AN: Okay ladies, you win. You dragged it out of me. BTW, this chapter is rated MA, as in NC-17, not M as in R. Yeah, thought you'd like that.

2: Thank You

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Bobby had no sooner entered the apartment when Alex's lips were on his. She lept into his arms with such force that she knocked him up against the wall, her legs wrapping around his middle. She was grinding into him fiercely, as if trying to claim him through the clothes. "I love you," Alex murmered between frenzied kisses. She set herself back down on the floor and started tugging hungrily at his shirt. She had it off before he was two feet into the room.

"I take it you liked your birthday prese-"

Alex sealed her lips over his, explored his mouth with her tongue, her skillful movements driving him wild. She fumbled with his zipper and pulled it down, going for his button next. Alex yanked the denim down around his ankles and pulled his boxers with it. He was already fully erect, and she grasped her lover without the barrier of clothing, squeezing while kissing all over his chest. She drew a nipple into her mouth and sucked with a ferocity that spurred Bobby on to tear at the hateful fabric seperating them. Her blouse and bra tumbled to the floor.

"I want to feel you inside me," she husked. "Right. Now." They were both working to undo her pants, and soon both jeans and panties lay discarded on the tile.

"No. Wait!" Alex suddenly said, separating them.

Bobby momentarily feared she wasn't as receptive to him as she was acting, but when he gave her a questioning look, he was greeted with a wicked smile. "I haven't thanked you properly." And with that, she fell to her knees and started kissing his erection.

"No, Alex!" He practically pulled her off him as her lips sealed around his head. "Tonight is your night. I am going to fullfill every promise in that letter." Here he kissed her. "Implied and." Kiss. "Explicit." He drew the word out smothering it in innuendo. She smirked.

"What I really want, Bobby, is this," she squeezed his erection, making him groan. "Inside me. As soon as possible. Right here on this floor if you don't start moving toward the bedroom now."

Bobby chuckled. "What about foreplay?"

Alex shot him a look so lustful he thought he would come right then and there. She picked the letter up off the table next to them and held it up to his face. "This is better than half the foreplay of my life. Hell, better than half the sex of my life. I am positively dripping, Bobby, and if you really want to give me my birthday wish you will come into my bed and finish what you started." She moved around behind him and gave his bottom a light smack, followed by a series of gentle squeezes, pushing him toward the bedroom. Bobby laughed and allowed himself to be shoved in the right direction.

Once there, Alex practically threw Bobby down onto the bed and moved to stradle him. He easily lifted her off and set her down gently beside him, allowing his hands to linger a beat longer than necessary. "No, no, Alex. You get foreplay whether you like it or not."

She growled in frustration. "You're going to deny me my fondest birthday wish?" she teased, poking him with a toe.

"No," he answered, planting a light kiss on her cheek. "I am going to withhold your wish until you can't stand it anymore." He kissed her neck. "Then, when you are absolutely aching with desire, I will make you come." Bobby kissed her nipple. "Again and again and again," he murmered into her breast.

"I'm aching, Bobby. Belive me, I'm aching." She took his hand away from its perch on her breast and moved it down to her heat, forcing him to feel the wetness there. She moved his fingers into her, grinding against them, moaning. "Please, Bobby. Don't make me beg on my birthday."

Bobby's mouth moved to her navel, his tongue drawing little circles around it, still moving his fingers inside her. "I believe I promised to kiss every inch of your body," he reminded her.

Alex growled. "You take that much more time before getting into me, Robert O. Goren and I swear I will kill you."

He stroked lazy circles inside her, feeling her walls clench around him. "Death threats don't become you, Love," he whispered. He kissed the underside of her chin, moved down to nuzzle her neck.

Alex absently stroked Bobby's thigh. "Do you want me to tell you how that letter made me feel?"

He mumbled a "yes" as his mouth busied itself planting a series of wet kisses over her bicep.

"I have never felt so beautiful. So sexy. So desirable." She gave his thigh a light squeeze.

"You are, Alex." He slipped his digits out of her, licking her fluids off his fingers, offering them to her. She sucked the slickness off, still concentrating on his words. "You are beautiful." He kissed her. "Sexy." Another kiss. "Desirable." He stroked her cheek. "And no words I could ever write could convey just how much." Alex's eyes wore a look of unabashed adoration. How in the world did I land this man? "I love you like I never dreamt possible. No other woman's ever brought this out in me. I've never written a love letter before."

Alex smiled. "Could've fooled me. You do it like a pro." He shook his head. "Well I've never gotten a love letter before."

"I find that hard to believe," Bobby murmered into her hair.

"It's true," she whispered, her hand still rubbing up and down his thigh. "I didn't know anyone still wrote love letters. I thought they died out a long time ago." She reached her other hand to cradle his cheek. "Along with romance and chivalry. So I really should have expected this from you, because you're all the wonderful things I never believed real men were. The things I thought only existed in Harelequin paperbacks. Not that I read them," she added hastily when he raised an eyebrow. "When I read that letter, it made me feel warm all over. It just crept into every inch of me and made me feel alive. I felt like I was a queen or a movie star. Because I'm adored." She laughed nervously. "Because I've got a man so talented with his..." She paused her to gaze at his erection before smirking. "Words. Telling me all these wonderful things.

"Now are you going to get inside me or do I have to hurt you?"

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