Business Dinner, Chapter 2
Alex slid her key into her apartment door, all too aware of the way the detective's fiery gaze seared across her spine, which was bare in the red, backless dress. Olivia slid inside the open door, her coat brushing against Alex as the blonde pushed the door closed with her heel, never taking her eyes off her girlfriend, who moved with a quiet confidence towards the living room.
Alex tossed her clutch on the table beside the door, and felt a heat rise below her pelvis as the brunette beckoned her closer with a curl of her finger. Alex knew what it meant, and walked closer, a brown glint in the detective's eyes as she pulled the blonde into a kiss. Alex opened her mouth willingly, enjoying the sweetness of the tongue, which pushed aggressively against her own. She felt a pang of disappointment as Olivia pulled away, raising a calculating eyebrow toward her. "One of us is wearing too many clothes," she said.
Remembering words uttered earlier at the restaurant, Alex knew what Olivia meant, and reached two tentative hands towards the detective's neck, running her fingers along the collar of the fitted suit jacket. She pushed it gently from Olivia's shoulders, letting it fall to the floor with a light swoosh. Her fingers grasped the buttons on the brunette's silk shirt and began loosening them, one by one, her eyes not meeting her girlfriend's, but instead focusing solely on revealing the olive-hued skin, inch by inch. She bent forward, letting her tongue trail after her own fingers, licking down the smooth chest, toward the stomach, stopping just above the detective's waist, and giving the taut muscles a kiss, enjoying the way they flexed under her lips. Her hands pushed the shirt open, tugging it from the dark trousers, sliding it backwards along the toned biceps as it followed the route of the jacket.
Alex's eyes roamed across the darker skin and returned her attention to the lace bra, her lips tracing the contours of the fabric, feeling the pert nipples raising underneath. She slid her mouth wetly down the detective's stomach as she dropped to her knees, her tongue stopping only at the barrier of the detective's slacks, where her painted fingernails worked furiously at the button, then the slow zipper.
She worked the pants over Olivia's hips, placing a kiss on the detective's moistening center, the black silk panties damp against her lips. Alex worked the detective through the fabric, her hands cupping the firm ass, her fingers squeezing with the pressure of her mouth. She pulled the panties down and, looking up for a vague sense of permission that she hadn't known she wanted, pushed Olivia gently into the chair beside them.
Alex spread the olive-toned thighs apart with her hands, enjoying the way her fingernails felt on the smooth skin, but she soon felt a strong hand entwine her hair, pulling her head away and up. "No hands," Olivia whispered, her eyes cloudy with lust as she locked onto the blue gaze below her. "Make me come with just your tongue." She slipped the black pashmina from around Alex's shoulders and slid it around the pale neck, pulling it taut, locking the blonde into a vice between her legs, groaning in pleasure as she felt the wet mouth lock onto her center.
Alex felt the pressure behind her neck pulling her forcefully into the detective's sex, and ran her tongue eagerly along Olivia's outer lips, licking up, then down, repeating her ministrations before probing a capable tongue inside the detective's walls, letting it circle gently. She resisted the urge to place her hands along the toned thighs, remembering her instructions, and instead curled her hands into fists beside her as she continued to work the wet mound.
Olivia looked down at the blonde head writhing between her thighs, and she opened her legs to allow the expert tongue more access, again pulling the pashmina harder against her. The attorney moaned into her folds, and Olivia tipped her head back, closing her eyes in pleasure as Alex fucked her with her tongue, moving just in time to give the detective's neglected clit some needed attention. Olivia raised her hips as the hungry mouth sucked her, the lips locked tightly around her clit, the tongue running ruthlessly over it. She moaned, which encouraged the blonde to work her harder, the tongue moving more sporadically, pressing harder against the detective's bud.
Alex felt Olivia's hips rising in mounted pleasure, and wanted to pull back, to tease her girlfriend as she'd been teased earlier; the pashmina, however, held her mouth locked in place, and she continued to work her tongue, flicking it faster, moving her mouth back and forth over the detective's moistening mound.
Olivia felt herself rising, and pumped herself against her girlfriend's face, demanding the blonde's entire mouth, pressing herself against her. She let out another moan and tipped her head back, pressure building in her clit, threatening to explode. Teeth grazed it slightly before Alex's talented lips wrapped back around it, the tongue pressing into her as Olivia let out a final moan, pulling Alex's head further against her as her hips bucked hard against the wet mouth. A shudder ran through the detective, but she held the pashmina tight, keeping the attorney's head against her sex until the final waves of her orgasm rippled through her toes.
She let out a contented groan, and pulled the attorney's head away from her. "I'm so glad that tongue is just as talented in the bedroom as it is in the courtroom," she said, doubling the pashimina around Alex's neck, creating a soft collar, and pulling up gently, guiding the blonde onto her lap, the red dress once again hiked seductively around the thin hips. She ran her tongue across the attorney's mouth, enjoying her own scent as she pulled her in for a kiss, Alex's lips opening widely for her. She pulled back, and ran an appreciative gaze over the blue eyes, the sharp collarbone, the breasts that still pooled inside the red dress.
"Why don't I run you a bath?" Olivia asked with a smile, pushing the blonde gently off of her hips.
Alex sighed, nodding her head in agreement as she lolled against the couch. "That sounds wonderful," she replied, hoping that her girlfriend would join her.
Olivia ran the other end of the pashmina around the standing lamp at the corner of the couch, tethering the attorney in place before placing a kiss on the pleasurable cleavage that bared itself from the dress. "Touch yourself while I'm gone," she whispered, and let herself catch only a glimpse of Alex's widening eyes as she walked slowly toward the bedroom.
She flipped on the bathroom light, hearing a distinct, light moan from the living room, and flicked on the faucet to the tub, turning it to its hottest temperature, waiting for a moment so as to make sure that it wouldn't be too hot once she'd completed her next scene. She tossed in a few lavender bath salts for good measure, then exited, closing the door tightly behind her so as to let the steam build in the small space. She walked back into the living room, pleased to see that the attorney was following directions, building herself to a slow orgasm by rubbing her fingers in circles over her clit, her teeth gently biting her lower lip. A more severe redness crept into Alex's cheeks as Olivia stood over her, and the detective was pleased to see the familiar flush of desire across her chest, small beads of sweet breaking out on the pale chest. She untied the pashmina from the lamp and tugged it gently, pulling Alex to her feet and soliciting a moan from the attorney as she was forced to pull her hands away from her own center.
Olivia walked Alex just inside the bathroom, closing the door behind them as the water steamed up from the tub, clouding the entire room with a sweltering haze. Olivia unzipped the red dress from the back, and pushed the material from the attorney's shoulders and let it pool at the floor around her ankles, leaving the blonde naked except for the black pashmina, which was still draped possessively around her neck. Olivia reached up and tied the end of the makeshift collar to she shower curtain rod, pecking a soft kiss on the attorney's lips before exiting, closing the door behind her, letting the steam waft around the already overheated body.
Alex sighed as her girlfriend left her alone once again, and she distinctly felt the heat meshing into her pores, mixing with the heat that radiated from her core. She stood quietly, a small sheen of sweat breaking out on her chest as she waited for the detective to return. Several lengthy minutes passed, long enough for small beads of sweat to tickle her back as they dripped down her spine. Alex breathed a sigh of relief as the door opened and Olivia returned, carrying a small bowl, which she sat gingerly in the sink before reaching over and flipping the off the water to the tub. Alex's lips parted at the sight of the ice cubes that lay gently in the bottom of the bowl, her hot body already craving the cold touch.
"Looks like you could use some cooling down," the detective said, running a finger down between Alex's breasts. She plucked an ice cube from the bowl and ran it slowly along Alex's temple, down her neck, and down her arm, the blonde's hot skin melting the cube quickly. She did the same with the other side, but instead of moving the cube down Alex's long arm, circled it slowly around her breast, the coldness biting into the skin. She ran the cube down the taut stomach, letting it sit in her belly button, the cold water dripping down into her center.
The fingers picked up another cube, this time touching it to a neglected nipple, and Alex inhaled sharply at the cold touch, forcing herself to stand still. Olivia's mouth followed, its heat closing over the icy nipple, eliciting a moan from the blonde as Olivia flicked her tongue over the hard bud. She bit down as she released it, running the nearly depleted cube over the other already hardened nipple. Alex felt herself spinning from the disparate sensations, the unrelenting heat of Olivia's mouth against one nipple, the icy touch against the other. She sighed heavily as her girlfriend's mouth descended onto the other frozen bud, the heat weakening her knees.
She saw Olivia's hand snake back toward the bowl, and closed her eyes, preparing for the onslaught of her newly reheated nipple. Instead, she gasped as the cube found its way to her center, rubbing up and down her folds before being inserted quickly inside her wet core. Olivia cupped the blonde's center, keeping the cube in place, enjoying the way it melted onto her hand.
"You're so hot," she said, probing a finger inside the attorney, finding that the cube had all but disappeared. She pulled another from the bowl, and slid it into Alex, once again cupping the wet sex. "How many will it take to cool you down?" she asked innocently, as she slid another cube into the still heated core. Still another one was placed against the attorney's swollen clit, causing Alex to thrust backwards at the icy assault, her knees threatening to give out beneath her. The attorney's voice came out in a ragged plea: "What are you doing to me?"
Olivia let the question linger, sure that they would have to revisit it at some point, when Alex was in a position to form a rational thought. Instead, she asked her own question, whispering into the blonde's neck, "Have we sufficiently cooled you down?" She pushed another finger into Alex's center, wiping it down her legs, trailing the cold juice down the inside of the smooth thigh.
Alex nodded, her lips just trembling, whether from the cold or the pleasure, it was hard to tell. Olivia untied the black material from the curtain rod, and removed it from Alex's neck, letting it flit across the still swollen nipples. She guided Alex gently into the tub, smiling as the blonde sucked in a breath at the pleasurable heat as she lowered herself into the water.
"Come in with me," Alex requested, a slight need in her voice, her lips parted as she stared up at her girlfriend.
Olivia shook her head, giving the beseeching lips a kiss. "This is just for you," she said. "Enjoy." She stepped out of the bathroom, closing the door tightly behind her, sealing in the still rising steam. Alex lay her head back against the edge of the tub, inhaling the soft scent of lavender, cognizant of the need still deep in her belly. She ran her fingers towards her center, rubbing her clit gently, a nagging thought in her mind taking pleasure in the fact that she didn't ask for permission. She rubbed herself harder, towards oblivion, hoping that she could wring herself to pleasure before the detective returned.
Okay, so maybe a two-shot... or three-shot?
Will reward reviews...