And it would.
For the next hour, I fucked her rough and deep, soft and sweet, curving my body over hers, hand in the bed beside her, face in her neck, hearing her excitement. And smelling the sweetness of her hair, feeling the response to what I was giving her, how much she was loving it.
I drove my other hand between her legs and worked her. I gave her everything I had. It took everything out of me to hold back as I gave her a second, then didn’t let myself go until she had her third.
“Oh my god,” she breathed out. “Ca—uh, Noah.”
I chuckled. “You need more?”
“I don’t think I’d survive more.”
I pulled out and rolled onto my back. “Give me a second and I’ll get something to clean us up with.”
“Can I ask you a personal question?”
“I just had my face in your pussy, pretty sure you’ve earned that right.”
She rolled to face me, head in her palm. “How many partners have you had?”
“Not as many as you might think.”
She met my eyes and waited for me to answer.
“Before you. Six.”
Her eyes widened and her mouth dropped open. “Wait, seriously?”
“Seriously. Had a high school girlfriend that was my first. That lasted our junior and senior years. In college, I had two serious girlfriends.” I shrugged. “Then three, I guess you could say hook ups, and now, you. If you ask my family, they think I’ve fucked my way through half of the Pacific Northwest, but that’s because of, well, you know… undercover and shit.”
“That’s your cover?” she asked.
“Yeah. I work construction with my brothers until my handler calls. Then I have to come up with another reason to reschedule or plain ol’ flake out on them.”
“Wow, that must be hard,” she said.
“Yeah.”
“I hope you can work all that out soon,” she said.
I nodded. “What do you tell your family?”
“They think I’m a Hollywood film location scout.”
“Are you serious? That’s your cover?”
“Sure is,” she replied. “Right now, my family thinks I’m in Europe, scouting for an upcoming documentary. Of course, I can never disclose too much about where I am or what movie I’m working on because of non-disclosure agreements. Of course, later on, after certain movies or documentaries come out, I tell my friends and family that, ‘I worked on that.’”
“Hasn’t anyone ever checked the credits for your name and noticed it was missing?”
Tess smiled wide. “That’s the best part. Twenty-five years ago, the Agency created a scouting company called Locations Global Limited, along with acouple dozen blank employee identities. The Agency is in cooperation with several major film studios, who will insert the name of Locations Global Limited, and any necessary officer name who is in need of a cover story.”
“So, you’re telling me that the name Tess St. Marks actually appears in the credits of actual Hollywood films as a location scout?”
“Twelve films and counting.”
“Ones I would have seen?”
“Silent Tuesday, Return to Morgan’s Creek, Dominator Part Four, When Shadows Fall. Not the original of course, but the remake with Melody Morgan.”
