Has it really been over two months since I last updated this? *Cringe* So it seems…
You might be wondering what I've been up to the last couple months considering I didn't write much (even though I stated on the last update that I would). So, I knew I was going to write at least one scene with gunshots in the upcoming chapters and out of chance I stumbled upon a video game I played when it first came out back in 2004. I could never get past the third or fourth level, so I let it be. It's a Spaghetti Western type game, you know cowboys and outlaws and lots and lots of gunshots. Anyway, I gave Red Dead Revolver another shot (no pun intended) and after some effort and persistence I finally made it past that level where I got stuck on (the setup was on top of train with lots of villains and I always ended up dying or falling off the stupid moving train) and I got super hooked on it. I dedicated my winter break (I don't think it could really be called 'winter' since it's been hot more times than not unlike the Eastern US…) from classes to passing the game and I ended up beating it sometime after the new year. Then I got Netflix and got super hooked on a series called The Glades (let's just say the two main characters take the award for 'best first kiss'. Just saying…). And then classes started again. With it being my last semester as an undergrad, well I guess I just took advantage of the time off to relax and enjoy it. I knew this final semester would be tough and it's proven to be a lot more work than I anticipated. Most days I go to bed around 2am only to get up at 6 or 7 by the latest (I have classes M-F. Yeah, I know…) Anyway, I've been working on this update for the past three weeks and by Tuesday night I had about ¾ of it done. Interruptions and distractions (ie. Assignments and readings) have played an important part in not finishing and posting this sooner. Anyway, this morning I woke up thinking that maybe today would be the day to finish this one up (I have chapters in progress for Drink 'Em Up and Plan Not To Plan) and as if on cue I found a review waiting to be read in my inbox. Sophiepickegirl's 'type faster Babe' was certainly the boost I needed…
LuckyStartlett mentioned the development of S&R's emotional bond. Glad someone brought that up, because it'll be a key component of this mix in the future. Vulcan Rider's suggestion of a hint between S&R for her to distinguish the two Carlos's is also a good point. Babes, I like the way you think…
As always, thanks for the amazing support. It means a lot and keeps the creative juices flowing.
I hope there aren't too many mistakes down there, because right now there's an interruption (my little brother who is asking for a ride) that was just about to keep me from posting now.
Disclaimer: The Plum universe belongs to JE.
It felt like an eternity, but I wasn't surprised when the paper silhouette came to a halt a small distance away from us. Cringing, I inspected the damage carefully as I removed my ear muffs. "Told you it's been a long time." Unsaid went the fact that I'm a little rusty.
"Babe." Carlos was replaced by Ranger as soon as we entered the shooting range, which I didn't even know existed, on the basement level of the building. "You did hit the target…"
"But?" I knew what he was getting at, but I wanted to see if I could push his buttons when he's in Ranger mode.
"But this just pissed him off." Ranger absently fingered the hole on the paper, right about where an ear should be.
"Yeah, yeah." I blew out a sigh, mumbling about how in a real life situation my 'target' would have shot back.
"Try again." He encouraged as he set up another paper target.
I put the ear muffs back on, picked up the Baby Glock and took a deep breath. Once Ranger deemed it a good distance, he tapped my shoulder to let me know it was my call. I must have thought about it too much, because the next thing I knew his hand landed on my nape. He applied a soft, yet expert massage on the back of my neck which made me realize I was super tense. Closing my eyes, I fought to clear my mind and think back to all the advice Dad gave me on guns and shooting while I was growing up. The memories were so intense that for a moment I felt like I could just about smell the Pine Barrens and hear my dad's instructions in what I used to think was excruciating detail.
When I opened my eyes again, Ranger's hand was gone but I could feel his heat and energy at my back. After another deep breath I focused on my target and proceeded to empty the rest of the clip.
"I think I did better on this one." I murmured more to myself than him as I waited for the reveal.
"Babe." I could hear the smile in his voice, so I flashed him my best grin when I took in the aftermath. Although none of the hits would kill someone on the spot, the aim wasn't too bad and I'd at least buy myself some time. "Not bad." He praised as he swapped the target for a new one. "Again."
I shot him a glare and huffed out a breath of resignation before I refocused.
Several targets and a lot of bullets later, Ranger finally terminated the impromptu session. I lost all notion of time after about the fourth or fifth target, losing myself more and more in the task with each additional shot fired. When we were finally riding the elevator back to our apartment on seven, Ranger snaked an arm around my waist.
"Proud of you, Babe." He murmured against my ear as I found myself plastered against his side. Feeling at a loss for words, I just hugged him back and stayed pressed against him.
Once we were inside the apartment the atmosphere between us shifted. Suddenly, it was as if our bodies remembered that we'd been interrupted and the couch seemed to invite us to finish what we started earlier. I felt a delicious shiver course through me, anticipating what was to come. Ranger's eyes darkened and I knew I was about to have what promised to be the orgasm of all orgasms.
"Babe." Ranger snapped out of it first, easily reaching for me. His lips met mine and in a flash I was ready to rip his clothes off. He obviously had the same idea, because even before we broke the kiss to catch some air he was unbuttoning my jeans. His hand slipped inside of my panties, fingers inching closer and closer to my doodah.
"Mmm…oohh…" I moaned a bit breathlessly, effectively breaking the kiss. While his fingers stroked me gently, he desperately tugged my shirt off. After assisting with the removal of my bra, I speared my fingers in his silky hair as he gave attention to my breasts. He licked, sucked and nipped my breasts until I was rotating my hips against his hand.
And just when I thought I'd reached the point of no return and the climax was so close that I could practically taste the pleasure, he pulled away. To say I was frustrated would be an understatement. "Relax, Babe." He flashed me that panty ruining smile just before he bent down, slowly dragging my jeans and panties down my legs.
Grabbing a fistful of his T-shirt, I tugged for him to stand up. "We've already been interrupted once today." I reminded as he stood. "Chop, chop!" With a playful chuckle, I helped him get rid of his tee while I kicked off the garments at my feet and shoes.
"Babe!" Ranger's laugh reverberated against the walls as he swiftly removed his cargo pants. He took a moment to set the rest of his weapons on the coffee table next to the Glocks. I used his distraction to my advantage, giving him a firm shove so that he could tumble on the couch. As soon as his perfectly delicious ass sank on the cushions, I straddled his lap.
We lost ourselves in kisses and caresses as I rode his hard length, increasing my speed and force with every descent. It didn't take long for me to reach the high, teetering on the edge… "Oh, yes!" I couldn't help but voice my agreement when Ranger took control, thrusting hard and fast up and into me.
S&R- Ranger's POV
It only took a handful of pumps for Babe to shatter, moaning loudly in my ear before arching back as the pleasure coursed through her. The intensity of her orgasm had me following seconds later, shooting my load deep inside. I was so wrapped up in the pleasurable sensations coursing through me to really stop and think about that one little bit of detail.
Babe slumped against me several moments later, pressing her tits against my face in the process, as she tried to catch her breath. Not one to waste the opportunity, I scattered tiny kisses on swells of soft, creamy flesh. She shifted slightly, causing my bare dick to slip out.
Bare. "Babe?" With hands on her hips, I moved her back far enough to see her face. And just as I was about to discuss the bare topic, my cell rang. "FUCK!" I growled, frustrated at the interruption.
"Told you." She murmured with a lazy smile as she tumbled off me, settling on her side.
I motioned for her to stay put as I snatched my cargos from the floor. "Yo?" I grumbled in form of greeting.
"Ricardo." Rachel usually loves to give me shit for my phone greeting, but today she seemed unaffected by my lack of etiquette. "Do you have a minute?"
"Uh, yes." To say she caught me off guard would be an understatement.
"I'll make it quick." She cleared her throat several times before she rushed out to say that she was going on a cruise with her husband. "The little ones will be staying with my mother in-law, but I was thinking… uhm, that Julie would be safer with you."
Rumor has it that Rachel's marriage has been rocky at best the past several months. I have it from good authority that Ron makes no distinction between the children. For that, I'm thankful and it would be a shame if they split considering their history together. "Of course." I have no problem with having Julie here, where I can keep a closer eye on her. Plus, it's been a long time since I've seen her for longer than a few hours at a time.
"Great." Rachel said she'd call with more details once she finalized some other things and we hung up.
I glared at my cell phone for a beat or two after we disconnected. That's probably the most civil conversation we've had in what feels like an eternity. Huh.
Babe sighed, a tiny sound of satisfaction, which made me return my attention to her. She was stretched out the couch, completely naked and looking extremely relaxed. I couldn't help but track my gaze over her curves from head to toes, automatically feeling my body respond to her presence. The reaction of my dick reminded me we had a something to discuss.
I scooped her up and carried her to the bathroom so we could clean up. "We forgot the condom that time." I murmured against her lips as I entered the bedroom.
"S'okay." She murmured back, saying she started the pill the day I left for Miami. "You have a daughter. Your stuff can swim." She added as an afterthought.
"Babe!" I couldn't help but laugh at her oh so sound logic. At least she made it sound logical. "So does this mean we're scrapping the condoms?" It felt way too good to be inside of her bare to go back to using condoms. She is my wife after all…
"Uhm…" It looked like she was giving it a lot of consideration, so I stepped into the glass encased shower and set her on her feet. I gave her some extra time to think about it as I adjusted the water.
"My daughter Julie will be staying with us while her mother's on vacation." I filled her in as I stepped under the water spray.
"Do you think she'll like me?" I heard the uncertainty in her voice, so I whirled around to look at her.
Snapping an arm around her waist, I pulled her closer. Her arms looped around my waist loosely as she closed her eyes and allowed the water to cascade over her. "Yeah." Julie a super sweet kid. She gets along with everyone. Steph is a lot like Julie in that sense. "I like you." I teased.
"Really?" Cocking her head to the side as if to give it some serious thought, Babe arched an eyebrow at me. Well, she tried to. "I thought you only liked me for my body." She teased as she slipped a hand between our pressed bodies. When she wrapped her fingers around my cock, I knew the conversation was over.
"I more than like you." I clarified before pushing her up against the wall.
I was buried to the hilt in her tight piece of heaven, pumping hard and fast, when my cell phone rang. "FUCK!" I growled at the offending noise without breaking my rhythm.
"You gonna get that?" She asked on moan, tightening her arms and legs in around my torso in the process.
"No." Whoever was calling was going to have to wait until we finished. I'm fucking done being interrupted. Especially if I'm naked and making Babe moan like that.
My cell was resting on the sink's counter and I breathed a sigh of relief when the ringing and buzzing stopped. I was just about to increase the pace when my phone beeped, alerting me to a new voicemail. Groaning, I shifted my hold on her slightly and sped my thrusts. A handful of thrusts later she shattered, shouting my name as I roared hers and followed.
I barely had time to catch my breath when my phone beeped again. Apologetically, I gave Babe a quick peck on the lips as we untangled our bodies. I gave myself a quick scrub and rinse before exiting the shower. Drying hastily, I picked up my phone to read the message and listen to the voicemail. They were both from Hector.
"What is it?" Babe asked as she finished her cleansing.
"Hector found a match for the sketch." I answered.
"Aside from you, you mean." Babe snickered which made me smile.
"Yeah." I read over the basic info Hector sent, finally seeing the light at the end of the tunnel. It was dim, but at least it was a start. "My double's real name is Edward Scrog." I informed Babe, saying that Hector found me an address through the DMV database.
"Let me guess, it's in Florida?"
I nodded before I remembered she was still in the shower. "In the Miami-Dade County to be exact." I pissed me off that I didn't find him when I was in Miami considering I was in his neighborhood.
"Are we going to go look for him?" Babe shouted.
Turning around I watched Babe through the glass, following her movements as she bent to pick up my shower gel. I've learned long ago that there's no such thing as a coincidence. First, Rachel and now Hector. The universe seems to want me in my Miami and I'm not about to ignore the hints. Plus, this time I'll have something I didn't the last time. Well, more like someone: Babe.
The water was turned off and a moment later Babe poked her head out of the shower. "What?" Babe asked when she caught me staring, giving me a funny look as she started drying.
"Yes, we're going."