The Untouchables

14. Animals

I run to him and he lifts me, spinning around.

"How are you doing, babe?" Rafa asks.

"I'm working day and night on the promotion of our new methamphetamine. It's killing me."

"I'm proud of my chica. You should take some time to rest."

"That's why I'm here!" I walk among all the bitches on Rafa's island, knowing that he only fucks with me. "Stop staring, whores," I tell them, feeling their glares on my flat stomach and perfect curves.

I don't know what me and Navarro are together. I'm a drug lord and Rafa is too, he likes whoever brings fun and he makes me laugh, we get along and sometimes we fuck. That's all.

As soon as I walk into his bedroom, Rafa pushes me on the bed, trapping me under his body.

"I love the way you smile," he says, placing a kiss on my head.

"You're the only one that makes me happy." My hand reaches for the bulge in his pants and I can't help but bite my bottom lip.

"You're my cute, sexy little slave." His voice gets huskier as he takes off his shirt.

"I'm all yours." I pull up my skirt and let him wear the condom.

His cock smoothly slips inside of me and a moan escapes my lips. Rafa kisses my neck while his hands explore my body, moving from my nipples to my hips to my clit.

"Fuck," I breathe, the heat in my body grows with the tingly sensation between my legs as he keeps filling me, harder and faster at every push. My nails sink in his back. "I'm going to come."

Rafa stops giving me pleasure. He stares at me, his eyes narrowed, and I stare back at him as my brain tries to find out what's the matter.

I feel my heart in my pussy as it locks his shaft inside of me, my juice dripping on the sheets. "What's wrong?"

"I need a favor." Just listening to his deep, raspy voice almost gives me an orgasm.

"Can we talk about it later?"

"I need your help to get some information about an inmate. His name is Miguel Camarena."

"I'll send my friends to search for any document about his incarceration."

"No. I need you to go there by yourself. Can you do that for me?" His fingers start moving in circles on my clit and the pleasure gets dangerously reachable again.

"Why?" I ask.

"The documents are kept in a maximum security room. I'll give you the false identity of a cop, but in that facility everyone is familiar with each other and nobody gets into the maximum security room unless it's necessary. Anyone would be fucked if they'd be stopped, but your father is a cop."

"So that's the point. I haven't talked with my father for years, he won't even be able to recognize me. I can't-"

His fingers slip inside of me as he shushes me. I exhale while he moves slowly in my pussy, my eyes roll back.

"You're going to the facility tomorrow for me. Is it clear enough, puta?" His hand covers my mouth.

I agree with a nod, my moans muffled on his palm as I reach the climax.