Page 114 of Arturo's Temptation

“That’s my good girl, doin’ exactly as she’s told,” I finally stopped between his legs, anxiously waiting for him to make his next move.

He gripped my chin between his thumb and forefinger. “As beautiful as you look on your knees for me, it’s my turn to be brought to my knees for you,” his hands dropped to my waist, yanking me off the floor and onto the desk in one swift movement. My pussy was already so fucking wet for him, and he hadn’t even had to touch me yet.

“I’m goin’ to lose myself in your sweet cunt.” He tugged my lip between his teeth, making me gasp. “Lay back, and open your legs.”

He gently pushed me back against the desk, my fingers clutching the edges. “Keep your hands there, and don’t move them, understand?” I nodded, knowing that would be harder than it was crawling to him.

Arturo dropped to his knees as my legs fell open for him. I was more exposed than I had ever been, and the daylight that streamed into the office allowed him to see every inch of my body—there was nowhere to hide. The first flicker of his tongue skating along my pussy sent violent shudders through me.

“Ahh!” My breath hitched as I dug my fingers harder into the desk.

“Findin’ it hard, princess?” He whispered against my centre. My back arched at the delicious vibrations it sent across my skin. “Let go, and see what happens,”

Part of me knew I shouldn’t and that I should hold on for dear life, but the other part—the part of me that enjoyed his punishments—wanted to see what Arturo had in mind if I did let go. I gnawed at my lip as I slowly removed one finger at a time. After a moment, he cracked his neck, clearly amused that I was so ready to misbehave.

The second all my fingers fisted his hair, pulling his head closer, he spat on my clit.

Fuck.

My cheeks flamed at the action but I couldn’t deny the feelings it erupted inside me. The feel of his warm, wet spit trickling down my sensitive flesh made me ache.

“So my dirty little whore likes it when I spit on her pussy, hmm?” he growled, thrusting his fingers into me. There were no words. Lost to his voice and his touch, I arched my back into him crying out as his teeth teased my aching clit.

“Open your mouth for me,hermosa.” His hushed words were demanding. Something about his tone sent my body spiralling into overdrive. I let my mouth fall open, waiting for whatever he planned to do. When he had me at his mercy like this, I didn’t care, he could have done just about anything and I would have taken it all. He hovered over me, one hand caging me against the desk, the other still buried inside my pussy. “Stick out your tongue.”

I did as he said and looked up into his dark eyes. My heart raced as I waited anxiously to see what he was going to do with my body. On a sly smile, Arturo pulled my chin down further with his thumb before spitting into my mouth.

I didn’t know what to do. I couldn’t move, I couldn’t speak, all I could do was swallow—and it sent shudders through me. Arturo smiled down at me, his fingers sliding into me slow and hard. “Good girl, now hold onto the desk like I told you.” A small voice questioned how I should feel about what he did, but, honestly? I wanted more. The desire he was awakening in me made every naughty, depraved pleasure something I welcomed. I’d take anything this man gave me.

Smiling back at him, I gripped the table again and concentrated on the sensations he was building below.

“Fuck!” I yelled. Without warning, Arturo had slapped his hand down against my pussy, spanking my clit.

“Where do you prefer bein’ spanked, Bella? Your pussy or your ass?”

He brought his hand down again, only this time harder. My pussy throbbed at the sensation. If he carried on like that, I wouldn’t last much longer.

“Arturo—”

“Your pussy or your ass, Bella?” He demanded, but he already knew. I was dripping fucking wet for him—there was no hiding it.

“My pussy,” I moaned as he slapped his palm down once more. “Arturo, please?—”

“Does my whore want to get fucked over the desk? Is that what you want, Bella?” His dominant voice was as smooth as melted chocolate. He may have been asking what I wanted, but he knew he could just take it and that I would give in without a second thought.

“Yes…” I whispered, trying to catch my breath.

His hand collided with my clit once again, before thrusting two fingers back inside me. This man took me to places I never knew existed, and he looked so fucking good while doing it. He was a god, one that was sent for me and me alone. His lipsclaimed mine, thrusting his tongue into my mouth while my pussy clenched around his fingers.

“Come for me, Bella,” his thumb circled my clit as he entered another finger into me.

“Fuck! Arturo!” I cried, not once letting go of the desk. I trembled as the fierce orgasm coursed through my body at record speed.

“Eso es hermosa, dame todo,” he growled against my clit.

His tongue, his voice, his scent and everything in between sent me over the edge, my body finally spiralled out of control. I gave him everything until there was nothing else to give.

Once I’d fallen back to earth, Arturo brought his fingers to my mouth on a dark smirk. “Tell me how incredible you taste.” Without hesitation, I opened my mouth and sucked my arousal from his fingers. The sweetness of me mixed with the dark, masculine taste of him had me instantly aroused. “Bend over the desk, princess, I need to fill that tight little cunt with my cum.”

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