Chapter 2

Arthur’s POV 

The man’s kissing is rough, he's pressing into Bella and their lips move against each other's and she forces his tongue into her mouth, sucking at the tip of her tongue and Bella’s shallow breaths turns into moans.

Her hands clings onto the man's biceps, squeezing gently as their kiss deepens. She hasn't been kissed roughly like this, it's always been gentle pecks and kisses with her past relationships but this—she likes this. The roughness, the eagerness and desperation. She doesn't know when the man starts pulling her top over her head.

She stares longingly at the man's lips, it's not even swollen from the way they kissed but she’s sure her own lips are a tad bit swollen because they are throbbing, and aching for more kisses—just more anything. The man stares at her chest, her gorgeous tits hugged so perfectly by her white bra.

“Be a sweetheart and take that off for me.” The man says and Bella’s heartbeat quickened. She reaches behind her for her bra and slowly unclaps it and her boobs bounced around for a minute before coming to a stop and she tossed the bra aside. The man was shameless with his stares. She was pretty all over. She was nervous and he was using his pretty eyes to imagine his cock in between those round tits, rubbing in the middle of them and against them. He runs his big hands on her chest, purposely teasing a nipple and she groans, wanting more of the man's electrifying touch. It's been so long she felt another's touch and attention on her body.

She wanted more.

"Baby." The man calls breathlessly, pecking her swollen lips and Bella shamelessly whimpered at the new name of endearment, surprised at herself but she’s just gonna pretend this is all a dream and everything will return back to normal tomorrow. Though a part of her doesn't want any of this to end anytime soon.

The man takes her hand, grabbing her and taking her to the bathroom and has Bella facing the mirror. Bella stares at herself then at the man who's staring down at her plump ass covered in light blue jeans and she gulps, wanting to seek more friction but she waits.

The man circles her waist and moves lower where she starts taking her jeans off, alongside her white underwear, revealing her perky, plump ass.

The man hisses a bit, helping her get out of her jeans immediately before one of his hands rubs at her left ass cheek before swatting the flesh.

"Ah—" Bella groans, biting down on her lip at the sharp throbbing pain as she waits for the next slap because she knows it's coming. The man lands another slap but this time, on her right ass cheek and she jolts forward at the action, wincing in pain but she likes the pain.

She can't believe himself at this point.

The man stares down at the ass cheek he just slapped, sees the way it has turned a rosy color and he rubs over it, trying to ease the pain then lands another slap on the flesh and Bella cries out really loud, bracing her hand on the sink.

“Why? does it hurt?" The man asks and Bella blinks back her tears, biting down even harder on her lips to prevent her from crying out again. 

"No—no, it doesn't. " she lied, biting down on her lips again as another slap on the same ass cheek that the man has already landed two heavy slaps on comes again and she lets his tears fall.

"Are you crying?"

"It just feels intense—I like how it feels." Bella tells the man and it's not a lie. She’s never been spanked or even dragged into the bathroom to look at herself while she gets hit.

She can't believe he likes all this.

The man proceeds to spread her cheeks and sees something stuffed into her pretty hole and the man blinks, looking at Bella through the mirror to see a faint blush on her face. Her pussy is even a prettier sight, pink and wet that it’s clinging onto her clit. One spread and you can see her wetness dragging her pussy lips to stay together. Her cheeks are almost the same color as her rosy bare ass cheeks that have been spanked.

"You've been walking around with a butt plug all this while. You really wanted to get laid tonight right?"

"Mhmmm." Bella answers in a small voice. Her excitement builds and the man hooks his fingers around the head of the plug, pulling it out gently and a small 'Ah' leaves her mouth.

"You're so open, both of your holes are clenching on nothing but air." The man tells him, rubbing the skin under Bella’s rim while his other hand sets the butt plug on a towel and then his hand reaches for the cabinet, grabbing a can of lube and slicking his fingers with the liquid.

"Ready for my fingers, baby?" The man asks, teasing Bella’s pussy and chuckles a little when Bella suddenly clenches.

"I'm ready—yeah." Bella says breathlessly, pushing her hips back a bit and the man's fingers slips into that tight heat and she squeezes immediately.

"Fuck, you're so warm inside." The man says, pushing the finger out and pushing it back in immediately, fucking his finger mercilessly into Bella and she’s shuddering at the intense feeling.

"Does it feel good having a stranger's finger inside your pretty, tight little hole?" 

Bella completely wants to shut out the regret she knows she’s going to feel after this but she at least wants to enjoy it before the worst comes.

The man uses his free hand to slap Bella’s burning flesh when she doesn't get an answer to her question.

"I do—God." She answers, fresh tears making their way from her eyes, down to her cheeks.

The man adds two more fingers and her moans get louder, the man finger fucks her carefully, no matter how much he wants to be buried inside that heat, he still doesn't want to hurt Saint. His fingers go in and come out so easily, he doesn’t know how she does it but her pussy keeps trying to suck his fingers back in and he loves that she shamelessly wants it as much as he does. It also comes out wet with strings of white discharge and he just realized that she’s creamy.

"Oh my god...please, there, right there." Saint moans when the man's fingers poke her g-spot so easily.

"Found your sweet spot, here?" The man asks, angling his fingers and pushing in harder this time and he gets his answer when Bella suddenly starts coming. She’s squirming and shaking while it washes over her and the man doesn't stop fucking his fingers into her, tormenting her g-spot till he's sure he has milked Bella of all her orgasm. He pulls his fingers out and Bella whines at the loss but gets a slap on her ass to keep him quiet.

"You should see your ass right now, all rosy and flushed, so pretty." The man says and Bella preens under the attention.

"Fuck me now." Bella tells the man and a smirk replaces his features as he scurries out of his pants and boxer briefs at the same time.

Bella turns a bit to look over her shoulder to see the man's cock. Her heart lurches in fear, wondering how something so long and thick could fit inside her but he wants the stretch.

She can take it.

She wants to take it.

How hard can it be? She has taken dick before but lord, not as huge as this man’s. The man reaches for the cabinet again, grabbing a condom and putting it on before slicking his condom covered cock with lube.

He's satisfied with the amount of lube and so he looks at Bella through the mirror, not warning her before lining himself up with Saint's pulsing hole, sliding in slowly and he groans at the feeling of finally getting to be buried in such a warm tight heat.

It just feels right.

He almost comes when he pushes in a few more of his length, Bella has her eyes shut as her hole keeps swallowing the man's length up.

"Ah, fuck me. I'm ready, Fuck, I need you." Bella basically whines impatiently and her whines are replaced by a choked sob when the man pushes the rest of his length in, immediately hitting her g-spot again. It’s like he’s mastered exactly where it is and doesn’t hesitate to push her buttons.

"You're so wet inside, baby. Do you like this? getting filled with an actual cock?. Do you like being told that you're wet?" The man asks as he starts moving and Bella nods dumbly.

His thrusts aren't slow as Bella expected because well, her past relationships they all always started slow, treating her like an egg that'll break once it falls but this man—this man doesn't treat her that way.

The man is roughing her up, manhandling her and she enjoys every bit of it. The man continues at a faster pace, thrusting deeper and impossibly deeper and Bella is delirious with the pleasure.

"Has anyone ever fucked you like this?" The man asks as one of his hands leaves her waist and holds underneath her thighs and raises the leg so it's hanging on the sink.

"No, more—please." Bella begs, biting her lips to stifle her moans as the man resumes his merciless thrusts.

Bella enjoys the way her pussy is getting abused. She came out tonight for a simple passionate love making with anyone that was willing to have fun with her but she never thought she’d be getting the life fucked out of her.

The man is uncaring and he keeps thrusting harder, faster, his skin slapping her skin when he thrusts, his previous thrust harder, rougher than the previous and she’s drooling. 

"Come on baby, moan for me. Be loud." The man tells her when he notices she’s been biting her lip to stay quiet.

The man snaps his hips forward , harder this time and they both groan.

“Fuck-”

"Please sir—I want it harder." Bella tells the man as her tears start falling again and the man pulls out. He grabs the lube and takes her hand, leading her back into the bedroom, holding onto her because her legs are wobbly. Even though Bella is so wet, she still wanted to use lube just in case plus the lube made it hotter when he slid his dick out and it was shiny and oily even from her juices.

He slicks himself up with more lube before tossing the bottle somewhere he could easily find it and then spreads his hand open.

"Come here." The man tells Bella who was sitting at the edge of the bed and watching him and Saint shuffles closer even though her leg almost gives out. The man gathers Bella in his hands, lifting her up like she weighs nothing and a surprised gasp leaves Bella’s mouth.

"I'm gonna fuck you just like this, hold onto me so you don't fall although I don't plan on dropping you."

The man tells him, lining his cock up with Bella’s abused hole and pushes in on one go. The man proceeds to continue fucking into where he knows Bella loves it the most, hitting it harshly and pulling Bella harshly down onto his cock to meet all of his thrusts.

"Ah ah ah...goodness gracious." Bella doesn't know when that part leaves her mouth and the man's small laughter makes her chest squeeze with a sudden warmth.

Bella has never really hard the audacity to ask anyone from his past relationships to fuck her like this, like she’s a whore that needs to be fucked however, pushed around and ruined whenever.

She loves this, the way this man that she doesn’t even know what his name is just doesn't care about being nice but focusing on ruining her instead. She enjoys how she’s picked up and is getting thoroughly railed. She imagines the sort of back pain she’s going to have after all this but she doesn't care, she just wants to enjoy the moment because as much as it feels insanely good, it's not going to last.

"Are you close, baby?" The man asks, snapping his hips forward and Bella’s loud moan almost makes the man drop her but he holds her firmer, tighter, pounding her pussy without mercy.

Bella moans through it all, doesn't even remember her own name but the way the man angles his thrusts makes her crazy. A brutal thrust hits her g-spot in an unbelievable way and she cries out, body shaking and she’s burying her face in the man's neck as her tears start pouring down her already wet cheeks non-stop. It’s so good, so good, painfully good that she can’t help but cry out of pleasure.

The man continues using her, doesn't care that the woman he's fucking is crying and her tears are wetting his shoulders because he knows she’s only crying because he’s fucking her so good. He’s focused on giving Bella the best orgasm she’s ever gotten, the best sexual experience and he's going to stick by it.

"Isn't this what you wanted? Needed. a. good. hard. fuck." The man punctuates his last sentence with a hard thrust between each word and Bella nods dumbly, shuddering and moaning when she feels how close she is to submitting to the insane pleasure.

Her flushed tits are rubbing against the man's chest as she’s constantly pushed up and down the man's cock.

"Fuck, baby, you feel so good with my cock stretching your walls. Does it feel good, are you going to come for me?"

"Yes—m'close." Bella whimpers, bracing herself on the man's shoulder as she follows the man's intense thrust and one last thrust tips her over the edge.

"M' coming, m'coming, m'coming" It's almost like a song as she starts coming, body shuddering as she starts spilling on the man's stomach.

She trembles through it all and the man doesn't stop, he continues fucking her into overstimulation and over sensitivity and Bella would be a liar if she says that doesn't make her feel amazing.

She’s coming the third time tonight after another harsh thrust from the man and she squeezes so painfully that the man groans, burying his face in her neck as he starts spilling into the condom. He doesn't pull out immediately, just remains inside while they both catch their breaths.

The man's cock begins to soften and it slips out of Bella’s hole and she whines at the loss but she’s too exhausted to bother. She’s clinging onto the man even when she’s being dropped on the bed.

"I'll be right back, baby." The man tells her and walks away to dispose of the condom and grab a wet towel.

He starts cleaning Bella up and she lets the man do whatever, she’s fucked to stupor and she’s too exhausted to say or do anything. The man finishes cleaning up, also cleaning up her cum off and he walks back into the bathroom to dispose of the towel.

He comes back into the room, grabbing a shirt for Bella and he helps her put it on before wearing one too. He makes his way back to the bed to see Bella looking at him. She’s completely fucked out but the man still wonders how she looks unbelievably beautiful laying there with her legs closed, wincing a little bit from the pain.

The man helps cover her up with a blanket, tipping a can of water over her mouth so she can drink and she does. He drops the can of water before settling on the bed, beside Bella, pulling her to his chest.

"I'm sorry for being so rough baby, you just feel so fucking good. Did I hurt you?" The man asks, pressing his lips on her soft ones and Saint kisses back immediately.

"I'm fine, I enjoyed it that way. It felt so different and—thank you.”

"What are you thanking me for?" The man asks with a smile on his face. 

"I don't know if it's because I haven't had sex in three years but—but, it was really good and I feel amazing."

"I'm glad then, do you want to eat anything?"

"No. I just want to sleep."

Bella dozes off almost immediately and the man just watches her. He thinks about what he's doing, staring at a sleeping woman beside him is creepy but he can't help it.

She looks so beautiful and fragile laying there, lips parted and taking shallow breaths.

The man caresses her face, leaning down to peck her lips.

"How the hell has Gabriel been treating you?"

Gabriel?

Who-?