Standard Disclaimer: Don't own 'em, wish I did. Okay so I had these lines and then I saw the challenge and it seemed to fit. Then I was watching the news and figured Ranger could be involved in the hostage rescue, so there you go: a challenge response.
Warning for Language, Adult Content and maybe smut, although I was told previously the sex I write is not technically smut; but still I hope it is HOT! (Hey, I know I'm not 16, but I still know what hot is….)
SPECIAL THANKS: Thank you Kate (MMO) for your superb beta/editing skills and guidance.
Show Me by Suzanne Chapter 2
"What?"
I know but it caught her off guard. She I was expecting the whole 'I don't do relationships thing'. "Show me, Babe." Even if I only have this one time, I needed her to show me.
Looking at me with a shocked expression on her face, Stephanie pushed the covers from her legs; she stood and walked slowly to stand before me. She just stood there for a few seconds, looking for confirmation that I meant it the way she needed me to mean it. Not for just tonight, but that I wanted and needed her to show me how much see loved me, for always.
She reached up and took my head in her hands, placing a hand on each of my cheeks.
"I love you." She breathed, and rocked up onto her toes to kiss me. Gentle, warm lips grazed over my lips in the whisper of a kiss. Then she moved her fingers up into my hair, much the same why that I touch her had just minutes earlier. Tightening her grip on my head, she deepened the kiss. Her fingers slipped to remove the leather tie from my hair.
There is nothing that turns me on more than Stephanie's hands in my hair. I let a guttural moan pass over my lips and tangled my hands in her hair, pulling her deeper into the kiss. Before I could take over her "show", she pulled away and touched her hand to my cheeks again. Then she knelt down and started to unlace my boots, lifting each leg to pull them off. While she was still kneeling, she reached up to pull my cargos over my hips; her hands feeling like cool silk caressing my thighs and calves on the way down.
She stood again and lifted the hem of my shirt and I jerked it over my head. Slowly looking me over from head to toe, I watched as her eyes deepened to a beautiful sapphire.
"I love your skin." Using feather light strokes she caressed my chest. "It's so warm and smooth."
Yanking her tank top over her head, she pressed her breasts against my chest and rubbed against me.
"Mmmmmm," she moaned.
Slowly she took my hand in hers, raising them to place one on each of her breasts, pressing her pebbled nipples into my palms.
"I love your hands, so strong and rough."
Having her touch herself with my hands was driving me insane. It was incredibly erotic… There was nothing sexier than a woman who knows what she desires…. To feel the perfect swell of her breasts, cupped in my hands and to know that she wanted to be touched and held like this was intoxicating… My breathing was labored and I fought the urge to toss her into the center of the bed. Instead, I waited and tried to enjoy Stephanie's sensuous touch. I was determined, I could control my body. 'Soldier you haven't come close to seeing this kind of torture before. You are no match for this test,' my body corrected.
Stephanie stepped away from me and moved to stand behind me, running her hands over my shoulders and down my back.
"I love your back and shoulders, so broad and powerful. I still dream of your muscles moving beneath my fingers when you were pressing me into my mattress so very long ago. My nails scraping deep red lines down to your waist as I pull you deeper into me." She whisper, her lips pressed into my back.
God, I was gritting my teeth in restraint; she pressed her body tight against my back, running her hands across my chest. Her mound brushed my thigh and her cheek rested between my shoulder blades. It was the most sensuous feeling, having Stephanie press against me like that, holding me. I spent those precious moments committing the feel of her to memory.
Gently she guided me to the bed and pushed me to sit. I tugged on the waistband of the pretty pink and yellow stripped boxers she was wearing; she stepped out of them climbed on my lap, facing me. I groaned as the warm dampness of her pressed against me. My muscles flexed in anticipation, my cock was throbbing against her stomach. She raised her hips slightly to brush against me. I closed my eyes and took pleasure in the sensation of her warm, wet center slowly stroking up and down my shaft. Throwing her head back, she arched her back and if I dipped my head I could take her nipple in my mouth. At that moment, I wanted her in my mouth more than I wanted anything in my life.
Reading my mind, Stephanie tangled her hands in my hair and pulled my head up to look in her eyes. She was opening the door to me, but the ride she was offering was not free. I knew what she wanted, all of me, body, mind, and soul.
"I love your eyes. Even when you have your blank face on and trying to shut down your emotions, I can still see you in your eyes." She pressed her lips first to one lid then the other.
"I love your lips, not just for the bone melting kisses you rarely share with me, but for the gorgeous way they tip up when I amuse you." She lightly kissed the corners of my mouth, then ran her tongue around the outline. My body was on overdrive, desire coursed through me. But I was enjoying more than just the physical promise she had offered, I would remember her words, and listen to her soft voice in my dreams.
"But more than all of this, I love who you are, Ranger. I love how honorable you are and that you are uncompromising in your moral code. I love the fact that I can trust you to always tell me the truth, to always be there when I need help. Not just when I'm in trouble, but when I need an encouraging word. I always feel I can do anything because you believe in me. I love that you are proud of me."
"I love you, Babe.
TBC……
