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Chapter 9

I glanced around and noticed that I couldn't see any other properties in the vicinity. I took off my seatbelt slowly and grinned.

"An hour, huh, Batman?"

"Babe?"

With that I reached down and dragged my shirt off over my head; I noticed shock momentarily register in Carlos's eyes before they turned almost completely black. Yeah, my tank top had a built in bra, so he was getting the unobstructed view.

"Why don't I just get the tour when the rest of the guys get back? Wouldn't want you to have to give it twice. Plus, we're all alone…"

Without another word, Carlos leaned over and gave me a kiss that made me tremble. He reached across me, grabbed me under my thighs and lifted me across the console and onto his lap. I mentally thanked God for the fact that I was wearing a skirt. It was knee length, but a soft material that easily slid up over Carlos's hands and bunched around my waist. One fewer layer between us as I started grinding my hips against Ranger's.

I let out a gasp and Carlos groaned when his fingers pushed aside my thong and felt me already wet for him. He slid two fingers into me as I continued to rub my clit along his crotch and hand. He was whispering in my ear in Spanish, and I could catch an occasional "te amo" or "te quiero", but anything beyond that was beyond me. Then he slid his mouth down and I leaned back a little so he could fit his mouth over my breasts, kissing them in turn. What felt like seconds later, I threw my head back and came around his fingers, gasping for breath my face red from exertion in the heat.

It seemed Carlos didn't want a full-on repeat of the Turbo experience, probably afraid the horn would attract attention as we definitely were NOT in an alley, so he slid his fingers back out of me, opened the door and then got out of the car with me still straddling his hips. I quickly hooked my legs around his back and leaned in for another kiss.

"Now" I begged. "Don't make me wait."

Carlos groaned again then walked around to the back of the car, setting me down on the trunk. He stepped away just enough to unzip his pants, then he tilted my hips up and slid into me.

Our eyes were locked and I could feel it again, that primitive recognition that there was nothing between us, not physically or chemically.

"Dios, you feel fantastic, Babe."

He leaned forward, pressed as close to me as possible, and kissed me sweetly. My inner muscles pulsed around him and he couldn't hold back any more. Carlos started moving in and out, faster and harder seemingly with every stroke. I could feel a light breeze any time we separated, and it was even more exciting to know that someone could walk by or drive up anytime.

Carlos reached one hand up into my hair and pulled my head back before fastening his lips on my neck. My hands were racing up and down his back, trying to pull his hips even closer to mine as I rubbed myself against him on every inward stroke.

As Ranger gently nibbled on my neck and I felt my second orgasm almost upon me, I turned my head and whispered, "come with me. inside me." He then bit down harder in the perfect spot, marking me and following as he sent me flying over the edge.

We leaned against each other gasping for a few seconds, then Carlos helped me off the trunk. He grabbed up our discarded clothes, then picked me back up and said, "come on, let's get cleaned up before my men get back."

He carried me around the side of the main house and along a garden path to a second, smaller guest house.

"We'll be staying in here so we can have a little bit of privacy and distance from the guys when we want it. Keypad has the same code here as in the main house 56941. We've got a kitchenette of sorts, a sitting room, a bedroom, and a bathroom. We'll have to head up to the main house if we want to cook, but I figured we'd be eating with the men most of the time anyway. The entire property is fenced in and has a security system that I've approved. I wanted to give you a honeymoon, but I knew I'd never relax without good security and backup nearby. This way we have both. I'm sorry it isn't more private though; we'll probably be seeing and spending time with the men a lot."

I silenced him with a kiss. "Carlos, this is perfect. All I want is you. The beach is a bonus. And I LIKE hanging out with the guys. As long as we get some private time when we want it, we'll be fine. And I'd rather have you able to relax than be on our own and have you worried the whole time."

Carlos led me into the bathroom, stripping off my skirt and ruined panties along the way. He set me gently down and I squeaked from surprise and excitement when I turned around. There was a huge walk in shower, with a bench along the back and side of it. There was a big, deep jacuzzi tub that could definitely fit us both. And the double vanity was gorgeous with plenty of lights for applying makeup. The toilet was discreetly off to the side in its own separate room.

While I was taking in the luxurious bathroom, Ranger was, apparently, taking off his clothes. I certainly wasn't going to complain about that. With one last wistful glance at the tub, and a whispered, "later, Babe" from Ranger, I stepped into the shower. Holy showerheads, Batman! We were surrounded by water that seemed to instantly be at the right temperature. There were built in shower heads up high, but a little lower, there were handheld shower massagers. I was getting aroused just looking at them… not that I needed them with Carlos there, of course.

I guess I must have groaned because Carlos followed my line of sight and chuckled before saying, "should I be jealous?" as he pulled my back to his front and I could feel all of what he had to offer. That's right, already. Yum.

"N… no…" I stammered out, distracted by the path that his hands were taking; one snaked its way up to my breast while the other trailed downward, making sure that I was just as much on board with Round Two as it was clear Carlos was.

"I know how often you replaced that shower massager in your apartment… that was more than just normal wear and tear, Babe."

I felt Carlos nibble down the back of my neck and a little way along my spine, before shifting around to my front. He paid homage to my breasts with his mouth and hands until my knees were starting to feel shaky, then he continued his journey downward. He dropped to his knees and pressed kisses to my belly then looked up at me with love in his eyes.

"My lawyers were able to verify that contract, Babe. I'm a free man, no more going in the wind and never knowing if and when I'll come back to you. You've mentioned it multiple times now, are you ready? Whenever it happens?"

My eyes filled with tears and I felt like my heart would burst from love and the sense of completeness I felt with Carlos. I couldn't speak past the lump in my throat, so I just nodded. He pressed a few more kisses to my belly before moving on. My eyes crossed as his mouth pressed into my mound, his tongue unerringly finding my clit.

I was just starting to squirm when he stood back up. He shifted us around so he was behind me again then lifted my leg up and I placed my leg on the bench. All I could think was "perfect height" before Carlos slid into me and my brain shut off. I felt his hands holding my hips, pulling me back into him when he pressed forward. We got into a good rhythm when suddenly, one of his hands reached out, grabbed a shower massager, and… it was all over. I full on screamed as I came around him, causing him to drop the massager and grip my hips tightly as he pounded into me a few more times before joining me.

I slowly lowered my leg off the bench, then, once Carlos slid out of me, I turned and sat on the bench while I caught my breath. "Hell, Ranger. You already ruined me for other men, you had to ruin me for showers too? Now you really can't go out of town without taking me with you."

Carlos just chuckled, then pulled me gently up, helping me clean up while also cleaning himself. We got out of the shower and dried each other off, sharing brief kisses. Carlos walked into the bedroom and looked around, "guess the guys didn't bring our bags down yet, we'll have to put on our clothes from earlier."

I shrugged and pulled on my bra top tank and skirt, tossing the ruined panties in the trash. Carlos just stared, eyes heading toward black again. He started stalking toward me and I held up a hand, "Nope. Not happening. I know this is our honeymoon, but I need food before I can even think about going another round."

With that my stomach growled as if to emphasize my point, and I added, "besides, for all we know, I'm eating for two!" with a wink. Carlos gave me the 200-watt smile and a kiss, then got dressed.

"Okay, but knowing what you don't have on under that outfit just might kill me."

I winked at him and then led the way out of the guest house toward the main house. I'd deny it in court, but my hips might have had a little bit of extra sway to them as I walked. Maybe, maybe not. I'll never tell.

We reached the house, and I turned to look at Ranger when I saw the keypad. So sue me, I forgot.

He had just repeated the code, when the door swung open!

"Beautiful! There you are! We were wondering what you two could possibly be doing!" Lester exclaimed before reaching out and making to grab me into one of his trademark hugs. No doubt he would have tried to sneak a kiss inappropriately too, but before he could get a hold of me, Carlos snagged me by my hip, and pulled me back into his embrace. He growled. Growled! And then said, "mine!"

Lester's eyes just bugged out and he held up his hands in surrender. "Chill, Rangeman, I know! Steph is yours, I was just saying hi."

I thought I heard another, quieter growl, so I turned around, looked Carlos in the eye and then leaned up and kissed him quickly. I whispered in his ear, "all yours," then I turned back around, untangled myself from his arms and gave Lester a quick kiss on the cheek before moving into the house.

Lester just eyed Carlos wearily and backed up giving him plenty of room as he followed me in.

"Hey guys!" I said to the rest of the Merry Men who were looking at Ranger a little apprehensively at this point, not that I blamed them. My stomach let out a huge growl of its own and their eyes now definitely showed fear as they looked at my stomach.

I giggled and flushed and said, "so… what's for… whatever meal it is now?"

"Damn Little Girl," Tank said, "what do you have in there?"

I stammered for a second before I squeaked out, "nothing! It has just been hours since I last ate!"

The guys all looked at me oddly at that, and I could swear Hector looked like he knew something, then they just shrugged before leading me into the kitchen.

"Don't worry, Bomber, we've got plenty of whatever your heart desires!"

Bobby piped up, "Hey, since you're learning to cook, why don't I teach you how to make my world famous chocolate chip pancakes?! Pancakes are anytime food anyway!"

My stomach voiced its agreement with that idea, and Bobby threw an arm around my shoulder and said, "follow me!"

A/N: Thanks for all the kind reviews and encouragement. Sorry I don't get new chapters up too often. Also, I know I've got some pretty bad typos and grammar in the last few chapters; I will try to go through them and fix them soon.

Shout out to Starrgazer11: Whoops, guess they got a little carried away and ended up taking a little more than an hour. Hope you approve of their alone time!