Righting the Wrong
By: Liv-x-Case-Benson & FemSlashPrincess
Ch. 2: Jumping a Hurdle
Olivia sighed. "Fine. See you later," she said, unlocking the door and walking away.
"Okay, well, I'm not moving. I guess you don't want me that badly," Casey called.
Olivia turned in the doorway. "Well, that depends, do you want me?"
Casey shrugged, sitting up. She continued reading, her long legs crossed seductively.
The detective smirked, closing the door and locking it. "I could just leave and take matters into my own hands, you know?"
"You want me to beg. Well, sorry. Not happening."
Olivia threw the file on the ground, pulling Casey up to her again, kissing her hard, her hand, sneaking in between her wife's legs, rubbing gently.
Casey whimpered. "Someone wastes no time.."
"Why should I?" she asked, backing her into her desk. "I love you," she moaned, kissing her passionately.
"I love you too," Casey moaned. "But..we..shouldn't..." Even as she said it, her legs tangled around Olivia's waist, as if acting on their own.
"Oh?" Olivia said, sitting Casey on her desk. "So I shouldn't put this hot, wet, cock inside of you and fuck you 'til you're hoarse?" she whispered in her ear. "Spank you until you can barely sit in a chair?"
"Olivia...fuck...that's..."
"That's...what?" she asked.
In lieu of response, Casey shoved her tongue down the older woman's throat, moaning against her.
Olivia moaned, laying Casey on her desk, nipping her lower lip. "Fuck," she moaned, unbuttoning Casey's shirt, smirking in finding Casey was wearing a bustier, discarding it, and sucking on her breasts alternately. thrusting her hips into her. "Mmm, want me yet?"
Casey moaned, her nipples hardening painfully in Olivia's mouth. "Do you..want me?" she asked.
Olivia moaned against her.
"Is that a yes?"
Olivia nodded. "How much?"
"How much?"
"How much do you need me?"
"More than you could ever imagine," Casey confessed.
"Prove it."
"H-how?"
"I'm sure you can think of a way."
"I can't."
Olivia's hand swept down Casey's front before she pressed their bodies together.
"Olivia, we..we shouldn't..I.." Casey found herself silenced by a passionate kiss.
The detective's hands ran up and down Casey's back, kissing her as she slipped her tongue in her mouth.
Casey tangled her fingers in her wife's hair, yanking it.
Olivia growled a bit, staying close as she pushed Casey's skirt up, her panties down, as Olivia discarded her own, causing the toy to spring forth.
"Fuck," Casey murmured, a scarlet blush staining her alabaster cheeks.
Olivia smirked. "Do you want to turn around? That way... Lean over your desk."
"Olivia, we..we can't be loud. You know that."
"So...it's a no?"
"No but...we have to be careful. You can't lose control."
Olivia nodded. "I know. I'll be careful, but we don't have to do this..."
"I want to."
Again, she nodded, gently thrusting inside.
Gasping at the sudden penetration, Casey fought back another whimper.
Olivia placed her hands on either side of Casey on her desk, starting at a steady pace.
"Olivia, how long is your break?" Casey always babbled when she was trying to be quiet.
Olivia went a little faster. "An hour," she moaned softly.
"But...you've already..used it.."
Olivia nodded. "I can...either stop...or say...traffic was...horrible..."
"Oh, traffic..was...awful.." Casey moaned.
Olivia smirked, going faster. "Yes it is," she moaned softly.
"Fuck, Liv," the redhead moaned.
Olivia smirked. "Like that?" she asked, going faster. "Mmm, you feel amazing..."
"Olivia...it feels...amazing.."
The detective went faster, reaching around to rub her clit. "Ready when you are," she whispered.
Casey's moans were growing louder with each passing second. "Fuck," she whimpered, throwing her head back. "Olivia, I... I'm going to come..fuck me.." the attorney cried.
Olivia turned asey's head, kissing her passionately as she sped up. "Mmm." Olivia then wrapped her arms around Casey, thrusting her tongue down her wife's throat.
"Olivia...it feels...amazing.."
The detective went fasterm reaching around to rub her clit. "Ready when you are," she whispered.
Casey's moans were growing louder with each passing second. "Fuck," she whimpered, throwing her head back. "Olivia, I... I'm going to come..fuck me.." the attorney cried.
Olivia turned Casey's head, kissing her passionately as she sped up. "Mmm..." Olivia wrapped an arm around her, thrusting her tongue down her wife's throat.
Gripping the edges of the desk, Casey whimpered loudly, her orgasm tearing through her. She screamed into Olivia's mouth, coming harder than she ever had.
Olivia screamed into Casey's lips, coming hard, holding her tightly.
Casey came multiple times, each orgasm more intense than the last. Finally, she collapsed on the desk, panting.
Olivia pulled away, discarding and wiping off the toy, moaning before pulling her boxers and slacks back up. "You ok?"
Casey moaned. "Yeah..I'm good..."
Olivia smiled, kissing her gently. "Can you take these home?"
"Yeah. I'll buckle the strap on in the car and make sure it is safe and cozy. Maybe it will look out the window and wave to everyone."
Olivia chuckled a bit. "I didn't bring anything big enough to stow it in."
"Well, where the hell am I supposed to put it?"
"Maybe in the backseat covered by a jacket... Glovebox?"
Casey rolled her eyes. "How do I get it out of here?"
"Don't you carry a purse?"
"Obviously... you've known me for how long?"
"Therefore you know I rarely do," Olivia said.
Casey sighed.
"Casey...I really need to leave."
Casey kissed her passionately.
Olivia wrapped her arms around her, kissing back. "I...can't...stay."
"I know. But you can't expect me not to pout."
Olivia smiled, handing Casey her blouse and bustier from the floor. "I know," she whispered, "but there's no way I can blame traffic on this."
"I know. But..Liv?"
"Yeah?"
"What made you..."
The detective sighed. "Honestly? I really have no idea. It's like a switch was flipped on or something."
"Oh."
"I really wish I knew, but," she said, kissing her ear, "I do know that my intelligemt, sexy, funny, amazing wife intensified it ten-fold and I knew I had to see you."
Casey blushed. "Oh, well..I understand.."
Olivia smiled. "So, is it ok if I go and try to save myself from getting fired now?"
"Hey, it was your fault..."
"Think you can make me an excuse?"
"You had emergency trial prep," Casey answered instantly.
Olivia nodded. "Call. I'll get going."
"Call what?"
"Cragen?"
"I don't have to. Olivia, you are completely off today. Are you okay?"
"No, I'm not off. I-I was... Wait. That's right. I just came in to finish paperwork."
Casey raised an eyebrow, sitting in her chair.
Olivia shook her head. "I'd better go."
"Yeah. You are making no sense."
Olivia smiled. "Maybe I should go home and rest up for tonight."
"You can't."
"I can't? Why not?"
"Because you're already lying for us. You can't lie on top of a lie."
"How am I lying?"
"You're saying you're stuck in traffic while you're really on a booty call."
"But I'm not working today..."
"You're...I... Olivia...ughh..."
"What?"
Casey sighed. "I thought you came from work."
"I did. I asked you for an allibi, you said no, that I wasn't working today."
"No. I said your alibi is that I called you during your break for trial prep."
"Oh...ok."
"Olivia, why are you acting so strange?"
"I don't know."
Casey stood, cuddling into her. "Did I do something wrong?"
"No. I just need to focus."
"Promise?" Casey laid her head on Olivia's chest.
Olivia held her tightly. "I promise."
"That really was amazing, Olivia. I thought we would never be able to make love like that again."
Olivia sighed. "Yeah, but, like I said, I don't know what happened, so maybe that trip would be a good idea."
Casey pulled away. "Yeah."
Olivia held her hands. "I just said something bad, didn't I?"
"No. I'll be here when you're turned on enough."
"I'm sorry, but that's what happened. Case, it's not because I don't care or find you attractive. I swear," the detective said, pulling her close. "I love you. Always. Forever. I'll never be with anyone else."
Casey sighed. "See you tonight. I'll make pasta."
Olivia shook her head. "I'll take you out."
"Olivia, you don't have to.."
"I want to. You deserve it."
Casey blushed. "Well..."
Olivia kissed her softly. "Yes..."
"You're not going to take no for an answer, are you?"
"Nope."
Casey folded her arms across her chest. "Fine."
"You don't want to?"
"I do. But after today, no sex. I mean it this time. No sex. I'm sorry, Olivia, but I am your wife. And as great as this was.. I'm not a sex toy."
"But I wasn't...I didn't mean to..." Olivia sighed. "So what would you like me to do? I refuse to go pick someone up. I love you, Casey. I just...I honestly don't know what the problem was."
Casey sat on the edge of her desk. "You went from not being able to come when we make love to being consumed by spontaneous desire. That tells me that I'm only good enough when you just can't resist anymore."
Olivia, reluctantly, nodded. "But it was only once... Casey, I love you and I'll do anything for you, but there's got to be a way for me to get over this...hurdle. And...I would hope you want to help me. Why do you think I suggested that trip? We need it."
"Yes we do. I don't want us to grow apart because of this."
"I won't let us," she said, hugging Casey close. "I promise."
"Alright. See you tonight."
Olivia walked out.
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