THAT MIAMI GLOW

Ranger POV

Chapter 10: G

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Grinning, I looked at Stephanie and raised my eyebrows playfully as we drove the last stretch home.

Now, about that canary …

I chuckled.

"What?"

"I was just tallying our scores from this evening's dinner performance."

"Well?"

I wolf grinned her as we stopped at the traffic lights.

"I lost count. Damnit! You got more points, didn't you?"

"Don't worry, Babe. I will make it worth your while. Let's say, you are in a win-win situation and I am feeling generous."

"Generous, eh? Is that so? You are horny." She laughed.

I mock shocked at her with a gasp.

"Me? Horny? Well, Mrs Nympho Manoso, let's get this done. I already made a list of things I want to do with you, and to you. And you know it's gonna be good, really good."

She rushed out of the car as soon as I had parked in the underground garage at Rangeman, squealing with a shriek of delight as I caught her at the stairwell door, blocking her escape.

"Elevator. Now. You will need all your energy, so you're not wasting it on the stairs tonight. There are some tasty snacks in the fridge and some in the oven along with a delicious cheeseboard. And dessert. I am feasting on you tonight," my voice was a bit deeper and huskier, which caused her to moan. I nuzzled her neck as the elevator doors closed, holding her svelte body close to mine, her back to my front.

"I love this dress on you, especially how it hugs your delicious curves, but I can't wait to peel it off your sinful body," which caused her to moan in anticipation.

My hands were smoothing along said curves, biding my time until we reached our apartment on seven. She pushed back into me, feeling my arousal and adding some extra delicious friction.

She grabbed my hand, practically dragging me to the door when we arrived. I grinned.

"Patience, mi amor," as I slowly stalked towards her after locking the door, redirecting her to the dining room. I set the lighting to dim and sexy, music light and sexy, and lit the candles at the table for sexy ambience. Yes, sexy was the main feature.

"We are celebrating, on multiple levels. But first we must eat some decent food to maintain our stamina and reserves. We are going to be very busy. We need to make some happy memories to erase this evening's debacle. I'm sure you will agree, Querida."

She groaned a tiny bit like a playful whine, nibbling her finger, but acquiesced as she considered my suggestion.

"Yes. We do need to celebrate. Decent food, definitely."

Slowly, I peeled her dress off her shoulders revealing her sexy lacy bra, kissing the voluptuous curve of her breasts, while undoing the zip at the same time. I hummed my approval as the dress slid to the floor, leaving her standing in her matching lacy cheeky knickers and her high heels. I allowed my eyes to devour her with a slow and appreciative body scan. Mmm. Yeahh. I am a lucky man.

"Very sexy, Mrs Manoso."

Without even trying, Stephanie oozes sensuality and desire as she moved so slightly in that sexy way. I am so hungry for her, but to keep my promise, I, too have to get some sustenance for our night of pleasuring. I held her cheeks and kissed her so tenderly that her eyes glistened.

"Stay."

Removing the platter from the oven, I placed it on the table. From the fridge I took the fruit platter, leaving the cheese, the second fruit platter and nuts for later. The crispy crackers and crusty bread completed our simple feast. Taking the champagne, I popped the cork and filled our glasses. We clinked our glasses, "To us," I said softly, before we sipped.

She smiled with a glint in her eyes. "Shirt off. Now, Carlos," she commanded.

I grinned. Anything to please her.

"I want to enjoy the view, too, of your sexy body."

She hummed in approval, licking her lips as I slowly peeled my shirt off. I know she loves to admire my body. With a momentary hesitation, she resisted the temptation of putting her hands on my chest. "Saving myself," she muttered.

I pulled out her chair for her, and pushed her chair in, laying the serviette on her lap, before giving her a deep passionate kiss full of promise of things to come. I sat beside her, our thighs touching. Madre Dios. She is glowing. I love her so much. Not only is she sexy, she takes sensuality to a whole new level. I resisted the urge to drag her to the bedroom. Sustenance. We need sustenance and fuel for this evening's foreplay and fun.

She smiled at the selection on the table and licked her lips again. She nibbled on one of the crispy bread shapes, with salt and toasted black sesame seeds. I did the same, our eyes locked together as we sipped our champagne.

Slowly, I fed her the oysters Kilpatrick first, which she loves so much. Oysters are said to be an aphrodisiac. Works for me. They were so delicious, as she in turn fed me mine. Her moans of appreciation were so arousing, especially the little slurping noises as she sucked the shell empty of all its delicious savoury juices. Madre Dios! The next three oysters had a delicious tang of lime and chilli. Once again, I was struggling to maintain my self-control this evening, but for a totally different reason.

Next, we had a couple of mini lobster croquettes, followed by some delicious seared scallops, and some Japanese panko crusted fish sticks. Simple and light, but delicious finger food. We both love seafood and the small morsels were perfect. I had poured some more champagne and toasted each course with another sip and a kiss. It was a sumptuous feast. The fruit balanced the flavours nicely cleansing the palate tastefully with fresh pineapple, juicy strawberries, some delicious mango and tangy kiwi fruit. Such a refreshing combination.

Ella had excelled herself beyond all expectations. She loves any opportunity to make something special and unique, especially for Stephanie. Finger food was ideal for this celebratory occasion and Ella suggested the tasty morsels, knowing how much we both loved seafood. It was planned the day before for what I predicted would be a necessary recovery time from the Burg. A quick text as we departed the house of horrors was timely.

Dessert was a tangy limoncello sorbet beautifully presented in a fancy martini glass. It was so tasty and refreshing. And of course, there was some decadent chocolate cake with mocha icing and large juicy strawberries. Stephanie loves mocha. Go figure.

"Mm-mm. M-mocha. Oh! That's divine. You're not having any of this delicious chocolate cake?"

She offered me a spoonful and nodded with an encouraging smile as if to say she knew I would approve. I fed her the next mouthful, her delicious moans sending me wild with lust. I nodded with a smile, in answer to her question. My wolf grin made a show, especially for her, as I sipped from my glass of water, my eyes watching her hungrily. My voice had taken on a husky timbre … my bedroom voice, as she calls it.

"I'm saving myself for pie. You know how much I love pie."

With that she quickly blew out the candles, put the dishes in the sink and dragged me to the bedroom with a wicked chuckle of mischief.

"Are you sure you scored more points than me tonight?"

"Does it matter?" as I locked the bedroom door.

See? Win-win for both of us. Of course she had scored more points. Sh. Don't tell. She won't mind at all by the time I have finished with her.

Before we even started though, Stephanie suddenly leapt for the door, in just her high heels. Such a wonderful vision. I had already divested her of her beautiful sexy under garments. I was stunned and somewhat confused, but laughed when she returned minutes later carrying a tray. She had grabbed the chocolate sauce, another slice of that sinful mocha chocolate cake, some more strawberries and excitedly waved a can of squirty cream. Her mischievous smirk needed no explanation.

Aye-yai-yai! Definitely a win-win. And, we can both lose all self-control at will. Over and over again. I had informed Tank we would be off-line tomorrow.

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TBC

Well. That was weird. A strange glitch in posting.

I know. I know. Patience my dears. Just a delicious interlude, a diversionary appetiser for what is to come.

Oh dear … that does seem somewhat like a cliffie then. Oopsie. Tsk, tsk. My Muse is smiling cheekily.