Charles looked at you in disbelief and let out an angry sigh. After coming back from a three day hunting trip empty handed, his patience was already running thin. But the final straw was when he came back to camp only to find another man wrapped around his woman.
“Javier was practically on top of you”, Charles asserted, “He had no business being that close to you.”
You looked at Charles with annoyance. “He was just trying to teach me how to play the guitar, Charles. He was showing me the right way to hold the strings.”
Unsatisfied with that answer, Charles continued, “You know he has a thing for you, why would you let him entertain it?”
You looked at Charles in realization, as you finally understood where his anger was coming from. Taking a step closer to him you asked knowingly, “Is the stone cold Charles Smith jealous? Of Javier no less?”
If his face flushed, you didn’t see it. But you did see that your words did nothing to calm Charles’ dangerous mood. In fact, they seemed to set him off even further. Unrelenting, you pressed on, “What are you going to do about it Charles?”, you hummed.
Eager to get a rise out of this new side of Charles you continued, “Maybe I should just go back to Javier if—“.
You never got to finish your sentence before Charles closed the gap between you two and kissed you rougher than he ever had before. Breaking away for a moment he growled, “I’m going to show you who you belong to.”
As Charles forced you down to your knees, you could feel yourself getting wetter by the second. Sure, you and Charles had fucked before, but never like this. You had never seen Charles this aggressive, but you would be lying if you said you didn’t like it.
As you started to fumble with Charles pants, he roughly pushed your hands away. In one swift motion Charles removed his pants, exposing his girthy length. Grabbing your hair roughly, Charles dragged your head to his crotch. Immediately, Charles started thrusting his member down your throat.
“You like that huh?” Charles cooed, “You like that you dirty little slut?”
Unable to reply, you just nodded as best you could. For a while now, you had secretly hoped that would get rougher in bed. The sex had always been good, but this was something else.
As Charles finished fucking your mouth, you made sure to swallow every last bit of cum. Under his breath, you could hear Charles muttering about what a good girl you were.
Figuring Charles was done expressing his frustrations, you moved to go clean yourself up. However, instead of letting you go, Charles just tossed you onto his cot.
“Now where do you think you’re going?” Charles asked darkly, “You’re not leaving until everyone in this camp hears you screaming my name.”
Before you could fully comprehend what was going on, Charles had already removed his and your clothes, throwing them across the tent without a care. As he stalked towards you, you couldn’t help but feel as if you were one of the deer he hunted. Charles may have been unlucky in his hunt, but he was certainly still getting lucky tonight.
Charles tossed you on the bed, immediately pinning your hands above your head. As he kissed you roughly, you could feel his large hand sliding down your body. You started to throb with need as his hand reached the bottom of your stomach.
Noticing your eagerness, Charles pulled away from the kiss. As he reached your pussy, you could’ve sworn Charles was smirking.
“Does Javier make you this wet?”, Charles asked as if he didn’t know the answer.
You blushed but answered, “No”.
Without warning, Charles slid two fingers into your vagina, quickly adding a third as soon as you adjusted to his digits.
“Then who makes you this wet? You’re soaking.”, Charles hummed.
Unable to reply as his fingers pumped in and out of you, all you could do was moan as you started to climax.
Unsatisfied with your response, Charles removed his fingers from your coochie, and gripped you by your hair, forcing you to look at him.
“I asked you a question”, Charles practically growled.
Overwhelmed with pleasure, you all but screamed, “You Charles! You make me wet.”
Finally satisfied with your answer, Charles removed his grip on your hair, one had settling on your throat, the other on his cock lining himself up with your entrance.
Charles slowly shoved his girthy cock into your vagina. Your eyes rolled back into you head, the pleasure becoming overwhelming as his dick rubbed against your inner walls.
Once he entered you, Charles could barely contain himself. You were so tight, and you looked so pretty spread out before him. Rough sex was a good change, he concluded.
As his thrusts got harder and faster, you knew you couldn’t contain yourself for much longer. “Charles, I’m gonna—“
“What was that?” Charles said with a knowing smirk, “I couldn’t hear you.
As your climax came you couldn’t hold yourself back any longer. “CHARLES”, you moaned his name, true to his world, loud enough for the whole camp to hear.
At the sound of you moaning his name, Charles came undone inside you, not even bothering to pull out. He climbed off of you, and all he could think about was how perfect you looked, moaning his name so loud.
Grinning, you turned to look at Charles as he plopped beside you on the bed. Drifting off to sleep, you whispered to Charles, “I think we should do that more often.”
Charles only smiled and kissed your forehead as you nodded off to sleep, holding you in his arms.
A sudden pang of hunger hit Charles, and he figured it would do no harm if he went to get some late night chow. Pulling his pants on and exiting the tent, Charles was met with an unexpected surprise. Javier had been not so subtly pressing his ear to the outside of your tent, so as to hear the intimate moment between Charles and you.
Instead of feeling anger as Charles expected, he actually felt a sense a pride you had chosen him over Javier. Seemingly unbothered, Charles walked past Javier whilst shooting him a smirk.
