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When he was done, I stared up at him, utterly speechless, but impressed nonetheless.
“I’m going to fuck you now.” And with those words, he slammed his mouth over mine and did just that.
Chapter Sixteen
I could hear the voices from below.
Glancing at the clock, I saw it was an hour before Peyton and Melody were due to arrive.
Smoothing down my black cocktail dress, I re-checked my reflection for the hundredth time and then went to investigate.
Gerald, the cook, had the mouth watering aroma of fetuccini alfredo wafting through the air.
I followed the sound of conversation to the mancave-ish room with the pool table. The last time I’d set foot in here, I’d wound up with my face smashed into the velvet felt and Mateo’s dick inside me.
I breifly paused in the doorway and quickly surveyed the scene.
Mateo stood on one side of the pool table with Elias and Sergio. Two undeniably gorgeous men in suits stood on the other, and a skinny man in a way too large plaid shirt sat on a barstool. There was a single wooden crate and a kilo on the pool table between everyone.
I normally would have retreated, but I had every right to be there now, so I made my way to Mateo. He stood up straight and pulled me to his side, wrapping an arm around my waist.
“Gentleman, this is my beautiful fiancée, who I’m sure you’ve heard about. Elena, these are the men who run that resort in the mountains I was telling you about.”
I smiled and went along with what he was saying.
Neither of the men offerd up their names, but the one closest to me with dark blonde hair reached out to shake my hand, making tattoos peek out from beneath the sleeve of his jacket.
“Nice to finally meet you,” he said, giving me a smile full of pearly whites.
Mateo’s grip slightly tightened on my hip, and I pressed myself further into him.
The dark haired man shook his head and popped the lid off the wooden crate,
revealing a compressed bundle of fuzzy green marijuana. “Perfect,” he said, more to himself, shifting the buds through his fingers.
“Clark,” the blonde called, waving over the man on the stool. He then removed a needle, lighter, and spoon from his suit. He dumped a little bit of coke onto the spoon, lighting the flame beneath it.
I knew from Eva that the drug could be liquified, but I’d never seen someone actually do it.
Once it was melted down, he sucked the drug into the syringe.
Clark walked over with his sleeve already rolled up and arm ready to go.
“He’s testing the potency,” Mateo explained as he was injected with the needle.
In less than sixty seconds, his dark pupils dilated, and he sucked in a deep breath. “Woo, that’s good. Good stuff,” he nodded, teetering backward.
“I’ll take four of these,” the blonde said with a satisfied grin.
Not a second later, the doorbell rang.
I pulled open the front door to greet my friends, ushering them into the house.
“Smells really good in here,” Melody groaned, taking a few deep breaths.
“You look about ten times better than the last time we saw you,” Peyton enthused, pulling me in for a hug.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, I stepped back and started leading them towards the dining room.
