Somewhere in an A/U. Characters belong to Janet Evanovich; I'm just playing, not making any money on this project (sadly).

Babe story; HEA; smut alert and graphic language ahead, so be warned.

Chapter 36

Once Carlos' mouth had met mine in a toe-curlingly hot kiss, my poor scrambled brain completely flew out the window. Had it not been for an amused Tina running after us waving my purse aloft as we exited the salon, I'd have completely forgotten it--and thus I'd have been unable to get into my room once we finally had made it upstairs to the fourth floor! That would have been beyond embarrassing--not to mention that it would have put a real damper on my plans to get my man naked and horizontal once we were finally alone!

I was smugly delighted to find that my hungry mouth on his was having the same 'where are my brains?' effect on him: he'd carried me to the elevator bank and pressed the button before suddenly groaning, swearing in Spanish, and backtracking to the hotel's sundry shop for another box of Magnum XXL condoms. Can't do without those babies, for sure! Or, more correctly, without them there would be babies for sure!

While we were there at the counter, I snagged a handful of Snickers, Three Musketeers and Hershey's--and a Reese's Peanut Butter Cup for good measure. I heard a soft groan of disbelief. "What are you looking at?" I said defensively, "I'm liable to get hungry upstairs, Carlos. I need these just as much as you need those. Maybe even more!"

"Fine, so just add them in then. But, correct me if I'm wrong, Babe: you ate at the reception, didn't you?" He shook his head, digging into his wallet as I took my cue to load up on more sugar. I added two packs of M&M's to the growing pile of empty chocolate-laden calories I intended to consume before the evening was through.

"Are you kidding me? Ate corned beef and cabbage? Me? Oh, I think not, Superman! Never touch the stuff! Never in a million years! EEEUUU!"

"I'm very sure you didn't starve yourself, though, Babe. So the question becomes: how many slices of cake are we talking instead? Two? Three? Four? Or do I even want to know? How high are you flying on sugar right about now, Wonder Woman?"

I stuck out my tongue and refused to answer, taking the Fifth Amendment and winning a quick bark of laughter from my amused companion. Damn, the man knew me very well, even though we'd only met just about 24 hours previously! I decided to change the subject instead. "So what did you have to eat today? Something good? Go ahead: make me jealous, Superman. Tell me what you had to eat at your going-away party!"

"Cuban food, Babe. Baby back ribs. Spicy chicken with mango-avocado salsa. Fried stuffed potatoes."

Omigod! I loved fried food--this sounded very appealing! "Stuffed with what, then fried? Tell me, tell me! I need all the details!"

"Basically they're balls shaped out of mashed potatoes, then stuffed with a mixture of ground beef, onions, garlic and olives sautéed in tomato sauce and white wine. Then the mashed potato balls are dipped in egg whites and rolled in bread crumbs and fried. Cubans call them Papas Rellenas. I love them."

"Mmmmm, they sound delicious, Carlos!" And they did. "What else did you have?"

"Empanadas. Which--before you ask--are ground beef turnovers made with cheddar cheese, corn and tomato sauce. I'm addicted to them just as much as you are to chocolate, Babe. I don't get them very often, either. So when I do get the chance, I enjoy them--a lot!"

I grinned, "So--I'm gonna need to help you burn off some of those extra calories, is what I hear you sayin' to me? Am I right about that, Carlos?"

The wolf-grin returned, "I'm sure you'll think of some way to help me work things out, Babe. I'll put myself totally in your hands, how about that?"

"Damned skippy you will! And then you'll put yourself somewhere else, too--the very minute we get the damned door to my room open."

"Rrreally? Are you propositioning me openly--right here in the corridor, Babe? Where anyone who opens their door can hear you? Do tell!"

We were wending our way down the fourth floor hallway by this time, and my hands were frantically focused on unloosening his tie and unbuttoning as many of his shirt's buttons as I could possibly reach. Carlos didn't seem to mind very much, a smug smile on his handsome face.

"What does it sound like, Big Boy? I don't care who knows it: I'm planning on getting you naked so I can ride you like Zorro all night long. How do you say that in Spanish?"

"Voy a explotar a mis pantalones si usted no se para."

I squinted suspiciously, "Hey! What about Zorro?"

"What about him? Let him find his own red hot woman! I have mine right here!"

"Yeah, but you didn't say Zorro in that whole Spanish thingy--so obviously you didn't translate what I told you to. What did you say instead? And tell me--because I have my own ways of making you talk, Superman."

Carlos laughed delightedly, "I said, I'm going to explode in my pants if you keep talking like that. You satisfied now, Wonder Woman?"

I giggled happily, kicking my stiletto-clad feet in triumph, "Woo hoo!! Stephanie Michelle Plum, Sex Goddess Extraordinaire!"

"That you are, Babe," he leaned in to kiss me and his tongue slid deeply into my mouth where I captured it and sucked it for all I was worth. "God, I love you so much, Steph."

"I love you too, Carlos," I dove in for another kiss then broke it off and demanded that he walk a hell of a lot faster, lest I be forced to take him then and there in the hallway, passersby be damned! Frankly, it looked like he didn't mind my threat at all….

Moments later, still held in his arms, I dug into my purse and used my key card to open my door. Carlos carried me into my room, kicking the door firmly shut with his leg and striding over to the bed where he lowered me gently. He quickly pulled off his suit jacket and followed me down onto the bed, where we spent the next 20 minutes making out, teasing and tantalizing each other with slow deep wet kisses, and trying to hold on to our own self-control while simultaneously causing our partner's self-control to snap. It was a remarkably fun duel, and one I was (not surprisingly) destined to lose.

Before long, I ended up begging him to fuck me, and he smiled a wicked wolf grin and reminded me, "Wait a minute! I thought you were going to ride me like Zorro, Babe. I'm really looking forward to that."

I wrapped my arms around his broad shoulders and ran my fingers along his cheek. "Oh, trust me, I am--I'm just waiting for you to lie on your back so I can climb on and have my way with you."

"So just roll me over and take me." He grinned, "I'm easy. More than easy, in fact. Where you're concerned, at least."

"Manhandle you, you mean? You'd like that, huh?" I teased, giggling.

"You can do any damned thing you want to me, Babe. I'm yours, now and always."

Now that sounded very promising! I pushed him suddenly, and he obediently rolled onto his back, his dark chocolate eyes sparkling devilishly as I made short work of the rest of his shirt's buttons. I slid his tie from around his neck and threw it over my shoulder. Then I began working on his belt. In no time, I had it unbuckled and tossed aside, his trousers yanked down and his muscular naked chest on display to my lustful eyes. I examined his black silk boxers thoughtfully as my eager hands slid up and down his mocha-latte colored skin teasingly. I was enjoying myself immensely.

"Hmmmm. "I pretended to consider my next move carefully, "Now in the interests of full disclosure, Superman: I have to tell you that I haven't quite decided yet if I'm going to strip you completely first and then fuck you senseless---or just fuck you more or less fully clothed like this, and then strip you off and fuck you naked for our second go-round. Right now I'm leaning towards the latter. I'm a very very horny little girl, don't you know?"

"Jesus, Babe," he groaned, "You're killing me here, you know that?"

I playfully straddled him, my dress pulled up to my waist, my gossamer silk panties rubbing against his rock-hard crotch. "You've got a hell of an impressive tent going on down there, Carlos. Is that all for little ole me?"

"You know damned well it is, you little vixen! Here, lean down so I can get this taken care of---" He pulled me towards him and I felt my halter top snap open. Moments later, he pushed the silk top of the dress carelessly down to my waist and out of his way. My strapless lacy bra followed. My naked breasts were then captured in his hot mouth, and seconds later, I was purring like a kitten in heat. Carlos is very talented orally, and I honestly think I could orgasm from his ravenous mouth on my breasts alone. I certainly wouldn't mind putting that speculation to a test, either!

"Omigod, omigod, omigod! Don't stop, please don't stop!" I didn't even recognize the sound of my own voice, so turned on was I by this point. My head was thrown back now in utter ecstasy, as Carlos deeply suckled each breast in turn sending me into a white-hot fever.

I slowly ground my pelvis over his rock-hard crotch, and heard Carlos' uneven groan of pleasure as he freed my breasts from his mouth for a moment. "If you keep that rocking up, Babe, I won't be able to keep from----"

"So let's not take it slow," I suggested, pulling away to look at his eyes, black and glittering in passion. "Let's fuck hard and fast first! Then we can take it slow the next time. I can't wait a minute more, Carlos. It's been hours since I've had you! I want you inside me now! Please! I want to fuck you!"

He murmured something unintelligible in Spanish, and reached unsteadily for the box of condoms that he'd thrown carelessly onto the nightstand. The paper bag fluttered slowly to the floor. I had to help him free one of the condoms from the box, and my own hands shook as I tore the wrapper and sheathed his cock in the XXL protection.

Moments later, my dress hiked up to my waist, my soaking wet panties torn off and tossed across the room, I plunged onto his enormous cock. He clutched my waist with his hands and began to guide me up and down as I rode him. I was euphoric, my lust for him knowing no bounds.

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" I began to bounce increasingly fast, grinding my hips, taking what I needed from him even as I gave him the same kind of pleasure in return. "That feels so goooood! I can't---I can't---I need---Oh God, Carlos!"

"Damn, Babe, you're so tight---and so damned hot!" Carlos groaned, "Ride me, Steph! Faster! Faster! Just like that! Dios! Oh, fuck, yes!"

Panting unsteadily, I quickened my pace, almost beside myself with pleasure. Carlos' huge cock inside me was driving me totally and completely out of my mind, and by now I was literally screaming in delight. Our eyes locked together, I leaned down to take his hungry mouth with mine as I rode him like Zorro, as I'd promised.

He was groaning, and to my surprise by this time he was making even more noise than I was! Deliberately, I clenched my inner muscles tightly and squeezed his cock tightly, causing his molten chocolate eyes to widen and a long steam of Spanish to escape his perfectly shaped lips. The man was loving every second of being taken! I'd had two very satisfying orgasms already, and a third hit like a tsunami as he emptied himself inside the condom with a long scream of delight.

I sighed in pleasure as I finally allowed myself to fall forward onto his chest. His hands slid down my back and cupped my bare bottom, kneading me, and causing me to whimper happily. "That was sooooo good!"

He gave my mouth a long deep kiss, and I wiggled against him as I climbed reluctantly off his now flaccid cock and flopped onto my back. My dress was bunched up around my waist; my hair had been pulled out of its carefully crafted upsweep and was spread out over the pillow like a dark-colored fan. I was a very satiated woman, and I made no secret of it, winning a lazy smile of triumph from my equally-satisfied man.

His voice was raspy, and we grinned in shared delight. "Damn, you really know how to make a man happy, Steph! I think we're just lucky the condom held. Kind of a miracle, all told."

"Mmmmm. I have to admit: you were very cooperative, just as you promised..…"

"I'm a man of my word." He grinned. "And anytime you want to climb on and take another gallop, Babe, I promise to be just as cooperative…."

"That's good to know, Big Boy. Because I'm definitely going to take you up on that offer again tonight. Several times, in fact. Guaranteed."

"Oh, yeah," he groaned in satisfaction, "That's the best news I've heard in hours. You're extremely gifted in the saddle, Babe. Ride me like Zorro, huh? Damn! You sure did! Christ, that felt fuckin' great!"

"Thank you, kind sir," I smirked, "It was fabulous for me too! Now the next question is: when do I get me some more of it?"

"Babe! You just had me," he teased. "You want more of me so soon?"

"I want more of you, all right. Lots more! All night long, in fact! Every second of every minute of every hour. You're downright addictive, Superman. Just in case you had any doubts at all about that."

"Back at ya, Ms. Tasty and Delectable As A Plum." He rolled onto his side and began nibbling on my neck as my hands started wandering over him again, "Feel like a shower, Babe? Because I want to get you completely naked so I can--"

"Oh yeah? You do, huh? You want me naked? Then what do you have planned for me? Are you planning on fucking me in there, I hope? Right against the wall of the shower? From behind, maybe? That hot thick cock of yours buried deep inside my hungry pussy? Pounding inside me like a piston?" I purred, "Because if the answer is yes then you have yourself a deal---"

His cock twitched, suddenly springing to life again still clad in the condom. "God, Steph, I love it when you talk dirty like that."

"You love it when I talk dirty like this?" I rolled onto my side and whispered in his ear, telling him in absolutely clear and utterly descriptive language exactly what else I wanted him to do to my body. "And like this? Is that what you like, Carlos? You like hearing all about that? Then….how about this?" I nipped on his earlobe and then proceeded to get raunchier than ever before.

His cock was standing at attention once again, and in minutes we were headed for the shower--and more steamy hot love-making--at a dead run! It had been, after all, a very long day without each other…..