292As It Should Be
"Joe we've been over this a hundred times and I can't do it anymore" I said.
"But Cupcake."
He tried to interrupt me, but I held up my hand, "I'm sorry Joe I've made up my mind. We can't keep doing this to each other, it's not healthy." My mind wondered to a conversation I had with my best friend, mentor and one time lover Ricardo Carlos Manoso aka Ranger. "Joe can you honestly stand there and tell me you are 100% in love with me? The REAL me Joe, not your fantasy of me being your wife, mother to your children, keeper of your house, 'Burg version of a Stepford wife? Can you accept me just as I am right now? Bounty hunter, Rangeman employee, best friends with Ranger?"
Joe looked down at the floor unable to meet my gaze. "That's what I thought Joe. I'm sorry if this hurts you; that is not my intention. I just needed you to understand that I like my life the way it is, Joe. I even love some parts of it and I'm not willing to give up those parts for you or anyone else. Sadly that tells me I'm not 100% in love with you." I didn't mention the reason for this was because I was 110% in love with my best friend Ranger, not that he feels the same way about me. I sighed and blew out a breath that caused the curls on my forehead to bounce. Joe walked over to me, gave me a friendly hug, a sympathetic look, and walked out of my life without a backwards glance.
That was five months ago and things have been fairly calm since then. I say that because most of the people in my life have figured out that Joe and I are off for good. My mother is the exception to this of course. I roll my eyes 'Burg style and my eye begins to twitch just thinking about her. She still gives me a hard time about breaking up with Joe. She thinks he was my last chance at marriage, which may be true, but she never listens to me when I tell her I don't want to get married, have kids or live in the 'Burg.
Ranger had been at the Boston office when I broke things off with Joe. When he got back four days later, he came by to take me to dinner so I could tell him all about it. I told him what I told Joe: how I knew it was for good this time and that I was really ok with it. He slung his arm around my shoulder and whispered in my ear as he kissed my temple "Proud of you, Babe".
From that night on there was a change in our relationship. The changes were subtle at first. We started to spend more time together, having lunch everyday we could, going out with the guys after work, having dinner out or just staying in either at his place or mine. We watched movies or just drank a glass of wine and talked. I was getting to know Carlos and not just Ranger. Carlos started to let me into his life more and more. He told me stories about his family, his childhood, even stories about him and the guys from when they were in the Army (well as much as he could tell me anyway).
Things between us began to get much more intimate. I never thought Ranger would be into PDA but we couldn't keep our hands off of each other. Not in a crude, groping way but any time we were together we were touching in some way. We held hands, had our arms around each other or were kissing all the time. Every night possible we spent with each other. Waking up in Ranger's arms was the best feeling in the world. Despite our PDA and spending every night in each others arms, we have yet to make love. Not long after we began to spend more time together we talked and decided would wait until we got to know each other better before taking that next step. We knew from past experience how good we were together and we didn't want to mess that up by jumping into bed together. We knew when the time was right we would know it.
Ranger explained his earlier comments to me about his life not lending itself to relationships was meant to let me know he didn't have a 9-5 life. He wanted to make sure I could handle that type of lifestyle. He also told me he wasn't sure if he wanted to get married again but he wasn't ruling it out. I told him I could live with that as long as we were in a committed relationship, a piece of paper wouldn't make any difference. I did tell him that at some point in the distant future I might want to have a baby. He said he wasn't saying no, that we could talk about it when the time came. I told him that was acceptable. Now we just had one more step to take…
"Deep thoughts Babe?" I jumped when I heard Ranger's voice. Wow talk about not being aware of my surroundings! "Damn it Ranger, make some noise would you?"
"Babe, I knocked on the door before I came in and I've said your name three times."
"Oh, uh, yeah, I guess I might have been lost in my thoughts," I said giving him a sheepish smile.
"Care to share?" Yep, Batman is a man of few words.
"Not at this time but possibly later." I was treated to an almost smile that he seems to save just for me. I feel a tingle from the top of my head to my toes, making me squirm on the couch. Damn there goes another pair of panties ruined. I should really have a panty allowance built into my Rangeman contract.
"Babe, I'll buy you all the panties you want as long as you model them for me after we get home," he whispered in my ear as he was pressing me back against the couch. A shiver ran thru my body at the thought of shopping for panties with Ranger. The though of modeling them for him after we got home gave me a mini orgasm. I moaned as I saw Ranger's eyes darken with desire. Shit, now my panties were completely soaked. I was in a serious state of horniness. Joe and I hadn't had sex for the last two months of our relationship! It's been seven months since my last social orgasm and the hottest, sexiest man I have ever met had me pinned against the couch, kissing my neck and whispering naughty things in my ear. I was a big 'ol bundle of raging hormones.
"Babe," he said.
"Mhhhh" I moaned. Give me a break here; I can't even remember my own name at this point. I'm beyond horny and there is no way in hell my trusty shower massager is going to do a damn thing to reliever the pressure that is building low in my belly. It's a good thing we were sitting down or I would be a puddle of goo at his feet.
"Babe I asked you if you could take a few days off to go down to Miami with me to see Julie. She's been asking to see you and her therapist thinks it might do her some good to see you." Oh damn, for a minute there I thought he wanted to spend some one on one time with me. My thoughts must have shown on my face because he said, "I need to send her therapist a thank you note because I have been wanting to take you away on a trip for awhile now."
"Just thinking of you in a sexy bikini, lying on the beach is filling my head with some really naughty thoughts," he whispered against my ear. His voice was low, raspy and filled need with by the time he was done with his little speech.
I pulled back far enough to look into his eyes. They were almost black and I could see they were shining with desire and lust. I also saw something else I dared not hope for. His eyes were shining with love. For me. Huh, who'd a thunk it? I reached up to brush a lock of his silky black hair off his forehead. Licking my lips I saw his eyes darken even more. I pulled his mouth down to meet mine in a passionate kiss. I slid my tongue along the seam of his lips and was granted immediate access. I inserted my tongue into his warm mouth and found his silky tongue. I began to thrust my tongue against his and I could feel him respond. Normally, he takes the lead when we kiss, but I could feel him holding back just a bit to allow me to control how far we went. I had news for him, I was in for the long haul so he could jump in at any time.
I pressed my chest into his as I deepened the kiss. He tightened his hold around my waist until we were pressed together from forehead to knee. I felt his arousal against my belly and that just added fuel to the already molten fire raging thru my body. I pulled back a bit to catch my breath. He looked deep into my eyes and said "So shall I take that as a yes?"
I knew he was asking about more than the trip to Miami. "Oh yes," I said in a firm yet husky voice. That was all it took. He swept me up into his arms and carried me to the bedroom. He stood me beside the bed and began to kiss me senseless.
We were just beginning to explore each other mouths more thoroughly when I felt his phone begin to vibrate. Talk about a splash of cold water. I moved to step away from him so he could take the call when he tightened his arm around my waist to hold me against him.
"Talk," he barked as he held my eyes in a hot embrace. "You're in charge, do whatever you think needs to be done. I'm offline for at least the next 48 hours. Yes, she is too." Without breaking eye contact with me he snapped his phone shut and tossed it towards the chair in the corner.
"Now where were we?" he asked as his mouth came down to claim mine. There was no doubt at that moment he was claiming me as his. His kiss was rough, almost bruising but not hard enough to hurt me. His hands were wound in my hair and he tugged my head to the side to get better access to my neck. He sucked hard and bit the junction where my neck and shoulder came together leaving his mark on me. He laved his tongue across the mark to take the sting out of it. He pulled back to look me in the eye "Mine" he growled. "Only yours from this day forward," I told him as our eyes met and held. He possessed my mouth in a hard, demanding kiss as our tongues dueled back and forth.
We broke the frenzied kiss long enough for Ranger to remove my tank top. I tugged on his painted on t-shirt and he quickly grabbed the back of it and jerked it over his head before pulling me back into his warm embrace. His lips left mine and began to work their way across my jaw, down my neck to my collar bone. Man, can he kiss. His lips should be registered weapons because they were lethal. I was doing my own exploration with my hands. I worked my way from his neck, down his beautiful, hard, chest and around to his back. A cross between a moan and a growl rumbled deep in Ranger's chest. Just then he captured my left nipple in his mouth as his fingers stroked my right one to attention.
"Oh Carlos that feels so damn good," I moaned. He stopped and jerked his head up to look at me with emotions flying across his face. OMG what was he doing? Didn't he know I was THIS close to my first orgasm in almost eight months?
"Say it again," he demanded in a low sexy voice as he looked into my eyes.
"Carlos, my love" I moaned.
"Oh God Babe you don't know what it does to me to hear you say my name like that." I could feel his rock hard cock growing even harder against my lower belly. "Oh I think I do!" I laughed lightly as he picked me up and laid me in the center of the bed.
He slowly traced his fingers just beneath the waistband of my sleep shorts as I shivered in anticipation. He slowly slid my shorts and wet panties over my hips and down my legs and tossed them on the floor. His lips kissed, licked and sucked every inch of my body that the clothes had slid over. Every inch, except the one where I wanted him to be. He kissed my belly, slowly sliding his tongue in and out of my belly button. He licked his way down the inside of my thighs, to the backs of my knees, and down to my toes. He then started the whole delicious process in reverse as he made his way back up my legs. I was writhing and moaning with need. "Please Carlos," I whimpered as the tightness in my belly became so tightly coiled I thought I was going to explode. Hell I wanted, no NEEDED to explode.
"Please what Babe" he asked as I felt his smile on his lips as he moved closer to my hot, wet pussy. Smug Bastard. "Please put those talented lips and that hot, sexy tongue of yours into my wet pussy so I can cum," I gasped out. He growled, took my words to heart and plunged his tongue deep into my core. I screamed out his name as wave after wave of white hot pleasure tore thru my body.
OMG I have never experienced an orgasm that powerful in my life. If he hadn't had his hand splayed across my stomach I would have come up off the bed. He was watching me thru hooded eyes as his tongue and lips continued their almost painful assault on my sensitive clit. "You are so beautiful when you cum for me, Babe. Look at me. I want to see your eyes when you do it for me again." With those words he plunged two long, thick fingers inside of me and began to stroke me slowly at first. He then began to stroke me faster as his lips and tongue continued to lavish attention to my swollen clit.
Oh hell, I was almost ready to go again. He added a third finger and plunged them deep and hard inside of me. I felt my walls begin to tighten as he curled his fingers in a 'come here' motion, finding my g-spot and caused me to explode. I screamed out his name and then my world went black. I slowly opened my eyes to see the sexiest set of brown eyes shining down at me. The 200-watt smile on his face was enough to make me loose my breath for a moment. I had sensations running thru my body that were so intense they almost scared me. "What happened, Carlos?" I asked in a shaky voice.
"The French call it La Petite Morte or little death. Basically you lost consciousness for a bit. I have never seen it happen before but that had to be the sexiest thing I have ever been a part of Babe."
I looked up at him as his mouth softly kissed mine. I could taste myself on his lips and it was a very powerful turn on for me. "I need you inside of me now Carlos. Please make love to me," I breathlessly told him.
"With pleasure Stephanie," he said as the tip of his cock found my opening and slowly slid inside of me. "I love you Steph," I heard him say as he buried himself in me. He is so long and hard that I feel him touch my cervix.
"I love you too Carlos, now and forever," I tell him as he begins to move inside of me. He slowly pulls back and enters me again all the way. I lifted my hips to meet his long, powerful thrusts. I couldn't get close enough to or him deep enough inside of me. I could feel another orgasm building and I began to thrust my hips hard and fast up against him until he got the message and began to pound into me. I came apart at that point. Carlos was still hard, buried deep inside of me and he stilled to allow me to catch my breath before he frantically began to pound me into the mattress. I wrapped my legs around his waist to take him deeper inside of me. I felt the beginning of a powerful orgasm building inside of me as my walls began to tighten around his throbbing cock. "Cum for me Babe, I want us to go together" he ground out. No sooner did he say this to me than my walls clamped down hard around him and we both came together. I felt my muscles milking every last bit of cum out of him. He thrust into me a couple more times before collapsing on top of me. We were both covered in a fine sheen of sweat. I loved the feel of his hard body on top of mine.
I was so overcome by the intensity of our love making that I had tears on my cheeks. Carlos leaned down and softly kissed them away. "Are you ok, Babe?" he asked me with worry in his eyes.
"Oh yes, Carlos. I'm more than ok. Don't worry they are happy tears. I have never experienced making love with anyone until now. It was powerful and wonderful and really words can't even begin to describe the feeling I have right now".
The worry in his eyes turned to love as he said "I know just what you mean Babe. I have never experience anything that powerful or wonderful either. We truly experienced the act of making love and for that I can't thank you enough. Thank you for loving me unconditionally and for trusting me with your heart and soul." I had tears streaming down my face as I pulled his lips to mine to show him exactly how I felt. I had no words to describe my feelings at that moment so I showed him with my mouth, hands and body long into the night. Shortly before dawn we fell exhausted into each others' arms.