Warning: Erotic scene ahead. Not suitable for those below eighteen - shoo away until you grow up younglings.

The third point of view:

Pedro had had his full of her wicked mischiefs, it was time to torture her the same way she did to him. So Isabella never saw him coming or so Pedro thought because when he stood and carried her off her feet to the couch, Isabella put her leg out between them before he had the opportunity to trap her with his body.

"You never learn, do you?" Isabella pushed him away slowly with her leg poking at his stomach.

Pedro was buck naked and her heated gaze dropped to his giant erection. Does that thing ever rest? She wondered. Not that she was complaining.

Isabella was adventurous and wouldn't mind trying every position and move possible. Sex was an act and for one to enjoy it, one must know how to maximize pleasure.

Her feet trailed down and teased his length, Pedro hissed at her warningly. She was playing with fire. So she had no choice but to put her feet down with an exasperated sigh. He was no fun.

"Well, since you've worked so hard, I'll give you a chance to please your mistress," Isabella said, intentionally arousing him by getting rid of her underwear in a slow sensual trail and then spread her legs, sending him an open invitation.

Pedro gulped, his eyes glued on her red, wet, and swollen p*ssy. He knew she was ready for him, the wetness lining up her slit, his breath became ragged.

"Why? "Isabella's breath began husky and smoldering, "You don't want it?" She slapped her thighs close and opened it again, desperate to see him lose control.

His member throbbed painfully and Pedro released a guttural growl, he was done being nice. It was time to get dirty.

Isabella squeaked when Pedro grabbed both of her thighs and pulled her forward so her legs were on either side of his kneeling position. Her breath hitched when his hand stroked her inner thigh while his breath tickled the velvety lips of her p*ssy.

And without wasting time, Pedro dove right in and ate her out like a man who had been starved for ages.

A scream ripped from Isabella's throat, her eyes rolling to the back of her head while her hands clenched the couch fabric tight. However, Pedro didn't give up, instead, he caught her nub between his teeth and sucked relentlessly.

"Oh my God!" Isabella couldn't hold back her moan, reeling from the sensation. However, Pedro still sucked her greedily as if he wanted to devour her entirely. And boy, he did devour her.

His tongue worked over her the way one tug at the strings of a guitar and she could only moan and whimper.

"God, that feels good," Her eyes went unfocused with pressure.

Isabella grabbed a fistful of his hair burying him inside of her as his tongue lashes over her unrelentless, slowly driving her to the brink. But just as she was about to reach the edge, he withdrew.

Isabella released a torrent of curses, finally realizing how bad it is to be teased and left halfway unsatisfied. She was about to curse his head off when Pedro pushed his middle finger into her, rubbing her clit.

Isabella gasped, breathing heavily. He was a good player. She arched her back, grinding on his hand. She was swollen, Isabella could feel it, but Pedro continued his ruthless attack.

A moan ripped out of her throat at the same time Pedro thrust his middle finger up and down against her slick folds.

Her body throbbing with desire, Pedro increased the pace of his fingers and she orgasmed real quick, her body quivering with pleasure.

His hand slipped out of her fold real quick and he flipped Isabella over without warning such that she was on all fours on the couch.

"No, no, no," Isabella, realizing what he was about to do, tried to protest when he grabbed her hips and slammed into her in one vicious stab.

A scream ripped from Isabella's throat, tearing through the entire house. Pedro had come into her so hard that she forgot all about fighting him - she was the one supposed to ride him, not the other way round.

A shudder of delight rippled through her body, she had felt that single delight penetrates to her very entrails. Her chest heaved and a sheen of sweat covered her forehead, her center throbbing for a deep, never-ending, mind-boggling bang. That was what she had intended to give to Pedro but it seems she wasn't the only one with that intention.

This time Pedro leaned over so his chest covers Isabella's back and reached under her and grabbed her breast, kneading it just as he thrust into her hard once again.

A shout worked its way out of her throat, moaning incessantly as Pedro's hands hooked up her bra and began to work her nipples. Isabella arched back such that her head rested on his shoulder and Pedro angled his face and claimed her lips in that uncomfortable position, still inside of her.

Pedro didn't stop kissing her nor does he stop touching her, giving her a great pleasure that robbed her of all sanity. Right now and then, Isabella was sure as hell that she would agree to any ridiculous idea her boyfriend suggested to her. He held her under a spell. A strong sensual one.

Then Pedro broke apart, pushing her back down as he began to thrust into her, harder and deeper. Isabella whimpered, going ahead to grab the top of the sofa hard, bracing herself against it, her body tightening with the intrusion.

Pedro relentlessly pumped into her as if he was torturing her for the earlier teasing and assault of his body. He moved in and out of her body forcibly and she had no choice but to meet each and every one of his savage thrusts.

Suddenly, sparks flooded her vision, a shudder gripped her body and she ruptured with a harsh cry. However, Pedro didn't give up, this time, he pounded away at her. Faster. Deeper. Harder.

Isabella thought she wouldn't be able to take it but her body came back alive without a trace of pain. She must have a huge appetite or something else why would her body keep betraying her for more.

"Fuck! Yes!" She moaned, rolling her backside in tune to his powerful thrusts. This dark side was new to Pedro or maybe he had it all along - hidden abd tamed - she loved it.

Isabella screamed, shaking, shivering, and clinging to the couch for dear life as he pumped into her ferociously hard as if he wanted to bury himself inside of her.

A choking scream was ripped from Isabella's throat as she came violently while a guttural groan was released by Pedro seconds later, the waves crashing over him.

Pedro lay on her for a few seconds before he wrapped his hands around her waist and laid down with her on the sofa, Isabella snuggled right on top of him. The both of them were naked.

For the first time, Isabella didn't have the energy to deal with Pedro for manipulating and taking advantage of her big opportunity to "fuck his brain out ". She was tired and needed sleep.