Operation: Rigid

NINE

A Final Goodbye

I unlocked the door to room twenty-three of Hotelera Sosegada before walking directly to the air conditioner to switch the unit on. The appliance rumbling as it began its efforts to cool the room, I sat on the bed and removed my boots. Tossing them aside, I reclined on the bed and closed my eyes, hoping Ana would join me.

The day after I'd fucked Teresa, I'd tracked Letícia down at Árbol. In my more than five weeks in Mata, I'd realized the women rotated through five of the largest bars in town, the ones located nearest the two nicer hotels, trolling for customers. I assumed since all the money went back to Javier for his cut, there were no territories to protect.

Ana had been there when I took Letícia to the hotel, and I'd seen the hurt in her eyes that I'd chosen a competitor over her. I had a job to do, and taking Letícia somewhere private where I could get a blood sample and swab her pussy was part of it, but just as I wouldn't kick a dog for no reason, I didn't like seeing the hurt in Ana's eyes.

I'd done what I needed to with Letícia, but before I left the room, I'd told her to go home, with the warning that if I saw her in Mata before Thursday, the deal was off. I wasn't willing to risk a case of cock-rot just for a little information. She promised to take herself out of circulation for the next three days, and that she'd meet me at Árbol, Thursday morning, at nine. As I was leaving, she'd reminded me to bring

her

watch. I'd smiled, reminded her it was

my

watch until she fucked it out of me, and left her in the room.

In the room, I'd placed Letícia's blood and swabs on ice in a cooler, and though I wanted to get them back to the doc as soon as possible, I'd taken the time to stop back in at Árbol. Ana was still there, her puzzlement clear that I'd returned after less than ten minutes. I'd invited her to join me in our normal place today. She'd said she'd think about it. I hadn't pressed, not wanting to remind her that our relationship was still, technically, professional.

As I waited on the test results, I'd made sure I had dinner in town each evening before prowling the bars and asking for Letícia. Nobody had seen her for the last several days, so I was reasonably certain she was holding up her end of the bargain.

Yesterday, Tuesday evening, I'd gotten the results of Letícia's tests. She was free of disease. I'd been somewhat surprised that Ana had been, even though every whore I fucked carried a supply of condoms, but less so that Letícia was. Not because I thought Letícia was better than Ana, but because finding Ana clean indicated that Javier wanted to keep his whores healthy.

I was dozing when a rap on the door jerked me awake. With a stretch and a yawn, I made my way to the door. Ana was there.

"I'm glad you came," I said as I stepped back.

"Are you?" she asked, her tone sharp. "I thought maybe you'd rather fuck that dried up old bitch Letícia."

I couldn't help but smile. "Why, Ana Sofía Quintero... are you jealous?"

"Fuck you, you gringo bastard. You don't mean anything to me. You're just another customer." I held her gaze a moment, amused by her annoyance. "Are we going to fuck or not?" she demanded.

My smile spread. "You want it up front?"

"Yes."

I struggled not to snicker. She was really pissed. "Four hours, like normal?"

"Fine."

I slowly drew the fat envelope containing the money given to me by Voice from behind my back. I held it out to her. "Here you go. That should cover it."

She stared at the envelope for a moment. It was obvious that, unless the envelope was stuffed with ones, there was more than the two hundred dollars I owed her tucked inside. "What's this?" she asked as her eyes flicked from the envelope, to my eyes, and then back to the envelope.

"This is our last time together. I want to give you this." She took the envelope, opened it, and then looked back at me, her shock clear. "That's ten thousand dollars... for you."

She stared at the contents of the envelope for a long moment before she turned her gaze to me. "But... why?"

"Because I want you to have it... for your little girl."

Her face crumpled. For the briefest of moments, I thought she was going to try to refuse, or maybe cry, but then she folded the money and tucked it away into her small purse. Had the bills not been all hundreds, it wouldn't have fit. "Thank you," she whispered as a single tear rolled down her cheek. She wiped it away and no others fell.

"You're welcome."

"I don't understand. Why would you do this for me? I'm just a whore."

I stepped in close and caressed her cheek softly. "You may be a whore, but you're not

just

a whore. Life dealt you a shitty hand and you're doing what you have to in order to survive. I want to help."

She held my gaze for a long moment before snuggling into my chest. "I'm sorry for what I said."

"It's okay."

"It's none of my business, but...?"

"I had something I needed to do with Letícia, in private, but I didn't fuck her."

"Was it related to you fucking her that one time... and what happened in the police station?"

"Yes."

"Are you in trouble?"

"With Javier?" She nodded against my chest. "No."

"I'm glad."

"I'm sorry I upset you."

"Are you?"

"Yes." I gently pushed her back and then tipped her face up. "If things were different, maybe..."

She shook her head as she snuggled into my chest again. "That's just a dream. Women like me... we don't get to have dreams."

Her statement hurt. "I wish I could do more to help you."

"You've done more for me, and treated me better, than any man ever has. And now... with the money..." She shook her head. "Thank you... for everything."

I caressed her cheek until she looked up. I lowered my lips to hers. Maybe, just maybe, I could take down that asshole Toro and give Ana a chance to find herself a better life. I wasn't willing to kill that fucker in cold blood, but I was going to do my damnedest to put a noose around his neck and draw it tight.

She sighed out of the kiss. "That's nice."

"Still mad?" I teased.

She looked down as a tiny smile touched her lips. "No."

"But you were?" I asked, my voice still teasing.

She looked up, her small smile spreading slightly as it became teasing. "Maybe a little. I should have known, though. You never finish that quick. I couldn't figure out what that bitch had that I didn't."

"Not... one... fucking... thing," I growled playfully.

"I thought maybe you decided you liked the excitement of that bitch trying to kill you."

"There's only one bitch that I like trying to kill me."

"Oh," she purred as she stepped back in close. "You have more than one woman trying to kill you?"

"Yeah. Every time we get together, this other woman tries to fuck me to death."

"Is that so?"

"It is," I confirmed with a brisk nod.

"Anyone I know?"

"I think you might know her." I smiled at her. "She's incredibly beautiful, incredibly sexy, and incredibly skilled at pleasing a man."

She looked down, as if embarrassed, before meeting my gaze again. "Do you really think I'm beautiful?"

I moved in closer. "Yes, I do. Didn't you know you're my favorite?" I asked as I lowered my lips to hers.

"Yes, but that doesn't mean you think I'm beautiful," she murmured as our lips parted.

"Well, I do."

Her eyes danced. "More beautiful than Letícia?"

"Well..." I drawled out in English, smiling as she slapped me playfully on the chest.

Her smile slowly faded. "Is this really our last time together?"

I nodded. "Yes. I rotate home Friday."

"What about tomorrow?"

I cupped her chin. "Tomorrow I have to get ready to leave."

"Will you be back?"

"I doubt it."

"Why?"

"That thing at the police station."

Her mouth and eyes hardened. "That wasn't your fault! You had no choice!"

"ORSS isn't going to see it that way."

"That's not fair!"

I shrugged. "As you know, sometimes life isn't fair."

"I fucking hate Javier!" she growled.

"Then take the money and get away from him. Go somewhere and start a new life."

"How?" she muttered. "What skills do I have that doesn't involve me laying on my back with my legs in the air, or being down on my knees with a cock in my mouth?"

"I'm sure you can find something. Think about it."

She nodded slowly. "I will. Thank you for at least giving me the chance."

"Don't waste it."

"I won't." She looked down, as if slightly sad, but then brought her gaze back to mine, a small melancholy smile on her face. "If this is really our last time together, then I'm going to fuck you extra good."

"Maybe I'll do the same to you."

"I hope so," she murmured as she began unbuttoning my shirt. "You remember our first time together?"

"How could I forget."

"I think I can do better," she purred as she slowly pushed my shirt off my shoulders.

"You do?" I rumbled as she brought her lips to my left nipple.

"Yes. Remember, I promised you a special deal. If you bought two, the third hour was free."

I'd forgotten that conversation until her teasing purr reminded me. "Sign me up, then."

"Good," she murmured as her hand slithered into my pants. I grunted softly as she gripped my hard cock tight. "Letícia likes to talk about how she can out fuck the rest of us," she purred, "but today, I'm going to fuck you like you've never been fucked before... or will ever be fucked again."

I pulled her tight blouse over her head to expose her breasts. Her nipples were already erect, either in excitement or from the slight chill of the room. While my hands were occupied with her top, she'd pushed my pants down, and as I tossed her top away, she shoved me firmly backwards. With my pants binding my ankles, I couldn't step back to catch my balance and sat hard on the bed. She didn't pause, moving in quickly to shove me again so that I tumbled to my back. She jerked my pants and underwear off my legs, dropped them to the floor, and then removed my socks. Watching my eyes, a small, sexy smile gracing her lips, she rose and then slowly waggled her hips while sliding her short, tight skirt and panties down and stepping out of them. Leaving them on the floor, I reached for her as she joined me on the bed.

"No," she purred, softly batting my hands away. "Let me take care of you."

I reached for her again. "We can take care of each other."

"No... I want to do this." I held her gaze for a long moment. "Let me do this," she whispered as she slowly lowered her lips to my cock. "Let me show you how good I can be."

With a sigh I relaxed as she enveloped my cock between her warm, soft, lips. Tits, one of the women I fucked in the green room, was the best cock sucker I'd ever experienced, but that didn't mean Ana didn't have considerable skills. She fellated me slowly, slurping and bubbling as she teased the head of my cock while stroking me between finger and thumb, or taking my entire length into her mouth to send my desire soaring.

"Fuck..." I hissed, my face twisting with pleasure as she pulled back from one of her deep plunges and tried to worm her tongue into the slit in my cock, watching my reaction as a tiny smile played on her lips.

"Am I better than that bitch Letícia?" she cooed, slowly stroking my cock before baring her teeth in a snarl and biting the end of my cock softly, her teasing threat clear as her fangs dimpled my rock hard, if tender, flesh.

My lips pulled back over my teeth. "Ah... fuck!" I growled.

"Tell me," she snarled around my cock, biting down a bit harder.

She wasn't hurting me, but I found the threat incredibly exciting. Maybe I did like women who tried to kill me... or threatened to bite my cock off. "You know you are," I rumbled. That won me a smile before she released my cock from her teeth and plunged me deep into her mouth again. "Fuck!" I barked with the sudden change.

"I want you to come," she purred as she again teased the head of my cock with her tongue. "I want to watch you come."

"You keep that shit up and you're going to get your wish," I rumbled in return.

She smiled at me as she plunged me deep. Unable to stop myself, I placed my hands lightly on the back of her head as I forced my hips up, my pleasure soaring as she swallowed my cock for an amazingly long time before throwing herself back.

"Give me your come," she sneered as she jerked my rod hard and fast. "Give it to me! I want you to come all over my tits! I want to see you come!"

"Fuck..."

I snarled, the word long and drawn out as I battled my pleasure, fighting against my rising need to rapture.

She swallowed me again to lubricate my shaft before twisting her hand tightly around the head. "Stop fighting it! Shoot your fucking load on my tits!"

"I'm going to come! You're making me fucking come!"

"Do it! Give me your come!"

"Fuck! Shit! Fuck! I'm coming," I snarled as my seed erupted from my cock while she stroked me hard and fast, her quick strokes splattering my come on her breasts and neck.

"Is that it?" she snapped as she continued to slide her tight fist over my cock, her voice loud and demanding. "Is that all there is? There better be more come in that big fucking cock! That better not be all of it! Don't you stop coming! I want all that fucking come!"

"Fuck! You fucking bitch!" I sneered as I forced my hips up, her tight, fast grip destroying me with pleasure. I tried to escape her torment, but she moved with me, her fist flashing over my shaft, my essence making my rod slick.

"Is that all the come there is in that big fucking cock?" she growled as she held my cock and balls tight with one hand while rapidly polishing the head with the palm of her other. "That better not be all of it! There better be a lot more come in there for my pussy!"

"Fuck! Stop!" I roared, as I gripped her hand and squeezed it tight, stopping her erotic torment.

Her hand still gripping my cock, she flung herself over me to kiss me furiously. The moment I released her hand, she swung her leg over me and ground her pussy against my overstimulated cock, but after the brutal milking she'd just given me, it was almost a relief. I wadded my hands in her hair as I rolled, pinning her to the bed. I was an instant from ramming myself into her and fucking her stupid when I remembered I wasn't wearing a condom. I considered jamming my cock into her and fucking her anyway, but forced myself to be smart. I tumbled away, but instead of going for a condom, I decided to extract a little revenge and dove between her legs. She didn't seem to mind, and I began feasting on her womanhood.

"You like Mexican? I think you like eating Mexican. Eat that Mexican pussy, you fucking gringo bastard," she muttered in English as she slowly pushed herself up in the bed to prop on pillows. She sometimes liked watching me eat her, and while staring down the length of her body, she began hissing and growling as she wadded her hands in my hair. "That's it! Eat that wet pussy!"

Rumbling in pleasure, I furiously lapped her dew from her flower before pulling back. She looked at me, her brow furrowing slightly before I moved up her body and kissed her on the lips. She pulled me into the kiss, but after she'd taken her fill, I pulled back and picked up one of the condoms. With a smile, she pulled the thin plastic package from my fingers, opened it, and rolled the contents over my cock.

"Fuck me," she murmured as she tossed the now empty wrapper aside and slid down in the bed.

"Oh, no,

chava

," I murmured, also in English. "You're not getting it that easy."

I kissed my way down her body, pausing long enough to use my tongue to batter her nipples to hardness, before moving lower. She kicked herself up in the bed again, smiling as she pulled my head between her legs.

I went at her hard, my tongue flicking and probing, my lips pinching and pulling, as she gripped my head and drew me tighter to her womanhood. I bore in, forcing my tongue as deep into her flower as I could.

"Fuck," she panted as she tipped her head back to force her amazing breasts skyward. "Nobody can eat my pussy like you do. Fucking eat that pussy!"

I slid a finger into her wetness, then a second, her deep hard moan telling me everything I needed to know. I was lying across the bed on my chest, and I rose to my knees as I slowly pumped my fingers into her. I began plunging my fingers into her harder and faster, my hand becoming a blur as I bared my teeth in effort.

"Fuck!" she wailed. "I'm going to come! You're going to make...

fuck

! I'm coming!" she howled as she arched her back, pressing against the wall with her hands as she levered her pussy into the air on quivering legs.

I continued to piston my fingers into her, my arm beginning to burn with the effort. She wailed again as she twisted away. With a snarl, I grabbed her legs, forcing them open as I moved between them, and then plunged my cock deep.

"Fuck!" she cried as my manhood slammed deep into her channel, her face twisted with erotic pain as I pounded into her furiously. "Fuck my pussy! Fuck it!"

"I'm fucking it!" I snarled as I wrapped her in my arms, holding her tight as I rammed my cock into her hard and fast.

"Oh... fuck! Your cock is going to make me come again! I'm going to fucking come!" she wailed as she thrashed, her fingers biting hard into my back, the sting of her grip another source of pleasure.

"Do it!" I panted, my hips never slowing. "Come! Come on my cock!"

She squeaked out something unintelligible as she tightened her embrace even more, her shoulders curling up as her face twisted with pain and pleasure. Keening softly, she began to quiver before she grunted hard and deep as she threw herself onto the mattress, her back arching as she tried to roll. Her arms flailing as she slapped at my back and the bed, I gripped her head as I rammed my cock deep before becoming still, watching her as she writhed beneath me, her face twisted with profound pleasure.

She relaxed with an explosive exhale as her back straightened. Pleased with myself that I'd given her such a hard orgasm, I brought my lips to hers. With a quiet moan, she lunged for my lips. Our tongues engaging in an erotic dance, she kissed me deeply while flinging her arms around me to hold my lips to hers. I allowed her to take her fill, holding her tight as our tongues danced, until she slowly relaxed out of the kiss. As she blew out a long stream of air from pursed lips, I began rocking my hips slowly.

Her quiet moan of pleasure set me on edge. "Nobody can make me come like you do," she breathed.

With a smile, my hips still rocking slowly, I gently gripped her breasts before taking one of her delightful mounds into my mouth. Holding a mouthful, I teased her nipple with my tongue.

She moaned again. "Fuck..." she whispered as her hands landed on my shoulders. "I'm going to miss you so much."

I smiled as I released her breast, brought my lips to hers, and kissed her deeply. "Oh? Why?" I rumbled as our lips slowly parted.

"You know why," she murmured as I began nuzzling her other breast. "Nobody fucks me like you do. I almost never come with anyone else." She sighed as her hands slowly roamed my back. "With you I don't have to pretend like I'm enjoying it. You seem to care if I come or not, and you don't hurt me." She was quiet for a moment. "You treat me like a person, not like a whore that's been paid for."

I left her breast and brought my lips back to hers as I stilled my hips. "I do care... and I wish I could do more."

She pulled my lips to hers for another deep kiss. "I know... but you've done so much already... more than anyone else ever has," she murmured as our lips parted. She held my gaze for a long moment. "Thank you."

A smile tickled my lips as I began fucking her again. "The pleasure has been mine."