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Rated M for spice and everything naked and nice… ;+)
POV of Alex.
Sunbathing is Such Sweet Sorrow
Chapter One:
Ring, ring, ring. "Hello, Detective Benson here."
"Olivia, it's Alex. I happen to have my afternoon free today."
"Okay, and?"
"Well I was hoping you would be able to spend it with me." Oh, why don't you just beg Alex, flashes through my brain.
"OH, um…you're in luck. I'm caught up on my paperwork and no disasters await. What did you have in mind?"
"On this horribly scorching day, swimming of course. I have a rooftop pool above my penthouse. Meet me at my place in about an hour?" I ask and hold my breath.
"Sure sounds great." I release my held breath and smile into my cell phone receiver.
"Okay see you soon then," I hang up the phone with a quick flick of my finger.
I sit at my desk in my ADA office smiling like a nutcase. I have a play date with Olivia Benson rolls through my head as I begin to gather up my paperwork to take home. I buzz Liz, my boss, through the intercom and inform her I will be taking the afternoon off. She tells me to quick slacking and laughs, then hangs up with a resounding click.
I sit back in my crappy office chair and stare out the window as I thought of my attraction to the illusive Detective Benson. I've been careful not to spend too much time with Olivia outside of work since I started this job three years ago. Though lately, I want to spend every minute of my off hours with her, getting her to smile at me with her luscious mouth, or see the twinkle in her dark brown eyes when she laughs. I shake my head at my attraction and pick up my briefcase on my way out of my office.
As I gather up my jacket from the coat-rack beside my door, I realize that I took a taxi into work this morning, but I didn't feel like waiting for one now, so using my cell, I dial my car service and request a town car pick me up in ten minutes. The operator agreed and we hung up. I walk quickly to the elevator to head down to the sidewalk to await my ride. One peek through the windows and my suit covered body shivers at the heat and I quickly decide that I'll wait in the lobby for my ride.
My ride arrives quicker than I expected and the driver, a woman, promises to get me back to my uptown apartment within half an hour's time. I give her an extra tip when she pulls up in front of my building with ten minutes to spare. I run upstairs to my apartment, jogging into my bedroom to throw on my best swim suit. I strip out of my work clothes in record time, and tug and yank on my black bikini suit, adjusting the straps and bottom to cover my assets.
I glance over at my mirror and see my reflection. "Looking good Alex," I tell myself as I pull my long hair up into a ponytail.
Olivia rang the buzzer as I was pulling up my shorts and slipping on my flip-flops. I run to the door and opened it with a yank. I gasp at the sight before me. Olivia was clothed in a dark red tank top and short jean shorts. My eyes drift down to the shorts and notice exactly how short they really are.
Gulp. I swallow the lump of lust in my throat as I step back to invite her inside my penthouse apartment. She gazes around with her curious eyes and after much investigation, takes a seat on the sofa situated off to the left.
"Nice place. I didn't remember it looking like this the last time I was here." Olivia says in a low voice; her voice sends shivers down my spine when it reaches that low pitch. I try not to tremble, but I see her eyes watching me.
"It has been quite a while since you stopped by. Do you need to change into your suit?"
"Nope. Already wearing it. I am so ready to take a dip. Um…I would like something to drink though."
"Of course. Come with me into the kitchen and we'll get some drinks to go up with us to the pool." I twirl on my heel and lead the way into my designer kitchen. Olivia glances around as she follows, her eyes finally locking on me as I walk in front of her. I turn my head to ask her what she would like to drink and notice her normally dark eyes, darkened even more, her pupils open and wide. Hmm.
Coughing slightly I ask, "Olivia, what would you like to drink?"
She shakes her head, looking around in a daze, and finally looks into my eyes as she answers, "Water for now, but alcohol later."
I nod at her and say, "water I can do," and walk over to the counter, reaching up to get a to-go cup for her water. I watch her out of the corner of my eye. She was watching me as I stretched up to reach the glass, the same dark look gracing her eyes. Very interesting. Maybe she is attracted to me after-all. I'm going to investigate this further, I tell myself.
I hand her the water with lots of ice, then get one for myself. "Okay let's go then. The day is wasting."
"Lead the way Counselor." Olivia laughs as she follows me out of the apartment, up the stairs, and up to the rooftop.
The swimming pool wasn't very big but enough for several strangers to enjoy comfortably and stay out of each others way. Off to the each side set several deck chairs and a couple of tables with umbrellas. Olivia looks at the tables and wastes no time walking over to one of the tables and sets down her bag and towel. I walk over and do the same, figuring the bags will be safe here. With a flick of her hands, she removes her shorts and tank top, leaving her clad in only a dark red bikini. I try not to swallow my tongue as I covertly glance at her rippling muscles flexing with each movement she made.
To distract myself from reaching out to touch her luscious body, I dig in my bag and withdraw my sunglasses and a magazine. I head over to the chairs and plop down, sprawling out on my back and began to read, not daring a glance at her all her bare skin on display.
Olivia grabs her sunglasses and her towel out of her bag and walks over towards me. She tosses down her stuff, walks over to the pools edge and jumps in, splashing water everywhere.
"Olivia Benson!" I shout as her splashes get my feet wet. I smile at her goofiness.
She turns around and a smile back at me, then takes a deep breath and dives under the water, playing. I watch her over the top of my magazine as she swims from one end of the pool to the other and back without taking a fresh breath of air. The woman has stamina, I think as I stare at her, mesmerized by her gliding form. After several minutes of playing in the water, she jumps out from the water, dripping water as she walks back over and plops down in her chair, slipping her sunglasses on.
She turns her head, focusing those dark covered eyes at me. "So Alex, how have you been?" Olivia asks me casually.
"Good. How about you?"
"Eh, so, so. You know the exciting life of an NYPD Detective," Olivia laughs softly.
I turn my head to look at her and say with sarcasm, "Oh, about as exciting as an ADA I imagine." I smile at her and wink.
She smiles back, her face crinkling in merriment. We stare at each other through our sunglasses, both our eyes hidden from the other. I break our staring contest to look out over the pool. I see lust reflected back at me from those swirling depths of dark brown. She gazes at me then turns her eyes away to look out at the pool too. After several minutes of silence, I hear her voice and turn to look at her again.
"Hey Alex, did you put on sunscreen?" Olivia asks softly.
"No, I forgot." I say with a shake of my head.
"Allow me," Before I could stop her, Olivia digs out my suntan lotion then stands by my chair expectantly. I take the hint and roll over onto my stomach, exposing my back to Olivia and turn my head, resting my ear against my chair and gazing at her. I sigh with pleasure, anticipating her strong fingers rubbing my hot skin.
I hear the click of the bottle lid opening and the squirt noise of the liquid spurting into her hand. I take a deep breath and release it when I feel the first touch of her warm lotion covered fingers touching my shoulders, rubbing in circles to get the lotion absorbed. "Oh God, that feels good." I feel her strokes falter for a minute then resume, harder than before.
"This is an awkward position Alex. May I sit on your chair to finish?"
I gasp and answer in a whisper, "Sure, whatever works for you."
I feel the chair shift a bit and warm skin brushed my thighs and lower butt, before a warm weight settles on my upper thighs as Olivia straddled my legs and sat back. I feel the smooth skin of her belly brushing my bikini clad butt as she leans forward and continues to apply more lotion to my shoulders, neck and biceps, working the lotion into my skin in smooth circles. Her damp bikini bottoms quickly warm up and heat up my skin even more, causing tingles to travel down my legs to my toes. I scrunch my toes in pleasure at the feel of Olivia on me like this.
I whimper softly as her fingers work over my skin. I feel her hands pause in their motions and her fingers fiddle and tug at the latch on my bikini top. A second later, the straps brush my elbows as she flung them off my back.
"What are you doing?" I ask, my voice going husky.
"I need to get the skin under the strap, hold on for a minute. I'm almost done." I feel her wide thumbs stroking along my spine and her strong fingers working up my rib cage as she smears the now hot lotion into my skin. The touch of her hands rubbing along my skin arouses me.
I bite my lower lip to keep from moaning aloud my pleasure, sure my arousal must be obvious to her through the goose bumps now covering my upper arms and belly. She keeps stroking my skin, moving her hands along my sides up and down rhythmically. I can't help it any longer and begin to rub my thighs together slightly, creating a slight friction between my legs where I feel a great heat gathering.
Olivia shifts, obviously feeling my movements and she leans forward more, smashing her heat into my moving thighs.
"Oh," I gasp at the feel of her against me like this. She trails her thumbs down my ribs, moving them along the sides of my breasts lightly, teasingly. I squirm under her, my arousal peaking, my nipples hardening as my loose top tickles them.
A soft, husky voice whispers, "Your skin is so soft." A few more teasing strokes along my breasts. "Are you this soft everywhere?"
Instead of answering her, I moan as she moves her hands down my sides and flicks her thumbs underneath my bikini bottoms briefly. I desperately want to ask her what she is playing at, but I like her hands on my skin too much to stop her.
"Do you like my touch?" she asks. I nod my head. Not liking my answer, she asks, "I can't hear you Miss Cabot."
"Yyy…esss," I softly say, my voice stuttering. She laughs a deep laugh in response and whispers in my ear, "Do you want more?" Strong fingers stroke circles under my bikini bottoms. Her touch tells me she already knows my answer but I respond anyways.
"Yes," I say, my voice deep and laced with need.
Her fingers slide down my hips to stroke my lower belly then trail back up to stroke the sides of my breasts again. I bite my lip harder, and move my thighs together in firmer rhythm. She pushes her hips down harder on me to halt my movements.
With a sigh, I stop squirming and say, "Olivia…you're driving me crazy."
"I know." She responds but doesn't stop her stroking. I feel her hips scooting down my thighs until she stops, straddling my knees. She leans into me until her breasts rest on my back and her hips cup my butt.
She whispers into my flushed ear, "Turn over."
I hesitate for a moment, sigh and roll over as she asked. The minute my back hit the chair, she leans into me, slipping one leg between mine and gently presses our breasts together. She reaches up and lifts my sunglasses up and away from my eyes. I reach up and remove hers. I gaze into her darkened eyes and she gazes back into mine.
I glance down at her slightly parted lips and lift my chin, intent on capturing her in a kiss. She meets me halfway, and we kiss. I let my eyes flutter shut at the exquisiteness of her soft mouth. A brush of lips, then deeper as we both part our lips and allow the other to explore. She moans into my mouth and I feel her moan vibrate all the way down my body, settling in the pool of heat gathered between my legs.
I moan in return at the pleasure her pleasure is giving me. I wrap my arms around her shoulders, sliding my hands down her strong back and settling around her waist. I pull her hips closer to mine, needing more contact from her. She smiles into our kisses, sliding her strong thigh up to rest against my need, pushing into me ever so slightly. I reciprocate and thrust my hips down onto her tense muscles, moving my heat against her skin, giving my heat the friction it needs. Our hips thrust and parry, following the rhythm of intimacy, driving my arousal for this woman to new heights.
While lost in the feel of her lips, I hear the door bang open and a very deep male voice say, "Shit, look at that." My eyes jump open at the sound and look at Olivia, her eyes still closed and her mouth still moving against mine. The voice must have registered, because her brown eyes slowly open and she glanced over to the stairway door. I glance over too and see two twenty year old males staring at us wide eyed and jaws dropped.
"Fuck. Lesbos."
Olivia stops kissing me and hovers over my mouth, waiting. The first voice comments, "Hey a free show, don't hate em for showing their love in public." He smacks his friend over the stomach. They turn away from us for a minute to walk over to the chairs directly across the pool from us and sit down.
Olivia leans up, putting her mouth by my ear and says softly, "I want to continue this but not with observers. Your place?" I nod agreement and hug her to me tightly. She reaches back and fastens my top back together, situating it for me so I don't flash dud and stud, my new nicknames for the idiots over there. I smile up in thanks and she kisses me softly before she casually crawls off my body. She grabs her towel, wrapping it around her torso and waits for me to do the same.
"Ahh, babes don't leave." The second man pleads with us as we smile at each other and ignore them. Olivia flashes them a quick smile and a one finger wave, then turns away. We both slip our sunglasses back over our eyes. We walk over to gather our things from the table then walk down to my apartment quickly.
"Do you need to shower?" I ask Olivia as I unlock my door and let us in. "No," she huskily answers.
Olivia is standing right behind me, and I feel her breath on my neck, tickling the skin with the warmth. I push my door open and step inside. I feel something soft fluttering against my calves but pay it no mind as I focus all my attention on the woman behind me. She follows, grabs my bicep in her strong hand, halting my forward motion while she slams the door shut with her other hand. I stop breathing as I feel her tugging me backwards against her hard body, her towel no longer covering her torso, her hard nipples rubbing my bare shoulder blades.
She whispers in my ear, "I want you Alex," her warm mouth covers my earlobe, firm teeth bite down then her lips trail down my neck and around to my jaw and cheek. I take a step back and reach my hand around to clasp her neck as she nibbles my skin deliciously. She wastes no time running her hands from my belly up to my breasts, tugging my towel free and cupping me firmly, her thumbs teasing my hardened nipples through my bikini top.
I reach back with my free hand and release the fastener, letting my top fall free and her hands now can cup me skin to skin. I moan at the contact and feel my knees trembling, my wetness warming my bikini bottoms as it drips out of my core. "Oh Olivia."
"Alex," she mumbles against my neck, "God, you're beautiful. So gorgeous." One hand moves from cupping my breast to trail down my stomach and inside of my bottoms, tickling the skin of my mound with teasing circles. I grit my teeth and grab her wrist, pushing her hand down further, forcing her to cup me where I need her touch.
"So impatient," she says as she pulls us back to rest against the apartment front door. In a quick move, she is no longer behind me, but standing in front of me, gazing into my hooded eyes with her own and moving her hand down to trail her warm fingers through my wetness, tickling my outer lips.
"Fuck, you're so wet. Did I make you this wet?" She asks as she kisses down my neck, licks my collarbones and trails her lips down to encase my hard nipple in her warm mouth.
"No Liv, it was those two men." I sarcastically reply. She nips my breast with her teeth as she laughs.
"God, I need you to touch me," I whimper and shake my head in frustration. My arousal is wound tight and burning me up.
"I am." She slides her fingers into me slightly then retreats.
"Don't stop. Keep going. More," I request with a thrust down of my hips. She pulls away before I can capture her fingers. "God, Liv."
"Shh. I'll take care of you." Warm, hard fingers thrust inside me, stretching me blissfully. I shout my pleasure and rock my hips in counter rhythm to the thrusts. "Oh so good, so good." I gasp with each rock.
While not slowing her thrusts, she guides my legs to wrap around her waist. I lean back and oblige, wrapping my arms around her hot neck to hang on for the ride. I trail my fingers in her short hairs and tug when she changes her speed and angle of her thrusts, reaching inside me deeper. My head hit the door with a bang, but I can't feel the pain only the pleasure this wonderful, sexy woman is bestowing upon my body.
I feel my orgasm tightening my stomach muscles, and I arch my back to take her fingers deeper inside, reaching as far as those long fingers can. "Oh. Oh….I'm getting…close," I mumble out between moans. I hear the thuds as my hips and shoulders hit the door with the force of her thrusts. Fuck it; I don't care if I have bruises in the morning.
She doesn't change her speed just lets me ride her fingers, taking all the pleasure from her that I can. I open my eyes to gaze into hers as I feel my orgasm riding in, sweeping me away in a thunder of sensation and gasping breaths. Her brown eyes are so dark they appear to be black pools of affection.
She smiles at me as I open my mouth wide and scream her name to the heavens while my hips tremble and my sweaty body slides against hers. She holds me tightly as my release leaves me weak and in a daze. I feel her lips kissing my forehead, trailing down my nose, and then to my lips, humming against me softly.
"You're so beautiful Alex."
"MMm. Wow." She laughs at my response, probably not the one she expects but my brain is in such a fog, I can't help it. She kisses me again and I kiss her back, nibbling on her pouty bottom lip, licking her sweet mouth.
I lean back and say, "Take me to bed Olivia Benson," I command of her with a squeeze of my thighs still wrapped tightly around her waist. She smiles into my mouth, reaching down to hold me to her tightly and walks us down the hall shakily to my bedroom. I kiss her neck as she steps inside the room, turn, and shut the door with bang.
A/N: I got a case of the summer flu, so to feel better I penned this little gem. Let me know how you like it… The tale that is you dirty minded gals, :+)
