Saving All My Women

by Rangerbabe21

What can Ranger do when Stephanie is taken and the threat that comes in is for all his women: Julie, his mother and sister's too. Where and how can he protect them, when the bad guys can find them where ever they go? Babe HEA

13. Chapter 13 The Island

Chapter 13 The Island

Rated M earned again this chapter. Warning for smut.

Saturday May 13 afternoon

He told me he was very sorry but our luggage had not been scanned and our passports processed, but admitted that all the food and personnel had been taken to the Island this morning, since they had to be in place to fix lunch for everyone on the island. I demanded to talk to the captain.

I explained that we were guarding ten women whose lives have been threatened and if we stayed on the ship I was going to have to arm my men. He became adamant that passengers have to be processed and off loaded in the morning and I was getting calmer and more determined with every word. There was a plan in place and I was coolly going to bend his jelly spine to my iron will.

I questioned why no one had contacted us directly, stating that if I had not paid for the internet I would never have received the email with the instructions. Evenly explaining that the email should have been sent when we made the reservations for the island, long before boarding the ship. That there were forty-seven people that were supposed to depart and they should have realized when no one showed up that there was a breakdown in communication and again demanded to talk to the captain.

He called the captain and had a long conversation. When he was done he said that the captain said there was enough time. That we could gather all the luggage now and the group at four so we could be processed and offloaded at five. The captain said it would be easier than hauling a weeks' worth of food back on the boat and they wouldn't have to rescind payment for the use of the island.

I immediately sent text alerts for everyone to respond; that all luggage had to be immediately brought to the main atrium so it could be processed onto the island and that we as a group had to gather at four at the Double Down Lounge that was right off the main atrium, with our passports so that we could be processed. I texted all the women that if they were having salon appointments that my men would handle getting their bags.

Oshanna texted back that she couldn't leave at four because she had paid to play in a game show where the winner could win $5000 and it didn't get over till five. I texted Lester and told him to escort her to the Double Down Lounge at sixteen hundred and if he needed assistance carrying her to let me know.

They wouldn't give me a master key so I had each man assigned to someone in the nail salon take turns getting their key from them and gathering their luggage. I had the four extra day shift guys that had been 'on call' but able to do what they wanted go with Woody to get Angelia's eight bags and deliver them and then get all the on-duty men's bags delivered.

My night shift is required to have their phones on at all time and they slowly responded as they got up and got dressed for the day. After two days of shortened sleep I was going to make sure they got to sleep tomorrow without interruptions so they could continue to function efficiently.

Twenty minutes later I finished carrying Stephanie's and my bags and the box of electronics. I had texted everyone to stay with their guards, that we were all off line until we got onto the island. I was grateful that I had my men label every bag as they were scanned before we left Newark. The steward wanted to know who was in each cabana and I asked for a layout of the island so we could get them assigned. He was taken aback because, like ship cabins, they were usually assigned as they were rented.

There were twenty-four cabanas, separated into three horseshoes of eight. I looked at the break down of beds and, starting with the largest families, assigned rooms. Ship personnel started showing up and they put all the luggage through the same scanning machine that they were put through before they were brought on the ship. The purpose of this was lost on me as they had just scanned the bags yesterday and the only additional items that could have been added to the bags would have come from the gift shops on the ship. Still, it was their procedure and they couldn't skip it.

I took the chart and waited while the ship employees brought me bag after bag and I told them which cabana they went to. They all had master keys for the cabanas and I requested one and after a few minutes of haggling and some physical intimidation received one. I didn't know if I would ever need it but better to be prepared. I requested that the crates of guns be brought up and stowed in one of the extra cabanas.

I received a lot of blank looks and had to call the steward back, which took fifteen minutes, and remind him that when we boarded there were three crates that they didn't want to let us bring but I had permission so they put them somewhere below deck. He looked at me hard as he struggled to remember, then sent two men down to find them. All the luggage had been taken to the island when two men dragged one of the crates in.

Two of my men could easily carry one crate and I had never lifted one, but I reminded the steward that there was live ordinance in these crates and that they needed to be handled carefully and couldn't be dragged through the sand. If his men couldn't carry them, I would get some of my men to. The steward immediately got more men saying that none of my men would be allowed in that area of the ship and twenty minutes later the third crate was being off-loaded to a yellow Jeep with oversized wheels. This was obviously the only vehicle that could maneuver around the roadless island.

I told him that we had made t-shirts in the craft room that day and I needed to go get them. He called Bethany so I could describe the shirts to her and she was able to locate them and bring them down. I was actually looking forward to relaxing a little on the island and wearing the shirt that my girls had helped decorate.

At ten to four my parents and grandmothers arrived. Everyone else slowly straggled up and I got a text from Woody that they were again delayed in the bathroom, that Ricky still seemed to be in the stages of potty training and that they needed their luggage back in the room. I realized that the phones had linked to the island's AT&T tower and so were still working.

I texted Angelia that the luggage was already on the island and could not be brought back onto the ship. That she had to wash out what ever clothes were dirty and they would have to be worn wet for an hour until we could be processed and approved to exit the ship to our cabanas. My mother, hearing about the problem, left to go help Angelia.

Our group was processed by family then let off the ship and we were half way through the group before Angelia showed up, kids in tow. What I was thinking and finally got confirmed, is that since the island was registered as property of the cruise line it was still considered part of the US and the passport check was just a token gesture that the ship did for paperwork reasons.

The crew was simply checking each person's ID to the passport and the birth certificates of each kid, which Angelia didn't have because she packed them .They held her till last and finally waved her through with a stern warning, telling her they would be needed to get back into the states. It was a good first run for Leyla who was nervous until they waved her through and she realized how easy this was going to be.

Everyone took a little time getting settled into the cabanas before dinner at six. Of course, the first thing I did was set up the phones and internet and text everyone that we were all back online. With this computer set-up, even if one could track an IP and know they were live, they couldn't pinpoint where in the world they were broadcasting from and would likely still show each person's home address. Something for me to check with Hector. Stephanie was busy unpacking her bag, hanging up her dresses, putting her clothes in the dresser and lining up all of her shoes.

Our cabana was two rooms, a small living room and a larger bedroom. They were both decorated in seafoam green, tan, aqua and beige. The living room with a tan couch that had trees on it, with aqua curtains and rug covered in sea life, a glass coffee table and a forty-inch flat screen mounted on the wall. The bedroom had the same aqua rug, with beige rattan furniture at the foot and the sides of the bed, a tall five drawer dresser and a bamboo colored bedspread. The square walk-in closet was decently sized and the bathroom was standard white with seafoam green accents and tile.

As soon as I set up the electronics, I went out to rearm all my men, returning their handguns to them and passing out LMGs to everyone with 500 rounds. They only had to carry 100 rounds at a time, because my men wouldn't waste rounds shooting at nothing and were very accurate shots. I could have given them twenty rounds and felt secure but I am nothing if not always prepared for any eventuality. I told them they had till dinner to get settled and then I would give them permanent assignments.

The dining room was a large dark wood building, with big screened in windows that were all open and five long picnic style tables that would each seat about fifty people. The dining area was separated from the kitchen by four open coolers that were filled with drinks and food. One cooler was all water, the second cooler was assorted fruit drinks and whole, fat free, and chocolate milks. The next cooler was filled with prepackaged salads and sandwiches, and snack foods. The forth cooler currently was half full of whole banana's, apples, oranges, cheese sticks, peanut butter crackers and other snack foods. Next was a large stack of trays and a waist high rail to put them on, followed by plates, silverware and cups. Then was a serve yourself buffet. The buffet started with a large salad, the two types of chilled noodle salads, and a three-bean salad. Following was the hot food filled with bread sticks, spaghetti, lasagna, three cheese manicottis, stuffed shells, chicken marsala, chicken alfredo, penne pasta, and tortellini.

Dinner was a relaxed, forty-seven-person affair. Most everyone was hungry after the full day onboard and once everyone was seated they were too busy eating to cause problems. There was only one tray of each hot item so when Oshanna got upset because she was late and the lasagna was all gone there was nothing to do but tell her to eat the other options. My men loved it and ate until every tray was scraped clean.

I got ready to address my troops as soon as it looked like most of them were done eating. I have never had a security situation like this one. I needed my men to protect the island more than the individuals on days the ships were gone. The days ships were in port the opposite was true.

I nodded to my men to come outside for their briefing. All twenty men assembled and I gave them their orders: "We have made it to the island but we cannot assume that we are safe just that we are at least one step ahead of the subjects. Word is that five foreign nationals rented a mid-sized prop plane and left Newark in the middle of the night Thursday. The plane had filed no flight plan and their final destination is unknown. We cannot assume they didn't follow us to Florida, just that they probably don't know where we are right now.

"I'm sure we were detected leaving, and if they followed us to the airport they know what plane we got on. Since the plane is located in Miami they could spend days looking for us all over Florida. Eventually they might think we could take a cruise, but for them to find us on this island is remote and would probably take a few more days.

"Day shifts are still from 07:00 till 19:00 and night shifts 19:00 till 07:00. Everyone will carry the LSATs at all times on non-ship days with at least 100 rounds. Daytime, eight men on the perimeter, six on the interior, night time all six men on perimeter. Until the next ship anything in the sky and water is to be considered a threat. Report any sighting or auditory confirmation of any threat over the radio and cell. The island is approximately four miles long and two and a half wide, our radios broadcast up to sixteen miles over flat lands so there should be no problem using them as our main communication, but back up everything on cell. If Marc or I don't respond, repeat communications.

"Ship days are Tuesdays and Saturdays, regular detail, target stays in eyesight at all times. Tank will be monitoring all ship passengers and raising red flags when anyone or anything suspicious is coming our way. We know they have weapons they brought with them so consider them always armed and dangerous and that they can shoot a distance from a plane or boat.

"Bobby and Vince north end, Manuel and Junior south end, Hal and Cal east side you will overlap a little with Ram, but I want you moving while he is fixed, Zip and Zero West side. Interior posts are Lester at dining room, Woody at the game room, Marc at the first set of cabanas, Eric the second, and Eddie the third. Ram you are on the east beach where I expect most of the family will be swimming and playing. Vince and Bobby, be aware there are going to be people snorkeling over the reefs off the north end."

"It's going to be hot and hopefully boring, keep your eyes and ears peeled. Stay hydrated, take four to six bottles out on patrol, wear sunscreen and hats at all times. Meals, I will ask the kitchen to make the food and put it out for two hours, interior men eat lunch first then relieve the men on perimeter. Lester trade out with Vince and Bobby, Marc/Hal, Ram/Cal, Woody/Manuel and Junior, Eric/Zip, Eddie/Zero. Eat quickly and then go relieve them, eat quickly and return to post."

"Breakfast at 06:00 for day patrol, 07:00 for night patrol. Lunch starts at 12:00. 20:00 dinner for night patrol, 21:00 dinner for day patrol. Night Patrol: Mario, North end, Ramon, South end, Chet and Chester, West side, Gino and Ryan, East side. Rotating half hour lunches with Gino and Chet starting at 01:30, coverage rotates right taking that new position for the night. Dismissed." I watch my men disperse, most of them back to the dining room to finish eating or just clear their places.

As everyone was finishing and leaving I called the small kitchen staff together and discussed lunch options for the night shift. I explained that they would get up in time for dinner each night and they would still be up for breakfast but conferred about what assortment of food could be left in the coolers for them to eat in the middle of the night. I explained the need for two-hour meals and asked them to have half the food ready at six am and half the food ready at seven am. For dinner I needed half the food ready at six pm for the family and half my men, then the other half ready at seven pm for the rest of my men.

Only one kitchen staffer had a problem with it saying they weren't getting paid extra for all that extra work. I explained that this made their job easier so they didn't have to make all the food at once. I explained that I understood this meant getting up earlier for them and pulled out my wallet and gave them each thirty dollars for their trouble. This perked the last man up and got everyone cooperating.

After dinner, everyone retreated to the cabanas. I checked my emails but there was nothing new from Tank. The sun wouldn't set for another hour but everyone was tired after the busy day. I wanted to take a walk with Stephanie along the beach, preferably under the stars. The small part of me that wants her forever was anxious to propose but I needed to hear the words. She has told me she loves Joe and that he loves her but she has never told me that she loves me.

I was sitting on the bed, my laptop in front of me acting like I was checking emails, while I was really preparing my speech when she got up and headed to the door.

"Where are you going?" I asked her.

She showed me a text from Julio, 'Setting up volleyball, put your kids to bed and come play.' I noted that the text was sent to everyone, even both grandmas but not to me. I knew the island was going to be the hardest on Julio and Oshanna because none of their regular night life activities would be here, so while I was expecting a quiet night I wasn't surprised. The volleyball set and all the beach toys had been put in an extra cabana next to the crates and it had been left unlocked for easy access to the toys for the next day.

"Babe, wait for me to change and I will come with you." I told her and pulled out my bag. It was time, I told myself, to go into vacation mode for a few days. We made it to the island, everyone was safe. Now I needed that drink to unwind my natural control on all things and get into the island mood. This game was the first step.

I changed into black board shorts and the t-shirt from the ship and stared at my guns and knife. I had been planning on taking Stephanie for a romantic walk on the beach to watch the sunset and see the stars, maybe indulge in a few kisses. What I needed were covers for my personal gun because the past has proven I don't shoot blanks. I got two condoms out of my bag and looked at my guns again. I couldn't stand to not be armed so I tucked my smaller ankle gun into the back of my shorts and pulled my shirt down over it.

We walked out onto the beach to find Julio, Julie, Maggie, Becky, Oshanna, mama, papa, and both abuelas standing around in shorts and t-shirts while four of my men set up the volleyball net. They looked at me in surprise as I wore black board shorts and my newly decorated RangeMan t-shirt complete with kisses and handprints.

The teams were divided up between the young: Stephanie, Julio, Oshana, Julie, Becky and Maggie on one side; and the old: me, my parents and my abuelas. It really just happened because I was talking to my grandmas and making sure they were settling in ok and that their cabana would be fine for them. It was one of the few with twin beds, but if they wanted there were more available further from the family and they could each have their own cabana with a queen bed.

I hadn't asked them if they minded bunking together but when no fuss was made after they were paired in the hotel room I had continued to put them together. They always seemed to get along at the few family gatherings where both of them came, mostly at Christmas. Grandma Rosa now lived with my parents and Grandma Sanja would come to visit and stay with them in one of the many extra bedrooms. I was pleased that for this trip they didn't mind staying together.

The game was close, I dominated our side staying in the middle with my parents in the front and grandmas in the back. Half way through they realized that the back was our weakness and I knocked over Abuela Rosa as we both went for the same ball, so I requested a switch and put them in front of me where I could more easily see them and not run them over.

They were as good as Becky and Maggie, who were in the front for the other team and Julio took my stance in the middle. Half the game was us playing against the other trying to hit the ball to the weak members of the other's team. In the end, I saw how hard Julie and Stephanie were working to win and decided to miss a few balls and give the game to them, 10-13.

After the game, I gave everyone but Julio a high-five and congratulated them all on a good game and that we would get retribution tomorrow. Steph got a congratulatory kiss that went on and on as I plastered her body to mine. I was certain that my family thought we were back together, I had three days on a tropical island to make her mine and I was determined to make every minute count.

I took her hand and led her away from my dispersing family, we just walked hand in hand as the sun set in blazing oranges, reds, and purples across a darkening sky. The moon was already out, almost three-quarters full, a quarter way across the sky. The stars just came popping out filling the sky. The whole Milky Way was there, more stars than you could ever see anywhere in Jersey as there was no light pollution here. A cool breeze lightly blew the swaying palm trees. Everything was perfect and I pulled her into my arms.

"Babe, I have told you that I love you and that I have loved you for a long time. You have never said the words to me but I see glimpses of them in your eyes. Do you love me?...Even just a little?" I added at the end almost afraid of the answer.

"Ranger-"

"Carlos, on this trip, on this island, in our room, call me Carlos from now on."

She hesitated, "Carlos. I don't know what to tell you. I didn't break it off with Morelli before I left. I told him I would come back to him."

"I'm not asking for the status of your relationship, or the status of ours. I'm asking if you love me. We have known each other for several years. We have been through so much. I am asking if you have some feelings for me that go beyond friendship."

"You know I do." She said as she looked down at my chest.

"You do what?" I pushed her.

"I do love you." She hesitantly said. It was all I needed to hear, I pulled her close and held her to me, tilted up her head and delved into her sweet mouth. I stroked her slowly, thoughtfully, thoroughly, melding her body to mine knowing she could feel how hard I was, how much I needed her. I could take her right here on the sand, but sex in sand was messy, as we proved several times in Hawaii. Her hair had a way of soaking up so much sand that it takes more than several washings to get every last grain out.

"Come swimming with me." I suggested before pulling off my shirt, putting my gun on top of it and tugging her towards the water.

"I'll get my clothes all wet." She complained.

"Take off your clothes. You can fold them neatly and put them on my shirt to keep them out of the sand. Just swim in your underwear, it covers as much as your swimsuit does. In fact, the bra your wearing covers you more. No one can see you, no one is out here." I turned back to her and started unbuttoning her shirt and she grabbed my hands and stopped their progress.

"How do you know what bra I'm wearing? You were in the hallway when I got dressed." She huffed.

"Babe I helped you pack remember. I saw every pair of underwear you brought. Your shirt is white and I can see your light blue bra peeking out the top." And through the sheer material.

"Come on Babe. There is no one out here but me and you. Not even like Hawaii where random people could be walking down the beach. My family has all gone to bed. There is literally no one." I pulled her to me and started unbuttoning her shirt again, then I spun her around facing away from me and slowly pulled it down her arms. She immediately crossed her arms in front of her covering her bra.

"Babe, it's pitch black out here. No one can see you," I told her as I turned her back around and started undoing her shorts. We had kicked our shoes off for the volleyball game so it was simply a matter of sliding them down and getting her to step out of them. I folded them and placed them with her shirt on top of mine.

I turned around to see her facing the ocean and saw she was wearing the matching thong. I smiled to myself knowing this was my green light. In Hawaii, she had brought other underwear, but I knew she was trying to get my attention when she would wear one of her thongs and walk around mostly undressed. She knew it instantly made me hard and had me yearning for her body. I took her hand and walked her towards the water. Like our private beach in Hawaii, the water here was warm near the shore and I pulled her out to chest deep water and started swimming circles around her.

I knew that part of her was always going to want to be faithful to the cop, but another part of her wanted me, loved me. I just needed to bring her to the point of needing me. I have always known I could overcome her objections if I tried but most of the time if she resisted I let her push me away. Tonight, I wanted to push through her resistance, take any part of her mind off him and put it all on me.

She splashed me and sunk down in the water hiding the fact that she was wearing a bra and I smiled my full-on smile at her. I was going to have her tonight but I was going to take it so slow she would be begging for it, well at least the second time. Now I wanted her as much as I had that first fateful night of the deal. I had known that she wanted me for a while, but at that time was for some reason holding back and scared.

The deal had given me the permission she was too afraid to approve, I had taken her so fast the first time. I had needed so badly to be inside her and felt like I hadn't done my best work. I made it up to her that night again and again. My alarm had gone off at five but I couldn't leave her. I couldn't get enough so I dragged her into the shower with me.

Every time was better than the last, she was so responsive, so sweet like the first bite out of a juicy peach. With her it was like that first bite over and over again, it only got better each time. That morning she was still half asleep. I washed her so slowly and gently, kissing her in between body parts that it quickly had us both greedy for more. I ended up taking her in the shower, pinned against the wall, her arms tight around my shoulders as her hands clutched against my back. I fell hard as she surrounded me crying out in orgasm, convulsing around my dick.

I came in her like I had never in a woman before. Completely physically, completely emotionally, with my whole body and soul and I knew she felt it too. Felt me fall for her at that very moment. After we went back to bed again I watched her sleep, knowing that I would never be the same. I knew that I would never get enough of her but I also knew that my life was not safe enough for her. I made the decision then to send her away.

Not just to walk out of her life, but to install another man in it so it would distract anyone looking at her as a way to get to me. Now I was going to oust that substitute and install myself back into my rightful place. I knew taking her out of the state was always a good way to get her to sleep with me. To temporarily get her to break up with him. If she asked I would tell her that she can be with me for these two weeks and I wouldn't pressure her. But really, I was never going to let her go again.

I knew that off the north end of the island there was a reef that people snorkeled over during the day. Anywhere there was a reef there were sharks that feed on the fish. I was expecting this water to be filled with things that could bite but this close to shore we were much bigger than any fish that would be around here and any sharks swimming close would be scared away.

I kept swimming around her for several more minutes, kicking up the water and sand. I finished my swimming by coming up behind her. She was so perfect and whole standing right in front of me and I was hard, so hard, aching, needing to be inside of her again. I got within inches of her approaching her cautiously, slowly as if she were a butterfly that could fly away at any moment. I slowly lowered my head and kissed the side of her neck.

When she didn't immediately pull away, I wrapped my left arm around her stomach and moved up closer behind her pulling her to me. I kissed my way up the left side of her neck and she tilted her head away giving me full access. I got to the top where I opened my mouth and gently bit down and a small moan escaped her lips. I took her earlobe in my teeth and tugged on it.

***************SMUT***************

I wrapped my right arm around her, cupping her left breast with my large hand. This movement pulled her back flush against my chest. With my left hand I tilted her head up to meet mine and I bent down to take her lips.

The kiss was slow, soft and succulent. I drank her in with my whole being. Tilting my head to get just the right angle and then working every part of her mouth with mine, stroking her whole tongue in a very slow rhythm as I worked her lips open even farther.

I worked my right hand over her breast, my thumb rubbing her nipple to a hard point through her bra while I stroked the rest of her breast. My left hand moved lower to lightly stroke her mound through her panties and I felt her move her hips forward against me. I lifted her slightly and pinned her lower body between my hips and my hand, feeling her soft cheeks on either side of my painfully hard cock. I lifted her greedy mouth higher as I continued to plunder it.

This was it, I got her back unharmed and now I was going to take her, sink desperately deep inside her, make her mine again but this time it was going to start a relationship. This time it was going to be for real. I slid my hand under her bra and started pulling lightly on her hard tip, then I stroked her breast a few minutes more and pulled my hand back to give her right breast the same treatment.

We broke apart gasping for breath. I leaned back away from her and with my right hand undid her bra, guiding it as it floated down her arms and grasping it pushed it up my right arm so it wouldn't float away. Then I reach around her to caress her breasts some more. Teasing the left one round and round, pulling on it as the point tightened even tighter. Then I gave her right breast the same treatment.

My left hand released her, letting her float for a minute so I could slide it slowly inside her panties and stroke her hair for a minute. Then I gradually moved it down and cupping her again, pinning her to me. I stroked her silky mound lightly for a moment and then pressed harder, stroking the outside of her long line from her clit to her hole and back again. I leaned down and began kissing and suckling up her neck again and she moaned.

Her legs separated giving me full access and I pull her harder against me, massaging her mound with my palm and putting more pressure on her clit. I began circling her opening with one finger and coming back to stroke her clit again. Finally, I let my large middle finger slide between her lips and found a puddle of wetness waiting for me. She arched against my hand moaning and then her hands came back to grab my hips pulling me towards her, pressing her breasts out further for me to touch.

I slipped my middle finger inside her, finding her dripping, hot and ready. I pressed my palm firmly against her clit and applied pressure while I slowly slid my finger in and out. Then I added another and rocked my palm against her as I stroked in and out. For several long minutes I held her tight against my body, and started kissing her, teasing and testing her now exposed breasts and stroking her center.

She broke from the kiss panting, "Ranger, Ranger please." She begged and I knew what she was wanting. I had her begging on the first time around and savored the feeling for a second knowing that she wanted me, needed me, in that moment as much as I needed her.

I spun her around in my arms and plastered the front of her body up against mine. I slid both arms around her back trapping her against me and began kissing her again in earnest as I ground my dick into her. She lifted her legs up to wrap around me and I slid one hand under her butt holding her hips to mine and one behind her shoulders. After what seemed like forever we broke apart breathing hard.

"I love you Babe." Forever I thought to myself but didn't dare say it out loud. Then I started kissing her again, eating at her lips, stroking her tongue and I slowly slid my hand further under her, around her butt to once to stroke her sweet soft spot. I slid her lacy underwear aside and slipped two fingers into her. I began stroking her with more energy, feeling her hot core tighten around me.

I couldn't wait any more, I pulled her a little from me and fished the condom out of my board shorts. "Babe I've got to put you down for a second." I told her as I pulled her away from me and set her back on the sandy bottom. I pulled my shorts down, ripped open the condom and guided it down my thick girth. I put the wrapper back in my pocket and stepped out of one leg of my shorts. I reached out and pulled her back into my arms. I braced my legs wide to stand against the slightly rocking waves that were going in and out as I devoured her mouth. I wrapped her legs around me, pulled her bottoms aside and lifted her up to slide her down my length. I heard her groan and her tight sheath clamped down on me as the first vestiges of orgasm came over her.

Dios, she was always so responsive. From the first night to every kiss. It always drove me crazy thinking of the cop with her like this. In Hawaii, she turned from a slightly shy flower into a burning pot of desire and a few days of that here on this island would drive all thoughts of him from her mind and eventually her heart.

I just held her hips steady against me as she threw her head back moaning and continued to clench and contract around me. When her breathing had calmed I pulled her to me and kissed her slowly, deeply, with as much meaning and feeling as I could pour into it. I lifted her up and slid her back down me, she was so hot and slick and tight. Dios, I felt like my head was going to explode as I tried to hold back my own release.

I picked up the rhythm. She was weightless and floating in my arms. She tightened her legs around me on the downstrokes to pull harder down onto me, her hands holding tightly to my back. Part of me felt like I was going to explode any second but another part of me felt invincible like I could stand here fucking her all night. Water sex is slow and measured you can't go too fast or hard and I felt myself slowly building towards the inevitable and leaned forward suckling on her neck. I knew I was leaving a mark but this was one way to get her worked up faster.

Fuck, she was so tight and ready. I continued to slide in and out of her for several long moments, enjoying every second and practically biting my tongue to keep from moaning and groaning and saying her name out loud. I kept up my rhythm as I worked her hard, holding her to me and grinding into her on every downstroke until I heard her exhale sharply and start to contract around me. Then a groan escaped her lips and I felt her insides close tightly around my hard cock, her legs clinch around my hips, her hands dig into my shoulders.

I felt my control begin to waiver. I pulled her back away from me just a few inches to slam back into her. I finally let go and filled her as I felt her body contract firmly around me. I lost the last bit of control and began pumping into her vigorously again and again with my thick erection. She was cuming hard around me, I could feel her walls spasming around me as I let go. Releasing into her over and over again as I pressed her down on my hard length. Finally, my contracted muscles released and relaxed and I wrapped my arms around her to keep her firmly against me.

"Babe" I groaned and pulled her closer to me opening her mouth again to taste her. Kissing her gently, profoundly, savoring and exploring every part of her mouth while crushing her to me.

***************END SMUT***************

I pulled her in to the shallows and squatted down holding her in my lap. I lifted her up off me, removed the condom, tied it in a knot and pulled up my shorts, tucking it into my pocket. Then I kneeled down and pulled her back to me, her legs still wrapped around my hips. I wanted her to be mine forever and this just reminded me how good it is between us.

She flipped around in my arms so her back was to my front and stretched out her long legs. Her arms rested on mine and the motion of the water forced her butt to repeatedly graze my lap. I let out a deep breath when she leaned her head back against my chest. Her water drenched curls floating in the water hung limply against my skin. I glanced down at her beautiful face now basked in the light of the moon. I couldn't help but notice how the light amplified the glow of her face.

"Look at the stars. You never see this many stars in New Jersey." She said after a few minutes. I looked up at the massive expanse of stars and the Milky Way showing so prominently across the sky. It was so peaceful with her here floating in my arms.

"There is Ursa major, and Ursa minor and the north star. I love all the stars out here but there are so many I can't find Orion or Cassiopeia." She noticed.

"All the stars are so bright it washes out the ones you're used to seeing." I explained.

"It's all so beautiful." She sighed. We partially sat, partially floated watching the stars in the sky. I have seen the stars like this on hell-hole missions far away from civilization more times than I wanted to remember. They never held any meaning to me until now. The peace I felt sitting here with her soothes my wounded soul, thaws my frozen heart, wipes away some of the bad memories and breaks down the hard-protective wall I have built around myself for years.

We relaxed there just staring up into the sky and I was so aware of her presence in my lap. Suddenly her arm went up in the sky, "Shooting star." she said pointing and I looked up to see it right before it vanished. In that split second, I was a kid again and made my wish. I wanted this beautiful, buoyant, bombshell bounty hunter in my bed every night.

"Stephanie, Babe, I need you." It came out and I was shocked, unsure if I had said it out loud or just thought it. She looked back up at me and looked so innocent. She is just two-months younger than me but I have seen so much blood, death, and evil in this world that I felt corrupted and years beyond her. She was so clean and pure. I studied her face and noticed small marks from the fading bruises. I wanted to take them away and erase the pain they had caused her. I bent down and placed gentle upside-down kisses on the small marks that temporarily marred her perfect skin. We sat like that for an endless amount of time. Going into my zone and clearing my mind and just feeling her body move against me.

As her butt continued to bounce against me I felt myself slowly becoming aroused. I wanted her again but I was still enjoying the moment. In the past I had been anxious to have her so that I could add to my already treasured memories, never knowing which time might be the last. Before tonight, the last time we had been with each other was in Orlando for one glorious night and one fantastically busy morning. Over the years my body thirsted for hers. The times we had come together had been far too few and spread apart to quench my desire.

It wasn't like I hadn't tried to find release with other women. Most attempts had ended as quickly as they started when I found my body rebelling during a simple kiss with anyone else. The times I had forced myself to continue found me pulling up my pants at the same time I was pulling off the condom. Either way always had me waking up filled with regret and feeling like shit. It made no sense because it was always when she was with the cop, and I had never made any promises to her. But my body knew it had found 'The One' and every time I had tried to be with someone else it just wasn't satisfying. I had become unwillingly faithful to her though she had never known, even as I knew I could never have her.

One thing I hated was never being able to completely relax like this with her before. That's why Hawaii had become so special to me. It was the one time with her I could just be myself, and enjoy her without being worried for her safety. It also seemed like the one time she had completely given herself to me for more than just one night without feeling any guilt. She told me in the beginning that she had invited the cop but he couldn't or wouldn't take time off of work for her. It hadn't taken me one whole day of convincing to get her in my bed and keep her there. I was going to milk it out for her whole vacation. I could have given a shit less about the Rug.

I had Stephanie and I was going to keep her in that paradise for as long as she would let me until dumb ass came along and instead of accepting what obviously was, tried to hit me. To this day I wish she would have let us fight it out. When he came to the door the animosity I had denied feeling for him all this time rose up and I just wanted to take him down. We wouldn't have killed each other but I would have finally found release for the rage I had kept hidden under the surface for so long.

I was pulled away from my thoughts when the problem in my pants became more urgent. The movement of the water had her rubbing up against me with every lapping wave that came in or out. "Babe," I kissed her on the back of her neck and turned her around to face me.

I pulled her a little closer to the shore and knelt down in front of her again, knowing how this was going to go down. I dragged her to me, tugging each leg to straddle me. My motions were halted when I caught sight of her moonlit face and deep dark shadowed eyes that sparkled as she tilted her face up to look at the sky.

When she lowered her gaze to meet mine I felt myself being pulled in. I slowly bent my head down and brushed against her lips, once, twice, three times until she lifted them up higher to me, silently asking me for more. I lowered my head and used my tongue to gently part her swollen lips. I took my time slowly devouring her mouth before I pulled her groin to mine. I held her hips to me with both hands as I loved her lips.

I tilted my hips up to increase the pressure. I kept kissing her slow and deep, telling her with every part of my being how much I loved her, how much I needed her, and how much I had to have her right now.

I broke off the kiss and started working down her neck, kissing her right below her ear and then gently nipped her before my tongue began tracing a path down her neck. She cried out and tilted her head to give me better access. When I felt her thighs tighten around me my already hard erection grew almost painful with need. I kissed my way slowly down her neck leaving little love bites on my way. My announcement to the world that she was now mine again. I got down to the base of her neck and bit her pulse point lightly but felt her whole-body contract, a growl erupted out of her throat and I knew that she was close to losing control.

I had made love to her so many ways in Hawaii, serious, playful, long and slow, fast and hard, in the hot tub, the ocean, on the beach, the shower and on the bed. Even christening the couch, the chair and the desk as my laptop carelessly hit the floor. I knew every inch of her and how to make her body sing, and tonight I was going to play her song until she screamed my name for the whole world to hear.

Well really, she cried out and moaned and groaned, she wasn't really a screamer, but that would be my quest by the end of this trip. I would have her begging, pleading and screaming my name in desperation if not ecstasy. I worked my way up the other side of her neck, kissing, licking, sucking and leaving several more marks that no amount of make up tomorrow would hide as I slid my fingers between us.

***************SMUT***************

I began stroking her lightly over her thong and gently rubbing the outside of her mound trying to slowly work her into a frenzy. It wasn't long before she grabbed my wrist and forced my hand lower. I slid her panties aside and dipped into her folds testing her wetness. I found her ever reactive core flooded and ready for me. She moaned deeply and ground down trying to increase the pressure. I used two fingers and began stroking along her outer lips applying a light pressure. Her body was hungry for more and she began to wiggle her hips against me until I relented and slipped my fingers inside her. She started moving her hips up and down riding my hand to get some relief.

Any other time I would have her orgasming several times before entering her but tonight I was being selfish. The feel of the heat around my fingers made me desperate to be inside her and feel her riding me. I released her hip with my other hand and used it to lower my shorts. I quickly freed myself before pulling her back down against me. The whole time I kept my hand inside her bottoms stroking her higher as I felt her rubbing up and down against me.

I took her mouth again and felt her groan as she desperately clung to my shoulders. She was practically hopping up and down on my hand. I heard her whimper as I slowly slid my fingers out of her hungry canal. I went to move her panties aside again and finally just ripped them off. I pressed her into me as I used her arousal to guide my hard length in between her folds. I suddenly couldn't wait any more and pulled the hidden condom out from under my watch and watched her hooded eyes widen as she saw me tear it open with my teeth.

She lifted away giving me room to operate as I pinched the tip and methodically unrolled it down my throbbing manhood. God, I needed her and I needed her now. I pulled her back down, aligned myself and slowly slid her dripping heat down my hard shaft and just held her there as I ground against her burying myself deep, touching her womb. As soon as I felt her insides clamp down onto me I couldn't stop myself from lifting her up and quickly bringing her back down onto my thickness.

I took her mouth and sucked at her tongue as I quickly set a rhythm with my hands guiding her hips. She desperately tried to speed up the pace, her hands digging into my shoulders as she clung to me. The buoyant water lifting her up and her legs tightening around me as she forced herself back down. My hands gripped her hips and helped, pulling her down hard against me as I thrust my hips up. I broke the kiss to catch my breath and kept the movement up with my hands, up and down, up and down sensuously driving her hard against me as I thrusted up into her.

Dios, again it felt so good, she was so tight and hot and wet I wanted this to last all night and I was dying to hear her call my name. Totally selfish I know but I couldn't help it, I wanted her to want me half as much as I wanted, no needed her. I took her mouth again kissing her with a pent-up passion that would have me telling her I loved her. While every woman wants to hear those words, if you tell them when you are inside them they can easily be dismissed as utterings that meant nothing in the heat of the moment. I wanted that phrase to explain to her the connection that makes me feel like we are one. In my heart we were joined at the hip for life, in love, in explosive mind-blowing sex. I broke off the kiss again both our breathing labored as we built our way towards orgasm.

Suddenly she cried out as her head tilted back and I forced her back down and held her still as I continued to thrust up into her. She convulsed around me, tightening almost painfully around my thick girth. I slowly lifted her up and pulled her back down again, as she continued to contract in waves around me. Nearly setting myself off with her I held her still until the contractions slowed and waited a moment knowing it would take time for her to relax but then she would become hungrier for me than before.

I had done this same routine for almost an hour one afternoon in the hot tub after a busy day of making love and being mostly sated, I built her up over and over again holding off four times before finally climaxing with her on the fifth. Tonight, I was so on edge again I was going to have to work hard to make it two more for her before I blew.

Slowly her head came forward and I lowered my forehead to hers looking deep into her eyes and seeing the love, the satisfaction, the relaxation there, even as she was still working hard to catch her breath. I just watched her eyes slowly come back into focus and start to notice me and I smiled my full-on smile holding her hips still even as the waves rocked us back and forth.

She slowly smiled back at me, sliding her arms around my neck, holding me close, until I could really see the love shining in her face and swore to myself that I was never going to dim it again. After another minute I asked, "ready to go again?" and surprisingly her smile got bigger and I knew that look. I was going to be doing this until we collapsed in the wee hours of the morning. Then she arched her hips back against me and I lowered my mouth to hers, relaxing my grip on her hips as I let her move around so she could once again find her own pace.

I kissed her deeply, mouth and tongues melding together, my arms now wrapped behind her back molding her breasts against me. I groaned when I felt her hard nipples brushing against my chest. I was rock hard inside her with my body just waiting for any excuse to explode but I wanted to build her back up until she was moaning and riding me uncontrollably and it started with her mouth. Never had I known such a kissable mouth.

Sweet lips like sugar, a tongue so firm, so sexy to stroke. She was so mouthwateringly fresh I felt like I could kiss her for hours and one day I was going to try. Her mouth was so responsive to mine I could wind her up with just a kiss and already her hips were starting to move against mine. I pulled away from her mouth and starting at her pulse point, on her right side, kissed my way across almost to her shoulder where I nipped a few times then worked my way back to her pulse point, opened my mouth and bit down.

She arched sharply against me, it was one of the things I had found that spurred her on. A touch of pain in the form of a hard bite in the fleshy tendons meeting at her neck did something to ramp her up and the way I was feeling I needed to get her up to speed fast. I released my bite and kissed my way back half way up her neck where I sucked hard. Her hips picked up their rhythm as I felt her nails gripping into my shoulders, holding on to me like an anchor as she drove herself up and down on me.

I knew I was leaving a full mouth sized mark on the side of her neck but she wasn't thinking about what I was doing, only going with the sensations it provoked so I didn't stop, sucking harder and getting another hip response. My hand went back to her hips and I began guiding her beat into long steady strokes. Pulling her up almost all the way off and forcing her firmly back down. She immediately caught on and took it up for herself and I relaxed on the upstroke and determinedly pulled her down against me as I thrusted my hips up. Only to relax my grip so she could go again.

She all but admitted out right to me in Hawaii that not only was I bigger than the cop I was better, better at kissing and better at making love. That he has never done it more than three times in one night and that he always wants it in the morning when she is still trying to sleep. God love her, I smiled to myself, she is many things but a morning person is not one of them. She even acknowledged faking it with him once or twice when he was persistent and she wasn't really in the mood. I knew her so well now and knew when she wanted it. I would always make sure she was actually into it. I was not so selfish that I didn't always make sure my partner finished first.

It was so good and she was so tight I was not going to last like this so I released her hip with my right hand and pressed it sideways low on her stomach, my hand spreading, my thumb reaching down to find her tender nub. Once I found it I started a steady pace. Two circles on her way up and two circles on the way down. I felt it harden and her hips tilt forward to increase the friction. I increased the pressure with my thumb and with my left hand on her hip I took over the pace. I was driving her down faster onto my length and then thrusting my hips up to push myself in deeper. She let out a deep moan and then I increased the speed with my thumb and was rewarded with another low moan uttered from her lips. I wanted to keep this up indefinitely, letting her ride me while I stroked her. I let my own head lay back to just bask in the pleasure we were giving each other. Lengthy minutes ensued and I could tell she was getting ready again.

Her fingers bit into my back as she drove herself down on top of me. Suddenly she cried out, her head thrashing back and forth for a moment as she came intensely around me squeezing me impossibly tight as I vibrated my thumb over her clit back and forth as fast as I could. Her head turned back to focus on me as a guttural sound escaped her lips. That was all I could take. I lifted her up and pulled her back down as I thrusted up, again and again.

"Babe" was my horse cry as lights flashed behind my eyes, my release so intense I was almost blinded. My lower body seized but my arms pumped her up and down as I spurted deep inside her over and over and over again.

***************END SMUT***************

When I was done I wrapped my arms around her clutching her close, molding her to me, wanting to open up and pull her inside making her one with me and again my head fell forward, this time to rest on her shoulder as I worked to catch my rough breath. She turned her head and kissed my temple before leaving her lips pressed against my neck.

Once I had caught my breath I turned my head to meet her lips for a quick kiss before I buried my face back into her shoulder. I kissed my way back up to her neck, licking off the drops of salt water resting there. I caught the lobe of her ear and tugged on it gently. Then I licked up the outer rim of her ear and she shivered in the warm water. I clutched her to me holding her so tight, never wanting to ever let her go again and I took her mouth. Her sweet salty mouth, and I kissed her deeply. Stroking her tongue, then pulling back and nipping at her lips before kissing her hard one more time. I wanted to tell her that I loved her that I was never letting her go again, but I knew it was too soon and too fast for her.

After several more minutes I lifted her off me and stood, pulling my shorts back up, pulling her to her feet and leading her back up to the beach. I handed her the wet bra, which she wadded up in one hand, and the clothes off my shirt, which she accepted and slowly slid on. I picked up the gun and slid it back into my pocket. I just carried my shirt, shaking the sand from it, knowing that I was going to wear it a lot on the island and not wanting to get it all salty just yet.

I led her back up the beach, hand in hand, smiling like it was the best night of my life because it was going to be one of them. When we got to where the volleyball net was set up I searched around for our shoes. Once I had located them I carried both hers and mine in one hand leaving my other hand free so that I could continue holding onto hers.

Halfway back we could see the outdoor lights from several of the cabanas and she stopped. "Everyone is in bed and those that aren't are watching TV, or doing something else." I assured her. "Everyone's curtains are closed Babe, no one is standing by their front window looking out. Come on." I tried to encourage her, but she was hesitant pulling her hand from mine, but I held on tight.

"Come on Babe, no one knows what we've been doing but us. No one will be surprised to see us together.

She relaxed against me and gave me a small nod and I led her to our cabana which was the second one down on the left side right next to my grandmothers. I had to debate the wisdom of this set up, knowing how loud we could get, but figured since each of them had at least four kids, it wouldn't be any surprise that two young people in love would be burning up the sheets instead of sleeping in them.

Once inside I pulled her into my arms and kissed her again but after a moment she pulled away.

"Your shorts are too wet. Where are we going to hang our wet things?"

"No problem, they can dry over the shower rod." I told her as I stripped down and finally removed my condom, finding the small bedroom trash can to empty my pocket. I had always considered myself lucky that with my girth and staying power, I didn't shrink so fast a used condom would slide off un-expectedly.

"Come on Babe," I told her, "let's take a shower." I walked back over to my bag and retrieved several more condoms knowing that our night time activities were just getting started.

We were active all night long, doing it twice again after our shower. Finally we slept ,but I woke her up two more times rivaling the night of the deal. I reset my morning alarm for seven am. Enough time to get Stephanie up and to the dining room for breakfast.

I woke before my alarm and decided against waking up Stephanie for another round. Something about having her for good was amping up my normally high sex drive and I needed to slow down. I discovered in Hawaii that while she might be good for as many rounds as I wanted one day, the next she would be sore and not interested in bedroom activities. She would probably already be sore from our night of frolicking and would need the day to recover. Besides, no matter how badly I wanted her, I knew morning was not her time of the day unless she was up first and initiating the activity.

I showered and dressed in another pair of black board shorts and a blue t-shirt with my leather flip flops for the day. Knowing my men have never seen me so casually dressed, I suddenly changed my mind and pulled out some of the extra RangeMan tanks that Ella had made and put one on. It left me more casual than normal, but still on-duty and in charge of the men.

I checked my emails but there was no new information from Tank. He thinks the men after us have left Newark because every lead is turning up cold. At seven I gently woke Stephanie who rolled over and put her pillow over her head wanting to go back to sleep.

"Come on Babe. You have to get up if you want breakfast. They are only serving it till eight." She rolled back over and looked at me with bleary blue eyes and I made a mental note not to keep her up as much tonight. She needed a good eight hours of sleep, where I can function with less than four and be optimal after six. I turned on the shower and waited till it was warm, then I walked to her side of the bed, pulled the sheets away and dragged her to the bathroom and pushed her under the spray.

I didn't really want to be so pushy but she would be madder for missing breakfast, and her stomach would be complaining all morning, than at me for pushing her into a shower. I went into the small sitting area and waited so she could get out and dressed without me ogling her. Fifteen minutes later she appeared. Hair pulled back in an expected pony tail, with a green t-shirt and blue jean shorts with white sandals.

I smiled at her, she was so beautiful in the morning. Heck I thought she always looked beautiful, but in the morning, she was still sleep stuptified and was soft, sweet and warm, like cuddling up to a life size, teddy bear. I pulled her into my arms, held her close and kissed her deeply. Then I simply took her hand and led her to the dining room.

To be continued…

A/N: Thank you! Thank you! Thank you all for your reviews! Now up to 104 reviews! Thank you shellbell78! You were my 100th review. Thank you to all my guest reviewers I can't respond to you but I appreciate you! Big Christmas Thank You to all my regular reviewers! Thank you Buddy's Babe, First Generation Scot, trhodes9, aruvqan, GarbanzoBeans, the newest daughter, bb2020, Angela Mueller, redbird23, baileygirl12, and most Especially Vulcan Rider for all your great reviews! The week before Christmas has been crazy and I haven't been able to respond to reviews like I had been. Just know I love and appreciate every one! Merry Christmas! This is your Christmas present from me. Hope you have a great day!

As always big THANK YOU to my beta Sassysaint who makes my story's more readable. You are AWESOME! THANK YOU! Couldn't do it with-out you! If you haven't read all her stories, they are great and will give you something to do this long Christmas week.

Second Big THANK YOU to my sister, Jonelle. Who is giving my stories a thorough technical analysis (ie deep proof reading) Thank you for offering great suggestions and fixing all my comma's, apostrophes, and all my many other little mistakes. THANK YOU! THANK YOU!

A/N When Ranger told me he wanted a night time beach stroll under the stars I expected words of love and commitment, another heartfelt romantic discussion, not seduction. But that seems to have been his plan and it worked out quite well (for him). This was the first smut scene I have ever written and I think it came out ok. At least he said he was satisfied with it. Please read and review but be gentle it was my first time…..writing it. ; )

Ok I have to be brutally honest, I tried something like this once and well we were standing out too deep, the waves kept pushing us around but something happens when you stand too long in dark water, little fish come up and bite you on the butt. I don't know if our butts were so white they shined in the moonlight but me and my man kept getting bit and though we were determined we just couldn't make it happen in the water and retired to the sand. Doing it on the sand was more effective, but you get sand everywhere! Well I always imagined it being better and more romantic so this is what my imagination came up with. I kept trying to get little fish to bite Ranger on the butt and maybe because he doesn't have a white, glow in the dark ass. Or maybe because it is too sizzling hot, or maybe because he is Ranger and stuff like that just doesn't happen to him I couldn't bribe one single little fish to do it. I know if I was a fish you couldn't stop me from wanting to bite an ass that fine, but I couldn't get one fish to dare to enter his space and mess with his ass, his woman or his rhythm. LOL : )

Trenton Merry Men Assignments (20 Men)

Abuela Sanja – Vince

Abuela Rosa – Manuel

Maria – Erik

Leyla – Hal

Angelia – Woody

Isabella – Cal

Oshanna – Lester

Rachel – Eddie

Julie – Junior

Stephanie – Ranger, Marc

Extras – Bobby, Ram, Zero, Zip

Night's – Chester, Chet, Gino, Mario, Ramon, Ryan