Unreliable

14 - reconcile

Trigger/Content Warning: Sexual Content

Charles' POV

"What the fuck was that guy doing here?" I ask Courtney, her body frozen after all that happened.

"I-I-I don't k-know, Charles. I don't know what the hell he was doing here." She stutters, so I know she's definitely lying.

"Courtney, I'm already upset that this homophobic asshole came to pay me a visit, so don't upset me more by lying to my motherfucking face."

"FINE!" She yells and some people bat an eye. "I posted a photo on Instagram of you... with your mouth open, enjoying the movie. Somehow, the 4DX symbol appeared in the image, and he found out where we were."

"You what?" I very specifically told her not to post any photos or videos of us in the theater because I KNEW for sure it would've created shit. And guess what, it did! What a grand surprise! "Did you even hear ANYTHING about what I said before the film?"

"I did, Charles. I did. I only took the photo as a memory. A memory of when we finally reconciled." He puts her hand on my shoulder but I flinch and take a step back.

"You want to reconcile with me?" She nods.

"I do, Charles. I really do. I don't want to fuck it all up. I just want to be friends with you again."

"Alright," I nod. "If you want to reconcile with me, you've got to give me something in return." She looks at me, visibly confused.

"What do I have to give you in return?"

"Follow me, Court." I purposefully said her nickname so that she knew fully what I was talking about.

I start walking to the exit of the mall as she follows me. I had set up a bear trap somewhere and she was about to fall right into it.

---

She enters my room and I immediately sit down on the bed as she stays standing up. She tries to say something but I immediately shush her.

"You will not speak, move, breathe or do anything unless you have my permission, understood?" She nods. "Hm... Good girl." I start brushing her hair in a random pattern. "Now, take off your shirt." She steps back and takes-off her tiny shirt that only covers her boobs.

"Charles... What do you want?" She asks, looking at me with puppy eyes, wishing something from me. Something big.

I signal her to come sit on my lap, and she does so, extremely easily. I could immediately feel the wetness from her panties leaking down onto the bulge in my jeans. "Tell me, Courtney, what do you want?" She looks down and I immediately know what she means.

"How many fingers do you think I can fit in your pussy?" I push her out of my lap and I lay her down on the bed, noticing the soaking wet panties that she's wearing. "Two, maybe three?" I continue asking her as she looks at me with her legs wide open, her pussy showing more and more.

"Charles, I can fit your whole fucking fist up my pussy if I wanted to, now just put the fingers in, you're boring me with all the suspense." She almost yells as I use my teeth to get her wet panties off.

I start by teasing her wet pussy with one finger outside the clit. She moans, lightly due to the unsurprisingly thin walls of the hotel. I put my other hand over her mouth, muffling her moans. "We wouldn't want any issues, would we?" She nods lightly as she lets out another cheapish moan.

Two fingers. She moans even more as I thrust my fingers faster and faster until they're entering and exiting like a heartbeat.

Three fingers. Surprised her tight pussy can handle that many fingers at once, going in and out extremely fast. Her moans now, so loud they pass through the muffling of my hand. "Fuck it." I sigh, taking my hand out of her mouth and letting her moan as loud as she wants. Heat of the moment, I guess.

Four motherfucking fingers. She's still handling it like a champ. Her tight pussy starts compressing and I know for a fact she's about to cum. "Charles... I'm going to..." She moans extremely loudly before finishing the sentence.

"You can hold on for just a bit longer." I say before going faster and faster, her pussy compressing more and more every time I stick my fingers in and out.

She lets out the loudest moan I've ever heard before coming all over the bed sheets. "Damn, you had a lot in you." I say as I wipe down my wet fingers. "Haven't had this good in months?" She nods no.

"No, I always finger myself to you, baby. Nearly every week. I just fucking want you." She grabs my shirt by the chest. "I want you inside me."

I smirk. "You think you can take it?" I take off my belt and my pants, keeping on my tight underwear with a visible huge budge. "It's a bit bigger than my fingers..."

"Don't care if it's bigger, as long as it's better than your fingers, I'll take it." She says, taking off my underwear.

"Of course you will, fuck!" I exclaim in pleasure as soon as her lips touch the tip of my uncut third leg. Her soft, painted lips touching my hard, erect cock felt amazing.

"Enough teasing, stick it in." She says, opening up her legs and putting her feet on my shoulders. As soon as I stick the tip in, her tight pussy starts compressing again. Huffing and puffing, I manage to insert the rest and Courtney just starts moaning like hell.

"Shit, I forgot the condom!" I thought to myself, but I ignored it. Why bother? She's probably going to ask me to pull out and cum on her face.

After around 30 minutes and a shit ton of positions. I finally felt like I was about to burst. "Courtney... I can't hold it in for much longer." I grunt. "I'm going to come..."

"Don't pull out Charles... Please..." She moans as I continue thrusting harder and harder, wishing I just came already.

After what felt like hours of trying to come, but it was actually only around 30 seconds, I finally came all over her pussy.

--- (A few hours later...)

"Fucking hell, Max!"  I moan in pleasure as soon as he comes all over my crotch. "You really wanted it, didn't you?" He grabs some wipes and wipes down his cock and my crotch.

"Heheh, hadn't done this in a few weeks. I was holding it all in."

"I can tell," I huff. "You literally shivered all over the place when you came." I lift up and I put my shirt on. After putting it on, I grab my underwear and my shorts.

"I haven't been with you since forever, Charles." He grabs his underwear and his shorts and he puts them on, as well. 

"Does 'forever' translate to 'last week' in Dutch?" I continue while grabbing my phone.

"Of course it does, honey."

Author's Note:
This literally fucking killed me
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