Fortunately, yes

With bated breath, Valerie watched the guard walk right up to where she was hiding, until only a few millimeters of cardboard separated them. All the guard had to do was open the box, and he would be presented with the sight of her naked body, all while Hawk fucked her from behind. She closed her eyes, praying she could avoid the humiliation, hoping to hold her breath for a few more seconds.

Luckily, right as the guard was about to inspect the box, he turned out. It seemed as though his eyes had caught something.

"What's this?" he grumbled to himself as he walked to a spot across the truck. Valerie opened her eyes just in time to see him bend over and pick up a tattered piece of clothing. Her eyes widened as she recognized what it was. The guard had found her panties, left there from when Hawk had ripped them off her body.

"Someone's been having fun on the road." The man chuckled to himself, before putting them in her pocket. He looked around, satisfied at having inspected the truck, before leaving the vehicle.

Valerie's body relaxed with relief, although this was the moment Hawk decided to pick up the pace. He tightened his grip on her, pinching her nipples as he intensified his rhythm. She felt every inch of his dick inside her. Suddenly, he buried his head in her shoulder, kissing her in the neck, and Valerie felt her knees go weak. She melted into his embrace and surrendered, letting him have his way with her. Their hips began to gyrate in sync, and she twisted her neck to kiss him, if only to prevent making too much noise. Their bodies became a sweaty bundle of energy, building up until she finally came. Her entire body shook, vibrating with pleasure as she felt his warm seed fill her insides.

They stayed in each other arms for a few moments, before she heard Hawk curse under his breath. "Shit. Sorry about that, I, uh, lost control in there."

"I-It's okay.." she gasped, regaining her breath. "I-I did too."

"Let's go." he said, gently releasing her and opening the flap to their hiding place. "We need to begin the mission."

He moved out from behind her, stepping out and zipping his trousers. She made to follow him, but hesitated, **** to leave the hiding place. He looked at her questioningly. "What's the matter?"

"M-my suit..." she began, dreading what was coming next.

To her relief, her interrupted her. "Looking for this?", he asked, producing a tiny bundle of fabric from his pocket. She looked at it in surprise, and her eyes lit up in recognition. It was her suit - only, it was entirely intact. "H-how?" she asked.

"I asked Jim to send me the manual." he gestured at his earpiece. "Turns out, the self-repairing part means you can simply stick it back together, and it's as good as new." He held it out to her, smiling.

She moved to take it from his hands, but he withdrew his hands at the last second. "Nuh-uh." he teased her. "I get to put it on you."

She blushed, although she didn't try to argue. Instead, she turned around and presented her back to him. "All yours.", she simply said. He smiled, and proceeded to kneel. First, he first helped her step into the suit, enjoying the view as she wiggled her butt to fit into the garment. Next, he helped her put her arms in the sleeves, all the while teasing her by running his hands along her waist and arms. Finally, he brushed her hands away as he embraced her from behind. Slowly, he zipped her up, slightly copping a feel. He heard her let out a low, satisfied moan as he caressed her breasts through the paper thin fabric.

Once she had finished zipping herself up, he gestured to the door. "Shall we begin the mission?"