Chapter 542

Chapter 542

Charlotte felt satisfied and delighted wherever their skin touched.

Frederick finally pressed her shoulders, gripped her waist, and looked into her eyes as he released deep and hot inside her.

Charlotte gazed at him in a daze, a tear sliding down her cheek. Her voice was hoarse with a crying tone as she moaned, her body slightly jerking as if burned, reaching her final climax.

Completely drained of energy, Charlotte soon passed out.

Her body was covered in marks from their intense encounter, a total mess.

Frederick lingered inside her for a moment before pulling out, then picked her up and carried her to the bathroom.

Her soft, overworked pussy, unable to close, was still leaking the cum he had left inside. Half of her butt was stained with it, looking incredibly erotic.

When she was placed into the warm water, Charlotte let out a satisfied moan.

Frederick brushed aside the hair hanging over her forehead, sighed softly, and dutifully cleaned her up, quickly washing both of them before carrying her out again.

The bed was also a mess, but Frederick had no patience to change the sheets. He just spread out the blanket, laid her down, and grabbed another blanket from the closet to cover them.

The black blanket framed Charlotte's face, the flush from being loved giving her an alluring look.

Frederick slid in beside her without clothes, and Charlotte, eyes still closed, naturally snuggled up to him, burying her head in his chest as if seeking a safe harbor.

He rubbed the top of her head and stayed by her side.

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On the other side, Taylor couldn't find Jasper. It was as if he had suddenly vanished from the earth, and she couldn't find any clue about him.

She stayed in the bar all night, and even as dawn broke, she didn't want to leave.

The truth Charlotte had told her kept echoing in her mind. She couldn't imagine Jasper had changed.

She called over five male escorts, watching them dance and listening to them sing, feeling completely out of it.

"Are you feeling down?"

"I can cheer you up."

Taylor spent over a million dollars in one night there, clearly a wealthy person. They saw a golden opportunity and tried their hardest to please her.

But as they closed in, the door was violently kicked open.

Gavin's face was pale with anger as he roared, "Get out, all of you!"

Taylor's blurry gaze landed on him. She stumbled to her feet, "You're so good-looking. Why are you working as an escort? Come with me, I'll take care of you."

Gavin grabbed her wrist tightly, "Taylor, do you even know what you're doing? Do you have to sink this low?"

Taylor slapped him across the face and grabbed his jaw, "You're just an escort, and you think you can control me? Know your place!"

Gavin gritted his teeth, pushed her down onto the couch, and kissed her hard, "Fine, I'm an escort. I'll serve you, okay? No one else, just me, alright?"

Taylor still liked his face a lot and just lay there, not moving.

But after a while, when Gavin didn't make a move, she frowned impatiently, "Well? Are we doing this or not? If you aren't going to perform, get out of my sight!"

Gavin had no choice.

His body reacted after she provoked him.

Gavin slowly took off her clothes. Her skin was smooth, tinged with a faint blush, soft to the touch. He gently kissed her annoyed face.

He lifted her from the couch, letting her sit in his lap, her entrance rubbing against him through his pants.

The friction made her entrance tingle, and Taylor moaned, her fluids soaking into Gavin's clothes.

A few sharp slaps landed on her butt. Taylor's waist trembled, her hips slightly arching back. Her lips pressed against Gavin's, eyes half-closed as she exhaled hot breaths. Even with her butt turning red from the spanking, she showed no shame, only playful desire in their kisses.

Gavin, both angry and frustrated, held her head, forcing his tongue into her mouth, kissing her fiercely without giving her a chance to breathe.

Taylor's mouth opened slightly, her tongue sometimes teasing, sometimes dodging, luring Gavin's tongue until he couldn't stop. Once he caught her sly tongue, he wouldn't let go.

Saliva they couldn't swallow dripped from the corners of their mouths. Gavin, still unsatisfied, cupped Taylor's face, kissing her tempting red lips deeply. He hated that she never took him seriously, hated that she didn't love him, yet he couldn't help sinking into her body, feeling only his racing heartbeat.

But he didn't understand, and Taylor couldn't hear his thoughts. All he knew was that he had to claim the deepest part of her body to stop her from seeking others.

Spreading her cheeks apart, Gavin only unzipped his pants, fully clothed as he entered the naked Taylor in his arms. He thrust deep and slow into her, the friction making Taylor let out a soft, long moan. She closed her eyes, enjoying the pulsing sensation inside her.

"Incredible," she whispered.

Gavin stood up with her in his arms. The suspended position made her limbs wrap tightly around him, his length still moving inside her. The large tip rubbed her sensitive spot, her legs tightening around his waist.

Gavin walked slowly, deliberately teasing her sensitive spot, tormenting her sanity. His hands rested lightly on her back, barely holding her. Several times, she almost slipped, forcing her to cling to him tightly, gasping as he continued to thrust into her.

When Gavin finally reached the bed, Taylor was already breathless, collapsing weakly onto it. Gavin unceremoniously pressed himself on top of her.

Taylor initiated the kiss this time, her eyes a tempest of lust and a carefully guarded, hidden affection.

Gavin heard his heartbeat quicken. His hand slipped into Taylor's mouth, fingers playing with her tongue, holding her soft tongue as his strong body pinned her down.

He forced her head up to toy with her tongue while kissing her flushed cheeks with hot breaths. Taylor, lying on the pillow, panted, saliva dripping, but her soft moans were incredibly enticing.

Gavin turned her face slightly, gently kissing the corner of her mouth where saliva dripped, licking up every trace. His fingers nearly numbed her tongue, making her whimper seductively. When he pulled his fingers out, the sticky, transparent saliva stood out in the dim light.

Gavin's wet hand caressed her jaw and neck, his palm covering her left breast, kneading it. The sensation of his thumb rubbing her nipple made Taylor cry out. Her nipple was pressed into her skin, tingling with a mix of pain and pleasure, yet it felt so good.

Their lips gently teased each other, their tongues fiercely entwined. Both Taylor and Gavin were lost in the moment.

Gavin's hips slammed against Taylor's butt.

He was filled with excitement. At the height of his passion, he pressed himself flush against her, grinding into her core and savoring the rhythmic contractions of her inner walls. He pulled out slowly, then thrust in hard again.