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Chapter 5: The Weekend Away
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2026-09-05 22:39:28"Hey, babe, where have you been? And what's that on your neck?" Christie asked, her eyes narrowing curiously as I walked into my room.
My hand flew to my collarbone, covering the purplish bruise Charles had left. "Um... it's just a bug bite," I lied quickly. "A bug bite?" She looked around the room. "Where did it go?" "It's gone, don't worry about it," I chuckled softly, smoothing my gown. Christie sighed, leaning against the bed. "Well, I have a surprise for you. I’ve been worried lately, Maya. You’ve been disappearing, and you haven't really talked about your dad since you moved in with us. I know things have been tense between you two, and I hate seeing you isolated." She handed me a sleek, gold-embossed envelope. "What's this?" I asked, opening the flap. "An invitation to Dad's private country club resort for the weekend," Christie smiled softly. "I talked to him, and I think you two should have some quality time together while I spend the weekend at my boyfriend's place. Go pack your bags, babe!" My heart hammered against my ribs. A whole weekend alone with Charles. The next morning, Charles and I boarded his private jet. Three hours later, a black, luxury SUV picked us up from the airport and drove us straight to his private, top-floor hotel suite overlooking the city. The second the suite door clicked locked, Charles tossed his jacket onto a chair. "Remove your clothes and lie on the bed," he commanded, his deep voice leaving no room for debate. I obeyed without hesitation, stripping off my outfit until I was completely bare under the soft lights. Charles unbuttoned his dress shirt, displaying his broad chest and chiseled abs, before climbing over me. He captured my lips in a deep, possessive kiss, his mouth tracing down my throat, over my cleavage, and straight to my boobs. "Argh..." I moaned, my hands digging into his hair as his tongue teased my nipples. His large hand slid down my stomach, plunging two thick fingers straight into my soaking wet core. He thrust them back and forth with speed, making my hips arch off the mattress. "Make one wish, Maya," he rasped, unbuckling his belt and releasing his massive, rock-hard cock. "I want you to fuck me harder than last time, Daddy," I panted, spreading my legs wide for him. "As you wish," he smirked devilishly. He aligned his broad tip and drove his entire length inside me in one heavy, brutal stroke. "Mmmhh... Argh!" I screamed into the quiet room. He gripped my thighs tightly, anchoring me to the bed as he began a rapid, deep rhythm. He bent down to capture my mouth, his tongue tasting mine while his hips slammed into me over and over. Driven by pure hunger, Charles lifted me off the bed, pressing my back flat against the wall while keeping his thick cock buried deep inside me. I wrapped my legs tightly around his waist, whimpering at the sheer weight of him penetrating me in mid-air. "Daddy... I want to feel your dick inside me every single day," I whimpered into his neck. He carried me over to the floor-to-ceiling glass window overlooking the glowing city skyline. He set me down on my feet, bending me forward so my hands gripped the cold glass rail. He gathered my hair in his fist, pulling my head back as he slid back inside me from behind, pounding into my wet heat with ruthless force. My boobs jiggled with every heavy impact against the glass. "I'm going to fuck you until you can't walk" he growled in my ear, spanking my bare ass cheek. "Yes... Daddy, yes! Fuck me harder!" He accelerated his pace, the sound of skin slapping against skin echoing through the glass suite. A sudden jolt ran through his muscular body as he drove himself as deep as possible, flooding my core with a wave of hot, heavy cum. I sank to my knees on the plush carpet, completely breathless and spent, watching Charles as he pulled on his trousers. Ring... Ring... His phone buzzed on the nightstand. Charles picked it up, answering with a smooth tone. "Don't worry, mate," Charles said into the receiver, looking down at me on the floor with a wicked smirk. "I'm taking very good care of your daughter." He hung up the phone and tossed it onto the bed. "Your father is flying in early," Charles said calmly, stepping closer to me. "He'll be landing at the estate to check on you." 
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