Page 136 of Cartel Devil

“Yes. He even trusted me enough to only send Matteo.”

Tre grins at me, knowing what a show of good faith it was that Carmine agreed to let Sera go anywhere with me and have his cousin-in-law rather than him as his wife’s guard.

I slide the ring onto her finger, and it’s a perfect fit. It sparkles in the sunlight, and she stares at it as she twists her hand in one direction then the other.

“Daddy, it’s absolutely stunning. I can’t believe it. Thank you.”

“You truly like it?”

A moment of shyness kicks in, and she offers me the sweetest smile as she goes onto her toes. She wraps her arms around my waist as she kisses my neck.

“I love it because it’s gorgeous and exactly the style I want. But I love it more because it’s from you.”

I lift her off her feet again, and she shifts to wrap her arms around my neck. As we kiss, I twirl us side to side, careful not to do too much since I don’t want to make her dizzy.

“I feel like a princess in a movie.”

She says that as she bends her left leg and tilts her head back.

“Am I your prince? Or am I the frog still waiting to be turned into one?”

“You’ve always been a prince, Joaco.”

We laugh before heading back down to the house. While my brothers probably squabbled over their perfectionism, Pablo and Alejandro set up a meal inside and decorated the dining room with Tre’s favorite flowers. I’ll give the guys credit, no matter what anyone says, we’re all romantics at heart. The guys are smartly gone before we make it into the house.

“This is gorgeous.” Tre leans forward to smell one of the bouquets.

“It is.”

She turns her head to glance at me and realizes I’m staring at her—her ass in particular. She straightens and leans back against the dining table.

“Are you hungry, Daddy?”

“Starving, chica?”

While there’s more food than the two of us can eat, there are only two place settings for a table that seats over twenty. I lift her onto the table and push up her dress. I skim my hands up her calves until I reach her thighs.

“Shall I have an appetizer?”

“I thought you could make an entire meal out of me.”

“Mmm. I think I will.”

I lower myself to my knee just like I did outside as she lifts her dress to her waist. Since she no longer wears panties, I have a view of the promised land when she spreads her legs for me. I lick along the inside of her right thigh before flicking her clit. I’m in no mood for teasing either of us this evening. I dive in, thrusting my tongue inside her as I suck on her clit.

“Daddy!”

“Mmhmm.”

“Fuck.”

“I will.”

I continue my assault as I nibble, suck, and lick every inch of her pussy. She grips the edge of the table as I hook her legs over my shoulders and pull her ass forward until she’s resting on little more than her tailbone.

Frustrated, I pull back. She wails with equal frustration, but I reach around her and unzip her dress.

“Take this fucking thing off before I rip it off you.”