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Chapter 6

Chapter 6

Claude

All I could think about was getting home to my girl. I wanted to wrap her in my arms and make love to her. We hadn't slept together since we had gotten back together and dammit I wanted her tonight. The road girls only brought temporary relief.
“I have missed you.” I spoke as I pulled her to me after dropping my gear on the floor.
“I have missed you too.”
I kissed her and pulled her up to me, placing my hands over her ass.
“You are really happy to see me.”
“Yes I am.”
I grabbed the bottom of her barely there tank top and pulled it over her head. I cupped her breasts with my hands and leaned down taking a nipple into my mouth.
“Please Claude, it has been so long.”
I looked up at her.
“You sure?”
“Yes Claude, I am sure. Now get on with it.”
I picked her up, throwing her over my shoulder and walking down the hall to the bedroom.

I pulled her into me, “I am glad we are back to where we are.”
“I am too.” she smiled softly.
“Move in.” I spoke
“Do you think I should?”
“Yes, I do.”
“OK.”
“I love you Spandex.”
I laughed out loud at her words.
“You haven't called me that in months.”
“I know but it seemed like a good time to bring it back. Maybe I will shorten it to Spanny.”
“Spanny?”
“Yes, I like it.” she giggled, burying her face into my chest.

Ryan

Raven had just walked out of my office when my phone buzzed

How are you? Hope you made it back to Philly OK.
Jordan

I did and thanks for checking
Ryan

G being good to you?
Jordan

Yes, Jo and no I will not date you.
Ryan

Geez, I wasn't asking... :)
Jordan

Good cause I will shoot you down every time. NC is too hot for me.
Ryan

Thats cause I am here.
Jordan

No, its cause Tito is there
Ryan

Damn gingers
Jordan

I love my gingers
Ryan

Well maybe one day you will love a big dumb blonde with dimples
Jordan

As a friend
Ryan

Ouch
Jordan

Sorry to wound you
Ryan

You are Claude's girl
Jordan

Yes I am
Ryan

He had better be good to you, You are an “adopted” Staal sister now
Jordan

You will be the first to know if he isn't although I think Danny would kill him first
Ryan

Good for Briere
Jordan

Yes he is good to me
Ryan

You think I can see you when we play Philly next week
Jordan

Probably
Ryan

Bring G along
Jordan

I will
Ryan

I am sure he will be so excited about having lunch with a Staal
Jordan

Could you bring Tito? I need to meet this ginger. I heard, he is missing a tooth
Ryan

Fucking missing tooth gingers
Jordan

I have one all to myself
Ryan

Yes Claude and Tito two of a kind
Jordan

Let me know when you get in town and Claude and I will meet you out
Ryan

Will do
Jordan

I put my phone back into my purse, hearing Raven talking as I looked up
“What are you giggling about in here?”
“I was texting with Jordan.”
Jordan Staal?”
“Yes”
“Just be careful”
“It isn't like that, he is more like a brother”
“maybe to you.”
“He knows I am with Claude and He asked us both out to dinner.”
“He would.”
She laughed and walked back out of the office.

Hi how was practice?
Ryan

Good, lunch?
Claude

Yeah can meet you in half and hour
Ryan

Ok the Irish bar?
Claude

See you shortly
Ryan

I gathered my purse and walked to the elevator, Jordan was on my mind. I had to tell Claude, but I wasn't exactly sure how to.

"Hey baby." He hugged me close
I kissed him softly on the lips.
We ordered lunch and waited for our drinks to arrive
"Everything alright?"
"Yeah, I just talked to Jordan, he wants us to meet him for dinner."
"Jordan?"
"Staal."
"Please tell me why he would want to have dinner with us."
"He is a friend, and I don't want to go without you."
"Don't you have enough guy friends?"
"Claude dont."
"Don't what? I know Jordan and he never puts anyones feelings before his own."
"He has done nothing but be good to me, don't be an ass about this."
"I am just not comfortable with you talking or hanging out with Staal."
"You are going with me."
"Yes, I absolutely am."
"Please just be nice."
I was worried but I felt better that he knew.
I watched as he picked up my iPhone clicking up and down looking for Jordan I was sure.
"It's under Jo."
"I don't know what you are talking about I was looking for the picture you took of us the other night."
“Sure you were.” I smiled over at him. He looked up over the screen of the phone.
“I wouldn't look through your phone right in front of you, give me some credit.”
“Oh so you plan on looking through my phone?”
“Only if you give me reason to.” He smirked
“Can I see yours?”
He reached down, passing his phone over to me. I opened it and smiled, the picture of us the night he had come back from Germany, all flushed from our lovemaking. I smiled down at the screen saver. “Does anyone else see this?”
“No, Well maybe Danny?”
I blushed, Claude had endured many nights of Danny’s antics after his divorce so maybe Danny was due a few..
“Briere doesn't care.”
“I know, but I look like I just got fucked.”
“I know, it makes me remember how your face curls up when you have an orgasm.”
I couldn't even say anything, my pop dried up in my throat, as his hungry eyes covered my face and dipped into my cleavage.
“Claude, sometimes you are special, like helmet special.”
“I know, and I get to wear one for a living.” He hadn't put in his tooth so the gap shone through his smile. That smile, would it ever not affect me? I decided then, probably not. I felt the wetness in my panties and knew that he knew exactly what he was doing.
“Wanna skip out on lunch, maybe take a drive to the house?”
“Claude I have to go back to work.”
“Yes, and?”
“I have to be back in thirty minutes.”
I watched as he picked up his phone from the table.
“Hi, Can I borrow Ryan for a little longer.”
I watched as he listened over the phone.
“That would be great, thanks, Raven.”
He dropped the phone on the table, snapping his fingers.
“Sometimes it is great to be Claude Giroux.”
“What did you just do?”
“Got the whole afternoon with my girl.”
“Really?”
“Yes, Raven said to take you somewhere special and I have a great place in mind.”
He stopped the waiter asked for our food to go and then handed him his card.
He was watching me, like I was prey and he was going to eat me alive. I couldn't help but pull my bottom lip between my teeth, which in turn caused his stare to darken.
“Can I have your autograph Mr. Giroux.”
The small voice, pulled his attention away from me, giving me a chance to regroup.
“Thank you.” the small boy ran away happily waving the hat in his hands, as he yelled that he had his autograph. Claude grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the restaurant.
“The food, your card.” I questioned.
“If I don't get out of there now, I am going to get mobbed.” He tugged at my hand pulling me to his car.
He leaned over and kissed me softly, smiling as he put the camaro in gear and punched the gas pulling out into the traffic.
“Claude. Your card and I was looking forward to that shepherds pie.”
He reached in his pocket, pulled out his phone and called the Irish bar. “Hi this is Claude Giroux, is there anyway I could get my food delivered to my house?”
He nodded watching the road, “Yes sir that is correct, also could they bring my card. Go ahead and run it and put a hundred dollar tip on it for me.”
He listened again, “Yes that is correct, Thanks again.”
He dropped the phone into the console and then smiled over to me.
“See, covered.” I couldn't help but laugh.
“You have all the answers.”
“Sometimes it is good to be in a city where people think you are famous.”
“You are famous.”
“Try driving to the south. I could walk anywhere down there and probably not get recognized.”
“I bet that would be nice.”
“You have no idea.”

He pushed me through the door, “I figured I have about 20 minutes to make you scream, before the food arrives. We can eat and I can work at making you scream at a much slower pace. I melted into him. He knew exactly how to get me and I was already pulling at his clothes. His ginger curls bounced as I pulled his shirt over his head.
“Ryan” he spoke over my shoulder as he bit down softly.
He flipped me away from him shoving me into the counter in the kitchen. The granite was cold against my bare stomach. I felt his knee press between mine, I moved them apart to accommodate him. His hands were all over me, not giving me a chance to figure out what was happening next. I felt his hands as he pushed my skirt up over my hips, “Fuck” he let out in a harsh breath.
My body was on fire, his fingers leaving a tingling over my skin as they covered every inch.
He pushed my chest down over the counter as he pushed two fingers into me.
“Sweet baby Jesus.” I exclaimed
“Yes, sweet baby Jesus.”
He was inside of me so fast that I didn't have time to relax and enjoy it. My orgasm ripped from my throat as he pounded against my ass. “Fuck me”
“You feel so fucking good.” He spoke between grunts.
I knew this wasn't going to last very long but God dammit it was fucking hot. This was the breakup sex we had before and it was perfect for the moment.
I felt my body building into another orgasm when he pulled my hair and had me standing against his chest. His large hand covered both of my breasts and he pulled at my nipples. It hurt, but in a very very good way. I turned my head looking up at him and he lowered his mouth to mine. I kissed him hard and as he pulled away I bit down on his lip. I tasted the blood in my mouth, and he slammed into me. “Fucking Yeah,” He shouted as he slammed into me. My orgasm left my knees weak and I was sagging against him when he lost his seed inside of me.
I was still saggin against him when the doorbell rang. I turned smoothing my skirt over my body pulling my blouse back on. Claude just pulled up his pants and opened the door. I chuckled as he kicked my panties behind the door.
“Your lunch, Mr. Giroux.”
“Thank you” I watched as he handed the guy a twenty took the bags and his card, as he shut the door.
“Lunch?”
“Later.” I jumped him.
He grabbed me up tossing me over his shoulder. I struggled against him and he swatted me on the ass. “Be still.”
He tossed me on the bed, turning and walking to the closet. He returned with the wrap from his bath robe.
He looked down over me. “Get naked.” he commanded. I rose on my knees and slowly took each stitch of clothing from my body. I felt the warm stickiness that he had left there just moments ago.
“Lay down, put your hands over your head.”
I did as I was bid and smiled up at him.
He laced the soft cotton over my wrists and tied them to the bedframe.
This was new, in a year of sleeping with him, he had never done anything like this.
I was burning from the inside, the cool air of the room cast my skin in chills. I was in sensory overload, with him touching and licking every inch of me. From my toes to my calves, his tongue was leaving a trail over my skin. I had so many things going through my mind. Where did this Claude come from and why now. My attention was brought front and center as his mouth covered my clit. He sucked softly pulling a soft moan from my lips. I wanted to get my hands in his hair but I was left without touch. The loss of one simple sense, was almost overwhelming. His fingers trailed over my sex and found every nook and cranny there was. He moved his fingers back and forth and found my spot. My hips bucked off of the bed and he smiled a devilish smile. “Thats the one.”
He moved his finger over and over. I felt my body tighten in a way I had never felt before. I felt a burning in my stomach that went deep down into my soul. I felt every sensation ten times harder than just a few moments ago. My muscles stiffened as I fell apart. My orgasm was with a rush of fluid and I wasn't exactly sure what had happened, that was a first.
“Fuck yeah, that shit is hot.” He climbed up over me. His touch was searing as my body started to relax. “Claude please just give me a second.”
“I cannot do that.” He pulled my legs up over his shoulders and guided himself into me.
He filled me all the way up then stopped and stared down into my eyes, “You are so beautiful.”
All I could do was nod as tears filled my eyes, it was all overwhelming. He kissed my tears as they fell. I wasn't sure why I was crying but I knew it wasn't because I was sad.
“Are you good?”
I nodded again not sure if I could even speak. He rolled his hips which sent sparks through my eyes.
“Jesus” I squirmed under him.
“Not quite, but close.”
He reached over my head loosening the tie and I wrapped my arms around his neck.
My fingers went to his soft curls, pulling at them playfully.
“I love you.” he smiled down at me.
“Me too.” It was the only words my mouth could make.

Claude

Max had told me weeks ago not to let the sex get boring, so I wasn't going too.
I moved over her, just small movements enough to keep her in her current state. I knew that once a g-spot orgasm was achieved that numerous smaller ones would follow. She had about seven or eight more orgasms in the next hour and I had a great time giving them to her. Between my dick, fingers and tongue, I had taken her to the edge, over and over again. When i finally lost myself inside of her, she was begging me to stop.
“Please Claude Please.”
I pulled away from her pulling her to her side and against my chest. My breathing was settling when she finally spoke.
“I have no idea what just happened, but damn it was fanfuckingtablous.”
I chuckled into her neck and kissed her softly.

I stretched looking over at the sun as it set over the buildings of downtown Philly. I had asked a couple of the guys to help her move in and all of her stuff was here but because of our schedules we hadn't done much unpacking. I thought back when I had found a particular pair of shoes. Her clothes were in the next room and God the shoes. I had never seen so many pairs of shoes in my life. I like fashion and I had tons of shoes but compared to her’s i had like 5 pair. Mine were mostly tennis shoes and some dress shoes to wear with my suits but she must have had two pairs for each outfit she owned. I was moving a box when I saw a pair that i had to pull out and get a better look at. They were black leather and had spikes across the heel all the way down the 4 inch spike.
I smiled over to her as she slept peacefully. I rolled some of her hair in my fingers, enjoying her being here. I decided to get up and heat up her shepherd’s pie.
“You hungry?” I asked as I kissed her over the temple. I rubbed her back gently trying to wake her slowly.
“Famished.” she mumbled.
“Here.” I dropped the plate down below her nose and chuckled as her head lifted from the pillow, sniffing the air.
“That smells almost as good as sex.”
“If you say so.”
She sat upright in the bed, taking a fork and putting it through the mashed potatoes.
I watched as she ran the fork over her lips, was she teasing me? I didn't think so after I watched her eyes roll to the back of her head. She was truly enjoying this.
“Is it that good?”
“Oh my God it is even better after it has sat for a while.”
She turned the full fork to me and I took the bite. It was good, and I grabbed for the fork.
“Dont touch my fork.” she poked at me with it.
“Ok, fine.” I laughed.
we layed in the bed watching TV, just enjoying a non hockey game day. We played the Canes tomorrow which meant we were having dinner with Staal. I wasn't excited about it, but I really didn't have a choice.

Ryan

My phone beeped and I grabbed it off of the side table

We still on for dinner tomorrow? I should be available after 6
Jordan

I looked over at Claude asking “What time tomorrow can we meet Jo?”
“Can we met him at the Steak House around 7:30?”

Claude says 7:30? At the Steak House...
Ryan

Works for me.
Jordan

Ok see you then
Ryan

:)
Jordan