Margaret and I had some thoughts on a little ditty that takes place as an alternative ending to Hard Eight.

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Chapter two

Nothing gets past Ranger, so I knew he saw the video and sound crew in my doorway. I was in his arms so he walked with me over to the front door and gently closed it on my Peeping Toms…but not before Hector and Mrs. Bestler zoomed in on his hand on my ass.

He kissed me again as he walked with me to my bedroom.

"I don't know what to do with you Babe," he said, laying me down on my bed and getting in next to me.

He was laying on his side, propped on his elbow, one hand holding up his head. He was just looking at me.

"You could try making love to me," I answered boldly, reflecting on the activities of last night, which were very fond memories.

"I wouldn't have to try," he whispered. "I enjoyed last night very much."

"So did I. I'm game for a repeat performance."

"Babe, I'm not a one trick pony. I wouldn't have to give you a repeat performance. And I got a very good idea about what you like. Come here."

Uh oh, what was I getting myself into? I was baiting Batman.

When I didn't come to him quick enough, he reached out and pulled me to him. He kissed me with a lot of intent and inserted his leg between mine. I could feel the effect I was having on him and God he felt good.

Pretty soon my top was gone. I wanted to feel his perfect chest against mine, so I reached over to remove his shirt. While I was reaching he undid my bra. I still hadn't gotten his shirt off, but I was now naked from the waist up and the sun was streaming into my bedroom window so Ranger could see all my imperfections. My 34B chest and the little roll I had above my jeans. He was gazing at me like I was a Jean Harlow pinup, so I guessed he liked what he saw.

He removed his shirt and his cargos. God he was even bigger than I remembered last night. Did that really fit in me?

Next thing I knew he wrangled my jeans off, but he left my thong on.

"Babe, you are so beautiful," he said, taking me in with his eyes. "Dios, I want to fuck you. And then I want to take you home."

He didn't say another word. He didn't have to, his very talented hands and mouth did all the talking. And God, he was right. He certainly knew what I liked. His lips and tongue on my neck. His hands on my breast. His mouth on my breast. His tongue in my navel and oh my God, his tongue under my panties which were now ruined anyway.

God I wanted him.

"Ranger, now," I said.

"Mmmm. Good things come to those who wait. Take it slow Babe. Let me love you."

He continued his assault on my body. His mouth was on my inner thigh, licking it up to my crotch, and then moving on to the other side. He was driving me crazy. Suddenly my panties were gone and Ranger's tongue replaced them. God he was good.

And then he was inside me and oh my God. I grabbed his ass to bring him in as tight as I could. I was going to have a Ranger-induced orgasm, and I was going to have it now.

But I didn't need to worry about getting Ranger in the right position. Ranger instinctively knew what the right position for me was and I felt him hitting my happy spot as he thrust into me. And oh my God, I was going to come.

''O-o-o-o-h-h Ranger."

He pumped into me again and I came again. He then rolled me on top to let me take the lead, and God, I came one more time. He was a wicked, wonderful sex machine. And he was right; he just ruined me for all other men.

I wanted him to know that I was no prude and I enjoyed doing things to him as much as he enjoyed doing them to me. I noticed he was still hard when he pulled out of me, so I took him in my mouth and gave him a taste of his own medicine. And God he tasted good. I could very easily get addicted to this man.

Next thing I knew he was in me again. We fit together perfectly and made slow sweet love. Oh my God. When I came I felt the heavens enter me and Ranger came right along with me.

When we could finally breathe again, I looked over at Ranger.

"What was that?"

"You wanted to make love Babe."