All Chapters of One Night Mistake By My Fiance's Uncle: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

"Ahhh! Harder, Mr. Hernandez! You're incredible. Please, fuck me harder. Deeper." Clark found himself nearly deafened by the ecstatic cries of Carlotta as Jestony continued to bring her pleasure. "Yes, Ms. Carlotta! Ah! You're so tight and absolutely delicious!" Their mutual ecstasy blurred the lines of reality, and both were swept away in a frenzy of desire. Jestony persisted in taking Carlotta with relentless intensity, and she reveled in every moment of it. Meanwhile, Clark clenched his fists, tightly shutting his eyes, unable to muster the courage to look at his girlfriend while she was with Jestony. It wasn't until he heard their moans escalate, signaling the peak of their pleasure, that his heart raced even more. "Are you okay?" Clark heard Jestony ask softly. "Yes, I'm okay." "I promise to make it up to you later, but I couldn't resist. You're just too tempting." Carlotta giggled, "But I have a boyfriend, and he’s right beside us. So this will be the first and la

"Hmmm." I opened my eyes, feeling a heavy weight pressing down on my chest again. Turning my head, I noticed Clark peacefully resting with his eyes closed, his head nestled on my arm. To my surprise, his hand was not just resting on my chest; it was tucked inside my clothes as if he had found something interesting there. I shook my head in disbelief. As I tried to gently shift his hand out from under my clothing, he instead moved his palm to caress my chest softly, even though there was nothing to touch. "Hmmm, what time is it?" he asked, lifting his face to look at me. "Good morning, Angelo." After exchanging those greetings, he leaned in closer and kissed me. "Clark!" My eyes widened in shock; it seemed so natural for him to act this way. Memories flooded back of how he had been before—sweet like Carlotta when they were still together. Perhaps that was true, but he shouldn't have acted this way, especially given that our arrangement was me

As I entered, I hesitated and turned away to avoid being seen by Carlotta. A frown crossed my face as I noticed her and examine the outfit she was wearing. Since Papa introduced her to us, I had never seen her dressed so provocatively; her breasts were nearly visible through the deep neckline of her attire. What was the meaning of that outfit? Did she wear it deliberately to attract Clark? And what about Clark? Was he tempted by Carlotta? Had they been intimate? I don't care if Clark is with someone else, but the idea of him being with Carlotta feels like a rebellion to me, especially considering she is my father's wife. I clenched my fist, deciding to go inside once Carlotta had left.After learning that Clark was at the club today, I set out to find him. I hadn't expect running into Carlotta just as she was exiting the club. It confirmed what my father had suspected: Carlotta had indeed met with Clark. This realization urged me on to the private box

I bit my lower lip, fighting the urge to moan. As I glanced at him, it was clear he was focused on pleasuring me. I swallowed hard, my entire body trembling from the sensations his tongue evoked while he simultaneously suckled the head of my lenght. The pleasure was intense. If he hadn’t mentioned it was his first time, I would have never believed it. He was incredibly skilled. Gripping my length, he expertly traced the entirety of my shaft with his tongue, from the base to the tip. I was overwhelmed with delight and found myself shaking with pleasure. "Uhmmm," I gasped, as he took about half of me into his mouth, rhythmically moving his face up and down in a tantalizing rhythm. As he took me in his mouth, my hips began to move instinctively, following of his every motion. My hand found its way to his head, my fingers tangling in his hair as I urged him closer. Spreading my legs wider, to let him lean in further. The pleasure was overwhelmin

We closed our eyes at the same time. After a few minutes, I opened mine with the intention of inviting him to take a bath. But when I looked at him, I noticed that his closed eyelids had surrendered to sleep. I couldn't help but smile as I shook my head in amusement. There’s a sense of relief that washes over me as I watch him. My hand instinctively rose to caress his cheek, a gentle gesture of affection. In that moment, I decided it would be best to clean his body and adjust his position on the bed. As I wiped his body and tended to him, a wave of desire surged within me. I felt an overwhelming urge to enter him again, but I quickly reminded myself to refrain. I wasn’t really in the mood to take advantage of him while he slept. I knew I would have plenty of opportunities to claim him later. After I finished wiping him down and getting him dressed, I turned my attention to my own preparations before tackling the items we had left by the door earlier. I dragged h