Come With Me

Chapter Three: Under Cover

-Present Day-

PARIS, FRANCE

"Your sight lines are here... " You explain to them both as you sit at the table a pen in hand drawing on the map, Mace looking over your shoulder, Nick stood on the other side of the kitchen eating takeaway. "Traffic is one way, north to south...... exposure is 360... you can't box him in." you look up at Mace then at Nick as he starts to talk.

"Theres no need, he called us... we just swap the bags... no mess no fuss.." he says nonchalantly still eating.

"Why don't we have a team on this?" Mace asks confused.

"Its a simple drop Mace... he could have sold that thing on the black market for a lot more but he just wants 3 mill for him and his family to disappear." he shrugs.

"What a guy..." she says putting her own food down.

"Have you ever considered it?"

"What committing high treason or starting a family?" She smiles at Nick as she sits down at the table next to you, you start picking at your noodles.

"Take your pick..."

"No, I haven't..." she says finally as she put the silencer on a gun before passing it to you and doing the same with hers.

"'cause you love the job.." he says the a huff as if he's disappointed

"One of us has too..." she gives him a playful look.

"Well if you don't like the idea of family... you're really gonna love our cover..." Mace looks up annoyed. 

"No.." she shakes her head. 

"We are Joel and Ethel Lewis from Iowa..." he places a ring down on the table "we're here on our honeymoon"

"Honeymoon?" Mace repeats 

"You crafted this cover?" Mace looks at you, an idea coming to her head. 

"She wanted me to do more work... try the ring..." he changes his attention to Mace.

"I think Y/N should try it..." 

"What?" You give her a look 

"I think this is great... the drop is easy, a simple bag transfer... you get to go on the field nice and easy... I'll be there in case things go haywire..." she shrugs, proud of herself, she enjoyed tasing you like a sister. 

"What do you say?" To your surprise you turn round to find Nick giving you a look. 

"I say its probably a really bad idea..." 

"Great then it's settled, go on... try the ring on... might even fit?" Mace stands smiling as she gets more of the gear ready. Reluctantly, you try it on. 

"It'll do..." you look at it on before looking up. 

"Great!" Nick avoids looking back as he peers over the map you'd annotated "So that's our best access point huh? Straight line to the drop.... I'll run lead?"

"Sounds good big man!" Mace launches a bag at her friend... "I'm going to get showered and use the other room... maybe you two should get to know each other..." she looks at you, teacher mode back on. "The cover needs to seem real, you need to feel comfortable or they'll spot you a mile off... You have three days, three days to spend around the area learning his routines... then we do the drop." She goes to leave "Be nice..." Mace shoots a look at Nick before walking out. 

"You know what honeymooners do right? When they're on their honeymoon, in the most romantic city in the world...Ethel" 

"Call me Ethel again and you're gonna wish you'd brought me a smaller ring..." you give him a pointed look. 

"I wanna try something..." 

"No..." 

"Come on Y/N... you haven't looked at me since last night..." he leans in. 

"I..." You shake your head and walk away. "Mace thinks I don't know you... she thinks she's being funny because she assumes I've got a little work crush on you...." you huff with a laugh, but your not amused your upset "but what she doesn't know... is that I do know you... and I know this is going to be impossible to pull off... so you should just do it with her..." 

"Why don't you want to do it, thought you wanted to be on the field?" He stands, walking towards you. "Plus its not like we haven't been close before..." 

"Honeymooners make love on their honeymoon.....you and I fuck...sir" you add the last bit a little bitterly. 

"I thought you were ok with that?" 

"I am" you half  lie "I just don't want breaking your rules.... to cause an issue"

"Come here..." he walks even closer, moving the chair and just walking right up to you, his eyes matching his light blue sweater, looking like heaven. 

"What are you doing...?" you laugh but then he comes in, cupping your face. 

"If this is going to work, we're going to have to break the rules..." he whispers. Two years ago, kissing, hugging, holding hands, being public were all things that were banned. He looked after you, like any good Dom would... but he wasn't going to allow for feelings, sentiment. So it was to you shock but secret delight that he leant down to kiss you, a gentle one at first...but was soon slipping his tongue between your slightly parted lips to kiss you more deeply taking your breath away. You close your eyes as you finish... he pulls you in and kisses the top of your head. You stay like that for a minute, before you put your hands tentatively on his chest and he lets you as you look up at him.

"I don't have anybody else..." 

"I know" 

"If this doesn't work and I lose you... loose whatever this is..." 

"Tell me you haven't thought about it..." You move away. 

"No, you're being mean..." you shake your head walking over to the bed. 

"Just tell me you haven't and I'll stop..." He slowly walks over to you standing inches from you. 

"Make love to me Nick..." you say softly cupping his cheeks and without another word, Nicks lips meet yours softly once again as you fall back onto the bed, holding and caressing him as you roll into the middle of the bed. 

"I could get used to this..." He says a between kisses whist  he delicately traces two fingers down you body before slipping them inside your wet core using a your  breathy moan to kissing you passionately, his tongue dominating as continues to work his magic. 

"So could I..." you you break away from the kiss, briefly stroking his face, he looks at you softly before  taking his face in your hands, and stroking your hair.

"Told you we'd have fun in Paris..." he says with a cheeky smile, with another kiss he lines the end of his dick with your entrance.

"Hold me..." 

"I will" he kisses you again, he holds you in his arms kissing you softly as he enters, gently, building up a slow deliberate rhythm  it doesn't take long before the shock turns to pleasure as he begins slowly working up a rhythm, the two of you making love for most of the afternoon before collapsing into a big heap of cuddles and post sex bliss.