A Bullet Never Lies(Closed for Courage)

Irene paused as Beau asked her if everything was alright and she gave him a smile. “It’ll do. I’ve stayed in worse places.” She told him in all honest, the need for her to be comfortable etched on his face.

“Beau, trust me. I’ll tell you if I’m uncomfortable.” She said as she reached out and placed her palm on his cheek. “Just let me go at my own pace and we’ll be alright.”

She smiled at him once more as she turned back to the cabinets. “How about spaghetti? I can have it made in 15 minutes.”
 
Beau smiled and nodded. "I really enjoy spaghetti. That sounds good to me," he said softly, quickly pulling the surveillance cameras up on his secured network. He wanted to make sure that they were very secured, and ready if someone did in fact show up.

He went to the armory and quickly started pulling out weapons, including assault rifles and large caliber sniper rifles. He also grabbed several handguns and shotguns to place around the safe house, in case anything happened.

He made his way back into the kitchen, then walked behind Irene. He wrapped his arms around her waist, softly kissing her neck. "That smells delicious, sweetheart," he said softly, enjoying the feel of holding the woman he loved in his arms.
 
Irene sighed as Beau slipped behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. She leaned back against him as he kissed her neck, her bottom squirming against him as he held her close.

“Thank you.” She said softly, turning her head towards him and kissing him gently. She gave him a smile as their kiss broke, finally able to relax around him in intimate moments such as this.

“If you keep that up, the food will burn.” She said, laughing as he placed another kiss to her neck and she reached the turn the burners off.
 
Beau kissed her again, then stepped back. He didn't want the food to burn, so just smiled and watched her work. "I don't want things to burn, so I'll stop," he said. He sat down at the table in the kitchen after pulling plates and silverware out.

He smiled as he watched her again, sitting. He was going to leave it up to her whether or not she wanted to wait for the food and have fun, or for the food to come first.
 
Irene smiled to herself as she heard Beau tell her that he would stop. Looking over her shoulder at him with the most innocent look that she could muster. “What if I didn’t want you to stop?” She asked him in a husky tone, a smile crossing her lips briefly.
 
Beau immediately hopped up from his seat, then slid behind Irene. He wrapped his arms around her and smiled. "I wanted to continue," he said softly, before kissing the side of her neck. He started to gently nibble on her shoulder before squeezing her gently.
 
Irene sighed softly as his arms slid around her and pulled her back against his body. She shivered as his lips nibbled at her shoulder and neck before he squeezed her tightly. She reached a hand behind her, finding his hair and tangling her fingers in his thick locks.

“Good. I was hoping you would.” She whispered as she pushed her bottom back against his rising erection, wiggling her hips to tease him.
 
Beau kept kissing and nibbling as he groin his hips right back against hers. He wasn't bothered by it, and it actually felt amazing. She had one of the best behinds he had ever seen, and the feeling I it grinding against him felt wonderful. He just didn't want to get too carried away and do something like make a mess in his pants.

"Sweetheart, you have an amazing body. If you keep grinding back against me like that, we aren't going to eat for quite some time," he said, teasingly nipping at her earlobe. His hands started to softly glide across her stomach over her shirt. He was slowly becoming an expert on her body.
 
“Suddenly I’m not hungry.” She said in her haughty tone, a shiver passing through her body as he nipped on her earlobe and his fingers started to glide over her belly, searching for the hem of her shirt.

“If you trail down that low, you better be ready to finish the job.” Irene growled, her fingers tightening in his hair as she rubbed her hips more firmly against his straining erection.
 
Beau smiled, spurred on by her words. He kept nibbling he neck and shoulders, sucking gently as well. His hands still kept roaming along her stomach, teasing her to no end. He wanted her to be nice and wet for him, as well as completely lost in the passion that he was slowly sinking into.

He decided to quit teasing, suddenly sliding his right hand down her pants, under her panties. His left hand slid under her shirt to her breasts. He quickly slid two fingers into her wet pussy, reaching in as far as he could before working them in and out of her. He kept his left hand busy as well, kneading each breast, teasing her nipples through her bra. He curled his fingers a bit more, finally finding her g-spot. He wanted her to cum for him, and then he would definitely finish what he started.
 
Irene let out a low moan as he nibbled on her neck and shoulders, sucking the skin until it pinkened and bruised. She shivered as his hand continued to tease her, stroking across her clothed belly until she was squirming in his arms.

“Beau…” She sighed, her head turning to the side to look into his eyes as his hand suddenly pushed beneath her pants and under her panties. “Oh!”

She jerked in his arms as his fingers curled into her pussy, her wet lips parting easily under his grip. Then his other hand slid beneath her shirt, cupping her breasts and teasing her nipples through her bra until she was gasping with need.

“Yes!” She hissed as his fingers curled even more, brushing against her g-spot until she was trembling with intense need. Her hips bucked against his fingers, her lips parted in a soundless scream as he drove her towards a peak that she’d never been to before.

A yelp sounded before she came, melting into his arms as his wicked fingers pumped in and out of her pussy with a sucking noise.
 
Beau smiled to himself as Irene all but collapsed in his arms. He slowly stopped pumping his fingers in and out of her, then withdrew his bad from her pants completely nuke other hand came out from under her shirt until he had his arms wrapped around her waist. He scooped her up into his arms.

He quickly carried her to the next room, laying her down on the large California king they would be sharing. He quickly undressed her, then followed suit, undressing himself. He was as hard as he could ever remember as he climbed on top of her.

He saw her eyes clutter open as he slid the head of his cock through her soaking lips. He made sure he was nice and lubed up, before looking into her eyes and whispering, "I love you." As he slid into her in one even push.

He was almost taken aback by how hot she was as he started thrusting in and out of her, starting a a fast pace. He knew she was already back on edge, and he wouldn't be able to las very log inside of her, especially with how hot and wet she was. He hadn't felt anything this good in his whole life.
 
Irene was still trembling as Beau lifted her in his arms and carried her into the next room. She moaned as he lay her on a bed and quickly undressed her. She licked her lips as he stripped in front of her, his hard cock sticking straight at her as he climbed on top of her.

He teased her by rubbing the head of his cock through her lips, her body so wet and ready for him that she was nearly beside herself. She looked up into his eyes as he whispered that he loved her and she bit down on her lower lip as he pushed into her with one sure thrust.

“I love you too.” She whispered back, his thrusting pace punishing but so incredibly good. She wrapped her legs around his hips, her heels digging into his flexing ass as he drove into her with a mission.

Wrapping her arms around his neck, she drew him down into a passionate kiss. Her lips made love to him as he thrust into her, his cock stretching her passage in the most delicious way.
 
Beau groaned as he felt Irene's legs lock around his waist. He always liked when he was held in place. It drove him into her harder. He was completely lost in the pleasure he was experiencing with her. He just hoped she was as well.

He felt his orgasm creeping up on him as he leaned down and bit her shoulder. "I'm gonna cum, and I'm gonna fill you completely," he said, his voice low and filled with lust. He trust ito her and growled as his stomach, ass, and thighs clenched, holdi him in place as he filled her completely with his seed.
 
Irene let out a loud cry as Beau’s teeth bit down sharply on her shoulder. The pain combined with the pleasure and the grown of his words against her ear made her buck up against him, her pussy clenching in orgasm yet again.

“Yes!” She yelped as he thrust deeply into her and his seed coating her with scalding heat. “Oh, yes!”

She clung to him as she felt his body stiffen and she was panting as he collapsed on top of her. Her hands stroked along his naked body, caressing him in the aftermath of their hurried love making.
 
Beau tries to calm his breathing, but was unable to. Instead, he just laid half on Irene, his heart hammering in his chest. He sighed happily as he finally caught his breath. He propped himself up on his hands and looked at her.

"You, my dear, are one amazin woman," he said before leaning down and kissing her softly. He was happy that she had taken over his heart. He could t have found a better girl to fall in love with if he had been trying. Instead, it just naturally happened.
 
Irene smiled as he complimented her, his lips soon following as he kissed her with a gentle passion that stole her breath away. She sighed and reached up to cup his cheeks, her own lips responding with a passion of her own.

“You’re not so bad yourself.” She whispered as the kiss broke and she stared up at the handsome man that had slowly wormed his way into her life. “Why don’t you go get the food and we can eat in bed? I have to keep your strength up if we’re going to keep doing this.”
 
Beau smiled and then slid out of bed. He quickly made his way to the kitchen, before pulling out the food that had been put in the oven to stay warm. He dished the food onto plates, and brought glasses, silverware, and tea to drink as he made his way back to bed. He slid in after setting everything down in front of them.

"Here you are, love. It all smells delicious, and we have tea to drink," he told Irene quietly. He passed her a glass and a fork, then settled back. He leaned slightly against her, enough to be in constant contact as they ate. He sighed happily, not knowin of anywhere he'd rather be.
 
Their meal passed in relative silence. She kept stealing glances towards Beau as he ate and she wondered what was going on in that head of his. Was he thinking about what they had just done? Was he thinking about the threats from the outside world? Was he thinking about her?

“You know, I find it strange that no one has contacted us about being burned. I mean, we both had so many contacts and not a single one has come forward to try and help.” She said softly, her thoughts turning towards work.
 
Beau thought about about it for a minute. "It's probably survival kicking in. In our business, contacts only seem to last as long as we are doing well. Or at least as long as we have something to offer in return," he said after collecting his thoughts. It was most likely true as well. This business was all about favors and services for information.

"Granted, there are a few of us who have become friends with our contacts, but most of our sources would turn us over instead of help us. Those that would help us are in hiding to wait and see what happens," Beau reasoned. He snuggled closer to Irene and looked up at her. "Has something got you worried?" He asked.
 
“No, I just want to be prepared in case of the worst.” Irene said as Beau snuggled up to her. She smiled and curled up against his side. “I always just like to be prepared. I’m not afraid of admitting that I don’t know what to do with myself now that we can’t work.”

Looking up towards Beau, she let out a soft sigh. “I never saw myself as a woman that could be in a relationship. I always thought it would make me weak to have to care about someone else.”
 
Beau just chuckled. "I used to think that as well. Then I met you, and all of that changed," he said. He looked at her and smiled as he softly rubbed her back. He knew hugs would get complicated once they were out of this mess, but he knew they would make it work. It was what both of them did. They made things work, no matter what.

"Well, chances are that we could get back into the business once this is over. If we toppled two agencies by ourselves, work wouldn't be hard to come by. I don know about you, but I honestly don't need to work anymore. All the contracts I've fulfilled have let me in that situation," Beau said.
 
“I guess I never thought about life outside of the business.” Irene said, snuggling up against Beau’s side and sighing softly. “I’ve been at this so long that to think of anything else seems strange.”

“I mean, I’ve got more money then I could probably ever spend in my lifetime. I just thought I’d be killed in the line of duty.” Glancing up towards his face, she gave him a smile and shrugged. “Maybe I need to start thinking about a family and another career.”
 
Beau nodded. He'd also thought that he would have been killed by now. "Maybe we both need to do that. I sure know that my résumé isn't exactly amazing. I do have trades, but if I'm asked where I learned them, that's going to be tough," he said. He had been toying with an idea though, and decided to see what Irene thought.

"I was also thinking about just retiring somewhere. It would be off grid, or maybe not. Once we take out our agencies, I don't think anyone will try to find us. Mainly because of fear, but also respect. What are your thoughts on that?" He asked, wrapping his arms around her and pullin her as close as he could.
 
“I don’t really know the answers to that question. I’ve made a lot of enemies.” She said simply as he pulled her close and she rested her head against his shoulder, yawning loudly as she curled up next to him.

“We could build a cozy little house in the woods. A place that only we know. A place where we can be…normal.”
 
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