Page 37 of The Sicilian Bastard
Luciano
Ifollowed behind Agosto as he headed to the office. I had never seen him pissed before. His back was tight with tension. He was breathing heavily like he had run a marathon or something. While I was happy someone had put that dog in his place, it hurt to see Agosto act like the Don. It should've been me. I would've taken care of Nicolo and Rosalina from the jump. Instead, I'd been sidelined as usual. I shook off the negative thoughts that plagued me. We had bigger problems to deal with.
"What the fuck are we going to do? I don't want to call Vito back, but I think I don't have a choice. Shit has hit the fan," Agosto's first words snapped me back to reality.
"While I agree we need to call Vito back, I don't quite think shit has hit the fan. Will it? Yes, but not yet. We have a leg up. The cartel wants what we have. That gives us leverage."
I wasn't only speaking about territory. The cartel wanted Araceli. I could feel it in my bones. It was plausible that Ruby had seen me take Araceli. The more likely scenario was that I took Araceli in the middle of a club and all the people who worked there gossiped. It really wouldn't take anyone too long to trace my steps and follow us back east. I wasn't subtle about taking her nor did I cover my tracks. Then again, I thought she was a regular chick. I didn't even think that she would have connections that strong. The words from her memory haunted me. I shared them with Agosto.
"Fuck," Agosto breathed when I was done.
"Not even we are that horrible," I added.
I may have a predilection for stealing women, but never have I touched a child. Not in that way. Anyone who has was a weak person. They weren't strong at all.
"Who do you think the faceless man in her memories is?"
Good fucking question. Whoever he was, he was a dead man walking now.
"Someone high up on the totem pole for sure. We need to be careful. We need full lockdown here and in New York. Nicolo and Rosalina should fly back private with a huge escort. No one should be off alone. We'll call Vito back and plan engagement with the cartel."
Agosto nodded his head in agreement. It felt like I was getting a seat at the table. I wanted to puff up with pride. I would've never been asked my opinion when his father was alive. I was always shoved in a corner. Seen and not heard. The family ghost was all I was good for.
"We need to figure out the Russians as well," Agosto reminded.
I sighed. It was hard to fight different wars at the same time.
"Now that we know the Russians aren't behind the recent attacks, we can either put them on the back burner or try to gather a treaty with them."
Agosto was already shaking his head no. I knew it would be a stretch, especially because of what the Russians did at Rosalina's wedding. We couldn't forget. Sure, we got back some revenge, but it wasn't all the revenge needed. The bratva head was safe in Russia giving orders when he tried to slaughter everyone in our families. There needed to be a change in leadership. If not, they needed eradication. I felt a savage grin on my face.
"We can't broker peace. I know Vito won't sign off on it, and I won't either. It would be an insult to our leaders before us." Agosto's face pinched and scrunched up.
"Of course not," I murmured.
I wasn't the kind of person who wanted peace anyway. I worked better with chaos and killing put out a lot of chaos. All this talk of war made me horny. I hoped Araceli wanted a good hard fuck after this meeting. I should feel empathy for her. I should let her go. I should warn her of the things to come. She wasn't my fuck toy anymore. She was something more. Something I didn't want to label because if I did, it would mean even more.
"There's nothing to do yet. We need to see what Vito is going to say. It's late there right now so I'll call later this evening. I'll catch them waking up, but this is too important to wait."
I took that as my dismissal and booked it out of the office. I had a sexy little morsel to fuck. A few minutes later, I burst into Araceli's room, startling her. She was lying on the bed watching television. There wasn't anything sexy about what she was wearing. A plain shirt and what I assumed were a pair of Rosalina's shorts.
"You scared the shit out of me, Luciano," she gasped.
I grinned and pounced on her as soon as I was close to the bed. I pulled off her little shorts and her top. She pushed me backward. It took me off guard and I stumbled back. I sure loved when she was ready to fight. I started taking off my clothes when I stopped short. Araceli dropped her naked self on her knees right in front of me. My heart stopped beating in my chest when she opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out. What fresh hell was this? I figured she was trying to tease me so I stripped and stroked my hardening cock up and down and against her lips. She took that tongue and licked the slit at the tip of my cock, pulling a groan from deep in my chest.
"You trying to kill me, woman?" I half-joked with her.
She shook her head and grinned. I let go of my cock and did something I have never done in my entire life. I relinquished control. I let Araceli lick and suck all over me. I watched as she slurped me into her mouth. I stifled the urge to dig my hands into her hair and force myself down her throat. This was her show. I would let her run it as she saw fit. Even if it was teasing the fuck out of me.
The minx made a big show out of sucking my cock. The hot little noises coming from her mouth threatened the tight hold on my control. I thrust my hips so she took me deeper. Hitting the back of her throat almost caused me to pass out. There was something about getting that submission from her that she gave freely. It staggered me. I didn't deserve it. But I was selfish enough to take it. I would consume everything she gave me until there was nothing left of her but a shell.
"Fuck, I'm going to come," I groaned in a warning.
I only warned her because I was coming down her throat regardless of what she wanted. She didn't disappoint. No, instead of drawing back like I thought she would, she pressed her nose to my pubic hair. The very sight set me swelling in the back of her throat.
"Open wide, baby," I groaned, my release spurting deep. I watched her throat convulse, over and over, as she tried to swallow my load. She pressed into me and gulped harder. Fuck. This woman wrecked me.
"Yum." She gulped the last of it down. Araceli grinned up at me and I swiped up a little of my release and stuck my finger in her mouth.
