A Truck

Valerie made her way to the hangar, expecting to board the usual air transport, or perhaps a helicopter. She was taken by surprise when instead, she found a box truck waiting for her. It looked entirely unremarkable, and to her surprise, it wasn't even equipped for transport. Instead, cardboard boxes and random hardware filled the back. The driver gestured at her to get in the back, before boarding in the front and starting the engines.

She walked towards the doors, and found that Hawk was waiting for her. He was calmly sitting on the edge, his legs dangling out of the back. He was reading something on his phone when he noticed her, smiling as she approached. She couldn't help but smile in return. After she had hopped onto the truck with his help, she raised an eyebrow while looking at their transport, to which he gave a knowing shrug. "Guess the budget cuts are hitting everywhere.", he chuckled.

"Couldn't we drive there instead?", she asked incredulously. She wasn't a fan of hitching a ride alongside assorted cardboard boxes and electric equipment. "HQ says my car will attract attention towards us. This truck will get us right inside the building, bypassing a lot of security checks." he explained. She nodded, for he did have a point.

"Agents, we're headed out! I'm going to need you to close the doors!", yelled their driver out of the front. Hawk yelled out an acknowledgement as he closed the doors, and Valerie felt the truck began to move. There was barely any light, and since there weren't any seats, both agents found themselves sitting next to each other on a large cardboard box. They began discussing the mission plan, contingencies and so on. Without any kind of view of the road, Valerie lost track of time inside the dark, closed area. Valerie was telling him about the properties of her suit, when suddenly she began to feel lightheaded, and beads of sweat started forming all over her body.

"What's the matter?", asked Hawk, noticing her distress.

Valerie tried to fan her face with her hands, without much success. "C-can you open a window? It's too hot in here. My suit is sticking to my skin.", she gasped.

"There's no windows in here.", Hawk replied. "Here. Take this." He produced a water battle from a cooler, which Valerie gratefully drank. She still felt incredibly overheated, so she leaned back and opened her suit's zipper a little, putting the cold water bottle in contact with her skin. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Hawk's eyes travel downwards, and she smiled to herself. She decided to tease him a little more, closing her eyes and opening the zipper a tiny bit more, giving him a generous look at her cleavage.

Hawk's face lit up with a devilish grin. He took out another bottle of water, and leaned over until his lips were close to her ear, almost touching. "This should cool you down.", he whispered, before opening the bottle and pouring some cold water on her chest. The cool sensation made her gasp in surprise and she opened her eyes, to find that his hands were on the zipper. In a few seconds, he had lowered it all the way down to her bellybutton. Satisfied, he peeled aside the material of her suit until her boobs were fully exposed. She could feel her nipples hardening as arousal was building within her.

"No bra?", he teased her.

"There's no strategic advantage to wearing one. I'm lighter without it." she replied, trying her best to sound confident even as she blushed a deep shade of red. She didn't want to admit she still didn't own any underwear - or clothes, for that matter.

Not that the explanation mattered, for their lips met before she had finished her sentence. The two kissed for a long time before she had to withdraw for air, and he took the opportunity to suck on her exposed breasts. Before long, her entire body was shaking as she felt a different kind of heat building within her. She grabbed his hair and pressed his face against her chest, a low moan escaping her mouth. He responded by kissing her again with ferocity as he effortlessly lifted her to her feet. She embraced him, while his hands squeezed her ass and roamed all over her body. She was really wet now, and not only because of the sweat.

"You want this?", he asked her, as their eyes bore into one another.

"Fuck me. Hard. Please." she begged, gasping for air.

He responded by bringing her up against a wall before spinning her around. He made her bend over, and Valerie shivered with anticipation as she felt his hands roam all over her body. Her thighs quivered as his fingers slowly advance, until he finally began to rub between her legs. She could feel moisture seeping out from under the flimsy layers of fabric and on to his fingers. He lightly smacked her ass, and she had to bite her lip in a bid to remain silent. She wanted to moan loudly, but doing so would mean getting noticed. She had to resist the urge, no matter what.

"Your suit..." he whispered to her. "It's self-repairing, isn't it?"

"Y-yes", she gasped. She was too horny to understand why he was asking that, but she didn't need to wait long to understand why. She felt his fingers pinch over the paper thin fabric right above her crotch, and in the next instant, he ripped it apart. His hands roamed all over her now exposed ass and inner thighs, all while she prayed for him to enter her and give her what she so desperately needed.

"We have to be careful about the noise." he whispered to her while his hands expertly manipulated everything from her nipples to her clitoris. Valerie nodded, barely able to stay silent. She knew she couldn't stay silent for much longer.

"This.." he growled, while his fingers went under the thin elastic band of her g-string. "No strategic advantage in wearing it." Valerie let out a surprised yelp as he ripped off her panties in a single, smooth motion. He lifted her up, using one hand to make her open her mouth and the other to stuff the fabric inside, gagging her.

For a moment, both of them paused as they heard a muffled voice from the front of the truck. "Everything okay back there?" asked the driver, clearly reacting to the noises she had made.

"Yep! All good." Hawk called out cheerily. Without missing a beat, he lifted Valerie up and gently laid her to rest on the floor. Valerie rubbed her clit as she wanted him unzip his pants and descend upon her. As he entered her, she was grateful for the gag. She lost herself in the throes of ecstasy as their bodies intertwined.