Charlotte couldn't look away from Derek's intense gaze, feeling mesmerized by his passion and charm. He gently ran his fingers through her hair, leaning in to whisper in her ear and biting her earlobe. The sensation that passed throughout her body when he bit her earlobe was intense, Charlotte's toes curled as she couldn't help but let out a soft moan. Derek enjoyed hearing her soft moans, while Charlotte appreciated how he waited for her approval before taking things further. Leaning in closer, she showed her consent with a gentle peck on his lips, despite knowing it would not satisfy him. With their tongues dancing into each other’s mouths, she felt his fingers run and slowly massage in between her thighs. Since she was already in a short black dress she had worn, it gave him more access to her inner thigh. “Fuck me and make me feel the way a woman should be treated”, Already feeling half better, she half moaned, half-whispered when his fingers traced down my neck” You don’
" You like that Charlotte darling , don't you ? " , Derek asked her in a husky voice as he thrusted his three fingers in to her dripping wet p***y while his tongue and mouth licked and also bit in my c**it made me feel like she was in another world . . This was too fucking much for heaven's sake that she couldn't bear up with it . ." Mmmmmh . . . . .. ahhh . . . . Yes f* ck me my goodness . . . . . Ohh ! Yes you fucking good " , That was actually the end of her . . she could feel her pleasure building up again in her lower stomach . . It was painful but again in a sweet pleasurable way . . She loved it so much that with in the next couple of minutes , she was writhing out under him , begging him to take her core right there and then . The pleasure was so blooming irresistible that she didn't only push her wet core to meet up with his fingers on the way but she also reached out and placed her hand on his head , gripping his sweaty hair bringing him closer to her wet arching core . .
By the time Charlotte woke up in the morning, Derek was no longer in the room; he was gone! She felt so depressed. After what happened between them last night, he didn’t even tell her goodbye. She tried calling him, but it wasn’t reaching through.Days turned into weeks, weeks into months, and Derek didn’t call Charlotte or text her, nor did he pick up any of her calls. Charlotte was devastated, and Rebecca knew it. She spent most of the time with Charlotte, just to keep her company and to remind her that she was always there for her.“Charly, get dressed!” Rebecca commanded as she stomped into Charlotte’s room.Charlotte sighed, “No Becca! I really don’t want to…”“I don’t care!” Rebecca interrupted, her voice firm but gentle. “You’ve been moping around for months, and it’s time to get out of this funk. We’re going out tonight, and you’re coming with me.”Charlotte sighed again, but she knew Rebecca was right. She had been wallowing in her sadness for far too long. With a reluctant n
“Wait a minute... are you pregnant, Charlotte?” Charlotte's face paled as she struggled to find her voice. "I... I don't know," she stammered. The possibility had never crossed her mind until now. Her thoughts raced back to that night—the intimacy, the forgotten precautions. "Charlotte, when was the last time you had your period?" Rebecca asked gently. Charlotte's mind went blank for a moment. She tried to recall the dates, but everything seemed hazy. "I think it's been over two month," she whispered, more to herself than to Rebecca. Rebecca reached out and grabbed Charlotte's hand. "We need to find out for sure. Let's get a test. Come on, I'll go with you."Charlotte and Rebecca walked to the nearest pharmacy in silence. The usually short distance felt longer than usual. Charlotte’s heart pounded with uncertainty. In the store, they found the pregnancy tests. Rebecca handed one to Charlotte without a word. They paid quickly and left, the small box feeling heavy in Charlotte's hands
"Derek!" she muttered."We have to go! Tomorrow we will look for him," Rebecca said."Rebecca, that's Derek!""Charlotte! Get a grip on yourself," Rebecca said harshly as she shook her by the shoulders. "We will talk to him! For now, we need to get you to the hotel to rest! You shouldn't stress yourself, Charlotte. It's not good for the baby, okay? Come on!"Charlotte reluctantly took her bag, feeling a part of her leave with Derek as he drove off.At the hotel, Rebecca guided Charlotte to their room, helping her settle into one of the armchairs by the window. "Here, drink this," Rebecca said, handing Charlotte a glass of water."It’ll help you calm down."Charlotte took a sip, her hands trembling slightly. "I can't believe it was him so easily. After all these months...""I know," Rebecca said, sitting across from her. "It’s a shock. But you need to focus on staying calm. For you and the baby."Charlotte nodded, wiping away her tears. "What if he doesn’t want to see me? What if he’s
"Hello, love!" She turned to look; it was Jessica.Charlotte froze, her breath catching in her throat as she saw Jessica smirking at her, the same malicious glint in her eyes as before."Jessica!” she stammered. "What are you doing here?"Jessica folded her arms across her chest. "What are you doing here?"Charlotte straightened her shoulders, trying to muster her courage. “I should be asking you that, Jessica. Shouldn’t you be rotting in jail?”Jessica laughed, a cold, mocking sound. "Oh, you poor thing. Did you think I would stay there for long? Do you really think you can go against me? You are nothing! Accept that and stay away from Derek!”“You are so disgusting, Jessica! How dare you? What's so disgraceful about going after your ex when you are married to his brother? If there is one thing I want to learn from you, it is not moving on!”Jessica's smirk widened as she stepped closer to Charlotte, her eyes narrowing with malice. "You really think you can talk to me like that? You
Derek's eyes widened in shock at the news of Charlotte's pregnancy. He stood there for a moment, processing the information, his mind racing with emotions. The room seemed to close in around him, the air thick with tension and uncertainty. "Pregnant... with my child?" Derek finally spoke, his voice barely above a whisper. The words felt foreign and heavy in his mouth, a reality he wasn't prepared to face. “Yes, brother! Whatever you are doing, you have to make it quick!” Rebecca's voice was urgent, pulling him back to the present. He could see the worry etched on her face “I….I…” Derek stammered, opening and closing his mouth like a fish, short of words. His thoughts were a chaotic mess. How would Charlotte have felt when he said those hurtful words to her? What would he do now? Would he tell her to wait for him so she wouldn’t feel hurt? Or should he let things play out naturally until all this was over? She must hate him now. “Derek!” Rebecca’s voice snapped him back to reality
Back at the hotel, Rebecca stomped in with a bit of fear as she entered the room. Charlotte’s heart skipped a beat as she stared at her. “Rebecca, what happened?” she asked, looking genuinely concerned. “Are you okay? What about your friend? Did you guys talk?”“Yes, I’m okay!” Rebecca said, rushing over to their box. “We have to leave now!” she said hastily, walking towards the door without waiting for Charlotte’s reply.“What is going on? You went to visit your friend and now you stomp in here, panting like a…a…. Are you okay?” So many thoughts were running through Charlotte’s mind. Is she really okay? Who did she talk to? What did they say? Why is she so desperate to leave all of a sudden?“Charley! I promise, I will explain everything to you when the time is right! For now, we have to get you out of here!” Rebecca said, trying to conceal her real feelings.“No! I am not moving from here until you tell me what’s wrong,” Charlotte said firmly.Rebecca sighed. “Please don’t do this,