A/N: Thank you again SO SO much for the reviews! Sorry this is late, had a few health problems. Same disclaimers apply. A HUGE thank you goes out to XxTartLoverxX for helping me out with a section of this. Thank you girl, you are truly the BEST. Hope you guys enjoy. And don't get mad for Lester getting a taste of his own medicine, it'll all work out in the end ;)

When they stepped out of the club, Lester made a suggestion.

"Ya know, the team and I all came as a group in different vehicles. Why don't I drive us back to my place in your car? That way you don't need to mess with coming to get it." She looked thoughtful, got her keys out, held them up and smiled seductively.

"Sounds good to me. Hope you can handle us." His jaw fell open. She dropped the keys into his hand and kissed his open mouth, sucking his bottom into her mouth. She turned and headed for a cherry 1969 Mustang, and Lester's cock twitched. When they were in the car, he thought about how lucky he was, but for some reason he was nervous. Lester was NEVER nervous around women.

"This is a sweet ride." She smiled and nodded.

"My brothers helped me restore it." She started inching closer to him.

"Ya know, I have one too." Her hand began moving slowly up his thigh, and her lips hovered just over his ear. He swallowed hard. "Yeah, but it's a different shade of red." She inhaled and whispered softly.

"Lester?" He squeezed his eyes shut for a few seconds trying not to blow his load right then.

"Yeah Sweetheart?", he sighed. She unzipped his pants, freeing his throbbing erection.

"Stop asking questions. I want to use my mouth for some more 'productive' activities." She descended to his cock and teased him a little with her tongue ring. She was making him crazy. When he was nearly fully engulfed in her mouth, he nearly drove off the road. Goddamn this woman knew just how to bring him to his knees.

She kept up her assault on his cock as he drove them expertly back to Haywood. Les could feel the tongue ring brushing against his skin and she knew just how to use it to maximize his pleasure. He was so close to coming but wanted to hold back so he could experience more of Tash's hot mouth.

Tash felt him holding back so she upped her assault. She took him deep into her mouth so that his head hit the back of her throat. She relaxed her muscles and took him in further and began to swallow. Lester gripped the wheel and cursed. Tash slowly pulled him out letting the steel ball trace the vein running along the underside of his cock. She smiled against him when his groan filled the car.

"Fuck! Don't stop, baby. Please don't stop!" Lester was pleading and whimpering a little. Tash took him back into her mouth. His hips were moving slightly, matching her pace. She knew he was close so she reached down and scraped a nail along the vein in his balls.

That feeling sent Les spiraling off in an intense orgasm. His Spanish curses filled the car as he filled Tash's mouth with his hot cum. She continued to suck and milk him until he was completely dry. He continued to swear and mumble in Spanish. Tash felt the car stop and pulled his still hard cock out of her mouth. She made sure he was clean before placing a tender kiss on the head and tucking him back into his pants.

After zipping him back up, she sat up and looked around her. They were parked in the underground garage of RangeMan. She spotted and picked out the nine cameras spread around and knew that the building was monitored heavily. Knowing that made her feel better. She liked to feel safe. Les was sitting with his head against the headrest. His eyes were closed and he was trying to regulate his breathing.

Tash smiled and leaned over to purr into his ear. "Now, wasn't that a better use for my mouth?" Les turned his head and smiled at her.

"Damn straight." Tash smiled and licked the shell of his ear.

"Then just imagine how good the rest of me is going to be." She got out of the car and walked around to the driver's side. Les sat stunned in the seat. Tash opened the door and held out her hand. "Coming sexy, or do I need to find one of your coworkers to help me out?"

That snapped Les out of his daze. He pulled out the keys and climbed out of the car. He pulled her into his arms for a deep kiss. He pulled back before he took her on the hood of her car and pushed her toward the elevator. He kept his distance from her because the need to just fuck her against the wall was so intense. He wanted her more than he wanted any other woman.

They both walked into his apartment and the second the door was closed, Les was shoved into the wall by Tash's eager hands. Her mouth fused against his as those eager hands pulled his shirt out of his pants. It was a button-up shirt and since she didn't want to worry about messing with it, she just ripped it open sending little buttons flying everywhere.

Les was too shocked to even worry about the pinging of them around the room. He was too focused on her lips on his and her nails tracing around his nipples, making them pebble and ache.

When breathing became mandatory, Tash pulled back and grabbed the front of his pants. She had them unbuttoned and shoved down before he knew what was happening. He stepped out of them as his hands worked on the zipper of her dress. They were both frantically trying to remove the barriers in their way. When Les had the dress off, Tash shocked him again by reaching down and tearing off her own panties. Les really didn't think he could get harder until he saw that.

When they were both naked, Tash grabbed his very erect cock and pulled him to his living room. She shoved him onto the couch and immediately straddled him. Her lips fused with his again as she impaled herself down onto him. Les pulled his mouth away from hers. "FUCK!"

The feeling of her slick walls around his cock was almost too much. She was so hot and so tight that Les was in sensory overload. "You like that, sexy? You like me riding you?" Tash purred into his ear.

"God yes!" Les panted out and gripped her hips as she aggressively rode him. Her nails scraped his hard nipples and her teeth nipped at his jaw and neck. Les could feel her inner walls start to spasm around him. Tash threw her head, enjoying the feeling of him inside of her.

Knowing she needed more, she grabbed Les' hand and roughly shoved it between them and started rubbing her clit with his fingers. His eyes grew wide when he felt the ring hidden down there. He got the hint and began to play with the ring and her clit. She was so close and Les was in awe watching this beautiful woman taking exactly what she needed from him.

"You going to cum with me, sexy?" Her breath on his ear made his cock swell inside of her. He couldn't speak so all he did was nod, frantically. She smiled and sped up her assault on his cock and she rubbed his fingers faster over her clit ring.

Seconds later, Tash shattered against him. She screamed his name as her walls clamped down around him. Les couldn't hold back and screamed his release right along with her. Usually he'd been able to hold back his orgasm, but not that night. It was too much for him. Everything about her made him crazy.

She continued to ride him slowly and let her walls milk him dry. When they'd both came down from their mutual climax she collapsed against him and kissed his lips. "Thank you, sexy. That was exactly what I needed." She laid her head against his shoulder and started kissing and nipping at the skin around his neck. Les felt himself start to harden once again inside of her.

"I thought that you already got what you needed." Les groaned as her lips continued to assault his heated flesh.

"That was just the appetizer. Now it's time for the main course." Tash leaned back and smirked at him. She hopped off his lap and stood in front of him completely naked. "Now, show me where our bedroom is. I'm not even close to being finished with you tonight." Les smiled and stood up off his couch. Never in his life had he ever met a woman like Tash. She was beautiful, assertive and knew exactly what she wanted. And from the hungry look on her face, she wanted more of him. It was going to be a hell of a good night.

When she finally collapsed on top of him, four hours later, he held her until her breathing evened out. As he stroked her hair, he thought over all of the events that had transpired that night to bring her into his life. He had never known anyone like her. She was certainly a force to be reckoned with, both in the bedroom and out of it. Lester had been with MANY women during his life, but Natasha was special. She was special in ways he both, could and couldn't define. She was aggressive and took initiative. He was so used to always being the aggressor, the first time SHE fucked HIM, was almost a blur. After that, they took turns being in charge, and she had brought him the most amazingly intense pleasure he had ever known. It was the by far the best night of his life with a woman. He couldn't believe he had actually brought her home to his place...AT RANGEMAN! But damned if it wasn't worth it. What he couldn't explain, was the tug at heart, the feelings in the pit of his stomach, and the uncontrollable jealousy and protectiveness he felt for her. Little did anyone know that he was only HALF kidding at the club that night when he said he thought he was in love. She rolled over, and he decided to stop thinking. He would have to be up too soon, and she was too far away from him, so he rolled over and pulled her to him so that he could hold her for a few more hours. He nuzzled her hair and held her close; then he fell into a very peaceful sleep.

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Lester woke up with a huge smile on his face. When he realized he was holding a pillow, instead of Tash, he frowned and sat straight up looking around. He was sitting there with the sheet pulled up to his chest; when he noticed Tash coming out of the bathroom and he sighed with relief. However, that relief only lasted a few minutes. He noticed her hair was a little damp and she had just finished dressing in a tank top and yoga pants. She was looking for one of her heels when he spoke.

"So, why don't you give me your number, or I'll give you mine; then I can take you on a proper date." He almost couldn't believe his own words, but that's exactly what he wanted to do; spend as much time with her as possible. She turned to him after she found her other heel. She bent down and gave him a soft, chaste kiss on the lips. She pulled away and smiled at him.

"You're really sweet to say the whole, 'I'll call you and we'll go out' thing. But, it really isn't necessary, Babe." Lester knitted his brows together.

"It isn't?" Tash smiled as she pulled her keys out of her bag. She walked back over to him and put her hand on his cheek.

"No. I know the drill. I get it. No relationships, no attachments. Let's call it what it was, a night of release, after an intense situation." She got a far off look in her eyes, and desire looked like it was starting burn again. "Just a night of INCREDIBLY amazing, no strings sex." She bent down and gently kissed his lips again; lingering a moment longer than she probably should have, but she couldn't help herself. When she pulled away, she looked into his eyes. "Last night was beyond ANY words, Babe. Thank you."

Before he could even really wrap his head around what was going on, she was out the door, and he was still sitting there with the sheet pulled up to his chest. He was wondering what the FUCK just happened! No woman has EVER left Lester Santos's bed. He ALWAYS left the hotel first, or slipped out of their homes before they woke up and got all clingy. This time, not only had he brought her back to his place, the first one EVER, but then SHE ends up being the one to up and disappear; hightailing it out of there! Only, he realized that he DOESN'T want her to disappear. He wanted her to come back and quell the painful ache that's been growing inside his chest, ever since she walked out the door. He wondered if this was how any of the women that he's slept with felt, after he left. What exactly WAS he feeling?