Love me Or Ruin me

Chapter Two

I was shaking uncontrollably on his massive desk, legs spread obscenely wide, my p***y grinding against Arian’s face like a desperate slut. His mouth was pure sin — sucking my swollen c**t hard, tongue-f*****g deep into my dripping hole, licking and slurping every drop of my juices with filthy, wet noises that filled the entire office.

The metal clamps on my n*****s throbbed with vicious pain every time I moved, but the pain only made my p***y gush harder. I couldn’t think. I could barely breathe.

“Arian… f**k —” I moaned, my fingers gripping his thick dark hair as my hips bucked wildly.

He growled against my cunt, the vibration shooting straight through me. “That’s right, Larissa. f*****g feed me this pussy.” He shoved two thick fingers back inside me, curling them brutally against my G-spot while his tongue lashed my c**t without mercy.

My o****m hit me like a freight train.

I screamed, thighs clamping around his head as my whole body convulsed. Hot pleasure exploded through me, p***y squirting and gushing all over his tongue and fingers. He didn’t stop. He kept sucking and finger-f*****g me through it, drinking every drop like a man dying of thirst.

When I finally collapsed, panting and trembling, he rose up between my legs like a demon. His mouth and chin were shiny with my c*m. His eyes were pure black hunger as he stared down at my wrecked body — red ass, clamped n*****s, dripping p***y.

He slowly removed the n****e clamps. The blood rushed back into my swollen buds, causing a sharp, burning pain that made me cry out again. Arian smirked darkly and leaned down, sucking each sore n****e gently, soothing the ache with his tongue.

But the gentleness didn’t last.

He straightened up, unbuckling his belt with one hand while staring straight into my eyes. The sound of his zipper was loud in the quiet room. His thick, heavy c**k sprang free — long, veiny, and rock hard, the thick head already leaking precum.

“Turn over,” he ordered, voice rough.

I obeyed instantly, flipping onto my stomach on the desk, my sore ass pushed up toward him. He kicked my legs wider apart and rubbed the fat head of his c**k up and down my soaked slit, coating himself in my cream.

“You’re going to take every inch of me tonight, Larissa,” he growled, pressing the head against my tight entrance. “And you’re going to thank me for ruining this tight little cunt.”

He slammed into me in one brutal thrust.

I screamed into the desk as he stretched me wide open. He was so f*****g big. The burn was intense, but it felt so good. He didn’t give me time to adjust. He pulled back and started f*****g me hard — deep, punishing strokes that made the heavy desk shake.

“f**k! You’re so tight,” he groaned, gripping my hips hard enough to leave bruises. “This p***y was made for my cock.”

Every thrust pushed me forward on the desk. My sore n*****s rubbed against the cold wood. My red ass cheeks jiggled with every powerful slam. The sound of his balls slapping against my wet p***y mixed with my broken moans and his low, animalistic grunts.

Arian fisted my hair and yanked my head back, arching my body as he pounded me even harder.

“Say it,” he demanded, voice dark and possessive. “Tell me who owns this cunt.”

“You do!” I cried out. “You own me, Arian— f**k, please don’t stop!”

He reached around and rubbed my c**t roughly while still destroying me with deep strokes. Another o****m was already building fast, my walls fluttering and squeezing around his thick c**k.

Without warning, he pulled out, flipped me onto my back again, and threw my legs over his shoulders. He drove back inside me even deeper in this new position, hitting spots that made my eyes roll back.

“Look at me while I f**k you,” he ordered.

I forced my eyes open. His face was inches from mine, dark and dangerous, sweat glistening on his forehead as he f****d me like he wanted to break me. He kissed me savagely, biting my lip again, tasting blood as he kept pounding into my soaked p***y.

“I’m going to fill this cunt up,” he growled against my mouth. “You’re going to leave here dripping with my c*m every single night from now on.”

His words pushed me over the edge.

I came hard again, screaming his name, my p***y spasming and milking his c**k.

Arian cursed loudly, thrust deep one final time, and exploded inside me. Thick, hot ropes of c*m flooded my p***y, filling me until it started leaking out around his c**k.

He stayed buried deep, breathing hard against my neck as we both came down.

After a long moment, he pulled out slowly, watching with dark satisfaction as his c*m leaked from my abused hole. He pushed two fingers inside me, scooping some of his seed and bringing it to my lips.

“Open.”

I obeyed, sucking his fingers clean, tasting both of us.

Arian smirked and stroked my cheek almost tenderly.

“Good girl, Larissa. But we’re not done yet. I still have plans for that pretty mouth and that tight little ass before the night is over.”

He lifted me off the desk like I weighed nothing and carried me toward the private elevator that led to his penthouse.

“This is just the beginning of your new life,” he whispered against my ear. “You belong to me now. Body. Soul. Everything.”