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Warning: Adult language, smut

Christmas Day at the Manosos

Ranger's POV

My poor Babe. Yesterday was a disaster. Her bitch of a mother still doesn't accept the wonderful person who is her daughter Stephanie. The night started promising but went downhill fast. I still can't believe that Ellen Plum got her daughter granny panties. Then, she refused to serve that lasagna that Stephanie made. The icing on the cake, though was when she told Stephanie that she canceled her wedding dress, and ordered her things she didn't want. I promised my Babe that I would make sure she gets the dress she wants, regardless of the cost.

We arrived back at Haywood at 1940, and Steph asked me not to come up to seven until 2000. She had a surprise for me, part of my gift. I wasn't sure what she was planning, but I was hoping that it had something to do with a sexy little outfit from Victoria's Secret. Thinking about what she could be wearing made my cock throb.

When I arrived at the apartment and opened the door, the first thing I noticed was that the lights were off, with the Christmas tree as the only source of light. I walked into the living room, stopping dead in my tracks. My Babe was lying on the couch with her back and head on the armrest, her right leg bent at the knee against the back of the couch while her left leg was hanging on the floor, spreading her wide open. She was wearing a Mrs. Claus baby doll lingerie that made her breast look bigger with the tiniest scrap of material masquerading as panties. The lingerie has white fur trim along the bodice, and the rest was a sheer red material. My body reacted the moment I laid eyes on her. I swear, my Babe is sex personified. I stalk over to her and reach out to touch.

"Stop, Carlos. Don't move." She orders me. She rises, walking around me, lightly touching my chest, my ass, my cock, before stepping out of my reach.

"It is difficult to shop for someone who has so much already, for someone who can buy whatever he wants whenever he wants it. So, I decided that I would give you something that only I could, pleasure from my body. You will do what I tell you to do. I promise it will be good. Do you understand?"

"Yes, ma'am," I answer, my Army training taking over. Dios, she has no idea how turned on I was by her assertiveness.

"Take off your shirt."

I complied, pulling it over my head with one arm before throwing it on the floor. She walked over to me, touching my nipples while licking and kissing my chest. I wanted to reach out and touch her, to feel her skin, her breasts, to kiss her, but I couldn't. She trailed her kissed down my chest, towards my abdomen, to right above my slacks. I felt her gently and lightly ran her finger over my cock. She walked around behind me, running her hands along my shoulders and down my back, kissing my back. She pushed and rubbed her front against my back while once again ghosting my throbbing, aching cock. I couldn't help the moan that escaped my mouth. I felt Steph move her hands to the belt holding up my pants, before she took off the belt, opened the button, then pulled the zipper down, allowing my cock to break free. My good soldier was standing at attention, waiting to play. She allowed my pants to fall to my ankles, before helping me step out of them while she removed my socks. Now, I was standing in the middle of the living room, naked. Steph took her nails, lightly moving up and down my cock, as precum formed on the head, starting to leak out. She took a step back, ordering me to sit in the chair across from the couch as she laid back down on the couch.

Stephanie locked her eyes on mine as she started to rub her hands up and down her body, pinching her nipples, making them hard little nubs. She let her other hand roam down to her pussy as she started to skirt around her clit. I saw her juices flowing, wanting nothing more than to drink them up. I moved my hand to stroke myself, but Steph shook her head, "No. No touching. You will watch only."

Dios, she's going to be the death of me. I place my hands on the armrest, trying to resist the throbbing between my legs. She continues to play with herself, placing her two fingers inside her wet pussy while rubbing her clit. The sounds that she is making are enough to drive any man insane. I'm not sure how much control I have left.

I am forced to watch as Stephanie brings herself to an orgasm, crying out my name as she cums, her eyes closed, back arched, juices flowing. Fuck me! When her body calms down, she rises before straddling my lap, her hot, wet center so close to my hard as nails cock. She places her fingers, sticky from her juices, on my lips, and I open, taking them into my mouth. Dios, she tastes great. I move to touch her again, "Not yet, Carlos."

Her mouth finds mine, and she pushes her tongue inside mine as we battle for control of the kiss. I swear, I'm going to cum without her even touching me. Stephanie moves her kisses down my neck, behind my ear, hitting every point that she knows drives me insane. Finally, she's kneeling before me, her mouth level with my cock, when she looks at me through her hooded eyes. I'm not sure what she's looking for, but she sees it before she barely licks the tip of my cock. "Babe, I'm going to cum."

"Good," Stephanie exclaimed before taking my cock in her mouth. The sensation of her sucking on me, giving me the mother of all blow jobs had me shooting my load within minutes, like a horny high school kid on his first date. Damn it, Babe. Once she milks me dry, she rises, straddling me again, kissing my mouth, where I taste myself on her lips and tongue.

"Touch me, Carlos, kiss me, lick me, drive me crazy with need, tease me, please. I want to cum with you inside me, only after you torture me." Dios, Babe.

"After your little game, Querida, I will enjoy teasing you." I abruptly stand, and she wraps her legs around me. I take her to the bedroom, gently tossing her in the middle of the bed. I look at the headrest, noticing that she has the silk ropes already tied to the bed. I guess she wants me to restrain her. I bring her right arm up, securing it with the rope before kissing down her arm, across her shoulders her neck, then up her other arm to secure it as well. Once she's immobile, I notice the other items she left out: a feather, vibrator, and a blindfold.

We talked a couple of weeks ago about our fantasies for each other. I told Steph that since the night that Morelli cuffed her to the shower rod and I rescued her, I'd dreamt about trying bondage with her, but I wasn't sure she'd be comfortable. Steph told me she'd consider it. She told me that she always wanted to be blindfolded, unable to see what was coming, only feeling, but she never trusted her other lovers, especially not Dickie or Morelli. I guess tonight was a night for both of us to have part of our fantasy.

I placed the blindfold over Stephanie's eyes before I took the feather and lightly ran it over her nipples, already aroused and hard. I hear her gasp and moan; her body writhes on the bed. I lean over to suck her breast, nipping the nipple before licking it with my tongue to dull the pain. I ran the feather over her hot, wet pussy, knowing the soft touch was driving her crazy.

I rip the thong off her, then I grab the vibrator, turning it on to low before holding it against her clit as I shoved two fingers inside her. Dios, she's soaked. I quickly add a third, feeling her orgasm building. I know she's ready to cum. Right before she's about to go over, I pull out my fingers and move the vibrator away. Steph groans in frustration, "Carlos, please, I want to cum. Please, Ranger."

"Not yet, mi amor. You told me to tease you. You were a very naughty girl, teasing me the way you did. I'm only returning the favor." I start to kiss her body, loving every part of her. When I feel she has calmed down enough, I return the vibrator to her core, only this time, placing it inside her pussy while I suck on her clit with my tongue. I feel her body building to her release once again before I pull away again. I know that it's almost time, I can't wait to be inside her. I think I'm even harder now than I was before. I decide to bring her to the brink once more, with my finger and mouth, licking and sucking her. I love her taste. She's sweet and tangy all at once. I could drink her juices all day every day. Once again, I pull away before she can have her release.

Once she comes down a little, I position myself over her, my cock at the precipice of her entrance, waiting to slide home. I spread her lower lips apart before sheathing myself completely inside her. I wait a moment, allowing her to adjust to my ten inches before I untie her hands and start to pump into her slowly. I put her legs on my shoulders, lifting her backside off the bed, allowing me to go deeper into her as I move to my knees. I'm close, and I know she is too. Right before I'm ready to explode, I squeeze her sensitive clit, sending her over the edge. I follow her seconds later, spilling my seed deep in her womb. To think I never bothered to remove her outfit, only the thong. I collapse and roll onto my back, bringing her with me, still inside of me, until both of our hearts stop beating so hard. I glance at the clock. We have an hour. "Babe, sleep. I'll wake you in forty minutes. I love you, Querida."

"I love you, too, Carlos." She replies before sleep takes over. Forty minutes later we were awake, heading for a quick shower before the graveyard shift. I tried to tell Steph to stay in bed, but she refused, wanting to spend our first Christmas together all day.

That was last night. This morning, when we came off our shift, we made slow love before going to sleep, and I woke her up with my cock inside her. Nothing is better than making love to my Babe before and after sleep. I know she agrees. I'm sitting in the living room, waiting for Stephanie to finish getting ready. I'm wearing black dockers, a black button-down shirt, and black dress shoes. My parents don't expect me to wear color. Steph comes out of the bedroom wearing a sexy red dress. It is long-sleeved with a v-neck that shows a hint of cleavage. The bodice is tight against her, showing off her more toned abs since she started working out. The skirt ends at the knee but is flowing. She has on red boots that come up to her mid-calf with black fishnet stockings; down boy. I stand up, kissing my Babe, before leading her to the door. We head downstairs to the garage, where we climb into my Turbo to head to my parent's house in Newark.

Due to the sheer number of Manoso adults who attend Christmas Day, we have a Manoso family Secret Santa. Each person buys for one other person, and everyone buys for the kids. I know that Stephanie was disappointed that she could shop for more people, but when she heard the final number, she agreed that the Secret Santa was the better option. I picked my sister, Celia, while Stephanie picked my Abuela Rosa. I planned on helping Stephanie figure out a gift for abuela, but she insisted on getting it herself. She asked me a bunch of questions about my Abuela before finally deciding on what to buy her. She didn't tell me what she got, either, so I was a little worried. My Abuela can be picky when it comes to gifts, and I know Stephanie wants to make a good impression on her. What Steph doesn't know is that every new member of the family gets Abuela Rosa. So far, no one has gotten her a gift that she loved. She accepts everyone, but she didn't give her blessing until the kids arrived. I want her to accept my Babe today. I know that if she doesn't, it will crush Stephanie.

We arrive at my parents, last, as usual. I help Steph out of the car, and we enter the already crowded and loaded house. Even though my family has met Stephanie before, this is her first holiday. They all crowd around Steph, making sure to say hello and welcome her to the family. Ten minutes after we arrive, the kids are ripping the paper off their gifts. The kids start, the same as in Plum house, and once they start playing with their new toys, the adults dig in, only from youngest to the oldest. Once my three sisters and brother Javier with their spouses are finished, it is Stephanie's turn. My cousin, Lester, picked Stephanie. No wonder he kept asking her what she wanted. Finally, he said he came up with the perfect gift. Stephanie opened up the box, a jewelry box, to find a charm bracelet with a Batman, Wonder Woman, and Batgirl charms on it. The Batman charm represents me, the Wonder Woman charm Stephanie, and the Batgirl, Julie. Stephanie loved it and gave Lester a big hug. I went next and opened a gift from my brother-in-law Tomas, Mariela's husband. He gave me a new pocket knife. It's one I've been eying. Tomas runs the Boston Rangeman office and knows me well. I got a $500 spa gift certificate for Celia, which she loved. Finally, after what seemed like forever, it was Abuela Rosa's turn.

Stephanie has spent the last month calling my sisters, my brother, my mother, and Ella, asking them about Abuela Rosa and the family. I wasn't quite sure why. But when Abuela opened the box, I saw a beautiful quilt with a Cuban scene. Stephane told Abuela to turn it around. When she did, she saw our family tree, starting with her parents and Abuelo Rico's parents. All of her children, grandchildren, great-grandchildren, siblings, nieces, and nephews are on the tree.

"I found an artisan who made these online. She said that anytime there is a birth, you can give her a call and she'll come to you to add the new name to the tree. She will fly to you, wherever you are at the time." Stephanie told my Abuela.

Abuela looked into Stephanie's eyes, the look at me, before talking to me in Spanish, "my stupid grandson, what took you so long to claim this beautiful woman, a woman who took time to get to know me, to know what would make me truly happy. You better keep her happy, because, I swear, my favorite grandson, if you ever hurt her, I will beat you with my shoe!" Abuela than turned to Stephanie, "My dear, the first time I met you I knew you were the only one for my Carlito." I cringe at her nickname for me. "Ssh. Just because you're a big bad ex-Army bounty hunter doesn't mean that you will not always be my Carlito. Treat him well and give him your love. I promise, if you do, you'll live a very long, happy life with my grandson. I can't wait for your wedding, my granddaughter."

The rest of my family was stunned by what Abuela said to Stephanie. She accepted her and blessed our wedding before we provided her with great-grandchildren. I heart swelled with pride for my Babe. "I can't wait to be a part of your family. You all understand me and accept me the way my family never did and never could. I am so grateful for your support and love."

"Estefania, you are a special woman, one who should fly. You would be horrible for my Javier, but for a man like Carlito, or even Lester, you are the perfect woman. You don't want a man who has a nine to five job, living a safe life in the suburbs with two kids in tow. You want adventure; you want excitement. If Dios is to bless you with children, you will love them, support them, and allow them to fly. I know if you chose to become a mother you will be a great mother. I know that my Julie already loves you. Never change who you are, because you are perfect."

By the end of Abuela Rosa's speech, Steph has tears falling down her face. My mother announces for use to got to the table to eat. I embrace Stephanie, allowing her to compose herself before joining the others at the table. I know, in my heart, that no matter how horrible yesterday was and how miserable my future mother-in-law is, my family will always love Stephanie. I am comforted knowing that if anything were to happen to me, the Manosos would always welcome Stephanie home.

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Author's Note: I know I promised this the day after Christmas, but I couldn't picture the scene. I did not have this beta'd, so all mistakes are mine. Please R and R as always. Still diligently working on "The Night." It's coming along nicely. Anyway, hope you enjoy!