Gambling with the mafia

Chapter 5- Declan

She accepts my hand and I bring her to the guest room she stayed in. “Get ready, we're going shopping.” and I shut the door behind me. I step into my own room and go to the bathroom to get ready. I dress quickly in a dress shirt tucked into dress pants. We came out at the same time, “do you think we could stop by the diner?” She asks me averting her gaze. “Why?” I ask her. “I don't want to leave them on bad terms.” She tells me.

We walk out of the apartment and to the elevator, I nod at Demetri on the way. “Hello.” She smiles at him politely. “Do you always have a guard? Is that what he is? What's his name? Did he see me try to leave this morning and set off the alarm?” She asks in rapid fire. I chuckle, it's cute how she babbles when she's curious. “Yes. Yes. Demetri, and yes.” I tell her with a smile. She blushes and we finally reach the valet at the entrance.

“Hey boss, I have some updates for you.” He hands me a piece of paper and runs off to grab my car. The paper contains new shipment info and the comings and goings of my father from the hotel. My father believes he's running our family business but it's really me in control of drug trafficking, and the majority of money laundering. My brother Carlo has the reins on hit men, we work together alot. The plan is to marry Ciara and I'll overthrow Father, taking complete control of trafficking and laundering. Carlo can keep his weird obsession with murder. He knows my plan and I trust him completely to keep it between us.

“What's that?” Ciara asks me, trying to peak over my arm. “Nothing. I'll Fill you in on everything business after the contract is signed. My lawyer is drafting it up now and will meet us back here tonight.” I tell her and take her hand walking her to my car, this time the Rolls Royce, I open her door for her. We drive to the diner in silence, her anxiety palpable. “You don't have to come in with me, I won't be long.” she says as she hops out.

I watch her through the windows talk to Brianna First and then Blake the manager. They look solemn but give her hugs. I would have preferred no contact but my jealousy would probably only scare her further away so i allow her a few minutes with these people she's begun to call her friends. Before she's out the door I'm at her side opening the car door for her. “Thank you.” She tells me and I see her trying not to cry. “Were they rude to you?” I ask her stiffly ready to go inside and defend her. “No, no, I really enjoyed their company. They've been my first friends here. Really anywhere. I'll miss them.” She smiles up at me through her tears.

“I know what would cheer you up. If you could still talk to them somehow… hmm like a new phone perhaps?” I smile widely at her. “No Declan, that's too much, don't do that.” She says humbly. “Oh nonsense, how else will I get a hold of my future bride? No, I'll need you To keep it on you at all times.” We're now pulling into The Shops at Crystals. At the doors I'm met by my personal shopper Renata who is carrying a brand new phone in the box for Ciara. I had asked her to meet me here to dress Ciara.

“Renata, this is Ciara, my Fiancé. You'll be dressing her today. Thank you for bringing the phone.” She hands it to me and takes Ciara's hand. “Oh my you're a pretty one! I'm so glad to see that Declan has found a girl! He is so lonely! Come my sweet let's get you dressed!” She shakes Her hand enthusiastically and tells her this in her heavy french accent. I roll my eyes at the lonely Comment. She rushes her off to the dressing rooms and I take a seat so I have a front row seat to the show.

While Renata is flying by with armloads of clothes to and from the dressing rooms I program Ciara's phone. With a special tracking app for my own peace of mind. Finally Ciara steps out of the dressing room in her first outfit: a flowy mini skirt and tight shirt. Being able to see her body in something other than baggy clothes does something for my appetite. I want her. I just need to show her without scaring her off.

She goes back into the curtain and comes out in a low-Cut long blue dress. I stand and gently grab her hand pulling her back into the dressing room. There's a bench piled high with clothes and I push them off and sit her on the couch, getting onto my knees in front of her. I gently kiss her lips, “what are y-” “shhhh,” I tell her “you have to be quiet or someone will find us.” I kiss her again with more urgency, licking her lips and she opens her mouth to me. She moans softly “Do you want me to make you feel good?” I ask her and she nods but looks unsure.

Her face is flushed and she's breathing heavily. I slowly lift the soft fabric of her dress and look at her face. She's still unsure but nods a yes at me. I gently push her down so she's laying on the bench now. Opening her legs I kiss down her inner thighs until I come to her underwear. I slip my fingers in her panties and rub her c**t gently. She lets out a louder moan this time “shhh princess we don't want to get caught.” And she nods her head yes again. “Good girl.” I continue massaging her but I can't take it anymore. I need to taste her so I pull her panties down and she whispers “No! What are you doing?”

“I want to taste you Ciara.” I whisper back and although still looking unsure she looks more trusting now and allows me to take her panties all the way off. I kiss up her inner thighs and when I get to her apex I lick in between her folds. She gasps and I shush her again as I continue lapping up her juices. She tastes like heaven and all too soon her legs begin quivering. She bites her lip trying so hard to be quiet while I suck her Orgasm out of her. I look up at her and she perches up on her elbows to look back at me, “What was that?” She asks.

“What do you mean beautiful?” Chuckling at her expression. “Did I just… come?” She asks me her face flushed and chest heaving. “Yes… have you never before?” I slide her panties back in place. “No.” She sits up on the bench. “That was only the beginning then.” I smile at her.