A/N As promised, here it is! XD I really hope it lives up to your expectations... ^^; Thank you to everyone who left such kind reviews, especially the guests whom I can not personally respond to. I'm possibly getting a little obnoxious but I have to keep saying it: reviews are love, reviews are life! XD
Romero gingerly rubbed at his wrists, lightly tracing the tender, chafed skin. He had to take extra care to cover them with his sleeves, so as not to reveal the evidence of being handcuffed. But seeing the usually prim and proper Norma Bates abandoning her restraint and putting on a show, made it worth it. They say that overly controlling and dominant women are little sex kittens in the bedroom, and he experienced it firsthand. He never would have imagined that she could be as devious as to leave him handcuffed to the chair, but he quite liked this new naughty, no-personal-bubble Norma.
His train of thought was interrupted by an insistent knock on the door. He had no chance to respond before it swung open.
"You know, it is considered polite to wait before entering" he scolded lightly, leaning back in his chair and crossing his arms in front of his chest.
"I know you Alex, I don't have to wait." Typical Norma response, he thought.
"Anyway, you forgot this at home," she said cheerfully, walking over and proudly holding up a brown paper a bag.
"You really didn't have to do that"
"I had to run some errands and I was in the area." She waved her hand dismissively as she placed the lunch she brought on the desk.
"Oh, is that the only reason you brought it over?" he teased, face falling in mock disappointment and hurt.
"No, you know I love you enough that I don't want you to starve." Her tone was hushed, he noticed, still slightly hesitant to admit that she loved another man aside from Norman.
Romero's eyes flickered over towards the handcuffs lying on the corner of the desk next to which Norma placed his lunch. She seemed oblivious to it, but if she had noticed, she didn't think much of it. Certainly not that he would do as promised in his office during lunchtime. He, however, was not oblivious to the fact that she was wearing a dress.
Perfect.
Rising from the chair, he made his way around the desk towards her. He paused a moment before leaning in, pressing his lips against hers, wrapping his arms around her waist, pulling her close, hands skimming down the back of her dress towards her rear.
She responded with equal fervour, trailing her hands up his biceps before resting it on his broad shoulders.
His mouth left hers in favour of her neck, whispering down the slender column, fingers squeezing her ass. He savoured the feel of her pulse quickening beneath his lips as he drew the delicate flesh into his mouth and sucked.
"No, not here" she giggled softly, pulling away as she felt something distinctly Alex pressing against her.
The words barely left her mouth, when he whirled her around, roughly shoving her towards the wall and pinning her against it. She shivered as the coolness of the plastered brick nipped into her skin through the thin material of the dress.
He took both wrists in one hand, locking them behind her back, before reaching over and sliding the handcuffs from the desk.
"You know what they say about payback," he growled as he expertly latched the cuffs around her wrists.
In stunned disbelief at the unexpectedness of his actions, she couldn't find the words to object. But either she was delusional in the hopes that she could stop it, or delusional that she even wanted to.
Sweeping her hair to the side, his teeth clamped down on the delicate flesh at the side of her throat, his forearm pressing into her back as he shifted his weight forward. Norma found it increasingly difficult to breathe as he pushed her harder against the wall, his elbow painfully digging into her spine.
He released the pressure to grip her shoulders and move her towards the front of the desk. Feeling embarrassingly aroused, she didn't protest as one hand splayed between her shoulder blades, forcefully bending her at the waist.
"Oh," she breathed, the air forced out of her lungs as he pressed her against the desk with a vengeance, heat rapidly pooling in her loins. Clasped between his thumb and forefinger, Alex yanked down the zipper of her dress before scraping his nails down her sensuously exposed back, grinding his arousal against her ass.
He reached down for the hem of her dress, lifted it high above her waist and was rewarded with a full view of her white cotton panties. For reasons unknown to him, she liked wearing white underwear. He would have to tell her to wear thongs every once in a while.
She shuddered with anticipation as he pulled her underwear down to her ankles, leaving her to shimmy and kick out of them. He could see the glistening wetness between her thighs, pleased that, despite her initial protest, her body was so responsive.
He swiped the pad of his thumb across, hearing her breath catch in her throat, before placing his digit in his mouth and licking off her essence with a low, appreciative moan
"You taste delicious."
Her cheeks flushed at his words, thighs clenching involuntarily; she loved that he considered her a delicacy.
He grasped his length, gliding between her slick folds, purposely brushing against her clit, her breath hitching. As he thrust his hips forward, spearing her against the desk, his hand clamped over her mouth, choking a moan that surely would have betrayed their illicit deeds.
One hand clutched at her hip, rocking her against him, and he relished in every motion she made, every stifled, pleasure bound moan she rewarded him with.
Norma was vaguely aware of the noise they were making, that one of the officers might notice. But it was a testament to how far gone she was, that it didn't bother her all that much. At least not now. Not when she felt the fierce, possessive thrusts, in and out, in and out; his trimmed nails rasping across her skin, leaving angry red streaks in their wake
Alex felt guilty about it, but only for the briefest of seconds. If the breathy sighs lingering at the back of her throat were any indication, she certainly didn't mind.
The otherwise silent office was filled with the soft, wet sounds of skin slapping against skin, low pitched moans and pants, and the rhythmic pounding of Norma's thighs against the desk.
In the distance they could hear the sounds of laughter and rapidly approaching footsteps. Both froze instantly and Norma felt a very unwanted chill shoot down her spine. She shifted so as to pull him out of her, but Romero clutched at her squirming hips, his fingers digging in painfully and holding her in place.
"What the hell are you doing?!" she whispered vehemently as she glowered at him. He glanced towards the door as the footsteps became louder. They were getting close.
Even though his better judgement told him it was probably a terrible idea, it was a risk he was fully prepared to take. And she might thank him for it later.
Leaning forward, his chest against her back, he pressed hot, open-mouthed kisses on the nape of her neck, feeling goosebumps flare beneath his lips. As he thrust his hips forward, he bit down hard, bruising the tender flesh; her whole body jerked and she squealed
She realized her mistake when the footsteps suddenly stopped and someone said: "Did you hear that?" It was Patty. Norma had been at the station on occasions numerous enough that she knew each of the officers by name.
"Hear what?" another one asked. "Shit!" Norma cursed silently.
"Something sounded like a shriek" Patty replied as she moved closer to the door and paused.
"I actually think I saw Norma go in there."
"Norma?"
"Yes, Norma Bates. You know, Alex's wife?"
"Oh... right..."
"Fuck!" Norma thought as she heard the knowing snicker. She was never going to live this down: Norma Bates engaging in adulterous activities with the town sheriff in his office. Doesn't it count as a public place? Either way, her pleasure-addled mind was powerless to stop him.
"I think our Sheriff is a little busy," Patty chuckled, slightly uncomfortable for intruding on their privacy. They heard her turn and scramble back down the hall, the other officer following, and Norma and Alex were left in silence. Both glanced toward the door, listening for any more sounds of movement.
"Did you like having an audience?" he taunted as he fervently drove into her.
"You really could have stopped me at any time, but you didn't"
Yes, she did like it. Damn it all to hell, she loved it! She felt so dirty, so immoral, and the fear of getting caught just served to arouse her even more.
"You know, maybe we should make a tape" he suggested, voice a husky whisper.
Make a tape? She couldn't deny that the idea seemed somewhat appealing, erotic even. In all her years she had never filmed herself, hadn't even considered it, but it could prove... entertaining.
She had no time to dwell on it as Romero increased his tempo, the wood groaning beneath them, her cuffs clinking softly with every carnal movement.
"Don't break my desk."
"You- broke- my chair" she panted, the words forced from her lungs with each thrust.
"Well you left me tied to it", he chided as he brought the palm of his hand down on her ass, the sharp sound reverberating through the silence, a startled whimper slipping past her lips.
Closer and closer he brought her to the peak with his masterful manipulation of her body, her fists clenching and unclenching with each frantic beat of her heart, each powerful thrust. Romero could hear her sighs growing shorter and coarser, feel her inner muscles flutter around him.
Without warning, he grasped her shoulders, pulled her up and pressed her flush against his chest. One hand clamped around her neck, constricting her windpipe and squeezing her arteries, the other slid around her waist and held her close.
She wheezed with breathlessness as she violently struggled against him.
The lack of oxygen set her nerves aflame, intensifying every pleasurable assault. She felt a sudden flash of heat, followed by another and another as pleasure slid through her legs, pulsating through her body, lips parting, and legs giving in. He released the pressure on her throat and tightened his hold on her as her body bucked and jumped.
She was left weak and shaky, slumped against his chest, heart hammering furiously in her chest, breath cutting at her lungs and throat.
Through the fogginess of her mind, she barely registered Romero's hand on her back, not pushing, urging, the hard wood rapidly approaching.
From where her cheek was pressed against the desk, Norma glanced up at him, watched his eyes grow so dark they were almost black, a wild, frenzied look in them, drawing a muffled, pleased mewl from deep within her throat.
"God," he rasped breathlessly as his fingers dug deep into her hips, urging her over him in quick, hard thrusts. Her body grew tight again as she rocked her hips against his.
Spurred on by her panting pleas, Romero reached down, hooked his arm under her left knee, and lifted up her leg to place it on the desk.
Norma was teetering on the edge of bliss, poised, waiting. She parted her lips, only to surrender a pleasured "oh" as he reached around to flick and caress her clit.
"That's it, let me hear how good this feels," he whispered, tone low and gravelly, as he rubbed the swollen nub in short, sharp strokes, remembering how she liked it. Pleasure slashed through her, violent and consuming. She screwed her eyes shut, his name repeatedly tumbling over her lips as she lost herself to another stunningly blistering release.
He followed moments later, settling on his elbows over her, weight keeping her pinned against the desk. The only sound in the office was their breathing, quick and heavy.
Alex shifted as he felt the teeth of the zipper cutting into his chest, slipping out of her and tucking himself back into his pants. He watched as Norma was slumped over the desk, catching her breath, muscles twitching with little aftershocks of pleasure.
Regaining control of her limp limbs, she got up and started searching for her hastily discarded underwear.
"Looking for this?" he questioned teasingly, eyebrow quirked in amusement, her panties dangling from his finger.
"Yes" she deadpanned
"Also, aren't you forgetting something?" she said as she turned her back, shaking the cuffs at him.
His lips curved into a mischievous smirk as he stuffed her underwear in the back pocket of his pants.
"I'll just hang on to these"
"Y-You can't be serious!"
"You know what they say about payback," he chuckled, a heady rumble in his chest, the corners of his mouth twitching upwards.
"Have fun, Norma"
He resisted the urge to smirk as she pursed her lips and narrowed her eyes to glare at him, highly irked that he used her own words against her.
"Alex, come back here!" she hissed through gritted teeth as he turned and strode towards the door.
Fingers on the door handle, he pushed down with deliberately agonizing slowness, every creak noticeable. He glanced back at her, a wicked glint in his eyes as he stepped out and closed the door behind him
"Fuck fuck fuck!" she cursed silently as she was left in silence. Either she would have to search for a key, or do a walk of shame, hands cuffed behind her back, dress unzipped, hair disheveled, cheeks still flushed. Heaven forbid it should be the latter; she would never live it down and probably never be able to look anyone, that wasn't Alex, in the eye again.
Jumping in startled panic, her heart leaped in her throat as she heard the door open, fully expecting to be the gossip of the whole of White Pine Bay.
She breathed a sigh of relief at the sound of Alex's voice.
"You're right, I did forget about something."
Purposely, he walked right past her, a hint of a grin tugging at his lips as he reached over the desk for the brown paper bag containing the lunch she brought.
"Thanks for bringing this, Mrs Sheriff"
He suppressed the desire to laugh at her loss for words, the expression on her face: jaw slightly dropped, eyes blinking in incredulity as he strode back out and shut the door.
Yes, she did know what they said about payback: it's a bitch.
Gods be good writing dialogue is difficult! I'm never sure if it's too bare or too detailed :P Constructive criticism is always welcome so I can improve my writing ^^; Still can't write the male orgasm though :P Not in detail anyway. To the reviewer who asked for more fluff, I tried to add some in the beginning (not sure if I got it right though...) but based on what happens in the story, it wasn't really possible to add a lot ^^; Still, I hope you all enjoyed it! XD