Page 46 of The Sicuro

“Gather intel over the weekend, if anything major inform me immediately.” They both give a silent nod and leave. I pull up the footage from last night, grateful for where Kelcie allocated Williams, as it gives the cameras a good view. We don’t have the sound recorded in the bar as part of the NDA agreement for discretion. But the video is clear enough to enable some lip reading. I zoom in when Dale approaches her, as he is leaning down and speaking into her ear, I can’t make out what he said. It's clear it unnerved her, and I manage to see her response of ‘I will’. I go back over it several times, before going over her other bookings. Dale has been there less than a handful of times when she has. However, when he is there, he appears to be watching her, and her appearance becomes more withdrawn as the weeks go on. She is always dressed immaculately but you can see she’s lost weight, her cheeks looking slightly sunken in. Kelcie’s opinion on her being coerced may not be that farfetched.

There’s nothing more I can do here that I can’t do at home, I call Anders letting him know where to find me. By the time I get back, Kelcie is prepping dinner, music on, dancing around the kitchen with wine.

“Kept yourself busy I see?”

“Well, I trained, had a sauna, showered and read. Then thought fuck it, if I’m going to be locked up today, I may as well be drunk.” She replies dancing towards me before jumping upwrapping herself around my waist and shoulders, kissing my neck.

“If this is what I get keeping you locked up, it may have to happen more regularly.” She leans back scrunching her face up before she hisses at me, and I can’t help but laugh.

“Anders has got the bar covered this weekend, let’s lock the doors, keep the wine flowing and have some time together.”

“Is this your way of keeping me locked up longer than just one day?” She tries to narrow her eyes as if she’s angry. I pull her in and kiss her humming. “As long as you keep me entertained, I could be ok with it.”

I lift her by her ass and place her on the counter. As I pull down her shorts, she leans over and grabs her wine glass.

“I like drinking wine whilst watching a show.” She giggles and she takes a drink. As I slide her shorts over her feet, she lifts one and places it on my shoulder, I can feel the pressure she is trying to push through it so that I keep level with her open thighs. I smile, I’ll let her have this one. I lift her other leg and rest it on the other shoulder, as I grip her thighs and pull her towards me, causing the wine to slosh around in her glass, she takes a short sharp gasp and then laughs again.

Leaving her lace panties on I place my mouth over her clit and suck. She threads her fingers in my hair, still holding the glass in the other. I run my tongue from the inside of her thigh over the lace and onto the other.

“Gabriel, stop teasing me and get this underwear off me.” I stop and gaze up at her,she raises one eyebrow at me. Letting go of her thighs I grab the lace and rip it off her, she finally puts the glass down. Threading her hands through my hair she guides me back down, my hands grip her arse so that I can keep her in place. I work her clit with my tongue, rounding it in circles, sucking it between my teeth gently biting it.

Her breathing accelerates, and she starts to moan letting herself go, I slip a finger in never taking my mouth from her clit. Gliding my finger slowly in and out I slip in a second one.

“Gabriel,” she huffs out softly.

“You better scream my name, when you come on my face.”

I continue working her with my tongue and fingers, I feel her start to clench, hooking my finger up I push hard, and I take her clit between my teeth biting and sucking harder. Her thighs close around my head, and her hands pull at my hair as she comes around my fingers, I bite harder reminding her to scream my name, she does. I keep her clit in between my teeth and my fingers inside her, still working her making her whole body shake in pleasure. As I let go, I give her clit one final suck as I slowly remove my fingers but replace it with my tongue so I can drink up her juices.

Her thighs loosen, and as I raise back up I pull her close taking control of her mouth letting her taste herself.

“This weekend should be fun,” she says as she licks her lips and reaches back for her wine.

Twenty-eight

Gabriel

We kept ourselves locked away all weekend, ordered food, drank wine, and stayed naked. It was the break that we both needed, but it didn’t stop either of us from voicing our concerns about Dale and Williams. Anders and David provided regular updates on them, but there has been nothing that seems out of place, and there were no issues at the bar. We have made the agreement that we are going to continue business as usual, not hide away but make sure that we stay vigilant.

The week went by with no issues, I had Dale restricted from entering, since his membership application was declined there is no requirement for him to attend. HR informed the front desk that he was no longer to be permitted entry, and those who have had him join them as their guest were also warned. There was no pushback from any of them, some even relieved. He was approaching ‘newer’ members requesting that they bring him in as a guest whilst his application was in the process of being approved. Kelcie has advised her staff that we will be present on Thursday evening once again, telling me that we need to showsome form of presence which Anders agreed with. She’s not wrong, I was usually present a couple of nights a week but that scaled back after I made Kelcie mine.

We make our way down to the bar, David holds the door for us and members acknowledge us as we walk through. I notice Williams at her table, I glance over and give her an acknowledging nod, nothing that I wouldn’t do with other members. The woman looks like she has seen a ghost, as we take our seat I lean over and tell Kelcie. Kelcie’s eyes flick over to her then back at me.

“I still feel that something is off.” Her tone is flat, impassive.

“Anders still has her being watched.”

The next hour or so passes by and Kelcie appears to have relaxed somewhat but I can tell that she is still vigilant. Aware what’s going on around us. I follow her gaze around the bar and then see Anders walking towards us. As he reaches us, he leans in and whispers to me then leaves immediately.

“Dale attempted to attend, stating that he’s William’s guest,” I pass on to Kelcie. “Anders is going to follow him.” Kelcie nods over to Williams’s table. She has taken a call and is looking around the bar, clearly uncomfortable.

“Why does he want in here so badly?”

“I’m not sure, but Anders will find out soon enough.”

“Should we leave?” Kelcie asks.

“Not yet, Anders is on it, he will keep me updated.”

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