~Three Years Later~

Sitting in her, relatively new, pearl white Tesla X, Beth looked at the time. Not even two minutes later Ruby stops next to her parking spot at the back of Fine & Frugal, just in time. Annie, on the other end, was late as per usual.

Climbing out of the car she went straight to the topic. "How was it? Did you sign it?"

Ruby grinned widely, "Damn straight I signed it! Casting is starting next week and filming in a month!"

"Oh, Ruby! Congratulations! That's amazing!" She said hugging her friend.

After cutting her crime-life short, Ruby picked up her childhood dream of becoming an author and started writing again. The novel about three suburban moms orchestrating a grocery store heist to escape financial ruin and establish independence, became an instant success, topping all best-seller lists within two weeks of release. The nation fell in love with these troubled women, related to their problems, laughed with their antics, swallowed their pickles and reeled on the forbidden chemistry between a housewife and a gangbanger.

Rio was livid when he found out Ruby was being published, but Beth reasoned with him that it was fiction, no one could possibly make a connection to them and managed to convince him to read it, and like the rest of the world, he couldn't put it down. In the end, he was happy with how Ruby made him sound good .

The fast and witty page-turner of which you couldn't get enough shot Ruby to stardom and landed her a deal to a tv series.

Things were finally working out for her friend. Sarah was doing great, her marriage couldn't be better, Stan had his dream job and money was finally not a problem.

Walking around the building, Annie finally makes her appearance carrying a grocery bag.

"I cannot believe you. You work here and somehow manage to arrive late." Beth roasted her.

"Chill sis. I'm like 2 minutes late, besides... I was getting what you asked." Annie said shoving the paper bag against Beth's chest.

"Thanks. Did you get the blueberries?" Beth asked checking the bag doubtful.

"Yes, I did. Doesn't your rich white ass have people to do the shopping for you? Why did you ask me to buy all that stuff, anyway?"

"This rich white ass has to be somewhere real soon, so… Y'all ready for this? " Beth asked.

"It's now or never." Said Annie.

"Let's do it." Ruby agreed.

Reaching into her car Beth, dropped the groceries in the boot and got out their usual get-up.

A bottle of scotch and three shot glasses.

Beth filled the glasses and passed them around. They had come up with this tradition. On the anniversary of the Final & Frugal robbery, they would come and have a drink in the parking lot, celebrating what, for better or worse, had changed their lives forever.

"So, what are we grateful for this year?" Beth asked.

"L'chaim. To life ." Annie said, raising her glass.

She'd just been promoted to regional manager to the Fine & Frugal chain. Sadie was starting her transition as smoothly as a teenager could deal with it. And she had finally got over Gregg. After his last stunt, she had to. Even after three years, it still hurt to think about it, how he had sat with Nancy and shamelessly asked her to be their surrogate, not even 24h after shagging her. Anyways, it was over and done for. The only reason she maintained a cordial relation with him was Sadie. She had been dating a nice guy for the last year, and things were going great. It wasn't a mind-blowing passion, the likes of Beth's and Rio's, she didn't think anyone could top those two, but… who knows? There was still the chance for her charming prince to come and sweep her away, for now, she was enjoying life.

"I'm still grateful for not having drugs smuggled up my butt!" Said Ruby, cracking them all in laughs. "Oh! And for my next book! And for the tv-series deal!" She added, raising her glass.

"You finalized the deal? OMG! Congratulations! Shit! You hear that, Beth? We gon' be on tv!" Annie screeched truly happy for her friend Ruby.

Beth chuckled, "It's not us. But I'll drink to that and Ruby's success!"

"Why, thank you!" Ruby said, bowing graciously. "But I couldn't have done it without you beeches!"

"Mmhmm, that's the truth, my friend! You owe us those royalties." Agreed Annie.

"Bitch, please! You should be paying me and my long sauce arms. If I did get in that drain to get the keycard you dropped on that disgusting furry salad, we would be having this talk as cellmates, in the big house!"

Beth's phone rings and she moves a few feet away to take the call. "Hey! No phones, remember?" Shouted Annie.

"It's the real estate agent. I need to take this, it won't take a minute…"

Annie puffed, "She makes the rules, then breaks them! Typical!"

Ruby just shrugged, "Let's drink these while we wait?"

"Did the house sell already?" Asked Annie once Beth join them again.

"No, not yet. It goes on the market tomorrow. Why? Did you change your mind?" Beth asked.

"Hell no! If I lived at your old house, my sexual life would be ruined. All I would think about was you and Rio doing it! Everywhere!" She added with a disgusted face.

Beth laughed, she wasn't wrong. Before they moved to the Spanish villa, they had done it pretty much everywhere. In fact, there was only one place she was absolutely sure they hadn't done it. And, Beth was adamant to fix that before she handled the house keys to real estate agent tomorrow. Hence her hurry.

"It could be worse…" Said Ruby, "You could be thinking about Dean."

"Ewww!"

"How's the bimbo-bride by the way?" Ruby enquired as Beth topped their shot glasses.

True to Beth's suspicions, Dean had re-married a bimbo. But, the kids seemingly enjoyed their time together, there wasn't much more she could ask for.

"Young and beautiful, I suppose. I haven't actually met her." Beth shrugged, "The kids like her, tho. She's fun . Their words. But enough of Dean, I have things to do and it's getting late…"

"You still haven't told us what are you doing that's so important…" Annie pressed with a smirk, "All this rush… the things you asked me to buy! You're going on a sex-escapade, aren't you? That's why you want me to look after the twins!"

Her escapades with Rio were a constant topic of teasing between them girls. After almost four years, their fire was still burning as hot as the firsts days and showing no signs of quieting.

Beth chuckled, "Don't you wish to know?"

"God! What I wish is I'd used the 'raisin cave' line back then! At this rate, I'll never get to use it!" Sulked Annie.

Ruby almost spilled her whiskey with the earthy laughs.

"You are never letting that go, are you?" Beth said, having a hard time keeping her own laughter at bay.

"Nooo, never!"

"C'mon bitches, let's finish this before Mrs. Aguilar here, crawls out of her skin… " Ruby interfered, always being the mediator between the sisters. "So, what's in the books for you this year?" Ruby asked even tho, they already knew the answer. It was the same every year.

"To my honeypot," Beth said raising her shot glass.

The women then clinked their glasses together and downed the shots. Beth just placed her empty glass on Annie's hand and marched away.

"Hey!? What time are you getting home?" Annie asked to Beth's back.

"Love you guys!" Beth shouted already halfway in the car, "No more drinking for you Annie, the twins are off kindy in half an hour, you better get going if you wanna get there on time." She said closing the door, then opening it again she beamed her girlfriends a flushed smile. "And don't wait up for me, I'll be in late."

Her honeypot, like she liked to refer to, was everything that came from investing in something legit… Rio. And by God... it was the sweetest honey that any Queen B. could have asked for.

Life wasn't perfect but it was goddamn near.

And their twins baby girls were the cherry on the top.

You'd ask anyone and they would tell you that the girls had the perfect mixture of ADN to resemble both parents.

Rio would tell you they were the spitting image of their mother, with their cute chin dimple, fair skin, and strawberry blonde hair.

To Beth, the caveman evolution did is thing, they looked like just daddy. Adorable crooked half-smiles and deep coffee brown eyes under long lashes.

What they equally agreed on was their feisty spirit.

The twins certainly brought a new dynamic to the family, and the first months were complicated, especially with Emma. Used to be the apple of his eye, Emma had had a very hard time sharing Rio's attention. And despite Rio's help, with two newborn babies to care for added to all the rest, Beth was more fractionated than ever, which hadn't helped. For a while, Beth feared Emma's resentment towards the twins wouldn't go away, but unsurprisingly Rio had managed to break through her, and now the three of them were like peas in a pod. Emma being the devil's advocate between the twins.

She couldn't thank enough for Rio, he was much more than the fun dad, he was the complete package. Never shying away from a nappy change, feedings and what not or happily babysitting so she could have some 'me time' or a night out with the girls.

He was also fiercely protective of Jane, especially now that she brought the first boyfriend to the house. The poor boy had the fright of his life. They had arrived when Beth and Rio were in the middle of a knife-throwing contest. True to his word, Rio had taught Beth the art of throwing knives, usually used as a way to end a dispute between the two of them. Which was the case at that particular moment. The boy went to greet Beth, and in his nervousness or lacking the knowledge, committed the crime of calling her Mrs. Boland. Rio had squeezed the boy's hand hard enough to make him wince and teary, then left him white-faced when he threatened to make target practice out of him. Poor Jane had been mortified and it took Rio two weeks until she forgave him. The boy hasn't visited since.

Then there was Kenny… which to Beth's dismay wanted to go live with Dean. Mum, it's just for a couple of months, he had said. Beth was so scared to let him go… Dean had a certain allure to the kids that she'd never had... What if Kenny decided not to come back? Beth's heart sank at the possibility. But, Rio had reasoned with her, she couldn't say no, he was a teenager, a no would only make him want to go even more, and he missed his dad. Rio did his best as a fatherly figure but he wasn't his father. He already had one. She had to let him go.

The sweet, good-natured Danny, her perfect golden boy, was the only one that didn't give her heartache... so far.

And of course, when the mood struck, she and Rio dwelled into huge quarrels and even bigger reconciliations.

Beth's old house turned out to be one of those. While she barely remembered she had another house, apparently for Rio, she keeping the house had been like a sore spot on the back of his mind. All these years he hadn't said shit, so it was a surprise when she came up with the topic of giving it to Annie or selling it and put the money in the kids' trust. Rio came out at her with an angry 'bout time you sold that place ', and an epic fight broke loose.

"What the fuck is going on with you?" She exploded, "If you're mad about something, why don't you just tell me? 'Cause for the life of me I can't think of one reason why you're giving me the evil eye right now?"

"You can't think of one reason?" He asked incredulously.

"Not one," she retorted defiantly.

Then it was Rio's turn to lose it. "How about the reason why you kept the fuckin' house, huh? You still have doubts about us!" He spat with anger.

For a moment Beth was too flabbergasted to react.

"You kept the house has a safety net!" He accused, "Why the change of heart now? Have I finally proven myself worthy enough for you?"

"How can you even say that!" She protested with indignation. Honest to God, she hadn't thought about the house in years, the only things left in there were old furnishings and moths. Might as well sell it instead of being closed down and wasting away with time. "How come you kept your bachelor pad, then? You don't see me freaking out about it, do you?"

"We use it all the time!" He shouted back.

"We could damn well pay for a hotel room to go and fuck!"

"Ah-ha! See what I mean? You said fuck, not make love… you said fuck! "

Beth puffed. He ought to be kidding! He said fuck all the time! She could probably enumerate with her fingers and toes all the times he said make love! "You're the most pig-headed man I've ever dealt with!"

"Don't you call me stupid again, Elizabeth! I've had enough of you givin' me lip!" He warned her.

At that point they were barely inches apart, nostrils flaring and the sexual tension could be felt, crackling in the air.

"You're a stupid, stupid man!" She blared out, her nipples were so hard, that they ached painfully against the fabric of her bra.

Not two seconds later they were all over each other. Fucking. And making peace much later.

That was two months ago. And Beth still blushed. That was one of the most memorable nights they had shared, so far. She had all the intention to make today's as memorable.

Rio twisted the key on the lock, heart beating like a motherfuker.

"Elizabeth?" He shouted into the house.

"In here," She whispered breathy.

His heart hammered harder on his chest and fear churned in his gut. Not sure what to expect after her frantic call, urging him to come to the old house asap, Rio had slid a gun onto the back of his belt before driving here full tilt.

Just thirty minutes ago, he was mentally patting himself on the back after receiving his quarterly financial reports, congratulating himself for being such a clever, wealthy businessman… now he was kickin' himself for being such a fuckin' sloppy husband. He should have never listened to her pleads and dismiss the security. If something happened to her, he would never forgive himself.

With a deep breath, Rio strode into the dining room, hand on the gun at his back, ready for anything.

He stopped in his tracks with a deep frown at the sight in front of him.

The dark mahogany table, where years ago he had beaten the shit out of Dean, was set for breakfast, in the center stood a stack of blueberry pancakes. The bottle of bourbon and whiskey tumbler, the odd items for a breakfast setting.

"Beth, what's all this?" He asked.

She adjusted her cleavage - she was wearing a dress, the purple one with the pink flowers, he hadn't seen the pretty thing in a long while - and Rio followed her movements from under his sinful long lashes.

"It was a one-night stand. I had just found out that my husband was cheating on me with a child. More or less. And I was lonely and angry. And… normally, sleeping with a complete stranger would repulse me. But it didn't that day. I dropped the kids off at school and went straight to the bar."

"What the fuck, Elizabeth?" He said coming closer to her, completely confused. "Do you have any idea how worr…"

"We drank a little," Beth kept talking, cutting him off. She grabbed the bottle and poured a heavy hand of bourbon.

Then sipped the liquor delicately, her blue gaze never leaving him, she offered her hand for him to take. When he did so, she pulled him close to her. Her lips coaxed his open, and she swept her tongue over his, sharing the lingering taste of bourbon with him. Rio moaned and tried to kiss her deeper but she quickly pulled back.

"And I invited him back to my house. We drink a little more." She took another sip from the tumbler and this time he didn't need to be persuaded. He leaned forward to have a taste from her lush lips.

"Beth…" He groaned huskily. He didn't like games, but this particular little game of her was turning him insanely hard.

"And then I realized that what I was doing was insane. And I told him to go." She continued.

Propping herself seductively against the table, she laced her hands behind his neck bringing him closer, "And he kissed me."

Rio smirked amused but dutifully obliged, planting a kiss on her lips, "I kissed him back." She said grinning against his lips before capturing them in a passionate kiss.

Rio moaned hoarsely and she pulled back from the kiss. "He pulled my panties down, and we screwed right on the table, on the breakfast dishes."

Rio's eyes bulged out from its sockets. "Fuckin' hell…" He growled almost painfully.

Before she knows it, his fingers are hooked onto her panties, he almost ripped the flimsy thing with his eagerness. Beth's clumsy hands struggled with his belt buckle, his strained erection making her job tenfold harder. She was suddenly very glad for his impatience when he does the rest of the work for her, pulling his jeans and CK boxer-shorts in one go.

Hasty spinning her around, he forced her to bend over the table, her breasts crushed against the breakfast plates.

Panting heavily, he lifted the hem of her dress and placed his cock on her glistening wet slit, sheathing himself, fully, with one powerful stroke. Both moaned loudly at the pleasure of the perfect fit.

Not wasting a second, Rio clawed at her hips and rammed into her savagely. Filling her to the core repeatedly.

"The kids… had pancakes. Blueberry. If you were... wondering." She managed to say, struggling between moans.

Each plunge of his cock was bringing her closer and closer to the sweet moment of release. "Oh... God! Yes! Fuck me... harder!" She screamed, half pleading, half demanding.

"Fuck..." He hissed as her walls gripped him greedily. Not wanting to spoil the fun just yet he pulled out of her. A stream of pre-cum beaded over the tip of his cock. Beth groaned in disappointment, then in bliss when three fingers of his fingers filled her pussy and his thumb circled her rimmed back entrance. It doesn't take more than two quick thrust of his fingers for her to become undone.

She was still flying high when he scooped her around, her ass landing harshly on the table, she didn't care, she couldn't… not when he looked at her like that.

With his hungry, dark, obsidian eyes roaming all over her, he pulled at the belt that secured the dress wrapped around her body. The thin fabric opened to reveal her exceptional creamy skin. Sliding his lower lip between his sharp teeth, Rio ran a finger from her wet slit to the front of her black lace bra, hooking it under the front-clasp he pulled at it until it became undone. Her breasts spilled unceremoniously, under his lustful searing gaze.

Moaning, he latched on her taut nipple, flicking his tongue and sucking at the same time. Beth, ran her hands in his crips hair, pressing his head harder against her tit as pleasure renewed in her lower belly.

Releasing her nipple with a pop, licking and sucking at her skin, Rio kissed his way up her neck. His tongue traced her lips while his hands seized the tender skin under her knees, spreading her wide apart.

His cock found her entrance without needing guidance, it knew his way home. The touch of her wetness against his sensitive head was dazing. Clenching his jaws he thrust inside her, the snug resistance over every inch of his dick almost too much.

"Motherfucker…" He growled, holding still he breathed through his nose, trying to battle against the need to release his load right there.

"Don't stop," Beth begged.

Her inner walls rippled around him, welcoming him deeper into her core.

"Jesus, Elizabeth. You think I can?" He croaked, pulling back and plunging hard and deep.

Beth threw her head back in bliss, digging her nails into his shoulders while an erotic moan grew from the depths of her throat.

Each brutal thrust hitched a breath out of her, making the dishes on the table and her breasts bound erratically. His cock disappearing between her pink pussy lips. The flush spreading over her body. Her parted mouth and darkened blue eyes. Rio couldn't look away. He didn't want to. It was the most beautiful sight in the whole fuckin' world.

"Rio… " She gasped trembling as the orgasm rippled through her.

Her insides tugged at him, milking him hard. His cock thickened and throbbed in response. He took her mouth with his, moaning as their tongues met. And with one last desperate thrust, he joined her in bliss, collapsing into her body and flooding her cunt with his seed.

"And that's… how you make a gangbanger sound good to the feds." She drawled raspy, after recovering her senses.

"Goddamn, Elizabeth." He moaned, "Is that what you said to Turner?"

"Exactly that way." She grinned meekly, feeling completely and utterly ravished.

"Sweet baby Jesus! And you waited till' the day you're going to put the house on the market? Almost four fuckin' years later to tell me?" He asked in disbelief.

"All this time I've hated feeling like a liar." She said playful.

"Well, fuck me… It ain't no lie no more."

She cupped his cheek lovingly and kiss him. "Thank you, hun! You've cleansed my soul."

Then she laughed.

The musical sound filled the room. And like every other time, it made him feel like he was standing in a timeless dream. His demons seemed to dissipate like dew in an unexpected brush with sunlight.

Rio basted in her light greedily and drowned in her deep ocean eyes wholehearted.

After all this time he still wondered how the hell he dived into that sea and, by hook or by crook managed to come out clean rather than the alternative.

"No, Elizabeth. You've cleansed mine." He drawled raw with emotion.

Never leaving her eyes he placed a kiss in her palm, "I love you. Now and always."

Entwining her fingers with his, she repeated their wedding vows as vehemently as he did, "And I you. Now and always."

With their wedding bands touching as intimately as their bodies did, they kissed. Once, twice... it didn't matter how many times, it would never be enough. So they kissed harder, deeper, with the flaring urgent need that they've always known. Now and always.

~ The End ~

We did it! I don't even know how to thank you guys for all the support and love you guys bestowed me through this story! It has been a joy and a blessing! So thank you so much!

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Fun facts:
- Aguilar, derives from the Latin Aquila 'Eagle' and means 'hunting of eagles', So technically Beth caught the Eagle! *wink wink*
- The twins have no names 'cause I couldn't choose! Hahaha I wanted to go with Montana, because of Rio's brother Monty but couldn't pick a name for the second girl.