by Tammy Goaren
“Good Morning Shirley…” Owen greeted me as I entered the restaurant. “Good Morning Owen…” I greeted him back, smiling a little. Dylan passed by us, giving me a cheeky grin. “I forgot to tell you that you’re having your late night shift again tonight” he informed me while getting an envelope filled with cash and handing it over to me. “Of course..” I answered him with a nod. “You’re generous as usual Owen,” I complimented him. “We wouldn’t want a little something being the talk around here and ruining one of my employees now would we?” He slightly showed a photograph by slowly taking it out of his coat. “No, of course not…” I smiled a pretty little smile to please him.
STORY THIRTEEN
Chapter 1
The Texas desert heat is slowly starting to wane as the sun sets behind the hilly horizon. I’m staking out a remote border crossing, sure that my quarry is going to come this way. I’ve put a lot on the line for this, I hope my hunch pays off so I can put this bastard behind bars once and for all. I haven’t slept and all I’ve eaten is junk food, chips and hard candy to keep me awake ever since I heard that the greatest collar of my career got sprung from a prison transport. It took me months to finally get the proof I needed, I’m not going to let it slip through my fingers now. I’ll do anything, anything, to see that Raul Esperanza is put behind bars.
I glance over at the file in the passenger’s seat. It’s his file. The file I’ve carried with me everywhere for the last six months. My colleagues call me obsessed, but I prefer the term dedicated. I set my sights on a bad guy and I don’t rest until his slimy ass is being pounded in a federal prison. They can sit around getting fat on donuts and coffee if they want, but I became a DEA Agent to put a stop to crime and that means, no fucking shortcuts. Especially when it comes to men like Esperanza.
My eyes are drawn to his mug shot, that roguish smile making me shift uncomfortably even though I know it’s only a photo. The first time we met, he made my body shiver, his dark, smoldering gaze undressing me, revealing with only a glance, all the depraved things he was imagining doing to me. He was an arrogant bastard, propositioning me so openly when I questioned him. It was infuriating and yet I have to admit, his dashing magnetism and swarthy good looks had me on the verge of violating my highest principles. All so I could take him up on the offer to have the fuck of a lifetime.
I snort and flip the file closed. He was probably all talk anyway. In my experience, men could rarely deliver on their promises to rock my world. After an hour of building themselves up, they were done inside five minutes and I was still left wanting. My ex-boyfriend told me I was just insatiable, I guess he couldn’t stand the idea that he’s not God’s gift to women. Quite the opposite, but I need to focus on why I’m here and stop thinking about sex.
I let out a sigh and reach for another peppermint. If nobody shows before morning, I’ll know they didn’t come this way and then my only hope will be that the DEA task force watching the main crossing was able to apprehend him. I’ve come to have a pretty good understanding of Esperanza though. He’s not that stupid. His fellow dealers staged a heist on a prison transport for fuck’s sake. They’d have to be complete morons not to come this way!
It’s almost dark by the time anything happens. The peppermints are gone and my stomach is demanding a proper meal. I dig into one of the sandwiches I brought along to tide myself over until breakfast. When I’m just about done, I see the headlights coming down the road, winding their way through the hills in my direction.
I crumple up the remainder of the half-eaten sandwich with the wrapper and toss it into the seat beside me. I put a hand on my gun, every muscle on alert as I wait. The car pulls up and stops. After a few agonizingly slow moments, the doors on the black sedan pop open and three Hispanic men step out. I squint, being careful not to move, hoping they haven’t noticed my car yet. I was careful to park so that I’m mostly concealed from the road. I nearly let out a whoop of delight when I see Raul Esperanza approach the booth.
He’s wary, glancing around. This station has been abandoned for almost forty years and is only used by members of the government, if even then. It’s been at least a decade since the gate was opened. To be honest, I don’t even know how he found out about it, but right now, I don’t care about that. All I care about, is putting him back in a pair of hand cuffs.
I reach for my phone, holding it down low, so that the light from the display doesn’t draw attention. I key in a quick text, letting the task force know I’ve got eyes on our quarry and hope they can get here soon.
Esperanza and the two men with him, I recognize them as his lieutenants, Carlos and Javier, are discussing their options. I can’t hear what they’re saying, but if I had to guess, I imagine they’re trying to decide how best to break into the booth so they can open the gate and drive through. That’s fine by me, let them talk. The longer they talk the better. It buys more time for back up to get here.
As if on cue, the phone vibrates in my hand and I quickly lower it so I can read the message. A frown tightens my brow. They won’t be here for another hour at least! Shit! Esperanza will be long gone by then, over the border with the fifty million dollars of ill-gotten money that is probably safely stashed in that car. I can’t let him get away, not when we’re this damn close to finally catching him!
Chapter 2
I have to do something and fast. But what? I glance around the car, knowing that if I go in guns blazing I’ll probably end up dead. Three against one is not good odds, even with the element of surprise. I watch, frustration rising in my chest as Esperanza gives the order and his men go to the trunk of the car, no doubt to get tools.
Even having just broken out of a prison transport, he looks amazing. His dark hair shadowing his even darker eyes, his firm, square jaw set with confidence. I feel heat rise between my legs, as it’s not the first time I imagine what he looks like naked and what it would have been like if we’d met in another life. There’s no doubt in my mind that if circumstances were different I’d have torn off my panties the instant he fixed me with that lusty stare and let him ravage me to his heart’s content.
What am I doing? Am I fantasizing about a damn criminal? He’s the scum of the earth! This line of thought is not helping at all! Or… is it?
The idea hits me out of nowhere. It’s the lowest thing I’ve ever considered doing, but I’m willing to go to any length to get my man and if that means letting Raul Esperanza fuck me silly, then so be it! I quickly slide the gun out of my holster and stash it in the glove compartment. My phone and jacket I leave in the car as well. Before I reach for the handle, I unbutton the front of my shirt so that my black, lacy bra is peeking out.
Slowly and carefully, I step out of the car and close the door. Not wanting to startle the criminals and get shot, I approach with my hands raised.
“Esperanza!” I call out to him.
His goons drop what they’re doing and draw out their firearms, prompting me to quickly announce that I’m unarmed. Damn these bastards are jumping!
“Well, well,” his smooth voice causes heat to swell between my thighs. “If it isn’t Agent Ashely Reynolds, come to see me off.” He motions for me to come closer and I step slowly into the beam of headlights so he can see that I’m telling the truth. “I’m surprised you didn’t come in shooting, baby doll… Going out in a blaze of glory, seems more your style.”
I shrug. “I prefer living to dying. You were gonna see me when you came by, decided to surrender while I had the chance.”
He motions to Carlos and Javier and instantly one of them approaches me. Javier holsters his weapon, using both hands to pat me down. He lingers over my ass and tits, groping and cupping hungrily over my curves. I see Esperanza grin, he must enjoy watching the blatant violation. Sick bastard.
“She’s clean, boss.” Javier confirms, his hand still squeezing my ass cheek. “Maybe we should do a more thorough search though…”
His suggestion startles me. I had fully intended on manipulatin
g Esperanza into wasting time to fuck me, but I didn’t consider for a second that his lieutenants would be watching. The thought of them seeing me not only naked, but getting my pussy pounded gives me the urge to squirm. I’m not sure if I like the idea of being watched or not, my aching wetness and lack of sleep is clouding my judgment.
“Hmm, what do you think Agent Reynolds?” That sultry voice eases my apprehension. I feel a gush of moisture start to soak through my panties. “Do we need to do a more thorough search?”
“No!” I protest, despite how badly I want to throw myself at him. I need to let him believe this is all his idea, otherwise there’s nothing to stop him from shooting me (or at least restraining me) and driving off. “I’m not fucking wired or anything. Maybe I’m naive, but I thought if I surrendered you’d let me live. You’ve won, I’ve lost, but that shouldn’t mean I have to die or anything, right?” He doesn’t look convinced enough, I indicate my left pocket. “Hell, I’ll even help you out as a good faith gesture; I’ve got the key to the station…” Fuck, I really hope he buys this garbage.
He looks thoughtful, then exchanges a glance with his gang. “Well, it’s a start, baby doll.” He steps closer to me and I tilt my head up so I can look into his deep, dark eyes.
Being so close to him is almost too much for me to bear, I don’t know why I want him so bad, I shouldn’t want him at all. Why does he have to be so fucking hot? He puts a hand on my belly, his fingers trailing down as his palm slides lower and lower. I grit my teeth, trying hard not to quiver at his electric touch. When he’s almost reached my mound he slips over, going instead for my pocket and retrieving the keys.
I let out a sigh of relief, the tension was almost too much for me. He tosses the bundle of keys to Carlos. “Test those, make sure she’s not lying.”
Swallowing, I wait for him to move over to the door and fit the key into the lock. After a bit of wiggling it turns over and I swear I hear the deadbolt click.
“Aren’t you just full of surprises,” Esperanza’s voice is low and husky as he turns his attention back to me. “But you’re in the middle of nowhere with no back up. I know for a fact that your task force is fifty miles away from here. So, if you want your life, you’ll have to do better than open a door I could have opened on my own…”
I start to protest, to tell him I would never betray the DEA, but he puts a finger to my lips. The slight touch makes my pussy ache, I’m surprised at how badly I want his hands to be on my skin. Even if it’s just for five minutes, it’s been so long since I’ve been touched by a man and having never known true satisfaction only makes that worse. Just the chance that this super-hot, dangerous crime boss might actually be able to fuck my brains out has me incredibly turned on!
“Do as I say, Agent Reynolds, or there will be consequences. Do you understand?”
I nod, unable to resist the smooth charm radiating off him like a fine mist during a gentle summer rain.
“Good girl, now…” he steps back and I instantly want to reach out and pull him back. Dammit, what is wrong with me? I’m supposed to be playing him, but I realize in a moment of horrific clarity that he’s manipulating me like a puppet on a string! The worst part is that I don’t care.
“Strip off your clothes and shoes,” he commands, his voice soft and alluring.
I start with my shirt, slowly unbuttoning it, fully revealing the black bra beneath. Shrugging out of it, I let the white blouse fall to the dirt, then reach down and unsnap my jeans. I’m aware of all their eyes on me, watching as I wiggle my hips to get the form hugging garment over my ass. My shoes are simple slip-ons, I step out of them as I kick away the pants.
I’m left standing before the three men in only a lace bra and panties. It’s cold at night in the desert, my nipples are stiff and showing through the delicate fabric, I can’t help but shiver as the cool air settles on my bare skin.
“All your clothes,” Raul prompts me, his grin devilish as he flicks his gaze over my mostly naked body.
I wet my lips and then obey, unhooking my bra and tossing it away before dragging the panties down. Before I can discard them, Raul Esperanza holds out his hand. I hesitate, not quite sure what he wants, but when my sleep depraved brain catches up, I quickly hand over my panties.
He holds them up, putting the soaked crotch on display. “You’re a dirty girl, aren’t you Agent Reynolds?” he asks me, grinning wickedly as I stand here shivering in the cold.
I don’t say anything, I can’t admit that I want him as badly as I do, so I hold my tongue and let him keep talking.
“You must really need to get fucked, to have chased me so doggedly all this time. I told you the day we met, if you need cock, mine is available to you.” His grin never wavers. “But you didn’t take me up on that, instead you raided my house, tried to throw me in prison and now here you are, completely at my mercy. I know what you want, Agent Reynolds, I know what you need, but I’m going to make you beg for it, work for it…”
Another shiver runs down my spine and not from the cold. Trepidation wiggles in my chest, I’m afraid of what he’s about to say next and for the first time since I “surrendered”, I’m afraid I’ve made a terrible mistake.
“Carlos and Javier are going to have some fun with you. If you’re good and reward them for their hard work tonight, I’ll give your pussy the pounding it desperately needs. If you’re bad… I’ll still pound your pussy, but I’ll bring you to the edge of sweet ecstasy and then deny you the satisfaction of release. Do you understand?”
I nod in response, not willing to risk the chance of being left unfulfilled again. How crazy all of this is hasn’t hit me yet, I don’t even try to grasp that reality. I cling desperately to desire and lust, not caring about the consequences. I need this so badly, I had no idea until this very moment just how much I need to get fucked!
Chapter 3
Raul’s smile never falters, his eyes roaming me like a predator’s. “Good,” he breathes, openly pleased at my willingness. “Well go on then, boys, enjoy. Just remember her pussy is mine. You can do whatever you want to the rest of her. Isn’t that right?”
“Yeah,” I consent, my gaze flicking between Carlos and Javier. “Yeah, whatever they want…” my voice quivers as the words leave my lips. I’m about to be used in ways I don’t want to imagine, I should be horrified and yet, as they close in on me, all I feel is excited. I don’t know what they’re going to do to me, but I’m eager to find out!