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Rating/Warning: MA+ This story depicts two women in a sexual relationship. If you don't like it then don't read it. (Anyone else get really sick of writing these disclaimers, or is it just me?)
A/N: So I finally figured this damn story out. It was originally just supposed to be a one-shot, but I've reconfigured it so it will probably be 3-5 chapters long. Pretty much pure fluff and smuttiness. Enjoy!
Weekend Getaway
Friday – The Welcoming
Alex descended the stairs from the loft that was her bedroom and thought about how this weekend was turning out nothing like she'd hoped it would. The only thing she could focus on was that Liv had cancelled at the last minute because she and Elliot had finally collared the rapist they'd been trying to track down for nearly two months. It was a good excuse, a legitimate reason to cancel their romantic weekend away at Alex's cabin in the Catskills, but that hadn't stopped the disappointment from washing through the attorney at the news.
Olivia had said that she would still try to make it up this weekend, but Alex had heard the doubt lacing her voice that indicated she didn't think she would be coming. It wasn't as if they couldn't come up together on another weekend, but Alex had been looking forward to decompressing with her favorite detective by her side. They hadn't spent a weekend away from the city since they'd gotten together and Alex had wanted to share with Olivia how much she loved her secluded mountain cabin.
The detective had called to say she was not going to make it while Alex was already in her car on her way up to the cabin. She was disappointed that Olivia had to back out because of work but had decided not to turn around to go back to the city. And even though now she wouldn't be enjoying Olivia's company, Alex was still determined to enjoy her weekend. She still had the quiet, soothing qualities of nature to fill her weekend before she headed back to NYC on Monday afternoon.
When she'd gotten to the secluded cabin, Alex had immediately felt a sort of peace wash over her. She took in the familiar one and a half story structure and knew that this time away from her usually fast-paced city life was going to be good for her. It would've been good for Olivia too if she hadn't been sidetracked by yet more endless hours of work.
Alex loved the solid wooden building with a large back deck that overlooked a beautiful ravine with a clean, clear stream running through the bottom of it; her favorite place to sit and just watch and listen to the ever-present wildlife. She loved the spaciously designed lower level that consisted of a large common area with overstuffed chairs and an incredibly comfortable couch situated around a well-used working fireplace. Sometimes Alex would even light the fire in the middle of summer because the room felt so much more inviting with the flames burning brightly.
On the far side of the open style living room was a door that led out onto the back deck. When she'd bought the cabin, Alex had reinforced the deck because she loved the incredible view where she could see for miles so much that she'd expected to spend much of her time there. There were two chairs on the deck, not because Alex ever expected to have company over, but because one was a lounge chair for when she really wanted to relax and the other just a non-reclining patio chair. And it was this time of year that Alex really enjoyed staying out on the deck for hours at a time, just looking at the beautiful show Mother Nature put on with the changing colors of the leaves.
The only other room on the ground level was the kitchen, which Alex had taken great pains to modernize without ruining the whole rustic feel of the cabin. She'd had new appliances put in since the old ones only worked about half the time and she wanted to be able to use the cabin whenever the feeling hit her instead of having the finicky house-wares dictate when she could come up for a break from her usually hectic life. Alex knew she wasn't much of a cook, but she had enough culinary skills to utilize the simple features of the remodeled kitchen.
There wasn't so much of a top level of the cabin as there was a loft, which Alex had decided was perfect to make into her bedroom. The previous owners had used it as a playroom for their children, but Alex had not planned on sharing this place with anyone else so she'd decided to just convert the space into a rather luxurious bedroom. She'd added on a master bath to the bedroom because she drew the line at using an outhouse, especially during the cool fall months or freezing winter months when she often preferred to visit her private getaway spot.
The entire cabin was pretty small, she had nearly as much space in her penthouse apartment in New York City, but the simple beauty of the wooden and glass structure was what had drawn Alex to the building and she didn't regret for a single second her decision to purchase the property. It was so peaceful up here in the Catskills with no neighbors around for miles and Alex had kept it a secret all to herself until Olivia had become a part of her life. She'd never had the slightest desire to share her refuge with anyone else before
Instead of dwelling on the fact that Olivia wouldn't be seeing her favorite vacation spot, a place that had always brought her peace, Alex got right to the business of getting the house ready. She carried the few groceries that would last her all weekend into the kitchen, more than enough now since she'd bought for two when she'd stopped at the store. Then she went out across the driveway to the woodshed where she picked up a couple armloads of wood for the night. It would probably be just enough to last the night, but Alex was too tired from the long, emotionally draining week at work to force herself back outside for more.
Alex had a maintenance man, Ben, who came up to clean the house out before she visited. He would make any repairs to the cabin that were needed and make sure the electricity and water were working properly. Such tasks were invaluable to Alex because she had neither the time nor the know-how to do the upkeep herself, and her visits had become less frequent in the past couple of years so she needed someone to look after the place. Usually she would just call him a week in advance and everything would be ready to go when she arrived.
The things that Alex could do herself she had him leave to her because it was her property and she liked to contribute, so she always did her own grocery shopping and insisted on lugging her own firewood. Occasionally, Alex would even chop her own wood, but that was only when she was feeling really ambitious and desired some elemental physical activity. Otherwise Ben always cut the trees down and segmented most of them into smaller, more manageable pieces. He really was indispensible to the upkeep of the property and Alex compensated him well for his excellent work.
When Alex was done outside, she locked the door and turned on the outside light, another upgrade she'd had installed when she'd originally bought the cabin. She had a rifle in the house, lent to her by Ben at his insistence whenever he knew she was coming up, but the lights were just as much for her own peace of mind as they were a deterrent for predators, not that there was ever anyone wandering around out here in the middle of nowhere. But if there was anything she'd learned from the work that she did, Alex knew that it was better to be safe than sorry, especially out here when help wasn't anywhere nearby. That was the price one paid for blessed solitude.
Feeling the slight discomfort in her arms from carrying the rough, heavy wood, Alex decided to take a shower to soothe away her tiredness and hopefully her disappointment at experiencing this alone once again. Before she went upstairs, she started a fire in the main room so that it would be roaring by the time she was done showering and she could just curl up with a book until she fell asleep. It was her typical night when she was at the cabin and she doubted that she would ever tire of the simple tradition, even if it did seem less fulfilling this time than it had in the past.
Alex was surprisingly practiced at starting a fire and quickly got one going. She waited for the larger logs to ignite and made sure that the base was stable so it wouldn't roll from the safety of the fireplace out onto the wooden floor while she was upstairs. Alex loved to watch the flames dance around while they devoured the wood, but drew herself away from the dazzling image before she was sucked in for hours.
The only indoor bathroom was up in the loft off of Alex's bedroom. It was a design that Alex liked because it kept her from inviting anyone into her sanctuary unless she would allow them to share her bed as well, which had been unprecedented up until this weekend. So Alex trudged up the wooden staircase to the loft and hoped that she would at least be able to stay awake for another couple of hours because Olivia had promised to call her before ten that night to say goodnight since she couldn't do it in person.
Her shower was long, a luxury she rarely allowed herself to enjoy when she was in the city but that was almost a constant when she was at the cabin. It was usually a reward for all the outdoor activities she did when she was up in the mountains because she used surprising groups of muscles that were not part of her normal workout routine when in the city.
Alex changed into an old pair of sweatpants that she had to roll the waistband down on a few times to make them fit more securely and a baggy dark blue sweatshirt. It was more cold and rainy than it usually was for mid-October and Alex had packed warm nightclothes, even though she hadn't necessarily thought she'd be wearing them since Olivia had supposed to be here with her. Alex didn't really mind the colder weather since it lent itself to curling up next to the fire, which she loved doing.
Settling on the couch in front of the warm, crackling fire, Alex pulled a blanket over her feet to keep them extra toasty and opened a book of her guilty - lesbian erotica. She had other novels with her that she would've been reading had Olivia been sitting beside her, but since she was alone there was no harm in indulging. Maybe by the time Olivia called tonight she would be worked up enough to have the courage to talk Olivia into a little phone sex. It wasn't something Alex had ever done before, since she was actually kind of self-conscious about that sort of thing, but she could be brave and experiment with Olivia; she trusted Olivia.
Alex was happily engrossed in the steamy love lives of fictitious characters, and missing terribly her own lover who could outplay those characters any day, when there was a loud knock at the front door. The book dropped into Alex's lap as the knocking scared the hell out of the attorney since she wasn't expecting the loud noise. She'd never had an uninvited visitor in all the years that she'd been coming up here and Alex was not eager to have one now.
As she grabbed the rifle propped up by the fireplace, not too close as the heat would affect the weapon, Alex wished Olivia were there. It wasn't just that Liv was a gun-carrying detective of the NYPD, but even her presence had a calming effect on Alex and always made her feel safe. Alex pushed the distracting thoughts of her brown-eyed detective to the back of her mind and slid the small clip of bullets securely into the rifle and chambered the first round.
While walking the short distance to the front door, Alex just kept thinking how unlikely it would be for some crazy psycho killer to actually knock at her door. And it wasn't as if that many people wanted her dead. Defense attorneys were statistically much more likely to be murdered by dissatisfied clients than a prosecutor was for winning a case. Alex was really just mentally reassuring herself to try to keep herself calm enough that she would remember how to use the rifle if she needed to.
Peeking out the glass of the front door, Alex couldn't contain the smile that spread across her face when she saw her detective standing patiently on the other side with an unsure grin on her beautiful face. Alex quickly unloaded the rifle and stashed it hurriedly next to the door before unlocking the door to let Olivia in out of the cold night air. She could see how the detective was huddled in on herself under her well-worn leather jacket with her hands stuffed in her pockets and puffs of her breath hanging heavily in the air between them.
Before Olivia could say a word, Alex had pulled her over the threshold and pushed her up against the now closed door, capturing her lover's lips in a heated, welcoming kiss. There was little Olivia could do, or wanted to do, other than steady herself against the sweet assault with her hands on Alex's hips and give back as good as she got. She hadn't expected such an enthusiastic welcome after she'd called earlier to say she probably couldn't make it this weekend, but there was no way she would complain about having Alex's lips on hers or Alex's arms wrapped securely around her shoulders while the blonde's fingers played through her hair.
Olivia had thought that she might be in the doghouse for breaking their plans, but apparently Alex was in a forgiving kind of mood at the moment. Alex certainly seemed to want to put any of their earlier grievances behind them and get on with their romantic weekend, at least if her scorching kiss was any indication of what she was feeling. And that suited Olivia just fine since all she'd thought about on the long drive up here was how much she wanted Alex, to see her and to hold her.
Back at the precinct, it hadn't taken long to get the rapist to confess, but the details that he'd told her and Elliot hadn't been pretty and Olivia had immediately left the city after they'd finished booking him. Alex was her place of comfort and she had raced along the roadways eager to be in the presence of the one who made her happiest and always filled her with love. It wasn't just about sex between them, although that aspect of their relationship was fucking amazing and it did seem to be where Alex was trying to direct them at the moment.
Alex held Olivia's head firmly in place so she could devour that oh-so-talented mouth of hers, then moved her hands down to unzip Olivia's jacket. The leather was supple and beginning to warm now that Olivia was inside, but the thing that Alex had always loved the most about this jacket was how it was forever saturated with Olivia's wonderful scent, the comforting smell that somehow always managed to arouse the attorney as well.
Alex pushed the jacket off her detective's powerful shoulders and let it pool on the floor. They could pick it up later, or more likely tomorrow, when they weren't so engrossed in one another. Alex ran her hands all over the fitted shirt that hugged Olivia's torso perfectly, wanting to get to the skin underneath but unable to force her brain to function clearly enough to pull the shirt from where it was tucked into Olivia's pants.
Olivia very much enjoyed when Alex went after what she wanted because the blonde almost always tried to provoke her into losing control. And with Alex, Olivia was happy to give her whatever she wanted, particularly when it suited both of their desires. Olivia liked being able to loosen her hold on her control sometimes, although there was always some part of her that remained coherent enough to make sure she wasn't too rough with Alex. And Alex loved it when Olivia crossed that spine-tingling line and became just a little bit feral.
It wasn't long before Olivia had reversed their positions and pushed Alex up against the wall next to the door. Alex shuddered in arousal at how good Olivia was at taking command, and she knew Olivia did it because she'd told her she liked it. Nearly everything about them fit together perfectly, their sexual desires being the most seamless. Though neither always played a specific role in their relationship, Olivia tended to be the one to control the action and she did so with Alex's blessing and encouragement.
Olivia slid her hand quickly under Alex's sweatshirt, seeking the silky skin she'd never get enough of. When Alex gasped in surprise, Olivia knew it wasn't from the pleasure of her touch but rather from how cold her hand was. Before Olivia could remove it to try to warm it up, Alex directed that talented hand farther up her torso to cup her breast, not minding the chill since it warmed quickly from her body heat.
"God, I love you," Olivia groaned as she did as Alex wanted her to do. She was so lucky that Alex wasn't shy about asking for what she wanted, whether it be with words or actions. Alex ran a fine line between dominance and submission, a unique combination that was only Alex and turned Olivia on like nothing else ever had. If she was ever asked to put a label to what Alex was, how she behaved during their private moments, Olivia would call her an aggressive bottom.
"Then love me," Alex said with a smirk as she pressed her pelvis hard against Olivia's body.
Frustrated with the clothing and eager to do as Alex asked, Olivia pulled the attorney's sweatshirt over her head and discarded the item next to her jacket. The sight of a half naked Alex caused Olivia's breathing to quicken and she felt a familiar ache settle sweetly between her legs. Alex was the most beautiful creature Olivia had ever seen with her clothes on, so taking them off was akin to being in the presence of the divine; a goddess that Olivia had every intention of worshipping for the rest of her life.
Olivia tilted her upper body back enough to watch her hands as they lovingly caressed Alex's firm breasts. She ran her thumbs over her lover's straining nipples, feeling her insides quiver when they tightened even more. It always made her feel incredible, powerful with the way Alex responded to her, so immediate and never withholding anything.
The detective lowered her head and took one hard peak into her mouth, lashing it with her tongue. Alex held tighter to her detective's neck and arced into the warm wetness. A stab of desire laced from her nipple to her clit and Alex moaned at the feeling. It never took long for that silky moisture to gather between her thighs when she was with Olivia, but she was especially primed tonight because of her earlier choice of reading material.
Impatiently, Alex grabbed whichever of Olivia's hands she could blindly find first and dragged it down her body. She guided Olivia's hand to cup her sex over her sweatpants when the detective resisted slipping under her waistband. Alex trapped Olivia's hand between her needy body and her hand, using it to direct the pressure with which Olivia pushed against her.
Olivia knew that Alex wanted her to hurry, but she wanted to tease her just a little more. She let Alex push into her hand, knowing that the touch would only make the blonde hotter but that it wouldn't be nearly enough to make her come. While Alex tried to grind against her hand, Olivia moved her mouth from the pale breast she'd been servicing up to Alex's elegant neck. She nipped playfully at the sensitive skin there before sucking on the pulse point with the intent of leaving her mark.
"Please, Liv, I need more," Alex begged as her hips jerked more urgently against Olivia's captured hand. She loved when the detective lavished attention to her neck, a very sensitive area for Alex. And even if it was sometimes a bitch to cover up the marks Olivia left, Alex loved when her girlfriend gave her love bites, mostly because of the memories they brought back whenever she caught a glimpse of one in the mirror.
Olivia finally relented at Alex's imploring words and dipped her hand into the waistband of the blonde's sweats. She grazed just the top of her love's pubic mound with a light, teasing touch before pushing further down to cup Alex's center. The attorney moaned as the touch she wanted was finally given to her and Olivia couldn't contain the quiet growl that rumbled from her chest when she felt how hot and wet Alex was for her.
Alex picked up one leg and wrapped it around Olivia's waist, opening herself wider to the detective and begging with her body for Olivia's soothing touch. Olivia took the invitation and lightly ran her fingers along Alex's slippery slit. Her fingers glided through easily and they both groaned when Olivia grazed Alex's hard clit. Alex was so ready for Olivia that her body trembled with need and the effort it took to keep standing.
"Baby, you're so wet," Olivia whispered hotly against Alex's neck as she teased the needy bundle of nerves under her fingertips. She could already feel the head peeking out from beneath its hood and knew it wouldn't take much to push Alex over into orgasm. An internal war raged within Olivia as she had to decide whether to back Alex away from that razor sharp edge or just let her fall.
In the end it wasn't Alex's needs that made the decision for her, it was her own. It was Olivia's desire, her need, to hear Alex cry out her name as she climaxed that guided Olivia's hand. "Come for me, Lex," Olivia growled as she swiped her thumb firmly over Alex's exposed clitoris at the same moment that she thrust two fingers deep into Alex's pussy, curling her fingers and unerringly finding Alex's g-spot.
Alex clutched Olivia's shoulders hard as she shouted her climax and cried her detective's name. Her inner muscles clamped down on Olivia's fingers as a fresh pulse of silky liquid flooded Olivia's hand. It still amazed Alex how masterfully Olivia could play her body; how she knew just when and where to stroke and with how much pressure to get the response from Alex that she wanted.
Olivia welcomed the rhythmic clenching around her buried fingers, one of her very favorite sensations in the whole world, as long as it was Alex's body that she was inside of. She knew how incredibly sensitive Alex's clitoris was after she climaxed, so Olivia stopped stroked it but didn't take her thumb completely away from that amazing little bundle of desire so Alex could still stimulate herself if she needed to. Olivia waited until the powerful contractions had subsided before rubbing Alex's clitoris again slowly with just the right amount of pressure to push her to orgasm once again.
It was a slightly weaker orgasm, but coming so close on the heels of her first one made it seem like one continuous experience. After her body bowed in ecstatic pleasure once again, Alex sagged between the wall and Olivia's steady body. She trusted her detective to prevent her from falling until she came back to herself enough to stand on her own two feet.
Olivia held Alex tight and buried her face in Alex's sweat-slicked neck. She loved doing this to Alex because it brought them both so much satisfaction. With Alex it was never about giving pleasure just so it would be reciprocated. Being allowed to touch Alex, to be inside her, was the greatest feeling Olivia could ever imagine. And Olivia loved holding Alex in the aftermath, the way the blonde's body cleaved to her even in its exhausted state.
When Alex started to stir, Olivia released her grip and helped lower the leg that was still wrapped around her waist. Alex released a soft groan when the detective slipped her fingers from between her legs, mourning the loss immediately. Olivia slowly pulled her hand from Alex's sweatpants and readjusted them on the blonde's slim hips so they weren't in danger of falling off.
"I love you," Olivia said as she sweetly kissed Alex's lips.
"Mmm, I love you, too, Liv," Alex said softly when she pulled her mouth away. She found it absolutely endearing that Olivia always reaffirmed their connection with those words after they made love. "Let's go to bed," she said as she took Olivia's hand and led her up the staircase to the bedroom.
When they got upstairs, Alex slipped off her sweatpants and turned back to face Olivia to see desire flaming anew in those liquid brown eyes. A slow smile spread over Alex's face and she could feel a pleasurable trembling in her stomach as she walked over to her detective. Now that she could think past the driving need that had consumed her body and that she hadn't been able to control earlier, Alex was all for focusing on her passionate lover.
Alex tugged Olivia's shirt free of her pants and unbuttoned the smooth material. She was somewhat impatient to get to the skin beneath, but Alex loved undressing her girlfriend, loved revealing inch after inch of tanned skin covering strong muscles. Alex loved when Liv wore button down shirts because it was like unwrapping the best present every time, even if a pull over shirt would've been faster to dispatch.
Olivia let Alex go at her own pace even though her skin was on fire from all the incidental brushes of the blonde's fingertips down the center of her torso. She groaned when Alex unclasped her bra and tossed it to the floor with her shirt before bringing those long tapered fingers back to caress her chest. Alex didn't spend much time on her breasts, but Olivia didn't much care what Alex did as long as she kept touching her, kept loving her.
The muscles of Olivia's stomach quivered in anticipation as Alex's fingers trailed slowly down the shallow groove bisecting her abdomen. Alex was so glad Olivia was sensitive there because she desperately loved running her fingers and mouth along the responsive flesh. She had never gotten so much pleasure from just touching a lover until Olivia had first encouraged her to explore all she wanted.
Alex's trembling but nimble fingers dropped to Olivia's belt and she took pleasure in sliding the tongue from its cinched position and pulling the leather from its place around the detective's hips. She was careful to place Olivia's holstered weapon safely off to the side and out of the way before unbuttoning her slacks and lowering the zipper. It was difficult to resist the temptation to dip her fingers under her lover's shorts to touch her intimately, but Alex did because that wasn't how she wanted to have Olivia tonight.
With a gentle push, Alex directed Olivia to sit on the edge of the bed. The attorney followed Olivia down and knelt before her on the floor. She quickly untied Olivia's shoes and took them off along with her socks. Alex was hungry enough for Olivia that she didn't want to take the time to fully undress her, but she wasn't looking for a quick fuck either so she wanted her lover completely naked.
When Olivia's feet were bare, Alex leaned up and captured the detective's lips in another heated kiss, letting her feel the hunger Alex had for her. Alex pushed gently at Olivia's shoulders to get her to lean back, which Olivia did and braced herself on her forearms so that she still had an excellent view of Alex kneeling before her. And when Alex took hold of the waistband of both Olivia's slacks and her shorts she lifted her hips to make it easier for Alex to drag them down her legs and off.
Alex sat back for a few seconds and just took in the visual before her, letting Olivia see how beautiful she found her to be; it was a sight that never failed to take Alex's breath away. She reached forward and opened the brunette's legs wide enough that she could fit between them. Alex took a moment to run her gaze lovingly over Olivia's glistening folds before bringing her eyes up to met darkly hooded brown pools of desire.
Inching forward, Alex ran her hands up the outsides of Olivia's legs until her hands gently held her lover's flared hips. She leaned forward and placed reverent kisses across Olivia's abdomen, teasing her with the light caresses placed right above where she needed attention the most. But even as Olivia's hips started to move lightly to encourage the blonde, Alex knew that her lover would not force the touch she so desperately wanted and would continue to let her go at her own pace.
Olivia had not made her wait earlier and she'd been so good for the past few minutes that Alex decided to return the favor. She also couldn't deny herself the sweet salvation that she only ever found when she was with Olivia, sharing with her all the love that she felt for her detective.
Alex dropped her hands from Olivia's hips to run them along her soft inner thighs. She spread Olivia before her and gently blew a teasing stream of air along her lover's liquid center. Olivia's hips jerked forward and she drew in a quick breath as the cold air hit her clit and made it harden even more. It was just the response Alex was looking for.
The blonde lowered her head and affixed her mouth to Olivia's wet sex. This was most definitely her favorite way to love Olivia. She loved the sweet, tangy flavor that she associated as uniquely Olivia. She loved how she could control how and when Olivia would come; whether her love needed an intense, all-consuming orgasm or a soft, sweet climax. But most of all, Alex loved the encouraging noises that Olivia couldn't contain, the ones that made her feel as if there were no deeper connection then what they shared at that moment; and there wasn't.
Alex used only her mouth and switched between licking Olivia's clitoris and thrusting her tongue into her opening. She started at Olivia's clit, knowing that it would push her quickly to the edge, but released the erect bundle before Olivia could climax. There was no way Alex could deny herself a taste of the fresh liquid pulsing from Olivia's center. She savored the flavor of her lover before Olivia was too far gone to deny her release any longer.
Olivia's hands gripped the bed sheets until they started to cramp but she kept them from pulling Alex back to where she wanted her tongue most. Alex knew her body better than anyone and knew just what she needed and how much she could handle before she went completely insane. Olivia trusted everything to Alex, her body and her heart, so she waited with ever increasing tension for her love to give her what she needed.
Alex could feel Olivia's hips begin to move more insistently beneath her and knew that it was an unconscious motion. She loved driving the brunette crazy, but they both needed her to climax now, the time for teasing having run its course and put them both on edge. So Alex moved her mouth back up to Olivia's clitoris and sucked it into her mouth, lashing it with her tongue. She felt the thighs beneath her hands start to tremble with the signs of an imminent orgasm and very lightly nipped at Olivia's erect clit.
Olivia shouted Alex's name and her head dropped back onto her shoulders as Alex soothed her through her climax with gentle circles of her tongue over her quivering clitoris. When the last vestiges of her orgasm were drawn from her exhausted body, Olivia collapsed back onto the bed, breathing hard. There was little she could do except moan her pleasure as Alex carefully, gently lapped up her juices without trying to arouse her again.
Alex licked Olivia clean and rested her head against Olivia's stomach until her own heart rate calmed. Then she helped her love push up to the head of the bed and get under the covers. She turned off the lights and slipped into bed next to a semi-conscious Olivia. "I love you, Liv. Good night," Alex whispered to the form curled up against her as she pulled Olivia closer.
"Love you, too," Olivia mumbled sleepily and she was asleep in seconds. Her arms were wrapped around Alex's waist and her head cradled against the shoulder of the woman she loved more than anything.
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