The Playboy's Assassin

Lethal Weapon: Enrique.

I picked up a phone and peeked at Scarlett across the aisle. She examined a pack of cigarettes on a stand before picking it up. She moved to another stand and picked a lollipop. I moved to the checkpoint and paid for the phone. The town had only one convenience store that sold literally everything. It was a grocery store, a pharmacy, a gadgets store and it even had a boutique. I paid for the phone and Scarlett came up behind me. She grabbed a lighter from the stand in front of the cashier.

“You’re paying,” she said and walked away. I paid for her stuff and went out. She was waiting for me by the car.

“Where to next?” She puffed out smoke in my face and I coughed.

“You know that’s dangerous for you.”

“It’s not more lethal than I am. Besides, it looks like it’s going to rain soon. I’m just warming myself up.” I looked up at the sky and it did look cloudy.

“Maybe we should head back to the hotel.”

“And miss a chance to explore? No way. Since you’ve appointed yourself as my guide, you’ll have to come with me.” She opened the door and pushed me in then went round to join me in the passenger seat.

I had thought I’d be leading us as she’d suggested but she had led us to a cliff near the riverside. I looked down at the currents as the water thrashed against the rocks. “What are we doing here?”

“Sightseeing.” She took a drag from her cigarette. That was her fifth one today. I noticed her hand shook as she lifted the cigarette to her lips again. She took a deep breath and let it out.

“Sightseeing is the other way.” I pointed to the woods behind us. “I’m not exactly looking to go white water rafting. Besides, this is hardly the place for that kind of sport.”

“I had been here before and I just wanted to see it again.”

“Great! Now you’ve seen it, let’s go.” I turned to leave but she didn’t make a move. I sighed softly. “Come on. I have to go charge my phone.”

“You can leave if you want. I’d just like to be alone for a moment.” Her voice shook as she spoke and I frowned.

“What’s wrong?” She shook her head and dragged from her cigarette again. She looked sad and was barely keeping it together. She clenched her jaw and glared at the water. She was so intense, it was unnerving. So I did the one thing that in retrospect, I probably should’ve thought of before doing. I pushed her into the water. She screamed as she fell and landed in the water smoothly. She flailed and kicked against the current and I laughed. She was flopping around like a fish out of water.

“You look so ridiculous.” I snorted. Her arms flailed and the current threw her against the rocks. “Ouch!” I winced. That must’ve been painful.

“Help,” she sputtered as the water got in her mouth.

“The shore is not that far. Just swim to the river’s edge,” I said.

“I can’t swim,” she screamed. She struggled against the current but it threw her against the rocks again.

“Stop flapping around like a duck and swim.”

“I can’t swim,” she repeated. Was she joking? How the hell couldn’t she swim? The terrified look on her face made me realize she wasn’t joking. She sputtered as the current carried her away and she sank.

“Oh s**t!” I took off my shirt and dived into the water. I searched for her everywhere but I couldn’t see a trace of her. I went underneath the water and there she was, sinking to the bottom. I pulled her out and carried her to the shore. She was cold and unconscious. I rubbed her hands to make her warm and performed CPR on her. Still, she didn’t wake up. I was starting to think I had screwed up badly and killed her when she jolted up, coughing out water. I sighed in relief and pulled her towards me to rub her back. She wheezed and coughed and then to my utter surprise, she started to cry.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t know you couldn’t swim. You were acting so weird, I just thought you needed to cool off.” She pulled away from me and slapped me across the face. It stung. I had to twist my jaw to get rid of the bite. I guess I deserved that. She got up and walked back to the car. She got in the driver’s side and drove off.

“Oh come on! I said I was sorry,” I yelled after her. She poked her hand out of the car and gave me the middle finger as she drove away. “I already did anyway,” I said to myself. It was starting to get cold. I picked up my shirt and wore it. Then I started the long trek back to the hotel.

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It was already dark by the time I made it back to the hotel. My legs were throbbing and I was sweaty and tired and cold. I felt like a corpse as I climbed up the stairs. The only consolation was I had a warm bed waiting for me in the room. However, when I got to the room the door was locked.

I groaned and hit my head on the door. “Could this get any worse?” I knocked on the door but I knew she wasn’t going to open up.

Suddenly, the power went out and then the rain started. I could go back to the reception and ask Violet for a key but I hadn’t seen her at her desk on my way up and going back down only to come up again would take too much energy. So, I sank to the floor in despair.

It was at that position Scarlett found me when she opened the door in the morning. “Hello, Sunshine. Hope you had a wonderful night’s rest?”

I glanced at her and hissed, then stood. I was cold. My whole body ached and I hadn’t had much sleep. I was sure my eyes were swollen or there’d be dark circles underneath them. She didn’t look all that relaxed herself. She looked like she hadn’t had much sleep either. I pushed past her and went into the bathroom. I’d take a warm bath and just lie in bed all day.

I felt much better after my bath and I stretched then yelped as Scarlett grabbed me and pushed me on the bed. She mashed her lips with mine and pulled off my towel. “What are you doing?” I asked.

“Releasing tension,” she replied and then slid down my body to my crotch. She grabbed my p***s and licked the tip before proceeding to suck it. I moaned as her head bobbed up and down. With every stroke of her tongue, I got harder. I grabbed her head and pushed it down till I could feel the back of her throat. She gagged and pulled away from me. Then she sucked on the tip again, rolling her tongue on it and I nutted in her. She took every bit of all I had to give before pulling away. Then she licked her lips and I shuddered. She took off her top and panties. I stared at her n*****s hard as pebbles and I got hard again.

She climbed on top of me and slid down on me. I bit my bottom lip and sighed. Then she started to move, slowly at first. I looked into her eyes and she stared back at me with a burning intensity. I tried to make her move faster but she stopped and then continued again at her slow pace. I need this, her eyes spoke. I placed my hands at her waist and traced her tattoo. The skin there was raised and swollen. The tattoo was covering a scar. There were other scars on her body too. One was a round puckered skin on her shoulder, another by her right rib and one like a knife wound below her belly. They were all faded and barely visible but now that I was paying attention, I could see all of them. What could’ve happened to her to get so many scars?

I didn’t ponder on it long as she increased her pace and I lost my train of thought. She moaned and arched her back, her chest jutting out in the air. I wanted her to moan my name, wanted to hear her breathless whisper. I trailed my fingers up to her chest and captured both n*****s. I pinched them and rolled them around. I could feel her tightening on me. She was close to c****x. I slapped her breast and pinched the other n****e and she released. She moaned loudly as she bucked on me, riding me in a frenzy. She looked so beautiful, my mouth opened as I fell over the edge and released in her. She panted as she looked down at me. Her skin glistened with sweat, her hair stuck to her face. Her chest heaved as sweat trickled down her breasts. I caught in my finger as it went down a n****e and pinched it. It hardened.

She sighed softly and tried to get off me but I held her down. I was starting to get aroused again. I played with her n*****s whilst staring into her eyes and she moaned in her throat. A shudder went through me and I pushed her off me then pinned her down to the bed. I pushed both breasts together and sucked on both n*****s, rolling my tongue around them and nipping at them. I had her moaning loudly and thrashing against me. Then she finally moaned my name.

“Enrique,” she said softly and I lost it. I spread her legs apart and placed them on my shoulders then plunged into her and pushed down on her thighs. She almost jerked off the bed as I increased my speed and went deeper into her. She moaned incoherently. I seized her lips to shut her up and got lost in the moment. Her lips were soft, cold and wet and I couldn’t get enough of them. Her fingers scratched my back and it stung but I pushed deeper into her. Our sounds filled the room, bouncing off the walls. And I was just all too grateful there was no one in the next room to hear us. Our o****m was in sync this time and much more powerful than the last.

I pushed off her and rolled to the side as I panted heavily. “That was amazing,” I said. Her back was to me but I wanted to see how she felt. I threw my arms around her and pulled her closer to me. She didn’t object. Then I placed my hand on her chest. I could feel her heart beating rapidly. I smiled. She didn’t need to say anything for me to know she felt the same way. I nuzzled her neck and smelt her hair. It smelt of the shampoo in the shower. Morning mist. She turned to face me and rested her head on my chest and sighed.

A few minutes later, she was sleeping soundly. I looked around the room and found my phone on the cabinet. She had already opened the box and was charging the phone. I pulled away from her and she didn’t even stir. I must’ve made her exhausted. Truthfully, I was exhausted too but I needed to make a call before she woke up. I tiptoed to my bag and pulled out my SIM card from the side pocket. I had managed to salvage it when she smashed my phone on the floor. I put the SIM in the phone and turned it on. I didn’t bother setting it up before making a call.

I went into the bathroom so I'd be out of earshot in case she woke up. The phone rang and rang but he didn’t pick up. I tried again but he didn’t pick the call. Where the hell could he have kept his phone?

Damn it, Diego! Pick the f*****g phone.

I decided to send him a message. He would surely see it when he saw my missed call.

Call me.

I went back to the room and joined her in bed. I just hoped he’d call back soon. Our time here was almost over and after that, I didn’t know where else I’d go. I couldn’t go back to my apartment. I couldn’t stay with Diego either. I didn’t want him to end up dead like those police officers. The only way I could go back was if the people trying to kill me were caught and Scarlett was the only one who knew them. She was my only key to getting out of this alive.