Chapter 100: Things You Do To Me

Chapter 100: Things You Do To Me

Abigail

I woke up again right before we reached the mansion and I let out a tired sigh as I fought against the need to fall asleep once again. To prevent that from happening again, I focused on Luciano's hand drawing patterns on my thigh.

“Sleeping beauty is finally awake.” He teased, glancing my way while pulling up to the mansion. Apparently, l had slept the whole way here.

“Thanks to you, I will be sleeping like a log tonight.”

He chuckled and patted my knee, he had just stopped the car and gently took a hold of my chin to meet his eyes.

“Trust me, my angel. I have other plans for you tonight.” He said, a glint in his eyes that I had seen so many times before.

“I am not surprised,” I gave him a mocking smile and moved away from his touch and almost laughed at his smirk falling from his face.

“I will force that dirty tongue off you into better use very soon. I might even mark that tight throat you have while I am at it.” He muttered as we stepped out of the car. He adjusted his suit and walked to my side with his hands digging into his pockets.

“So grumpy,” I smirked, reaching closer to the reaction I was hoping for.

He truly shuts me up with a pat on my butt and a tiny glare, but I only chuckle at him.

“You might not get anything if you keep teasing me like that.” He tried to warn me. I rolled my eyes and answered in full sarcasm.

“Gosh, I would be devastated if that would ever happen.” I said.

“But now that I think about it, I can always satisfy myself.” I looked down at the stone path as we walked towards the entrance and I felt his eyes tiredly looking at me from the side of my eye.

“I doubt your fingers would be a better job than mine, angel.” He scoffed.

“I can take care of your pretty little pussy all night, and you will still beg me on your knees for more.” 

His dirty words made my heart skip a beat, exciting my lower regions utterly. I could basically hear the cocky smirk in his deep voice and the words that erupted were all but a lie. But I loved teasing him right before he fucked my brain out. Right when we reached the door, I turned to him as my back rested against the wooden surface.

“Care to test that theory?” I smirked, playing with the tie that wrapped around his neck.

“What does the winner get?” He grinned back, taking a step closer until his face hovered above mine.

My eyes flickered at his lips as I hummed, thinking about my options, and then I came up with the perfect price.

“The loser will be tied up by the end of tomorrow night.” I said, looking up at him as he thought about this answer.

I knew he disliked losing control and I knew that he must be certain of his statement to agree to this. If all went well tonight, meaning I will not end up begging him to take me, I will have my man at my mercy next time we have sex. Luckily for me, his ego seemed to be high enough.

“Deal,” as soon as the word left his lips, be attacked my mouth in an aggressive kiss. 

With our lips still attached to each other, he pushed me up against the door, twisting the door-handle behind me to back us up into the mansion. It must have been eleven o'clock already because the guard was no longer inside the house, so instead of trying to break apart, I wrapped my arms around his neck to pull him closer. There were, of course, always guards outside the mansion along the walls of every entrance, but during the night, we tended to get loud, so now they won't hear as much. While he backed me up against a wall, his mouth skimmed down my jaw until it latched onto my throat, nipping and kissing until my head was thrown back. My fingers snaked through his hair and pulled while his hand palmed and cupped my center, which was growing wetter in seconds.

“Gosh, the things you do to me.” He muttered against my skin, creating goosebumps from the light breath of air leaving his lips.

A soft moan left my lips when he hit my shoulder, the pain immediately turning into pleasure by the feeling of his teeth. When he lowered down onto the floor, my eyes followed his movement intently and his hands trailed after his mouth, roaming the curves of my waist and hips until they went under my dress. His eyes were still locked on mine when his finger hooked the hem of my underwear and pulled them down, a dark cloud of thirst and lust floating over his irises. The thin material that covered my now bare pussy fell to gather by my heel. He swept one of my legs over his shoulder, having his face now in a straight line with my center. I had to grab onto his other shoulder for support, both for balance and for what was coming.

“Your little pussy is so eager today. Already dripping wet.” He said, smirking as his fingers dragged along the line of my opening.

A sign of arousal left my lips as I looked down at him between my legs, the intensity in his eyes making the whole situation so much more intimate. It was as if he was searching my face for clues about what I wanted him to do next and every little gasp from me was rewarded with a rumbling sound from within his chest.

“Fuck, Luciano.” I breathed his name in desperation. His fingers only teased my folds, and it drove me insane, making my nails dig into his biceps.

“Are you ready, angel?” 

“More than ever.” I breathed with a  smile and he replied with one before leaning forward.

My leg on his shoulder was kept still and spread by his firm grip around my thigh while his tongue came in contact with my center. With a light gasp, my head tilted to rest against the wall behind me, enjoying every stroke and flick of his tongue that sent waves of pleasure through my body. My whole body was on a full high and the immense pleasure he was giving me was almost overwhelming, and yet he had barely even begun. I thought I was getting used to his rough and magnificent ways of touching me, but every time it was like he set my body on fire and feasted off the flame.

It wasn't long before the first orgasm ripped through me and my eyes automatically shut while my back arched away from the wall. Moans kept erupting from my throat, and he allowed me to ride it out, still sucking and pleasing my clit and folds. I had to literally bite my cheek to stop myself from begging him to fuck me instead. I barely had time to come down and catch my breath before he pushed two fingers into me, immediately starting to thrust them in and out. My hand fisted in his hair, earning groans that vibrated against my sensitive center that his lips were still attached to.