Disclaimer: These Character's aren't mine, and I will eventually return them. Ranger might get bat napped along the way but I assure you I won't be responsible... ;)

It's been forever since I updated this but here is the newest Chapter. Thank you to my wonderful Beta Heather (txbabefan) for the suggestions and the help with this chapter! Hope ya'll enjoy reading it.

Chapter Ten

Undercover Incidents

Smut chapter a little bit of Fluff and plot

Carlos POV:

I sat in a SUV with Tank, across the street from Hank's house. He had gotten off his shift just thirty minutes ago. It looked like he was freshening up to go out, to do what we didn't know yet. Les and Ram were parked down the street, they would be following him when he left.

Tank and I would be going into the house. A few minutes later he walked out the front door shutting and locking the door behind him. He slid into his pickup and pulled away. I watched as the brown Honda Civic that Les and Ram were in peel away from the curb and follow. We sat for a few minutes before I nodded to Tank.

We made our way into the house, picking the locks. For a security specialist Hank was a bad one. He didn't even have an alarm in his own house.

No words needed to be exchanged, we knew what we were here for. I started in the bedroom and he started in the kitchen. I thumbed my way through his drawers in the bathroom and the medicine cabinet. Prescriptions for all kinds of things, most of which I would rather not acknowledge.

Opening the bottom cabinet I placed a small bug in the corner where the edges of the frame met. I walked into the bedroom and sifted through the nightstands. There were two phone chargers. At least he was smart enough to take both phones with him. I put a bug under the bottom of the nightstand. It would pick up everything in the room.

I met Tank in the hallway. He had done the spare bedroom which appeared to be an office, and then the bathroom. "Livingroom is the only thing left." He said.

We both worked through the large livingroom. My phone rang and I answered it. "Hank is about to pull in his driveway."

"Damnit Santos." I growled. I hung up on him.

"Hank is pulling in."

Tank muttered. "Fuck. The office, there's a closet. There's also a pulldown for the attic."

I nodded and was both rushed to the office. I pulled down the stairs and motioned for him to go up. I followed him up as I heard the front door open. A woman's giggle floated through as I started to close it.

It jammed as we heard them walk into the livingroom. I got it unjammed and pulled it up as quickly and as quietly as I could. I could hear him pause in the hallway.

"Come on sugar." A woman purred. "Let's get to the bedroom."

She giggled and I heard their footsteps go down the hall. We heard them in the bedroom, the door shut and the bed squeaking. I heard the headboard ram into the wall and looked at Tank. He shook his head.

I lowered the stairs and we climbed down before putting them back in place. We made our way out the front door and into our SUV. I saw Lester and Ram sitting in the civic down the street and sent them a glare before starting the car.

"I'm never going to get that out of my head." Tank said.

I chuckled. "Les and Ram can listen to the feeds from tonight since they didn't bother telling us he was on his way until he was in the drive way." I told him. He chuckled.

I pulled into the Rangeman garage. Les and Ram pulled in behind us. I got out and looked at the two of them. "Tomorrow, you two can listen to the feeds from tonight." They groaned. I smiled at Tank and he chuckled.

"Tell Steph I'll see her in the morning." Tank said. I nodded and took the stairs up to seven. When I walked in Steph was sprawled across the couch, the credits to the Wizard of Oz playing.

Her hair was wild and splayed across my pillow, some of it hanging off the edge of the couch and brushing the floor. One arm was thrown over her face and the other rested on her stomach cradling it. She didn't have a baby bump yet and she didn't appear to be pregnant unless you knew her body.

Her breast were slightly fuller, her stomach had a slight pouch to it. Her hips were a touch wider. I couldn't wait to see my Babe when she was farther along. I walked over to the couch and gently picked up Steph and pressed a kiss to her forehead.

"Carlos?" She muttered half asleep. She nuzzled into my neck and sighed.

I whispered against her temple. "Just taking you to bed Babe."

I watched as she slowly came awake as I carried her. Her blue eyes were open and peering up at me. I hoped that our child would have her eyes. "How'd it go?" She asked as I gently laid her on her side of the bed. I tossed my pillow onto mine.

"It went fine. We got the bugs in place." I told her. I kissed her lightly on the lips and walked into the dressing room. I stripped and walked back out holding my black silk boxers, intending to slip them on. I looked up and Steph was naked laying on the bed waiting for me.

I groaned. "You need your rest Babe." I told her.

"I'll rest after we're finished Carlos." She purred. "You're not going to deny you naked, pregnant, horny wife are you?"

Her voice turned husky as her eyes roamed over me, her focus stopping at my cock which was already hard. She stood and slowly stalked her way over, hips swinging back and forth grabbing my attention. She tangled her hand in my loose hair and brought my lips down to hers.

The kiss started out slow but grew passionate, furious when I opened my mouth to hers. Our tongues dueled for dominance. She pulled back panting slightly and dropped to her knees. Before I could utter a sound of protest she took the my cock in her mouth, circling the head with her tongue. She took me deeper hitting the back of her throat.

My back hit the door frame as I leaned against it, steading myself. I moaned and threaded my fingers through her curls. My head was thrown back as she took me deep, her nose touching the base. "Babe." I moaned, as she bobbed slowly taking me deep.

I was close, standing at the edge and peering over. She pulled off with a pop and looked up at me. "You know what maybe I should get some rest." She stood and walked towards the bed, a sway in her hips. I growled and picked her up. Laying her across the bed I claimed her lips.

I nipped at her bottom lip and she gasped. I grinned wickedly. My lips traced her jaw and down her neck, before I sucked her pulse point into my mouth. She arched pressing her chest into mine, one hand scraping against my scalp and the other up my back.

I let the skin go, satisfied with the mark on her neck. I kissed her collarbones and down the center of her chest. I laved her nipples with my tongue before nipping one and then the other. She let out a moan and bucked against me, the tip of my cock sliding into her. I grabbed her hips as she rocked to take me deeper. "Carlos!" She groaned sounding outraged. I chuckled and nuzzled her neck.

"What's wrong Babe?" I asked my lips brushing her overheated skin.

"I need you Carlos." She moaned.

"Tell me where."

"I need you inside me." She whimpered arching against me. Her chest was pressing against mine and trying to thrust her hips again.

"What part of me do you want inside you Babe?" I asked teasingly.

"Your cock." She cried out. I smiled and kissed her neck, before thrusting deep into her. Steph wrapped her legs around my waist as I let her adjust to me being inside her. She rolled up, and I landed on my back. She pinned my hands over my head and pinning me with her lustful gaze.

"Keep your hands here or I stop," she commanded. I felt myself harden even more inside her. I always loved domineering Stephanie. She made very rare appearances.

"Yes ma'am." I said. She nodded and smiled gently.

She kissed my jaw line and nibbled on my earlobe. Her hands roamed over my torso as her hips rolled slowly, teasingly. I clenched my fist as her mouth made her way down my chest. She nipped at my nipple causing my body to tense and arch against her. She smiled and lapped at the nipple before biting it again, making it sting. She repeated it on the other. I moaned and bucked my hips up. She sent me a glare.

"I told you not to move." She told me.

"No, you told me to keep my hand where they were." I told her. Her eyes narrowed even farther.

"You're not allowed to move. You're not allowed to cum." She said. "Do you understand?"

"Yes." I told her as she tightened her muscles around me, making me clench my fist. She rode me slowly, each time she raised up clenching me tight and leaving just the tip inside before plunging down and clenched the base of my cock.

"Babe." I groaned. I could restrain myself from coming but the fact was I didn't want too. Her hands settled on my chest; and she started riding me harder and faster, grinding her clit into me.

"I'm coming Carlos! You better not cum." She moaned. She started to squeeze me tighter and tighter, before she spasmed. I groaned as she came around me squeezing me as tight as a vice, it took everything in me not to cum with her.

Her head was thrown back, her body flushed, a fine sheen of sweat covering her. She gasped and shook for a little while longer before settling down all the way, shivering now and then. She looked down at me, her eyes hooded and as dark as the deep depths of the ocean. She was beautiful and all mine.

"Your turn." She said.

I rolled us and she moaned as my cock hit just the right place. I took her legs and pulled them up over my shoulders, her ankles locking around my neck. I grabbed her hands and wrapped them around the wrought iron bars of the dark oak and iron headboard.

"Ready?" I asked. My voice was husky and we both knew that I wouldn't be able to control myself after what she had done to me.

"Yes." She said on a whisper, gazing up at me.

I pulled out and thrust deeply causing her to moan my name. We both loved this position. It allowed for deeper, fuller penetration, and also allowed me to roam her body with my hands. My thumbs found her nipples and I stroked and teased them to hard nubs before pinching them in time with my fast, deep thrust.

I could feel her clenching around me, her orgasm close. I shifted slightly to thrust harder. She cried out my name as she spasmed around me, taking me with her. I shot my load deep into her crying out her name. I thrust through both of our orgasms, prolonging them. Once she had milked me dry, I let her legs fall and pried her hands from around the bars. I rolled us, so she laid on top of me, me on my back. I wrapped my arms around her as we panted and let our blood pressure levels drop to safe levels.

She traced shapes on my chest with a filed nail. "How'd it go tonight?" She asked shifting her head so she could look up at me from where it was resting on my chest.

"It went fine." I told her. She gave me a look and I shot into the story about how we were almost caught and Santos's punishment. She giggled.

"That might have been a bad idea." She said.

"Why's that Babe?" I asked. My eyes half closed. After a long day starting at four this morning, the adrenaline rush, and a few rounds with my Babe I was tired.

"Les and Ram are going to get hard-ons in the control room." She said laughing. My eyes shot open and I looked down at her with a critical eye.

"You would think after what I just did you wouldn't be thinking about other men's hard-ons." I grumbled at her. She laughed softly and kissed me.

"Trust me I have no reason to think about other men that way. I'm very happy with my Cuban Sex God. I'm just imagining the scene unfolding tomorrow."

I shook my head with a small smile. "Go to sleep Babe."

She nuzzled her face into my chest and yawned. "I love you Carlos."

"Love you too Babe." I told her half asleep.

XXXXXX

I woke up to my Babe's fingers running through my hair. I caught her wrist in my hand and kissed each of her fingers tips before pulling them into my mouth and nipping at them, causing her to giggle and pull away. She smiled at me and kissed me.

"Morning sleepyhead." She told me. I frowned.

"What time is it?" I asked.

"Almost eight o'clock. You didn't wake up at the normal time so I figured you must be tired. I talked to Tank and he said take the morning off and get some rest. You've really been pushing it hard lately Carlos." She bit her bottom lip. I could see the worry and concern in her eyes and face.

I used my thumb to pry her lip from her teeth. "None of that." I told her softly. "I'll take the morning off. I know I've been burning the candle at both ends but that just because I want to get this shit with Morelli wrapped up soon."

She nodded. "I know. I do too."

"Come on." I said, pulling her from the bed and towards the bathroom. "Let's take a shower and eat breakfast. Then we can talk about the nursery."

"Carlos I'm nine weeks pregnant." She said rolling her eyes.

"I'd rather start planning it now instead of the week before the baby is born. When Rachel and I did Julie's she changed her mind every other day on what she wanted it to look like." I told her turning on the shower.

"Are you comparing me to your ex-wife?" She asked trying and failing to look irritated. She and Rachel got along really well and they were good friends.

I laughed softly and pulled her into the shower with me. "Pregnancy hormones Babe. They can make you crazy."

She sent me a halfhearted glare. "I don't think I'll be that bad." She told me indigently.

"I don't either Babe, but I do want to have the nursery ready for the baby when it's born." She nodded.

"Always the planner." She told me. I chuckled.

A few hours later Steph and I made our way downstairs after eating lunch. I dropped her at her office and kissed her lightly on the lips as she walked in to greet Rage who was at his desk.

I made my way to my office. As soon as I sat there was a knock on my door. Tank walked in and sat in the chair across from me. "How're you feeling?" he asked.

"Well rested."

"You needed a lie in." He told me. I nodded as I logged into my computer.

"Santos and Ram are listening to the feeds." Tank said.

"And?"

"I sent them into his office." He said with a shit eating grin.

"Why's that?" I asked feeling a grin coming on.

"They had boners in the middle of the control room." He chuckled.

I laughed. "Steph's gonna be pissed that she missed the chance to bust their balls. She predicted that last night when I told her what happened."

He shook his head. We talked for a few more minutes about a few contracts. Just as he was getting ready to leave Steph and Rage came into the office.

"Good you're both here." She said as Rage shut the door.

"What's up Babe?" I asked her.

She locked eyes with me and I knew she had found something of importance. "We found the link between Hank and Morelli." She said. "It's not good."