Chapter 98

Frederick's eyes darkened.

When had Charlotte ever invited him so willingly? Was she already overwhelmed by just this level of affection?

He wanted to keep teasing the disobedient Charlotte, but seeing her struggle,his heart softened.

Frederick released her cherry-like nipple from his mouth. Charlotte felt a moment of relief, but also a fleeting sense of loss.

But she didn't have time to dwell on it.

Frederick removed her panties, and Charlotte thought he would enter her immediately. Instead, she felt a very wet and slippery sensation below.

A wave of intense pleasure spread from her clit throughout her entire body.

Charlotte gasped, trying to reach out to stop him, but her hands were caught and interlocked with his.

His tongue moved inside her wet pussy, taking away her juices while making her produce even more, like a perpetual motion machine.

Charlotte's fingers and toes curled tightly.

She felt like she was being electrocuted, the tingling sensation starting from her lower body and making her whole body tremble.

All her sensitive spots were invaded by this force,the intense stimulation making Charlotte gasp and breathe heavily.

Her naiIs dug deeply into Frederick's hand, her fingertips turning white from the pressure, and her legs clamped tightly around his head, her pussy contracting uncontrollably.

Frederick knew the time was right, so he lifted his head, pulled out his already throbbing desire, and entered her wet pussy directly.

He could feel her inner walls tighten sharply, so he didn't push hard,waiting until her body gradually relaxed before moving his hips and riding her.

Frederick gritted his teeth, avoiding violent thrusts, and controlling his strength, but his size still made Charlotte whimper and cry.

Hearing her, Frederick removed the folder, revealing the tear stains on her face.

Frederick bent down, kissing the tears at the corners of her eyes,stopping his movements, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Does it hurt? Should I stop?"

Charlotte didn't open her eyes, tears still flowing, but her pussy couldn't help but contract.

Frederick felt the change and began moving again, thrusting into her tight body with renewed effort.

Frederick usually went at it roughly, lasting so long that she couldn't handle it, but this time he deliberately slowed down, each thrust reaching deep inside, making it hard for him to last.

He held Charlotte tightly, not even changing positions, thrusting deeply and burying himself in her chest as he came.

After coming,Frederick didn't pull out, their bodies were still connected. The afterglow of the climax left them both very satisfied, especially Frederick, whofelt her pussy still gently contracting, making his penis feel like it was being softly massaged.

This feeling was incredibly pleasurable.

Charlotte was exhausted but felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction and joy.

She didn't immediately push Frederick away,instead letting him hold her quietly.

After a while, they both calmed down, still holding each other quietly.

"I'm sorry." Frederick apologized again,this time with genuine sincerity.

Charlotte was slightly taken aback, her nose suddenly tingling.

Frederick saw she didn't respond and was about to ask what she was thinking when he looked up and saw Charlotte crying.

Frederick immediately felt at a loss, pulling away from her and finding tissues to carefully wipe her tears.

Charlotte awkwardly took the tissues, wiping her tears, but Frederick,unable to wipe her tears, started cleaning the mess between her legs with the tissues.

"Hey!" She exclaimed, sitting up abruptly, "I don't need you to wipe me,turn around!"

Frederick didn't know what he had done wrong again but obediently raised his hands.

Charlotte climbed off the table awkwardly, rushing into the conference room bathroom, and when she came out, she had tidied herself up.

She glanced at Frederick out of the corner of her eye, seeing he had put his penis back in his pants, and let out a sigh of relief.

"Why were you crying earlier?" Frederick asked.

His voice was hoarse, still tinged with lingering desire.

Charlotte bit her lip, unsure how to answer.

Frederick saw her hesitation and added, "I know whatever I say now sounds meaningless, but I was wrong that day. I shouldn't have ignored your feelings and forced you, and I defintely shouldn't have left you in such a dangerous place. I'm so grateful you're safe and sound; otherwise,I could never forgive myself." Frederick's voice was filled with endless regret.

He didn't want to make excuses for himself; going back to the hospital to treat his wound had indeed delayed him, exceeding his plan.

But wrong was wrong, and he shouldn't make any excuses for himself.

Hearing this, Charlotte's freshly stopped tears fell again.

She blinked, tears streaming down, her voice choked as she said, "I was in trouble, I was so scared! I thought I was going to die!"

The emotions she had bottled up for days finally erupted, and Charlotte sobbed uncontrollably.

Charlotte recounted the events after she got out of the car,making Frederick feel like his heart was being pounded painfully.

When he heard about the two men trying to harm Charlotte, he wanted to kill them immediately, but knowing they were already dead, he felt even that was too light a punishment!

When he learned that Jasper had saved her, he felt no resentment, only deep self-blame.

He had hurt Charlotte so deeply that in her moment of fear, she called someone else for help instead of him.

"Im sorry.I'm sorry!"

Frederick held her tightly, afraid that if he let go, Charlotte would disappear, "I regret it, I shouldn't have treated you that way, and I shouldn't have let you leave like that. Then you wouldn't have encountered those bad people."

All the blame was on him.

Charlotte hugged him back just as tightly.

The sense of security she felt holding Frederick was something no one else could give her.

"I regret it too. I shouldn't have gotten mad at you for no reason, shouldn't have kicked your wound, and shouldn't have left in a huff. If I hadn't been rescued in the end, I don't dare to think what would have happened to me..." Charlotte choked up, unable to continue.

Frederick kissed her forehead gently.′′NOmatter what happen to you, don't be afraid. As long as I'm here, I won't let anyone hurt you, ever."

The thought of Charlotte possibly being harmed made his heart ache and filled him with fear.

With Charlotte's strong personality, if those two bastards had succeeded,he

might not have had the chance to see her today!

The thought of losing Charlotte made Frederick's heart unable to calm down.