We stared at each other, I was breathing like a racehorse and Carlos was as stiff as a broad. The sexual tension was mounting. This was going to be epic.

Even though he had me trapped in his arms, I moved to straddle his lap. He lifted his hips forward off the sofa causing me to shift, pressing hard against him. My legs went to wrap around his waist. I could not help but grind into him in this position. He stood up, both hands on my ass, and walked towards my bedroom. We continued to kiss as he used his hands to push my hips into his erection. He tossed me onto the bed. He made quick work of my shirt tossing it over his shoulder onto the floor. He placed open kisses trailing from my neck to the center of my chest. He paused to watch as my nipples hardened from desire alone. The room was surprisingly warm, my body felt as if it were on fire. The warmth of his mouth as he gently sucked my right nipple was euphoric, causing me to gasp loudly, arching my back off the bed. I cradled his head in my hands as he switched from one breast to the other. The sight of him licking each nipple leading a wet trail down to my navel was very erotic.

His finger reached for the top of my yoga pants and pulled, placing kisses on the exposed skin as he slowly pulled them down. I lifted my hips to help him, and my legs instinctively opened wide for him. Carlos kissed and nipped his way back up my leg, laying his head on my inner thigh. I could feel my wetness slowly leak out of me. Thank god for the brazilian last week, or Carlos would have been searching through a jungle.

"Carlos?" I looked down just as he looked up at me.

"Shh, Babe."

I tried to keep watching as he used two fingers to spread me open. I felt his nose rub against my clit as he inhaled, I started to wiggle my hips searching for his mouth. The feeling of his tongue dancing along my lips made my eyes flutter shut. I jerked in surprise then groaned in pleasure when his mouth sucked my clit, the sensation was almost too much. I could feel the pressure building as he continued to lick and suck, his head nested between my legs were a sight to behold. He suddenly stopped before I could cum.

I let out a whinny noise as he asked, "Condom?"

"Safe. Pill" My mind clouded with desire, I could not have formed a complete sentence if I had to. I just really needed him inside me.

Carlos moved fast, the head of his cock was already being pushed inside of me before I could finish the word pill. We both watched as his cock slowly entered, making us both moan.

With a swift thrust he filled me and I came hard around him. We both clung to each other as I rode out my orgasm with him deep inside of me. I heard him curse as he tried to move in and out, but I could feel my walls squeezing him. He fit just perfectly within me, full and powerful. He looked down at me and I nodded my head at his silent question and he started to stroke.

He leaned down towards me and grabbed both sides of my face and pulled me into a kiss. His strokes were increasing and I could feel another orgasm on the rise. The look in his eyes as he continued to stroke in and out, were dazed and amazed, I'm sure he was feeling the same as I.
I never felt this connection with anyone.

I was lifted into his arms as he sat back on his knees, holding me close as he started to go faster, pounding into me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and held on for the ride.

"Babe, Cariño, nadie se acerca." he jerked my head back to devour my lips.

The world legit stopped, It felt like all the sound in the room was gone and all that was left was the sound of my breathy moans and Carlos's deep growls. I wrapped my arms and legs around him as I came. With a strong flex of his hips holding me close, he came soon afterwards. I'm almost positive that my inner thighs would be bruised later.

He rolled us over, landing on his back while I was still connected to him clinging like a little monkey. My eyes closed, as he ran his hands up and down my back. I tighten my arms around him moving up on his body so that my head rested in the crook of his neck. My panting quickly turned into deep sated breaths. The scent of his body and feeling of being in his arms lulling me to sleep.

"Ok, Babe?" I replied back with a sigh, snuggled closer and went to sleep.

I awoke sometime later to an empty room and memories of Carlos. The bed was a little cool to the touch but some of his clothing were still scattered around the room with mines. I could feel the smile on my face, which was a little weird given what happened yesterday. I could tell from the sky that it was late in the day. I rubbed my hand through my tangled hair and looked around the dark room. If it were not for the clothes I would think that he might have left without a goodbye. That maybe this would be a one time thing, something he just needed to see through and get it over with. I shook my head to get rid of those thoughts.

"Think happy thoughts," I whispered.

I rolled to the side of the bed and sniffed at the pillow, it was covered in his scent. I immediately hugged his pillow to my face. The smell of Carlos calmed my nerves, and the scent of our sex still lingered in the air. I felt jolt of pleasure as I thought about what transpired, I had to rub my thighs together to create some sort of friction. I was needy, my need for Carlos was strong. I continued to move my hips to get some sort of satisfaction.

"Babe, you don't need to hump the bed I can end your suffering."

I buried my head down into the pillow, "How long have you been standing there watching me?"

Without a response, he grabbed my ankles and dragged me to the end of the bed. I let out a muffle squeak as he spread my legs. This time it was fast and hard. My legs were dangling off the bed with my ass in the air as he pumped in and out of me. My screaming was muffled, the pleasure from this alone was mind blowing. We ended up in the shower, and I can tell you right now that Carlos is very good in a shower.

Moments after our sexcapades, my stomach let out a loud grumble.

"Have you eaten today?" his intense eyes stared at me.

"No, just a couple of grapes."

"Well, let's get your fed."

"Ouch." He just spanked me, gave me a look and walked out of the bathroom.

Carlos ran out to his car to get his duffle, while I got dressed in another yoga outfit and Uggs. I was in the mirror brushing my hair into a low ponytail when he came back wearing a black Nike tracksuit and shoes. He was a distraction, I ended up slapping on a headband on with my curls going wild. We walked through my home with his hand resting on my left hip guiding me towards the front door. I watched as he checked our surroundings before I locking the door himself. I usually keep the door unlocked since I'm on my Dad's property, but with what's been happening I wanted to be extra safe.

I watched as Carlos walked around to the driver side of a black low slung car. It was a soft top convertible and it looked fast and new. I was assuming that he had quickly replaced his bombed SUV. Thinking about that car brought up memories of the bombing, and then I got to thinking about Wulf. I could feel myself starting to panic.

"Babe, deep breaths." he was quickly over to my side placing his forehead on mine. His his hands rested at the base of my neck, looking into my eyes. "Just focus on me."

It took several breaths for me to calm down, but I nodded at him to let him know I was OK.

"I'm fine." I spoke those words and clearly I wasn't.

"Maybe you need to talk to someone," he suggested.

"Maybe I do." I whispered back.

We decided to go to Pat's Original Diner because it was 24 hours and more convenient and better food options than a fast food place. The hum from the engine was sort of soothing, the ride to the diner was quick.

The waitress sat us in the back booth, we both sat on one side facing the door. I turned a little in my seat places both legs over his right one so that I was facing him. The diner wasn't that crowded with only one couple in another booth and two men at the counter eating quietly. Only the sounds of the low conversation and the cook were heard.

"I never got the chance to thank you." I reached up to tug on his ponytail.

"For what?"

"For saving me."

"Babe, you don't have to thank me for that. And there will never be another opportunity for it to happen again as long as I'm around."

I smiled at him, "And how long will that be?"

"To my last breath." he turned towards me.

"Do you believe in Fate?" I held my breath waiting for his answer.

"Yes. Why?"

I just shook my head and looked up at him and leaning forward with my lips pursed and he responded by kissing me.

We were still kissing when the waitress brought out our food, I heard her mumble young love as she walked away. I looked down at the mountain of steak and onion rings on my plate, and glanced sadly at Carlos's Greek wrap with cucumber salad. I saw him shake his head at my plate, I quickly tore into my food. I moan around bite after bite, the steak was juicy and the onion rings were crispy. I was in food heaven.

I felt Carlos shift closer to me, "Babe please stop moaning, there's so much a guy could take."

"Sorry." I said before I stuffed my mouth with another piece of steak.

I guess Carlos wanted to distract me from my food, because he started to ask me questions like my favorite color or hobbies. As we continued to eat we talked about anything and everything. I learned about his almost marriage to a woman that faked a pregnancy, his family, and why he joined the army. He did mention that there was a background check ran on me, so I just filled him in on what really happened at the Tasty Pastry, my wild delinquent grandma who moved to Florida, and why I chose my career choice. When finished our food, Carlos ordered some fruit and I had a cheesecake and we continued to talk.

I was so focused on Carlos and our conversation that when his head quickly turned towards the door I looked also. I heard her before I saw the chemically enhanced red curly hair, Joyce Barnhardt. She walked into the diner with an ugly smirk on her face looking right at me before walking toward our booth.

"Well, well, Stephanie Plum."

"Joyce."