Alex opened the door to her apartment and strode in, tossing her jacket and attaché on the couch. Fin turned and slid the deadbolt on the door, making sure it was secure before following her. Alex had switched on a lamp by the time he reached the living room.

Fin slowly took off his brown leather jacket and unclipped his gun, checking the safety before placing it on an endtable. He sat and removed his boots and placed them by the end of the sofa. When he turned, he saw Alex leaning against the back of the couch in the same way as she had leaned against her desk. The soft glow from a nearby lamp was illuminating the blonde hair that fell around her face and she had undone an extra button on her shirt. He let his eyes travel up the shapely, long legs to the slim hips and he could feel himself stiffen slightly.

A deep breath from Alex brought him back to reality.

"Tough few weeks," she said. The features of her face seemed to soften slightly and she looked at him with some concern.

Fin blew out a sigh, "Let's just forget it."

Alex hesitated for a second and then nodded, "OK."

"We get lotsa chances to talk," Fin took a step closer to her, "right now I'm tired of talking."

Alex nodded again and straightened up. Fin took another step closer so he was less than an arm's length away. Eyes glued to his, Alex reached up and slowly unbuttoned the top button of her blouse.

Fin keps his eyes locked on Alex's as he dropped his head to kiss the skin she was exposing. As he gently sucked on the curve of her breast, Alex began to shake but kept unbuttoning. Fin followed her hands down until he was on his knees lapping at her bellybutton, and her hands and gone to his shoulders to brace herself. She gasped as he reached up to slip the shirt off of her shoulders and stand to look at her.

Fin took a second to drink her in, panting slightly with her smooth, white skin glowing in the low light. The small, round breasts cupped by a black lace bra. He leaned forward and kissed her on the mouth, gently. Pulling back, he kissed her cheek and then her neck.

"Alex Cabot wears lace," he hissed into her ear and she whimpered slightly as he pressed his body to hers.

Fin leaned back slightly, reached up and began to undo his own buttons, quickly discarding his button-front shirt. When Alex saw the undershirt she gave a slight frown of disapproval but let her eyes travel over the outline of his chest and the shape of his bare arms. Unconciously, she licked her lips. Her fingers traced his biceps and he gave a low grunt. When she got to the hem of his undershirt she toyed with it for a moment before looking him in the eye. He smiled and she pulled it up and over his head. Alex leaned in and kissed Fin again, and her mouth trailed down his neck to his chest, hands and lips exploring the expanse of muscle before returning to suck on his ear, her hands reaching for his belt.

Fin groaned as she slid the leather through the heavy clasp of his belt. She raised an eyebrow.

"Do you want me to stop?" she asked, kissing the spot where his neck met his shoulder.

"Nah baby, it's getting a little tight down there."

Alex shivered again and bit Fin's shoulder. His warm, musky scent was intoxicating and she could feel herself getting warmer and warmer. She continued unbuckling and moved on to the button of his pants. Leaving him unfastened, she slid her hands around to grab his ass as he kissed her deeply, again and leaned forward, a hand on the couch on either side of her.

Fin's head was pounding as she bit and sucked on his lip. God, this woman was sexy and she could tell she was as ready as he was for this to happen. In his mind he was already envisioning the white hips and thighs sashaying down the hallway to the bedroom...

Fin was rocketed back to the present as one of Alex's hands wandered from his ass slowly around his thigh to cup the growing bulge in his pants.

"Oh, Alex... fuck," Fin groaned as her delicate fingers gently massaged him through his clothes. He had to close his eyes to steady himself.

Alex smiled, pleased with the reaction she was provoking. She raised a thigh and gently began to rub it against the outside of Fin's leg. Her heart nearly stopped when he managed to gather himself and focus his hard black eyes on her. Reaching around, he slid the zipper on her skirt down slowly. Stepping back, he looked her in the eye and indicated her skirt and pantyhose.

"Off," he said, stepping back.

Alex didn't hesitate at all, slowly drawing the clothing down her thighs. Fin brought a hand up to adjust himself as he watched Alex bend over, eyes on her breasts. Just before Alex straigtened up, he kicked her shoes back forward.

"Leave 'em on."

Alex looked up in disbelief, but she saw Fin standing shirtless and panting, muscle flexed and she licked her lips and slid her heels back on before leaning back in her bra and panties.

Fin came back forward and wrapped the attourney in his strong arms, nuzzling her neck. Alex's panted and her hands went to the waistband of his pants. She grasped his zipper between two fingers and slid it down, agonizingly slowly as Fin held his breath. Once the zipper was down she pushed until the clothing fell off his hips.

He stepped back to kick it away and Alex saw Fin standing naked, every part of him dark and threatening... and hard.

Alex smiled appreciatively and sneaked several furtive glances at the detective's impressive errection. Fin stepped forward again and she reached out and stroked the length, just barely touching it with her fingertip.

"Oh god," Fin breathed, stepping closer and running his hands over her smooth back up to her bra clasp. With an expert flick of his wrist the clasp was undone and the bra was discarded with the rest of Alex's clothes. Alex could have sworn she stopped breathing as Fin's errection bobbed against her thigh and he grinded against her instinctively. Desire was coursing through her as he lowered his head and roughly sucked on a nipple, supporting her with one arm wrapped around her back while the other hand palmed her other breast. Rubbing his face between them, she wrapped her arms around his back again and scratched his shoulders gently. His panting and grunting was driving her crazy, and she was aching for him to touch her.

Sensing this, Fin drew his hand down her body from her breast, over her stomach and between her legs. He rubbed slowly a couple of times through her underwear (also lace) until Alex began to grind her hips into his palm. As he fingered her clit through her underwear, Alex moaned, giving Fin a chance to slip his tounge back into her mouth, tasting her.

When Alex's movements became erratic, he pushed aside her underwear and slowly slid a finger into her. Her eyes widened slightly and she threw her head back, sucking in a breath and it was all that he could do not to come right there. He could feel how ready she was and he gave a small grin, dropping to his knees and tugging her underwear down with his teeth. Once he got them to her knees she obligingly and impatiently kicked them away, and he let his hands wander up the backs of her impossibly long legs. Panting, Alex put her hands on his shoulders and he leaned forward, bringing his mouth firmly to her curls.

Alex bit her lip to keep from crying out as he placed one of her legs over his shoulder and went to work. She would have never pegged Fin Tutuola as a tease, but he was hellbent on making her scream, cry and beg for him to... and Alex had never used this word ever... fuck her.

She was seconds away from orgasm when he pulled away, standing to look her in the eye, looking to see if she was ready. She panicked slightly at the look in his eyes, but obediently began to squirm backwards onto the sofa when he caught her upper arm and spun her around abruptly. Off balance in her heels, she had to grab the back of the sofa with both hands and suddenly he was right behind her, pressed against her, holding her up and close to him and surrounding her with his scent. She could feel the heat rolling off of him and his shaft pressed into her ass.

"Fuck, you look good baby," he mumbled, nibbling on her neck. She was a bit lost, but through the fog Alex vaguely heard the sound of a condom being opened and she tensed slightly. But she was forced to relax again when Fin dropped to his knees and brought his mouth... ohgod.

Gripping her couch, Fin going down on her from behind, Alex began to shake with want. She wanted him inside of her goddammit. Fin's strong hands held her thighs in place and he stroked them gently.

She managed to pull herself together long enough to growl, through clenched teeth,

"Fin. Now."

Fin grinned when he heard the frustration in her voice, and he stood immediately, pausing for only a second to admire the blonde vision in feels before him. With one hand on her back to steady her, he gently guided himself between her legs.

Alex shuddered when Fin stretched her, but she exhaled with relief as he started thrusting rhythmically. The sensation was mindblowing and her grip on the couch tightened. Fin reached up and wound her hair around his fist, pulling her head back and kissing the side of her neck. With one hand on her back and one in her hair, he began to thrust deeper and harder.

Alex was totally lost in the rhythm and the sensation when Fin suddenly slowed down. Turning her head, she threw him a death glare and through clenched teeth hissed, "Finish it."

Fin was panting and he almost lost it knowing how close that Alex was. All intention of teasing further were gone. Letting go of her hair, he grabbed her hips and began to thrust harder. Alex grunted appreciatively and moved back into him, meeting his movements.

Thirty seconds later, they both crashed over the edge together, coming hard. Fin's grip on Alex's hips tightened and Alex's fingernails dug into the couch as she fell forward.

Alex was still shaking and panting when Fin spun her around and lifted her into his arms, sitting her on the back of the couch. Alex rested her head on his chest and felt his heart racing. Fin rested his chin on the top of her head and felt the blonde's breathing return to normal. He stroked her hair and closed his eyes.

"Damn girl."

Alex smiled and traced a circle on Fin's pecs absentmindedly.

"Yeah," she whispered, "not bad for a first try."

Fin pulled back and watched her, eyebrow up.

"Bedroom. Now."