A/N : I just jumped right in where I left off in chapter 6. But I know you won't mind that. Some things in this chapter will be familiar to some of my close friends, especially a Lester-like friend of mine. You know who you are. And now ladies and gents ... on with the finale of MMIT. ~~~ J
SPOV
I was snuggled up in Bobby's strong arms taking a very comfortable ride down the hallway to my bedroom. My hormones were screaming as I kissed, licked, and nipped at his neck and jaw. His constant growls and moans of delight just egged me on further.
He kicked the door to my bedroom open with his booted foot, never stopping or faltering in his steps. Once we were through the doorway and next to my bed, he removed the arm under my ass and shifted me to lower me to my feet.
I grunted my displeasure for being separated from his comfortable arms; and for him removing the jaw and neck I was so enjoying the taste of. He could not have cared less, matter of fact he just uttered, "later". I was looking forward to later if it meant I get to kiss, suck, lick, and nibble every inch of his toned body.
"Bobby please, I want to touch you, all of you." I beg.
"Later, I promise baby. I promise I will let you do anything you want to me. I plan on being here all night long. We have plenty of time to get to know every single detail of how to make each other crazy with need. I intend to commit yours to memory."
"Shut up and kiss me Dreads."
"Yes ma'am, bossy aren't you?" He chuckles.
"You have no idea." I tease.
His eyes widen in shock. But I know he is all too eager to learn exactly what I meant. I haven't told him, or anyone else for that matter; but I have a dom streak in me. I smirk to myself. He will learn though. I wonder if he likes to be spanked or if he likes to spank. I have a funny feeling he's into spanking. I can't wait to find out if my hunch is right on the money or not.
He brings me out of my dirty musings by running his hands down my hips to the hem of my dress and lifting it up and over my head, leaving me standing before him in just my scrap of a lace thong and my killer heels.
"Damn baby you're gorgeous. I can't believe that you're all mine." He exclaims in wonder.
"Right back at you. Now you're wearing too many clothes." I say as I reach for the bottom of his tight black t-shirt.
I pull it up and over his head, stopping to caress his hard muscles after it hits the floor. He is a true specimen, all taught muscles and hard angles, soft skin over steel to the touch. I am in awe of him.
I reach up to run my hands through his dreads, pulling his face down to mine for a fierce kiss. He returns my kisses with equal passion. His tongue fighting with mine as we learn the inner anatomy of each other's mouths, along with the tastes.
After several minutes, we break apart. I am still gasping for air when he latches on to the pulse point of my neck and brands me as his. I can only whimper with need.
He leans me back over his right arm and moves his delicious mouth down the column of my throat placing wet, suckling kisses all the way down until he reaches my aching and pebbled nipple.
He then licks circles around my areola, only pausing to flick his tongue over my nipple; teasing. I moan loudly when he finally takes that nipple into his hot mouth and sucks greedily. At the same time his left hand is pinching and flicking the twin on my other breast.
His talented mouth has my eyes fluttering closed. My legs feel like jello and my knees begin to buckle under me. Bobby senses my predicament and gently lifts me, laying me down on the edge of the bed. Never once did his attentions avert from his mission on my breasts. Wow, this man is talented!
He finally releases my breast with a wet pop and looks down into my eyes. His eyes are now totally black with desire. He moves up off of my body and eases back just a touch. He only moves far enough away so that he can get his hands between us to work the fastening of his cargos. Good, he's finally getting naked too.
He unbuttons his pants and draws the zipper down slowly, torturing me. He knows I want to see all of him. He grins like he knows what I am thinking, but at last pushes his pants down his long legs and off of his body. He stands before me in all his naked glory, and I do mean glory. His erection is standing out proudly from his body and pointing toward me like a divining rod searching for my hidden well.
I sit up and lick my lips. I am most anxious to taste that drop of pre-cum that is glistening on the tip. Bobby ruins that plan by dropping to his knees in front of me and edging my knees apart.
He inhales deeply from his position near my mound. I can feel his hot breath on my inner thighs. I know what he is thinking so I lean back prepared to enjoy what is coming. I am certain I will be soon.
He starts by pressing kisses to the insides of my knees and working his way north, taking his time. When he finally licks me slowly from bottom to top, I nearly come unglued. But he is not deterred from his goal.
He then begins to circle my clit with steady strokes of his tongue while his finger deftly probes my entrance. The steady work of his finger and tongue working in unison start a slow burning fire deep in my abdomen.
When he adds a second finger to his assault and curves them inside me while gently biting down on my clit, I am thrown into my first orgasm screaming his name as I come apart and flood his mouth and fingers with fresh juices.
He slows down his strokes to bring me down gently. When I am able to open my eyes, I look down my torso to see him smiling back at me.
He raises himself back up to a standing position, meanwhile I scoot back to the center of the bed with my head resting on my pillow. He takes a moment to ask.
"Do I need anything? I know we're both clean from our physicals, but I know how you feel about kids. We're not ready to get pregnant yet."
"No, I started the shot last year. We're covered." I reply.
He groans aloud as he realizes what that means, bareback. I can hardly wait to feel what it's like myself to have no barrier between us, skin against skin. The feeling will be incredible.
He is finally able to regain his control and eases himself to lie down beside me. I think it is time to take control and go get what I want. I nudge his shoulders down and lean in for a passionate kiss.
I break the kiss and start a path down his well-defined chest. I pause to take one of his nipples in my mouth. I bite down briskly. I hear his sharp intake of breath and think to myself, 'interesting'. I wonder ... does our resident medic like a little pain with his pleasure?
I pinch his other nipple, hard! I hear his immediate and loud moan of pleasure followed by his exclamation of "Fuck yeah!"
I grin to myself and keep on my way down his body swirling my tongue in his navel as I pass by it. When my eyes are level with his cock, I see that it is twitching and it looks delicious. I give in to the temptation and flick my tongue across the slit to gather the pre-cum that is dripping there.
Bobby's hiss of breath does not surprise me. I run my tongue from the base of his shaft back to the tip, then circle around the head. I then take as much of him as I can into my mouth, still working my tongue along the sides and sucking gently.
His answering moans and groans are music to my ears. I feel like a goddess knowing I can make him lose himself like that. I pick up the pace sucking a little faster and taking just a bit more of him in my mouth, relaxing the back of my throat to take nearly all of him in deep. When my nose is almost brushing his pubic hair he finally manages to speak.
"Baby please, I don't want to cum here. I want to be surrounded by your tight heat the first time I cum. Please, stop."
I reluctantly pull my head back and release him with a wet pop. I crawl my way back up his body and straddle his hips with mine. I lean down and kiss him tenderly, still able to taste the remnants of my juices on his lips.
I lift my hips up and reach around behind me to grasp his cock firmly in my hand. I line him up with my entrance and shift down taking just the head into me. I look up into his eyes as I slowly sink myself down the rest of the way until our hips are meeting. He is fully seated inside me and I feel gloriously full.
He moans deeply and throws his head back further into the pillow while biting his lip to retain his composure. I throw my head back and enjoy the blissful feeling of the fullness he creates in me.
I don't start to move until I feel his hands on my hips urging me. I grind myself against him, trying to find that perfect angle to bring us both the most pleasure. I finally find what I am looking for and begin to move leaning forward just a bit, rolling my hips as I move up just a few inches, then back down again.
Bobby's moan of "yes, right there baby, you feel so good", tells me that I am doing it right. I feel a sharp slap to my ass. 'He does like to spank.' I moan out loud. "Yes! Spank ass Bobby. Show me I'm yours!"
That fire in my belly from before is making a second appearance. I can no longer take it, I need to cum again, now!
I double my efforts and start pounding myself down onto Bobby's fabulous cock. In no time at all I am screaming his name again as I explode with a fierce orgasm. I am barely starting to come down when I feel Bobby deftly flip us over.
I am now on my back and he is pistoning his hips into me. He roars out his on release after only a few more hard thrusts. I feel his cock pulsing inside of me as he sprays hot jets of his seed deep within me.
Bobby's arms are quaking with the effort to keep his weight off of me. I lightly nudge both his elbows with my hands, allowing him to collapse his weight onto me for a while. It's the best blanket ever.
After we both catch out breath, Bobby rolls off of me and onto his back. I turn onto my side and rest my arm across his chest and throw my left leg over his hips.
"Wow, that was spectacular. I can't believe I waited so long to drag you to bed." I smirk.
"You never have to drag me to bed baby. I will always be ready to get naked for you, anytime."
I giggle as I shift my weight. My right foot happens to rub against the bottom of his foot. He jerks and a half laugh escapes his throat before he can stop it. 'Interesting. Is my Dreads ticklish? Let's find out.' I wonder.
I quickly shift my body so that I am straddling his waist. I begin my torture of tickling his stomach and sides mercilessly. He dissolves into a fit of hysterics for a few moments before he is able to gain his breath and flip us over. He grabs both of my wrists and holds them captive over my head as he taunts me.
"Think you're funny do you Plum?"
"Yepp, and I am SO gonna use this information against you Dreads!" I reply saucily.
"You're working your way to a smacked bottom Baby." He jests in return.
"Bring it on!" I grin up at him slyly.
He brings his face down to mine to take my lips and my breath away again with another one of his demanding kisses.
After another round of slow love making, we both drift off into a much needed slumber.
I wake up shortly after, glancing at the alarm clock I see that it is after 3:30 a.m. My bladder is screaming at me to hit the bathroom so I shuffle out of bed and answer nature's call.
After I wash my hands, I open the cabinet under the sink to get another bottle of hand soap. I scan the area under the pipe and realize that something is missing. 'Where did that bag go?' I think to myself. Oh well, maybe I took it out to the dumpster with the last garbage run and forgot about it. I sigh and close the cabinet before making my way back to the bedroom.
"What was that sigh for baby?" Bobby asks as soon as I enter. I didn't realize I had awoken him when I got up.
"Just noticed something is missing from my cabinet, that's all." I respond.
"What's missing?" He asks with concern and was that a hint of guilt? Could he have?
"That garbage bag I put that horrid Scrog outfit in, you remember the one I was going to burn."
"Oh, that." He says as he casts his eyes away and looks even more guilty. That little shit! He did take it.
"Robert Clinton Brown! Did you take that bag and if so, why?" I screech.
"Baby please," he starts. "Don't be mad at me. I just had to see you wearing that again. Maybe at the start of a game of strip poker, just you and me." He smirks. And I swear he wiggled his eyebrows too. His partner Les is rubbing off on him.
"You've been hanging around Santos too long. Delusional." I smile, letting him see that I am only joking and am really seriously thinking about that idea. That sounds like a deal to me.
"It's at my apartment at Rangeman. I'll give it back to you later today at work so you can keep it safe."
"OK, let's get some more rest. Morning is just a few hours away and we have a long day of work ahead of us." I yawn.
"You got it. Good night baby." He replies as he wraps his arms around me, spooning me to him from behind. I snuggle in deeply and I am drifting off soon after my eyes have closed good.
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The shrieking of the alarm jolts us both awake 4 hours later. I grumble and remove myself from Bobby's warm embrace to answer nature's call once again. I add my shower and morning routine while secretly wishing Bobby would join me in the shower. No such luck.
I find out why when I stagger out of the bathroom and the aroma of fresh coffee hits my nostrils. Talk about hard choices. Would I rather have another round of Bobby loving in the shower or a fresh cup of java? Coffee now, Bobby shower loving later. I giggle.
After two cups of coffee and a delicious breakfast casserole that Bobby told me he had Ella deliver while I was in the shower, we head out the door and to Rangeman.
We arrive in time for the morning meeting. I nearly fall asleep again listening to Tank's voice drone on about technical stuff. He's boring me stiff. Finally Tank announces "Dismissed", and we are all free to go.
I settle in at my desk for a day of butt-numbing computer searches. But I am happy to help my guys out any way that I can. My box is once again full, this time everyone but Rodriguez has contributed. He is still scheduled to be out today, coming back again tomorrow to reprise his role as my main tormentor.
I was busy the entire day except for my lunch hour. Bobby was out on a call. He had to go to the hospital to check on Brett. It seems Brett fell and sprained his ankle. Needless to say my lunch time was as dull as the rest of my day.
Shortly after 5, I shut down my computer and call it a productive day. I send Bobby a quick text to find out where he is and if he's available for dinner tonight.
*When will U B done 4 the day? Want 2 have dinner at my place? - S *
*Done in an hr or so. Dinner at my place tho? I'm on call next 24 so I need to hang around the building. - B*
*OK. NP. Going to my apartment 2 shower and change. Meet you at RM 'round 7ish. Love U. - S*
*It's a date. See you then. Love you too Baby! - B*
I borrow a Rangeman SUV and drive it over to my apartment for a quick shower and change of clothes. I pack an overnight bag with a change of clothes, just in case; and I grab a pair of knee high leather boots with a 5 inch heel as an after-thought. I am thinking maybe I can talk Bobby into a round of strip poker.
I am pulling back into the underground garage at Rangeman just over an hour later. I climb out of the vehicle and dial Bobby as I hit the elevator. He picks up after 4 rings.
"Brown."
"Hey Dreads. I'm on my way up, in the elevator now. Just making sure you were home. I don't have a key."
"Yeah, I'm here, just got out of the shower. By the time you get up here I'll be dressed and able to answer the door. And we'll remedy the key thing too."
"OK." I squeak out before he hangs up on me. I'm too busy letting my thoughts drift to a naked and wet Bobby to hear the ding of the elevator and the doors opening.
I shake myself out of my stupor and stroll down the hall to Bobby's apartment, one of the only two on the 3rd floor with the medical suite. The other apartment is the handicapped one Ranger keeps for when the guys are recovering from injuries.
I raise my hand and knock on his door. It is opened nearly immediately and I'm looking into Bobby's beautiful brown eyes. He smiles big and steps to the side to allow me entrance.
After closing the door behind me, he spins me around and pulls me tightly to him for a deep kiss. When we break for air he greets me.
"Hey Baby. I missed you today."
"Missed you too Dreads. What's for dinner?"
"Ella dropped off some beef stew and home made rolls."
"It smells delicious. Of course anything Ella makes is always a treat."
Bobby releases his firm grasp on me and guides me toward the kitchenette. We sit at the breakfast bar and dish out Ella's wonderful meal. I was right, it is divine and I have inhaled a large bowl and three rolls in no time at all.
I sit back on my stool and rub my stomach for emphasis on my words that follow.
"I swear Ella is a goddess. I wish she would adopt me and cook meals like this for me all the time."
"You know she would in a heartbeat. Just say the word." Bobby chuckles.
"I know she would. So what's the after dinner plans?"
"Whatever you want to do is fine with me, as long as we're together. Did you have something in mind?" He asks as we take the dirty dinner dishes over to the sink and quickly wash them.
I look up to him and a devilish grin comes to my face. Bobby is quick to notice and fearful of what I might suggest.
"Ut oh. I'm scared to ask what that devious glint in your eye means."
"What did you do with that bag you took from my bathroom cabinet?" I purred seductively.
I saw a matching look of hunger flash in his eyes before he responded.
"It's in my bedroom closet. Why? What did you have in mind?" He stammers out.
"Strip poker, if you're game. You ready to lose your shirt ... not to mention your pants. I would say your underwear too, but I know you go commando." I tease.
"You're on! I'll set up the table. You go change. And I told you, all you have to do is say the word and I will drop every stitch of clothes I'm wearing for you, in a heartbeat."
I stretch up on my tip toes and kiss him lightly on his luscious lips as I simper out. "Be back in a few, be ready hot stuff."
He can only groan in response. As I strut towards his bedroom, I feel his eyes on my ass watching it sway. I add just a bit more swagger to my hips for show.
I easily find the bag in the back of his closet. I open it up and lay my gaze upon the outfit that once brought me dread. Everything has changed now. I now feel like a temptress when I pull the tight leather pants and matching vest on my body.
Once I am crammed into the snug leather again, I reach into my over night bag and bring out my secret weapon; the knee high boots. I slide them on and fasten them up. I stand proudly before the mirror as I take in my appearance. I look hot!
Due to the mile-high heels on my feet, my hip swagger is more defined on my trek back to the living room. Bobby is standing with his back to me placing the cards down on the table. He jumps slightly when I clear my throat.
His slow perusal of my body from heels to head is making me warm in my nether region. His combined growl and moan of appreciation brings a fresh gush of juices to my already ruined panties.
"Damn baby, that outfit should be illegal. Hell it is illegal, from now it is for my eyes only."
If I wasn't so turned on I would be offended by his caveman antics. But it turns me on all the more. I stalk over to him and sit down in my chair at the table, crossing my legs temptingly.
Bobby sits across from me with a predatory gleam in his eye. He deals out the first hand and the game is under way.
After the first two hands I have lost both my boots. The next hand sees him losing his black t-shirt. The next two see me losing my vest and relieving my legs of the tight leather pants. It's time for the last hand. After this one, one of us will be naked, as I am left wearing only my black lace thong and he is only donning his black Rangeman cargos; like all of my Merry Men, he is always commando.
He deals out the last hand and I peer down at my cards. I am starting out with just a pair of fours. Well this sucks. I throw my three trash cards into the middle of the table and Bobby passes me three replacement cards. Damn it, no help; a king, a seven, and an eight.
"This is it. Time to show me what you got baby. Lay them down." Bobby gloats.
I lay my pitiful hand down and sigh. Bobby's smirk grows as he lays down his cards. He beat me with a damn pair of sixes. Good grief!
I can only think to myself, 'with a man like this, I am no loser.' I rise from my seat and hook my fingers into the waistband of my thong. I turn to face away from Bobby. I bend at the waist and lower my thong tantalizingly slow.
Bobby's sharp intake of breath informs me that I got the reaction that I was after. I kick my thong off to the side and turn to face him again. He is standing there staring at me naked as the day he was born. When did he take his cargos off?
He takes the two steps needed to reach me and brings me into his strong arms. He kisses me soundly and my thighs go up in flames. I moan loudly and tangle my hands into his short braids.
He slowly turns me around in his arms so that my back is against his firm chest. He moves his hands from my waist up to cup and massage my breasts. At the same time he begins to kiss and lick the spot on the side of my neck that drives me wild. I hear his husky voice whisper in my ear.
"Put the boots back on for me baby."
I wonder what he is up to, but it doesn't really matter right now. I am so on fire for him that I numbly does as he requests. As I am bent over tying on the second boot I feel a sharp slap to my ass and Bobby's gravely voice.
"Your ass is a work of art baby. You're wondering why I wanted you to put those back on aren't you?"
I can only nod in reply. After Bobby leads me over to the sofa and bends my torso over the back edge, I begin to get the picture. And my hormones are screaming in delight.
The only warning I get is a swift flick of his fingers at my opening to make sure I'm ready for him. He wastes no time driving roughly into me. I am in heaven. It's just what I want right now; hard and fast.
We are both so turned on that our release is almost too fast. We both scream out in pleasure as I collapse forward onto the back of the sofa.
Bobby pulls out and starts to gently massage my back and ass. Then he pulls me to a standing position and picks me up. He walks back to his bedroom while I purr and hum my appreciation into the muscles of his chest.
He easily lays me down on the bed. I glance up at him and see he is semi-erect again. I smile broadly and laugh out loud.
"What's so funny Chuckles?" He inquires.
"I was just thinking, with you around, I may never need sugar again!" ######### Finis!
A/N 2 : Well that's it. I hope you all enjoyed my little bit of fun with the MM. Please feel free to leave me a review on what you thought of this one. ~~~~~~~~~~~ J