"Shit! What have I done?"

"I want to see your face, take off your mask", Lucas whispered, his lips brushing against Charlotte's ear as he touched her.

"No....you can't please or I'll leave", Charlotte insisted, her voice trembling.

"What are you so scared of, I won't hurt you—", Lucas implored, his frustration growing. But Charlotte pulled him closer and kissed him with an intense passion, her body yearning for his touch.

Succumbing to her desire, Lucas joined her in the ardor of their kisses, until they were both lying bare on the bed, lost in the warmth of each other's embrace, unable to get enough of each other's lips.

Lucas moved on to her nipples, indulging in the gentle caress of his tongue and the soft suction of his lips. Charlotte was already dripping with anticipation, her voice laced with soft moans as he pleasured her with firm strokes, his fingers teasing her full breasts.

Gradually, he slid his fingers into her throbbing core, and met with a pool of wetness that he couldn't resist.

He fingered her with a fervent intensity, eliciting a plea from Charlotte to be taken by him.

"I want you...Please, fuck me now, I cannot bear to wait any longer," Charlotte begged, her voice a soft moan in his ear.

"Fuck, I want to shove this hard dick in you so bad" Lucas whispered, and with a firm thrust, he entered her, his hard dick gliding into her with ease, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body.

"Ohh, fuck yes! Aww! fuck me!", she moaned making him even more thirsty for her as the warmth from inside of her overwhelmed his body.

Charlotte could not contain her moans as Lucas continued to kiss her, her legs wrapped around his body, locking him in place.

As they moved in harmony, Lucas reached for her hands, intertwining their fingers as they surrendered to the passion that consumed them.

Their pace quickened, each thrust more urgent and intense than the last, and Charlotte's moans filled the room as Lucas delved deeper into her.

"Spread those legs" he commended as he drilled her hole. Charlotte obeyed, her legs spread wide in ecstasy.

" Good girl, now, call me Daddy," Lucas commanded.

"Yes, Daddy," Charlotte moaned, her voice filled with yearning. "Right there, please, Daddy. Harder!"

With a deep groan, Lucas complied, giving in to the primal desire that drove them both, as the warmth enveloped them, their bodies entwined in a passionate embrace.

"Fuck! shit!" soft moans escape his lips.

As their bodies neared the peak of climax, Lucas released her fingers, and Charlotte clutched onto his exposed skin, grazing her fingertips softly along his back.

The intensity of their lovemaking amplified with each powerful thrust from Lucas, causing Charlotte's moans to grow louder. Lost in the moment, they were consumed by each other's bodies.

As the pleasure became unbearable, Lucas couldn't contain his moans and whispered sweet nothings in Charlotte's ear.

He continued to kiss her passionately, moving from her lips to her neck and exploring her body, all while increasing his pace. Their moans filled the air, reaching a crescendo as they both reached their climax.

"Fuck! Aww! Fuck!" Lucas cried out as he released himself inside of her, holding her close to his chest.

Breathless and spent, they exchanged breath through each other's mouths. Lying in bed, they remained entwined, basking in each other's warmth. Lucas' fingers traced over her body, and Charlotte rested her head on his chest, feeling his heartbeat.

"That was incredible," Charlotte said, catching her breath.

"Yeah, it was. I could lose myself inside of you all day," Lucas replied with a satisfied smile. They shared another passionate kiss, unable to get enough of each other.

After a few minutes, their desire for each other remained insatiable, and they indulged in each other once again. This time, Charlotte took control, straddling Lucas as she gently rode him after gratifyingly sucking on his sizable length.

"Oh dad.. ddy..... fuck... me daddy" she moaned loudly.

Lucas playfully fondled her breasts, teasing her nipples with his fingers and tongue. Each minute, Charlotte increased her pace, her moans filling the room.

"Da... Daddy! Fuck me, daddy! Give me all of it!" she pleaded.

As the tension mounted, Lucas flipped her over, positioning her back against his chest as he entered her from behind. Her body laid flat on the bed, her hands held softly behind her back, as he continued to thrust harder and faster.

Charlotte longed for more, her begging growing louder with each thrust. In the heat of the moment, Lucas spanked her ass and pulled her closer to him, choking her slightly as he maintained his grip on her hands.

"You like it?! Now cum for me! Cum for Daddy!" he moaned, driving her to new heights of pleasure.

"Please, Daddy, don't stop! Fuck me! Yes, you're drilling a hole in me!" Charlotte cried out, overcome with pleasure. After a few minutes, they both climaxed and fell asleep.

Before dawn broke, Charlotte stirred, her gaze fixating on the unfamiliar ceiling, struggling to orient herself amidst the remnants of last night's alcohol-induced haze. A migraine pierced her skull as she attempted to piece together her whereabouts.

Looking around the room, she noticed a figure lying next to her and a surge of anxiety overwhelmed her. She pulled back the duvet to discover she was unclothed.

"Shit!, what have I done? oh no!" she whispered to herself, her heart racing with fear.

Charlotte felt a sense of disgust wash over her as she realized she had let her guard down and allowed a man to sleep with her. Irritation filled her as she gazed at the peaceful figure next to her.

"Fuck Charlotte, how can you be so stupid?" She mumbled with tears brewing in her eyes.

Without hesitation, she rose from the bed, dressed quickly, grabbed her bag of money, and tiptoed out of the room, not wanting to disturb the man as she couldn't bear to face him. She knew this should never have happened, but the deed was done, running away was her only option.

As she exited the hotel, her phone rang. It was her aunt, Charlotte knew it was inquire her whereabouts because she had not returned home the night before.

Immediately, she answered the call. "You're still sleeping at this hour? It's your first day at your new job, and you're already making a habit of being tardy?" her aunt scolded through the phone.

"You're always out partying with that friend of yours, Ella," she continued.

"Auntie, I'm on my way home. Can you stop lecturing me?" Charlotte retorted with a sigh.

"I know it's just a cleaning job, and you must be frustrated, but that's no excuse to take it for granted," her aunt replied in a calmer tone.

"Yeah, I know. Can I go now?" Charlotte asked, then hung up without waiting for a response.

Checking the time, Charlotte noticed she still had a couple of hours before work. Deciding to make a quick stop, she headed to the club to meet with the manager and collect her paycheck.

A short while after, Charlotte arrived at the club and beelined to the Manager's office with a stern expression. She recalled how he had lied to her about the session only lasting thirty minutes, only for her to sleep with him.

"Charlotte, what a pleasant surprise", Manager Tee greeted with raised eyebrows.

He noticed the love bites on her neck and that she was still in her work attire, attempting to cover them with a bulky coat. Charlotte noticed his gaze on her and she quickly adjusted herself, using her hand to cover her neck.

"My pay, so I can leave", Charlotte said with a straight face.

"Why didn't you come by yesterday after the stripping session with Mr. Lucas? I couldn't find you anywhere", Manager Tee inquired.

But Charlotte remained silent, holding back her anger as images of the previous night flooded her mind, intensifying her frustration.

"Give me my money", she demanded, thrusting her hand forward.

"Relax, here you go. I even added a little extra for you", Manager Tee said, handing her an envelope.

Charlotte took it, opened it, skimmed over the amount, and left without saying a word.

When she arrived home, she gave her aunt the bag of cash.

"Where did you get this from?", Her aunt asked, surprised, as she unzipped the bag.

"It's for Dad's surgery", Charlotte replied, brushing off her aunt's question, and hurried off to work.