Come With Me

Chapter Four: Honeymoon

- Present Day- 

Paris, France 

"Last night was...." you shuffle onto your side, arm propping up your head as you trace patterns onto his chest as you hear him struggle to find the words to say what he means. 

"Was just you getting into character?" You say with a slight hint of suspicion and sadness, you knew full well what you'd signed up for with Nick but this was entering uncharted waters. 

"No..." He said slowly, still focusing on your hand with the ring on it, the one that made you Ethel  and Joel, to normal, average people. 

"But....you wish you'd done this with Mace?" You press him. 

"What?" He looks at you then, confused and a little shocked. 

"It's ok, we can go back to how it was before, no blurred lines..." you go to sit up only to be pulled back down. 

"I think you misunderstand me baby girl..." he says as he hold you into him from behind, his voice horse from sleep "I don't regret last night, I don't regret this cover..." he says earnestly as he leaves kisses along your bare shoulder, up your neck... making a shiver go down your spine before he gives your earlobe a suck. "I regret we can't have this...always..." 

"What?" you spin you body around looking at him his face stern but a little smug as he sits back against the headboard bare chested, looking at you, taking in your slightly messy hair, and lust blown pupils as you give him a little frown, the same one you'd given him when he picked you up drunk that night two years ago. 

"I can't give you normal, I can't, it's not in the cards...." he drops his arms from resting behinds his head "I don't date, I don't see anyone for very long... I was let a girl stay for morning sex once and that's the longest relationship I've had... I came up with rules then, I only do the dominant stuff, I keep girls at bay.... and that was so easy... until I met you..." He reaches over and guides you so you're standing him, the duvet falling leaving you exposed as your clit and his dick touch, your eyes locked into his. "I knew it was a bad idea asking you, brining you home.... but I just couldn't help myself... I needed you... all the time... and not just for sex... I want to, I need to protect you... always." 

"Nick..." you you run your hands through his hair before leaning closer and gently kissing his lips before sitting back up. 

"Don't tell anyone I've gone soft..." he mumbles still looking at you. 

"I'l stay your dirty little secret a bit longer..." you smile, causing him to do the same a light chuckle "maybe one day things will be different..." 

"Until then..." 

"Until then... sir..." you add the last bit seductively as you gently begin to grind on him. 

"You're such a good little girl..." he hungrily pulls you in for a kiss, his hands roaming your body. Suddenly the phone goes... a message from Mace. 

"He's awake... she's in position with the camera..." you look at Nick.

"We'll finish this later..." he smirks before giving your ass a playful smack and getting up. You both get ready, transforming into Ethel and Joel. You wear a pretty little outfit before grabbing your stuff. "You look ravishing..." 

"Thank you darling..." you say playfully "so Joel, where to today..." you make him shake his head before leaving the hotel, putting your coms in and walking along the street hand in hand. 

. . . . . . . 

"Isn't this a little cliché, honeymoon in Paris..." you hear Mace's voice though comms. It was day two, you'd watched his every move the first day as you and Nick had walked about the area, tapping into phone networks and CCTV with a small device disguised as a phone whilst Mace had