Chapter 92: You Taste Divine

Chapter 92: You Taste Divine

Luciano

Every single person faced the door to the dining hall when it was pushed open, causing a clicking sound to bounce against the walls. Just like every else, my eyes wandered over the stunning brunette as she strides across the wooden floor with confidence.

Her steps are soft, next to inaudible despite the high heel she was wearing. Her eyes gaze over the close to a hundred heads and when they finally settle on mine, a smile erupts on her lips. She walks over to me at the head of the table and takes a seat right beside me, crossing her legs the second she is comfortable.

“Am I late?” Abigail asked, looking at me and I shook my head.

“They can wait.” I replied.

She places her forearms horizontally on the table and I move my hand to caress her thigh and my finger slips under the hem of her dress where I feel her warm body heat radiating off. Both of us looked ahead once the silent crowd was seated along the table. It has been one week since my talk with her father and I have called in my best soldiers and men to attend this meeting where we will decide how to deal with the situation.

“You all know why I have called you here today. As you may have noticed, a certain Lotus Mafia had decided to stir up some drama once again. Metteo Santana has decided that he wants to have a little chat with me in private.” I said loudly and a mumbling voice filled the room, the tones with worry and irritation.

“We already assume that this is a trap and Metteo will probably have his men lined up to strike the second I walk in. That is why we need to do the same.” I continued.

“But I don't understand.” One of the men said.

“Why the hell would Metteo start something? Especially after they stole our products.”

There was a murmur that yet again filled the room and I sighed.

“Shut up!” I shouted and it immediately died.

“This has nothing to do with our cartel apart from that, Abigail is the target.” I explained and watched as their eyes moved to the woman sitting next to me.

“When we attack, I expect every single one of you to be prepared to sacrifice your own lives if it saves hers. That is an order.” I said with a firm and hard tone to which they all nodded in response.

I feel Abigail's eyes darted to me and I meet her gaze. I know she doesn't want anyone to get killed in her place but this is the way it has to be.

“Where is the meeting taking place?” Ambrose asked as he is situated closest to me.”

“Oshodi, apparently he has a casino there. That means a lot of people and we have to keep our eyes open.” I said, moving my gaze to one of my men.

“Are the weapons inspected, Francis?” I asked and he nodded.

“Yes, we have automatic rifles, a couple of Wilson combat rifles along with vests to each man.” He said with certainty.

“That is very good.” I nodded.

“Our equipment is prepared for any sort of danger, we will talk them down.”

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Abigail POV

After a couple of hours of discussing a specific plan, Luciano and I are left alone in the mansion. The guards are standing on the bottom floor, although they were silent enough to be mistaken for mannequins at a clothing store. While Luciano speaks on the phone with someone while sitting on the bed, I walked out on the balcony to get a whiff of some fresh air. I took a deep breath and blew out through my mouth as I leaned on the railing and let my eyes settle on the strays of moonlight that bounce off the waves in the horizon. Apart from the small lamps that lit up the property, there were no other sources of light in sight.

The forest that surrounded us is dark and peaceful, almost giving off a spine chilling sensation. Instead of turning around by the approaching footsteps, I waited for his arms to wrap around my waist where they offer a feeling of security.

“Ambrose said that there are still a couple of weapons that we were waiting for. Hopefully, they will arrive in time.” He sighed.

“I am sure it will be fine.” I said softly.

He pulls me closer while his mouth finds the sensitive spot on my skin. He nipped and kissed behind my ear, on my neck and my shoulder until I was a squirming mess in his grip. My head tilted back the second his hand trails over my stomach and down to my waist and hips. The feeling of his warm breath fanning on the side of my face forces a shiver to run down my spine which he noticed. He chuckled in my ear and the rumbling sound vibrated through his chest and into my neck. My grip on the railing tightens when his hand enters my underwear and begins to palm my folds at a slow pace.

“Does this feel good?” He whispered in a deep voice.

“Yes, it feels amazing.” I admitted in a breath.

His fingers pushed through my pussy lips and rubbed among my soaked center and ironically enough that it caused me to get wetter. With one hand around my stomach, he keeps me in place even though my back arches away from him, from the breathtaking pleasure his fingers are causing. I let out a gasp as he enters me and starts to thrust his two fingers into my entrance at a firm pace. My lips part and I can't even keep my eyes open when I am getting close to my release.

“Gosh, you are fucking dripping.” He exhales, his hard bulge pressing against my lower back and reminding me of his dick that is not only big but which he knows exactly how to use.

“Fuck, Luciano.” I moan quietly.

With three fingers inside me, he pushed me over the edge and I cried out in pleasure. He allows me to ride out my high and then pulls his fingers back out, my head is still tilted back onto his shoulder and when I find the strength to open my eyes, from the corner of my eyes, I see his cum stained fingers slipping onto his mouth. He hums in my ear as he sucks my juice off and then pulls them out with a popping sound.

“You taste divine, my ange.” He said.

“Now, let's get you out of this beautiful dress.”

His fingers fiddled with the shoulder strap and I tilted my head back up. He unzipped it and it fell to gather by my feet, still standing behind me. He crouches down to help me out of it and I hold onto his shoulder as support. His fingers grabbed the edge of my underwear and he pulled them down as well, now leaving me in nothing but heels and a bra.

While he slowly moves up into a standing position, his soft lips leave traces of electricity on the back of my thighs, my ass and my back.