A/N: Thank you to everyone who has read and provided feedback via reviews, favorites, follows, etc! I appreciate every single one!

Just to clarify a few things, this story takes place sometime during season three when Andy knew how he felt about Sharon and what he wanted with her while Sharon probably knew what she felt for him, but wasn't ready to admit it to herself yet let alone act on it. Basically, this little "friends with benefits" thing is a compromise of all the complicated things they're feeling. Also, I probably should say that this story is AU because (obviously) this isn't how they got together, but also because it's not how they would have wanted to end up together either. The story is just a exploration of the "what if", if that makes sense. I hope this clarifies some things. If not, feel free to let me know. Either way, I welcome your feedback.

I do not own Major Crimes or any of the fabulous characters. That honor belongs to James Duff and co.

Chapter Three

Close to a month went by before Sharon and Andy had a chance to reconnect, and the rising sexual tension between them as a result was so thick Andy swore he could see it hanging in the air. He was having a hard time concentrating on his paperwork. Every time she walked through the room, he got a whiff of her perfume and his body instantly reacted. Whenever he glanced in her office and saw her sitting at her desk, he pictured her sitting naked and exposed on her bed. He was consumed with desire for her. He wasn't sure how he was having such a hard time missing something he had gone so long without.

Once the latest case was wrapped up, they unanimously decided to meet up at his place. This time, there was no pretense of dinner or coffee. They both knew what they wanted, and they intended to get it. That's why when Sharon knocked on his door, Andy flung it open and pulled her inside. She pushed him against the opposite wall and began devouring his lips.

"Too long," she breathed in between heated kisses and wandering hands. And he couldn't agree more. It had definitely been too long. He pushed her suit jacket off her shoulders and heard the soft thump when it hit his floor in a heap. He then moved to her shirt and began greedily unbuttoning it. Meanwhile, her hands went straight to his crotch, palming him through his pants. He ground his hips into her hand, making sure she could feel how badly he wanted her. Once he removed her shirt, she began unbuttoning and unzipping his pants before reaching her hand inside and caressing his throbbing length. He moaned in appreciation and she began pushing him down his hallway, shedding clothes as they went.

Once they were in his room, he lightly pushed her naked body onto his bed. He stood over her, admiring her soft curves.

"There's something I've wanted to do since I saw you like this last time," he rasped before leaning over and recapturing her lips. After enjoying a heated kiss, he began burning a wet path down her neck, across her chest, and over to her breasts. He spent a few minutes flicking his tongue over each nipple before sucking them into his mouth and scrapping his teeth over them. She moaned his name and grasped his silver strands. It only served to refocus his attention towards his original destination.

He kissed down her stomach and ghosted his fingers over her most sensitive area. She spread her legs even further and arched her back slightly to let him know she wanted this as much as he did. He moved his mouth to her toned thighs, and began licking and kissing them, but never going near where she needed him. Her frustrated moans and gasps had him deciding to give in to both of their desires. He could see her arousal, and it was a powerful aphrodisiac. He had been wanting to taste her since their last encounter, so he flattened his tongue and slowly licked the length of her heated center. She let out a long moan and angled her body closer to his mouth.

He didn't waste any time expertly licking, sucking, and pleasuring her with his mouth. His tongue flicked along her folds in a tantalizing dance that had Sharon feeling dizzy with desire. He knew she was close, and as much as he wanted to keep enjoying her taste and pleasure, he decided it was time to give her what she really wanted. He trailed his tongue slowly up along her folds until he reached her clit. He flattened his tongue and applied the perfect amount of pressure in a circular motion. Her hands flew into his hair and tugged his face closer. Her moans of sheer pleasure filled the room. Then he sucked the sensitive nub into his mouth and the sensation had her arching up and crying out her release. He continued to gently pleasure her while she came down from her high.

He kissed his way back up her body until she put her hands on his cheeks and pulled him into a passionate kiss, her tongue exploring his mouth hungrily.

"That was..." She said when they pulled apart, still a bit breathless. He kissed her again as he slowly entered her. He started a languid pace of long strokes in and out before Sharon wrapped her legs around him, encouraging him to go faster. After a few minutes of gradually less coordinated, faster strokes, they were both panting and moaning. A small shockwave traveled through Sharon as she experienced her second, albeit less intense, release of the night. Andy could feel her walls tighten around him and it was enough to bring his own release, spilling inside of her as he groaned in blissful pleasure. He rolled off of her and she whimpered as he slipped out.

They laid there next to each other breathless for a few silent minutes. When Andy had caught his breath, he turned to look at her. She was beautiful. Her chest heaving, body glistening with sweat, and lips still parted. This woman was a drug he could easily see himself becoming addicted to.

"We should never go that long again," he said, breaking the silence.

"No, definitely not," she agreed. "Although, that was absolutely amazing," she added with a smile. He returned it.

"Yeah, but we can be amazing more frequently," he teased. She leaned over and captured his lips in a sweet, lingering kiss before getting out of bed. The gesture confused him, but he decided not to say anything about it. Instead, he watched as she pulled her underwear on and then her bra.

"I've got to get home. Rusty will be expecting dinner, and I should shower before he gets there" she stated kindly. He nodded. Once she was completely dressed, she walked back over to the bed and leaned over and kissed him once again. And once again, Andy was confused by her sweet display of affection. "I'll see you tomorrow," she said with a smile. He watched her leave and was instantly filled with a sense of loss. He decided to file it away for the time being. After all, they had just enjoyed a round of mind blowing sex, and she left on a happy note. Their friendship was still fully intact and their sex life on fire. What was there to be down about? And yet, the nagging emptiness and sadness just wouldn't go away.

TBC