The door rattled on its hedges from the force, as Arturo threw it open. The rant that he had taken out in the room, by smashing mirrors, pictures and punching holes in the walls, did nothing to quell his rage.
“Latecia!” he bellowed throughout the house.
The staff cleared a straight path for him. None of them were going to be the one to tell him that she had left hours ago. Coming downstairs a few minutes later, he paused on the stairs.
“Where the hell is that bitch?” he spat.
His brown eyes settled on the young man in the corner.
“You.” He pointed. He dug into his pants pocket. “Five-hundred dollars and the keys to my BMW if you can tell me where she is,” he offered.
The boy stepped back in surprise. Without hesitation, he ran forward. “She went to the spa like an hour and a half ago.”
“Yes, thank you,” stressed Arturo as he pressed the promised reward into the young man’s chest.
Arturo left the man dancing in the house as he signaled for his three faithful men to come with him. Shit, the young man didn’t like her nasty ass anyway.
Latecia didn’t let the females’ moans and groans slow her steps. The people that she passed on the way to the bedroom did nothing to stop her. They had all seen her before. She was greeted with the sight of Faolan’s hips plowing a girl from behind as she licked the cunt of another woman that was laid back on the bed with her legs open wide for the feast. She watched on for a few seconds more until she realized that none of the participants were going to acknowledge her presence.
Faolan dropped his head with a deep sigh when she cleared her throat. Slowing his hips, he said, “Either join in or have a seat.” He grunted.
“I can’t wait. I snuck off to talk to you,” she rushed out.
He turned his head, bringing his thrusting to a stop. Pulling out, he tapped his wrapped cock on the ass cheek of the girl. He acknowledged the brown-skinned beauty he recalled having a slight fondness for. Her thick brown braids hung past her shoulders. Over the years, she had traded in her skinny frame for the thick, fit one that she was sporting now. He had to admit that he leaned more to the thin, but the way her curves, ass, and breast had filled out, he would gladly fuck her. She was always a good lay.
“You almost killed my little girl,” shouted Latecia.
Her fears were giving her the courage that she normally didn’t possess in his presence. He narrowed his eyes at her balled fists.
“Come again?” he asked.
He tilted his head while he strolled slowly towards her.
“My baby was with your son the other night. She almost got killed.”
“No shit.” He chuckled. “You mean he’s boning your lass? Small goddamn world, huh?”
“Whatever! You got to call this shit off. Just leave them alone,” she demanded.
Faolan froze before her. One second, she was shaking before him. Then, in a blink of an eye, she was a heap on the floor. Her screams vibrated throughout the room. Latecia felt the weave in her head break from her scalp, along with her hair, as he pulled her to her knees. He leaned forward.
“Don’t you ever tell me what to do! Let me show you what you can do,” he spat.
Gripping his cock at the base, he forcefully jammed it down her throat. He bucked in her mouth to press home his response. She fought to keep down the bile that his dick in her mouth had brought up when she racked violently. The smell of the women’s cunts on her breath conjured up the image of ripe bananas. He tapped her bowed head with this dick.
“You can explain that black eye to that spic of yours at home.” He laughed.
The side of her face was throbbing like a motherfucker. She crawled away before she got to her feet.
“Hey, I hope you still got some of that meth that I gave you ‘cause I don’t want to see your face again. You hear me?” he shouted after her. Glancing over to the women on the bed, he said, “Hey, you two, sixty-nine each other. I don’t want to skin my dick when I get back in,” he ordered.
Walking over to the door, he called for his man. They both watched for a second as the girls began to eat and finger each other as he had instructed.
“Hey, I want you to call the boys. Tell them to dump the coon. I want them to get me somebody else,” Faolan instructed with a grunt.
He didn’t even bother to close the door when he joined the women on the bed. If his men wanted to jack off to him being balls deep in pussy, they were welcome to do so.