2 weeks later…

Stephanie's POV

I truly enjoy my job. I am the office manager, so I make all the schedules for the core team. I do inventory for supplies like the handcuffs and vest, I make sure that all employees in all locations are up to date on their physical wellness, and if not, I send them emails that remind them to "quit whining and do as you're told." I love sending those emails.

I also answer phones, take messages, and when clients come to the building, I usher them into whoever's office they are supposed to see, or I set them up in a conference room. On occasion, I will do skip tracing but only if it's someone who needs a partner or if I get really bored and want to go after a major FTA. I do everything basically to keep Rangeman running smoothly. I also still do searches and I search for new employees that are up for interviews. So yeah, I do a lot, but I stay busy, so I don't have to think about things.

That night I had the nightmare and Ranger brought me up to his apartment was the best sleep I had had in a while. After that night I tried to sleep in my apartment, but the nightmares still came. When I would sleep next to Ranger, I wouldn't have any nightmares because he would hold me. So, with a little persuasion, I moved into 7 with Ranger.

Ranger and I, or should I say Carlos that is what he said I could call him when we are not "working", or we are "alone" sleep in the same bed together but there is nothing sexual about it. Yes, he kisses me just about every chance he gets, but it is never more than that.

So, now it's Friday afternoon and I'm sitting here at my desk doing paperwork. One of the fun things about my job. NOT! I understand why Tank doesn't like the paperwork. I don't either but I do it because I like to make sure the guys can do other things and not worry about paperwork. Besides, it's not hard anyway.

I was sitting there concentrating on the work so much that I didn't hear Ranger come into the room. Next thing I knew he was behind me leaning over me brushing kisses down my neck and nibbling on my earlobe.

"Estefania mi amor?" He whispered in my ear and made me jump. (Stephanie, my love)

"Geez, Ranger makes some noise. I didn't even hear you come in." I moved my neck so he could have more access to it for the kisses that he continued to give to me.

I pulled him down to me and he grabbed me by the waist and turned me, so he was sitting in my chair, and I was on his lap. He kept kissing me on my neck and made his way to my mouth and gave me a panty-melting kiss. This man could kiss.

We finally stopped kissing and put our foreheads against each other.

"You act as if you missed me, Carlos." I laughed as I moved the hair from his face.

"I did, Babe. You were so engrossed in what you were doing that it just turned me on to see you like that." He tucked a curl behind my ear.

"Me doing paperwork turned you on. Wow! You seriously need a sex life..."

"Is that so? Think you could handle that for me, Babe?" He gave me his wolf grin with that question.

"I might find something in my arsenal that will suffice." I licked my lips which caused his eyes to dilate to black.

"I'm going to hold you to that Babe, but for now, I came in here to let you know that I'm going to Miami this afternoon. The plane leaves at 5 pm and I want you to come with me. I would say we could join the mile-high club, but there will be other travelers. Lester and Bobby are coming also."

"I can come with you to Miami, but what will my role be? Do you need me to work at the branch there?" I wrapped my arms around his neck. I was still sitting in his lap, and it felt so good. His arms were wrapped around my waist to make sure I didn't fall off.

"You, my beautiful Stephanie will not be working at all. It's a pleasure trip. I'm going to see my daughter Julie and thought you might like to come. We can take her shopping and go to dinner. I have an apartment on the top floor. It has 3 bedrooms and 3 baths so we could stay there if we wanted to or we could get a hotel, your choice."

Before I could answer he started kissing my neck again and nibbling on my ear. He was very distracting. This man could kiss no doubt about that.

"Carlos, wherever you want to stay is fine. How long are we going to stay?" I had to pull back from him so he would let up on the kisses on my neck.

"Babe, about a week, maybe more. I do have to go into the office while I'm there to take care of some things and you can come with me if you want to, but you will not be working." He finally stopped kissing my neck. Now he was rubbing his thumb on my hip where his hands were clasped, holding me on his lap.

"Okay, so get up, let me finish doing the paperwork so I can go and pack." I tried to get up from his arms, but he wouldn't let me.

"Babe…"

"Carlos, I need to finish this paperwork if we are going to leave this afternoon. Now, get up Mister." I playfully poked him in the chest as I was talking to him. He finally relented. Carlos planted another whopper of a kiss on me then got up so I could return to my seat.

"Okay, beautiful lady. I will concede this time, but this is not over with, not by a long shot. I'll have Ella pack our bags and we leave at 5. See you at 4:30, mi Stephanie." He brushed a curl behind my ear and walked out.

Time flew by and before I knew it, it was 4:30 pm and Carlos came in advising me it was time to go. I locked my computer, grabbed my phone and my purse and he took my hand to walk out of my office and straight to the elevators.

We got a lot of looks. A lot of "they're holding hands" or "the boss is smiling" looks, but who cares. I enjoyed being with Carlos and he enjoyed being with me, too. When we got off the elevator, we were still holding hands and we got into the Porsche 911. I sank into the leather seat. These seats were heaven. I loved his cars. They were so hot and sexy. I so want a Porsche. I knew I could drive any of these any time I wanted to, but I was afraid I would have an accident and destroy his car and feel bad. So yeah, not going to do that.

Carlos loves to touch me, so he naturally grabbed my hand, interlocked our fingers, and placed them on his lap. I was not complaining at all.

We made it to the private airfield where the Rangeman jet was awaiting our arrival. This thing is top of the line. It has 10 leather seats and a big king-size bed in the back. It also has a to die for bathroom. Like this thing is huge. It has a huge state-of-the-art walk-in 3 shower head shower. A jet tub and all the counter space you could imagine.

There is also a bar. The bar has champagne and anything else you could think of.

I took my seat next to Carlos. Across from us were Lester and Bobby. When the pilot said that seat belts could be removed, Carlos got up and headed to the fridge to get chocolate-covered strawberries and champagne.

"Here Babe, these are for you." He handed me a bowl of the most delectable chocolate-covered strawberries and a glass of champagne.

"Wow, thanks, Ranger." I moaned as I took a bite of the wonderful strawberry.

"Damn, Beautiful. I want some of them if they are that good. You are moaning like you're making love to that strawberry." He had a wicked smile on his face and wiggled his eyebrows up and down.

"Santos, ENOUGH! Babe loves her food! Now leave her be."

"Here you go, Les. I'm going to share with all 3 of you. I can't eat this whole bowl by myself. And yes, Les, good food makes me moan. I enjoy eating." I reached over and put the bowl in front of each one so they could each take a strawberry.

I took a bite of chocolate and moaned. It was SOOO good. Of course, Les and Bobby shifted uncomfortably, and Carlos just smiled and shook his head.

"You never disappoint Babe."

"Alright, I get the point you don't want me moaning when I eat. Jeez, I love food, what can I say. Okay, so I'm going to go to the bathroom - be right back. Hold this." I handed the bowl of strawberries to Carlos, unfastened my seatbelt, and walked to the bathroom.

"Holy Mother of everything worthy. This bathroom is fabulous. Seriously? This bathroom is on this plane? Damn, I love this shower." I was just steadily going off about how fabulous the bathroom is.

I could hear the guys laughing because they heard what I was saying.

"Beautiful, you don't like the bathroom, do you?" Les laughed as he said it.

"Kiss my ass, Les. This bathroom is to die for."

"Bombshell, you could just stay in the bathroom the whole trip." I walked out as I saw Bobby doubled over from laughter.

"Hey, Bobby?" I waited until he looked up and then gave him an Italian hand gesture.

"It's the little things in life that impress me. I'm going to use the shower. Since I didn't get to take one before we left."

I went back to the bedroom and rummaged through my bag to find jeans and a t-shirt. I grabbed my shampoo and the Bulgari shower gel. Yep! I brought it. You know I did. I love that Carlos smells so good because of Bulgari that I had to bring it. As I was turning to leave, Carlos came into the room and slid the door closed behind him.

He looked at what I had in my hands and smirked when he saw the Bulgari. He pulled me to him and crushed his mouth with mine. I couldn't pull him any closer because of the items I had in my hand. Damn that man can kiss. He enjoys tormenting me.

I pulled back and looked into his gorgeous chocolate eyes, "WOW! Carlos, what was that for?"

"Just felt like kissing you, Babe. If you are going to take a shower, the towels are in the cabinet here in the bedroom. I would join you, but we wouldn't have any privacy. Enjoy my shower gel, Babe." He kissed my lips one more time before he turned to open the door. Before he walked out, he said, "Make sure you think of me when you use it."

DAMMIT! My panties just got ruined. He knows what he is doing. He had a 200-watt grin on his face as he walked out. The smug bastard. I finished getting my necessities, grabbed a couple of towels, and went into the glorious bathroom. This was going to be an experience and I was going to love every minute of it.

I came out of the shower feeling refreshed and smelling like Bulgari. I wore a pair of black jeans, a black Rangeman t-shirt, and boots with a heel. Hey, I had to have something sexy on, right?

I was drying my hair with a towel as I came and sat back down in my seat. Suddenly I had 3 pairs of eyes watching me.

"What? The 3 of you act as if you've never seen a woman dry her hair before with a towel. What gives?" I stopped midway rubbing my hair as I glanced at each one of them.

"Beautiful, you look smoking HOT!" Les wiggled his eyebrows up and down.

"I just have on standard Rangeman black. Except maybe the boots and I'm in love with these boots so I had to make sure I wore them at least 1 time. Les, you seriously need to find yourself a hobby." I laughed and started rubbing my hair dry again with a towel.

"Babe, I hate to say this, but Santos is right. You look extremely sexy; you got a hot date we don't know about?" Carlos was grinning and had a gleam in his eye. Oh, so he wanted to flirt, did he, well 2 can play at that game.

"Maybe, you never know what kind of hot stud I'm going to meet in Miami, I need to look good at all times." I gave him a smirk and just shook my head.

Bobby just shook his head and laughed. He was enjoying the show. Les just laughed, too.

"Babe, where do you plan on meeting this hot stud?" He was questioning me now. He wasn't prepared for the answer I gave to him.

"Well Ranger, we are staying at Rangeman, and it is Miami, you know there are A LOT of hot guys in Miami. Never know who I might run into." I put my tongue in my cheek and gave him a sexy look to see if he would challenge me on that.

He didn't say anything, just let it be, but you could tell he did not like my answer because his blank face came down. He sat back and started reading his emails again. He'll get over it.

Heck Carlos and I aren't dating anyway, so why would he be mad? Yes okay, I'm not going to be looking for a hot guy cause heck I'm in the presence of the hottest guy on the planet. I just liked pulling his chain.

I walked back to the bedroom just to see if he would follow me. I only had to get through 10 bottles of beer on the wall before he showed up.

He slid the door closed, pulled me up from my seat on the bed, grabbed the back of my neck, and pulled me to him. When our lips met, fireworks went off and a bomb exploded. He trailed kisses down my neck on one side and then trailed them back up on the other side. He sucked on my earlobe and whispered, "no necesitas a otro hombre cuando me tienes a mi nena." (You don't need another man when you have me, Babe.)

I didn't know what he said but it sounded so sexy. I pulled back from his kisses, "Carlos, I was kidding about the hot guy. I'm not looking for one. I just like to ruffle your feathers some. I like to keep you on your toes."

"Babe, you're playing with fire."

"I expect to get burned later." I had to say it. It was on the tip of my tongue, and it just came out.

He had a smirk at the corners of his mouth, pulled me in for one more whopper of a kiss, and said "Don't worry Babe, I can handle that. I promise not to leave any burn marks either." He released me, turned and slid the door open, and walked out.

What did I just agree to? That was the thought I had when I started packing up my bag so I wouldn't have to before we got off the plane. After making sure I got everything, I went back to my seat and started checking emails, trying to avoid all eyes. Miami was going to be fun. I could see that now.

We touched down a little after 9 pm since we left a little before 5. We all pulled into Rangeman Miami tired and ready to sleep. Everyone went to their room to sleep. I guess flying will do that to you. Carlos and I are sharing the master bedroom. "We've been sleeping together because of my nightmares but have never had sex. After all of the kisses we've shared today, that may change as of tonight."

Since I had a shower on the plane, I didn't feel the need to take another one, so I put on my sleep attire, one of Carlos's Rangeman t-shirts, and some Victoria's Secret panties. That's pretty much what I wore every night. Hey, the shirt smelled of him and I love to smell him. So, sue me.

Carlos was taking a shower, so I got into the big king-size bed with the 3,000 thread count sheets and got comfy. I sure loved his beds. I don't know if I love the Bulgari or the sheets the most. That's something I will have to think about later.

I snuggled down in the sheets and turned on my left side. My back would be facing Carlos. Well, he didn't like that because when he got into the bed, he immediately turned me over on my right side, pulled me to him, and started kissing me.

We were so close you couldn't slide a piece of paper between us. I had my arms around his neck, and he was kissing my lips. Then while he trailed kisses to my earlobe, he started whispering to me in Spanish. "Te hare mia." (I will make you mine).

He ran his hands under my shirt and brushed his fingers over my hardened nipples. We started kissing passionately and faster. He pulled my shirt over my head and suckled on my right nipple. He rubbed it with his tongue and bit it gently with his teeth. He then did the same to the left one.

"God, Carlos, you're driving me crazy." I ran my hands through his hair pulling him closer to me.

He rolled me on my back and leaned over me with a forearm on each side of my face. He put both hands in my hair. "Babe, look at me please."

I turned and stared into his gorgeous chocolate-colored eyes. "Mmm. Carlos."

"Babe, I want to make love to you, but I want to tell you some things first. If we do this, you will be my woman and I don't share. Also, I want to make love to you to show you what a real sexual experience is supposed to be like. You've only had bad experiences and I don't want you to have those as your memories. As I said, we do this, and you will be my woman and I will be your man from here on out."

"I'm okay with that Carlos, but would we just show affection in the bedroom? If so, that's fine. I know you have a rep to uphold. Oh, and I don't share either, just to let you know." I had my hands on his back rubbing circles with my fingers.

"No, mi amor. We will not hide our affections for each other. There will be times when I kiss you in front of people, pull you on my lap, and put my arm around you among other things. You can also do the same to me. We will not hide querida."

We started kissing more passionately than we have ever done before. He trailed kisses down my neck to the hollow between my breasts. He took each nipple in his mouth and suckled each one. He nibbled on each nipple to make me cry out his name. He continued to trail kisses down my belly and French kissed my belly button. I ran my hands through his hair as his name fell from my lips. He made his way past my belly button to my inner thighs and planted kisses on each. He was avoiding the promised land just to tease me.

"Carlos, please I need you, darling. Please." I was begging him to make his way over to my doodah.

He laughed and started his way back up to my neck. He planted more kisses on my neck and nibbled on my earlobe, "Babe, I do believe earlier on the plane you said you wanted to get burned." He continued to kiss my neck and made his way back down to my breasts. He took the left breast in his mouth while he took the right nipple between his thumb and forefinger and rubbed them together.

"Oh GOD CARLOSSS Please don't stop. Please." He was driving me crazy. Making me want him even more.

"Mi Amada, tell me what you want, Babe. Tell me how I can please you." He locked his eyes with mine as he said these words while positioning himself over me.

"Carlos, I know what I want but I don't know how to say it. I've never really been with anyone before, not in a good way that is." I avoided his eyes because I was ashamed to admit this even though he already knew it.

"Babe..." he crushed his mouth to mine, and he kissed me like he was in the Sahara Desert, and I was a bottle of water he just found. He made his way down my neck and my belly and started kissing the lips of my doodad. He pushed his tongue in between my lips and licked me from one end to the other. I was squirming and moaning and begging him not to stop. I needed this man more than anything.

He stuck his tongue inside my pussy and sucked and nibbled on my clit. He took his thumb and started stroking my g-spot. He removed his tongue and put 2 fingers in.

"Babe, you're so wet, darling. Fuck my fingers, Babe. Let me make you scream." His fingers started moving and I was bucking up against them riding him as fast as I could. He had his mouth on my neck kissing me then started whispering in my ear, "Babe, you're so wet. You feel so good. Do you want me inside of you, Babe? Do you want to feel me and wrap your gorgeous legs around me?"

All I could do was nod. I was too out of it to do anything else. He turned me to jelly. I had already had 1 orgasm and was working my way to another one.

He removed his hand and I heard myself whimper. He sucked the juices from me off his fingers and positioned himself over me. He put my legs on his shoulders before he did anything he looked at me, "Babe, do I need to wear anything?"

I was finally able to whisper "No, I'm on the shot. Bobby gave it to me. We are good."

At my response, he positioned himself at my opening and gently pushed himself inside me. I gasped at how big he was. He continued to work himself in and out until he finally pushed himself all the way in and started a slow gentle rock.

"Dios, Babe. You feel so good." He interlocked our hands and started rocking faster and faster. The faster he went the higher I climbed, ready to explode.

"Carlos, God faster, please. Harder. Faster. Deeper. PLEASE" At this point, I was begging him. I had lost all coherent thought. I was only thinking about what he was doing.

My hips were knocking against him all that was heard was the slap of skin to skin. When we finally climaxed together, we both screamed each other's names.

"Stephanieee…"

"Carlossss…"

He fell on top of me and rolled us over, so I was laying directly on top of him. He pulled the comforter over us and wrapped me in his arms. He whispered, "I love you darling." as I drifted off to sleep.

I woke up to kisses being placed on my neck and words being whispered in my ear.

"Babe, wake up. We need to eat breakfast so we can go and pick up Julie. Come on Babe. We can shower together." He said in between kisses.

Without saying a word, I jumped up out of bed, walked over to his side pulled him up, and practically ran to the bathroom pulling him behind me. He was laughing the whole way.

We had a fantastic shower. It took us roughly 45 minutes to finally make it out of the said shower. Carlos was trying to get frisky again instead of getting dressed but I wouldn't let him. After all, we had things to do and people to see.

"Alright, my Cuban Sex God, I'm going to go and get clothes to wear and take them to the bathroom and get dressed and you can get dressed in here." I had to put my hand on his chest to keep him at bay.

"Babe…"

"Carlos, don't Babe me. We need to eat and go get Julie. Those were your words."

"Okay, Babe. You're right. But we are restarting this again tonight. I promise you that."

"Yeah Yeah, Yeah. Just get dressed Batman so we can get this day going" I was finally able to grab clothes, raced back to the bathroom, and locked the door so he couldn't come in. Hey, a girl must do what a girl must do.

We both got dressed rather quickly. Hey, I was trying to get dressed as fast as I could. I knew Carlos was a sneaky bastard and he would try everything he could to get into my pants again. The man was a sex machine.

He beat me downstairs. When I finally walked into the kitchen, he was putting our breakfast on the table. Maribelle (the Ella of Miami) made me chocolate chip pancakes and bacon. Yum Yum. Carlos got an egg white omelet, and fruit. Yuck Yuck. OH Yeah, his body is a temple."

I sat down in my seat to start eating and Carlos walked around to me, grabbed the hand that was holding my fork. He then put the fork down, turned me around in my chair, placed his hands on each side of my face, and kissed me like he hadn't seen me in a year.

"Good morning, Babe." He gave me his wolf-grin and sat down and started eating.

I sat there staring at him. How did I want to handle this? I could start eating and let it go, or I could play with him and see if he could keep the "control" that he is so famous for. I think I'll pull the tiger's tail,

I started eating my pancakes. I made sure I got syrup on my lips. On my very last bite of pancakes, I made sure I licked my lips, so they were sticky with syrup. I got up and put my plate in the sink. I started to walk past Carlos then turned around, walked up to him, grabbed his hand. I dropped his fork on his plate, turned him around, put my hands on each side of his face, and kissed him with my syrup-laden lips. I licked his lips as well, just for the hell of it. I pulled back, grabbed my purse and phone, walked to the door, turned around "Darling, I'll be down by the car when you're done. Enjoy the rest of your breakfast." I blew him a kiss and walked out. Teach him to mess with me.

I ran to the elevator. I just got to the car and 1 minute later Carlos appeared. I was on my side of the car waiting. I knew better than to be waiting for him on the driver's side. He didn't say anything. He beeped the car unlocked, walked around to my side, opened my door for me (because he is a gentleman and they do that), and made sure I was buckled up before he shut the door.

I knew he wouldn't let it go and of course, he didn't. He got in the driver's seat, put his seat belt on, and sat there. Didn't start the car or anything. Now we are sitting in a parking garage in a Ferrari. A hot sexy Ferrari on top of that and he is not starting it.

I turned in my seat, put my left hand on his right leg, very seductively I asked him, "Carlos, honey do you need for me to uh, check to make sure I got all the syrup off your lips? Because I don't mind." Then I licked my lips. Told you I was looking to get burned.

His eyes dilated to black. He reached over, undid my seat belt, and pulled me into his arms before I could even blink. He put both arms around me and pulled me tight against him. He slammed his mouth down on mine and kissed me with so much passion. I didn't know that man had that much passion in him. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him even closer, if that was possible, and kissed him back with just as much passion as he had.

We kissed for 5 minutes straight without stopping. It was the most sensuous kissing I have ever experienced. I do believe you can have an orgasm from kissing. I know my panties were ruined yet again. When we finally pulled away, we were both panting and breathing hard. We put our foreheads together to try to help with settling our breathing.

"Babe, I think the syrup is gone now, what do you think?"

"Most definitely, Carlos, most definitely."

"Babe, you took me by surprise this morning, but I liked it A LOT. Just remember, when you play with fire, expect to get burned. Now we really need to go."

He put me back over in my seat, fastened my seatbelt for me, pushed a curl behind my ear, and finally started the car and we drove off.

20 minutes later we pulled up in front of Julie's house. It was a modest ranch-style house. Carlos purchased the house for Rachael (Carlos's ex-wife) and Julie so his daughter would always have a nice place to live. The house has stucco outside and inside is a modern 3 bedroom 2 ½ bath. As we walked up the stone walkway, Julie opened the door and came barreling out.

"Dad, you came. I was getting worried." She ran and hugged Carlos around his waist. She is so cute for an 11-year-old. She has long straight black hair, gorgeous chocolate eyes, and the skin color Carlos's. She is going to be a heartbreaker when she gets older.

"Hello, Sweetheart. Bring me your bag so we can go." He returned her hug, and she ran off to get her stuff.

He turned toward Rachael. "Rachael, this is my girlfriend, Stephanie. Babe, this is Julie's mom, Rachael."

I extended my hand to shake her hand. She rapidly shook my hand then grabbed her rolling suitcase. "Hate to cut this short, but I have to go, or I will miss my cruise." Julie came running out at the same time with her bag. "Bye sweetie, be good for your dad and Stephanie. See you in a week." She then walked out the door with us still standing outside of the house.

We all 3 looked at each other, Carlos shook his head and made sure the door was locked after Julie shut it.

"Jules, why was your mother in such a big hurry?" Carlos asked as he opened the door to the car for her.

"Because she is going on a cruise with a guy, and she has been talking about it all week. She met a guy named Ron Martine and he is taking her on a cruise of the Bahamas and Jamaica." She rolled her eyes and did the gag motion when she told us this. I just shook my head and laughed

Julie put earphones in her ears and took out her iPad and started to play a game. That gave me time to talk with Carlos.

Seeing that Carlos loves to touch me, he grabbed my hand, intertwining our fingers. Every so often, he'd lift my hand to kiss it. Not that I'm complaining - it was nice.

"This Ron guy must be a great guy for her to leave and go on a cruise with him."

"Yeah, I'm going to make sure I check him out. I don't want just any man around my daughter."

Spoken like a true overprotective father. Got to love him.

Julie was excited about spending a week with us. I was hoping that she and I could bond and form a friendship because I was going to be in her dad's life, and I wanted to be a part of hers as well.

When we got back to the apartment, Julie took Lester's room because he was staying at his parent's house.

Bobby may or may not still be staying in the 3rd bedroom just depends on if he found "someone" to occupy his time with. Hey to each his own. I'm not judging.

Rachael's cruise was a surprise to us. I wonder what other surprises are in store while we are here in Miami. Only time will tell.