Charlotte moaned when he ground his cock against her clit through the fabric of the dress. She was getting wet, and Charlotte had to cover her moans that were leaking through by biting her lips.
Charlotte had never taken a man to bed before, and she whined from the loss of contact when he pulled back. She had never thought twice about being a virgin, but seeing Vincent take control of everything made her breathless.
"Jesus, Charlotte. You're beautiful."
Panting, Charlotte gripped the edge of the sofa, trying to move her body away. She needed to get away before she slipped from reality even further. Charlotte reached for the table, and he caught her head that was about to fall off the couch.
She tried to kick her feet up and escape, but without knowing, she was only arousing him further. Her body was squirming against him, and she gripped his back when he started to move against her.
"Vincent, get a grip!"
His sharp teeth brushed against her throat making her swallow thickly. "I can't. I want you too much."
Charlotte closed her eyes and tried to rationalize it through. She could do this much for him. She knew that he wouldn't hurt her, but she was still scared of the unknown things that he was capable of. She wanted him too, and it was embarrassing to say so. Charlotte opened her eyes and lifted her hands to accommodate him.
His weight settled on top of her, and she gasped for air. She was insane, but she was going to do it. Charlotte brought her lips to his and kissed him. He stopped moving for a moment to glance down at her, his eyes reading hers for permission with the last string of sanity before devouring her lips. Their lips clashed as they kissed passionately, and when Charlotte opened her mouth, he flipped her skirts up.
Vincent invaded her mouth, the wet object foreign in her mouth, and Charlotte tried her best to keep up with him. His hands played with her breasts, sucking her nipples over the dress fabric, and Charlotte closed her eyes from the erotic scene before her. Vincent was sexy and potent. He smiled when he saw her teetering over the edge.
Cold hands ran up her legs, taking their time to feel every inch and curve before meeting the center between her legs. He ripped his mouth from hers, and Charlotte bit her swollen lip to stop the cry when he bit her thigh hard enough to feel pain. Groaning, she bucked against him when he pressed his nose to her pussy. He was teasing her over her panties, and Charlotte gripped his hair hard.
"Vincent... ngh, I need more..."
He ripped off her panties and worked his fingers into her sopping-wet pussy. "I need to get you loosened up before I can pound my cock into you."
Her juices poured down from his rough words, and indecent noises filled the air as he rammed his fingers inside her. She moaned when he curled his fingers deep into her, the pleasure piling up.
She had never felt such ecstasy. Charlotte moved her hips with his finger and arched her back, screaming while she came. A flood of cum squirted from her, and Vincent dropped down to lap it up.
She tossed an arm over her eyes while her body was still quivering, trying to cover the indecent act. She tried to press her thighs together, and Vincent sucked on her clit in return.
Charlotte cried out, aching her back while her mouth dropped open. "I can't..."
Vincent reached up and pulled down her dress to pinch her nipples while still teasing her. "Come on, Charlotte. One more."
The pleasure was building up again, and Vincent moved up her body to suck on her taught pink nipples. He bit on them, and Charlotte could feel tears leak from her eyes. Blowing cold air over her nipples, they were so tight it was painful. Charlotte reached to touch her breasts, and Vincent groaned at the sight of Charlotte playing with herself.
He rolled soft circles over her clit, his eyes drinking in the sight of Charlotte flushed and hot for him. Charlotte immediately came from the intense stimulation, burying her face into his shoulder as more slick fluids leaked out of her vagina.
She was ready to take him in, and Vincent pulled off his shirt, making his styled-back hair messy. Charlotte didn't need to imagine how Vincent looked shirtless because he was a wet dream come true.
His tight square abs and tall form that was larger than life covered her, and Charlotte licked the sweat that dripped down his shoulder. She traced the lines of his body, feeling his coldness that somehow burned hotter. His eyes glowed brighter, and his muscles strained with effort.
A wet tip touched the entrance of her pussy, and Charlotte glanced down to see the bulbous cock that was about to enter her. Charlotte kissed Vincent's chin waiting for him to make the first move, and his eyes glinted in challenge as he pressed a kiss to her hair.
Charlotte breathed in shallowly, her naked chest rising and falling rapidly. Vincent ran a hand into his hair, and she brought her hands to his face, readying herself for the moment, but all bets were out the window when he rammed his cock inside her.