***Don't own anything – Not making any money!! ***Smut warning*** Angie, what can I say but, thank you, thank you and thank you. Babe, you're the greatest!

He laughed softly at her thoughts mirroring his own, "La Tierra se movie. And it did for me too."

During the night, they woke several times, reaching out for the other, pleasuring, taking, and giving. Each time they made love was soft and sensuous as they merged into one beating heart.

Chapter 2
"The Trip Home – Part 2"

She struggled towards consciousness to find Ranger sitting on the bed in just his silk boxers holding a steaming cup of coffee. She blinked at the vision he made holding out the cup of liquid energy for her. All those hard muscles rippled on his bare, slick chest as he moved closer to her. It was hard to imagine that the Cuban Sex God was now all hers.

He leaned down to her, brushing his lips across hers, then running the tip of his tongue along her bottom lip, murmuring, "Morning, Babe."

A sharp shiver ran down her spine, but she managed a husky, "Morning, Ranger. Now, gimme." She inhaled the rich aroma and drank deeply. Feeling human again, she set her coffee aside and started to pull him back into bed.

"Uh uh, I've got a surprise for you." The lust and love was evident in his beautiful brown eyes.

This was her husband's 'pure sex' look and she knew whatever he had planned, she was going to enjoy it immensely. That sultry look would have her following him just about anywhere, so she let him pull her from the bed naked.

He gave her an eyebrow when she didn't dash for something to cover herself. She just shrugged her shoulders, deciding that anything she put on what just going to be removed momentarity. He led her to the bathroom and she melted at the sight before her. He had run her a bath in the Jacuzzi tub. Holding her hand, he helped into the tub and got an even bigger surprise when he began removing his boxers to join her.

He slid in behind her and pulled her tight against a rather impressive erection, "Seems you have more than one surprise for me this morning." She moaned as her body melted against his chest and pushed her ass against his erection.

He chuckled low, "I thought this would be a nice way to relax before starting the long drive home." He pushed a button on the side of the tub and the jets began swirling the hot water around their bodies.

His hands moved to her shoulders, kneeding the sore muscles from their late night activities. "I feel like you're buttering me up for something with all this pampering."

"I like pampering my wife. Lean your head back, Babe. I want to wash your hair." He couldn't resist the luxurious feel of the thick mass of her curls in his hands. He combed his hands through her tresses and smiled knowingly at her moans. Next to being buried inside her, this was one of his favorite things to do.

As he rinsed her hair, her breasts jutted out of the steamy water, causing his own groan at the sight of her arched high in the air. His hand strayed from his work to brush her peaked nipple. He felt her shiver in response. He applied conditioner before getting down to his real mission.

He adjusted her so that she was on her side cradled against his chest, her head resting in the crook of his neck. Once he had her where he wanted her, he continued to massage her arms, down to her hips and then her thighs.

She felt loose and limber by the time his hand found its' final destination and nearly wept with joy when he began to stroke her inner folds. She adjusted her foot to rest on the side of the tub to allow him greater access. His other hand pulled tighter around her back to reach her breast. He rolled her nipple while he increased the pressure at her center.

When he lifted her, using the finger inside her, to suck the other nipple into his mouth, she moaned, "Oh, God, yes." He added another finger into her slick pussy and stroked her clit with his thumb. His fingers curved inside her making the universal come here motion, stroking that special place and taking her over the edge.

He kissed her softly on her chest, neck and forehead. Then he held her close to his body as she savored the aftershocks of her climax, while leaning his head against the back of the tub with a satisfied smile on his face.

When she recovered from the orgasm that rocked her to the core, she looked up at him, "You look mighty pleased with yourself, Batman."

Never opening his eyes, he replied with the same self-satisfied smile in place, "I am. I enjoy pleasuring my woman."

She smiled wickedly, before sitting back on her haunches. She ran her hands under his ass and lifted his lower body out of the water, "My turn to pleasure my man."

Her grin widened at his sharp intake of breath as her mouth closed over just the tip of his pulsing cock. She swirled her tongue around the fat head, sucked it between her lips and then descended down the entire length. With her upward stroke, she moved so that her knees rested underneath his sculpted ass to support his weight.

He groaned out loud when her hands found his nipples, tweaking them as she sucked as much of him as she could into her warm, wet mouth. He felt as though she was worshipping him with her tender care. As her strokes increased, he felt his balls tighten. He buried his hands in her saturated hair and had to control the urge to push down on her head.

She reached up and placed her hand on top of his, signaling for him to increase the pressure and guide her movements. Dear God, in heaven, he couldn't believe that she was giving him permission to do the one thing that was every man's desire. He lost every ounce of control and began to pump wildly into her mouth, holding her head firm between his large strong hands. Repeatedly, he fucked her mouth, slamming to the very back of her throat. And she took it all as she moaned in delight at his uninhibited thrusts. He felt her throat relax even more and he shouted, "Oh, God, Stephanie,….fuck yeah," just before releasing his hot seed, coating the back of her throat.

She didn't back off; she wanted to swallow him whole. As his cum, coated the inside of her mouth, she swallowed and continued to suck until he lay shivering in her arms. She held him tenderly, resting her head against his stomach, pressing soft kisses to his navel.

He blinked several times and shook his head, trying to clear the cobwebs. "Shit, I'm pretty sure that I had a doomsday orgasm. Where the hell did that come from?" He felt her chuckle and then sigh deeply.

"I told you that I wanted to pleasure you." She looked up at him, taking in his face, washed completely with satisfaction. "It seems that I did my job well." She slid out from under him and slithered up his body, pleased to feel him immediately harden against her stomach.

Ranger gave her a predatory look, pulled her in for a hard kiss, ""Well", is not exactly the word that I'd use. In fact, I don't think there are words for what you just did. Even the word 'extraordinary' wouldn't cover it."

He flipped her to her back and tilted her head into rinse the conditioner from her hair. With her hair finished, they rose from their cooling bath and bent to retrieve their towels. She grabbed two towels, using one to wrap her hair turban style and the other around her body tucking the edge between her breasts.

He couldn't believe that after the orgasm he'd just had that he was ready for her again, but it would seem he was insatiable when it came to her. With his towel hanging loosely aroung his hips, he backed her against the wall, delighting at her desire filled eyes.

Their chests heaved against each other as his mouth descended on hers. He tugged the towel loose from between her breasts, desperate to feel her bare skin against his chest. He lifted her and she immediately swung her legs around his waist, which pushed her hot center into his stomach. Leaning down he sucked first one and then the other nipple into his mouth, drawing deeply on each.

Her head fell back against the wall, untangling the towel from her head. She was already in a state when he carried her from the bathroom and laid her against the curved back of the chaise lounge. Her skin burned as he made a path down her torso with his tongue and kneeled between her legs, ready to pay homage to her most sensitive parts.

Ranger licked her sweet nectar from her already dripping pussy. He worked her thoroughly with his fingers until she was writhing in ecstasy. He took in the sight of her arched over the back of the lounge, her head hanging over the edge and he couldn't wait another minute to claim her. He plunged into her hard, deep and fast, reveling in her gasp of delight.

She gripped the sides of the lounge to hold herself in place; she knew she was in for a long ride after his recent orgasm. As he tortured her nipples with his hands and mouth, she gloried in the pounding that he was giving her. He seemed to be in no hurry to find his release as he traded a rosy nipple in favor of stroking her throbbing nub. With his long fingers, he massaged her clit gently at first, then increased the pressure, pressing firm, then with a single flick, a million stars instantly exploded behind her eyelids.

And yet, he continued his assault on her body and senses, leaning over to graze his teeth over the hard nub of one nipple. Her body tightened around his cock and he knew she was close, ready to go over again.

Without thinking or asking permission, because he was incapable of it, he slid one hand under her coating his finger with her juices. When she didn't seem to object to his direction, he circled her tight hole. He felt her inner muscles clench with the upcoming orgasm and made his move, sliding a finger in her tight entrance.

Blinding white light exploded through her and she screamed with the intensity of the orgasm that overtook her.

When she came back to consciousness, he was cradling her in his arms smoothing the hair from her face. She took in the tender look and then burrowed into his chest with embarrassment.

"Baby, look at me." When she reluctantly faced him, he continued, "That was nothing to be embarrassed about, it was beautiful the way you embraced the pleasure that I wanted to give you. Between a man and wife, there's nothing wrong with taking and giving pleasure, or experimenting with more carnal desires. But, if you didn't like it or you're not comfortable with anything that I do, then tell me and I won't do it or try to pressure you into it again, okay?"

The sincerity of his words made her think hard about how she really felt. It was hard to explain to him her reluctance to venture into eroticism, but she knew she had to try and explain it to him as best she could. "Ranger, I know there's nothing wrong with it and you should never doubt that you've given me pleasure. It's just that…when I was married to the Dick, he made it all feel so dirty and then on top of that, there's my Catholic upbringing that comes into play. I know I 'm rambling, but I don't want you to feel like you can't try new things with me and ask me for something that might pleasure you."

He squeezed her tight, knowing that it had been difficult for her to discuss such intimate matters, but they'd always been honest with each other. It was one of the many things he loved so much about her. Her willingness to let him try 'new' tricks with her touched him on a more primal level as well.

She felt him hardening against her leg and looked at him astonished. "Good grief, you're insatiable this morning."

He laughed lightly, "Always for you, but I'm afraid if we don't get up and get ready, we'll never make it to Trenton today. As much as I'd like to stay here a few more days, I'm afraid that isn't possible. I have a meeting in the morning that Tank's been putting off since we've been gone."

They got dressed, packed and were in the lobby checking out when a twinge of sadness crept over her at the quick end to their honeymoon.

On the way to the truck, Ranger wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her in close. "Babe, this wasn't our honeymoon; it was our wedding night. I have several accounts that I have to take care of and some business at my other branches that can't be put off. When that's all taken care of, we're going to have a real honeymoon. Sadly, it will have to be put off until after Christmas. I know that's six months off, but I also thought that around January, you'd be ready to go someplace warm. I know how much you enjoy the beach and had planned to spend the entire month of January lounging about with my wife in a tropical setting."

She knew how busy Ranger was and understood that he had to take care of his business. His plans actually made a lot of sense and she couldn't wait to spend an entire month with just him and the beach. "That sounds perfect, it'll be something to look forward to. I understand completely that you have to take care of your company. Thanks for always knowing what I need."

"It's what I need too. The next few months are going to difficult, with us learning to adjust to each other's life. We both have work to do and we'll need to spend time with our families. By the time January rolls around, I figure we'll both be ready to ditch the whole lot and run away again." He kissed her and buckled her into the truck, before walking around to his side.

She smiled, leaned over and kissed him on the cheek, happy to go home with her husband.

The trip was long and tedious and Ranger refused to let her drive. His explanation was that she had driven him the entire way to the cabin without stopping for the night or resting, so he figured it was his turn. She had a sneaking suspicion that he just enjoyed being back in control again. Really, it didn't bother her too much, since she was so tired from the incredible orgasms she'd had this morning.

Stephanie had been dozing, when she felt the truck ease to a stop. She blinked her eyes open to find that Ranger had pulled into a secluded area off the side of the road. The truck was completely hidden in a wooded area. She assumed that he just wanted to get out and stretch his legs, so she hopped out to do the same. She opened the back door of the truck and started to rummage around in her bag for something to snack on.

She was totally shocked when Ranger came in from behind her, rubbing against her ass and reaching around to fondle her breasts. He was hard as a rock as he ground into her from behind.

"Babe, the sounds you make in your sleep drive me crazy enough, but when you started to fondle me, I couldn't take it anymore." He expertly unsnapped and unzipped her jeans and had his hand down the front before she could even blink an eye.

Her knees buckled when he squeezed her clit with the v between two fingers and then slid them into the gush of wetness that the sensation had caused. He ran his other hand under her t-shirt and stroked her nipple through her bra. His mouth found her neck and she leaned her head to the side to give him better access to the skin that yearned to be caressed with those soft lips.

He traveled up her delicate neck, sampling the delicious skin as he traveled to her ear. He traced the shell of her ear and then blew in her ear. Her response was to shiver from the feel and then moan with release. "Oh, God, Steph…you drive me fucking mad. If I'm not buried deep inside you in the next two seconds, I'll go insane."

They simultaneously, started to claw at their clothes until both had their pants around their ankles and he was thrusting inside her.

She was so turned on that all she could manage through the lust filled haze was to moan with the pleasure of him filling her completely. Ranger on the other hand didn't seem to have that trouble. Undoubtedly, their venture into voyeurism was a complete turn on for him because he normally only murmured to her in Spanish during sex. Not the case, this time. He was talking 'a lot' and not just talking, but talking dirty. She was so lost in her own lust that she only caught snippets, but what she heard made her even hotter. His 'Fuck, yeah' and 'You're so hot, I just want to fuck you senseless' managed to break the through the fog of her brain causing her to spasm through an orgasm that lasted so long that it turned into another.

After her multiple orgasms, she melted against the backseat of the truck and rode out Ranger's final thrusts. He collapsed on top of her and they both sighed deeply before chuckling at the sight they must make with their asses swinging in the breeze and their pants twisted around their ankles.

Ranger reached under the seat and pulled out a roll of paper towels, unrolling a few. She whimpered at the loss of contact as he pulled himself out of her warm heat. Her knees wouldn't support her weight yet, so she just laid there trying to catch her breath. When he cleaned her up and helped her to adjust her pants, it occurred to her how intimate his actions were. She tried hard to conjure up some embarrassment, but couldn't find it within her to protest because his actions were so sweet and tender.

Stephanie turned into his warm embrace and they stood in the seclude alcove and held each other, enjoying the respite from traveling.

"Oh, God, Ranger, if we keep this up, we're going to kill each other." She smiled at his low laugh.

He nuzzled his face into her hair and said quietly. "Yeah, but what a way to go. I, for one, can't seem to get enough of you."

She laughed at how his thoughts mirrored her own. "You know, before we got together, I always thought you were a Cuban Sex God. Now, I know you are. Jesus, I could go again, but I know we have to get back on the road."

He rested his chin on top of her head for a few minutes before helping her back in the truck. As he made his way to the driver's side, he saw her reaching for her pillow and settling herself into her sleeping position. He smiled at how comfortable they had become in such a short time. Pulling back onto the highway, he set the cruise for eighty and settled into his zone. He couldn't wait to get home and share the news of the marriage with his real family, the men who worked with and for him.

He gently rubbed her shoulders and then smoothed back the hair from her face. "Babe, wake up, we're home." He chuckled when she burrowed in closer to his thigh. "C'mon, Babe, don't you want to go tell everyone that we're married?" That got her attention because she was instantly alert and sitting up to adjust her clothes.

When Ranger came around to her side, he took her left hand, joining their fingers and bringing them to his lips for a soft kiss. "Babe, the day shift will already be gone. Do you want to wait till the morning when Lester, Bobby, Hector, and Hal will be here to tell everyone?"

She was immediately disappointed, but he was right. She didn't want the core team to find out by word of mouth. "Yeah, but can we tell Ella?"

"Sure, Babe. I'll call her and ask her to bring us a late dinner and we'll tell her when she arrives with our food." He took out his phone and left a message for Ella to bring dinner for two to seven and then joined Stephanie in the elevator.

She tried to give him a raised eyebrow when he pulled her into his embrace for the elevator ride. Them showing affection in public was something that both they and Rangemen would have to get used to. He wanted to let everyone know where his heart belonged. She was his woman and he didn't intend for anyone to doubt their feelings for each other, especially a certain cop. Even though she had assured him that Morelli understood that their relationship was over, he couldn't believe that he would give up so easily. He knew he wouldn't have.

They weren't in the apartment five minutes when there was a knock at the door. It was Ella with their meal. "Ranger, Stephanie, it's so good to have the two of you back. I put away Stephanie's clothes and other things. I hope that everything meets your approval, dear."

Stephanie approached Ella and gave her a warm smile. "Everything is great and we have some news to share with you, but you have to keep it a secret, at least until tomorrow."

Ranger grinned at Ella's knowing look as she searched their hands for proof of her suspicions. "Oh, dear, I am so happy for the two of you. Stephanie it will be such a delight to finally have somebody that appreciates real cooking." She gave Ranger a quelling look at him clearing his throat.

Stephanie laughed at their interaction. "I may have to ask you to adopt me when my Mom finds out that I've eloped." They all shared a laugh and Ella made her way to the door.

"Stephanie, I take care of all these men and it will be a privilege to take care of you too. If there's anything you need, all you have to do is give me a call. Now, you two get some rest. Tomorrow will be a big day with your announcement."

Ranger and Stephanie sat down at the bar to eat the delicious food that Ella had brought them. They spent a little time separating out their dirty clothes and hanging up the clean ones, before both decided that they needed to shower and go to bed. It had been a long day and they were both tired.

After their separate showers, they settled down into bed. Stephanie thought that Ranger would want to have sex, especially since she could feel his hard length pressing against her bottom. However, he just pulled her close and buried his face into her neck, breathing deeply of her scent.

"Go to sleep, querida. I know you're tired and Ella's right, tomorrow will be a long day. We have to tell both your parents and mine that we ran off to elope, since that's the cover story we're using for our two week absence. That alone will be enough to test the patience of a Saint."

She yawned mid-laugh and nodded her head in agreement. "Night, Ranger. I love you."

"I love you too, Babe. G'night." He heard her breathing even out and allowed himself to drift to sleep with a content smile on his face.