Killer Tuna Redux: Dream Hard with a Vengeance

by illusorygentleman

This spinoff SVAD/IG Team-Up lines up with KTR, beginning with the characters' dreams after their well earned rest in KTR2, but this 'story/one (or two) shot collection will continue as long as KTR does. This will interact with conversations in the main KTR series and vice versa. Rated a very hard M for content and language.

4. Secret Agent Woman 2

Less than a week since the last update, but I know a number of you (two is a number afterall) are chomping at the bit to see what happens next with our Spy story so here we are. I was worried some of the rough stuff with Beck/Tasha would not go over well, but it seems like everyone thought it was fine, so perhaps I'm just a worrier. Not much to warn you about on this one, save for all the things that my stories normally contain, plus a little of that old fashioned violence. Hope you enjoy.

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"Uhhh…" a soft moan escaped Jade's lips as she regained consciousness, the soft rumbling of machinery going about its mechanical processes and the faint light behind her eyelids stirring her senses to return to the waking world. She started blinking to try to get her bearings, but with the overhanging light providing the moving and uneven illumination for the room, it was too much for her at the moment and she clenched her eyes shut, trying to fight off the pounding in her head as she continued to slowly gather her thoughts as to her last memory.

Other than the resonating sharp pain in her head, she felt a stretching and aching in her arms and shoulders. She blinked several more times to try to focus on her soundings and realized that her arms were on each side of her face and her hands were tied tight above her head with a hard plastic zip tie, balanced on a hook. Her wrists naturally struggled to attempt to get out her bonds, cutting into the hard plastic, and as she thrashed through the pain, she felt herself start to sway and realized that her legs weren't supporting her weight and feet were freely dangling.

The spy looked down to see that she was dangling about a dozen feet over a large vat filled with a thick swirl of a multi-color liquid that looked like it was on the verge of boiling by the whiffs of steam and gentle rise of bubbles to the surface.

A familiar and sweet voice called out to her, "Jade… I suppose good morning is in order. Glad to see your ability to sleep through anything is still intact…"

"Given the fact that you used to routinely put me to sleep with how fucking boring you are, it can't be that surprising…" she muttered, with a deep sigh before fully opening her eyes. Jade snapped her head up to see Beck, standing opposite to her on a catwalk that overlooked the row of vats, smiling at her- a pleasant, smooth grin that most of the female population of their former high school would have liked to be on the receiving end, but she saw through his bullshit, into those eyes to see that any friendliness was the furthest consideration from his mind. On his right stood Tasha, fully dressed once more, staring at her with a blank expression, but her eyes showed she wasn't comfortable with the situation.

Should have capitalized on her rather than ignoring her… she thought to herself. Maybe I could have avoided this if I didn't have my "ex blinders" on. Jade took several deep breaths, then immediately coughed when the first fumes of the boiling material filled her lungs.

"Oh no… Did we forget to get you a mask?" Her former love smirked, taking a bit of pleasure in her discomfort, and commented, "I wouldn't breathe too deeply. The fumes aren't exactly the healthiest thing to breathe in this place. It is a chemical factory after all. Very dangerous."

The spy softly growled then answered, "Thanks for the tip, asshole. How about you let me down so I don't have to breathe anymore of these fumes?"

The handsome tycoon shook his head and chuckled, "I can't do that Jade since I have plans for you. Besides, I don't really expect you to be among the breathing population for much longer anyway."

"Plans for me? Hanging me over a vat of… whatever that mess is down there… that's the plan? Don't you think that's a little cliché?"

"Eh…" Beck said with a gentle shrug. "Yes I do… but I'm kinda beyond caring about that because you hurt my feelings. You came here to kill me. Not really something that's easy to get over."

"Neither was you fucking Alyssa Vaughn on my birthday… but I guess we were just meant to break each other's hearts. Jade licked her lips then tightened her jaw, defiantly staring back. "But this shit… it's not personal. I told you back in the office before ass-fuck-sistant shot me… you're selling some dangerous things you're not supposed to sell to people, so you have to be stopped."

"And having me arrested wasn't good enough?" Beck shouted, losing his cool as he watched Tasha twitch at the snide comment. "A bullet in me was the only answer?"

Jade would shrug a shoulder if her hands weren't bound above her head. "It was an order."

"And you had no problem carrying it out…" He had completely lost his easygoing expression by this point and spat out, "…even with our history… I kinda take that personally."

The lovely spy held a guarded gaze, not wanting to reveal even a hint that she felt any regret in taking the assignment. She wouldn't plead or beg for anything from him just so he could humiliate her further.

"So what do you want from me? A fucking apology?"

Beck grinned, a little madness showing in his eyes, and answered, "No Jade, I don't want an apology. I want you out of my life for good." He reached over to a hanging yellow control block that was dangling to his left and flipped a switch.

"Ugh!" Jade jerked downward suddenly, then very slowly started lowering towards the vat. She took less than a second to realize what he was doing and spat out, "Killing me won't solve anything. They still know about you and they'll send another."

The executive lazily answered, "Perhaps, but we'll see how they feel when I ship them your wax encased body. A subtle gift that might give any of their other operatives pause in coming after me. You'll be the perfect statue… I wonder if that All-American boy will appreciate the Star Wars reference."

Jade resisted growling and calmed her jaw tightly.

"Actually, I might save more on shipping… and make more in the process if I sell you as individual candles," the Canadian criminal sneered. "Send one piece a month as they search for me in vain and this could last years. I'll call it 'The Jade of the Month Club.' This month will probably just be a finger but maybe April will be an ear. There's only two so you know those are limited edition."

"You sick fuck!" she screamed out, unable to keep her calm demeanor for much longer. "I don't care what it takes… you will fucking die for this!"

"You always could 'wax poetic,' Jade…" Beck laughed, with a firm grip on the guardrail while reaching back to grab a long metal pole. With a quick thrust, it struck right into her bruised side where the vest blocked Tasha's first shot, and gave her a strong push to give her a slow rotation. He laughed, "I'll be back in a bit to see you after you're done. Try not to move to much as you boil if you don't mind. I want a clean mold to sculpt. Goodbye Jade."

He turned and started down the catwalk to head for the steps. Tasha gave her a pitiful look then started off to catch up with Beck.

Jade rotated enough to face out to the rest of the production floor to see Beck and Tasha reach the bottom floor and headed off the production floor, leaving two guards to watch her demise.

The spy's mind raged with resentment toward her former lover. If he was going to kill her, he could have had the decency to make it as quick and as painless as possible—she was going to give him that same consideration. Obviously, the feeling wasn't mutual and she was going to correct this mistake. However, she couldn't worry about that now as she had to figure out a way out of this predicament.

Jade's breath started picking up as her heart rate ticked up and she looked down to see the rainbow colored wax start to increase bubbling. Her mind raced with the possibilities of escaping. She hadn't being lowered enough where she could swing out to get her footing on the catwalk or perhaps lift her leg high enough and attempt to safely free herself and climb up the hoist.

She wasn't sure how feasible such a plan was when she was out in the open the guards could still shoot her. They could simply shoot her in the legs and watch her be in more agony as she was lowered into the wax.

Real fear gripped her heart as she thought this was really the end of her as she slowly lowered inch by daunting inch. Her brow and the rest of her skin started to sweat from the rising heat from the now fully boiling liquid as her black body suit was naturally heating up and trapping the heat to her body, making it sticky to her skin. Her coughing picked up as the fumes were starting to fill more and more her lungs even as she tried to control her breathing, and was beginning to make her feel lightheaded.

It was a humiliating way to go out, besides the agonizing pain of being burned alive: turned into an oversized candle. However, the fear of death wasn't what was terrifying her the most, but the thought that she wouldn't ever be able to tell Freddie how she really felt about him and what was worst was that the last conversation they had was a lie.

One of the guards commented while enjoying the eyeful of Jade in her skintight bodysuit, "I wonder if she'll be like one of those realistic sex dolls after she's done."

The other one looked to his buddy with a disgusted look. "You're sick you know that Carl?"

The first one lazily shrugged a shoulder and answered, "What? It's probably one of the reasons the boss decided to do this to her instead of just shooting her."

Jade looked down in disgust at the pair talking about her literally becoming a sex toy for someone's amusement. She was about to spit out a defiant remark as she was now just feet away from being dipped into the boiling material when the hoist suddenly jerked to a stop then slowly started pulling her back up back to the level. The next moment all the machinery on the floor stopped and the lights flickered out into emergency mode.

The first guard spat out, "What the fuck?!"

Carl looked about to see what could cause the plant to shut down.

Jade desperately looked around for the same reason, anxious to know how she got her reprieve. She looked up, just as the fluorescent lights turned back on to see, on the other side of the facility, a sight she didn't believe: Freddie standing on the opposite catwalk in front of the floor manager's office. The good-natured demeanor that he usually wore was replaced with one of cold battle expression honed from his combat experience.

He grabbed a chain to an overhead movable chain hoist and stepped on the top of the guardrail. He leapt off of it and he and the hoist zipped down the overhead conveyer across the facility and towards Jade.

The guards looked dumbfounded at the sight of Freddie zooming down the line as if he was some action hero.

Freddie opened his left arm and snatched up Jade as the hoist ended, allowing him and her to continue to swing with his forward momentum to the catwalk and land safely.

The guards shook themselves out of their stupor and drew their weapons, but Freddie was far quicker with turning in such a way to use his body as a shield to Jade and drawing his sidearm on his thigh right thigh to train his weapon on them, putting a round in each of their chests before they finished raising their guns.

They dropped like rag dolls a moment later and he quickly forgot about them, holstering his weapon and looked to Jade, examining her face to see if she was alright while reaching up and unhooking her hands from the hook.

Jade sighed in relief from the removal of the strain on her arms and shoulders, but quickly disregarded the relieving feeling to throw her tied hands over his head, looping her arms around his neck then crashed her lips against his mouth.

The Special Forces soldier-turned-spy's eyes went wide, completely caught off guard by his friend's actions, but almost immediately, closed his eyes and slowly returned the kiss, naturally tightening his hands around his sides then around to her lower back just above her desirable ass.

Jade moaned into the kiss, feeling safer than she could remember with him wrapping his arms protectively around her.

They broke the kiss, but their lips lingered near one another to breathe against each others lips.

Freddie finally pulled away and awkwardly chuckled, completely taken aback from her actions, "Ah… you're, um, welcome."

Jade pursed her lips, momentarily flushed with embarrassment with making the move.

He gently asked to distract her from her embarrassment, "Are you alright?"

She muttered in disgust with herself as she pulled her arms from off his shoulders, rolling her eyes at herself "I'm fine… I let my guard down and nearly get boiled alive in hot wax—assuming I didn't die of asphyxiation from the fumes first. I was stupid and careless."

Freddie pulled out his combat knife from his utility belt and sliced the bindings off her hands, then resheathed the knife.

As Jade gave him a thankful smile and pulled the cut zip ties off her wrists, he rested a hand on her shoulder and assured her in a comforting manner, "It happens to the best of us. That's why we have each other's backs."

Jade turned the self-loathing gaze into one of appreciation and a hint of softness as she met his eyes. She softly uttered, "Yeah, pretty lucky I have you…"

The pair shared look, a quiet moment between them grew, full of almost sentences and half-decided glances- an event that had started happening more and more often for the agents.

Freddie was about question her about the situation, why she was here and why she didn't tell him the truth a few hours ago, but she stopped him by resting her hands on his chest, moving her face closer and placing a soft kiss on his lips.

He was caught unaware again, but he didn't hesitate to return the kiss this time, one much softer than the previous kiss. The questions still bubbled up in his mind, but this kiss was long overdue and he had no intention of messing that up over a few inquiries.

Jade didn't pull away this time and after the first kiss, she gave him another gentle kiss, slightly suckling his bottom lip, then another more drawn out, wanting the encounter to last as long as she could manage.

Freddie didn't attempt to stop her as kissing her supple lips was too enticing to want her to cease. One hand on her shoulder moved off to brush down her damp arm while his other instinctively moved to wrap around her waist and grip the small of her back to hold her closer.

The lethal spy had imagined being in this position with the heroic soldier—not this exact position of being in an enemy's stronghold who desperately wanted to kill her and make her into merchandise for a Bed, Bath, and Beyond —but pressing her curved and soft body against his firm muscular body with his hands on her form, even through the Kevlar-meshed bodysuit, and sharing this intimate moment. Her usually cold heart found delight in the soft exchange and the safety she felt in his arms, but her fantasies had gone much further and she intended to take this further than a simple innocent make out session.

As Jade was captivating him with her kisses, she slipped a hand down his chest to the front of his pants and began rubbing her palm up and down the fly of his fatigues, feeling the first signs of his soft, but surprisingly sizable, package beginning to stir and determined to get him hard. She peppered his jaw and chin with kisses while she became a bit more aggressive in rubbing him through his slacks, causing him to grow stiffer by the second.

"Jade…" Freddie groaned out, not expecting her moving her hands to that particular spot and trying to stroke him through his pants. His rational mind was screaming to put a stop to this as she was his friend and this was leaping over that line. "We can't… you are-"

"Shhh…" The spy placed another kiss on his lips then looked in his eyes, seeing his uncertainty- his need to put a stop to this before things went too far. She spoke in a breathy voice, "I was going to fucking die, Freddie. I was going to die with my last conversation with you to being some bullshit lie…"

"Jade, we're spies…" he said with a heavy sigh, shaking his head. "Lying is literally our job. Going to places we don't belong, being people we're not, doing things that we know might be morally wrong, and saying things that aren't true. It's not the same as it was when I was in the military… but I know what this business is."

"I know that's the nature of what we do and I had to lie to you…" she whispered through gritted teeth, clearly fighting off some serious emotion. "The one I trust the most and… I just couldn't help feeling like I betrayed you. Hanging over that shit right there… you were all I could think about. I was going to die without letting the man I love know how I feel about him."

If he thought the random making out and palming him was a shocker, the revelation that she loved him in more than a friendly way nearly knocked him back on his ass. "Love? You love me… as in…"

"Ummm… yeah…" Jade never meant for the words to slip, but now she had no choice but to confront it. The former goth gathered her courage, something she was surprised she had lacked with Freddie, in comparison to when she had plenty to do all sorts of clandestine activities that involved danger at every turn. "I love you and have for a very long time. I just couldn't ever work up the nerve to tell you, but now… now, I want to show you how much you mean to me. I'm not wasting one more second."

"Oh…" Freddie remained stunned, completely lost in thought of the ramifications of her words. "That's… I…"

Jade questioned, her nerve slightly wavering in what she had planned to do to show how much she cared about him and express her gratitude in rescuing her. She'd never felt so vulnerable, even when she was hanging. "You don't feel the same way? You don't like me just a little? More than a colleague? A friend?"

"Just… just give me a second…" The hero that had effortlessly rushed in to save her life licked his suddenly dry lips, debating to allow that little secret he had desperately been keeping from her to be spoken. He was her commanding officer in the organization and this was, by all the rules, wrong… but there was nothing more right in this moment than putting the truth out there. His resistance broke looking in those beautiful, but desperate eyes. He swallowed again and stuttered, "I've ah… I actually love you too, but… I never thought you could like me the same way. I'm a bit old fashioned and you're this beautifully dark and sexy spy that could have any pick of guys. Why would I ever think I could have… this?"

Jade's warming heart fluttered, feeling a rush of contradicting emotions from undeserving admonishment to the heights of joy. She didn't think, just acted as she smashed her lips hard against his lips, moaning and pressing her body closer to him as if she couldn't get it close enough.

He responded with a groan as he matched the veracity of her kiss, tightening his grip around her.

She pulled away, breath heaving and accentuating her tightly held heavy chest. "Actually, you're the one I've been looking for my whole life without realizing it and now, I'm going to show you exactly how I feel about you. Right here, right now."

Freddie stared back with a curious, if not slightly apprehensive, look as to how she was going to do such a thing.

Jade slithered down his body, catching the zipper of his vest in the process to pull down and keeping her eyes locked with his the entire time while she dropped to her knees.

Freddie's stomach tightened in anticipation to what he thought she was about to do, but really couldn't believe it.

Once the vest was zipped open, the spy's delicate fingers went about undoing the attached tactical belt, the belt to his fatigues, then unbuttoning and pulling the zipper down.

The solder-turned-spy nervously chuckled, still not rationally believing what she was about to do with him. "Jade, you don't have to—Oh God!" He was cut off when she fished him out of the fly in his boxers with her right hand and swiftly slipped her lips over his thick crown and took a few inches of his still hardening rod into her mouth. As she gently held the lower half of his semi-stiff manhood, she slurped and moaned around his strengthening salty meat, swirling her tongue over and around his crown, teasing his eye a little with the tip of her tongue, tasting his surprisingly savory pre-release, and looking up at him with admiration as much as adoration.

Freddie stared down, beside himself at looking at the obscene act she was committing, yet at the same time, looked like a goddess on her knees. It was a strange juxtaposition, but it wasn't one that he was really eager to make a comment on as he was just overwhelmed with the incredible warm and moist feeling around him.

Jade pulled her head back, allowing his flesh to exit her mouth just enough to breath against his swelling head, as a string of thick saliva hung between them. "Just relax and enjoy this. Only one part of you really needs to be stiff right now. There's nothing wrong with me doing this and you deserve it. Damn, do you deserve this..."

Freddie was considering arguing with her, feeling that what he did for her—everything he did for her since he first laid eyes on her—was not something that warranted a reward, but just what one did for those they cared about. However, his baser instincts were stronger in enjoying the affection her incredibly gifted mouth was giving him.

His rod naturally strengthened and filled her mouth in short order with her aggressive slurping, tongue bathing and suction. She surprised herself at being able to prime his pump so quickly as she knew she had skills, but this was almost a record. She wondered if there was something more to his eager response, perhaps he really wanted this more than he realized it himself. Maybe he even wanted it more than she did, but that was extremely unlikely.

'Shit, he's so fucking big,' she thought as she slipped more of him into her mouth until his crown tapped the back of her throat, but not taking all of his meat inside. She was a bit disappointed with herself that she couldn't accept all of him, remembering she was able to take Beck all the way into her mouth when they were younger but then again, that was like comparing a palm tree to a redwood.

She set aside her self admonishment and stated slowly moving her head back and forth, taking just about half of him inside, slurping and licking him each way she could. She added a soft hum of a song while she had her lips wrapped around him, sliding her tongue over his slit every so often to gather a preview of what she hoped would fill her mouth soon.

"Ugrggh…" he gently groaned as the muffled vocalization sent a vibration down his shaft into his balls, firing off another signal up his spine. He knew it was disrespectful and she was doing an incredible job already, but he had to muster all his strength to keep his hand by his side and gripping the catwalk bar rather than the back of her bobbing head.

The spy picked up her humming at hearing his appreciative grunts and let more of her saliva that was building up having such an impressive bit of meat inside her mouth drool down his shaft. Her right hand tightened around his flesh, feeling like there was a steel rod underneath, and began stroking him with a slight twist from her added lubricant.

Jade closed her eyes and let herself further savor the powerful tool in her mouth while servicing him. His size was impressive to be sure, not grotesquely or comically large, but clearly at the high end of the Bell-Curve when it came to both length and girth. She tasted that slight salty flavor and smelled the manly musk and that drove her on further, feeling her own primal need to satisfy him.

The dark haired spy continued on this way for perhaps a few minutes, a few hours, she couldn't tell as she really enjoyed blowing the man that cared about her so much. She felt she was on a mission of bobbing and stroking, only taking her mouth off of him for a second to take a deep breath and tease his crown with her tongue. Normally she was a talker when she got physical with a guy, but with him it just didn't seem necessary. Plus, she wasn't sure she wanted him to know how… eager she could be with that.

Freddie's breath picked up, laced with soft grunts to signal she was doing a damn fine job at giving him pleasure, perhaps too good a job as she could feel his balls tightening against the butt of her hand each time her hand made a downward stroke. She could feel him fighting back his release, trying to stave off the inevitable. She smiled around him, glad that he was enjoying her ministrations and wanting to prolong it, clearly showing a part of him wasn't hesitant in the act they were sharing. She didn't want to rob him of the feelings he was experiencing—long overdue in her mind—as she wholeheartedly serviced him, so she slowed down her pace to allow him more time to enjoy her attention.

Freddie growled and inadvertently moved his hand to her beautiful swaying black hair, and tightened his fingers in her dark locks, signaling he was pulling back from the brink.

Jade pulled her lips away from around his fleshy steel and looked up with an apologetic smile. "Sorry, I got a little too excited."

"It's alright…" he said, trying to catch his breath, "you seemed to be enjoying yourself."

"Oh yes I am…" Jade whispered with a grin as she took one long lick up his massive pole, her eyes never leaving his for a second, "and I can feel you're enjoying this too."

"I am, but I think I…" The soldier clearly struggled with the words here as this was a level of vulnerability he hadn't felt in… well, ever. "I thought I was going to… you know… in your mouth…"

"In my mouth? Oh god… how terrible…" the former mean girl smirked as she kissed his bell head, readying her playful sardonic nature. "So you were just going to fire shot after creamy shot of your thick release right into my mouth here, filling my cheeks, where it could land on my tongue that tastes all the delicious flavors of your cum before it slides down my throat and into my belly… How dare you, Agent Benson…"

"I know it's funny to you," Freddie whispered, cheeks reddening as he smiled. "But I was genuinely concerned. I've never… really… you know, done… I didn't know the proper etiquette, ok? But-"

Jade started stroking him again, not wanting there to be a lull in his pleasure. She sweetly answered, a deep comfort in her voice, "There's no 'but' to this Freddie, except for the one I'm going to hold onto while I service you. You just reacted the way you were supposed to—the way I wanted you to react and if things got a little carried away… then I would have happily taken care of you… I would have swallowed every bit of you and if you wanted more of me… I would have thankfully given you anything and everything you could desire."

The experienced spy didn't wait for his answer and slipped him back into her mouth, picking up where she left off but with a slower pace. As she continued her dual 'assault' on him with mouth and hand, she slipped her left hand under his shirts to palm over his sculpted abs, feeling the muscles tensing.

Freddie looked down, still not believing what was happening. He felt so warm with her mouth taking him over and over and the tingling up and down his body was better than anything he could remember experiencing. Her moans and swaying hair just added to the erotic scene he was experiencing. He closed his eyes and forced his breathing to slow down to lower his heart rate as he did in the heat of combat, but it was no use as Jade's skills and his too long latent attraction to her was too much for him.

He groaned out without realizing it, "Jade… Jade…"

The blue eyed goddess on her knees looked up to him with such sexy, but more importantly, loving eyes while she continued her pace. She knew what he was trying to get out and she would be right there with him as she took him over the edge.

"Jade, wait, I'm…"

The nearly black haired spy pulled off his rod, slowly continuing to pump the lower half. She whispered in a sultry, nearly pleading voice, "It's okay. You can finish in my mouth. In fact, I reeeeally want you to finish in my mouth. I want to taste you."

Freddie's eyes screamed uncertainty of her request while at the same time he was on the brink of his release. Eventually, his eyes shown of momentary relaxation in giving into her way. "Ok…"

"Yes…" she moaned, never letting her lips be more than a centimeter away from his pulsing rod. "Empty those heavy, cum filled balls into my mouth and paint the back of my throat with your cream. I'll swallow and take my protein dose… gotta keep healthy, you know…"

She slurped him back into her mouth, smiling around the thick organ, strengthened and throbbing in reaction to her dirty talk and oral skills. Jade didn't know if she was imagining it or not, but he felt like he grew slightly and had gotten even harder. It gave her that little bit more motivation to eagerly stroke and twist her hand around while bobbing her head for all her worth.

She verbally fluffed him to get him to fire inside her mouth with all she had, but in truth, she wasn't particularly thrilled of the idea. The last time she had gone down on someone it was Beck and she didn't particularly care for the salty bitter taste. Despite those unpleasant memories, she didn't want to deny the man that had always been at her side such a release and make him think she was rejecting him. She had enough trust, faith and particular love for him to know that if she didn't want to do that again—swallowing him, not orally pleasing him—he wouldn't guilt trip her or emotionally manipulate her for a repeat performance which made what she was doing all the more poignant for her.

Only a few more seconds passed before his self control crumbled, throwing his head back and letting out a mighty cry over the sound of the machinery, "RWAAA! GRAGGHHH! AGRRGHH!"

Freddie's pelvis surged forward, shoving his sword deeper in her mouth then exploded, coating her tongue, the back of her throat and filling her mouth in nearly an instant. She closed her eyes and struggled to swallow, coughing a bit in trying not to choke as even she wasn't expecting that much from him. She tried to form a vacuum around his meat to keep all of him, but some naturally leaked out of the corners of her mouth. She began to loudly moan in the process of taking several swallows to get his creamy, thick load down her throat that insisted on sticking to the inside of her mouth and throat.

Jade looked up at him with watery eyes, but a loving gaze, lazily bobbing her head to keep him stimulated, stroking to get every last drop, and then clean him off and get anything that she missed in his initial release.

The secret soldier let his head rest back against the wall as the shudder of pleasure dissipated through him and the added loving attention sent a dull tingling sensation in the wake of the explosion of pleasure.

As Jade cleaned the last of his release and saliva off his weakened tool, she could hear the soft groans escape Freddie's lips that suggested that he was becoming over stimulated. The twitching of him in her mouth and signs that he was already recovering was further proof that was the case—showing off his stamina and her skills. Yet, having no intention of causing her hero discomfort, she pulled her lips off his crown with a pop.

Freddie's chest heaved while he rested back against the wall to support much of his weight.

The spy placed a peck on his softening crown and innocently asked, "How was that?"

"That was… that was…" He swallowed and trailed off, unable to put his feelings and thoughts into words.

Jade devilishly smiled and playfully tormented, "Did I leave my big damn hero speechless?"

Freddie thought it was safer to simply nod his head as he mumbled with near blushing embarrassment, "That was incredible, but I… I ah… finished…"

"Absolutely where you were supposed to finish," she answered for him with a sultry tone. "I said it. I meant it. And I don't fucking regret it."

Jade smiled as she wiped her bottom lip with the tip of her pinkie to get any remnant of him then slipped the digit between her lips. She took the lull in their encounter to focus on the taste in her mouth. His release was a bit salty, but had a sweet aftertaste and all things considered, she particularly liked the flavor. In her mind she could see making that protein shake part of her daily regimen. It was a completely different experience for her this time and she wouldn't mind having another taste of him, even now craving another taste of him in the near future.

She stood up and snuggled her forehead against the side of his neck, wanting to find comfort with him and just not speak at what she did for him—for herself.

As she expected, he protectively wrapped his arms around her body, making her feel loved and appreciated. He kissed her temple and found the same comfort, nuzzling her head with his.

He finally uttered when his heartbeat slowed down and his breath leveled off, "Ah, Jade… why? Why do that right now even if… you love me?"

Jade wasn't ready to answer that question at the moment, not delve any further into her emotions. She placed a finger on his lips and teasingly smiled. "'Why?' for later, right now we've got to go catch the bad guy."

Freddie was left speechless once again, not sure what she had in mind as she carefully pulled his boxers back up tucking his still sizable his semi-hard meat inside. She stuffed his shirt back into his fatigues then button, zipped and buckled his belt. She took his hand then led him down the catwalk to the stairs that he had rushed up to save her.

On the way out, she saw her belt and dual gun holsters lazily strung across one of the guardrails of the stairs. She snatched it up and buckled it around her waist and the insides of her thighs as she led him out of the room.

Freddie thought they were heading for the exit where he had snuck in as her mission had been a failure, but they turned down another corridor.

A minute later, they reached the security room, vacant as Beck apparently didn't believe he was expecting anyone else after capturing her. She shoved Freddie inside then locked the door behind them. Jade slipped past him and leaned over the control board, flipping on all the monitors to see every entrance of the building.

Freddie took up a position beside her to look at the various monitors, curious as to what she was doing and prevent himself from just staring at her ass that was nicely encased in her jumpsuit. A task he was failing more with each second. "What are you doing?"

Jade looked over her shoulder and answered, "That motherfucker was planning to turn me into a goddamn candle collection and he wanted to see the results, so he said he was coming back. I want to see that piece of shit when he enters so we can ambush him. But… in the meantime though…"

She turned to face him and reached to the front zipper of her skin tight suit then slowly pulled it down, revealing more of her cleavage and creamy skin until she pulled the zipper down to her mid-abdomen.

Freddie felt his cheeks flushed with heat, not expecting another turn of events like this. "Jade?"

"I told you we're not done…" she almost growled. "And it's going to be a while before he comes back and we can put his ass in the ground, so… I'm yours… any… every… way you want me."

Freddie self-consciously laughed while raising his fingerless gloved hands, "I told you Jade that we don't have to do anything. What we shared back there was… incredible, but you weren't obligated to do anything for me. You're not obligated to do anything… to try to show me how much you care about me. I know how much you care about me."

"You think this is about gratitude?" Jade laughed as she cupped the back of his head, letting her fingers play with his short hair, and whispered, "This is one of the reasons why I love you, Benson. I'm offering you to fuck me anyway you want and you're trying to turn me down because of some misguided sense of 'obligation.' Don't get it twisted- I owe you my life for saving me back there. I fucking WANT you to have my body."

"Jade… I'm not… I mean…"The Special Forces soldier was still reeling from the fact that she could love him more than in a platonic sense, so he tripped over his words as he answered, "I don't want to 'fuck' you, I want…"

Freddie caught himself, feeling a bit exposed in revealing one of the thoughts he had buried deep in his mind and heart.

The dark haired spy caught the apprehensive flicker in his eyes, seeing the chink in his emotional armor. She didn't want to exploit it as she did so many others in the course of her job, but she wanted him to feel he could be honest with her.

"What do you want?" She, calmed down the intensity and relaxed against the desk and looked down at his chest and ran her index finder down his sternum over the tactical vest. "Tell me what you want, what you truly want in the deepest part of your heart. I won't judge you."

He reached up and took her red and tortured wrist, gripping just above where she was horribly bound, gently resting her hand between their chests. "I'm not going to 'fuck you'… I've imagined…"

She gently asked, knowing in her heart that his answer wouldn't be dirty or demeaning towards her as she could only imagine others had thought about with her, "You've what? What have you imagined us doing if not sex?"

"No…" He swallowed down his fear, hoping that his next words wouldn't ruin the moment or what they shared as friends, and answered, "I ah… I've imagined us making love, but—"

She placed her fingertips over his lips and gently prodded, "I told you that there doesn't have to be a 'but' for us. All the negative and more loose vocabulary can go out the door. Just make love to me… show me how you want to do it…"

Freddie looked into her eyes, blue pools that could easily drown him. He licked his lips again, wondering why they, along with the rest of his mouth, continued to be so dry.

Jade gave him a gentle prod by taking his hands and moving them to rest on her hips then placed a chaste kiss on his lips. She followed up with a second and third one, whispering between them, "It's okay. I want anything you want."

Freddie started returning faint kisses and moved his hands from her sides to the small of her back, letting his fingertips dance across the practically skintight Kevlar-meshed jumpsuit, and pulled her closer. He dipped his head and tenderly caught her lips, giving her a soft kiss as if they were a teenage couple on their first date.

The spy smiled into the kiss, lifting her arms to rest her hands on his shoulders and if he wanted to start things slow, they would start things slow. Mind numbing blowjob on the catwalk aside, of course.

They exchanged innocent kisses, relaxing into each other's embrace with each one, Freddie's apprehension fading. His gentlemanly side was enjoying the sweet exchanges, but his carnal side desired more, so he moved his right hand up until his fingers slipped between the opening of her suit and flesh, cupping under her heavy and beautiful bra encased right breast. He was cautious in his gentle palming, fighting the urge to pull his hand away in thinking he had gone too far.

Jade moved her hand up to join his hand, reassuring him that he could do whatever he wanted with her. There was no such thing as 'too far' in her mind and the idea that Freddie Benson, of all people, would be the one to go there was honestly laughable.

The muscular covert operative increased the pressure in massaging the heavy flesh and brushing his thumb over the material trying to find her nipple through it, still unsure if he had the nerve to make full skin contact.

"Mmmm…" The black ops spy sighed, closed her eyes and pulled her lips away to lull her head to the side, exposing her neck to him when his thumb found her hardening nub and increased the pressure to stimulate it through the thin material. "You definitely know what you're doing..."

Freddie eagerly took advantage of her exposed neck and began peppering her neck, breathing in her scent. He felt a little wild as he suckled every so often on the pale vulnerable flesh, kissing up to her earlobe.

Jade felt the tingling feeling and a not so faint dampness between her legs when he kissed her jugular. She licked her lips, beyond pleased that he could work her up this much with such a light touch of her erogenous zones. She was trying to go along with Freddie's pace, but the fire in her gut and soul wanted him to bad. She just hoped that she wouldn't be figuratively stepping on his toes with her next action.

Jade leaned back from his grip, surprising him for a moment in thinking he had gone too far, but she quickly squashed that idea by pulling the cups of her bra down, shoving the material under her practically gravity defying breasts, revealing her pale lovely orbs and soft pink nubs surrounded by equally pink areolas.

"Wow…"Freddie eyes looked like they were going to pop from their sockets, stunned at seeing such beauty. He had caught a look when she'd worn low cut blouses, and had spent more than a few nights imagining how incredible her chest was, but fantasy did not match reality. They were bigger than he'd thought and absolutely perfect; so perfect in fact that he couldn't bring himself to touch them. "You look… just…"

"Don't talk, baby… just feel." Jade took his strong hand and pressed his palm against her left breast, having him feel against his palm how hard he had made her nipple, sliding it over until he operated on his own squeezing her flesh pillow gently. "There we go… I know you've tried to catch a peek before, so why not go after what you want?"

He moved his lips back to her exposed neck and picked up the kissing while he gently flicked his thumb over the tightening nub and palmed her bare flesh. He kneaded it like dough and got a good feel of the sheer softness and weight.

"Oh shit…" Jade snaked her left hand up, cupping the back of his head and neck to hold him close, softly mewing at his attention. She pressed herself closer to him, wanting his hand to really get a feel for her and started grinding her pelvis against him, hoping that the weapon in his pants would return, 'reloaded.'

He pulled his lips away from her neck and moved his hands to grab the shoulders of the jumpsuit and pulled them down the rest of the way of her arms, pulling them free of the sleeves then down to her hips. She grabbed his shoulders while he cupped under her right breast then practically inhaled the pink nub and surrounding flesh. He flicked his eyes up, meeting her own blue beauties, struggling to remain open as he sucked around her areola and tongue striking the nipple, sending what felt like an electric spark through her with each lick.

"Oh fuuuccckkk meee…" The dark haired beauty said through gritted teeth, arching her back to offer more of her flesh to him. Jade spread her fingers on the back of his head and gently dug into his skin to hold him in place, desperate for the attention to her tip. He gave in tenfold when he latched on tight and suckled, most definitely leaving a mark. "My body is yours to devour…"

Freddie's other hand wasn't idle, cupping under her other breast and giving it a firm massaging grip. He pulled his lips away before giving the surrounding flesh around her nipple a deep red hickie and started kissing around in a circle until he came back to the starting point. He followed the same trail with quick flicks of his tongue, licking her flesh to get another taste of her. He pushed her soft orbs together and pressed his face into her bust, simply inhaling her sweet lavender scent, then kissed up and down her cleavage.

Jade was being driven wild with his devotion, her breasts getting the attention they deserved rather than just taking pleasure from them which is what other guys would do. She rhythmically started squeezing her thighs together, adding stimulation to her slick core and feeling that she may have already soaked through her thong.

The soldier-turned-spy pulled his face from her flesh to move back to her left nipple and gently bit down on her stiff nub and pinched the other one at the same time, causing her to shudder and cause her nether muscles to tighten and give her a soft jolt. She had never had one just from breastplay, but it might have actually been a gentle climax.

Freddie felt her shudder against him and pulled his mouth away and asked with concern on his face, "Are you okay?"

Jade brushed his cheek and grinned, joyfully grinned and answered, "I think you just made me cum, a little one, but… would you mind giving me a bigger one?"

Any hesitation that Freddie may have felt about the situation had vanished once she requested that he please her, so he answered without hesitation, grinning, "I'd love to give you one. Or ten. You could probably put me down for 100 actually. At least."

Freddie playfully took her by the hips and turned her to walk her over to the absent security guard's desk to brace her ass against the edge of the desk. His lips focused on the other side of her neck that hadn't been getting any real attention while his right hand trailed down her stomach to softly brush circles over it.

Jade sighed to the playful kisses and gentle touch. They kept her tingling while relaxing her and making her feel safe. At this point "Gets-You-Hot-And-Also-Makes-You-Feel-Secure" might as well have been his middle name.

The soldier's lips finally moved off her neck and down her collarbone before trailing down her sternum. He trailed his lips down the inside curvature of her breasts, causing her to gasp that he might return to savor her supple breasts, but alas, he continued on down her smooth, flawless stomach, pausing briefly, peppering her bellybutton. The action drew out a sexy giggle from the spy that was as corny as it sounded, music to the decorated soldier's ears. The sweetness he knew that was buried underneath the angry and venomous young woman was a beautiful sight to behold.

He knelt down and quickly went about to undo the laces of her boots then sliding off one foot after another. Freddie then hooked his fingers between the bodysuit and her hips and pulled it down, reveal her damped black thong. Her scent struck his sense of smell like lightning, nearly overwhelming with the sweet and inviting aroma. He fought the mouth-watering distraction long enough to pull the rest of the bodysuit down her legs then untangled it from her ankles.

He hooked his fingers under the thin elastic band at her hips then pulled down the sticky black material down her ashen colored thighs, tangling them around her ankles for the briefest moments it took him to take them off and toss them to the floor. He looked back up and just stared at her body, quietly taking in the beauty in front of him.

Jade slightly squinted, confused why he suddenly stopped. "What? Is something wrong?"

"Nothing could be further from the truth…" Freddie warmly breathed against her flawless skin, "You're absolutely beautiful."

Her lips pressed together, and cheeks glowing with red, feeling a flush of bashfulness sweeping through her. She was a confident sexy badass international spy that had men drooling and falling over themselves when the opportunity (and sometimes when it didn't) arise yet she was feeling like a bashful school girl, weak in the knees by his honest view of her.

He stared for a moment at her dark neatly trimmed hair above her glistening opening that had slightly blossomed, readying itself for hopefully the end result to all the attention. However, she was in need a bit more attention before she could accept him and he wanted her to feel just as good as she had done for him back on the catwalk, so he opened his mouth and slid his tongue over one outer lip then the other.

"Shhhiiitttt…" Jade hissed in approval and shivered from the soft contact of his tongue. Two swipes across her petals and it was already the best head she'd ever received. Well, from a guy, but that was beside the point. She wasn't sure if his tongue was really that gifted or if she was so turned on and desperate that the simplest of moves would give her ecstasy.

Freddie's grin grew, pleased with himself that he could get her to react. He moved his mouth up, trailing his tongue over her inner lips, to take a few exploratory laps around and under her hood to reach her clit before wrapping around it for a quick suckle.

Jade shuddered and drawled out, "Fuckkk…"

Freddie quickly picked up the pace by moving his mouth back down and flicked his tongue out to get a better taste of her inner lips, feeling the added slickness and heat.

"Freddie… I-"

He shoved his tongue deep inside, swirling around inside to gather her tangy yet sweet honey on his tongue. He realized after a few deep laps of the exquisite taste on his tongue that he could get seriously addicted to her. He slowed his movements down and gently explored her, going on instinct rather than extensive knowledge. A piece of his mind hoped that he would be allowed a lot of practice to catch up on technique.

"Ohmygoddddd…." Jade moaned out a her hips gently rotated to bring his face closer to her flower and tongue deeper to reach all the little places that were crying for attention. She dug her teeth into her bottom lip and moaned out without thinking, "You're a fucking natural… You could honestly make a career out of eating pussy. Specifically mine and only mine."

"I'll take that into consideration…" he smirked, not wanting to lose his rhythm. "Is there an opening?"

"Oh, you'll be filling an opening very soon…" she muttered, eyes clenching as she gripped the desk so hard her knuckles were about to turn white. "But holy shit, you're amazing."

Freddie pulled his mouth away and huffed out a heated break, "Thanks, I'm trying. And it doesn't hurt that you're so delicious. I could get addicted to this Jade."

"You really—" She sucked in a sharp breath when he latched his mouth back on her and shoved his tongue in as deeply as he could manage, the tip of his dexterous tongue brushed over her internal knot of nerves. "—really think so?"

He pulled his mouth off and blew a hot breath against her twitching lips, "Yes. You're this perfect balance of sweet and tangy and your skin… I swear it tastes like creamy vanilla. I hope I can stop myself when you're done."

If Jade's heart wasn't racing, his intention and eagerness of getting her to that sweet moment certainly would have gotten it going. "I wouldn't… I certainly wouldn't… stop you…"

Freddie took an obscenely loud slurp with a follow up lick then replied, "Thanks."

He randomly started humming keys with no particular rhyme or reason between alternating licks and suckles on her swelling lips. He moved his hands up and down her thighs, giving them a warm brush to drive back the goose bumps trying to form on her skin.

Freddie went on pure instincts, going like a madman in licking inside and all around her lips. He would lick then suckle from them then move up to tease her clit because what he lacked in experience, he was determined to make up with enthusiasm.

Jade gripped one of his shoulders, digging her nails into his shirt while her other hand desperately gripping the edge of the desk and whimpered, "Freddie… I'm… I'm so… close… please Freddie, please…"

He moved a hand up to palm over her own. He forced his hand under her grip and laced his fingers between her fingers. Out of shared instinct, she welcomed the touch and responded in an instant when his fingers reassuringly squeezed her fingers and the top of her hand.

He flicked his tongue inside her as rapidly as he could move the organ while moaning into her.

Jade clenched her abs and inner thigh muscles, racing to her release and one she believed would be beautifully devastating.

Freddie looked up, his tongue continuing to explore as much as he could in the shortest amount of time and happily humming, to meet her eyes with warmth and love.

The moment of eye contact was what sent her over the edge.

"OHFFUCKIINGGGSHHIITT!" she slurred her scream as she threw her head back, not caring that if the entire building heard her. Jade threw her hips forward in a drive to get more attention and drag out the release, which he eagerly alternated flicking his tongue and sucking on her, until her wave couldn't be sustained any longer and her opening became too sensitive.

She slumped forward and cradled his head against her abdomen to signal for him to stop and rode out her aftershocks.

Freddie patiently waited for her to finish, to simply relish in her afterglow and experience all that he had hoped he had given her. He looked up and kissed just above her pubic mound and whispered, letting his hot breath across her skin send another shiver through her, "Do you want me to do that again?"

Jade brushed her hand over his short hair and uttered nearly spent, "I would love for you to do that again, but we're on a time crunch. Rain check?"

Her self-doubts sabotaged her thoughts that he would agree to such a thing, but was more than pleasantly surprised when he stood up and answered with his boyish grin that could tear down her emotional defenses, "Absolutely. Name the time and place and I'll send you to Heaven again."

"Everyday and everywhere both sound good for that," the spy struggled with a smile, bashful that in the heat of the moment that he could still be romantically sweet. She grabbed his shoulders and gave her a gentle tug for him to stand up.

Jade hands moved to unbuckle his belt and undo the clips around the inside of his thigh that held his holster to his side before moving her hands up to the zipper of his tactical vest and pulled it down. She slipped the vest and attached belt off his shoulders to let it drop to the floor. She frantically started unbuttoning his shirt to reveal his undershirt that seemed to mold to his muscular chest. She pulled it off his shoulders then ran her hands up and down his chest, eyeing it with a desire to kiss all over and fall asleep on it.

The spy didn't let her mind drift too far into another fantasy and got back to work on her mission. She undid his fatigues then pulled them down along with his boxers, freeing his semi-solid rod that had gotten excited from his attention to her. She was flattered and intended to get him to full strength with something she'd been saving especially for him.

Jade cupped under her breasts and lowered her chin, allowing drool to escape her lips and drip down into the valley of her desirable flesh orbs. She dropped to her knees and scooted forward then wrapped his shaft in her heavy and heaving beauties.

Freddie uttered with a low groan, "God Jade, you're so… warm and soft."

Jade smugly grinned, content that he was appreciative and enjoying the experience of her gesture. She let herself relish in the position, feeling something worthy physically and emotionally pressed against each side of her orbs. "And you're so hard." She spat down on his poking out head from her cleavage then slowly started pumping him. "Did you ever imagine me squeezing you this way? Wrapping my fat soft tits around you."

Freddie's cheeks flushed a darker shade of pink, showing that the thought had crossed his mind—perhaps more than once. He answered with a shamed laced voice, "Sorry… You must think I'm some kind of perv."

Jade leaned forward, squeezing around him a little tighter and flicking a gaze upward. She answered between butterfly kisses on his sculptured abs, "No, no I don't. It's okay… you're not one and besides, I've had my fair share of fantasies about you."

The soldier swallowed down his surprise about her confession, feeling anxious to know what some of those might be, but thought he should remain silent and not dig himself into a hole.

The spy on her knees felt him tense in embarrassment and she wouldn't have any of that. She picked up her stroking, giving him the best massage he ever had or she had given and showing him that he was supposed to enjoy it. As she pumped, she could feel his tension ebbing and both their pleasures rising. She didn't realize she could get such enjoyment of having something this solid between her pillows after the disastrous try with Beck—too aggressive, too small, not lasting long enough (which she was a bit understanding since they were both young) then finishing without any warning which she believed was intentional.

Freddie rested his hands on her shoulders for balance as he felt his knees get weak. He thought her mouth was fantastic, but being wrapped by her felt like he was being smothered by Heaven. His pelvis started slowly matching her pace even though he wanted her to set the pace since his traditional upbringing screamed in his head that this must have been a demeaning act, being on her knees.

His thumbs brushed over her shoulders with gentle sweeps back and forth, trying to convey his thanks to her and return what he felt was a tender act. He couldn't help but groan as Jade opened her mouth wide, letting the head hit her tongue as it popped up.

Jade initial plan was just to pump him enough to get him to full mast and a bit of a treat to what was to come, but she continued on at a steady pace, losing herself in the moment that stretched out for who knew how long with his soft grunts and her sighs and mews merging into a chorus. His brushing thumbs on her shoulders sent tingles through her arms and as sappy as it sounded, her heart that made this feel more intimate. She would occasionally lean forward to return the affection with soft kisses on his tensing abdomen.

The spy would have just continued this way in feeling close to him, but at some point, a minute, a few hours, she felt him twitching harder and harder and from his eye, leaking more and more of his sweet pre-essence onto her upper chest and down into her valley with each stroke.

Jade regretfully stopped her stroking, enjoying the act and seeing and feeling that he was certainly enjoying it too, but she needed him at full strength with what she had planned.

Freddie looked down and groaned in disappointment, not even realizing he did it until it escaped his lips.

She apologetically looked up to him, biting her lip slightly. "I'm sorry. I would love for you to give me a nice necklace and paint my chest, but I want to feel you inside. Would you accept a rain check again?"

Freddie licked his lips and calmed his breathing with a few deep breaths then asked, "Are you sure? I mean… I know that couldn't have been comfortable and it has to be demeaning towards you…"

Jade kissed his cheek then pointed out, "Freddie, you just got on your knees and ate my pussy so well, I came like gangbusters, until I had to hold on to you not to fall down then the first thing you asked once I got over how good you are at that was ask if I wanted you to do that again. What you did for me wasn't demeaning and what we were sharing wasn't demeaning to me… I actually liked it. It made me feel…"

The brown eye soldier hopefully asked, "Closer?"

The spy's eyes lit up with her smile as he had put a simple word to what she had felt and she answered, "Yes, it made me feel close to you, so… rain check?"

Freddie felt a surge of confidence and answered, taking charge of the situation with a firm grip on her hips, "I've noticed that you do like your jewelry."

"Yes I do," she answered with a smart grin then stole a deep kiss.

They shared a few more kisses and Jade took the opportunity gently push him backwards until his bottom hit the edge of the desk. She sank back to her knees to hastily remove his boots then pull his pants and boxers down. She trailed kisses up his thigh, kissed on the side of his twitching rod then up his abs and chest before her nervous and fluttering eyes met his welcoming gaze.

There was no question what would be happening next for them, so Freddie gave her an unsure look and asked, "Are you sure?"

Jade nodded and breathlessly answered, "Yes, I want to make love with you."

"I always imagined doing this with you in a more romantic setting you deserved," he muttered. "Roses, wine, a fancy five star hotel. The first time I girl like you deserves."

The spy licked her lips and teased, "I don't know… I've honestly imagined you bending me over your desk late at night, when everyone else is gone, and just going to town on me. A desk there… a desk here… I guess this isn't much different…"

After everything they had exchanged so far, Freddie blushed at the idea of imagining such thing.

Jade surprised him with a soft giggle at his reaction, but quickly calmed her breath to asking him in a somewhat bashful tone, "Can I be on top?"

He pecked her lips and answered in a hushed tone, almost bemused by her question, "Of course, however you want."

Jade brushed aside all the clutter on the desk to fall on the floor then Freddie scooted onto the desk then laid back on it.

Jade finally unhooked her bra and let it fall to the floor before she crawled up onto his lap, nestling the underside of his stiff shaft against her puffy and dripping lips, and balancing her hands on his abdomen.

Freddie took a firm grip on her hips and asked, "Are you sure?"

Jade breathed out with a content grin and a glint of lust in her eyes, "With you? Absolutely."

The creamy skinned spy pushed up with her knees and slipped her hand between her legs to grip him and line him up. She touched the crown to her moist lips and brushed over her blossomed flower, teasing both of them one last time before slowly lowering herself.

His thick crown slipped between her petals and she whimpered out, the thrill of his first penetration into her feeling like a religious experience. She continued to lower herself, relishing in the feeling she could only have imagined beforehand, and sucked a sharp breath through her teeth as his muscle forced her to accommodate him.

Freddie's eyes rolled back as he groaned out, "You're so warm and tight…"

Jade clenched her eyes shut and sighed as she tried to relax in order to adjust to his size. "You're… godddd… you're so damn big." She pushed the final inch inside, feeling him push against something inside and whimpered when for a moment the pain was higher than the pleasure, "Grrgghhh…. Ahhhh…"

He moved his hands from her hips up her sides to brush up and down, attempting to comfort her, "I'm sorry—"

She opened her eyes and looked down at him with a loving gaze, trying to relish in the pleasure and moving her right hand from his chiseled abs to over his heart. She huffed out as her cheeks blushed, "Don't be. I'm okay, I'm okay, just give me a few seconds. I've wanted this for so long…"

Freddie looked into his eyes with guilt laden eyes that he could hurt her, but Jade moved a hand up to cup his cheek and brush over the cheekbone with her thumb to reassure him that she was fine. She felt touched, in more ways than one, by his consideration for her wellbeing, something she would have doubted others would have considered.

Once he was assured that she would be alright, he took the opportunity to gaze at the sight before him. Her smile and eyes were captivating enough to suck one's soul out if one looked too long. She curved in that desirable hourglass shape, her soft heavy breasts and tightened nipples begging for more attention. Her skin was flawless, smooth and supple that he wanted to touch and feast on all night long.

As he gazed upon what he saw as a heavenly sight, he alternated directions of brushing his hands up and down her sides, letting his thumbs brush the sides of her heaving breasts every time his hands past them in attempt to grant his own wish and give her comfort from her struggle. "You're beautiful Jade, absolutely, incredibly beautiful."

Jade beamed a smile to him, genuinely touched from the simple and honest words that others would have used simply as cheap pickup lines. "Thank you and you… God you're handsome and… just fucking incredible. You don't know how many lonely nights I've fantasized about you… and this body taking me…" She moved her hand up to cup her right breast then tenderly tweak her nipple. "…How many times I've touched myself, pushing digit after digit inside and tweaking my own peaks… wishing they were your fingers…" She clenched her pelvic muscles around his fleshy steel, drawing a low rumbling groan past his lips. "…how many times I've fucked myself wishing that it was this mighty cock, which even my darkest fantasies underestimated, inside me, pounding my pussy until I passed out from exhaustion. And then I wake up and want it all over again."

Freddie twitched inside, his imagination running wild in imagining those nights which began to merge with his own idle thoughts that he had inadvertently crossed his mind.

Jade pushed on, literally feeling that her words were getting to him, "Is knowing that getting you harder? Does it make you want to just go ahead and blow that thick creamy and delicious cum inside me? I know I kind of pushed you right to the edge with my tits, so if you do… it's okay… because knowing that you know what I've thought about is driving me wild and hotter than I could imag—Ahhggg…" the spy mewed out, cutting herself off with and squinted as her own dirty talk caused her to inadvertently clenched her muscles around his thick shaft, feeling as if she was forming a vacuum seal around him.

"I have to admit… this is so much better than anything I ever imagined," Freddie groaned at the incredible pressure and pleasure surrounding him. "Your body is soft, and yet so tight, and there's not an inch of you I don't want to kiss and lick, and give myself to. And yes… you definitely have a way with words."

Jade tried her best to relax, distracting herself in pushing up his undershirt and playfully scratching his defined abs. Several more seconds ticked by with deep breaths and her muscles loosened enough and she was ready to give him the ride of his life. She braced her hands on his abs and pushed up with her knees until she lifted about halfway off of him then slowly lowered herself back down until her groin was flushed against his pelvis.

He groaned and she sighed with the first stroke then followed up with a slow second and just a little faster third before Jade found a gentle rhythm to bounce on his lap.

"Tell me…" she whispered, fighting back mews. "Tell me what… what you've thought about with me…"

Freddie had to pull his eyes away from her softly bouncing flesh orbs to meet her hazy eyes. He reached up to cup under her right one while keeping a firm grip on her left hip to help her along in her riding. He answered, his words broken up with each bounce on his lap forcing a bit of extra air out, "I've thought… of holding you and kissing you… about all the romantic stuff I would like to do with you… dinner… movie… walk on the beach… then… I've thought about… waking up with you beside me in bed then waking you up in the most incredible way imaginable… we'd make love in the early morning as she sun rose and we'd just be caught up in the sheets…"

His ideas were romantically cheesy, but she loved them as they were as genuine as he was. And this just confirmed once again that he wanted her for her and not just a quick lay to let off some sexual steam.

She leaned forward, bracing her hands on either side of his head, and dipped her face forward so her supple lips could meet his lips. The kiss was slow and sensual, almost lazy with very little tongue as if they were just getting acquainted instead of Freddie buried nearly completely inside her.

He moved his hands from her hips to cup her ass, helping her along moving back and forth to swallow and release part his rod from her heavenly opening.

Jade huffed out, "I'd like that… I'd like that a lot…"

She moved her hands further out until she had her fingers curled on the edge of the end of the table for leverage. She picked up the pace fairly quickly until she was bucking on him as if she was riding a horse, her breasts gently bouncing against his chin and face. He lifted his head and did his best to alternately lap at her nipples.

"Fuuckkssshhiittt… god… just like that… shitttt…" a string of obscenities left her mouth with the spikes of pleasure through her chest from her nipples and the thrill going through her with each strike of his rod hitting her sensitive insides. Her knees were starting to ache from the hard surface of the table, but she didn't care. She felt too good riding him, feeling him withdrawing and penetrating her over and over, feeling that he wanted her to experience every little bit of pleasure.

The pale skinned spy quivered more and more in his embrace, feeling that her release was fast approaching, but she wasn't ready for it. She wanted to hold it off, build it up and hopefully share it with him, so she slowed down and lifted herself up to a seated position.

A grin plastered her face and sweetly spoke with a huffed out breath, blowing some of her hair out of her face, "I've had my fun… Now, it's your turn…"

Freddie curiously gazed up at her and questioned the obvious, "I thought we were both having fun?"

Jade rubbed her hand up and down his chest, loving the feel of his muscular torso. "Yeah… you're right, but I think we can change it up a little."

She pushed herself up enough for Freddie to slip out then lifted one leg to slip off him and the desk. She braced her hands on the edge of the desk and glanced over her shoulder, encouraging his next move.

Freddie got the message and slipped off the desk then got behind her, resting his hands on her hips and taking a moment to admire her backside. He had seen it plenty of times while she was wearing her skintight jumpsuit, but seeing it bare in all its glory was an entirely different sight to behold.

Jade partially closed her eyes and moaned out with a devious smile, "Do you like what you see back there?"

He breathed out, "You're beautiful all over Jade."

"You are being way too complimentary given all of the awful things I'm craving for you to do to my body…" she smirked, blushing a bit. "But thank you."

Freddie stole a few seconds to rub a hand over one of her cheeks, as if he had to feel them to know they were real, before gripping himself by the base and rubbing his crown up and down her already tightening slit, teasing her a bit.

Jade closed her eyes, leaning her head back and licking her lips as her eager smile grew. She moaned in approval with the tingling sensation of his spongy head against her lips fantasizing about all the ways this new angle would open her body up to limitless pleasue.

Freddie thought he had teased her enough and eased back inside her, struggling once more in getting his head between her lips. He moved his right hand to take a firm grip on her shoulder for leverage, while he planted the other on her hip, then slowly pushed and pulled, sawing his way in.

Jade let out a strangled cry as his shaft forced her muscles apart once again to sink back into her, the underside of his shaft brushing over her internal bundle of nerves. He groaned as those same muscles wrapped around, as if the brief absence had been a lifetime.

They shared another groan as Freddie finished sheathing into her. His hands idly brushed up and down her sides then along her back, letting his fingertips trail down her spine that sent a shiver through her.

Once he thought they had relaxed enough, he eased his pelvis back, slowly withdrawing from her until he was about halfway out. He looked down to see his glistening shaft spearing between the finest ass he had ever seen. He stifled a groan and the urge to want to finish at the erotic sight, but he focused on the task at hand of getting this beautiful woman in his arms the finish she deserved.

He moved a hand to her right breast, cupping and giving it an appreciative squeeze. His pointer finger every so often would brush the sensitive bud that could probably cut glass it was so hard as he began his gentle thrusts into her. As he kneaded further, he'd squeeze the pink peak tightly between his middle and ring finger knuckles.

Jade's breath increased with each of his thrusts, driving her closer to her release, but she was able to mumble out, "Fuck… That's it Freddie… just take me how you want me. This pussy is yours… I'm yours."

Freddie questioned with a deeper, gruffer voice while he rutted against her soft ass, "You're mine? You belong to me?"

Jade lowered her chin to her upper chest and whimpered, each thrust snatching a bit of her breath away, "Yes… I am. I'm damn grateful to be yours. It's not just my pussy that's yours, that you can have anytime you want, but my mouth, my breasts… you've shown them some real love tonight." She gyrated her ass back to meet his slowing thrusts and huffed out, looking back at him with utter sincerity. "My ass is all yours too. To touch, taste, spank… even to fuck if that's what you want. You'd be my first back there really. You're so goddamn big, I know you'd probably tear me in two and I wouldn't be able to sit for weeks, but I don't fucking care… It's yours to have… yours only."

Freddie was groaning not only from the heavenly velvet that wrapped his manhood, but her words were starting to get to him. He fought for control and asked, hoping the conversation would distract him, "Why? Why are they—why are you mine?"

She turned her head slightly to the right, spotting him from the left corner of her eye and huffed, "Because I freaking love you, Benson, and want to be yours and I want you… I want you to be mine."

She was baring her soul to him, feeling far more vulnerable to him than just being in the submissive position where he completely controlled the lovemaking, but she had to take the chance. She had to make him realize that this wasn't just a random fuck to show her gratitude for saving her life.

Freddie tightened his grip on her shoulder and moved his hand on her right hip before picking up the pace in pounding into her, on a mission now to feel her come around him and fall apart.

Jade's heavy DD breasts jiggled and bounced with each quickening and deepening thrust, her dark hair flying wildly across her pale back, the beautiful locks dancing along the stark contrast. He couldn't see her face the way he really wanted to but this position was so hot and made him feel so much more control that he was willing to push through.

Freddie cursed under his breath as he felt the tug under his abdomen muscles, wanting to finally finish after the start and stops of her breast loving and her riding him. He groaned in frustration as he didn't think he was going to make it, "Jade, I'm… I'm sorry… I'm almost there… I don't… I don't think I can… hold it until you… you come again…"

Jade pushed herself up and rested the back of her head on his right shoulder while looping her left around to cup the back of his head, bringing his thrusting to near a complete stop. She gyrated her hips to rub her ass against his pelvis, attempting to keep them both stimulated and looked into his eyes with a desperate gaze. "No, it's okay. It's okay."

Freddie growled against her ear, sucking on the lope between breaths and speaking, trying to fight off the inevitable, "Damn… it's not… it's not… I'm so deep and it's so hot and tight. Any movement, and I will…"

The dark haired spy kissed the corner of his mouth to dissuade his feelings of guilt and answered, "I'm not too far behind you. You'll get me there… finish inside, please… inside. I need to feel you."

His face froze, stunned by her request, her demand… her plead. "Are you… are you sure?"

"I can't… I can't give you my virginity… no matter how much I want to take that back from that asshole," Jade said, gritting her teeth, determined to give something true and real to the most amazing man she'd ever encountered. "I can't give you what you deserve, but you can be the first man to ever finish inside… please Freddie?"

Jade despised appearing vulnerable, as people would use it as an opportunity to take advantage of her, but she knew she could be this way for him. What's more, she needed him to mark her as belonging to him. It may not have been physically visible to anyone but she knew that feeling his dam burst inside where he could paint her innermost walls with his seed. He was so deep inside of her at this point, it might have been an express shot straight to her womb.

The look in Freddie's eyes and frozen expression told the spy/assassin that she had shocked even him with her confession. She thought she may have pushed too far in showing how much she wanted him to claim her, but he responded by his lips finding her lips, sharing a slow sensual kiss as his hands moved off her shoulder and hip to her breasts, gently squeezing and massaging them once again as he took them into his strong palms for leverage. He remained mostly buried inside her, pulling back only an inch or two before repeatedly thrusting back with her repeatedly clenching her inner muscles to push him over the edge.

Only a few more seconds passed before Freddie tightened his grip on her breast, threatening to dig his nails into her soft, unblemished skin, and pushed forward with everything he had. His crown bumped against her cervix hard enough to perhaps leave an imprint against the opening to her womb and exploded.

He tore his lips away from the increasingly swelling, almost bruised pink lips of his secret desire and threw his head back, and shouted loud enough to echo off the walls of the small room, "FUCHHKKK!"

The warmth filling Jade caused her to jolt in his lap, the sheer thickness and warmth being an incredible if initially strange feeling inside her and she responded by desperately grinding back against him. The combination of what felt like him filling her to the brim with his heated spunk, his size stretching her to her elastic limits, and the grinding, pushed her over her tittering release. She threw her head back on his shoulder and let out a similar scream, "AHHH FUCKING DAMN IT! Ughhhaaahhh! Ughhh! Uhhagghh!"

Knowing this was a chance to offer her an even stronger stimulation, Freddie's left middle finger rushed to her engorged clit, rubbing the nub and hood to make his lover's body almost electric as jolt after jolt rushed through her. Jade's muscles rapidly clenched and released around him, giving all they had to milk him completely and spasmed in his grip as if she was having a seizure while he flexed inside her and continued emptying his balls into her welcome opening.

They shuddered against one another for several more seconds, desperately clinging to each other as life preservers.

Once they began drifting off into their shared high, just enough to regain their senses, their mouths sought each other out and gently started exchanging affection. They were sweet, short kisses perhaps only pausing to suck on a bit of lip but that was about it.

Freddie lowered her onto the table, the chill of the surface against her breast and right cheek sending additional shivers through her and forming goose bumps on her skin. Jade's rapid warm breath from her mouth caused the smooth surface of the table to fog up while she continued to shiver from the aftershocks of pleasure, her muscles trembling from random signals from her brain and simply coming off the tension they had experienced.

The soldier leaned over, kissing her cheek, whispering in her ear that she was alright and safe with him.

Jade's mouth broke into another soft smile, unable to remember smiling this much outside of watching horror movies that made her laugh. She felt so free, a weight in her gone, and she felt safe, so very safe.

Freddie straightened up and looked down at her relaxing body, both feeling a wave of euphoric peace from his release and knowing that he had shared it with her. He rubbed his hands up and down her back, sometimes letting his fingers playing with her spine like keys on a keyboard, to help her relax and settle after such a release.

Jade sighed and relaxed further with his gentle massaging touch, experiencing another reason why Freddie was such a wonderful choice for her love.

As he moved his hands up and down her back, from her shoulders down to her sweet and full tush, he was leaning back and forth and without realizing it, starting to slowly sawing his still fairly solid rod in and out of her by a few inches.

Jade licked her lips in anticipation and softly moaned in appreciation of the impromptu massage and gentle thrusting. If he wanted another round with her tight opening to use to get off again, she wasn't going to dare complain.

As her breath eased to a slight elevated manner, she opened her eyes, naturally looking in the direction of the multiple monitors. She saw moment across one of the screens then groaned in frustration at what she saw, cursing the timing and called out, "Freddie, stop."

The soldier/spy immediately stopped, fearful that he had crossed a line with her and asked, "Did I do something wrong?"

"No, baby… no you didn't…" She pushed herself off the surface of the table then slightly twisted her right to place her left hand on his chest and meet his eyes.

He immediately pulled back, slipping out of her with a fairly audible slurping sound.

She turned back and sat on the edge of the desk, keeping her legs apart, feeling a faint oozing from inside. She wrapped her arms around the sides of his torso, pulling him towards her to hold him close and assure him that she wanted him. She rested her cheek against his left shoulder, keeping her eyes on the various monitors to watch the progression of their 'guests'.

Freddie felt better that she wasn't rejecting him and she could feel his muscles relax from the sudden tension while he wrapped his arms around her.

The dark haired spy continued with a breathy voice, "I'm sorry for stopping you—I really am, but…" She lifted her chin and motioned towards the monitors.

Freddie turned his head to see that Beck was returning with a gorgeous brunette that looked vaguely familiar by his side followed by two well dressed bodyguards. "Damn…"

Jade mockingly groaned, "Yeah, it's like his sole goddamn reason for existence is to ruin my happiness."

The dark haired young man grinned, letting her remark pass without comment, but instead pointing out, "If he's on his way back, we need to get going. Sucks, but-"

"Actually…"

She pushed him away and slid off the edge of the table then sank to her knees, taking the base of his softening meat in her left hand. She surprised him by slipping his slick, release-covered shaft into her mouth. She moaned at the combination of his manly musk, taste of her sweet release, and a strong salty hint of his release that had painted her insides.

"Ugghhh…" Freddie let out a low rumble escape his threat and leaned forward, catching himself by the edge of the table.

Jade swirled her tongue all around and took a quick few bobs of her head, getting more of that salty flavor on her taste buds. She regretfully let his softening shaft escape her mouth before he could re-harden then placed a kiss on his crown. "There, all clean. I couldn't leave a mess on you."

"Ah… thanks."

"Never a problem," she sultrily answered with a wink. "And I plan on getting you very dirty again very soon."

Freddie smiled in appreciation then stepped back, taking one of her hands to help her stand. He placed a kiss on her cheek, bringing a rare full smile to Jade's face.

They parted to gather their clothing and hastily dressed. Jade picked up her bra and slipped her arms through the loops of the straps and fastened it in a snap then picked up her panties, but before she slipped them back on, she brushed her fingers over her sensitive folds, gently shuddering from the contact of her fingers. She closed her eyes and sighed, letting the pleasure ripple through her before dipping her pointer and middle finger into her sensitive and tightening opening. She closed her eyes and whimpered, feeling her still slick opening with the addition of his warm seed. She licked her fingers clean from his gooey deposit. She opened her eyes and caught Freddie's awkward stare, he was unsure of how he should react to the sight.

The spy meekly smiled and commented, "Sorry, wanted another taste and didn't want to… leak… too bad."

Freddie was nearly blushing as he answered, "I'm sorry. I should have… pulled out. We were both caught in the momen—"

She raised her other hand and cut him off, "No, it's alright. I wanted it to happen… I wanted to feel it from you…" She felt a sliver of fear that he was going to genuinely regret finishing that way with her, letting her imagination run away from her for a few seconds as to what he could be thinking were her true motivations in finishing inside her. She attempted to rein in her fear and assure him, "…but you don't have to worry. I'm not going to be saddling you with a kid."

Freddie pulled his BDU shirt back on and walked to her, cupping her hips to pull her close with her soft breasts pushing against his muscular pects and hastily assured her with a kind expression, "No, no, no, I'm not worried about that." He brushed her left cheek. "I trust you… I trust you with me life and everything that entangles. I was shocked you wanted it, but I didn't think for a second that you were using it as some kind of trick. Besides… if you did get… you know… pregnant… I wouldn't see that as such a… bad thing… at all."

The former soldier wasn't a very good liar as his eyes were so honest and she was very skilled at ferreting out deception that she saw in an instant that he was telling the truth.

Jade slithered her hands over his shoulder and behind his neck to crash her lips against his mouth. She wasn't just relieved by his words, but thrilled that he would feel that way. She wanted nothing more in that moment than for him to bend her back over the table and make love with him again until he completely emptied into her. She hid her face against the side of his, unable to look into his eyes when she thought he would inevitably reject her. She uttered barely above the sound of their heartbeats, her hot breath tickling his neck, "Maybe we can make a baby one day?"

The tough as nails spy felt a wave of dread, thinking that she had gone too far, confessing something that sounded like part of a silly teenage girl's fantasy.

"One thing at a time, of course… Dinner, some dating, a surprise proposal, hopefully an affirmative answer, a dream wedding, a fantasy honeymoon, and a life far away from this spy insanity, and making love every step of the way…" Freddie smirked and then surprised her with a kiss her forehead and continued, "but I'd love that very much."

Jade lifted her head and looked into his eyes, seeing the truth that starting a family with her one day wasn't a wild fantasy, but a future grounded in reality. She looked down at his chest as the feeling was nearly overwhelming for her. She saw from the corner of her eye at the monitors that Beck and his entourage, were coming fast, and immediately resumed her 'game face' welcoming the far less emotional distraction.

"Come on," she said, removing the safety from her weapon, "we've got a bad guy to kill."

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After finishing up doctoring the books about supplies and production at the plant, Beck lazily walked with Tasha (noticing a little bit of discomfort lacing her face with each step) down the hallway towards the main production floor, eager to see his trophy. He was curious about how she would turn out, a living doll or something out of Star Wars with Han Solo frozen so she would make a conversational piece. The first option could be morbidly erotic, wondering if he should have stripped her before her wax bath for a better chance of that happening. She was a complete bitch but her body more than made up for it- probably why they dated for so long.

Beck's thoughts were interrupted when he realized the lack of noise of machinery running on the other side of the door to the production floor. A hint of annoyance flared inside his chest at what he could only logically conclude was the ceasing of production. He was on a tight schedule to get his products out to his clients—clients that demanded timely arrival of his products.

He pushed open the door to lead them inside and it was immediately confirmed that the machinery had stopped. He idly asked Tasha and his bodyguards, barely keeping his temper in check, "Why would the machines have stopped?"

The surprise sent his guards' senses on high alert and drew their weapons, one taking the lead and the other one guarded behind their employer as they walked further onto the floor in the direction of where Beck had left Jade dangling.

Beck stopped when he saw the two guards he had left to supervise Jade's demise were sprawled out on the floor. "What the hell?"

The front bodyguard carefully walked over to the downed men then knelt down to the first one to check his pulse. He looked up and shook his head with a regretful expression. "Dead, sir…"

"Yeah," he said, gritting his teeth. "The fucking bullet hole in his chest was kind of a giveaway."

Tasha slipped closer to Beck, taking a hold of his right sleeve.

Beck looked over his shoulder with a disapproving gaze that she would touch him as if he was some kind of protector for her when one of the things he paid her for was for it to be the other way around.

The 'assistant' apprehensively swallowed and let go of his sleeve.

Beck held his glare on her for a few more seconds before he looked up at the hoist hanging above the container that should have served as Jade's instrument of destruction, but was stunned to see her lazily waiting for him with her arms outstretched to brace herself against the guardrail.

Jade wore a smug smile and a confident glint in her eye as she greeted her former lover, "I have to hand it to you Beck… that was actually a very good plan to get rid of me… just putting a bullet into my head would have been better, but that doesn't take away from the 'death trap' plan. I was tied up and you had those guards watching me to make sure I died— which, to your credit, that's something other psychotic megalomaniacs fail to do with their overcomplicated murder schemes, but you just forgot one thing—something I forgot about too."

The sleazy businessman clenched his teeth and was on the brink of being spitting mad. He growled out, "And what was that?"

"Me," Freddie called out in a dark voice as he stepped from behind a piece of industrial equipment pointing his sidearm at Beck.

Beck looked to Freddie, surprised to meet the famous soldier in person.

The guards, out of instinct and training, attempted to draw their weapons and shoot the soldier, but Freddie barely have to move his arm to shot them down with clean shots to their chests.

Beck covered his ears and Tasha screamed and ducked behind Beck, grabbing him by the shoulders using him as a shield. The businessman lowered his hands from his ears and defiantly looked back at his would be assassins.

Freddie kept his weapon trained on Beck while Jade lazily made her way down the catwalk and the steps to join them on the first floor.

Beck divided his attention—and his burning hatred—between his ex and the solider that had just ruined his plans. Tasha on the other hand looked over Beck's shoulder and couldn't help but lick her lips and take an appreciative gaze of Freddie. He certainly had only gotten more handsome since she knew him from grade school. She silently cursed herself for not dropping Gibby, that chauvinistic pig, when she had the chance.

Beck threw a glance to Freddie while asking Jade, "So this… is your new boyfriend, I presume? I fucked you enough to know certainly looks… certain scents. You couldn't even wait to get out of my factory to do… that."

"He's a lot of things you aren't anymore. And you've never seen what I look like after I've been satisfied, so I'm not sure what you're seeing…" Jade lazily answered with a sneering shrug as she walked around to stand opposite of Freddie with them in the middle, "He's also kind of my boss. He's not really your concern."

"He's not?" Beck looked to Freddie, his cold demeanor that would chill many opponents' hearts, before looking back at her. "Your fuckbuddy is pointing a goddamn gun at me. I think that would go at the top of the list of shit that concerns me."

"Just don't give me a reason to use it…" Freddie said sternly, keeping his eyes locked, and trying not to look too much at the gorgeous model who had done quite a bit of growing since he last saw her. Knowing she was mixed up in this put him on edge, and made him nervous he might have to shoot her.

"Do you know what she was planning to do?!" Beck exclaimed. "I'm doing a little side business trying to help people who needed help and she comes in to kill me in cold blood. An unarmed man. Is that what you're going to do too?"

Freddie answered with a flicker of disapproval, "Sometimes, that's the job. We have orders."

"Like a good little soldier. Following orders…" Beck licked his lips and cocked his head to the side, seeing a potential opening. "So you approved of her just putting a bullet in me? Just killing me without my due day in court?"

Freddie coolly answered, "No… and she's not going to unless you force us to."

Jade's smug face at turning the tables on her ex vanished and was replaced with a stoic expression, hiding her annoyance at his expected righteousness.

"Why the sudden change in plans?" Beck looked to his ex, raising a cocky eyebrow to show that he was in control, laughing slightly. "Oh… you… you didn't know, did you? You had no idea that she came to kill me… This is too good."

"We all have our secrets and our missions," he said stiffly, feeling a pang in his gut as he felt like he had been lied to. As if Jade wasn't as perfect as he wanted to believe she was… and maybe that was on him. "I'm not going to kill you in cold blood because it isn't right. You do deserve your day in court and you'll get it."

"Court? Oh, so you're arresting me now? I wasn't aware that secret spy organizations had arresting powers —and I assume this is even more top secret since the usual alphabet soup agencies don't put hits out on people. I wouldn't think you would be too keen on violating my rights that way, would you, soldier boy?"

Jade looked to her new lover and companion with a nakedly worried gaze. Freddie was predictable at being as straight as an arrow when it came to his ethics and morality. It was practically his calling card. Plus, there was the disappointment in his eyes in knowing what she was really here for.

However, he answered in such a way that surprised them both, "The Constitution isn't a suicide pact. You don't get to use your American citizenship as a cover for your illegal activities. I'll simply make a citizen's arrest and turn you over to the proper authorities."

The spy pointed out with a mild distaste in her voice, "Actually he's Canadian."

"Ugh… I told you back in high school… like fifty times," Beck defensively countered with a disgusted look to Jade, "I have dual-citizenship."

Freddie cocked an eyebrow and questioned, "Dual-citizenship?"

"Yeah."

There was shift in Freddie's eyes, something a bit darker as if there was a new shift in the situation. "Oh… I didn't realize that."

"What? That makes a difference?"

"Yes, because then I can just legally shoot you as a spy because you're clearly using it as a ploy to infiltrate the country."

"You understand that doesn't make any goddamn sense, right? I'm not infiltrating shit… I've been here for more than a decade." Beck's annoyance that had been a flicker this entire time, roared as a flame at what he saw as the smug expression on the man that Jade thought could replace him. However, he kept a mostly calm demeanor with a tight smile and calmly countered, "Look, I'm sure we can work this out though since you don't have to shoot me. I'll surrender and just go with you wherever you want to take me. How would your conscience feel about just killing a man that surrendered to you?"

"To be honest," Freddie's cool demeanor slipped, showing that he was struggling to keep himself calm before he snapped, "I've done some bad things to bad people. I've done bad things to good people too. Those are the ones that clog my conscience… that keep me up at night. I don't imagine that happening if something happened with you."

"This is absolutely ridiculous," Beck rolled his eyes, annoyed at how quickly this turned and how dumb this misguided 'Patriot' was being, keeping his hands in the air, feeling the quivering 'bodyguard' hiding behind him "Then consider the practical—the strategic level. If I'm doing all the things that warrants whoever sent Jade to kill me, though you not knowing makes me wonder if it wasn't the bitch herself, then I would be a valuable source of information."

"Call her that one more time…" Freddie said, deadpan, showing how serious he was on the issue before Beck simply stopped moving. The soldier gave a contemplating expression to his point and Jade easily saw in Freddie's eyes that he was seriously considering Beck's offer and not just a stalling ploy. "Look, Mr. Oliver-"

"No, fuck that!" The prospect outraged the spy and without hesitation, she drew her weapon from her right thigh and pointed it at Beck's face. "And you'll just get some high price douchebag attorney and cut some deal where you get off— no goddamn way."

"Agent West—"

"Don't 'Agent West' me, Freddie!" Jade spat out from the side of her mouth while keeping her focus on Beck, This cocksucking traitor piece of shit tried to kill me."

"Traitor? On whose word?" Beck sneered at her before he looked to Freddie and asked, "Don't I have a right to face my accusers? And-"

"You shut your goddamn mouth right now!" Jade screamed, readying to fire.

He snapped his gaze back to Jade and demanded, "When did you get all patriotic? This is nothing more than an excuse for you to take some petty revenge on me because of our failed relationship."

"I should have cut your little dick off the day I came home and found it in Alyssa Vaughn's mouth…" Jade took a step forward, wanting to not leave any doubt she was going to put a bullet in his head. "I cannot wait to see your fucking brains on the wall."

"Jade!" Freddie called out, gritting his teeth trying to keep a level head. "That's enough."

"No!" The spy practically snarled, wanting to speak to Freddie but couldn't risk letting Beck out of her sight. "He tried to fucking murder me in the most excruciating method he could think of, whether it was burning or suffocation or both. He has no conscience. He never has. He… was going to send pieces of my body to you as a 'present.'"

Beck used all his willpower not to smirk that he could pit his ex and her new lover against each other. If he was lucky, perhaps he could actually get them to start shooting at one another then slipping away in the chaos. Tasha would follow of course because she was too stupid to function on her mind.

"Look…" Freddie answered with a firm yet understanding voice, keeping her eyes trained on Beck, "I know and I'm not going to let him get away with it, but not this way. We have a code and-"

"Not THIS way? What did you think you were getting into when you signed up for the job? The black ops spy game. We do the dirty work and that includes putting bullets in people that deserve it."

"Jade, this isn't-"

"Freddie…" she said softly, her voice shaking, and it was clear that she was on the verge of crying. She kept her gun pointed at him, but turned to look Freddie in his eyes. "I'm not talking about killing some minor league terrorist or some white collar criminal… I'm talking about him. Only him. He deserves to die. Not just for all the other blood on his hands, but do it for me… because he almost took me away from you…"

"Jade, I signed up to protect my country and her people and I knew that involved getting my hands dirty… I've gotten them dirty plenty of times, but not this way. You don't have to make this personal and you don't have hate him and resent him for what he did to you and I'm not talking about the murder attempt… don't let him have that power over you."

Jade's mind flashed to witnessing Beck's encounter with Tasha in the office. He completely dominated her and not just physically; he had her emotionally and psychologically bent to his will to not tell him no and allow it. After all this time, was he controlling her in a more subtle way to the point of manipulating her to argue with the man she had just finished making love with less than half an hour ago?

She wouldn't be Tasha or any other girl that he thought he could have his way, so she lowered her weapon.

Freddie sighed in relief, but Beck looked stunned that he was actually able to talk Jade down then fueled with a sense of anger. He may have been grateful that Jade wasn't shooting at him, but the idea that another man could so easily be able to handle Jade when it when it had been a tooth and nail fight between them.

Freddie instructed with a cold voice, "Beck Oliver, get your hands up. You're coming with us and I promise you that you'll be treated fairly.

Beck slowed his breath despite the fire in his chest that wanted to rage at having to go along with them. The criminal raised his hands and took a sideways step to bring Tasha into view of the operatives and ceasing to be a human shield for her.

The assistant turned an awkward stare to her employer, then to the two people with their weapons prepped. A look of shame covered her face, feeling like she'd been made a fool of and that she was going to rot in prison. But there was something in his eyes that made her nervous, so she stepped toward him, curious.

He answered her curiosity by reaching out with his left hand grabbing Tasha by her right wrist then jerked her to become a human shield. Tasha grabbed his forearm in an attempt to struggle, but he easily overpowered her and reached over her chest with his right hand and inside her blazer jacket to pull her weapon. He wildly swept it back and forth between Freddie and Jade.

The soldier took a bead at Beck, trying to get a clear shot while Jade raised her weapon and took a sidestep to see if she could get a clear shot on him.

Tasha demanded, "What are you doing?!"

"Shut up," he growled into her ear as he tightened his grip over her chest. "We are leaving now…"

Freddie demanded with a deadly stare, "You don't want to do this Mister Oliver. Let her go. I know you don't want to hurt her."

"It wouldn't be the first time…" he softly hissed then continued with a demanding tone, "Okay, this is what we're going to do: I'm going to walk out of here and you're not going to stop or follow me."

Jade countered with a half-step forward, "You're not leaving with her."

Beck pressed the barrel under the right side of her jaw. "We're leaving or I'm going to turn her into a bloody mess. Jade may not care about this pretty little thing, but that's going to be on your conscience, Boy Scout."

Jade really didn't get a good look at the woman's eyes over the camera while Beck was having his way with her when she was clearly in pain, but up close and personal she could see the girl was terrified of Beck's actions.

The spy's heart reached out even to whom she had thought of as a sycophantic to Beck and calmly assured her, "I'm not going to let him hurt you again, okay?"

Beck let out a cold laugh, "You mean like when you watched me tear her ass up and did nothing? You just sat back and watched… probably fingered yourself getting off on us."

Freddie knew he was missing a few pieces to the situation, but it didn't matter to him as right and wrong was clear to him in this situation, "You are not leaving with her or hurting her, so go ahead and let her go."

"You really think I care about her that much? I told you, Jade, she's just a pair of holes with a salary and if I have to kill her to get out of here, I will!"

"You kill her," Freddie called out, taking a step forward, "your hostage is out and we will put you down. Let her go, and all four of us can walk out of here alive."

Tasha's fearful expression turned dark, knowing Beck wasn't lying. Their relationship was for mutual benefit… one he may have thought he was getting the better end of the deal, but he just confirmed when that usefulness was up, she was gone.

The brunette assistant had to take matters into her own hands, so she reached out with her right hand and grabbed Beck's wrist. She pressed her sharp thumb nail into his wrist at the same time she bowed her head then flung back to strike his nose with the back of her head.

"AHHH!"

Beck stumbled backwards, letting his grip over her upper chest slip along with his grip on the gun.

Tasha surged forward, reaching for the weapon as it slipped out of his grip and into her hand. She spun on her heels to face Beck and without hesitation, pulled the trigger to put a single round into his stomach.

Beck jerked, as if startled from the impact. He looked down at his white dress shirt and saw seepage of red expanding onto the shirt. He dropped to his knees then looking up to see Tasha unsteadily holding a gun.

"You fucking bitch…"

The seemingly meek model suddenly lost her cool and just began wailing on him, kicking the downed asshole as hard as she could. "I. TOLD. YOU. NEVER. TO. CALL. ME. THAT!"

With her final word, Tasha leaned on one leg as she lifted her stiletto heel up, and then brought the sharpened point right down into his face, piercing through his eye and into his brain, killing him instantly.

The three were left stunned for a moment, two from what they just witnessed while the third took a few deep breaths only just realizing what she'd done. For the agents, the years of experience reasserted itself to to gather their wits. Freddie and Jade raised their weapons towards the now former assistant, justifiably concerned she could turn the weapon on them.

Tasha had the wits about her to immediately raise her hands then leaned to her side as she knelt to place the gun on the reddening floor. She stood back up and raised her hands on either side of her head. "Don't shoot me, please don't shoot me." She looked to Jade and pleaded, "I'm sorry I shot you."

Freddie turned a questioning eyebrow to Jade.

Jade threw a quick sideways look to Freddie and answered, "She just grazed me in the back."

"Oh…"

Jade lowered her gun and sympathetically sighed, "I'm not going to shoot you, but you're coming with us and tell us everything you know about Beck's operation… or you can stay here and explain to the cops why you shot your boss and four of his bodyguards are dead?"

Tasha may have had a few skeletons in her closet with her time with Beck that she may have to admit while telling them all they wanted, but one look at Beck's still warm body and the four bodyguards sprawled on the floor was all the convincing she needed to agree. "Okay, I'll go with you. No problem."

Freddie reached for his radio over his left collarbone and called out for an extraction while Jade approached Tasha and grabbed her left elbow.

The spy instructed her, "Come on. We'll get you someplace safe and have someone check you out."

Tasha raised an eyebrow as Jade led her behind Freddie on their way off the floor and towards the nearest flight of stairs.

Jade answered her unasked question, "Don't tell me your ass isn't killing you. You're barely walking straight. Though the murder heels probably aren't helping with that." She leaned to her ear and whispered, "And if you be a good little canary, I think our office could use a new assistant with your… talents."

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And there we have Jade's spy dream. A ton of thanks are due to my partner whose ideas definitely carried this one, and I hope everyone enjoyed it as much as we did writing it. And yes, there are some similarities to another soldier who feels a little 'out of time' but all of that is purely coincidental. Coincidental means only kinda on purpose, right? Haha... Anyway, I think this thing really paints the picture of not only how Jade sees herself but also how she sees Freddie and how she sees Beck still, which might be a problem moving forward. And it also shows how she might feel if a certain ex-Gibby girlfriend happened to show up. Would you like to see more of this world? SVAD and I have been working on ideas for sequels so if you'd like more from this Spy Universe, or any of the dream worlds we build, please let us know. Next update will be Sam and it will be an All Star affair and I hope to have that one kicking in a week, no more than two. Please feel free to comment/review as I love to get those and given how little the readership has been for this so far, I wouldn't hate some hyping if you're into that kind of thing. Thanks so much for reading as always, and until next time...