Disclaimer: JE owns the characters.

He's Back

I felt his presence in my bedroom before I felt his hand on my thigh. My lips twitch into a smile as his hand worked its way up my thigh and along my hip under the comforter. My bed sunk under his weight as he climbed on. His lips teased my naked shoulder as he lowered himself down on me, effectively pinning me on my stomach. Not that I'd run from him. I'd have to be insane to do that.

"Good morning, Sunshine," he whispered in my ear.

"It's always a good morning when you're here," I said as I stretched out under him.

I let out a soft moan when he rubbed his hips against my ass. He was rock hard and ready for action at the ungodly hour of six a.m. I hated that he loved to wake me up so early in the morning. It was his funny little way of torturing the crap out of me.

He disappeared for a moment and I heard his utility belt and clothes hit the floor. I squeaked when the blanket was ripped off the bed and cool air raced across my body. He chuckled when I looked over my shoulder and gave him my best 'Burg' glare. I've always known that my glares don't effect him, but I still have to try just incase it actually works.

Damn it! He was a sight for sore eyes. I hadn't seen him in two weeks. Fourteen days. He had been called out of town and, from the looks of things, he had just gotten back. It was definitely going to be a good morning by the smile that was slowly forming on his lips as he took in the sight of my naked body. I rolled onto my side and gave him a saucy smile as I fingered him over to the bed.

He slowly walked back to my bed and laid down next to me. I pushed a lock of blonde hair back off of his forehead as his head hit my pillow. The dark circles under his eyes didn't help the dull edge that was laying under their bright green shade. He looked tired and wary. I couldn't even imagine the last time he got a good nights rest.

"The night before I left," he whispered with a sad smile.

I reached up and laid my hand on his cheek. He was well beyond a five o'clock shadow. There were traces of green and black face paint across his forehead and cheek bones. I lightly ran my finger across his forehead and showed him that he didn't clean up too well.

"How was South America?" I asked quietly.

"Hundred and ten degrees with one hundred percent humidity."

"Sound fantastic," I said with a smile. "Can I go next time?"

He chuckled and pulled me into his arms. I wrapped my arms around him and laid my head on his chest. It had been a long fourteen nights without him. He smelled like sweat, dirt, and gun oil. It was the greatest thing that I had ever smelled in my whole life. I took in a deep breath and smiled lazily as I closed my eyes.

"I must smell terrible," he whispered into my hair. "I haven't showered in ten days."

"I think that you smell fantastic," I whispered as I tilted my head up to look at him. I had memorized his face before he left, and my memory hadn't done him any justice.

"I still think that I should jump in the shower."

"If you really need to," I whined as I released him.

I watched his muscles ripple as he rolled out of bed. He walked, in all of his glorious nakedness, to the bathroom and flipped the light on. I leaned up on my elbow to get a better look as he brushed his teeth at the sink. I noted the bruises on his legs and arms as I assessed all of the new damage. My breath caught in my throat when my eyes caught sight of the large line of stitches that ran down his back. I silently rolled off the bed and walked up behind him.

He tensed when I ran my fingers lightly along the twenty some odd inches of stitches that ran from his right shoulder down to his left hip. He glanced over his shoulder at me and gave me a weak smile before returning to his teeth. I ran my hands around the rest of his body, looking for other injuries as he shaved. He winced when I ran my fingers over a bruise on his left ribs.

I turned on the shower to just below scorching and pulled him in. I positioned him under the shower head and patiently waited for most of the dirt to go down the drain. Once the water started running clear, I squirted shampoo on his head and washed his hair. I ended up repeating the process three times before it started to feel squeaky clean. I threw on some conditioner and fashioned him a Mohawk.

I moved him out from under the water and started washing his body to give the conditioner time to sit. His eyes were closed and there was a small smile twitching at the corners of his full lips as I washed his arms and chest. I past his erection, that I hadn't noticed growing, and moved down to do his legs. I heard a low moan escape his throat when I knelt in front of him to get to his calves. I chuckled as I pushed him back under the water to rinse his hair and the body parts that I had washed.

I was admiring his fantastic, rock hard ass as I washed it when I felt him shudder under my hands. I quickly found myself pinned against the shower stall wall with his tongue sliding into my mouth. My system lit on fire as he slid me up the wall so that I was at his eye level. I savored the feeling of wrapping my legs around his trim waist as his hands trailed down my ribs and came to a rest on my ass. I moaned against his lips when I felt the tip of his erection graze against my vagina. I raked my fingers through his hair and brought him further into the kiss as I started to go crazy.

Tearing my lips from his, I cried out his name as he slowly started to push himself inside me. He entered me at an agonizingly slow rate as his eyes bore down into mine, watching as my need for him increased. I was frantic with the need to feel all of him inside me and I bucket my hips against him. I watched his eyes roll back into his head as his hips met mine and he was completely inside me.

We reveled in the feeling of each other for a moment before he slowly started moving. I dug my nails into his shoulder and started bucking against him. Meeting him thrust for thrust as he tortured my mouth with sweet kisses. I cried out his name again as my orgasm ripped through my body. He sped up his thrusts to stretch out my orgasm. I faintly heard him whisper my name as he emptied out inside of me. The simply sound of his voice send me flying over the edge and another orgasm rolled through me.

He was leaning into me, keeping me pinned up on the wall, as he caught his breath. I felt slightly disappointed when he slipped out of me as I ran my fingers up and down his back. He slowly lowered me to the floor, but he kept his arms wrapped around me because he knew that my legs were never trust worthy after sex. I looked up and grinned at his satisfied smile. I pushed him out of the shower once I got my legs back and took a few minutes to wash up before I exited as well.

I walked out of my bathroom and found him sprawled across my bed, channel surfing. I shook my head at the manners of men as I wandered down the hall to the kitchen. I grabbed two bottles of water and headed back to my bed room. I climbed on the bed and straddled his lap as I handed him a bottle. I watched his eyebrows dance as he grinned up at me. I had already known that the shower had just been foreplay for him. He had a tendency for going for hours unless you stopped him. There had been a few times where I had spent a few days walking around bow legged because of one night with him.

I grabbed the remote out of his hand and turned the TV off as I downed my bottle of water. I peered down at him out of the corner of my eye and felt satisfied as he quickly drank his water with a hint of anticipation in his eyes. I grinned down at him wickedly as I threw my empty bottle over my shoulder. He reached up and pulled me down to his lips. The kiss was aggressive and dangerous. It stole my breath and made my mind go fuzzy.

I slowly pulled back and pushed him back down when he tried to sit up with me. I pinned his hands to the mattress and winked at him. A smile spread across his lips and he stopped struggling against me.

"Just relax, Lover," I whispered as I moved down his body.

My mouth started to water with anticipation as I took in the sight of his full erection, he had a great recovery time. I flicked my tongue across the tip and I heard him growl between clenched teeth. Starting at the base, I ran my tongue along his length before I took him into my mouth. He gasped and I saw his fists clench the sheets out of the corner of my eyes as I slowly started to bob my head. His breath quickened as I cupped his balls with my right hand and gripped the base of his shaft with my left. Seconds later he started trembling as he exploded in my mouth and I sucked him dry.

"That was amazing," he whispered as I kissed my way up his body.

"I'm not done yet, Lover," I whispered as I trailed my tongue around his right nipple.

He brought his hands up to cup my face to pull me closer. I eased my way up his body and let his lips capture mine. He chuckled lightly when I nipped at his smooth chin as I made my way down to his neck. He had a sweet spot at the base of his neck, just above his collar bone, that gave him an instant hard on if I flicked my tongue across it. He let out a soft growl when my tongue hit the spot and he flipped us over.

Heat flooded my body as I gazed into his eyes. They had gone dark green, a hint that he was at his peek on the desire scale. This was going to be fun! He playfully licked my chin and gave me a devious smile. My breath got caught in my throat as he slowly moved down my body. My eyes, involuntarily, rolled into the back of my head as he caught my right nipple in between his teeth. My hips arched off the bed when his left hand came up my ribs and started tracing circles around my left nipple as his mouth continued its assault on my right.

His left hand abandoned my breast and started trailing its way down my ribs. My breathing quickened when he ran his fingers lightly over my hip bone and down my thigh. He was happily teasing the hell out of me. He trailed his hand back up my inner thigh and along my lips before he slid it back up my body to recapture my breast. That light caress had set me reeling out of control.

"Damn it!" I moaned.

"Patience," he whispered and then started kissing his way back up to my collar bone. "It's been a long fourteen days, Honey. I've missed you terribly."

"You've missed sex with me terribly," I said with a laugh as I wrapped my legs around his waist. I gave him a mischievous smile and added, "You know that you can't wait to be hip deep in me again."

He moaned and slid back into me. I braced myself against the head board as he started pounding into me. My words had broken whatever control he had been hanging onto. He unleashed his raw need for me as he ruthlessly started banging me harder. Every thrust rubbed against my g-spot and I felt my feet start to tingle. He brought his hand up and lightly gripped my throat. He applied slight pressure to the back of my neck with his thumb and it sent me spiraling out of control. I cried out his name as the first wave of my orgasm swept through my body.

He slowed his pace and released my neck as I came floating down from heaven. I reached up and pulled him down to me, capturing his lips with mine and kissed him with everything that I was worth. I poured every ounce of love that I had for him into the kiss without thinking about the consequences. It took me a moment to realize that he had quit moving. I released his lips and he pulled back.

"Steph…"

"I love you," I whispered.

He groaned my name as he emptied himself out into me. His lips crashed down on mine and he wiped all thoughts out of my mind. I clung to him as he slowly started moving inside me. Every movement was slow and sensual. Every touch seared my skin. Every kiss was locked into my memory. He gave me everything that he had and it was more then I had ever hoped for.

We laid in each others arms, completely spent. Each floating high above the earth. He grunted when he heard his cell phone ring, but he didn't make a move to get it. I chuckled lightly when I heard my cell phone ring moments later.

"How long do you think that we have before he gets here?" I asked.

"Knowing Ranger," he said as he lifted himself up on his elbow. "Ten minutes."

He looked down at me and smiled as he tucked a stray curl behind my ear. His eyes were bright and sparkling. There were no longer any hints of the mission that he had just returned from. I ran my hand across his cheek and behind his neck. I pulled his lips down to mine and gave him a light kiss.

"I love you, Steph," he whispered against my lips.

"You better, Lester," I said as I smiled up at him. "Other wise I'd have Ranger kill you."

"He may kill me anyways. I'm late for a meeting," he said with a laugh as he climbed out of my bed.

I lounged in my bed as I watched him walk over to the closet and pull out clothes. He smiled when he caught me staring at him as he got dressed. He disappeared into the bathroom and I flipped on CNN. They were doing a report on a drug lord in South America that had been assassinated. A smile spread across my lips because I knew who had killed him and it didn't bother me in the least. Lester walked back out of the bathroom and dropped a kiss on my head with a promise to be back around six this evening.

I rolled out of bed when I heard the front door close. Just another day in the life of Stephanie Plum.

The End.