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Birthday Surpirses
by Katrin
Chapter 7
Stealing a quick glance at Steph I could see the big grin splitting her face.
"Yup. Good thing we knew Les was going to ask Connie out or I might have had to spill the beans. Apparently Les called ahead and Connie sent Lula on a donut run. Lula wasn't happy to say the least." Sounded like I had missed some of their conversation.
Steph placed her hand on my thigh again, rubbing circles with her thumb. Before it drove me completely out of my mind I clamped my hand down over hers, effectively stilling her motions.
"Stop it if you want to live to get married."
I looked at her again and she was grinning her version of the wolf smile at me.
"Distracting you from your zone?"
"Babe."
After that we made the rest of the drive in silence. Back at RangeMan we had a quick snack before Steph went to get changed for her session with Tank and I made my way into my office. I had phone calls to make.
The first one was to Luis, setting in motion a plan I'd put together while we'd been busy in the conference room that morning. He assured me that he'd see to it.
The next calls were to my offices in Boston, Atlanta and Miami to ensure that everything was running smoothly. I'd have to go down to Miami sometime, but it was nothing that required my immediate attention, so maybe we could somehow connect it with the cruise.
Phone calls finished, I went back to my paperwork, doing anything to keep busy while Steph and Tank were tossing each other around in the gym. I resisted the urge to go and observe as both of them would tell me later how it went. Hell, I wouldn't even have to go down, I could just pull up the security feed to my computer, but somehow Moxie would know and I'd never hear the end of it.
Once the paperwork was done, I spent the remainder of the afternoon planning on how and when to use all the stuff from Edna. She sure could be scary sometimes.
Time flies when you're having fun, so I didn't realize how late it was until Steph stepped into my office, all ready to face the inquisition at her parents'. Or at least as ready as she was going to get.
"Ready to head out, Ric?"
"Just let me grab my gun." She grinned knowingly at me. Doing a quick sweep I counted at least two guns and two knives on her trim form, so she was in no place to complain.
I grabbed the necessities and we made our way down the stairs.
"How was your session with Tank, Babe?"
"He showed me the move, but I changed it a little bit so it's more effective. Afterwards I took him down to throw some knives."
"How's he doing?"
"He's slowly getting the hang of it. I've got no idea why you guys always played pool and never darts. It would make it so much easier."
"True, but we'll have to learn it the hard way."
Steph chuckled and, looking down, I caught the mischievous gleam in her eyes.
"I have so much fun teaching you guys."
We got in the car and made the way to her parents in comfortable silence. Pulling up to the curb I saw Ellen and Edna already standing at the porch, awaiting our arrival. Thankfully I couldn't see Val's van anywhere.
"You ready for this, Babe?"
"Nope, but let's do it anyway."
I got out of the car and walked around to Steph's side, opening her door for her. I assisted her out of the car while her mother was following my every move with hawk's eyes.
As we walked up to the door I had my arm around Steph's shoulder, just like usual.
"Hi Mom, Grandma."
***
We made it back to the apartment around 9.30 pm, and I was happy to get home. Home. The apartment hadn't felt like home until Steph came to live with me. I'd never realized it, but I knew now that my apartment had just been a place to crash, to get the sleep my body demanded. It had been cool and serene and looked a lot like a hotel room. Now you could actually see who was living in our apartment. It felt now warm and lived in, thanks to Ella's and Steph's job decorating it. There was a fleece blanket thrown over the back of the couch, throw pillows on the couch and a lot of framed pictures, some hanging on walls, others standing on sideboards. They were of Steph and me, Julie, our guys, me in the army, Steph with the team that trained her. And my favorite of all was the one TK had taken on her first day in Mexico, just as we were jumping out of a plane and Steph was really flying for the first time.
They had done a wonderful job.
And now, walking into our apartment after dinner at the Plums, the peace and quiet that greeted us were even more welcome.
I led Steph into the kitchen, depositing the doggy bag into the fridge and then straight through into the living room. I sat down on the couch, pulling Steph into my lap. She sought out the remote control for the sound system, turning it on to slow sensual jazz and then cuddled into me.
I was content sitting there with Steph on my lap, snuggled into me, just the two of us.
Steph moved so she was sitting astride me, her legs alongside mine, and facing me. One hand was kneading my neck, while she placed the other around my back to be as near as possible. She was nuzzled her face into my neck and I could feel her soft warm breath blow against my skin.
I pressed my nose into her hair, soaking up the scent that's uniquely Steph, of Bulgari, her shampoo and her own personal scent, a heady and addictive combination. I let my hands roam over her back, stroking the tension out of it. Letting out a sigh Steph relaxed further into me getting even closer if it was at all possible.
Steph started placing whisper soft kisses on my neck, barely touching me and at the same time covering as much ground as possible, as much as she could reach. I let my hands remain still on her back, letting her do whatever she wanted while only holding her to me. It was her show to run.
Trailing kisses up and down my neck and jaw she finally landed on my lips. She kissed me, and I mean really kissed me. She was aggressive and demanding, something I didn't get to see very often, but within seconds the desire flared through me and I felt myself getting hard. Steph was trying to scoot closer to me, trapping my arousal underneath her. It was getting too much for me and I couldn't keep my hands to myself any longer.
I took hold of her head with one hand, angling it to take the kiss deeper, while I started to explore her body with the other one.
Her full breast fit just right into the palm of my hand, her rigid nipple poking my palm. I rubbed it a little, making it even harder and coaxed a moan out of Steph in the process.
Things were really heating up and before long I had both of us stripped down and sitting back on the couch, pulling Steph into my lap again.
"Let me inside you, Babe."
She shifted her hips a little and I slipped inside her heat, stilling all movement for a moment.
"You feel so good, Babe."
"Hmm."
"You're so beautiful." And she really was. Eyes closed, a healthy blush to her cheeks, her lips slightly parted as she panted out her breath. Her eyes slowly opened and she smiled.
"So are you, Ric."
I began to move inside her, slow rocking motions meant to drive both of us insane with need.
Steph started kissing me again and tried rubbing herself against me, probably trying to get me to move.
"Shh, calm down, Babe. We've got all night."
I anchored her tighter against me stilling all movement. I kept her close when I started rocking us slowly again, keeping my movements deliberately slow and steady.
We kissed again and this time the kiss held nothing of the frenzy from earlier. It spoke of love. We kept our eyes open, looking deep into each other's eyes, each other's souls. Her eyes were a dark sparkly blue and I couldn't help but think how truly lucky I am.
"Love you, Babe."
"Love you, too."
Our movements got slightly larger, slightly faster and I brought my hands around to Steph's front, tending to her breasts. I pinched her nipples between my fingers and her eyelids dropped.
"Keep your eyes open."
"So hard."
I kept us moving for quite some time, and when I brushed a finger against her clit she was barely coherent. Steph didn't even moan anymore. All her movements had ceased, she was clinging to me, swept along by my movements.
I had a hard time holding back, the sensations nearly overwhelming me as I kept us rocking back and forth in minuscule movements.
Steph's arms were just looped around my neck, unable to do anything but holding onto me and even that seemed to be a hardship for her.
I felt the wave coming, building up at the edges of my conscious, sending tingles through my whole body, coming nearer with every thrust I made. But I wanted my Babe to come first.
So I kept the circles on her clit up, pressing against it just the way I knew she liked it and before long she shattered in my arms. I felt her contracting around me, her muscles holding me in a vice like grip her orgasm washing over her as she whispered my name.
I stopped my movements but kept brushing against hr clit, and when I felt the grip her muscles had on me lessen, I started rocking us again, just slowly to keep her going. I knew that when her next orgasm hit I wouldn't be able to hold back. I felt the skin around my balls tighten, drawing them up, getting ready to blow my load into her.
When she hit the pinnacle again I followed Steph over the brink, her muscles contracting around me, milking me, and I lost all coherent thought. Fireworks exploded behind my closed eyelids as tremors ran through my body. I heard myself groan dimly, like from far away, just barely audible above the soft jazz still playing in the background, while I was engulfed in the sensations, the rush that always came when I was together with my Babe.
I looked at Steph. Her eyes were closed and her head tilted back, she was smiling, just a small gentle smile that tugged at her features.
When I could breath normally again I picked Steph up without a word and cradled her in my arms, and despite how close I was holding her, she kept trying to get closer.
I walked over to our bed and put her down beneath the comforter, following immediately. I laid down beside her and pulled Steph toward me. She cuddled into my side as I pulled the comforter over us. The last thought running through my mind before sleep engulfed me was what a lucky bastard I must be to have such a great woman love me.
When I got up the next morning it was way past our normal waking time and Steph was still sleeping. I let her as we'd really taken it out of each other these last few days.
I went down to the gym, taking clothes with me, intending to take a shower and get ready in the locker room so I wouldn't disturb Steph's sleep.
I finished my run and showered before wandering into the break room where Ella had set out breakfast for my crew. Tank was already at the table when I walked in. He looked up at me with a questioning look on his face.
"What's going on? She throw you out?"
"No. I let her sleep in today. She's exhausted."
"Been too busy celebrating to sleep, huh? It's not like Moxie to slack off."
"Not really, but we've celebrated quite a bit. And we were over to her parents' last night."
That was when the door opened and the rest of the core team walked in, excluding Steph. The guys settled down and Tank looked at me to continue what I'd been saying.
"It wasn't too bad. Her sister wasn't there so it was actually pretty quiet."
"Ellen gave you hell?"
"Not really. She was raving and ranting a little at first, but then she just sat down and said "Well, I'm glad the two of you are finally getting married." And that was the end of it."
They looked at me in surprise.
"What about Frank?" Lil wanted to know.
"I asked him for his permission about two weeks ago, and he was fine with it. Said he was just happy it wasn't Morelli she was marrying."
"Any comments from our Granny from Hell?" Bobby asked.
"Yeah, wanted to know if we needed more condoms, as she would be happy to prepare a care package for us. Thankfully Ellen quieted her down."
Just then the door opened again and in walked none other than Steph herself.
"How come I didn't get an invite to the party?"
She walked over to me gave me a kiss good morning and settled down in my lap.
"I wake up and roll over, and what do I find? Cold sheets."
"Babe."
"What? I wanted to continue where we left off last night."
"Damn Babe. You didn't need to tell me now."
"Whining is unmanly." Before I knew it, she was on Lester's case. "So Les, tell us about your plans for the date with Connie."
"Are you fucking serious?"
"You bet I am. You guys keep track of my circle, ask me if I'm up to date on my birth control shots. You don't really expect me to respect your privacy, do you?"
Snickers were heard around the table, but she had a point here. The guys even went so far and reminded her when she needed a new shot.
Les tried the puppy dog eyed look, but it didn't fool Steph.
"Oh no, don't even think about it. Spill your guts or I'll make you do it."
Lil spoke up. "You know she's not making idle threats, so you better answer, pal." Les looked actually pale now.
"All right, I give. What do you want to know?"
"Everything. Just tell us everything." Steph settled down in her own chair to start munching the cereal Lil had placed in front of her.
The others leaned back to watch the show. Steph had the floor now.
"I asked her out."
"Well duh. Tell me something I don't already know. Like where you're gonna take her, what present you'll give, what did you plan for after dinner?"
"Planned to take her to Shorty's." From the way he looked I could tell he wasn't serious, but Steph failed to interpret his expression right.
"Just how often did your parents drop you when you where a kid? Or did you bump your head too often on one of your mission? Did you smoke something? Or do you just need a good ass kicking? I thought you were serious about Connie? She deserves better than you. I suggest you think about your choice of location again or I'll tell her to cancel your date." She was flailing her hands all over the place and picking up speed as she went.
"You're a god damn fool for thinking you can get her that way. She's already got a crush on you and I thought I knew you better. You don't have half as much brain as I thought you had."
She turned around to look at me. "Just way did you hire someone as stupid as him? He deserves to be shipped off to some third world country and if you don't take care of it I'll see to it."
"Steph!"
"You fool, you don't deserve her."
"MOXIE!"
"What?" From the looks of it she was ready to bite his head off or hand him his balls on a platter.
"I was kidding."
"What?" She looked at him in stunned disbelief.
"I was kidding. I planned to take her to Rossini's, but I thought a little bit more privacy might be better. I know of a small salsa place a friend of mine owns. It's cozy, it's got good food and a live band. Good enough?"
"I can't belief it. I thought you were fucking serious. I'm still mad at you, you know."
She ate a few spoons of cereal before she addressed him again. "Meet me in the gym in thirty minutes. You deserve an ass kicking. But I want to finish my breakfast first."
One year ago that would have cracked up all of us. Now it was something to take damn serious. All my men knew it and all did her best to stay in her good graces.
Steph looked at me. "Grandma Mazur mentioned something about needing someone to take her to a viewing. Think Lester's the man for the job?"
"Babe."
"What. He deserves it."
"Remember you wanted to take him shopping with you girls today. Might not mesh well with the viewing."
"Gimme a sec."
She whipped out her cell phone and before I knew it she was calling her mom.
"Hi Mom."
"I know it's you. Remember, I called you."
"Yes, I'll tell him. Is Grandma there."
"Yes, I'll wait."
"Hi Grandma."
"The viewing you wanted me to take you. Is the guy laid out tomorrow as well?"
"Yes? That's great. A friend of mine wants to take you, but he's incapacitated today."
"Sure. He'll pick you up at 6."
"Bye."
She closed her phone and looked at Lester. "Guess that's settled then. Grandma expects you at 6 sharp."
"Babe."
"What? I couldn't let him get away with it. And she'll do a much better job at teaching him not to tease me. And Lester," she turned to him, "wear a cup."
"All right. Plan for the day?" Tank looked at me expectantly.
"Paperwork for you." He groaned.
"Bobby, you'll start training Phoenix today, Les you get your ass kicking from Steph, during which Lil will catch up on paperwork. The three of you have some skips to catch and I expect you back here at 1400 hours. There's a shopping trip planned. I'm in meetings until about then. Lil, you'll help Bobby when you guys get back."
After a last kiss with Steph I stood up to let them finish breakfast, but I needed to get ready for my day as corporate Ranger. I had potential clients to meet.
I headed out not ten minutes later to meet the first candidate on his home turf. I preferred to do things that way as it always gave me a feeling for what we'd be dealing with.
Both clients were no problem and we signed the contracts. We agreed that I'd sent Hector and his partner of the day over to work out a plan for what kind of security they'd need and where.
That taken care of I made my way back to Haywood to meet my fiancé to go shopping. And I was right on time.
When I pulled into the garage Steph and Lester were already waiting for me. Les seemed to be a little worse for wear but I was sure that there would be nothing more than a few bruises and some sore muscles. Waiting as well was Zip. Made me wonder what he'd done to deserve the shopping trip. I parked the car and got out. Steph was already standing next to my door. After a quick kiss "hello" I pulled back.
"What's Zip doing here. I believe he's supposed to be on monitor duty today."
"He was. Until he thought laughing at Les about his date with Grandma was fun. I decided that he deserved a little fun as well. Figured we needed someone to help carry all the bags anyway."
"Babe."
"He was laughing about a member of the management. You didn't expect me to let that slide did you."
"Thinking about it. No. Now let's go." She was definitely right. If he was stupid enough to laugh about someone from management he deserved more than just a shopping trip.
We were just walking over to one of the Broncos when my pager went off. Looking at it I saw it was a page from Woody. I called him back immediately, having a feeling that something had gone wrong with a bust.
"Yo."
"What's going on?"
"Skip shot at us, Ram got nicked in the arm. Skip took one to the shoulder."
"Collateral damage?"
"None. I need someone to take care of the cops. Need to take them to hospital."
"Done. Get them taken care of."
"The cops know to expect you and gave their okay for me to leave."
Closing my phone I saw Steph whipping out hers.
"I'll take care of it and the three of you'll go shopping."
"No. I'm head of bond enforcement. It's my job to take care of it. Anyone hurt?"
"I know. And you do a damn good job, but you've got the afternoon off. I'll take care of it and then try and catch up with you at the mall. Ram got nicked in the arm, Woody's fine. Skip's gonna need surgery though."
"All right. Try to make it quick, okay?"
I kissed her again then sprinted up to the control room to gather some paper work I'd need. I had Cal draw up the last location of Woody's Bronco before I was on my way again.
Upon arriving at the scene, a cop was waiting for me. Taking a closer look at him I saw it was Morelli. This promised to get interesting.
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