Page 96 of Arturo's Temptation

Fuck… I’m not in the mood for those wankers.

I debated checking the message, but another soon followed the first and curiosity got the best of me. I half expected to see the famousunknownbut I was taken aback to see a name I didn’t expect.

Mi princesa.

Guys night out… I’m impressed. I didn’t think you did friends.

Missing me yet?

What kind of a question is that?

I need to know the answer.

You know the answer.

I expected to see those three dancing dots but they never came. What came next near enough made me drop my damn phone. Isabella was sat on the bed in nothing but my t-shirt, legs spread open, as she slid her fingers into her pussy.

She was trying to fuckin’ kill me.

If only you were here.

Don’t you dare come.

Why not? I’m so close.

Because I’m the only one that makes you come.

But you aren’t here.

Don’t fucking come, Isabella. I’m warning you.

“Anyone I know?” Said a voice that brought me and my erection back down with an almighty fucking crash.

“Nope.” I pocketed my phone, the sight of Bella pleasuring herself was now permanently etched into my retinas. Lorenzo chuckled as I scrubbed my eyes with one hand.

“Judging by the look on your face, sure as heck seemed like someone important.”

“Just something I need to take care of later.” I told him honestly.

“Well, get another drink down you then. Night’s still young!” Lorenzo seemed in high spirits, and so was I until all I could think about was tasting my woman’s pussy. At this rate I wouldn’t be able to keep my word of waiting until she begged.

“I may have an early one.”

“No way! It was your idea, you aren’t leaving early!” Luca almost choked on his next beer.

“Wait, I know that face,” Tyler replied with a chuckle, “our man just got himself a booty call.” I wished he would shut his bloody mouth.

“Trying to get your dick wet, kid?” Red teased, slapping his hand to my shoulder.

“I didn’t get no fuckin’ booty call, and I ain’t goin’ home,” I breathed.

“Good man!” Lorenzo smiled, handing me a shot.

Fuck… Bella’s would kill me.

“Down it then. You won’t get fucked up just by staring at it,” Luca cheered, as Josh erupted into a bout of laughter.

“Yeah, it isn’t like you have a woman to get back to. So drink up, get fucked and let’s have fun!” Nicolo who was usually the quieter of the bunch had finally had enough drinks to join the party.

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