Round Robin

Chapter 6 (lulupickles)

STEPHANIE

Did I want to do him? Yes, you absolutely must do him, stupid Stephanie stated. Surprisingly, smart Stephanie was quietly sitting in the corner, drooling. She was waiting to see how I reacted to the situation. My fingers twitched as I thought about running my fingers through his satiny-looking hair. Without invitation, my hands shifted to Ranger's hair. Oh my God. Oh my God. You are touching the delectable Cuban's hair. Scratch his pecs. I dare you, stupid Stephanie said. Smart Stephanie licked her lips. She was waiting for me to follow stupid Stephanie's advice.

"Babe," Ranger moaned against my lips as I scratched his scalp. He purred as I ran my fingers through his impossibly soft hair. I have never felt such silky hair in all my years as a hairdresser. He dug his fingers into my hips and pulled me tight against his chest. I could feel every muscle from his pecs to his thick thighs. Yes, I could feel that one too.

"I can't back down from a dare," I mumbled as I moved my hands back to his chest. His nipples pebbled when I ran my fingernails over them. Wow, his body is hard… everywhere, smart Stephanie decided to weigh in. Do him, smart Stephanie crooned. It wasn't often when they agreed.

"What did you say, Babe?" Ranger whispered against my lips. He didn't wait for my response. "Babe, we're going to do this and it's going to be good." Yes, please. I moved my hands up his arms, feeling his muscular biceps until I could wrap my arms around his neck. When I rubbed my foot up his leg, he placed his hands on my thighs, encouraging me to wrap my legs around his waist as he lifted me. I rubbed against the impressive bulge in his pants. Will it fit? smart Stephanie asked. Duh, women have babies. Of course, it will fit, stupid Stephanie replied. Both of you, shut up! I screamed inside my mind.

I didn't want to listen to them anymore. Thinking about babies was ruining the mood, so I ignored the two Stephanies and gave into the sensations Ranger elicits. "More," I moaned when he sucked on the spot behind my ear. A gush of liquid soaked my panties. I felt the heat radiating between our bodies. "It's been too long." The friction I generated was enough to make Ranger remove my shirt, but not enough to ease the ache I felt deep inside. I was getting hotter. Ranger was setting every nerve ending on fire. My body responded to his every kiss, lick, bite, and pinch. I have never been more aroused in my life.

He pulled off my shirt, then quickly removed my bra. The second his mouth touched my nipple; I screamed his name as my body shook. It was almost embarrassing to orgasm so fast. Ranger didn't seem to mind because he wasn't finished worshiping my body. When will I get to worship his temple? "Soon, Babe," he answered my question. I continued to convulse as Ranger laid me on his soft sheets. He unwrapped my legs from around his waist and pulled off my pants and panties. When I looked up at Ranger, he was naked. I thought a shirtless Ranger was drool-worthy, but seeing a naked Ranger got me rubbing my thighs together.

Ranger took his time kissing up my legs. He nibbled on my thighs to the side of the place where I wanted him to touch. I was thankful that I was well-groomed. The pleasure continued to build as he licked, nibbled, and sucked my hips. Ranger certainly knew his way around the female body. Before I could think about him fucking other women, Ranger placed his mouth on me.

As with my mouth, he swept his tongue inside me. Another gush of fluid rushed from my body. I felt the orgasm build inside my body. It was like a slow burn, not the quick build-up and release earlier. When this gorgeous Cuban sex god finally enters me, I'm going to be ruined for all men. He pushed his fingers inside of me. I couldn't stop the orgasm from rocking my body. Ranger gently moved his fingers and licked me until the spasms stopped. After removing his fingers, he kissed his way up my body, stopping at my belly button and breasts before burying his face in my neck.

I'm not sure how or when it happened, but he was fully sheathed in a condom and pushing his way into me. I felt full, but I stretched to fit his length and girth. Sweat covered our bodies as he slowly pumped into me. "Touch me, Babe," he whispered into my ear. I moved my hands over his back, feeling the muscles flex as he continued the slow pace.

When my hands finally reached his firm ass, I felt him move faster. Ranger moved one hand to place under me. He raised my hips as he continued to pound into me. "Mine," he whispered so quietly that I almost didn't hear the word. His possessive words sent me over the edge. I felt my walls clamp as he rubbed the g-spot. Ranger screamed my name as we climaxed together. He collapsed onto me. I wouldn't let him move when he made to roll off my body. Afraid of squashing me, Ranger rolled onto his side, pulling me until I was half laying on him.

"Wow… that was…." I said. I couldn't find the words to describe how I felt at that moment. A part of me wanted to say he ruined me for all men, but I think he already knows.

"Earth-shattering," Ranger replied. I peeked over his chest to see the alarm. The time was 2049. "It's 8:49, Babe."

I groaned before climbing out of Ranger's bed. His sheets felt soft against my naked body. Ranger watched as I walked naked toward his bathroom. After taking care of emptying my bladder, I snooped inside the shower. He had a bottle of body wash, so I opened the lid to sniff the scent. It smelled like Ranger. Bulgari Green. Ah… this is the scent. I placed the bottle on the shelf. What the heck… when in Rome, I thought before getting into the shower. I washed the sweat from my body using his shower gel. The door opened, then I felt Ranger climb into the shower behind me.

When his hands touched my breasts, I said, "I have to cut Lester's hair. We don't have time for another round."

"I'm good in the shower, Babe," he growled. Twenty minutes later, I was rewashing my body. Ranger wasn't kidding because he was absolutely phenomenal in the shower. I wrapped his soft towel around me and went back to his room.

My underwear was too damp to wear. I contemplated searching his dresser and closet to find boxers or pants. Someone knocked on the apartment door. I waited inside his bedroom, not wanting to display my lack of clothes. Ranger returned with clothes from my apartment on the fourth floor. He growled when I dropped the towel to dress.

"Ella brought the clothes and dinner," he explained as my stomach growled.

"I can eat. Did Ella bring dessert?" After our sexual workout, I was starving. A bit of sugar wouldn't hurt, either.

"Pie," he replied as he uncovered the food on the table. I noticed there was only one slice of pie, which I assumed was my dessert.

"Yummy. I love pie," I said as my eyes glazed over. He groaned when I licked my lips. "What's wrong? Don't you like pie?"

"Yes, but that's not the kind of pie I enjoy eating," Ranger replied. I saw his eyes darken, letting me know exactly what type of pie he enjoys. Another pair of panties was completely ruined. Oh Boy!

"Thanks for dinner," I said after pushing the empty plates away from me.

"No price, Babe," he replied. I wasn't sure what he was trying to say. No price for what? Sex? "There is no price for what we give each other, Babe." I got up from the table and carried my dishes to the sink. Ranger grabbed them from my hands, rinsed, and loaded them into the dishwasher. He kissed me lightly. "Anytime you want to repeat today, call me."

"Okay. The same goes for you, Carlos," I said. His lips smashed against mine again. He whispered something in Spanish that I didn't understand, but it left me feeling warm. "I have to meet Lester."

Ranger walked me to the door, kissed me lightly, then watched until I got into the elevator. I pressed the button for four and let out a breath when the doors closed. What am I going to do? I don't do casual sex. I let my mind wander as the elevator descended. Hopefully, I didn't say my thoughts out loud.

Lester was waiting inside his open apartment door for me to arrive. He rocked on his heels, showing his excitement. The man reminds me of a child with ADHD. I don't recall seeing Santos sitting still. He must be capable because he works surveillance shifts. He's the jokester of Rangeman, plus he has more energy than the energizer bunny. I wonder how that would translate in the bedroom. "Hey, Lester," I said, approaching him. I had to shake the dirty thoughts from my mind.

"What got you all lit up like the Fourth of July fireworks?" Lester asked. I could feel my face flush. It was probably tomato red.

"Nothing," I replied, not meeting his eyes.

I could feel him scrutinizing me. He stepped out of his doorway for me to enter his apartment. As I requested, he set the barstool in the kitchen for me to cut his hair. I trimmed. After removing a few inches off the length, I styled it into the spikes he preferred. "Can I look?" he asked before jumping off the stool.

"Do you like it?"

"Yes, Beautiful," he replied. "You did an amazing job. It's better than the last woman who cut my hair."

"I'm glad you like it, Lester. Let me know when you need another trim."

"Sure," he said. I swept up the hair, then washed my equipment and hands. Before I left his apartment, he said, "So, you had sex with my cousin, Carlos?" I didn't answer, but my bright red face told him the answer anyway.

Lester knowing about my hookup with Ranger was going to be known around Rangeman before the night was out. He gossips more than the biddies in the Burg. I shook my head and went to my apartment.

I'm not much of a drinker, but tonight warranted a second shot of whiskey. I poured a glass and downed it in one gulp. Before I could prepare a second drink, someone knocked on my door. I rinsed my cup and placed the whiskey back inside the cabinet above the stove. After taking a deep breath, I opened the door. "Why are you here?" I asked.

"I'm back for a second serving of pie," Ranger replied.