*This is the third time I upload this, fingers crossed it works this time.*
I was working on an update for another story when the idea for this one hit me. I sat down to let it out and was quite surprised by where it went. So, I decided to share it with you.
Disclaimer: The Plum universe belongs to JE.
As soon as I swung the Turbo into the driveway and cut the engine, I sighed. Finally, after a very long workday, I'm free. Going home took on a whole new meaning ever since a certain special someone and I blended our lives together.
I blew out a slow breath when I angled out of the Porsche. Today was beyond tedious, so as soon as I stepped inside the air conditioned house I felt instant relief.
"Ooohhh…" An involuntary groan escaped me when I reached the living room. Babe was sitting on the couch, flipping through TV channels. She was wearing a thin, tiny tank top and those fucking spandex shorts that cling to her body as if they were painted on her. Fuck. The sight of her never fails to improve my mood. The stress and everything work related disappeared and I was now on full home mode.
"Ranger." Those blue eyes landed on me, switching from a baby blue to a dark indigo in a heartbeat. I felt my dick react to her heated stare, turning into a full blown hard-on as soon as she flicked her gaze below the belt.
"Babe." I felt the corners of my mouth lift in a small grin as I approached her. When I reached the side of the couch and bent to kiss her on the lips, the final shreds of tension left my body. Like I said, coming home took on a whole new meaning after Babe and I decided to fully blend our lives together. "Stephanie!" I broke the kiss on a mock laugh of surprise. Her hands fisted on the edge of my Kevlar vest sometime during our kiss. Both the magnetism between us and her tugs caused my body to sink on the couch, straddling her tempting little body.
"It's poking me." She muttered between kisses as she shifted below me.
"I know." I grinned, knowing full well there's no way she couldn't feel my hardness pressed against her abdomen.
"No, Ranger." With a tiny chuckle, I felt her tug the strap on my left thigh. "Your gun is digging into my skin."
"Oh." I glanced down, but she was already working on it. My Glock landed somewhere below our feet before her deft hands focused on my utility belt. To be fair, I was as eager as her to be skin to skin, so I helped out by getting rid of the bulletproof vest and my Rangeman T-shirt.
Our lips crashed together once again, kissing with desperate need. I sensed that she needed something else, so I wrapped an arm around her waist and flipped us. As soon as she straddled my lap and felt my covered dick press against her pussy, her palms landed on my bare shoulders. Almost immediately she began a torturous rotation of her hips that tore moans and groans from both of us.
My lips latched onto any part of her I could reach: her lips, jaw, throat, chest and even her cotton covered breasts. But as soon as I felt her tense around me, I pulled back just in time to watch her reach the peak of pleasure. Her arms looped around my neck and she threw her head back, moaning as her orgasm wracked her body. With eyes trained on what little of her face I could see, my hands landed on her hips. I held her in place and rubbed her against me, prolonging her sweet release.
"Mmmm…" When she came down from the high, Babe slumped against me. Babe buried her face in my hair and I buried my mine in her cleavage. "That felt way too good for me not to be naked." She said on hushed whisper, giggling after.
Kissing the side of her neck, I shifted from under her. "We can fix that." Her back hit the couch cushions as I slid off the couch. I got rid of my cargos, boots, and the rest of my weapons. As I was busy doing that, I couldn't help but trail my eyes over her sated form. Her eyes were that almost glowing shade, the one that told me she was cozy and sated. Her lips were kiss swollen and her high ponytail was crooked. Fuck, she was the picture of sweetness and innocence. Babe looked so young and innocent that I almost felt dirty for giving my dick a slow stroke as I admired her. Almost.
"C'mere." Stephanie's husky tone went straight to my dick. My little brain took over, so before I could even blink I was covering her still clothed body with mine. "Hi." While she lined nipping kisses along my jaw, my hands dragged the excuse for a top up her torso. Reluctantly, Babe had to put her kissing assault on hold while I got rid her of her tank.
I kissed her with a lot of tongue, before leaving a trail of open mouthed kisses down her throat. I spent quality time on her breasts, giving each tight nipple special attention before moving to my favorite pie of all. I'm addicted to everything about her, especially her taste. Even after that first time I knew that once wouldn't possibly be enough.
By the time I finally lined us up, I was so worked up I had to take a deep breath before I slipped inside her wet heat. My first thrust was slow in and out. I went in slow one more time, trying to pace myself. Apparently, Babe didn't want slow. Nope. She wanted it just as hard and fast as I did.
"Carlos." Her breathy gasp told me she liked the new faster pace.
"Stephanie." She wrapped herself around me as I bent down to kiss her lips once again.
Just as I was coiling us tighter and tighter, hard thrust after hard thrust, Babe dragged her nails down my spine. I picked up the pace even more, pumping harder and faster. I could feel the sweat gathering on the small of my back and that unmistakable tingle of electricity building more and more between us.
And just as we were almost there, so high up that it was impossible to go back, the phone rang.
"Fuck." I growled, annoyed.
"Are you going to answer that?" Babe mumbled as I felt her hands slip between our moving bodies.
I shook my head no. "It can wait." I groaned, knocking her hand away to replace it with my own. My lips crashed with hers as a flick of my fingers and another fast stroke of my cock sent her over the edge. It only took one more fast pump for me to follow, spilling hotly inside of her.
It wasn't until I slumped against Babe that I realized the answering machine kicked in.
"Dude!" A familiar voice shouted over the speaker. "You guys need to come up for air!" Lester's chuckle snapped us back to reality. "When you're done fucking like rabbits, gimme a call." And with that the asshole hung up.
I slipped out, groaning at the loss, and flipped us so Babe could be on top. "Don't worry." I assured. "I'll shoot him as soon as I see him."
"How could he possibly know what we were doing?" Babe groaned too, as she snuggled against my side.
"Because perhaps everyone knows we're trying to get pregnant?" I reached for her hand, causing our wedding bands to clink together.
She let out a long sigh. "Yeah, key word here is trying."
"Hey?" I rubbed her back soothingly. "I thought we agreed to be spontaneous about it?" We reached that agreement last night after realizing that the stress and frustration were getting to us both.
"I know." She whispered on a barely there whisper.
"Babe." I crushed her against me and kissed the top of her head.
"I'm okay." Her lips pressed against my chest, right over my heart. Her fingers smoothed over my ribs before settling on my right hip. "We're okay."
"Babe." I know we were okay, because I could feel that nothing had changed between us. "Plus, trying is all kinds of fun and sexy."
She laughed, a rich sound that made my chest swell with a warm feeling. "Yes, it is."
Thoughts? Comments?
So, I'm thinking this will most likely be a short chapter story following S&R on their quest to get pregnant.