Page 56 of Arturo's Temptation

“N-no.” I whimpered.

“Not the answer I’m looking for,” he breathed, grazing my clit with his teeth. “Try again,hermosa,”

“Arturo—”

He thrust his two fingers inside me and I gasped at the forcefulness of it. His eyes met mine as my head shot up from the sheets.

“Are,” he started placing rough kisses against my sensitive clit, overwhelming my pleasure-ridden mind.

“You.”

Kiss.

“Mine?”

Kiss.

“Yes! Yes, I’m yours,” I whimpered, my hands no longer fisting the sheets and instead gripping his hair.

“Good fuckin’ girl. Does my girl want to come?”

God, yes!

“Please, I want you to make me come,” I cried, unable to think straight as he nipped, sucked, and stroked me into oblivion.

Was this wrong? Probably.

Did I care? Not in the slightest.

I flattened my palm across my mouth, trying to stifle my moans of pleasure, but it was no use. I was too far gone. I was teetering on the edge, ready to rocket to the sky at lightning speed.

And just as I was about to tip over the edge, he ripped his fingers from me. I cried out as a rush of disappointment surged through my body. Why had he stopped?

“Arturo, what are you doing?”

“Come for me,mi princesa,” he demanded as he slapped his hand down against my clit.

Those five words combined with the spank were my undoing. I screamed as the orgasm surged through my body at record speed. Blood rang in my ears as sensation after sensation pounded through me. I was free falling and for the first time I felt as though someone would catch me. Someone that wasn’t obliged to.

“You’re so fuckin’ beautiful.” His tone was astounded, like he didn’t believe that I was really here. I continued to orgasm as he trailed kisses up my body stopping when he reached my lips. “I’m one lucky fucker,” he smiled before kissing me gently.

I didn’t know what to say. For once in my life I was at a loss for words. What did everything mean? Were we now together? Is that what I wanted? What would happen tomorrow?

“Stay with me,” he asked, a hopeful tone lacing his voice.

“Okay,” the word left my mouth before I thought about the repercussions of our actions.

He lifted me into his arms to pull back the covers. The moment I was settled under the sheets, he slid in next to me and pulled me into his side. I sighed and let my head drop to his chest.

“Goodnight,hermosa,” he whispered, stroking my neck.

“Night,” I smiled back, before allowing my eyes to close.

Tonight might have been a shit show, but so far it had been one of the best of my life.

I liked him. I really liked Arturo.

I was in so much trouble…

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