Disclaimer: All the characters you recognize from the Stephanie Plum books belong to Janet Evanovich. The Inferna Angelus' on the other hand are solely mine as is the tiny terror tiger that rules them.

Chapter 43 – Esme's First Flight

Great Falls, Virginia

Esme came awake out of a deep slumber and felt wonderful; refreshed and somehow deeply relaxed. Getting her bearings and scanning her surroundings, she rejoiced in the fragrance of Bobby's skin, the last subtle remains of his after shave and what she learned was the scent of his arousal. Bobby nestled snug to her back, his arms surrounding her, holding her tight to his body, keeping her safe even in sleep. Surprisingly she didn't feel trapped. Far from it, his warmth and deep even breathing calmed her.

Pictures of the night before flared up in Esme's mind; it had been incredible, beyond words. After they went upstairs to her bedroom, Bobby showed her in all detail just where exactly his plan of shrinking and carrying her around in his pocket had flaws and they made good work of ironing them out. Esme felt giddy just thinking about it. After hours of showing each other their love and affection, Bobby finally pulled their bed on its wheels under the skylight windows and she laid in his arms while they watched the stars above them. They were silent, just caressing each other, and it was comfortable. Esme couldn't remember when the caresses became more exploratory or their lips met in passionate kisses; but at one point she suddenly straddled Bobby's waist and could feel his hard cock pulsing between her legs. It had happened a few times before in the fits of passion they tended to end as soon as they were alone; but every time she had shied away from pursuing the intimate contact. However, last night Bobby gently held her hips so she wouldn't uneasily move away. Ever so slowly, never leaving her eyes, he moved his hips upward. His cock feathery slipped into the wetness between her lips and brushed along her clit. Esme's eyes were blazing, the little dark red flecks in her bright limey yellowish green eyes fiery like dancing flames. Bobby held her eyes, looked for any sign of trepidation; but only found longing. Gently he pushed once more and Esme folded down on to his chest and exhaled deeply.

"I love you, Baby," he cautiously pulled her up so they were face to face. "You know that I would never hurt you, right?"

Esme saw the love shining in his molten chocolate brown eyes nip and tuck with his longing. "I know and I trust you," she signed back at him.

"I want to pleasure you, Baby. I want to make you fly. Where my cock just brushed over that was your clit. It's a bundle of nerves that when stimulated enough sends wonderful shock waves through your body and make you feel like you were soaring high in the sky. The same happens when I'm coming. It feels like no other living thing exists in the world besides the two lovers." Bobby's hands had drawn lazy circles on Esme's back and now traveled upward to cup her face. First nuzzling her, he then kissed her and tried to put all his emotions and devotion to her in this one kiss. Bobby was sure it was the right moment to take this next step. He could see the desire in Emse's eyes, felt her reaction to his sensual touches in his mind. "It's an unrivaled experience that I would like to share with you. I won't enter you; you set the rules, you are the one in charge. Just rub your core along my cock and make us both fly together. When you can't handle it, you simply stop and everything will be fine," he kissed her once more. "Do you want to give it a try?"

Esme felt her heart thumping like a freight train. Yes, yes she wanted it and at the same time she didn't. She was scared, scared that it would hurt, that Bobby would hurt her; but he'd repeatedly said he would never do that and she trusted him. Taking a leap of faith, Esme gulped down her fear, straightened back up and put her hands on Bobby's chest to have some balance. Stiff and tense she moved on his cock; but the wonderful feeling failed to appear.

"Let me help you, Baby," Bobby sighned. Gently he held her hips and changed their angle before pushing his cock up again. Esme's eyes immediately closed and she let Bobby move under her while her breathing got more and more ragged. It was wonderful, beyond words. She could feel muscles tense deep inside her, felt similar muscles tense deep inside Bobby. His desire was racing through her veins neck and neck with her own. Esme was so lost in their combined feelings and arousal that it came as a total surprise when suddenly the muscles in her core unintentionally started to contract again and again. And then Bobby and she were indeed soaring. Somewhere in the background of the thrill of her ecstasy Esme felt Bobby's cock start contracting against her clit just seconds behind her and something warm and slippery spread between their stomachs; but she didn't care. Bobby had her tightly pressed against his chest and kissed her passionately and she felt like she was flying with him.

Back in the here and now, Esme cautiously stretched in Bobby's arms and immediately felt his breathing change. His arms tightened and she could feel a moan vibrating in her back. A few seconds later he started to nuzzle her neck and shoulder, peppering them with tiny kisses along the way.

Good morning, Baby, Esme entwined their fingers and squeezed his hands.

Hmmmmmm, good morning back at you, My Love. How are you? Slowly Bobby turned her in his arms and suckled at the valley between her breasts. Nipping up her neck and along her jaw he finally found her lips.

I feel wonderful.

Bobby smiled against her lips. Me, too. Any doubts about last night?

No, this time it was Esme's turn to smile, just irrevocably smitten with you.

Smitten with me, eh? Bobby lowered his head to her pulse point and sucked hard, making Esme push her breasts into his chest. Am I not a lucky guy? He softened the sting by tenderly licking over the reddening skin. His eyes were blazing with mischief as he looked up again.

I'm pretty sure I'm the lucky one here. Emse smiled. She pushed against his chest and Bobby more than willingly let himself fall on his back.

Locking eyes with him, shoulders rolling, Esme lithesome moved up his body like a stalking cat of prey. She found his lips and forcefully sucked his lower lip between her teeth. With her tongue she trailed along the captivated soft flesh. It was painful and sensual at the same time and Bobby let the air escape from his lungs with a moan. After a minute, Esme let go of his lip and started to follow his jaw with the tip of her tongue. At his ear she sucked in his earlobe and tenderly bit down. The soft skin right behind the little lobe she gently sucked on before travelling down his neck. Bobby was in a state. His breathing was deep, his chest moving up and down as his heart pumped like a bullet train. Esme peeked downward and saw his hard cock nestling between their bodies with a small glistening pearl of wetness on its top. For some reason the sight had her humming with desire. Reverting her attention back to his neck, she started to draw lazy circles with her tongue around his pulse point. The circles slowly got tinier and more and more forceful until she finally bit down, hard.

Bobby growled loudly. The bite hurt and at the same time it was the most arousing he'd ever experienced. Panting he pulled Esme's head back and found her lips for a bruising kiss. He had to get himself back in control; his head was spinning, his cock pulsing with need and his Baby had merely reached his chest. Clenching his teeth and fisting the sheets of their bed, Bobby let Esme continue her explorations. Her hands massaged his pecs starting at his collar bones before working their way down. At his nipples she stopped and just watched him. It made Bobby stir crazy. His nubs were long erected and he just wanted her to fucking suck on them and perhaps biting down. His eyes blazing, he grabbed her naked buttocks and pressed her down on his cock. God, what this woman was doing to him. Esme smiled and something in the way her eyes were dancing alarmed him.

"Why do I get the feeling that I'm in trouble?" Bobby asked while his hands firmly rubbed her thighs.

Cuz you are, Mister, she looked at him astute.

Last night she had the first orgasms of her life and she felt deeply stirred and playful. Authoritative Esme took his hands and entwined their fingers. She leaned forward and placed them next to his head, trapping him. Being immobilized by her turned Bobby so on that he instantly started to pant. Fuck, he'd never been into this dom/sub-shit; but this was hot. Freaking hot. Obviously his Baby felt way more confident when she was in control. Ever so slowly Esme started to brush her lips over his. Their entwined hands still pressed into the mattress right and left of Bobby's head.

Tsk tsk – you like it when I get all bossy on you, don't ya?

Bobby's eyes widened at her forwardness.

Yeah, you like that. I can feel how your blood is pooling in your cock, how he's pulsing between my legs, how your heart is picking up speed by the second.

"Fuck, Baby, you are killing me here," Bobby whispered, his eyes blazing with desire.

No, not yet, and Esme started to nip at his lips from one corner to the other, drawing back whenever Bobby tried to take over.

Uh-oh, you stay still or I stop, she gave his hands a shove into the soft sheets.

First sucking at his upper and under lip, she once more started to make her way along his strong jaw and down his throat. His skin tasted delicious and Esme couldn't get enough of his scent. The whole time she kept their entwined hands aside Bobby's head. Her breasts and hard nipples were brushing along his chest. The feeling send shudders through Esme's body and she rejoiced in the vibrations of the moans she enticed from Bobby. She was playing with him and she felt powerful; unbelievable powerful. When Esme reached his Adam's apple she ever so gently sucked him in. The growl she felt emanating from Bobby made everything in her clench with desire. She loved that she could do that to him, she wanted more of that. Lifting her head she found his eyes on fire – hot molten chocolate burning with desire.

Keep your hands were they are, she commanded cooly and scooted down a bit.

Resting her hands on his pecs, her thumbs started to draw circles around his nipples. First those circles were fairly wide; but soon they got closer until they tightly encircled Bobby's nubs without ever touching them. Bobby was writhing under her. She could feel the desire racing through him to grab her and pull her down on his chest or even better, turn her on her back and then reciprocate the attention; but with iron will he forced himself to keep his hands beside his head. This game of subordination was turning him on to 'the point of no return' as he called it when the need to cum became overwhelming. Bobby had his eyes locked with hers and watched Esme as she lowered her head until she was hovering an inch over his right nipple.

"Baby, please. Please," he whispered and tried to push his chest up; but Esme immediately drew back.

You are begging? Esme smiled down at him before tantalizing slowly let the tip of her tongue travel around the nub.

She pulled her head back and blew softly over the wet skin.

"FUCK!"

Bobby's outburst must have been loud because Esme could feel it in her whole body.

You want to beg again? She baited Bobby.

A low Muerte-like growl was all the answer she got from him. His eyes were no longer molten chocolate; but like liquid lava and Esme felt the precious grip on his control slowly slipping. She dipped down, encircled his nipple again with her tongue before she firmly sucked it in her mouth. In a flash Bobby's hands were around her, holding her tightly while his mouth stormily found her lips for a scorching kiss.

After they came up for air, Esme wordlessly put his hands on her hips. She was long out of her comfort zone; but last night had been like a booster to her confidence. Something was changing in her and she wanted to play some more. Admiring his chiseled body, she put her hands flat on Bobby's abs. The skin was warm and she felt his muscles clench at the contact. Firmly she let her hands glide up and down his abs and side.

So warm, so soft and yet so hard and tough.

Esme marveled at the feeling of his upper body under her hands. When she reached his nipples again, she roughly raked her nails over them.

"Good Lord!" Bobby burst out. "Baby, Baby, please, stop," he begged, "I'm about to cum."

But Esme didn't hear him. She looked at his tiny nubs, enchanted and slowly bent forward. An inch above them she stopped, breathing in the scent of the man she loved, the scent she would recognize beyond millions.

"No, Baby, don't," Bobby whispered and shook his head in panic. Every muscle in his body was tensed to the maximum and he felt his control slipping by the second.

With Bobby's arousal pulsing through her body, Esme leisurely licked over the left nipple, enjoying the taste of his skin before she firmly sucked the little nub into her mouth. It felt amazing, like falling; but without the fear. This time everything in her clenched and surged toward Bobby just as he thrust upward, hard. Waves of arousal were breaking over her head as his cock dove easily into the dripping wetness between her lips and brushed forcefully over her clit. The next thing Esme knew was Bobby on top of her, gripping her in a tight embrace, her legs firmly clasping his waist, while he passionately thrust into her. Esme gripped his hair while she moaned noiselessly. With each thrust Bobby skillful rubbed her clit and brought her higher into the sky. Their bodies were moving in sync, their panting filling the room, as Esme felt the muscles deep inside them clench before an enormous release claimed them. Desperately she clung to Bobby who groaned with each jerk of his groin that sent his warm seed between their convulsing bodies. This was nothing like the night before, this was earth moving. Lovingly Emse nuzzled and kissed Bobby's neck as she let him come down and sink into her cussing like a sailor.

When he finally looked up and cupped her face, his eyes were sparkling. "You little vixen," he smiled and brushed his thumps over her cheeks. "You did this on purpose, don't ya? Playing with me until I'd lose control?"

Esme's smile was facesplitting.

Bobby shook his head and buried it back into Esme's neck and hair.

"We didn't even do anything major," he mumbled incredulous. "This has to stop. I'm a grown man for crying out loud. I can't come at the slightest touch like a fucking teenager."

Esme grabbed the short hair on top of his High and Tight and pulled his head back from her neck so she could see his eyes. They were bright and shining and he was smiling the world's most beautiful smile.

Love ya.

Love ya back, Baby. That … was amazing. You just were amazing.

Office of FBI Deputy Director Clark Green, Washington DC

"Sir," Jarod Moore sat on the opposite site of Clark Green's impressing mahogany desk and looked insistently at his boss. "The information I get from the NSA are very clear-cut. Rangeman will need every man they can get to eliminate the threat. They need to stock up their mission team."

"The mission statement constitutes twelve members and as far as I know, Ranger still has sixteen men in training he can choose from. That's more than enough," Green fixed Moore with a stare that left no room for opposition.

"Sir, I don't want to be disrespectful," Moore looked Green straight in the eyes, "but I disagree. The little intel we gather indicates that they will face a powerful, far-reaching organization in Colombia – otherwise those people wouldn't be able to go international to the extent we know they do. Iran, Libya, North Korea; they all expressed buying interest and to some degree they must be satisfied with the answer they got because according to the NSA and CIA there's an odd silence on the bioweapons market. Rangeman must have as many men on the mission team as possible to succeed at this operation."

Moore was aware that a bigger mission team wasn't in NISE's interest; but it was either that or he saw no chance to get DuPuits' mole back into the team. NISE's headman would have to deal.

Green steepled his fingers under his chin and thought for a moment. He liked Moore. The Executive Assistant Director was a good man, a person of high standing within the FBI. When Moore spoke up, his words usually carried the weight of truth. Ranger was also a good man, one of the best operatives the government had; but something seemed off about him lately. Perhaps additional men were a good idea.

"Your objection is duly noted. I will think about it," Green dismissed the Assistant Director.

Once Jarod Moore was back in his own office he flipped open his cell phone and called DuPuits' number.

"I talked to Green, did my best to convince him that Ranger needs more men. Now we have to wait." Without waiting for a reaction he disconnected.

At Great Falls Button typed away on the keyboard to save and mark the call he just overheard over the bug in Moore's office. It seemed that NISE was in some kind of difficulties.

Rangeman, Trenton, New Jersey

Gym, 2nd floor…

Junior's cell was ringing just as he finished spotting Willow.

"Talk."

"When Ranger orders you back to the mission team," the voice of his unknown contact said, "you will comply without conditions." The line went dead.

Junior didn't look around to check whether somebody was watching him. He knew better than that. Putting his cell back onto his towel he walked over to the free weights. Last night he checked the bank account that was set up in his name. Two hundred and fifty thousand Dollars were resting snug and warm on the Caymans, waiting for him. The same amount would follow as soon as he called the memorized number and left a message on an answering machine that the mission team had left the country. Ranger was going down and didn't have the slightest clue.

Ranger's office, 4th floor…

The phone ringing brought Ranger out of his train of thought. Irritated he stared at the annoying blare. Why couldn't people leave him the fuck alone?

"Talk," he grumbled into the receiver.

"This is Green. About the mission: As far as I remember you started the preps with twenty men. What happened to the four missing team members?"

Ranger felt the irritation in him rise. What the fuck. Taking a deep breath he tried to reign in his anger. Green had been his business partner on many operations; he had to save his face in front of the FBI Deputy Director.

"Robert Brown opted out for private reasons. Howard Mansion, jun. disobeyed direct orders. Alec Alvarez was called away for another operation and Aaron Mitchell had a fatal accident," Ranger listed calmly.

"I understand. You will get Brown and Mansion back on the team. There are no such things as private reasons when it comes to government work. Regarding the disobedience I'm sure you'll find suitable measures to take care it won't happen again. I will see what I can do about Alvarez," Greene ordered imperious. "Did I make myself clear?"

"Yes, sir."

Before Ranger could ask why, the call was disconnected.

"FUCK!" he angrily smashed the receiver back onto the phone. He neither wanted Bobby back on the team nor Junior. He didn't really care for Junior, soon enough Tank would find a reason to terminate the man's contract with Rangeman; but Bobby was another story. Ranger felt betrayed by his partner and friend. Bobby had been there in the past when shit hit the fan with Jean Ellen Burrows. The name still left a more than foul taste in Ranger's mouth. Bobby knew the story. Ranger didn't expect anything else from his good-for-nothing cousin Lester than running after that IA-cunt; but Bobby … he had never thought Bobby would betray him like that. He didn't ever want to see that imposter ever again. Standing up, Ranger took one of the chairs in front of his desk and roaring with wrath threw it against the opposite wall.

A/N: Happy New Year to all my loyal readers out there. Sorry, this chapter took so long - I hope you agree it was worth the wait. The next one will be HUGE, seven to eight thousand words, with lots of mission related stuff. You'll also get a first glimps at what could be the reason behind Ranger's irrational behavior. Please understand that writing and editing such a long chapter takes time - I hope not more than two weeks. You all have a nice time. C U later, Babes.