A/N: I'm sorry for the long wait. First I went on vacation and when I got back RL was busy. Things finally settled down, so here it is, enjoy!

Huge thanks to Cat who agreed to beta this chapter for me.

SMUT warning! Play with SEX TOYS!

Birthday Surprises

by Katrin

Chapter 4

Reaching into the box beside the bed again, I rooted around until I found personal lube and the smallest butt plug. Scooting down her body until I was sitting between her spread legs, I poured some of the lube onto her anus and put a glob of it onto my forefinger. I massaged her there, relaxing the muscles before I pushed against the tight ring. Her muscles gave way for my finger, the lube making it quite easy to slide in. I moved my finger slowly in and out of her.

"You okay with this, Babe?" She had left all decisions to me, but that didn't mean that I would take advantage of her and not make sure that she enjoyed it. I wanted to broaden her horizons, not break them.

"Hmm."

I kept up the steady movements of my finger until she was pushing back, trying to ride the digit.

Pulling my finger out, I lubed up the butt plug, as well as pouring some extra lube onto her anus yet again. I positioned the toy, ready to put it in place, but as soon as the cool tip touched her, Steph tensed up.

"Relax. Remember how good my finger felt." I started stroking her back again and gradually she relaxed.

"Give it another try? I promise, if you don't like it just tell me and I'm gonna take it out immediately."

"You aren't going to use the beads, are you?" Her voice was so tiny and unsure I was seriously considering just stopping and making love to her like we usually did.

"No beads. I've selected the smallest butt plug, the light blue one." She had seen me unpack her grandma's present so she knew which one I meant. I never let up the stroking motions on her back, reassuring her.

"Hmm, put it in." Holding the plug still in place I just had to lightly push against it, pushing it slowly into her as yet untouched ass. A little way in I met resistance I hadn't felt when using my finger.

"Push out a little," I commanded. She did as I told her and the toy went right in without any further problems, but it also told me that she wasn't as relaxed as I wanted and needed her to be, so I started the massage once again.

"Just relax, babe. Let yourself go. I'm gonna take care of you."

She murmured something I didn't quite understand while I worked the tension out of her body until she was boneless. I massaged her butt cheeks, tapping again the butt plug every once in a while, adding extra sensations to what Steph was already experiencing. Every tap caused her to moan.

"You okay?"

"Can't believe how god it feels." Her voice was muffled by the pillow she was lying upon, but this time I could understand her without problems.

"It's about to get a lot better. Stay put." I got up to wash my hands before I did anything else to her. Afterwards I sat back down on the bed but didn't straddle her. I put another pillow under her stomach and spread her legs again. I settled down between them, her sex displayed to me and in easy reach.

"You still okay?"

Steph was unusual silent, but it could always have been the state she was in. "Hmm," she groaned finally. She tilted her hips, inviting me to touch her and I did just that. I brushed a finger over her clit and she jerked in reaction, either because of the sensation or because she was surprised I would never know. I did it again and she moaned. Tracing a finger around her moist opening I felt her push back against it, trying to increase the friction.

I brought my fingers back to her clit, rubbing it lightly until she was shivering and she had the pillow her head was lying on in a death grip. Good thing Ella thought we needed so many pillows.

"Ric, please."

"Please, what?"

"I need you inside me, filling me, stretching me."

"No. You've got to wait some more for that." I knew I was taunting her, but it would make her eruption more powerful.

From the way her muscles trembled, I knew that she was getting close to what promised to be an incredible orgasm for her. My need was growing as well, literally, but I ignored it, controlled it, so Steph could fully enjoy this experience.

I teased her clit some more, her hips bucking wildly against me now.

"You like that, Babe, don't you? Having a butt plug up your ass while I finger your clit? Or isn't it enough for you? Do you want more?" My voice was harsh with desire for her.

Her only response was a gasp, as the ability to talk had already left her.

The circles I was rubbing were getting harder and faster as I thrust two fingers into her. My thumb was pushing against the plug and she came violently. Her whole body went rigid, falling into spasms and she screamed incoherent, not even able to form my name as she usually did. This was exactly the reaction I had wanted her to have, how I had wanted her to go over the edge. It was how I had wanted her to enjoy her first experience with a butt toy.

I gave her some time to come down from her high, laying down beside her, pulling her into my embrace.

"You okay?" She was awfully quiet, something I wasn't used to from Steph and therefore it had me worried.

"Wow, just wow." She could only croak, so I handed her the bottled water. She took it gratefully and gulped about half of it down.

"Better now?"

"Very." She shifted a little and moaned again.

"Everything alright?" I had no idea why she was moaning as I wasn't doing anything to stimulate her.

"Yeah." She moaned again and started rubbing herself against me. My cock was lodged between her butt cheeks and I was about to lose it.

"Turn around, Babe." She turned in my arms and I kissed her.

Steph was rocking against me, my cock between us. It felt incredible, not only the sensations her movement were causing but also the emotions she set free in me. I felt ready to burst, the love and desire I felt for her, but also the friendship and partnership we shared. And most of all, she was finally mine. After years of going back to Morelli, she was finally and undeniably with me.

I had my hands on her butt, holding her to me, but also trying to stop her wiggling.

"You've got to stop, Babe, or I'm gonna lose it."

Instead of answering me, she just lifted her upper leg and hooked it around my legs, pulling me even tighter to her, bringing my cock in direct contact with her wet opening. I loved it when she took the initiative in bed, when she got aggressive and demanding. And she knew this.

I wanted nothing more than to sink into her, her hands roaming over my chest doing nothing for my self control, when I remembered that the plug was still in place, firmly lodged into her ass.

"Do you want me to take the plug out?" I'd never force her to wear it, although she had said I could do as I pleased. I knew from personal experience that after some time those little buggers could get damn uncomfortable.

"Huh?"

"The butt plug that's still inside you, do you want me to take it out for you?"

Steph blushed a crimson red and broke our eye contact, looking down between us, avoiding my gaze.

"Yes. I never- never thought I would say this but I really enjoyed it. But it's getting uncomfortable now." She was blushing even darker, something I hadn't thought possible.

"Hey," I tipped her chin up so I could look into her eyes, "There's no need to be embarrassed." I brought my hand around to her rear, letting my fingers wander around until I found the base of the plug. I told her to push out and carefully pulled. Seconds later it was out. I placed it on the night stand so I wouldn't forget to clean it later on.

"Better now?"

"Very."

I forced her to look into my eyes but she tried to avoid it."What about a repeat performance sometime in the future?" I wanted to know just how much she had liked it. We were in a test phase for sex toys and I wanted to find out which ones she liked the best.

"We can do it again, but not that often, okay?" Her voice was small and she sounded so insecure that it tore at my heart. I nearly got the impression she was trying to please me.

"I'd never force you to do anything you don't want to do. Always remember that, Babe. I love you."

She nodded and I cradled her in my arms. I felt her breath get deeper and even, and before long Steph was asleep in my arms, leaving me with a world class erection and no way to do anything about it.

It had been a wonderful evening though. I'd had a lot of fun, we'd laughed and enjoyed ourselves, we had entertained the others and my men had surprised me with their gifts which we would both enjoy. Tonight's events in the apartment had hopefully been a preview of things to come. I hoped that we would use some of the care package I had received, but it was Steph's decision. Despite the boner, I fell asleep with a smile on my face.

I woke up the next morning with Steph cuddled up against me, and from her breathing I could tell that she was still sleeping. I let my hands roam over her body, slowly waking her up.

Her breathing changed slightly. "Babe, we need to get up."

"Don't wanna."

"You gotta. I'll have Ella bring you pancakes if you get up now."

"Ungh." She slowly rolled out of my arms and got out of the bed, but not without muttering under her breath constantly. She was probably cursing me for scheduling the interview that early. She had no chance though, as it was standard RangeMan procedure to do the interviews early so there was enough time to do the physical eval. And she knew that.

I gave Ella a call, asking for breakfast and then went to join Steph in the shower. I found her standing under the spray, one leg on the built-in bench, shaving her legs. I took care of pressing business and then joined her. Because of the water running she hadn't heard me enter the shower stall. I stepped up behind her, and slung my arm around her waist. She yelped in surprise and would have probably jumped as well, but I was holding her in place.

"Don't move." I took the razor out of her hand and stepped closer. The picture she made, bendt over in the shower, her most intimate parts on display for me, gave me an instant erection. She somehow sensed it as she wiggled her tight little ass against my straining cock.

"I told you not to move." To make myself really clear I pinched her nipples hard and she moaned. I had discovered over the time that sometimes she liked me to get a little rough with her.

I moved my hands up and down her front, from hips to breasts and back, never staying long in one spot. I knew that it was driving her crazy and that was exactly what I wanted. It was driving me crazy to see her like this, so trusting and willing to go with whatever I might come up with. Literally. I had to blow off a lot of steam as she had fallen asleep immediately after I took the plug out. Not that I would never hold it against her. The experience had been really intense for her, taking it out of her, so to speak, and I hadn't been surprised when she dozed off. Combined with the excitement of the previous few days and the lack of sleep the night before it was understandable.

During my musings I had never stopped the stroking. The cute little noises of enjoyment Steph was making were exciting me. I wanted nothing more than to enter her with one hard thrust, but I knew she wasn't ready yet. I left my right hand on her breast, manipulating her nipple, while I brought the other one down to play with her clit. Seven months of living together with Steph, sharing a bed with her almost every night, and engaging in love making almost as often had taught me how to arouse her. I knew how to move my fingers to get the response I wanted, and that morning I had to get the response rather quick.

Rushing things while making love to Steph wasn't one of my favorite things, but sometimes there just was no way around it. Besides, I always made sure that Steph thoroughly enjoyed it. Being as responsive as she was wasn't something I had encountered with many women. And I had been with quite a few women. That was not something I was proud of, but it was a part of me, of my history, and Steph accepted it.

In the meantime Steph had gotten hot and wet and ready, ready for me, ready to take me all in.

"Ric, please, I can't stand it any longer," she pleaded with me.

I brought my hand down to her sex as well, thrusting one thick finger into her. I curled it upwards a little, brushing against that secret spot hidden there and Steph moaned, pushing back against the finger. I moved it in and out a little, eliciting more moans from her.

"Omigod, I need more." Her wail echoed from the tiled walls of the bathroom..

I pushed a second finger in and she started riding them in earnest now. I brought her to the brink, my ministrations on her clit speeding up along with the movements my fingers made inside her. When she was about to go over I pulled my fingers out of her, leaving her hanging and she whimpered at the loss of sensation. I brought my fingers, glistening in her juices, to my nose to take a smell. They smelled of her, that musky, rough smell of sex, mixed with that sweet scent that was all woman, all Steph. Licking my fingers I enjoyed the taste of her juices, as they showed me just how much she was enjoying this.

Molding my front to her back, I thrust inside Steph, eliciting a surprised and strangled gasp from her throat.

I flicked a finger over her clit and she screamed, the sound echoing off the walls, drowning us in. It was only muffled by the noise of the water still pouring down on us.

"Please, Ric." Steph's voice was breathy, strangled. There wasn't a sound sweeter in the world than hearing her say my name like this.

"What do you want, Babe? What do you want me to do?" Teasing her like this was sure to piss her off a little, which in turn caused the wild cat to come out, freeing Steph of all the bonds the Burg had taught her. It made her more free in our love making, made her a little bit more aggressive, which in turn was a huge turn on for me. Teasing each other made our love making that much more enjoyable. For both of us.

"Move, damnit." As if to make her point she started to move her hips back against me, at least as much as the position she was in allowed her to do so.

"Move?" I flexed my hips a little, bringing my balls to her ass.

"Fuck me!" She was yelling at me, a sure sign that I had her at the point I wanted her to be.

I adjusted her position, bringing the leg on the bench down onto the floor and moving her hands against the tiled wall so she could brace herself, never pulling out of her.

When Steph was in position I started thrusting in earnest, my thrusts deep and fast, because I had just realized that play time was running out for us. I kept my fingers on her clit, but didn't move them. She was rubbing against my fingers with every thrust I made, causing her to gasp with every motion I made. Further speeding up my thrusts I brought her close to the brink and with a last tug on her clit she fell over, screaming my name in pleasure. She was shaking and sobbing, her legs unstable under her.

I felt her clenching around me, her muscles contracting, trying to pull me over the brink after her. It had been hard, but I'd manage to keep my control until I had pushed her over, but her orgasm was too much to bear, too much to hold out any longer.

I felt it coming, the tremors running through my body. My balls were getting hard and then I felt my cum spurting into her.

I groaned her name and my muscles went stiff in orgasm. I had to be careful to keep from crushing Steph.

After a few moments I felt that I was unable to keep us upright any longer, so I pulled out of her and gathered Steph in my arms before sitting down on the bench with her sitting in my lap.

The water was still gently flowing over us, providing us with warmth. I knew that we should get out of the shower, but I wasn't sure I could move yet, and I didn't want to lose contact to Steph. We remained sitting until our labored breathing had calmed down and I couldn't hear the blood rushing in my ears with every beat of my heart.

"You ready to move yet?" I asked Steph, gently nudging her in the ribs.

"Think so," she agreed reluctantly. Steph stood up with a little help and we finished showering, keeping our hands to ourselves this time by mutual agreement. We liked to wash each other, but just didn't have the time for another round. We got out of the shower and dried off, and then went to get dressed, talking about the day ahead.

"What's the plan for the day?" Steph, curious as ever, wanted to know. It didn't seem to faze her that she hadn't had much sleep the last few days, or she would have been a lot quieter.

"We've got an interview scheduled with Phoenix at 0800. After that a trip to the bonds office, see if there are any new ones. You've got a self defense lesson scheduled with Tank today at 1400 and your Mom left a message and invited us for dinner. Tank wants to show you some new move he picked up somewhere. You should probably take the chance and take him to the gun range. It's been a while since he's thrown a knife or a dart."

Steph groaned at the prospect of dinner with her crazy family, which didn't surprise me. We both knew that her mom would give her hell about the engagement and probably about our stunt with the butterfly as well.

"She's been up really early. Probably ironing the toilet paper already, the bottle of Scotch empty and she's pulled the plug." One year ago that would have surprised me, I now knew that the Burg grapevine knew no such thing as night rest.

But as innocent as the word 'plug' could be, it brought back pictures of last night. From the looks of it, Steph remembered as well.

"We better get a move on."