Chapter Fifteen

Isla definitely hadn't been expecting this. She even pounded on Arturo's back twice before he slapped her on the ass.

"Cut it out," he said.

"Put me down!" Isla pressed her hands against Arturo's lower back so that her head wouldn't be hanging completely upside down.

The world became right side up again, and the rush of blood to her face stopped, but now she had a good feel for the muscle that was beneath Arturo's very expensive, probably tailored just for him, clothes.

His ass was only an inch or so lower. She could even reach out and touch it if she wanted to. He'd slapped her ass, after all, so why shouldn't she-

Isla shrieked again when she was unceremoniously dumped onto Arturo's huge bed. She bounced, but barely. The mattress and sheets beneath seemed to catch her and form right to her body.

Isla shoved her hair out of her eyes and stared, transfixed, as Arturo crawled on top of her.

Men had done this before, but only now did it make her shiver with anticipation, mostly because Arturo wasn't smiling like a man who was both a lover and a friend would. He stared at her like a cheetah approaching a gazelle. Predator and prey. It was sexy as fuck

The goosebumps rose up on Isla's body, on her arms, her legs, thighs, absolutely everywhere. The tingling, buzzing sensation that made her want to jump out of her skin in the absolute best possible way increased when Arturo's body was against hers.

She could feel the heavy weight of him, of all of that muscle and power just rippling beneath the surface of his clothing, and he was staring at her like she was a meal to be devoured quickly and savagely, not slow and gentle.

Her hands made their way to the back of Arturo's strong neck. She felt the soft hairs that were there outside of his ponytail.

"I'm going to fuck you. Hard and fast. You might come, you might not, but I'm willing to bet good money by the way you're looking at me that you most likely will."

That shocked her, and her hand fell away from his neck. "You don't care if I have an orgasm or not?"

Arturo shrugged. "It's preferred, but it won't ruin my time if you don't."

Isla stared at him, squinting her eyes a little, as though she might be able to see some sign that he was playing around with her hovering right in front of his face.

No such luck. "I can't tell if you're being serious or not." She wiggled her hips, lifting her knees and bringing Arturo's pelvis closer to her inner thighs.

Of course, this meant that her red skirt fell down around her hips. Her panties were exposed, but Arturo was still looking into her eyes. There was a clear excitement there, and she knew she had him.

"Does the famous womanizer Arturo Calendri have a habit of not getting his women off?"

"He has a habit of not letting his women play with him."

Isla tensed, and Arturo smirked, thrusting his hips forward so she could feel hot hot, hard, and ready his cock was, just on the other side of a few layers of clothing and lacy panties. Isla shivered. She sucked in a sharp breath through her mouth and bit down on her bottom lip. It was all she could do to hold back a pleasurable groan.

"That's right, thought you had me there, didn't you?"

Shit.

Arturo thrust forward again, letting Isla feel his cock one more time, and she could have sworn that she was more affected by this than he was.

It had been a while, after all, and now her body was hot and bothered like no one's business.

"I've never had a complaint, just so you're aware," Arturo said, his voice perfectly normal, not at all like he was fighting back a building pleasure that was driving Isla to the brink of insanity. "But I'm not about to waste my time worrying about the orgasm of a woman who just can't get off at the time. I'm told that being fucked by me is pretty spectacular, but regardless of that, the female body doesn't work like that."

"Like what?" Isla asked, panting, struggling to keep her eyes open and the little noises she wanted to let out properly contained.

"For example, just because I happen to be good in bed, doesn't mean that you're magically going to come when I put my dick inside of you. And just because you can't come, doesn't mean I shouldn't get to enjoy myself either."

Isla shook her head. Not because she disagreed, but because she couldn't contain herself. She had to do something. Had to wriggle, had to move. Arturo was getting her off just by rubbing her clit with clothed cock.

"Isn't...isn't that selfish?"

"What? Wanting sex when you don't?"

"Yes," Isla said. She wasn't entirely sure if she was agreeing with him, or just moaning from the pleasure building inside of her. That balloon felt like it was going to burst any second now.

"No. Not at all," Arturo said. "You're confusing that I might want to have sex with you when you're not in the mood, with pressure and force. Haven't you ever put out for a man before when you weren't in the mood, just to enjoy it later?"

"This...this is a...weird conversation to have when...when you're doing this?" Isla said.

The pleasure inside of her had reached a plateau. Arturo was moving slowly now, preventing her pleasure from rising any higher, but keeping it right at the level that it was.

His next thrust was harder, however, and his voice equally so. "Answer the question."

"Yes! All right?"

Arturo smiled, and he pulled himself off of her.

A thrill of panic shot through Isla's body. "What are you doing?"

Arturo's fingers worked on the buttons of his dress shirt, taking it off and his jacket at the same time before he threw them onto the floor. As if the expensive clothes had come from a Wal Mart instead of a store that probably charged hundreds, if not thousands, for them.

"Relax, I'm not going anywhere," Arturo said.

Isla hadn't seen him half dressed like this since that first day she met him. Well, not the first time she met him, but the first time she was aware of who he was. It was different now because his skin, that taut muscle, was much closer, easier for her eyes to appreciate and right there for her hands to touch.

His skin was warm, on the verge of producing a sweat probably, considering what they'd been doing.

"I want you to take my belt off and undo my pants."

Isla looked away from his chest and up at him. He stared back with expectation.

No point in pretending she didn't understand. She nodded, and reached her hands up to undo his belt. Her fingers worked quickly, as though he was strapped to a bomb and she needed to get it off of him as quickly as possible.

"You're eager. Good."

"Well, I don't think I'm in any danger of not coming," Isla said, glaring up at him for that, but there wasn't too much heat in the look.

It was difficult to be resentful about the sort of highs Arturo had just been giving her.

"That was just to prove a point," Arturo said. "My women do get off, and I never want to hear you say that if you didn't, it was because of something I did or didn't do. That most certainly will not be the case."

"No, it'll just be my fault."

"Precisely. It's your body, and if you're making plans on just lying there and doing nothing, then don't expect me to put up with you getting angry that you didn't get off."

"Did Angela ever have this talk with you? Is that why you're laying down the law with me?"

The words left her mouth before she really thought about the wisdom of saying them, but instead of being angry, Arturo just smiled at her, a wry sort of look. "Her and a few others. You just need to know this is a two way street. If you want me to get you off, then you're going to have to participate."

Isla thought she was participating well enough, but truth be told, had Arturo not commanded her to take off his belt and pull down his pants, she might not have had the courage to actually do something like that on her own, and she didn't consider herself shy either.

But she did tend to let the man take control when in bed with her. It had seemed easier, and even though none had ever really fucked her in the way that Arturo was describing he would do, their gentle lovemaking hadn't exactly been exciting either.

A two way street? All right.

"I can do two way street," Isla said, and without any prompting, when Arturo's belt was loose enough, the button to his pants undone, Isla flattened her palm and slid her hand beneath the waist of his pants.

She felt a line of hair trailing down from his stomach, to his pubic hair. He was trimmed, and then she felt the thick shaft of his cock. The organ jumped in her hand, and it was hot. Hot enough to make her pulse jump right along with it

Not just jump, either. Isla's pulse actually started to skip with the excitement of what she was doing. It was somehow more exciting because she wasn't looking at his cock, but she had to rely completely on touch, because there was no way she was looking away from his eyes.

She wanted to see the expression on his face when he finally lost control.

Arturo finally closed his eyes, just as they rolled into the back of his head. His lips parted in a sigh, and that look on his face was by far the one thing that made her feel so in control of the situation. Not that he was hard for her, they'd already established that he had a healthy enjoyment of sex. Maybe a little too healthy. No, it was the look on his face that made her realize she was on equal footing with him.

"You want me to participate? All right," Isla said, rolling her hips now, feeling his hard cock press against her wet panties, and it drew a soft moan from her, and a guttural sounding groan from him. "I can definitely do that."

Arturo growled-He actually growled!-as he leaned down and angled his head to kiss her.

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