*****I wrote this scene for another chapter, but then everybody seemed to be enjoying the sexual tension so much that I decided to save it. So……here's a little smut for ya!!! Thanks Angie for the banana split – you are the greatest beta!! Don't own them and am not making any money from them.

Chapter 7

"Sleepy, Grumpy and …Babe?"

After her sugary concoction, Stephanie was so 'sleepy' that she could hardly keep her eyes open. The emotional roller coaster of the past several days had zapped all of her reserves. She barely remembered shuffling to bed, stripping and curling into Ranger's warm naked body.

She woke to the morning light streaming through the curtain, something poking in her back and a 'grumpy' disposition. Without looking at Ranger, she headed toward the bathroom, starting the shower. She wanted to bang her head against the wall when Ranger followed. His philosophy was that they would suffer together.

She wanted to weep at the sight of the soap sliding down his washboard abs towards what looked like a very painful erection. With nerves that were stretched to near breaking, she avoided his hypnotic touch. She toweled dry and played 'doc' by helping him with a dry bandage. She groaned inwardly, watching him swagger out the door, sex appeal oozing from his pores.

She wiped the steam from the mirror, noticed the circles under her eyes and then sneezed about seven times in a row. She wondered briefly why she was so 'sneezy' this morning. Then she had a 'dopey' thought that maybe she was allergic to her sex withdrawals.

A fleeting thought of taking matters into her own hands floated through her brain. She immediately dismissed the idea. Ranger was in the other room and she would be mortified at him knowing that she was in the bathroom masturbating. The sad thing was that for the past two days she'd been wracking her brain for a position that would make it possible for them to have sex.

Each position was vetoed in her fantasy because……well, to be blunt Ranger was entirely too aggressive for any position to work. When Ranger made love, he was everywhere, hands, mouth, arms, and legs were all used to bring her pleasure. She sighed, nope, not going to work until his body has healed completely. Letting out an aggravated growl, she went to get dressed.

There he sat on the bed, still wrapped in his towel, giving her a look of love and desire. He crooked his finger at her and she went to him, still a little 'bashful' of their new found relationship.

After a toe-curling kiss, she turned to get herself dressed, but found he still held her arm. She gave him a questioning look, but he just gently pulled her to sit on his lap.

"Babe, straddle my leg and lean back against my chest….carefully on my uninjured side."

"Ranger…what?…" He silenced her with a kiss and then whispered huskily in her ear, "Babe, I'm going to help you with your little problem."

She struggled to sit up and resist, but he held her tight with one arm as he parted her towel with the other. She was still a bit uncomfortable and tried to protest.

She heard his plea, "Let me….just let me pleasure you, love you", and she gave herself over to his ministrations. She moaned when his fingertips brushed her curls.

His lips moved silkily over her neck as he branded her as his, marking the delicate skin at her neck. He swirled his finger around her clit, feeling her tremble with desire. Her towel fell away to expose her breasts, nipples dark with arousal.

He brushed his knuckles against her erect nipples, catching her moan in his mouth. Sliding his finger in her wetness brought his own moan. "Babe, I love the feel of you."

Her head fell back to his shoulder as he stroked, increasing the pressure between her walls. She poured into his hand with her first release, nearly weeping as his teeth scraped her pulse point.

He rolled her nipple between his fingertips and stroked her down, before he started the onslaught again. She was slick and two fingers slid easily into her burning center. Crooking his finger, he found her throbbing G-spot and her control snapped.

Writhing in his arms, her orgasm burst free as he hit the spot that sent colors shooting wildly beneath her eyelids. She chanted his name over and over. But he wasn't finished with her.

He swirled her wetness from top to bottom, massaging her forbidden area. He wanted to bring her the ultimate release, but was worried he would put her off with his carnal desires. Instead he thrust three fingers in her tight wet pussy, desperate to feel her come unglued. Pumping wildly he brought her to the brink and then soothed her down again, only to do it again and again.

She heard someone scream when she shattered, only dimly aware that it was her. When he tried to stroke her clit, she batted his hand away. "Hurts……so, good."

He was persistent and stroked gently the throbbing nub, saying thickly, "Easy, baby, ride it out." When he felt her skin quiver, he knew that the orgasm had released her from the sexual torment of the past several days. Smiling against her forehead, he slowly kissed his way down her face, following the trail of her emotional tears.

Stephanie melted boneless against him, bringing her arms up to drape around his neck, then thread her fingers through his silky hair. She wanted to return the favor, but had never been aggressive with him before. The desire to pleasure him overruled her shyness.

He was enjoying the feel of her in his arms when she slid down to her kneel in front of him. His brow furrowed then shot up when he realized what she was doing. He tried to pull her up saying, "Babe, you don't……", then sucked a big breath of air when she closed her warm mouth over him.

His sharp inhale and the strained "fuck" he rasped, thrilled and prodded her. She swirled her tongue around the tip of his straining cock. Licking him from base to top, she said in a husky voice, "I want to watch you go over……go over for me." She watched as his eyes went opaque as her mouth took him deep in and out.

Her hand closed over the part that wouldn't fit and she pumped in sync with her mouth. She heard a string of Spanish curses as he gripped the sheets. When she felt that he was close, she backed off, flicking her tongue between the groove at the fat his head of his cock.

"Dios me babe sentir amor o de tu boca en mi polla - por favor, no deje de bebé" His words came out as a growl, deep in his chest, -when he felt her take him in her hot mouth again.

This time when he got close to the edge, she didn't back off. Instead she relaxed her throat and took him deeper and swallowed his hot cum to the sound of him roaring her name.

Getting off her knees, she went to lie with him on the bed. Each was lost in their fulfillment. He rolled, -wrapping his arms around her to carry her with him, so that they spooned against each other.

"Dios, Babe, that was incredible, thank you." There were no words for the gift she had given him by taking him in such an intimate way.

She laughed, "Well, you started it. I thought the least I could do was finish it."

He brushed his hand against her naked hip and smiled contentedly. His smiled turned amused when he heard her stomach growl loudly. Giving her ass a friendly pat, he said "Go finish getting ready Babe and I'll fix us something to eat. I think we missed breakfast, how does BLT's sound?"

She didn't want to move but her stomach was demanding she get up. Giving him a quick kiss, she headed toward the bathroom, before replying, "You know I'll eat anything as long as it isn't twigs and bark."

Smiling, he pulled on some shorts, noticing that the tension in his neck was gone. He went to the kitchen and began to prepare brunch. He thought about their morning interlude and shook his head. He'd always thought that given the right circumstance, she'd be a hell-cat in bed. Rubbing the bite mark on his thigh, he thought, she'd definitely been adventurous today. He enjoyed sex in every way and hoped that she would be open to some of his less conventional ideas in the bedroom.

She couldn't wipe the goofy grin off her face. Very 'happy' she whistled all the way to the kitchen. She grabbed him around the waist on her way the fridge, giving him an affectionate squeeze.

"Babe, Snow White?" He asked with a smile in his voice because he was sure which dwarf she was right now.

"Yep, hit all seven dwarves this morning, but I'm pretty satisfied with the one I've landed on. Cause, now……I'm very happy!" She gave a gentle punch to his upper arm when he flashed his wolf grin, before reaching around him to grab her sandwich.

After eating and cleaning up, Stephanie packed a bag of clothes, towels, and sunscreen, while Ranger got together a cooler of drinks and snacks. When Stephanie saw him carrying the cooler, she rolled her eyes. Not wanting to bruise his ego, she made a pretense of checking the contents and then casually shifted the cooler into her grasp.

Ranger looked like he wanted to object, but then decided not to ruin the relaxed mood that they were both in. Making his way down the winding stairs, he was glad that he didn't have the extra baggage.

He hated feeling weak, but knew that wounds in the stomach took time to heal.

As Stephanie checked the gauges on the boat, Ranger set them loose from the dock. He watched as she navigated the cove and took off toward the direction she had driven the day before. He settled back to enjoy the view…… and the scenery too.

He thought the view was excellent as his eyes traveled her long legs, noticing the color she had gotten on her excursion yesterday. Her white shorts barely skimmed the top half of her thighs. Moving his eyes upward, he took in the way her breasts barely bounced in her snug tank top.

He felt a tug of possessiveness when his eyes fell on the purplish mark he had left on her shoulder. Mine. It echoed in his brain as he reached out to take her hand.

With excitement lighting her eyes, she gave him a warm smile as her hair whipped wildly about her face.

The usual tingle of excitement ran through her, when she felt his eyes on her. She knew if she looked closely, his eyes would be dark and dilated with desire. Enjoying the feel of the power behind the wheel, she spared him a glance and a smile.

The sight of his flawless body always left her breathless. The man was like a walking dessert. You just wanted to dive right in and devour him……like this morning. Yum. He flexed and stretched out his dark, toned legs, making her want them wrapped around her.

Ranger hadn't paid much attention to their direction or the scenery, until the boat dipped, water sprayed his face and Stephanie eased back on the throttle. When he took survey of his surroundings, he was pleasantly surprised with her choice. She pulled into a deep cove that was secluded from the busy waterway.

Each side was encompassed by arching trees whose branches hung low, nearly touching the water's surface. The cove led into a nook where the sandy shore was made for a lover's interlude. Off to the side, a waterfall cascaded over moss covered rock. Stephanie beached the boat as if she had been doing it all of her life, jumping at the last minute to tie off to a tree.

"Babe, how did you find this in the fifteen minutes you were gone yesterday?" He asked with surprise.

She gave him an eye roll, "You know me, lucky, I guess." She shrugged her shoulders and began to strip to her barely there bathing suit. "I've been dying, since yesterday, to play in this waterfall."

Ranger stretched out a blanket and sat back to watch her play. This was what he had been missing in his life. Ranger knew that he didn't make enough time in his life for recreation. He a made a silent promise to himself that they would come back this spot, before returning to the real world and spend the day playing……together. Today though, he just wanted to watch as she splashed and swam in the cool water.

She came back and plopped down on the blanket, dripping wet and making his mouth water. Immediately she started rummaging around in the bag, her hand coming out with a brush. She gave him a look of surprise when he took the brush from her hand and motioned for her to sit between my legs.

His gentle strokes through her hair were intimate, intoxicating and sent a zing south. "Oh, God, Ranger that feels heavenly."

"Babe." If she moaned one more time, he thought he would lose control. The combination of the sweet sounds she made and her lush body encompassed in next to nothing was driving him insane. He pulled her back, so that they lay stretched out. He continued to stroke through her hair with his fingers until he felt her breathing level out. Since she was asleep, he decided to rest his eyes and enjoy the feel of his woman in his arms.