A Bullet Never Lies(Closed for Courage)

Irene smiled, tearing up herself as she shared the magical moment with her husband. He was her rock, the man that had completely changed her views on life, and the father of her growing child. She had never been more proud of anything in her life. The fact that he was proud along with her made her absolutely glow.

She returned his kiss with a happy sigh, her forehead resting firmly against his. Looking him in the eye, she felt that the stress of the past few days had completely gone away. Anything was possible with Beau by her side.

She was giggling in a giddy way as he rested her hand over his, bringing up the topic of names yet again. It was one of their favorite discussions, made even more real by the fact that their child was now big enough to move.

“I think the next time I go to the doctor, I’m going to find out what we’re having. I know you want a surprise, but I’m dying to know.” She murmured softly, kissing her husband again until she was absolutely breathless.
 
"I actually agree with you. I want to be able to paint our room, and have names picked out and ready. I'm also ready to know if we are having a little boy, or little girl," he said. It went without saying that their kid would be spoiled in the best way, but he still wanted to know to make everything perfect.

He chuckled at the thought of having a daughter. She'd have him wrapped around her finger from the moment he saw her. He wondered what it would be like, but decided that it would just have to be something to experience and not contemplate.

He was pulled from his thoughts with the kiss, letting it grow until they were both breathless and he was hot. He set the laptop down and then snuggled against her, an odd display since he was usually the big spoon, but nevertheless snuggled against her and sighed contentedly and wrapped his arms around her waist gently. He had the best of life in his arms.
 
“Look at you…all ready to be domesticated.” She teased with a grin. “I like seeing this side of you, Beau.”

She snuggled down with Beau on the bed as he curled up against her. Irene smiled at the little moment, feeling him start to relax after their stressful time on the run. This is what she had always hated about their profession, but with her husband by her side it was made a lot more bearable.

Of course, Irene was thinking about anything but work as she slipped her fingers into her husband’s briefs, her fingers circling around his hardening cock. She worked on stroking him gently, moaning against the kiss that they shared as the moment heated out of control.
 
Beau groaned as he felt his wife's small, hot hands wrap around his cock. He hadn't thought about sex since they had it in the hotel, but her body brought it out in him. He rolled a little to give her more room for what she wanted to do.

He could guess what she was getting at, so lifted his hips and removed his boxers before settling back down, kicking them off. He pulled her half on top of him, giving him easy access to her breasts and sensitive nipples.

He pressed into the kiss a little harder as he tweaked her nipples, feeling her hand starting to move on his cock. He started to knead her breasts a little more firmly, letting her know that he was waiting for her to take the lead.
 
Irene moaned as Beau lifted her so she was half on top of him, his boxers pushed down to give her more access to what she wanted. Very slowly, she stroked his cock, getting him hard as he tweaked and teased her nipples until she was squirming in his lap. When the kiss broke, she was panting, her eyes locking onto his as she smiled.

“We’re going to celebrate tonight, baby.” She said softly, pressing another kiss to his lips before she trailed her lips down his jaw, over his chest until she was wrapping her mouth around the head of his cock, moaning at the taste that was purely Beau.
 
Beau groaned as he felt her mouth around his cock. He loved when she gave him a blow job, and she always seemed to love doing it. It was the exact same when he went down on her. There was something distinctly Irene about it for him, and he guessed it was the same for her.

He could feel her working more of his cock into her mouth, the head of his cock touching the back of her throat, before slowly being pushed into it. He groaned as he felt her doing all of this, and knew he would cum, and quickly, unless he was able to stop her.

He pulled her off and then kissed her hard and passionately. "Baby, I love when you do that, but if we are going to celebrate, I don't want to come to the party early, so to speak," he said with a smile as a finger found her wet slit, sliding into her with ease as he immediately started to attack her g-spot and ground his palm against her clit.
 
Irene loved the feel of Beau’s throbbing cock against her lips. One of her greatest pleasures in life was sucking her husband until he exploded against her tongue. She moaned, her eyes lficking up the hard plains of his muscles as she watched him enjoy what she was doing. She could tell that moment before he lost control and her mouth watered at the thought of the hot seed that was about to explode in her mouth.

But she was stopped as he pulled her off his cock before the explosive moment. Irene whimpered in need as he kissed her hard and passionately, his finger finding its way to her wet slit and slipping deeply inside her body. Her lips opened in a gasp, her eyes locked on his as he rubbed her fingers against her g-spot and caressed her clit with his palm.

“Oh, God, Beau. Oh, baby…” She whimpered, her hips dancing against his hand. “You’re going to make me fill your hand with hot juices.”
 
Beau smiled, loving when she did that. There was something about being able to give this kind of pleasure to the woman he loved that made it that much more erotic, and extremely addictive. He pushed another finger slowly into her, and then started to almost attack her g-spot, driving her to her orgasm.

He waited until she was almost done before sliding up her body, lining himself up, and sinking into her slowly, feeling her muscles trembling and clenching on him, before unclenching and repeating. That feeling was one of the best in the world to him.

"Would you rather I fill you with something," he whispered into her ear as he started to slowly thrust into her, pulling out almost all the way, before repeating the process, keeping it slow and letting both of them enjoy the feeling of togetherness.
 
Irene gasped and moaned hotly as he attacked her sensitive areas with a vengence. She threw her head back, her body arching like a bow as she came for him in a warm, wet rush. Her fingers clenched his shoulders, clamping tightly as she sought to keep herself upright from the rush of the sudden, violent orgasm.

“Beau…” She whimpered as he slipped into her body as she continued to clench and pulse for him. “I need you…”

She shivered as he whispered into her ear, thrusting into her body with a slow motion that let them both feel completely in tune with one another. She kissed him passionately, her lips clinging to his as they made sweet love.
 
Beau kissed his wife back just as passionately as she kissed him. He loved the feel of her lips on his, the want and desire evident in the way she clutched at him, and their lips moved against each other. His hips involuntarily slammed against hers, reacting to the passion.

He groaned softly, repeating the gesture. He could feel her body reacting, and started to slam into her hard every couple of slow thrusts. He loved the way her body reacted to his, and seemed not to be able to get enough of it.

"Irene, my love, what you do to me.....is amazing," he said in between thrusts. He kissed her softly and slowly, surprising her with a few hard thrusts, before kissing her passionately, his tongue snaking into her mouth and teasing hers.
 
Irene moaned each time Beau slammed his hips up against her, their bodies rocking from the thrust of his hips against hers. She was drowning in his kisses, each one more heated then the last until she swore she would catch on fire. Her arms were looped around his neck, her body moving against his perfectly.

Once their kiss broke, she pulled her lips from his and looked deeply into his eyes. She whimpered as his cock speared her wet, weeping flesh. She shivered in his arms as her lips found their way to his chin, nipping and nibbling at his skin as she sought to enflame him completely.

“I want that cock pounding into my pussy, Beau.” She murmured as her lips found their way to his earlobe as she suckled on it and bit it gently. “I want you to tumble me back on the sheets and take me like the wild animal I know you can be.”
 
Beau growled at Irene, pulling out of her before tossing her onto the bed. He rolled her onto her stomach, before spreading her legs and slamming back into her. He let his passion and lust for his wife take control as the animal came out.

He nipped at her ear, growling softly, while slamming his hips against hers. "Gonna fuck you just like you want, and keep going until you beg me to stop," he said.

His hands slid under her body, holding himself up as he teased her nipples while pounding his cock into her hard and fast, taking her the way his body was demanding him to take her.
 
Irene cried out as she was suddenly tossed onto the bed, his strong hands flipped her to her belly and supporting her as he spread her legs and slammed his cock back into her body. It ripped the air from her lungs and filled her with so much lust as her husband showed her just how much he had to give to her. He nipped at her ear, growling in that husky way that made her melt inside.

“Just like that, baby. Fuck me hard.” She whimpered, shivering as he promised to make her beg for rest.

She gasped as she felt his hands snake beneath her body, teasing her nipples as he slapped his hips against hers hard and fast, the sound filling the air around them. It was so incredibly sexy, she thought to herself as he made love to her in the way that they both enjoyed.

“Beau…I’m going to cum….” She whimpered, her pussy aching for release as he continued to spear her flesh over and over again.
 
Beau just growled, the sound becoming more feral as he slammed his hips into hers. He knew that Irene loved this, and the animalistic urges that he had were coming out as he continued to take her, again and again.

"Cum for me, my love," he growled softly, biting her shoulder gently as he felt her cumming. He could feel her muscles clenching and unclenching around him, and it just drove him to thrust in and out of her faster and a little harder. He felt himself getting closer, and waited until just after she finished her own orgasm.

"Cumming," he said breathlessly, slamming into her and holding still as he came deep inside her, feeling their fluids spilling out around his cock.
 
“Yes!” Irene yelped as Beau slammed his hips against her roughly and she came as he nipped on her shoulder gently.

She moaned as she heard his breathless sigh, his hips slamming home and holding deep as she felt his seed bursting inside of her body. She was panting, her skin covered in a thin sheen of sweat as she hung limp in his arms.

“Oh God, baby…that was so good.” She murmured, glad that he was supporting her as her muscles shook like jelly.
 
Beau just nodded, too worn out to speak at the time. He snuggled against his wife and sighed happily, kissing wherever his lips could reach.

"You...Are an.....Amazing woman," he said, pausing each time to kiss another part of her. He loved the way she tasted, smelled, felt, and couldn't get enough of her. He nuzzled against her and then looked at her, smiling happily.

"I haven't gone that crazy in a while. Was that okay?" he asked, wanting to make sure she wasn't hurt.
 
“That was perfect, babe.” Irene said with a sigh as they basked in the afterglow of their intense love making. “I love it when you get a little rough.”

With his help, she was soon lying on her side, his warm body pressing against her back as they stroked along one another’s naked flesh. She loved the feel of his strong muscles beneath her hand and it made her smile to think that he could be so gentle with her.

“The more I think about the name Jude, the more it grows on me.” She confessed to him, playing with the wedding band on his finger as she made idle talk.
 
Beau smiled. "I like that. It could be a boy or girl, and we could still call the baby Jude. What about a middle name? he asked, stroking her hair with his free hand.

He had been toying with a few names, but with Jude, he didn't know what exactly would go with it, especially with his last name.

He leaned forward just a bit and kissed her neck, licking and sucking gently, before pulling away and squeezing his wife softly. He knew that their child would be amazing, no matter it's middle name.
 
“I don’t know…” She said softly, a little moan leaving her lip as she felt her husband nibbling and sucking on her neck. Definitely one of her hot spots, she sighed as Beau squeezed her tightly against his warm body.

“I wish all of this were over, Beau.” She said softly, sharing her fears with her husband. “I want to be at home, painting a nursery instead of hiding out in a safe house.”
 
Beau nodded. He would much rather be getting ready for their baby, together and safely, rather than hiding and worrying that they might be killed.

"We will be doing that soon. Once everything is figured out, we will be ready to go and then just take care of one thing and be done with this life, forever," he said quietly, kissing her softly.
 
Irene was quiet after that, her thoughts consuming her as she fiddled with Beau’s wedding band. She didn’t feel much like talking as her thoughts overwhelmed her. She sighed as she felt his hands caressing her belly, protecting her and her child from the dangers of the world outside their door.

Soon, she felt her eyes drooping, sleep coming upon her almost suddenly. “I like the name Emilie.” She murmured sleepily, her eyes closed but her mind still churning. “And maybe Benjamin.”
 
Beau nodded. "I like those as middle names. We can keep Jude, and if it's a boy go Jude Benjamin, or a girl go Jude Emilie. How does that sound?" he asked, gently rubbing her belly as he wondered what they would be having. He just wanted them to be safe and able to live a normal life.

He pulled Irene back against him, and then spun her around, before pulling her on top of him. He smiled and ran his fingers through her hair, before kissing her. "I love you, and can't wait for our baby to get here," he said softly.
 
Irene woke briefly as Beau spun her around and pulled her on top of his chest. She sighed and nuzzled against his shoulder, finding her favorite spot and settling in for sleep.

“I love you too. I can’t wait for our baby to get here either.” She said as she yawned and let herself relax into a well deserved sleep.
 
Beau smiled as she fell asleep on top of him. He wiggled back a bit to get more comfy, before settling in and relaxing as sleep took him.

He had a great dream, where he and his wife were finally safe, and they had two beautiful baby girls, and a handsome baby boy. The girls were about two years older than the boy, and he could see how wonderful the family was.

He woke up in the middle of the night wanting that dream to come true. He smiled and settled back down to sleep, knowing it would once this mess was sorted out.
 
Irene woke near dawn with a yawn and the need for a restroom. Pushing herself off Beau’s chest, she pressed a kiss to her sleeping husband’s cheek before she shuffled off towards the bathroom. After relieving herself, she pulled on a robe and made her way into the kitchen to fix an early breakfast.

The smell of bacon, eggs and toast soon filled the little house and she could hear people rousing from their slumber to come and get a hot breakfast and start planning for their new mission.
 
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