Not mine. Just a little Saturday night smut for Jude's Challenge.
A Lesson on 7
Stephanie smiled to herself as she rode down in the elevator from the 7th floor apartment. She was feeling very naughty. Ranger had been down in Miami and busy with a problem account as soon as he stepped off the plane in Trenton, so they haven't seen much of each other and she was missing her daily dose of a Cuban induced orgasm. When she checked his calendar it was quite free this morning, but she had plans to fix that.
Since he was away, she and Lula had made appointments for waxes down in the Promised Land and shopping in their favorite stores along the way. The morning meeting was just about to start and Stephanie was going to spice it up a little.
So she walked with a little swing in her hips taking her normal seat at end of the first row. Tank sat in the far chair at the other end and she sat at in the opposite. They were the only ones brave enough to sit that close to Ranger. This morning Tank wouldn't be there because he and Lula were at the beach for a couple of days. So, it was Stephanie all by herself.
If nothing else, she could plead the 5th and blame it on those crazy Hungarian hormones if this plan didn't work. She was sitting there very demurely with her legs crossed as she wore a black shirt dress with an Ella embroidered Rangeman logo. She shifted in her chair turning towards Ranger knowing the dress would ride up slightly. The bottom two buttons were just a little undone.
"The Miami office was just awarded a contract to do a complete overhaul of the security systems for four chain hotels. That's why I made a trip."
He didn't finish the sentence because as he was looking around the room as he discussed his trip and his eyes stopped on his woman sitting there with a very intent expression on her face as she listen to Ranger. The way she was sitting with her legs parted gave him an eyeful. She wasn't wearing any panties he could see and a whole lot more.
Stephanie noticed his eyes widen slightly and he blinked. His train of thought stalled as he watched her shift in her chair and cross her legs seductively. He shook his head to bring himself back to reality.
"And Trenton," he began.
"Ranger, you were talking about Miami," Bobby corrected him.
"That's right," trying to cover up his mistake and regain his composure. "Good, Bobby, you're paying attention."
Stephanie was smiling inwardly, she got the Wizard and knew an orgasm or two were sure to follow. Mission accomplished.
Ranger hurriedly got through the rest of the meeting and dismissed everyone. Bobby and Lester were up immediately and questioning Ranger what caused him to lose his train of thought. Ranger was trying to get away from them and get to Stephanie. She hustled herself out of the conference room and jumped on the elevator. Suddenly, she was going to check if Connie had any files for her. Just as Stephanie is driving Ranger's Porsche out of the garage, she sees him in the rear-view mirror come running out of the elevator watching his car pull out.
Her cell phone rings immediately with the Batman theme.
"Hello, who is this?" Stephanie asked sweetly.
Ranger's voice booms, "Get back here! You don't have any panties on!"
"What? Ranger, that's crazy. I think you're seeing things, maybe you need to get your eyes checked."
"I know what I saw, Babe! Get back here! My eyes are fine!"
"Ranger, I need to check if I have any files at Vinnie's," Stephanie purred over the phone enjoying his torment.
"Do you know what happens when you tease me, Babe?" he growled.
Saying as innocent as she could, "Ranger, I love you. I would never tease you. You get cranky."
"I'm not cranky. Get back here!"
"I'm almost at Vinnie's."
"Get back here and come straight up to 7!" yelling in his cell phone. "Someone's been a very naughty Babe."
"Ranger, you're cranky. Admit it. Why don't you go take a nap and when you wake up maybe your eyes will be seeing more clearly."
He growled again, "Babe, I know when you're naked and you're naked!"
"I'm wearing a dress, Sweetheart."
"Get back here!"
"Bye, Ranger. I'm pulling in front of Vinnie's."
"Babe!" Clicking off the phone and heading back up to 7, Ranger chuckled to himself and adjusted his tight cargos; he had some things to do before Stephanie got back here.
"The minute Stephanie gets back here, I want you two to escort her up to 7," he thundered at Bobby and snapped him cell phone closed.
"I think Ranger's a little bent out of shape. Stephanie must have really done something. He sounds possessed," Bobby told his partner.
Laughing, "That's his normal tone now that he and Stephanie are married."
As soon as Stephanie put the black Porsche in park, Bobby and Lester both smiling were at the car waiting for her.
"Hi, Guys"
"Beautiful," Lester began, "we have strict instructions from the Boss to escort you to 7."
Bobby adding with merriment, "He sounds possessed."
"No, Guys. He's just cranky," joking with them.
The three got on the elevator with grins on their faces.
Stephanie got off and waved bye to Bobby and Lester. She waited for the elevator door to close before completing her next part of her plan knowing there were no security cameras in the hallway. She unbuttoned her dress and dropped it by the door before hitting her key fob.
Singing, "Ranger, I'm home," walking in the apartment.
Coming out of the bedroom was Ranger, shirtless and barefoot. His long silky hair loose. And very tight cargos from the bulge straining against the front. "It's about." He didn't finish at the sight of one very naked Stephanie standing at the edge of the living room. A mischievous curve on her pink lips and blue sapphires dangling from nipple rings surrounding a pair very pebbled nipples.
"You were saying?" A breathless tone to her voice.
Ranger's eyes grew darker than night seeing his wife. Letting out a growl and with very deliberate steps in two strides, he was at her. Slowing his pace, he circled like prey.
"Are you stalking me? Because that would be super. And I can see you're very glad to see me," she teased.
He was in front of her attempting to be menacing at his full height with his arms crossed and a piecing gaze. "You went out like this! That's bad, Babe."
Her blue eyes innocent looking up at her husband, "Is that bad bad or good bad?"
"You're in trouble," he growled before claiming Stephanie's lips.
"You can't be mad at me. I'm cute. I might even be adorable," saying against his lips running her fingers along the front of his cargos, "by the way this feels."
Never realizing they were moving because she was lost in the sheer passion of the consuming kiss until she felt something soft go around a wrist so it was above her, then the other. She looked up to see her arms caught in silk scarves hanging from a clamp on the bedroom doorframe.
Ranger had two more at the bottom of the frame she noticed when he bent down to tie an ankle with another soft binding. When he finished securing the second leg which parted them, he saw the same sapphire blue beads dangling from silver chains from her center.
A finger came up and touched them so they swung into each other and instantly Stephanie had a slight shiver. His eyebrow arched as he looked up at her.
"Lula said body jewelry is in and that the feel is incredible," she elaborated to her husband.
Her response was a sexy Cuban arched eyebrow as he stood up, "Really?"
That's when Stephanie noticed a black leather flogger now in his hand and knew she was in trouble. Good trouble.
"Bad girls need to be taught a lesson, Babe," Ranger said as he ducked around her.
She heard him behind her and then she heard a soft 'Whish' and felt the soft leather strands splaying out as Ranger caressed her skin with a criss cross motion going from her ankle to knee, then the other leg. Her skin tingling from the contact of the soft leather. Ranger made sure he kept the motion of his wrist light not to sting Stephanie. He watched as each area of her skin took on a light blush from the kiss of the leather strands. Her body wiggling with each touch and little moans escaping. After the flogger was completely over her back, legs, and ass, he gave a little more flick of his wrist and sent the leather spreading out across one ass cheek, then the other.
"Ohhh!"
"That's for teasing me," giving a few more light taps to her glowing ass before his hands were cupping the round cheeks to caress out any sting. He was nipping and kissing Stephanie's neck, "Bad Girl."
Stephanie could hear the grin in his voice. He snaked around her again and began the same flogging tickle to Stephanie's front from one leg to the other, up her pelvis and flat stomach. His eyes locking on Stephanie's at times seeing the arousal building. He gave each breast and pebbled nipple a little extra drag causing a quick intake of a breath from Stephanie. He lowered his toy listening to the moans coming from his wife. His cargos were ready to burst.
Her eyes closed enjoying the heightened sensations of her skin.
With a little flex of his wrist, the tassel tickled her center and the dangles sending vibrations through Stephanie and causing her blue eyes to open, "Mmmmmmmm."
"Feel good?" repeating the motion.
Stephanie let out "Yes!" quivering again.
Ranger stepped closer so his body was touching her and softly kissed her waiting lips. Just as he was deepening the kiss slipping he tongue past her lips, two long Cuban fingers entered Stephanie's warm core giving a curling motion. He felt her tremors and tightened around him as her orgasm overtook her. Her cries filtered through Ranger never releasing their connection. Once it passed, he whispered in her ear, "Enjoying your punishment, Babe?"
"God, yes!"
He untied her ankles and skimmed his hands up her glistening body to release her arms and carried her to their bed gently laying her in the middle. Passion heavy in her blue eyes to match Rangers. He got up, divested himself of the strangling cargos and picked up a red rose from the nightstand.
"Open up for me," dark pools intent on Stephanie's face as he stood at the bottom of the bed. His eyes meandered down her beautiful body watching as exquisitely slow her legs began to separate, little by little tempting Ranger. She was there unashamed revealing her sex to him. Wide open inviting him inside her to claim her as his when he buried himself there. Her inside thighs and sapphire beads glistening with her wetness Ranger witnessed. He was fighting his own control looking at her bared before him. The rose began snaking from the bottom of her left foot up her leg continuing up and down her arm, circling her breasts and skimming over her hard nipples, down the other side all the while eliciting soft moans from her. Her eyes closed lost in the velvet soft caresses the rose was making on her still sensitive skin. He didn't stop the rose at the bottom of her foot; it traveled back up the inside of her leg finding the path to her opening as he circled the rose around it and the engorged bud peeking through the clip. The rose dipped into her center collecting her sweetness. She shivered at the silky coolness just inside her then out and back in where she wanted a hard Cuban to be.
Whispering, "Please."
"What, Babe?" Ranger teasing her as her brought the rose to her lips so she could taste herself as Ranger's tongue began following the same trail of the rose encircling her, then sucking in the sapphire beads leading him to her captured nub and sending Stephanie over the edge once more. He watched as she rode wave after wave of pleasure he was creating drinking her nectar.
"Please, Ranger," Stephanie's raspy with desire, "I need you." Her hands were drawing him up so he was resting between her legs. Eye locked together, he was barely holding himself back at her entrance.
His voice just as hoarse, "Here?"
"Yeeees! Fill me!"
He needed no further encouragement and with one thrust was embedded in Stephanie. Her legs came around him to capture him and draw him deeper inside her wet warmth.
"You feel like ecstasy, Babe," savoring the feel of Stephanie.
"No, let me take you there," beginning to meet every forceful thrust with matched desire until both reached the exploding pinnacle of their shared loving wantonness for each other.
Eventually both Stephanie and Ranger came back to Earth snuggled into each other, one of her legs draped over his when he finally asked, "You going to be bad again?" The Cuban man was chuckling against his wife's curls.
"Hell, yes!"
"That's my Babe."
His long fingers were playing with the beads and chain of her clit clip, "I think I'm revising your Rangeman dress code to it include this."
"Oh really? Lula says it adds spice."
"It does," raising a humorous eyebrow at her.
Later, the elevator door opened on 5 with Bobby and Lester coming out of the control room meeting the married couple.
"Did you get everything worked out?" Lester chuckled seeing the sated expressions on both Ranger and Stephanie's faces.
Ranger glanced at Stephanie, "Someone needed to be taught a lesson."
Bobby had to ask, "And were they?"
A seductive look crossed Stephanie's face and she licked her lips, "I don't know. Ranger, were you?"
"Very. One Babe is all I'll ever need."
