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Warning: Chapter 9 consists almost entirely of smut, if you're easily offended maybe you should skip to chapter 10! Chapter 9

Danny and Nick were smiling, 'excuse us,' said Nick. And they got up and left, leaving me alone with Rico.

Rico leaned forward and touched his lips tenderly to mine. It was soft and gentle yet strangely possessive. Mine. Hell yeah! I kissed him back and opened my mouth slightly in invitation, he responded. Lord but the man can kiss! I ran my hands down his back and suddenly wanted to be touching him. I considered trying to take his top off, but his t-shirts were always tight, and probably it wouldn't be easy to take it off without him helping me. So I went with the other option. I grasped both sides of his collar and ripped really hard. Voila! 1 bare-chested Ric and 2 pieces of shirt.

Rico pulled back slightly and stared in surprise at the remnants of his shirt. Then he looked at me, 'God Babe.' His voice was husky and sexy, and his eyes, oh wow his eyes, I think maybe me ripping his shirt off him was something he enjoyed. File that away.

His mouth was on my ear, sucking and teasing. His hands were undoing the snap on my jeans, pushing them down. I wriggled the rest of the way out of my jeans and Rico pulled off my top. I was wearing deep red matching bra and French panties, Rico let out a ragged moan at the sight of me. Then he picked me up and took me to my bed, he laid me down and kissed me until all I could think of was how much I wanted him, needed him. I craved him like a drug. 'Please.' I gasped, when he drew back momentarily. His eyes darkened further, 'not yet Baby.' Then I remembered Lester's comment a few days a go, about Ranger liking it when I begged. Hmm. I would have come up with a plan, really I would have, except Ric's clever hands had unsnapped the clasp on my bra and his tongue was drawing wet circles around my breasts.

His hands were running up and down my body, caressing me. I was moaning his name over and over. I needed him inside me. Maybe he didn't realise this, maybe I should tell him.

'Rico, I need you. Please, dear God Rico, please inside me, filling me, God I want you. Please Rico.' My breathing was haggard. I needed him.

'Not yet Baby.' He said, but this time his voice was raw with desire and lust. He leaned forward again and kissed me like there was no tomorrow. His hands slowly dragged down my panties. He pulled back reluctantly from our kiss, he looked in my eyes and drew in an unsteady breath. Rico eased himself down my body until his head was level with my hips. He parted my folds with two expert fingers, then he held me like that as he plunged a finger inside me.

'Oh God Baby, you're so wet. Is it for me Babe?'

I managed to nod, but my voice was gone.

Rico pushed another finger inside me; they began moving in and out of me in a rhythmic motion. Then Rico lowered his head to me and began to take small circular licks around my clit.

'Please. In. Me. Now. Please God. Rico.'

Rico stood up but kept close enough that his fingers remained inside me, stroking me still. He removed his trousers with one hand, and then pulled on a condom from God knows where. All the while his fingers were teasing me. Only now his thumb joined in, rubbing my clit. I was begging incoherently.

I felt a sense of loss as Rico withdrew his fingers from me.

'Is this what you want Babe?' he asked, touching his immense erection.

'Please.' I managed to say. Rico manoeuvred himself so that he was positioned between my legs, his cock was pressed against my entrance but he didn't enter me.

'Please Rico!' I all but screamed. He leaned down and captured my mouth, and with one hard push he buried himself inside me, to the hilt. Oh God Yes. We moved together like we'd been partners for years, the timing was perfect. He set a fast pace but I wanted it faster. I dragged my nails down his back, he picked up the speed and was pushing himself into me so hard that the barrier between pleasure and pain was getting blurred. I was so near.

I felt him coming and I screamed his name as I did too.

Then I fainted.

Rico's hands were stroking my hair from my face. 'Ok Baby?'

'Mmm. Wait a minute, did I just faint?'

'Yeah Babe.'

'But I've never done that before!'

Rico laughed softly, 'it was pretty intense Baby. Maybe you only faint sometimes.' Then his arms tightened around me and his voice turned all sexy again. 'Truth is I'm real glad that I'm the only one that's made you faint. Makes me feel special.'

'You are special, I love you.'

'I love you more. So there.' And to my complete surprise he stuck his tongue out at me. I stared, dumbfounded. Then what he had said registered.

'Hey! You're not allowed to love me more, I love you more!'

'Yeah? How much do you love me?'

'This much.' I said stretching my arms as wide ass I could. Unfortunately, Rico did the same and his arms had a wider span than me.

'Hey, no fair!'

'Looks like we've got a problem then. There's only one way to solve it. Rock, Paper, Scissors. One. Two. Three.' He chose scissors, which sucks because I thought he was going to be rock, so I chose paper. Ergo, I lose.

'Damn! Well Rico, everyone knows that RPS only lasts a day. So that means you only love me more today. Probably tomorrow I'll love you more.'

'I don't think so Babe. But we'll see.'

And I couldn't help but laugh. We talked for a little while but then Rico started to kiss my neck.

'Something on your mind Rico?' I purred.

'You know when we were talking on the phone and I was telling you about how I was going to punish you for calling me cute?'

'Yeah.'

'Punishment time.' And then he reached down beside the bed and pulled some silk scarves out of a brown paper bag. He pulled the covers off my body and pushed them to the floor. Then he tugged my hands gently over my head. With a deep blue scarf he tied my hands together and secured them to the bars on my headboard. Then he tied my left leg to the left bedpost and my right leg to the right bedpost, so that I was spread eagled.

'Tell me a stop word, so that if it gets too much I'll know to untie you ok?'

I nodded, 'chocolate.'

Rico smiled. 'Good choice.' Then his eyes darkened slightly, 'do you like this Babe? Knowing you're helpless to stop me from doing whatever I want to you? Knowing you're totally at me mercy? Do you like it?'

My mouth was suddenly dry and the area between my legs definitely wasn't. I moaned.

Ric's wolf grin made an appearance and his hand slipped between my legs. His eyes widened in surprise.

'Just my words did that to you? Oh God Baby.' Rico lifted his hand back up to his mouth and slowly licked his fingers clean of my juices. Then he reached down to the brown paper bag and pulled out a carton of ice cream. Rico tugged off the lid; he reached one finger inside and scooped some ice cream out. Then he gently spread the cool substance on my hot body. I shivered at the feeling. I moaned out load when he started to lick it off me.

'This is the only way I eat dessert Babe. When you're covered in it.' I moaned again. His teeth nibbled on my nipple; then his tongue licked the sensitised area. His hands stroked my body. I lost track of the number of times he made me come as he licked ice cream off me, but I needed him inside me. I was back to begging.

'Am I cute now Babe?'

'No, sexy and Oh God, please Rico! Please.' He chuckled but didn't stop his delicious teasing of my body. Instead he scooped out a small glob of ice cream on his finger and, to my total surprise, he eased the ice cream inside me. The feel of the cool ice cream on my hot, wet walls was indescribable. Rico lowered his tongue to me and began to alternately lick and finger me out. Holy God.

When I came to, I was still naked and tied up. Huh, guess I fainted again. Rico was gently bathing my body in warm water with a sponge. After he had washed me, he carefully and sensually dried me again. By the time he stopped, my body was screaming for him once more. He'd just washed my body for Christ's sake, how could that be such a turn on? But it was, and I was.

Rico smiled knowingly at me. He reached down to the brown paper bag and this time he brought out a small box. He opened it and inside were…feathers. About 20 of them, ranging in size, colour and I'm betting texture too. He drew out a long grey feather and ran it firmly across my hardened nipples. A shiver ran through me. 'You like Babe?'

'Yes.' I breathed. He smiled again, and pulled out another feather, 'this one is called the 'praying feather'. Want to know why?'

I nodded.

'Because when I use it on you, you'll be praying to God to make me enter you.' I swallowed hard, and didn't doubt him for a second.

Time had no meaning as he tortured me with feathers. My voice was hoarse from begging and my wrists were aching a little from straining against my bonds. But the real agony was his absence from between my legs.

Finally, as I was just coming down from my most recent peak, he untied me. The instant I was free form my bonds I pushed him down and straddled him. His length stretched me and I let out a small moan of contentment. Hell yeah. I rode him hard and I collapsed on top of him when we came.

I checked my clock as I lay in Rico's arms. And then I sat bolt upright. It was nearly 4am. The boys had left at around 10. That meant Rico had been touching me almost constantly for 6 hours. Holy fuck.

Rico just laughed at my expression. 'You impressed Baby?'

'Yeah.' I thought about it for a second. 'I'm also incredibly tired.'

Rico threw his head back and laughed with his whole body. 'Go to sleep then Babe, I won't to disturb you for at least another 3 hours. I love you.'

'I love you.' I replied and snuggled up to him to sleep.

Chapter 10

Rico lied. He woke me up two and a half hours later. 'It was an accident.' He said, wide-eyed and innocent looking. Rico never looked innocent, which is how I knew that he was telling a porkie. I narrowed my eyes at him and gave him the patented burg-glare. He kissed me on my neck and then his hand slipped between my legs and his magic fingers started to do their work. And I began not to give a toss about sleep; probably I didn't need the extra half hour anyway.

Nearly three hours later I was on my way to the office to pick up another file to replace the kitty cat one. I had a box of donuts and I was hoping like hell that they wouldn't give me a zillion questions. Who was I kidding?

'Sheeit girl!' Lula exclaimed when she saw me. 'You can barely walk! Want me to have words with Batman?' I sent her my death glare but she just laughed.

'Ladies. Babe. What did you want to have words with me about Lula?' asked Batman himself, who had entered silently.

'Uh…nothing.' Lula said.

'Look what you did!' I said to Ranger.

'What?'

I swept my hair to the side and exposed a bright red - you'd have to be blind to miss it – hicky on my neck.

'You didn't complain this morning Babe.'

I opened my mouth, but just as I was about to say something incredibly witty, his bedroom eyes made an appearance. Not the I love you eyes, but the I wanna tie you to your bed and tease you with ice cream, feathers and my tongue eyes. I couldn't breathe. Shit I was gonna have an orgasm right there in the office.

Rico took one look at my face and swept me off my feet and out of the office into the alley at the side. He fixed his eyes on mine and said, 'I want you to come. Now.'

And I did.

'That was fun Baby.' He kissed me lightly and grinned at me smugly. I was in shock. How was it possible that he made me come just because he ordered me too? I was beginning to realise that I was in trouble – I was also beginning to realise what Ric had meant when he'd said he'd 'ruin' me. Shit.

When I'd calmed down, bedroom-Rico had been replaced with business-Ranger. 'I got word that an old acquaintance of mine has got parole early. Not a good acquaintance. I put him behind bars and I'm pretty sure he wants to put me in a grave.'

I was suddenly incredibly terrified for him.

'Don't worry Baby,' he said gently, 'I've got a lot of people to watch my back, ok? It's just that you're connected with me now. So Pedral might try to get to me through you. I just want you to be careful. I'm going to ask Danny, Bobby, Tank and Lester to take turns keeping an eye on you, alright?'

I nodded. 'Can you give me details about Pedral? Age, physical appearance, that kind of thing – just so I know who I'm looking out for.'

Ranger nodded, 'Here's the file for Nile Pedral. Unfortunately he has a fairly large number of associates that we haven't been able to identify as of yet. So just take care.' Rico's eyes softened, 'I love you.'

'I love you more,' I replied. He smiled at me and made the RPS fist. 'One. Two. Three.' I was paper again and he was rock, 'I win!'

Rico just laughed, 'only for today.' Then he gave me a swift kiss and was gone.

I tried to get rid of the smile on my lips but I just couldn't. Damn that man is hot! I walked back into the office and, avoiding Lula and Connie's knowing eyes, I grabbed a file and escaped.

Arnold Hole. Poor guy, his name was Mr A. Hole – must have been rough growing up, no wonder he was FTA. Arnie was 23, Arnie liked to get high and go joyriding, unfortunately the police frowned on that kinda thing, and I'm sure they frowned on Arnie when they caught him.

I climbed into my beautiful new mazda and pulled out of the lot. A black SUV pulled out with me and I started to hum 'I'm sticking with you, cos I'm made out of glue…' Looks like my bodyguards were already on the job. Great. Witnesses.

I pulled over a few houses down from my FTA's house, SOP. I angled out of my car and knocked on the window of the SUV, it wound down and there was Tank and Danny.

'Yo.' Tank said.

'Yo yourself. Wanna come play with my FTA?'

'Sounds fun.' Tank replied. Tank went on point with me and Danny took the back. Five minutes later Mr A Hole was in the back if the SUV and we were driving, convoy style, to the cop shop.

I dragged Arnie in and handed my slip to the lieutenant behind the desk. He looked at the slip, at me, at the slip and then at Arnie. Then a big grin spread across his face.

'Hey Carl, Big Dog! Steph's brought in a Mr A Hole!'

I sighed. Let the jokes commence.

40 minutes later I escaped. I nearly made it to the car when a familiar voice said 'Hey, you got a minute?'

'Joe.'

'Cup– Steph, please?' I sighed, again. I gestured for Tank to give us some space but he shook his head.

'It's too open here Angel, and everyone knows you swing by here. Talk somewhere else.' Since when had Tank started calling me Angel? Still, that a side, he did make sense.

'Pino's?' Tank nodded and so did Joe. So off we went. All three cars. I was beginning to hate this convoy thing.

I slid into a booth at Pino's, back to the wall. Tank sat next to me, Danny and Joe sat opposite.

'Could we have some privacy?' asked Joe, looking pointedly at Tank and Danny.

Tank just glared.

'Shit, they're bodyguards aren't they? Christ, you just can't stay out of trouble! What is it this time? Rogue Feds? Assassins? The Mob?'

'NO! It's not my fault-'

'It never is.'

'Well, it really isn't this time. Some guy that has a grudge against Ranger has been let out. So I've got protection.'

'Why would he come after you? Oh Shit. You're with him aren't you?'

'Yes.' I said simply.

'Steph, he's bad news. Why won't you listen to me? Ok, so maybe we are over this time but pick another guy to see now. Any other guy. Not him. For fucks sake, he's a mercenary! You think he cares about you? No! He's just using you for a good fuck! What exactly do you know about him? Nothing! He'll always put work over you-'

'Like you, you mean? He does care for me, and for your information Morelli I know a lot more about him than you think!'

'Yeah? Like how he gets his cars? Shit – to him the law is more like a guideline, him and his men doesn't have any fucking morals! You've been dating him how long? And he's already got you in to trouble!'

'I can get myself in to trouble without Ranger's help! And he does have morals, in fact he's the best man I've ever had the honour of knowing!' I lost it then, and yelled the last bit. Then I got up and headed to the door.

'You love him.' Joe's voice was astounded, and a little bit hurt. My heart started to soften a tiny bit but then Joe said, 'but he's a spic!' If I was angry before, this was sheer fury. I spun on my heels and stalked back to where he now stood. Without hesitation I slammed his gonads so far into his body I hoped he'd have to have a testicular retrieval operation. His eyes were wide and he made a noise like 'ughn' before he dropped to his knees. Then I pulled back my fist and punched him harder than I've ever hit anyone in my life. I heard a satisfying crunch as I broke his nose.

'Don't ever speak that way about Ranger again, or his men. They are worth ten of you – each and every one. Every time I fall over, one of them is always there to pick me up. They support me, respect me. Which is more than you've ever done. You might want to avoid me for a while, because I'm so angry right now I want to rip off your bollocks and feed them to you and then beat ten shades of shit out of you. Clear?'

Joe nodded soundlessly, looking shocked. I'm not surprised; I was a little shocked myself. I've never heard myself sound like that, ever. My voice had been dreadfully calm and soft – like I should have been asking what the weather was like. Worst of all, I meant everything I said.

But looking at Joe, I could see that he still didn't totally understand, so I told him in clear English exactly what I meant.