Babe story. Babe HEA. Very Morelli UNFRIENDLY. Some angst but lots of fluff to counteract it.

Mi amor (my love) Querida (Dear) Mi cariña (My darling/sweetheart) Si (Yes) Dios (God) Amante (Lover)

WARNING: Language, Sex and Adult themes apply. Possible Violence. Mature Content. I do not own anything, all belongs to Janet Evanovich.

38 Smut at the end B/C I thought our couple needed to unwind :D

(Back in chapter 8 I explained why Steph and Lula don't get along, if you forgot)

SPOV

Tuesday afternoon. In two hours we were expected at Tanks condo. That's right, the big fella had been holding out on me. This morning I had overhead him telling Carlos where dinner was to be held. At the mention of the word condo, I interrogated Tank for thirty minutes for the rest of the information. Beach house condo, private beach, neighbors at least half a mile away. Lucky bastard.

I had just jumped out of my shower after shaving, scrubbing, exfoliating; doing pretty much the works. Now I was standing in the wardrobe wondering what the hell I should wear to Tank and Lula's pre-engagement-party, party. Hmmm, say that five times fast.

"Babe, we're leaving in an hour. It's not that hard" Carlos sauntered in, pulling his shirt over his head, giving me a delicious view of his chest. Yum.

"But - " His lips crashed down on mine.

"No buts. Wear a sexy little dress, some sexy little shoes and grab a matching purse. Problem solved. I have to shower Babe, or I'm going to do something about that look you're giving me" And as soon as he'd come, he'd gone.

Sigh. It's not my fault he looked so damn appetizing. All that smooth Mocha Latte skin that tasted like heaven, the bulging muscles, his strong legs, his long, thick dick sliding into me, filling me to perfection…HOT FLASH.

Right Steph, focus on the goal at hand.

I methodically worked my way from one end of the closet to the other, selecting four possible choices. In that time, Carlos had finished his shower, dressed in a black dress shirt and slacks and was now leaning against the wall, staring at me with amusement shinning in his eyes.

"Which do you think?" I motioned to the four dresses.

"I think you only have half an hour left to do your hair and makeup…maybe you should just wear the towel…hmmm or better yet, no towel" His hand shot out and in one swift movement, the towel dropped to my feet.

Carlos pushed off the wall and collected me in his arms, kissing me into a beyond dazed state. When his lips released mine for a second, I whimpered and suddenly they were back on mine, punishing my mouth again. Eventually, when I was a pile of goo on the floor, he slowly pulled away from me and gazed over my body.

WHAT THE HELL!

"How did you manage that?" I wondered, my eyes taking in my now covered skin. I was wearing a bra, panties and a little black dress.

"I've got skills Babe" I shoved his chest lightly and hastily found a pair of black stilettos.

"How do I look?" I asked, twirling in a slow circle for him.

"Like I could lay you down and fuck you senseless" Oh my God! I felt my skin, and other select body parts, burn with desire. "So beautiful" He whispered, kissing my cheek and leading me to the bathroom.

"Twenty minutes Babe" He shut the door and my mind defogged. SHIT, twenty minutes!

I finger curled and blow dried my hair quickly before getting to work on my face. Four layers of Mascara should do it, some gold eye-shadow and a swipe of Passionate Kiss red lipstick. A quick spritz of Dolce Vita perfume. Done.

I stalked out of the bathroom and collided with a wall of Bulgari scented male chest. Mmmmm.

"Feel like you need some confidence tonight Babe?" Carlos whispered leaning in close and running his nose up and down my neck.

"Lula will be there" I replied shakily. He took a deep breath of my skin, kissed my shoulder and leaned back slightly.

"It'll be fine Steph. You'll see" I gave him a weak smile. "C'mon Babe"

We headed out of the apartment and down to Carlos' shiny black new car…what did he call it again?

"Porsche GT1 Babe." Right. Damn ESP...Sure does come in handy sometimes though.

RPOV

The closer we got to Point Pleasant, the more nervous Babe got. First it started with her slightly shifting in her seat…now she was drumming her fingers on the armrest and wiggling around like someone had pointed a machine gun at her and told her to dance.

I hadn't even managed to achieve any semblance of my zone. The dress Babe was wearing was downright sinful; it showcased all her perfect curves and made her legs look a mile long. And now with her wiggling like that, Dios mi!

I already had one of her hands gripped tightly in mine, but the other one still continued its inane drumming. No matter what I did, squeezing her hand gently, kissing her knuckles, brushing her thigh, smiling reassuringly…she just kept on tapping.

Sigh. We were almost there anyway.

Steph's head turned to face me, her eyes wide.

"Did you just sigh?!" She made it sound like the event would set off the Apocalypse.

"Yeah Babe. Would you mind stopping with the tapping?" I asked gently.

"Huh? Oh, sorry, I didn't even realize I was doing it" She admitted, sliding her hand out of mine and balling both of hers up into fists and resting them in her lap. Steph sat rigidly in her seat…I couldn't even tell if she was breathing she was sitting that still.

I pulled up to Tanks gate; we'd arrived quicker than I had anticipated.

"Babe" I reached over and unclenched her fists, holding both of her hands in mine as the car idled. Bringing both hands to my lips, I tenderly and slowly kissed each finger, sucking the small digits into my mouth, nipping the tips, then blowing them dry. I then laid hot open mouth kisses over both of her palms. "Tell me exactly what you think will go wrong" I requested.

"Not what I think; it's what I know will go wrong. You weren't there, you don't know how big a falling out we had…some of the things she said to me are unforgivable as are some of the things I said to her. It's going to be tense to say the least, if not hostile" Steph explained, her voice thick with unshed tears.

Damn.

"Te amo, amante. It will all be ok" I leaned across the consol to give her perfect lips a comforting kiss.

"Maybe eventually, but not tonight" She muttered bitterly. Shit.

I glanced towards the house and realized the gates were open. Fuck, I hate not being aware of my surroundings.

"They opened less than a minute ago" My eyes cut back to Steph's. She was more observant than me?! "I'm on edge Carlos, high alert, preparing for battle…I've become one with my surroundings. You should be more aware" While she wasn't smiling, her eyes had a little more light to them.

"Smart ass" I chuckled tugging on a sexy curl before driving the car inside the gate and parking behind Tank's truck.

Easing out of the car, I walked over to Babe's door and opened it for her, helping her out. There was a slight breeze, her hair fluttered around her shoulders, her curls tickling her face and neck.

Almost of their own accord, my lips moved against hers and my arm snaked around her waist, pulling her to me. Her lips parted under mine, my tongue entered her delicious, moist cavern, dueling with hers…almost tasted as good as…

"Are you two going to stand out there all night necking, or are you going to come inside?!" Tank laughed at us boisterously.

I groaned and kissed the pout that was now on Steph's lips. She reached up and wiped her lipstick off my mouth with a mischievous smirk.

"C'mon Babe" I shut her door, locked the car, not that there was any need to, and led Steph up the few steps to the Veranda.

Tank yanked her out of my arms and gave her a bone crushing hug before releasing her back to me.

"Rangeman, Bombshell" He greeted, shoving open the front door and motioning us inside.

Nothing could have prepared me for what was awaiting us.

There standing in front of us was a woman who only slightly resembled Lula. Her hair was platinum blonde and she was wearing a Suzy homemaker dress. Where was the spandex, the glitter, the ridiculous outfits…ok, well this was a ridiculous outfit too but…

"You're blonde" Toppled out of my mouth before I could stop it. Damn.

"I've been blond. When I go blond I look like I should be singing for the Village People." Tank remarked nervously.

"You don't have any hair Tank" Steph pointed out quietly. We were both standing stock still, glancing from Tank to Lula.

"Good evening Carlos. Welcome to our home" I almost recoiled at the words that came from Lula's mouth. She completely ignored Steph, not even glancing her way as she waited for my response.

"Thanks. It's nice" I put forward bluntly, chancing a glance down at my Babe. Her eyes were burning a hole in the wall. I grimaced. She was right; this wasn't going to go well. The tension was so thick in the air you could taste it. What the hell had these two said to each other?

"Right this way Carlos" Lula motioned me further inside and I dragged Steph with me, Tank bringing up the rear.

Lula gestured to a brown leather couch. I sat and drew Steph down, so she was sitting flush against my side. My arm locked low around her waist and my fingers traced patterns on her hip.

"Would you like a drink Carlos?" Lula inquired, standing by a trolley that had a variety of spirits and wines.

"Red wine, thanks" She bustled around and poured my drink, handing it to me before curling up at Tank's side.

"Water or coke for you Steph?" Tank jumped up and paused at the drink cart.

"Water is fine, thank you Tank" Babe whispered. He hurriedly poured Steph water on ice and pressed it into her hand. "Thanks" She murmured before gulping half of it down. Shit, did I know the feeling.

The evening continued that way, Lula would ignore Steph, Tank would try to smooth it over and I would pull Steph closer to my side.

It was almost as if…no. Bitch! It was almost as if Lula now thought herself better than Steph because she was engaged. We were halfway through dessert when I reached this conclusion.

My eyes roamed from Tank to Lula to Steph. Steph had hardly said a word all evening; Lula had done most of the talking, raving on in her fake tone about the condo and her new job as a secretary.

This was so fucked. We were supposed to be celebrating Tank and Lula's new life together. This was anything but a celebration. I was sick of it.

"Well thank you for a…pleasant evening" I announced standing and gliding out Steph's chair. She had hardly touched her dessert. Drawing Steph to her feet, she gave me a relieved look and intertwined her fingers with mine.

"I'll walk you out" Tank stated, standing and leading us to the front door. Once we were outside, he drew Steph into his arms and gave her a gentle hug, kissing her head.

"I'm so sorry Steph. I didn't know she would act like that. She hasn't been acting like that at all; God knows where she pulled that dress and accent from. I came home this afternoon to find her with blonde hair. She developed the attitude about half an hour before you two turned up. I'm sorry Ric." Tank muttered quietly.

"It's ok big guy" She stepped back from him and into my arms.

"Night Tank" I clapped the man on the back and guided my Babe to the car.

It wasn't until we were on the I95, half way back to Haywood, when she spoke.

"The food tasted good" She murmured. I shook my head.

"You hardly ate any of it" I admonished. Once again I had her hand clasped in mine, but this time she was slumped in her car seat. No drumming or squirming…I kind of missed it.

"I was too upset to eat" Steph shrugged and continued staring out her window.

"Are you ok Babe?" I wondered softly, squeezing her hand as I spoke.

"I didn't expect any better" She replied abruptly.

"But you were hoping" I prodded. She just nodded. "It will get better Babe" Her eyes met mine and I realized hers were glistening with tears. She sniffled loudly and we fell back to silence.

Pulling into the garage a while later, I raced around to her door and scooped her up into my arms. A small smile graced her lips before she buried her face in my neck and inhaled.

"Comfortable Babe?" I chuckled, easing the door shut with my foot and walking towards the elevator.

"Absolutely" She giggled. God I love that sound. I was going to make her forget all her worries. By the time I was finished with her tonight, the only thing she would remember would be my name and how to scream it from the top of her lungs.

The elevator door closed behind us. My lips immediately caressed hers avidly, sucking her tongue into my mouth and massaging it with my own.

Entering the apartment, I kicked the door shut and carried Babe to the bed, setting her down gently.

"Gorgeous" I whispered, my hands snaking lightly down her sides.

My hands tangled in her hair and I could hear Steph making little sounds of pleasure as my mouth continued to explore hers. I let one of my hands slid down under her dress, pushing it up as my hands travelled higher and higher up her thigh...She was already squirming under my touch.

"What amante?" I could see my darkened eyes reflected in her twin blue pools. I shifted back and sat next to her brushing my lips across hers, back and forth.

Pulling away, I glided Babe's dress up and over her head, dropping it on the floor. My eyes travelled down her now lace clad body; my hands soon followed, tracing her luscious curves, pausing to cup each breast and give them a gentle squeeze. One hand cupped her sex gently before desire won over and my lips crashed back into Steph's. Dios mi she was soaking wet!

One of my fingers slid under the edge of her panties and ran up and down her slick folds, teasing her sensitive flesh.

Steph gasped and arched against my hand. Removing my finger from the Promised Land, kissing the pout off my Babe's lips, I brought my coated finger to her lips. I traced each one, covering her lips in her own juices, then kissed her fiercely, groaning at the taste of her.

Ripping my shirt over my head, I leaned down and kissed a trail from her neck to her belly button, savouring every inch of creamy skin. I jumped off the bed, striping off my pants, shoes and socks. Then I was crawling up her perfect body, making a hot, wet trail with my lips as I went. She was squirming under me now in earnest, creating delicious friction. But she still wasn't quite where I wanted her.

"Carlos, please" She gasped as I planted kisses around her bra, being careful not to touch her skin or rub her nipples.

"Please what Babe?" She was beyond distracted by my lips. Steph failed to notice where my hand was until two fingers pushed into her tight core.

"Carlos! Carlos!" Babe cried out my name, over and over as my fingers moved mercilessly in and out of her slowly, teasingly, my lips still tasting her skin.

With a swift tug her panties were gone, and my fingers began to pump in and out of her faster and faster. My thumb searched until it found her clit a second before I bit down on a lace covered nipple. She instantly soared over the edge screaming my name, her wall convulsing around my fingers. She looks so fucking beautiful when she comes.

I continued to pump my fingers in and out of her gently, waiting for her to ride out her climax. As soon as I felt her aftershocks cease, I removed my fingers, threw off her bra and slid down her body until my head was cradled between her thighs.

"Car-oooooohhhh" She moaned, her head sinking back into the pillows as my tongue lapped at her folds, cleaning her thighs, tasting her juices. I brought her to the brink of ecstasy again and bit down on her magic button, sending her flying once again. I prowled up her body and affectionately kissed her swollen red lips, her eyes glittering. I made a move to settle myself between her thighs when I found myself pushed over onto my back, Steph the one between my thighs.

"Babe, what? Dios!" Her lips closed around the head of my dick, her tongue darting out to collect my pre-cum before she swallowed me whole. Well she tried to anyway, what she couldn't, she massaged with her hand. Up and down, up and down...Fuck this is so erotic, watching her suck me off...God she's making me even harder. Licking, sucking, flicking....FUCK! Her eyes flickered to mine a second before her movements sped up, suction increased and her hand started gently fondling my balls.

"God Babe!" I croaked out barely and then I was coming, roaring her name as she swallowed every last drop.

Steph crawled up my body and cuddled against my side, her head pillowed on my shoulder. Within seconds she was asleep.

I'm so lucky she's mine...and damn, I should have never taught her distraction techniques.

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