Page 115 of Arturo's Temptation

My legs were weaker than I’d anticipated, but in the best possible way. With Arturo’s help, I climbed off the desk and turned, placing my hands flat against it. Sighing, I bent over only a little, waiting for his instruction. His hand found the top of my back and gently pushed me down, pressing my breasts flat against the cool surface. “When I say bend over, I mean like this.” I glanced over my shoulder as I rested my cheek against the desk. His eyes never left mine as he unbuttoned his jeans. Beads of pre-cum formed at the tip of his cock the second he pulled down his boxers. “Beg me, princess..”

“Please, Arturo…” I whimpered as he teased my pussy with the head of his cock, slipping it up and down. “Please…”

“What do you want?”

“Please, fuck me,” I begged, my breathing becoming shallower by the second, as if it were labouring with each breath.

“How do you want to be fucked, Bella?”

“H-hard… come in my pussy… Please…” I whispered.

“You got it,mi hermosa,” he growled before thrusting his cock inside me.

The cries that left my mouth were unrecognisable as my pussy stretched to accommodate him. But nothing could have prepared me for what was coming next… Just as I was beginning to adjust and get my breathing under control, he slid his finger into my ass.

“Fuck!” I screamed.

“That’s it, Bella. Stay with me.” He demanded. I whimpered at his words as his fingers dug into my hip, keeping me exactly where he wanted me. Closing my eyes, I did my best to do as he said, but the sensations were so overwhelming. With his fingers circling my clit, his other in my ass, and his cock filling my pussy to the hilt, I felt so full. I was a goner. My eyes rolled back in my head as he fucked me faster and faster. It was too much. I could feel myself losing control of my own body. I was his, every single inch of me was his and I relished in it.

“You’re so fuckin’ tight, Bella,” he groaned as he destroyed me. A kiss then a bit to my shoulder made me gasp.

“Your cock was made for my pussy, Arturo,” I moaned, not giving a shit what came out of my mouth anymore. I was too far gone to care.

“That fuckin’ mouth,hermosa, is goin’ to get you into trouble.”

“Then it’s a good thing you like it,” I breathed. “Come for me, Arturo… please… Fill my pussy.” Oh, how the tables had turned, before he was calling the shots, his demands caused me to tremble, but now… now I loved every second.

“Is that what my greedy whore wants? Tell me how much you want me to fill your tight fuckin’ pussy,” he demanded, and just like that he took back control.

Did I fight it?

Of course not.

“More than my next breath.” I begged, my fingers clawing at the desk.

His hand stopped circling my clit as he wrapped it around my throat, slowly cutting off my air supply.

“I’m goin’ to come for you, Bella, and you won’t breathe until your pussy is drippin’,” his grip tightened.

He fucked me hard, fast, and raw, as I tried my best not to fight against him. The urge to take my next breath was eating me alive. But the way it made my body tingle and my skin burn was a feeling like no other. I was vulnerable, and I was his.

“Fuck, Bella!” he moaned, as he filled my pussy as he promised. And finally, his hand loosened, letting me take quick, sharp breaths. “You take my cock so fuckin’ well,” he pulled my body flush to his, replacing his hand on my neck with kisses.

A mixture of his cum and mine began to trickle down my inner thigh, as my breathing began to slow. I turned to face Arturo, who wore a well, and truly fucked smile.

“You continue to surprise me,” he whispered against my lips.

“And I intend to for as long as you’ll have me,” I blushed, but his expression told me I shouldn’t have.

“Forever then?” He placed his lips on mine and cupped my cheek, savouring this moment with me.

“What the fuck is going on in here?!”

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My head snapped up.

“Tyler, what the f?—?”

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