlotte's pussy, coating it with her wetness. He could see the hunger in her eyes, the desire that was consuming her.
She was on the edge, ready to beg him to take her. "Please, stop teasing me. I can't take it anymore. Fuck me, please."
Wade smirked, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction as he heard Charlotte beg. He had her right where he wanted her, completely at his mercy. He looked over at Chuck, who watched them with a mix of shock and arousal. "You hear that, Chuck?" he taunted. "Your girlfriend wants me to fuck her."
Chuck's breath hitched, his eyes widening in humiliation as he saw Charlotte's desperation. He knew he should say something, should stop this madness. But the sight of Charlotte's body, aching with need, sent a wave of desire through him. He couldn't speak, couldn't move, frozen in place as he watched the scene unfold before him.
Wade's smirk widened as he saw the effect he was having on Charlotte, her body writhing beneath him in anticipation. He looked over at Chuck, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction as he saw the mix of shock and arousal in his eyes.
Charlotte's breath hitched as she felt Wade's cock press against her entrance. She could feel the heat of him, the hardness of him, and she knew she was ready for him. "Please," she begged, her voice filled with desperation.
Wade's smirk widened as he heard Charlotte's plea. He looked over at Chuck one last time before slamming into her with a force that made her scream. "Fuck!" she cried out, her hands gripping the sheets as she struggled to hold back her moans.
The pleasure was too intense, too overwhelming. She couldn't help but let out a loud, guttural moan as Wade slammed into her, filling her completely.
Chuck's eyes widened in shock and humiliation as he heard Charlotte's loud moan. He knew that she was always vocal during sex, but hearing her like this, with another man, was a new level of torture.
Charlotte's pussy clenched around him, and he could feel her body trembling with pleasure.
Wade leaned in closer, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered dirty words that made her shiver with desire. "You're so fucking wet for me, Charlotte," he growled, his hips thrusting into her with force. "I can feel your pussy gripping my cock like a vice. You love this, don't you? You love being fucked by me while your boyfriend watches."
Charlotte's breath hitched, her eyes widening in shock and humiliation as she realized what Wade was doing. She looked over at Chuck, who watched them with a mix of shock and arousal, his cock straining against his pants. She knew she should feel ashamed, but the sight of Chuck's hard cock sent a wave of desire through her. She bit her lip, her body writhing beneath Wade as he continued to thrust into her, his dirty words making her pussy ache with need.
"You're so fucking tight," he groaned, his hips slamming into hers with force. "I can feel every inch of you gripping my cock."
Charlotte's breath hitched as she felt Wade's cock hit that spot deep inside her, sending waves of pleasure crashing through her body. She couldn't help but moan loudly, her hands gripping the sheets as she struggled to hold back her screams.
Chuck watched in shock and disbelief as Wade fucked Charlotte with force, his eyes locked onto the scene before him. He could see the pleasure on her face, the way her body responded to Wade's touch. He knew he should feel angry, should be fighting to get away from this madness. But the sight of Charlotte's body writhing beneath Wade, her moans filling the room, sent a wave of desire through him.
Wade's eyes gleamed with satisfaction as he looked down at Charlotte, her body trembling beneath him.
He could see the pleasure on her face, the way her eyes fluttered closed as he slammed into her. He knew she was close, could feel her pussy clenching around him with each thrust. But he also knew that Chuck was watching, and he wanted to make this as humiliating for him as possible.
"Look at your boyfriend, Charlotte," Wade growled, his hips slamming into hers. "Look at how hard he is for us. He can't help but watch, can't help but want to join in."
Charlotte's eyes fluttered open, and she looked over at Chuck, who stood there, his cock straining against his pants. She could see the wet spot growing on the fabric, and she knew that Wade was right. Chuck couldn't help but watch, couldn't help but be turned on by this.
"Oh God," Charlotte moaned, her body writhing beneath Wade as she felt the pleasure building inside her.
But before she could reach the edge, Wade pulled out, making her whimper in frustration. Her eyes fluttered open, and she looked up at him in confusion and desire. "I want you to taste yourself," he commanded, his voice low and seductive.
Charlotte's eyes widened in surprise, but before she could protest, Wade grabbed her by the chin and tilted her head up. He leaned down, his tongue delving into her mouth, forcing her to taste herself on him.
Charlotte moaned, her body arching against his as she kissed him back, her tongue tangling with his. Wade pulled away, a satisfied smirk on his face as he looked down at her. "Now, turn around," he ordered, his voice low and commanding. Charlotte hesitated for a moment, her eyes flicking between Wade and Chuck. But she knew better than to disobey him. She slowly turned around, her heart pounding in her chest as she felt the cool glass of the window against her back.
Chuck watched in shock and disbelief as Charlotte turned around, her back pressed against the window. He could see the city lights reflecting in the glass, could see the outline of her body pressed against it. He knew that anyone could see them, could see Charlotte like this, and the thought sent a wave of humiliation and desire through him.
Wade's hands gripped Charlotte's hips, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he positioned her just where he wanted her.
He could feel the heat of her body against his, the slickness of her pussy as he pressed the head of his cock against her entrance. She let out a soft gasp, her body tensing slightly as she felt him push inside her.
"Oh God," she moaned, her hands gripping the edge of the window as Wade began to move inside her. She could feel every inch of him, could feel the way he filled her completely. She looked over at Chuck, who stood there, his eyes wide with shock and arousal as he watched them.
Wade's hips moved with a steady rhythm, his cock sliding in and out of Charlotte's pussy with ease. He could feel her body responding to him, could feel the way she clenched around him with each thrust. He leaned forward, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered dirty words that made her shiver with desire.
"You're so fucking wet for me, Charlotte," he growled, his hips slamming into hers with force.
Charlotte moaned loudly, arching her back as Wade's cock hit that spot deep inside her. Her body trembled with pleasure, her hands gripping the edge of the window as she struggled to hold back her screams.
Wade's smirk widened as he heard Charlotte's loud moan. He knew that Chuck was watching, and he wanted to make this as humiliating for him as possible.
He thrust into her harder, his fingers digging into her hips as he felt her body tense and shake. "Come for me, Charlotte," he growled, his voice low and commanding. "I want you to come all over my cock while your boyfriend watches."
Charlotte's body responded to his command, her pussy clenching around him as she came hard, her screams echoing through the penthouse. she cried out, her body convulsing as waves of pleasure washed over her. Chuck watched in shock and disbelief as Charlotte came undone, her body writhing beneath Wade as she screamed his name.
Wade's smirk widened as he felt Charlotte's pussy clench around him, her body shaking with pleasure. He thrust into her harder, his fingers digging into her hips as he felt her body tense and shake.
She cried out, her body convulsing as waves of pleasure washed over her. He knew he was close, his own body tensing as he neared his climax. He looked over at Chuck, who watched them with a mix of shock and arousal, his cock straining against his pants. "You're going to watch me cum inside your girlfriend," he taunted, his voice low and seductive.
Charlotte's breath hitched as she heard Wade's words, her eyes widening in shock and humiliation.
She knew what was coming, and she couldn't stop it. She looked over at Chuck, who stood there, his eyes wide with shock and arousal, his cock straining against his pants. She knew he couldn't stop it either.
Wade's hips slammed into hers one last time, his body tensing as he came hard, filling her completely. Charlotte gasped, feeling the heat of him inside her, marking her as his. She could feel his cum leaking out of her, running down her thighs, and she knew that Chuck could see it too.
Chuck watched in shock and disbelief as Wade came inside Charlotte, his body tensing as he filled her completely. He could see the cum leaking out of her, running down her thighs, and he knew that this was it. There was no going back now.
Charlotte turned to Chuck, her eyes pleading. "Chuck, please," she whispered, her voice hoarse from screaming. "Please don't leave me." She was still trembling from the intensity of her orgasm, her body pressed against the cold glass of the window. Wade's cum was still leaking out of her, a constant reminder of what had just happened.