Staring directly at the men on their knees, he gripped my chin with his free hand and dragged my face to his, lifting me to my tippy toes. His lips crashed into mine, his tongue licking into my mouth in a searing hot kiss—one that sent tingles straight to my clit. It was a fiercely dominating kiss, one that screamed possessiveness. Claiming. He was showing these men that I was his, and he wouldn’t let their actions go unpunished. Arturo wanted them to see, to watch the control he exerted over me, to know that he owned me. I moaned and tried to move into him, desperate to feel the hard lines of
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Fine, this is hot af 🥵
