Chapter 52: I Love How You Smell

Chapter 52: I Love How You Smell

Abigail

“You are unbelievable.” Luciano muttered and I smiled up at him, satisfied with the results of my actions.

He was breathing heavily, his chest moving in and out and I thanked the goodness that no guards were near the kitchen at the moment. He pushed his dick back and zipped up, his straight expression turned into a soft smirk and in one fast motion he pulled me up on my feet. I inhaled sharply when he roughly backed me up until my back hit the wall. He towered above me and his large hand wrapped tightly around my throat, forcing my chin up. He chuckled.

“You think that you have control now, huh? Just because you sucked my dick?” I smiled up at him.

“I think I have control because you begged for me to pleasure you.” His smirk faded and I watched as his tongue grazed the inside of his teeth.

“I will show you exactly who owns who.”

He didn't give me a chance to respond as he gripped my hand and pulled me with him to the dinner room. A confused expression coated my face, what are we doing here? I soon got my answer when he lifted me up on the huge dining table and forced my legs apart. His hand took a hold on the back of my neck where he pulled my head back to meet his eyes. He leaned closer, so close that I could feel his breath on my lips. The arousal was practically running down my thigh onto the table. His free hand roughly forced my skirt up, giving him free access to both my bare thigh and pussy. He kneaded the skin hard enough to make me whimper from the pain. Despite that, it went straight to my core, adding more wetness.

He pushed my panties aside and I heard him dragged his zipper down again. When I felt the tip of his dick against my entrance, my lips parted.

“Just like I that, you are fucking dripping for me. Does it turn you on to have my dick in your mouth, angel?” He asked as his dick slid inside me. My brows knitted together and I widened my legs to take more of him.

“I am going to fuck that attitude you have right out of you. You want that, right?” He asked but I didn't respond as his slow thrust took my ability to form a sentence.

“What? You can't talk now?” He said through his teeth.

He began pounding into me at an impeccable pace, making the table rock back and forth. I swore under my breath as I felt his aggression through the way he fucked me. He was getting back at me for trying to take control by destroying my pussy. I started moaning when he went deeper, making my back arch and I clenched around him.

“The next time I am fucking you on this table will he in a room full of people, to show exactly who fucking owns you. But a little slut like you want that, isn't that right?” His grip around my throat tightened, pressing on the sides and my eyes shot open. I nodded at him.

“Yes,” I gasped.

I was second away from an orgasm but he slowed down and chuckled when I whined. He looked down at me and his hand moved to grab my jaw where he held it steadily.

“Beg for it,” he mumbled.

And just like that, he had full control again and I didn't want to give him the satisfaction of my obedience but I was desperate for a release.

“I will stop if you don't speak.” He smirked, using my own words against me.

I stayed quiet and he seemed to have lost his patients, his grip around my jaw tightened and made me whimper.

“I said beg.” He gritted slowly in a dangerously low tone. His slow and almost completely still pace made me so weak.

“Please,” I breathed and he chuckled when he heard me mutter the words.

“You can do better than that, baby girl. Come on, be is a good girl and beg for me to let you cum.”

“Please, let me cum for you.” I sighed, he patted my cheek in a degrading way, still gazing into my eyes.

“Good girl,” he smirked and finally started moving faster again.

He soon fucked me so hard that I was sure the table was going to break, my legs wrapped around and trying to urge him to go deeper and be obliged. My head tilted back and my hand on his arms tightened. When the orgasm washed over me, I cried out his name and I felt his sperm shoot into me. He grunted as he continued thrusting, every single drop of his cum coating my inside. I am so glad that I was on birth control, I would have become pregnant by now because of the way he always releases inside me at all times.

“That was the last time I will let you take control.” He breathed, tilting my head back to look at him.

'We will see.’ I murmured to myself, not wanting him to hear.

Right after we had shower, went to bed. It was already later, about two at night and I laid down and pulled the duvet over my body. I had one of his shirt on as usual, it was comforting even if he was right by me side. I loved the way his clothes smelled which was him. I felt the bed dip behind me and felt two strong arms pull me back, one of his arms wrapped around my stomach intertwining with my fingers while the other one was under my head. His face nestled in my neck, inhaling my scent.

“I fucking love how you smell.” He mumbled, making me smile.

“You do?” I chuckled.

“Yes, you smell like a meadow of flowers.” He muttered in a sleepy voice.

I kissed his hand and heard his breathing slow down and my eyes closed, falling to sleep as well.

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I woke up the next morning by the sun shining through the window, I groaned and turned around, seeing a sprawled out Luciano, still asleep. He was laying on his back, his muscular chest on a full display. He was so handsome, actually he was even beautiful. So perfectly sculpted, my hand lifted to softly caress his chest, tracing the outline of his tattoos. They looked so sexy on him

It was simple moments like this where I was doubtless about the fact that he was the man I wanted to spend my life with. It wasn't just the great sex we had that made me want to be with him but all of him. The way his eyes lit up when he was happy or the way his dimples show when he laughs or how he always makes sure that I know how much I mean to him. I had never had a relationship like this and I had no idea it could feel so good. He is the best thing that has ever happened to me and I am so happy that I met him that night at the nightclub.