I don't own the Good Wife, story is still dedicated to Randi may you enjoy this...

Strike two

He was circulating, talking and connecting, trying to gather supporters and smooth over the damage Alicia's comment earlier had made. He shook his head, it had never before been a thing between them, he had always known she didn't believe in God, though she didn't say it out loud. She had brought the kids to church and had gone with him when needed, which was not very often as he technically was not the biggest believer himself, he had not really believed or even considered religion until he went to jail. And afterward as he spoke with pastor Isaiah and listened to what he told him about his marriage to Alicia. That was what had made him think twice about religion, the explanation of how he needed to change to get a second chance with Alicia, and redeem his sins. He knew Eli had been trying to make Alicia agree that she believed as well, and he had advised him against it, told him to avoid the thing with Maddie's religion, and therefore not risking anything with Alicia. However they had still used it. That was why he had let Alicia answer for herself, leaving it up to her whatever she wanted to say. And she had. And the questions he now got, about how he felt about his wife not believing in God when he did were starting to bother him.

"Doesn't it feel hypocritical that you got married in a church when your wife is an atheist?" A woman asked him, pulling Peter out of his thoughts. He shook his head, rather pissed at Eli and Jordan actually using this story and way they had used it.

"Actually my wife and I were not married in a church. Will you excuses me?" He answered, not bothering explaining it any further, though he saw the surprise at the woman's face. However he moved away before she had the chance to ask for an explanation of their marriage and what he meant with that. Peter really was in no mood to share that with anyone, how he had a private wedding with Alicia not even in the United States, it was not as anyone had ever bothered looking into it before, since they did have the big white wedding at home later. But he had taken her on a vacation while they waited for her BAR results, and while there he had proposed to her and taken it from there - in the end they had been married on a beach, and it had been perfect. Of course they had not gotten out of a church wedding when they got back home, but their wedding to him was still the one they had on a beach at Fiji, with the ocean in the background and sand beneath their feet and Alicia in a simple white dress with orchids in her hair rather than the princess gown she had worn to the other and he had hardly been able to get her out of after, because of all the laces, bows, lace and silk it was made of.

He moved through the room looking for Alicia, feeling relived when he caught the sight of her expect when he realized she was getting into yet another confrontation with Maddie, he almost rolled his eyes because of her.

He left her alone for a little while and she was back to this, he moved over to them, which was probably good as people seemed to be getting interested in their conversation.

"Everything alright? Excuse me Maddie, I need to borrow my wife for a moment." He said as he placed a hand on Alicia's back and guided her away from Maddie without giving her time to object.

"What are you doing?" She hissed at him.

"Saving you from making the news tonight yet again." He commented as he steered her though the room.

"I wasn't..." She stared to object, before breaking off. "Where are you leading me?" She asked suddenly as they stepped out into the hallway.

"In here. After you made that comment earlier without any chance of fulfilling it, I haven't been able to think about anything else. Which is pretty bad when at the same time I had to smooth things over with a brush, people being very interesting in how I can still respect and lo.. care for you when you don't believe in God. And since you seem to like opening your mouth too much tonight I have a better idea how you could put it to good use." He whispered to her, guiding her in the direction of a bathroom. Alicia looked up at him in half surprise.

"What do you mean?" She asked almost disbelieving.

"Do I need to spell it out for you "Darling"? I want your pretty little mouth wrapped around my cock." He whispered into her ear, while sliding his hand down from the small of her back to her ass, and giving her a light slap on it making Alicia gasp in surprise and look back up at him, clearly shocked by his words and action. 2 -2 points is our score Alicia, we are even now. He thought as he opened a door to a bathroom, guiding her inside and locking the door. The moment it was locked she turned around and kissed him passionately, clearly liking his idea. Peter started to turn them intending on pushing her up against the door, but she pulled back from the kiss, raising an eyebrow at him.

"I thought you wanted me to put my mouth to good use Mr. Florrick?" She mocked him teasingly, while pushing her lips together in a pout. Now he was the one to look surprised, no matter how much he would like to have her do this for him, he had not intended it for now, and had mostly added the remark to get one on her. She seemed to love shocking him these days it was nice for once getting one back at her. However she seemed to have turned it around now, and his even was once more lost, new score 3-2 for Alicia, he had to admit to himself, or maybe rather 4-2 since she had added the Mr. Florrick. She smiled wickedly at him as she pulled her dress up a little and stepped out of her heels. She pulled him in for another kiss. He slid his hands around her, pulling her closer and kissing her deeply, however he gasped when he felt her hands going to his pants and unbuckling him.
"Alicia I really was just teasing you." He mumbled against her lips. She pulled back and gave him that adorable pout he both hated and loved, and that really did made him want to watch those full and puffy red lips wrapped around him.

"But I want to... I embarrassed you. Now let me make it up to you, Mr. Florrick. You were so nice to offer to loan me money with no catch Sir, and I'd like to thank you this way." She looked down like she was shy, while looking up at him through her eyelashes, like a naughty school girl. Dear God, what was she playing at tonight? She lowered herself to her knees in front of him, looking up at him, still pouting. Her hands returned to his pants but he could look at nothing but her eyes which were sparkling with laughter and happiness, and her lips were so tempting and full. He moaned deeply when she wrapped her hand around his erection, and started to stroke him slowly, before running her tongue over his tip, putting Peter right on the edge. God, he had forgotten how good this felt. His hands went to her hair brushing it back from her face into a ponytail so it didn't fall into her eyes. She smiled up at him.

"Is this okay Mr. Florrick? Or would you prefer this?" She asked as she wrapped her full lips around him, taking a couple of inches inside her hot cavern, making Peter bite his lip hard to keep from moaning loudly. What had gotten in to her? She took a little more of him in before moving back, and swirling her tongue around his tip, before taking more of him inside again. She kept this up, and he fought the desire to come, because since she really seemed intended on doing this he would enjoy it as long as possible, though it was damn hard with her red lips leaving lipstick stains on his erection, stains that soon disappeared as she took more of him into her mouth. He was not able to keep back the moan from slipping out as she took him all the way. The feeling of himself sliding deep down her throat was too much. The 3rd time she did that he knew he would not last any more if she did it a 4th time and no matter how much he would love to come like this he would never force her to do that, plus he knew they didn't have a long time for this and he also needed to be inside her badly, plus he knew how much she needed it with the dark desire he could see refluxed in her eyes, so he pulled her off him, groaning lightly because of the wet sound her lips made when they left his cock.

"Mr. Florrick?" She asked confused, reaching to take him back in but Peter let go of her hair and reached for her arms pulling her back up to him and into a hard passionate kiss while turning them so he could push her up against the door. His hands already pushing her dress further up and out of the way, and his hand between her legs right away, moving over her thong, appreciating she was again wearing one along with her thigh highs. He ripped the lace off her with a quick snap, putting them into the pocket of his jacket yet again. Served her right having to be without them after how she had behaved tonight. He ran his fingers over her slit once more making sure she really was wet enough for this, before he wrapped his hands around her thighs and ass lifting her up against the door and lining himself up against her before slamming into her in one full thrust. He didn't wait or let her adjust to it, knowing fully well that she wouldn't want that with how wet she was. Instead he moved back out right away only to slam into her again, making her moan loudly.

"Alicia you better keep silent, you wouldn't want the whole party to hear us." He gasped.

"You, too, Mr. Florrick." She answered, only to have her wrap her arms around his neck and pull him in for a deep kiss. He was almost unable to move in her as she clenched down on him hard. However he didn't stop, instead he wrapped her legs more around him changing the angle of penetration and taking her deeper and harder, making her moan deeply into the kiss.

He kept up moving like this, changing the angle a little more so he was sure to hit her most sensitive spot with every thrust soon sending her sprawling over the edge, as she moaned and whimpered against his lips. He thrust into her one more time before following her over the edge filling her with his hot release. He thrust into her a few more times before breaking their kiss and resting his forehead against the door. As his breath became even again, he smiled as he felt her lips against his cheek in a light kiss.

He was careful as he lowered first one leg of hers and then the other back onto the ground, making sure to hold her until she gained her balance. Their eyes locked and he couldn't help but smile back seeing the happiness and pleasure on her face. Damn, he wished they didn't have to go back inside, but instead could slip out and he could take her home and make love to her all night. But there was neither avoiding going back inside nor was going home and making love to Alicia possible. Because love making all night was off limits, strictly forbidden in what was going on between them. But there was nothing he wanted more. He reached in and kissed her gently on the lips again, before letting her step over to the mirror and fix her hair, and making sure there was no lip stick smeared out beside her lips. He stepped over beside her making sure the same that he had none of her lip stick on him, washing it off and fixing his own hair. Looking at her running her fingers through her hair bringing it back into order again, made him long for mornings spent with her even more.

"Alicia..." he started to say, before breaking off, looking at her. He had been so close to tell her he wanted to spent the night with her, that he wanted to have her beside him in the morning, but realized in the last minute that now was neither the time or place. She looked over at him.

"Yes...? Mr. Florrick." She asked gently, though her eyes were still teasing him.

"Nothing just... we should get back out." He mumbled, not able to really form what he had wanted to say originally. Her Mr. Florrick had confirmed that he really should not tell her about his feelings right now.

She smiled at him and stepped over rubbing her thumb against a spot right beside his lip.

"You missed a spot, it is gone now, Sir." She explained, probably seeing the confusing he was sure was painted on his face now.

"Thank you." He whispered. God, he wanted to pull her into his arms and kiss every last hint of lipstick off her.

"You are welcome, ready?" She asked as she motioned to the door. And he smiled and nodded, placing his hand on the small of her back guiding her back outside, leaving a little bit more of his resolve to keep things going like this behind them in the bathroom, and wish even more that he could have her heart again and not just her body like these quick rendezvous only allowed.

I am working on chapter 3 already...