***Not mine…but a girl can hope. Things are starting to get weird. Obviously Diesel showing up proves that there is something outside of the norm going on. ***

Chapter 3: The Fuckery Increases (Note: Contains some sexual situations.)

I pulled out my phone, my ass still planted in a very uncomfortable Ram's lap. I searched for Diesel, which I had put under the moniker Sexy Xmas and pressed dial.

"Sexy Xmas, huh?" Ram whispered in my ear, his silent laughter sending small waves through me.

The line clicked and before I could say a word there was a loud crash, some swearing and a shriek of what sounded like a chimp.

"Diesel?" I said, pulling the phone tighter to my ear as I waited for him to get on the line

"Jesus…sorry about that." Diesel's voice rang into the phone, making me wince. "I'll be there in 2 seconds." He disconnected.

"What did he say?" Ranger asked, pulling me to my feet and out of Ram's lap.

"He said…"

"Did you miss me, Sexy?" Diesel's voice echoed off the walls. Chairs screeched and guns drew as the Rangemen scrambled secure the intruder.

I turned, and my mouth fell open. Diesel was standing in the middle of the control room wearing nothing but a towel. A very tiny towel at that. In fact it really didn't take much looking to see that it wasn't covering anything.

"Always, Diesel." I strode to him, and wrapped my arms around his neck. He hugged me back, pulling my feet up off the ground.

"Shit." Tank grunted. "Stand down. We know this clown."

"Babe." Ranger's voice was close, but not so close that I could see him. I turned slightly, still in Diesel's grasp. He was standing a few feet away, hands on hips. "Why don't we take this little reunion up to seven? Having a naked man standing in my control room holding my Babe is really doing a job on my ego."

"Lost the towel?" I asked, knowing the answer. He nodded and sighed. "Let's go up to the seventh floor, Diesel. We can chat and you can tell me why you were surrounded by body parts."

"Sounds good. I heard that Ranger's sheets were amazing." Diesel scooped me up and started walking to the elevator. "Wanna give them a go?"

"The fuck you will." Ranger growled, hurrying after us. He slipped into the elevator just before the doors were to close and pressed seven. "I have some clothes you can put on. Then we can figure out why the fuck you're here."

"Sweet." Diesel chimed in. "Then can I have a go at your sheets?" He leaned over and nipped the tip of my ear.

Ranger stiffened, and clenched his fists.

"Diesel, why don't you put me down before you make Ranger kill you?"

"Nah." He winked just as the doors opened. "I like riling him up. It's fun."

Ranger stalked out of the elevator, and opened the door. The moment Diesel walked in, he pointed to the floor. I wiggled trying to remove myself from his grip, but Diesel held fast. Instead, he strode over and plopped down on Ranger's leather sofa keeping me curled up on his lap.

"I like what you did with the place Manoso." He said, playing with the end of my ponytail.

"Diesel, I'm not in the mood for your shit." Ranger was starting to lose his cool. He reached out and pulled me quickly out of Diesel's arms. "You need to start talking." Glancing down he winced, and looked to the ceiling. "And for fuck's sake..why are you always naked."

Ranger walked into his bedroom, still holding my hand. I sat down on the bed while he grabbed a pair of sweatpants. We walked out to find Diesel sprawled out sleeping on the sofa.

"Shit." Ranger tossed the sweats on the coffee table and covered him with a blanket. "I'm gonna have to get a new couch."

I laughed, pulling Ranger towards me and wrapping up in his arms. "It's okay. I bet Lester will take it. He's into that kind of stuff." I kissed him softly. "Plus, you don't use that sofa often anyway." My stomach took this moment to growl loudly.

"Let's feed the beast. I won't be able to wake him up anytime soon anyway." He smiled. "How about we go someplace different tonight?"

"Sure."

Three hours later, Ranger was walking me up to my apartment. We had stopped at McDonald's, which surprised the crap out of me. He claimed that when Diesel was in town he ended up craving junk food and getting ass cramps. I did offer to massage any cramps that may come about, which of course was met with darkened eyes and hot kisses. I managed to peel myself away from him, knowing that it would lead to many more rounds of Ranger induced orgasms. Which are amazing, but I would like to be able to walk in the morning. He agreed, and came in to do a sweep of my apartment before kissing me good night.

I locked up, showered and staggered into my bedroom in a towel. It had been a long day, and after the hot water from the shower I was really feeling it. I laid down, still towel clad just to rest for a moment.

I awoke brain fuzzy, and body warm with a large arm curled around my naked waist. I wiggled slightly and groaned. There was definitely a large naked man spooning me. I could feel something hard poking me, and while I was irritated by his intrusion, it sent a flush of heat from my head straight to my doodah. I closed my eyes trying to refocus my mind on something less sinful when Diesel shifted slightly and got up on one elbow.

"Morning Sexy." Diesel purred, lifting the edge of the sheet that was around us. "I liked coming to bed with you like this last night."

My mouth was dry, and when I opened my mouth to speak nothing came out. Thoughts of grabbing his face and mounting him filled my mind, causing a flush to creep over my body. I bit my lip and closed my eyes trying to rid myself of the images my brain was insisting on showing me. I groaned when my oh so amazing imagination flashed yet another sexy image in my head.

"Steph, you may want to cut it back to PG-13 or I won't be able to resist myself." He whispered in my ear, his breath hot and moist. My breath hitched and my heart sped up. Another image flashed through my mind. He breathed in quickly. "You do know I can see all that, right?"

I opened my eyes. He was leaning over me, eyes dark. I nodded, opened my mouth to speak and yet still nothing. I looked at his lips, and involuntarily nibbled on my own. They were perfect, and I couldn't stop looking at them thinking about how they would feel on my own….or other places.

"Fuck, Steph." He put his forehead against mine and breathed deeply. "It's really hard to tell if you..."

I cut him off pressing my mouth against his. He stilled, until I ran my tongue across his bottom lip and bit down gently. This seemed to break his resistance. His kisses were deep, his hands reaching around me pulling him tightly to him. I arched my back and circled my legs around him bringing him closer. I could feel him hard and hot against me. I ground myself against him, causing him to growl into my mouth.

The heat that swelled up inside of me seemed almost unbearable. It was like I was on fire. I wanted more, now. A small voice in the back of my head screamed for me to see what I was doing, but the fire was too big.

"Please." I whispered my eyes clenched shut, pulling him closer to me and pressing my hips into his.

"Steph, are you sure?" Diesel was nearly breathless. "Open your eyes, Steph."

After a few moments, I slowly opened my eyes. I stared into Diesel's dark brown eyes and the fire sparked hotter inside me. I reached between us and gently began stroking him, and kissing his neck.

"Please." I whispered again, nipping at the sensitive spot behind his ear. Diesel groaned, and pulled my hands away and over my head. "Please, Diesel, I'm so hot. Please."

That voice in the back of my head was screaming again quietly. It was almost like being in a large room with a large group of people and trying to hear someone talking at the other end. I ignored it, instead focusing on the fact that I wanted something and he wasn't giving it to me.

"Steph, while I hate to say it I don't think you really want to do this." Diesel's voice was dejected. "Look at me and tell me that you really want to do this."

I took a deep breath. That voice was buzzing around like a fly in the back of my mind. Tell him whatever you have to, I thought. I opened my eyes and focused on his.

"Diesel, I want to do this. "I tried to maintain some sense of calm, trying to avoid the heat piercing through me. He looked at me closely, eyebrows knitted together. "Please, I want to do this."

He let go of my wrists, but still kept a wary eye on me. He sat back a little, putting some space between him and me. I began to pant. The heat was burning too hot. I closed my eyes again and took a deep breath again and opened them.

"Steph?"

"It's so hot Diesel." I whimpered. "It hurts."

I felt the bed dip slightly away from me as Diesel reached for something. I opened my eyes. He was lying back reaching for his cell phone on the bedside table. Without thinking, I flipped a leg over his waist and straddled him. He had his phone to his ear and a shocked look on his face.

"Steph, get off." He whispered. I heard a voice on the other end of the phone. I groaned, closing my eyes and rubbed myself against him.

"Please, Diesel." My voice was barely over a whisper.

"Shit." Diesel grabbed my hips, forcing me to stop moving. I whimpered. There was a loud noise from the phone followed by a crash. "Stephanie!"

"It burns." I whimpered over and over again. My brain was not able to focus on anything but the fire spreading throughout me, consuming me. I felt my body lift up and be pressed against something hard and smelling delicious. "Ranger." I whimpered. "Make it stop. Please. It hurts."

"You fucking dick." Ranger growled. There was a sickening crunch, a groan and the whole world went dark.

**Now that are you fully confused…I'll take a break. I know...i know…two chapters in one night. Especially on a story that was supposed to be a short. Oh well.