Disclaimer: I don´t own anything related to The Blacklist. I write just for fun.
Liz comes home after a very busy day at the Post Office. The Berlin case is giving her a big headache. Every time she thinks that will solve the case, it comes to a dead end. Once the door opens, Hudson gets her happily giving her small licks the hands. Is her only company in this empty and silent house, since Tom disappeared.
She takes off her boots, leaving them half way as she heads to the kitchen, followed by the fridge looking for something to eat, but this is half empty. It was Tom who used to deal with their home purchases. Liz thinks she isn't so hungry too, after all. Chooses to take a refreshing bath. It's really what she needs. Goes up the stairs, coming up to her bedroom slightly lit by the sunset. She looks at the closet and only sees her clothes. A nostalgia arises... She conquered so many things in her life, however, at this point, she feels lonely. The closest people that she have are her team on the Post Office and Red. Tom has gone and her father died. She feels sad and disillusioned. Shakes her head in an attempt to scare away these thoughts. Goes to the bathroom, turns on the hot water and fill the tub. Get rid of her clothes and goes into the tub. A shiver runs her whole body and feel how nice and relaxing it is to be touched by hot water. Gets to be so relaxing that she starts to feel sleepy. Wants to close her eyes ... Before that happens,she just take the shower, rolls up in a fluffy warm towel around her and goes into her lies down on the bed and tells herself that will be only for a few minutes. Her eyes are so heavy. Almost instantly she falls asleep and begins to dream ...
18 p.m. The heat still squeezes in the end of Friday afternoon. Still, they decide to leave on a trip. The pants are bothering Liz deeply, completely glued to her legs after few minutes away.
"Is everything okay?" Ask her a male, serious and disturbing voice to her ears. Red.
"I'm full of warmth." Answer her, while she looks at him. He opens up a smile on his lips. Liz knows that smile very well.
"Take your clothes off then."
Without much delay, Liz begins to unfasten the button of her pants. Red looks in the corner of his eye. It becomes difficult to keep the attention on the road. Her skin appears brighter while she undresses the pants, getting only in underwear, black lace. He runs the length of her legs with his eager eyes of touch and pleasure. Liz notices a stir in his pants and smiles slightly. With a desire to further the cause, also deliver her lacy panties. The volume of excitation in Red pants, make her feel so aroused, which leads her to lean against the seat, closing her eyes and exploring her whole body. Feels her vagina wet and allowed to take at the moment.
"Lizzie ... You provoke me" Red's voice is deep and husky, trembling, weary of desire and pleasure.
Liz increases the rate. Her fingers come into her vagina, leading her to drop a slight groan. The Red hand touches her leg and Liz shivers. That skin so soft, he thinks and he continues to explore the entire length of her leg until he cross his hand with her hand next to her source of pleasure. Their fingers intertwine, exploring every corner of the Liz vagina. Her breathing starts to get quite back starts to arch against the sit and suddenly a wave ... One, two, three waves of pleasure. Liz is toasted with a delicious orgasm, making her feel her body trembling a few seconds,she opens her eyes struggling with the sunlight and looks at Red volume of his pants is so great that she thinks he can explode at any moment. Passes her hand on his pants and she hears his moan. Opening them slowly while kissing his ear and whispers.
"Now I'll take care of you."
"Sweetheart, I can not drive like that." Red complains, but in vain. Liz withdraws his already erect cock of his black boxers. Never ceases to be amazed when she sees all his size and power he has over knows how much he likes to feel her strong hands on it and not only. Plays with her fingers, making small circles on the head of the penis. She loves let him out of his mind. Her lips touch his penis.
"Lizzie ..." Red says her name, completely stunned by what he feels.
Her mouth goes deep in his cock.
"You gonna mess all the car, me and you ..."
"I won't let that happen," says Liz, leaving briefly at his penis. He is so hot and has a slightly salty taste. She feels a little tingling in her lips, by friction against the erect member and increases the rate and depth, up and down. Red hips rise up against her mouth and at that time, Liz knows he is close to reaching orgasm. The car slows down and deviates slightly, but Red wins its control instantly. He was toasted by a delicious orgasm and that orgasm is received by Liz mouth.
"You're a very naughty girl."
"I know, my dear." Liz really agrees with Red. She loves provokes him. She kiss him with a great intensity and at length, making him feel the taste of his own orgasm on his lips and tongue.
Liz wakes up startled. It was a dream? Feels completely disoriented while daylight invading the room. But what time should be? She looks for the clock and are 7 a.m. She slept all night, wrapped only in a bath towel. She should be filled with cold, but is full of heat, and panting with the wet vagina. Feels blushing. How is that possible? Feels her mind and blurred, at great cost, she wears something, combs up and goes to the Post Office.
When she enters in the elevator to the Post Office, prays that the Red is not there. How is she able to face him? After this dream ... so spicy. Her face blush again. It seemed that it was all so real. Feels her legs trembling slightly.
The elevator door opens and her heart jumps up. Looking cautiously,she watches every corner of the large room. No sign of Red and Liz breathe of relief. She doesn't like the idea of facing him again. In fact, just thinking about that moment makes her feel extremely nervous.
The morning passes slowly, with Liz looking every 5 minutes for the elevator. Until now, no sign of Red. She begins to feel hungry and remembers that she not eaten anything since lunch the day before. She grabs her coat and in her wallet to go to the street to buy something.
"Are you hungry, Lizzie?" Liz freezes to hear his voice saying her name. Turns in slow motion to face Red. Feels her body freezes and is unable to generate any word.
"Are you okay, sweetheart?"
AN: I apologize for the poor English but this is not my native language. I hope you really enjoy. This was written to be one shot, however, if you want this could have a continuation.