Page 45 of El Malo
My bodyguard snaps to attention and strides over to the side of the hot tub. “Find Iker. Tell him to bring everything.” He nods and leaves.
“Who’s Iker?” she questions, turning her head slightly.
I kiss her supple lips. “He’s the one who makes my parties fun.”
“I’m already having fun,” she tells me against my mouth. “I’d have more fun if you’d actually touch me.” The pout in her voice has me throwing back my head in laughter.
“I will touch you plenty,” I promise. “Dessert is meant for last because you appreciate it more. You’ve waited so long to taste it. If we skipped to dessert each time, it would no longer be as sweet, manzanita.”
Iker saunters our way, his bag slung over his shoulder. The kid, not much older than Alejandro, is fit and tatted up everywhere. All over his chest and face. He’d look fucking fierce except he’s always high as a kite and grinning like an idiot. His swim trunks hang low on his trim waist and if they fall any more, he’ll show us his pierced cock. I’ve seen it more times than I care to when he’s gotten blitzed out of his mind at my parties.
“Señor,” he greets as he sits down on the edge of the hot tub, his long legs dangling in the water. His eyes slide over to Rosa and they glimmer with appreciation. “I have the best shit in Guerrero tonight,” he boasts. “For the beautiful lady, she will have a night she’ll never forget.”
I arch a brow at him. “Just the lady?”
He chuckles. “I suppose you can partake, you dirty bastard.”
Most men would get shot in the face for being disrespectful, but Iker is just a little shit. You either love him or hate him. Lucky for him, I love him. I love what he offers even more. He digs around in his bag until he finds a baggie filled with pink pills. Once he has some in his hand, he slides into the water and makes his way over to us.
“Open,” he instructs to Rosa.
She turns and her eyes blaze with worry. I kiss her nose and then open my mouth. Iker places a pill on my tongue and I swallow it dry.
“It’s okay,” I assure her.
Tentatively, she opens her mouth. Iker’s eyes gleam devilishly as he feeds her a pill. I’m sure he’d love to feed her his cock as well. Over my dead body.
“Heightens sensations. You’ll love me when you’re fucking later,” he tells me as he goes back to his bag. “Until that kicks in, I have some of the finest weed this country has seen.”
As he preps his pipe, Rosa turns to whisper, “I don’t know if I should.”
“You should. I’ll keep you safe,” I promise.
He slides our way, a plume of pungent smoke exhaling from him. Like the dutiful little helper he is, he holds the pipe to Rosa’s lips. She’s nervous but takes a hit. When she coughs it out, both Iker and I laugh. I snag it from his grip and take my own hit. It’s stout, but I can tell it’s really good shit.
“You’re doing so well,” I praise to my girl as I blow out the smoke onto her neck. Then, I nip at her flesh with my teeth. “What else you got?” I ask Iker.
“The usual. Coke. Crystal. Uppers. Downers.” He beams at me. “Roofies.”
Rosa stiffens in my arms.
“I don’t need to roofie my girl. She spreads her legs for me whenever I ask,” I boast as I once again part her thighs.
Iker’s eyes are wide and focused despite probably being fucked up right now as he stares at her through the water. The blue glow of the lights illuminates her position.
“Here, jefe,” Arturo says as he sets down one of the server trays on the ledge beside me. It’s filled with shots of tequila.
“Gracias.” I pluck one from the tray and hand it over to Iker. Then, I give my girl one.
Shot after shot, we drink and cut up. Iker has some shitty jokes, but they make Rosa laugh, which in turn, makes me laugh. The more we drink and smoke, the more relaxed she gets. I love when she lets loose. Whatever pill Iker fed to us is starting to take its toll. Rosa can’t stop from rubbing against my dick. And when I suck on her neck, she whimpers in such a needy fucking way. A way that has even Iker forgetting who she belongs to as he inches closer and closer.
“Let’s go to your room,” Rosa pleads.
Iker smirks knowingly at me. “Don’t mind me.”
I tug at one of the strings on her bottom bikini. Then, I tug at the other. She gasps when I pull the material from her body, revealing her perfect cunt to the other man in the hot tub. I pull her thighs apart since she seems to want to close them, and reveal everything to him.
“She’s perfect, yes?” I ask him.