Chapter 31: Pull Up Your Dress

Chapter 31: Pull Up Your Dress

Luciano

“Do it,” he mumbled again.

In a quick move, I directed the gun to his thigh and fired it. He screamed.

“What the fuck!” He gritted.

In a show manner, I moved the gun to his other thigh and his eyes followed the movement. He shook his head.

“Just kill me, you idiot.”

Oh, I will. Another bullet in his thighs, he screamed again and the blood was dripping on the floor, painting it red. Lastly, I lifted it to his head and his jaw clenched.

“We will ruin everything you have.” He breathed and I smirked.

“You are not capable,” I whispered the last thing he would hear and the shot echoed, it became quiet. I got up and put the gun back where it was.

“Deal with this,” I gestured to his lifeless body, my brother nodded. I walked out and decided to take a shower at home to get rid of the blood on my face. I didn't care for it, though. I was used to it.

Stepped out of the shower, I wrapped a towel around my waist and made my way to my room. I heard the door click open and a muffled voice downstairs and I recognized one of them immediately. I turned to walk to the stairs as I suspected Abigail had arrived, she had been here a lot the last few days, not that I am complaining. I like having her close, making sure she is safe. She was greeting the guards as usual and then walked towards me with her nose on her phone.

I was standing at the top of that stair, just watching as she stepped up. She hadn't noticed me yet, she was wearing a beautiful simple dress and it showed off her curves and legs perfectly. She looked stunning as always, I had never seen anyone so perfect before, I felt something in my stomach as I studied her. The way her hips swayed with every step, her long hair bouncing on her lower back. Although it was a foreign sensation, I forced it away. She almost bumped into me as her eyes were locked on her screen and she gasped. Her head snapped up and I smirk, I observed as her eyes glazed over my bare chest.

“You scared me,” she walked up the last step and wrapped arm around my neck. My hands found their way around her waist and my face muscles in her neck, inhaling her floral scent.

She smelled heavenly and it soothed me, she giggled when I nipped at the sweet spot just between her shoulder and neck. I smiled, I loved how responsive she was.

“You should look where you step next time, angle.”

She pulled her head back from my neck and gave me a quick peck on the lips and I furrowed my brows.

“That is all I get?” I mumbled.

She bit her lip and nodded, turning to walk downstairs again to the kitchen. Is she really serious now? I walked after her, trying to get a hold of her arm but she pulled away.

“Get over here.” I muttered.

When we reached the kitchen, I finally got a grip of her waist, pulling her back to my front.

“Don't act like a brat.” I whispered into her heart.

I slapped her ass and let her go, she let out a surprise squeal. It was already dark outside as it was probably eleven in the night. She put her bag on one of the chairs and jumped up on the counter, looking at me with a glint in her eyes. I could practically smell her arousal from here, I slowly walked to her, pulling her legs wider apart to stand between them. My hands caressed her bare skin and her eyes followed the movement. She let out a desperate whimper when my fingers grazed over her soaked panties.

“Such a needy little thing, aren't you?” She nodded, biting her lip.

I heard her mutter a please and her begging made the blood flow through my hard díck. I took a hold of her legs, pulling her closer so my crotch was against her center. I hadn't been inside her for long now, way too long. I lifted my hand and took a hold of her hair, forcing her head closer to whisper into her ear.

“I am going to fuck you on every surface in this fucking house and you are going to take it like the little wbore I know you are.” She whimpered at my words and I hummed in her ear. I lowered myself on the floor, my face right by her pussy.

“Pull your dress up.” She obeyed and I moved her panties aside, giving me the perfect view of her wet pussy. She was dripping, so fucking ready for me. I placed one hand on her ass, keeping her in place while the other caressed her thigh. I kissed her skin, closer and closer to where she wanted me the most, her head tilted back when I got to her folds and her hand lifted to the back of my head, taking a grip on my hair. Her soft whimpers drove me fucking crazy, I have never wanted to destroy someone so much. My tongue licked all the way from her hole to her clit and her hips bucked, urging me to give her more. I slapped her ass and she gasped.

“Stay still,” I demanded with a growl.

She did as I instructed and while my lips sucked on her sensitive clit, my fingers slowly entered her. She immediately started moaning, her mouth forming an o' shape. Her eyes fluttered close when I picked up the pace.

“You take my fingers so well, don't you?”

“Yes, daddy.” She whimpered, a deep growl erupted from my throat. I felt her clenching around my fingers, she is close to an orgasm.

“Good, cum on my tongue.” I urged her.

Her grip on my hair tightened and she tilted her head back, moaning loudly. The guards were probably uncomfortable now but I couldn't care less. When my tongue replaced my fingers, she let out a last moan before she exploded, her sweet juice coating my tongue. I slurped it all up into my mouth as she relaxed on the counter, breathing heavily.

I stood up, taking a hold of her throat as I towered above her small body. She looked at and pulled her face close, I forced her jaw open and leaned closer. I spit her own cum into her mouth and she swallowed it and I watched her intently. It was so fucking arousing.

“Is my whore ready for my dick?” She nodded.

“Yes, please.”

I dropped my towel and pushed her flat on the cold surface. She was still sensitive from her orgasm but I didn't give her any more time to relax. With a quick move, I shoved myself into her and she whimpered in pain, mixed with pleasure. I grunted, she felt so fuck good around my dick and I took a hold of her legs, forcing them up towards her chest to let me fúck her deeper. I pounded into her hard and she whimpered.

“Please, I am too sensitive.” She gasped and I slapped her ass.

“Shut the fuck up and take it.” I gritted out, fucking her tight hole even harder.

Soon the house was filled with her loud moan of pleasure, she looked so fucking good with my dick deep inside her. Soon, I felt her clenching, on the verge of an orgasm once again.