Chapter 4: Unexpected betrayal
"Are you sure you want to do this, mate?" Mick asked, scratching the stubble on his chin.
Nathan hesitated, eyeing the beer bottle in front of him. The cheap pub we were sitting in reeked of stale cigarette smoke and diverse sweat. This wasn't his scene, but it was where his mate had suggested they meet. Nathan sighed and met Mick's gaze, uncomfortably aware of the raw conversation they were about to have.
"Yes, I need to tell someone," Nathan confessed.
"Charis and I, we have this arrangement now. She's seeing other men, and I'm... I'm watching." The thought of it sent a thrill through him, even as it burned him with embarrassment.
Mick's face reddened. "Holy shit, that's messed up."
"I know," Nathan muttered, taking a swig of his beer.
"So, have you seen her with anyone yet?" Mick asked, eyebrows raised in fascination.
Nathan hesitated. "Yes.
Last night, actually. She invited some guy over while I was at work. I came home early and found them in the throes of passion on the living room floor."
"No way. What did you do?" Mick asked, leaning closer.
"I watched," Nathan murmured, remembering the way his heart had raced as Charis's lover thrust into her over and over, the wet sounds of their fucking filling the room. "She looked incredible. She's become such a wildcat in bed, so dominant and confident.
And she knows it turns me on.” Nathan let out a sigh. “I can’t deny it anymore, Mick. It’s like I’m addicted to the thrill of it all. To watching her with other men. It’s twisted, I know, but I can’t help how much it turns me on.”
Mick nodded, swallowing loudly. “Shit, man. That’s intense. I don’t know if I could handle that myself, but if it’s what you both want, then who am I to judge?”
Just then, Nathan’s phone buzzed.
It was his boss messaging him to come to the office. Nathan tried to hide his annoyance, glancing at Mick with an apologetic shrug. "I have to go," he muttered.
"Boss wants me at the office. I'll catch up with you later, alright?" Nathan threw some cash on the table and hurried out of the pub.
Meanwhile, Charis was relaxing in their spacious Burswood apartment. She was sipping on her glass of wine when her phone received a message. It was from the friend Nathan had confided in earlier that night. His name was Mick, and she had only met him one time for a few minutes. It was months ago when Nathan first introduced them, but now, Mick was sending her a message, telling her that Nathan had confided in him about their arrangement.
Charis felt her stomach drop, but she kept her cool.
"Hey, I heard you and Nathan have a bit of an unconventional relationship going on. Want some company tonight?" read the message.
Charis couldn't help but feel a thrill run through her veins. Nathan's confession had opened up a new world for her, one she never knew she craved until now.
Charis quickly replied to Mick's message with a simple "Yes." She poured herself another glass of wine, her anticipation growing by the second. Mick arrived sooner than she expected, and as she opened the door, she took him in from head to toe.
Tall, ruggedly handsome, and oozing confidence.
He had a wicked glint in his eyes as he stepped inside, closing the door behind him. "Nathan's not home yet," she purred, her voice low and dripping with intention.
Mick's eyes darkened, and he stepped closer, towering over her.
Charis could feel the heat radiating off his muscular body, and she shivered in anticipation.
Without a word, Mick reached out, grabbing a fistful of Charis's dark brown hair and yanking her head back.
She let out a soft moan, her eyes fluttering shut as she reveled in the feeling of being completely dominated.
Mick's other hand snaked around her waist, pulling her against him as his lips crashed down onto hers. His tongue delved into her mouth, and she met it eagerly, their lips and tongues dancing wildly together.
As they kissed, Charis could feel Mick's erection pressing against her, hard and insistent. She reached down, boldly grabbing his cock through his jeans. He groaned, breaking their kiss as he looked down at her, his eyes dark with lust.
Without a word, Charis led Mick to the bedroom, her heart racing with excitement.
As soon as they entered the room, she turned to face him, reaching up to undo the buttons on his shirt. Mick took over, finishing the job and tossing the shirt aside before reaching for Charis's dress. He tugged it down over her hips, revealing her bare breasts and smooth stomach.
Mick's eyes widened as he took her in, and Charis felt a thrill of satisfaction run through her. She knew she looked good, and the way Mick was looking at her made her feel like the sexiest woman alive.
She stepped out of her dress and kicked it to the side, standing before him in nothing but her lacy lingerie and heels.
Mick wasted no time. He pulled her close, one hand gripping her ass and the other tangling in her long hair. He kissed her deeply, their tongues exploring each other's mouths as they stumbled towards the bed.
Charis moaned as Mick's hands roamed over her body, feeling his rough hands on her smooth skin.
She could feel her arousal growing as he kissed and bit at her neck, his stubble scraping against her sensitive skin.
Mick's hands slid down to her ass, cupping and squeezing her cheeks firmly as he continued to kiss and nip at her neck. Charis let out a gasp as he slipped a finger under the edge of her lacy thong, teasing her already-wet folds.
"You want me to fuck you, Charis?" Mick growled, his breath hot against her ear.
"Is that what you want, Charis? For me to fuck you?"
Charis could only nod, her breaths coming in ragged gasps as Mick's fingers continued to tease her. His touch was driving her wild, but she craved more.
"Please," she whimpered, her hands gripping the duvet beneath her. "I need you inside me."
Mick didn't need any more encouragement. He tugged her thong to the side, his fingers finding their way to her slick entrance.
Charis moaned loudly, spreading her legs wider as Mick began to stroke her folds. She could feel his fingers gliding easily over her wetness, and she closed her eyes, savoring the sensation of his touch.
Mick didn't waste any time, plunging two fingers deep inside her.
Charis let out a loud moan, her back arching as he began to move his fingers in and out of her. She could feel her orgasm building already, and she reached down, grabbing his wrist and urging him to go faster.
Mick complied, his fingers moving in and out of her at a punishing pace.
"Fuck, you're so tight," he growled, his other hand squeezing her breast.
Charis let out a loud moan, her hips bucking up to meet his fingers.
"Oh god, yes, harder!" she cried out.
Mick obliged, his fingers pounding into her with an almost brutal force.
Charis could feel herself on the brink of climax, and she gripped the sheets beneath her, her knuckles white with the effort.
She could feel her orgasm building, each thrust of Mick's fingers sending waves of pleasure coursing through her.
"Don't stop," she begged, her eyes tightly closed as she focused on the feeling of his fingers inside her.
But just as she felt herself about to crest, to fall over the edge, Mick pulled his fingers out of her. Charis let out a frustrated whine, her hips still bucking up, seeking release.
"Please, Mick," she said, her voice hoarse with desire.
Mick smirked and reached for the top button of his jeans. "As you wish," he said and unzipped his pants. He pushed them down to reveal his thick, throbbing cock.
Charis couldn't help but stare at it for a moment, her mouth going dry at the sight. It had been a while since she had seen a cock that big and that perfect.
Mick climbed onto the bed and positioned himself between Charis's legs.
He wrapped one arm around her waist and grabbed his cock with his other hand. Charis's breath hitched as she felt the tip of his cock pressing against her entrance.
"Ready?" Mick asked with a wicked grin.
Charis nodded eagerly. "Fuck, yes," she breathed.
Mick thrust into her with one swift movement, causing Charis to cry out with pleasure. He filled her perfectly, his length hitting every single one of her spots.
His thrusts were slow but strong, and Charis could feel every inch of him as he slid in and out of her.
"Fuck, Charis, you feel amazing," Mick growled, his eyes dark with lust as he looked down at her.
Charis couldn't help but agree. She felt incredible with Mick inside her, and she urged him on with her hips.
"Harder, Mick, harder," she begged, her fingers digging into the muscles of his back.
Mick leaned down, capturing her nipple between his teeth, and she gasped at the sudden pleasure. As he continued to fuck her fiercely, Nathan walked in, stopping in his tracks at the sight before him.
Charis locked eyes with him, her chest heaving as Mick drove into her harder and harder.