Matteo slid his tongue inside her core, wriggling it around as his mouth nibbled lightly and sucked on her wet pussy lips and clit. Isabella began letting out guttural moans, which made him ecstatic to see that he was giving her pleasure."Oh my God," Isabella moans, giving up watching and letting her head fall back to the bed because it feels so good. The way Matteo was licking her cunt was unlike anything she had ever experienced. Matteo grunted as he licked her, and the sound of his grunt turned her on even more. Isabella felt her orgasm growing inside her as he licked her, and all she could do was moan. The sound of her moans prodded Matteo to go on; he started sucking on her clit while driving his tongue deep into her as her moans kept coming out constantly. "Ahhh yes!" Isabella exclaimed and rocked her cunt against his mouth. She desperately wanted to grab his hair and grind his face harder against her cunt, but she felt he might find that offensive so she clenched her fist aga
'That's not true’, she said inwardly, but her silence wasn’t helping matters at all. She knew she had to tell him. Her heart was racing with anticipation; she wanted to tell him what she desired, but her shyness was holding her back.Matteo stood up to leave, but Isabella jolted up, reached up to him, and pulled his face down to her cunt. This was the first time she'd felt a real man suck her cunt, and she didn't want to mess it up by letting him go. She mustered up the courage before saying, "Please take me now, Matteo; I want more... Eat my pussy a little harder. I need more pleasure, so please give it to me”. She was surprised to hear herself talking like a slut while expecting him to quickly comply with her request. She could picture how surprised and proud Matteo's face was to hear her moan out those words, like he never expected it from her. She doesn't care what he might be thinking of her right now, as the only thing that filled her head was having him pleasure her between her
Matteo encircled his hands around her thighs, his fingers holding her folds apart as his face was buried in her wet pussy, solely focusing between her thighs as he frantically licked and sucked her cunt. He stroked his tongue up and down her opened slit, silently mumbling, "Fuck!" and tasting her juice as it seeped out of her cunt. "Mmmm… This tastes so wonderful," he muttered before lowering his mouth and plunging his tongue into her core."Ahhh! Oh, please, Matteo, don’t stop ", Isabella moans loudly as his tongue is buried deep inside her heated pussy. His tongue feels so fucking good that she grabs a fistful of his hair and bucks her cunt against his skilled mouth."Mmmm… Princess, Why would I stop when you taste so fucking good", Matteo replied huskily as he tongued her hole again in and out, then went wiggling his tongue as he lapped out every sweet juice inside her core while her legs beckoned him in with every stroking movement he made with his tongue."Yesss. Give it to me!"
"Princess", Matteo said as he rubbed his finger all over her cunt and smeared her juice all over her fold. He leaned his face down and took her clit into his lips, sucking and nibbling for a bit to distract her."Oh fuck Matteo!" Isabella jerked her legs up again.Matteo grinned and grazed her clit with his thumb before thrusting his three fingers deep inside her at once. She was so wet, so they easily slipped in. Isabella hissed, and he looked up at her with concern. "What’s wrong princess, does it hurts?""No", Isabella respond.And just as he had confirmed she was alright, Matteo sighed with relief. "Good girl," he purred, pressing his three fingers deep inside her as he rubbed her clit a little harder. "Are you ready now, princess?" He asked, waiting for her core to adjust to his finger. Isabella muttered a “Yes”, and Matteo continued. "I’m gonna move now", he said, then leaned in and began flicking her clit with his tongue just to make her feel pleasure as he slowly thrust his fi
"NO! Matteo, stop!!!" Isabella cried out as she reached down and gripped his wrist, striving to pull his finger free for her to cunt but he was way too stronger."That’s so bad of you, princess", Matteo stated, like he felt bad for her, and that’s when Isabella realized what she had just done. She disobeyed him by talking back at him. He began pounding his fingers in her cunt, this time more roughly and harder than before."I'm sorry, sir," Isabella begged, moaning and humping, clinging to him for dear life."Are you ready to go cum for your boss, princess?" Matteo inquired, his finger moving more quickly inside her."Yes, Matteo", Isabella moaned, clutching and squeezing his veiny arms tightly."Then cum for me, princess", Matteo said with a smirk, and immediately, her whole body succumbed to him, trembling as a strong orgasm erupted inside her and her juice was forced out by his finger as she cum.Matteo growled, gratified, as he made her cum onto his fingers. "Good girl, let it all
With Matteo’s smooth gaze fixed on Isabella, he unbuttoned his shirt slowly, revealing his strong, muscular chest. As he took his shirt off, he let it fall to the ground and exposed his flawless physique.Isabella’s stomach fluttered, and she wasn’t aware she was unknowingly licking her lips as her eyes took in the half-features of Matteo’s nude body. His shoulders were broad, his chest rippled with muscles, and his abs were strongly defined. Every part of his body was neatly shaved and clean. The sleeve tattoos on his arms and the prominent veins in every part of his arm make him appear breath-taking. ‘God!’ She thought she was hallucinating because Matteo looked like a sexy Greek male model. “Do you want it rough or hard”, Matteo asked, breaking the intense silence between them, his eyes scrutinizing her body and the overwhelming expression on her face.Isabella swallowed hard; her cheek flushed. “I… don’t know,” she responded in a silent whisper, sheepishly. She seemed shy that sh
Isabella felt hot when he posed that question and imagined how he would taste. Her mouth craves a taste of him, and so she would relish a taste of him cuming into her mouth. Isabella nodded in respond, and Matteo softly grasped the back of her neck and gently brought her face down to him while she parted her lips open to take his cock into her mouth.“Mmmm,” Matteo grunts as he inserts his rock-hard cock into her mouth, while Isabella spreads her lips wide enough to accommodate him as she takes in the moist cock head, then a half-inch of his cock length into her hungry mouth. His cock was just so large that her lips couldn’t wrap around him fully, so she clenched her inner cheek and mouthed only the head of his cock. He was very hard inside her mouth, and she could feel the veins in his cock bulging as well. “Suck it while I move, princess,” Matteo instructed, sensing she was inexperienced in this. Isabella held his cock tight between her lips and began sucking his cock, and he groane
"Then I will take responsibility for whatever happens to you if I don't pull out on time", Matteo stated, but Isabella didn't get what he meant, as all she wanted right now was for him to fuck her. As Matteo went up on the bed, he kissed her lap and thigh, then placed a kiss on her cunt, prompting Isabella to gasp. He spotted a little stretch mark on her stomach and kissed it. It had her gushing, knowing that he loves it. "I want to kiss every insecurities you have on your body, princess, so you know how fucking much I love every beautiful inch of you," Matteo said passionately, making her blush.Her legs spread wide open for him as he crawled up between her thighs, kissing every part of her body as he moved upwards towards her chest until his lips finally reached her breast, and he planted light kisses on her breast before mouthing her left nipples in his warm mouth and sucking them. His other hand moved to her other breast and played with her right nipple, pinching and rolling it b
"Please, just do anything you want with me, but don't report me to the police or expose the clip," Isabella cried out, her eyes tightly closed, hoping he hadn't hit the button.Leonardo let out a soft chuckle upon hearing her response. His smile widens as he raises an eyebrow inquisitively. "Anything I want...? With you?" he repeated, sounding intrigued by her offer."Yes!” Isabella responded sharply.“Excellent choice, Isabella," he remarks wickedly, and she opens her eyes sadly to meet his sinister gaze. "I want to fuck you, Isabella," he whispered. “Now, tell me how much you want me," Leonardo whispers with a devilish grin adorning his handsome features.“I want you, Leonardo," Isabella told him.“No," Leonardo countered, leaning in until their lips were mere inches apart.Isabella closed her eyes, uncertain about what more he desired from her.“Beg me to fuck you, Isabella," Leonardo commanded, squeezing her cheeks together tightly.“Please, fuck me Leonardo!" Isabella whispered,
Isabella eyes was fixated on the tape of Matteo engaging intimately with her. The audio continued to play, eliciting moans from the phone as the video progressed, leaving Leonardo feeling irritated and Isabella in a state of shock."Do you think I didn't know about your erotic affair with my brother?" Leonardo inquired, catching her off guard with his question. Isabella looked up, meeting his gaze, and he stared down at her. She was aware that he knew about her relationship with his brother, but what she didn't know was that Leonardo had been the one watching her and Matteo in the hallway."How could you, Leonardo?" Isabella asked, her voice filled with a mix of shock and disbelief as she attempted to snatch the phone from his hand.However, Leonardo swiftly evaded her attempt, extending his hand up and preventing her hand from reaching the phone."Oh, how could I?" Leonardo retorted, scoffing as he dipped his phone behind his pocket. "Well, why would you let my brother fuck you first
"None! Just let me go, Leonardo!" Isabella yelled at him as she tried to move away along the wall in the opposite direction.However, Leonardo promptly blocked her path by placing his other hand against the wall, thwarting her escape. "Do you think I would let you go so easily without punishing you for your mistake?" he asked, licking his lips hungrily as he stared down at her intensely."Sir, if you don't..." Isabella's voice trailed off as she struggled to speak under the weight of his penetrating gaze, which only made her feel extremely uncomfortable. "Don't even dare to scream, Isabella; the door is soundproof, so no one will hear you," Leonardo said, seemingly aware of what she might consider doing.Isabella felt a surge of fear, her stomach fluttering nervously. She couldn't comprehend why her body found something intriguing or exciting about him when he was blatantly trying to harass her inappropriately. "I'll pay for the damage. How much is it?" she asked, but Leonardo respon
Isabella's heart raced so fast with fear; she was so scared by his threat that she took two steps back, away from his reach."Leonardo, the..." Isabella begun, interrupted by his curt demand, "I don't care if the picture is yours or not! Just take off your clothing and prove it," Leonardo snapped, clearly irritated by her reluctance to comply with his command."It's not mine, Sir Leonardo," Isabella protested, tears welling up in her eyes, hoping he would believe her."Do you want me to involve the police?" Leonardo asked, raising an eyebrow with all seriousness, which caused Isabella’s eyes to widen and panic to surge through her. "I could call the police right now and sue you for attempting to seduce me," he threatened. "I've got proof, and I won't hesitate to expose you by stripping you naked in front of everyone," Leonardo asserted sternly.Isabella's whole body trembled with fear, wondering what she had gotten herself into. She questioned herself inwardly, 'Oh God, what have I do
Isabella wondered what he was asking about because she was only apologizing for coming late so he wouldn't fire her, but here he is talking about something else.“Please, what are you talking about, sir?” Isabella asked.Leonardo sighed and relaxed back on his swivel chair. It seems she doesn't understand what he meant and he needed to make it more obvious to her that he had seen the picture. "Did you think I didn't see the message?""What are you talking about?” Isabella asked to be sure what message he was talking about because she was sure she deleted the photo if it was that. “Of course I sent you the document”, She added with a nervous smile.Leonardo grew frustrated with her apparent bewilderment and snapped, "Stop pretending like you don't know, Isabella!" He asserted, causing Isabella to furrow her brows in confusion, wondering if there was something he knew that she didn't know.Judging from Isabella's continued puzzled expression, Leonardo was certain she was unaware of what
Leonardo stepped out of the elevator and hurried into his office. His erection was evidence, straining against his pants and causing him discomfort. He locked the door behind him, walked to his desk, sat down, and unlocked his phone again. It revealed in his phone that Isabella had sent the necessary documents he had requested, but the deleted photo still remained. She must have panicked after sending the photo to him. He thought.‘But what if this photo wasn't meant for me, then who was it meant for? My brother?’ He questioned inwardly. ‘It better not, because it wasn't part of the deal that he would still be involved with her’. Leonardo mumbled to himself."Fuck", Leonardo groaned, glancing down at his pants, where his cock was visibly straining the fabric. His erection had literally created a noticeable tent in his pants. The feeling was annoyingly painful, and he really needed relief. "Relax, it's just a boob photo; we're not even into boobs," Leonardo muttered to himself, attempti
"Sooo... back to business," Sofia continued, diverting her gaze to the tablet connected to the projector screen. She swiped her finger across the tablet-screen, displaying multimedia content on the projector screen for everyone to see. She began explaining further for better comprehension while the employees followed along with the visible projector screen. She proceeded to display a slideshow of graphs accompanied by pictures, saying, "We've been receiving numerous complaints about the hotel's customer service and low ratings from the customers..."Her words faded in Leonardo's ears, as he wasn't paying as much attention as the rest of the employees. He was worried that Isabella is yet to arrive at work, and it had been bothering him so much that she hadn't sent a respond to his request yet.Leonardo grabbed his phone from the table and started sending her a series of messages, expressing his frustration over her failure to send the documents he requested. Although the documents were
TWO HOURS AGO.Leonardo ended the phone-call with Isabella and entered the conference room, instantly, everyone promptly rose from their chairs to acknowledge his presence.All The employees were uniformly dressed in a white long-sleeve shirts paired with black skirts and pants, as per the prescribed dress code for the meeting. The uniform made them easily identifiable for the meeting. "Good morning, sir," the employees said in unison.However, Leonardo disregarded their greetings as he made his way to the head of the long, dark, glass-topped table, where he sat in the high-backed executive chair. His commanding presence captured the room's attention. "Get to work," he commanded brusquely, and the employees settled into the plush, cushioned chairs surrounding the table.Every chair was occupied except the one next to Leonardo, which was reserved for Isabella, the secretary."Sir..." a male employee raised his hand, requesting permission to speak, and Leonardo nodded, granting him per
The elevator beeped open before she stepped out of the elevator and entered the magnificent hallway that led to the conference room. As she walked through the hallway, she turned to look at the transparent walls beside her and caught a glimpse of the staff in the spectacular boardroom room. They were all packing up their stuff from the big table, while a few employees were already stepping out of the conference as they moved towards the elevator.It seemed to her that the meeting was over, but she needed to confirm. "Please, is the meeting over?" Isabella asked one of the employees passing by, but her query was met with a dismissive demeanor. The white lady's hurried attitude indicated she had no time for conversation."Please excuse me," the lady said, giving Isabella a light nudge before entering the elevator and departing.Something was wrong, Isabella could tell by their expressions. She quickened up her steps and arrived at the conference room’s entrance, and just as she was abou