Disclaimers: I do not own. That would be Mr. Wolf.
Ratings: Mature or R Sure, why not. In other words, not for the faint of heart. There are some bad words, some lascivious looks, and the promise that underwear can, may, and will be lost.
Ch 4
Upon entering Alex's Upper West side apartment both women chose to take a second to catch their collective breaths. Not that the sexual tension wasn't palpable, but since they had mostly speed-walked the six blocks down Columbia Ave. to 78th street the need for air trumped their need for one another. Olivia collapsed back onto the closed door and kicked out of the heels she was wearing.
"Christ almighty! How do you wear these things every day?" She hung her jacket on a hook near the door and took a cleansing breath.
Alex smiled as she dropped her bags on the floor and headed for the kitchen. "They do make for nice calves." Olivia smiled in agreement as she made her way into the kitchen. She stopped short of entering and stood by the barstools in front of the counter space. Alex stood with her back to the large preparation island and leaned back against the marble top.
"Water?" She held out the all ready filled glass to Olivia.
Olivia took the offered glass. Their fingers grazed one another on the handoff and both women could feel the temperature pick right back up. Alex just smiled as she turned to get her own glass. Olivia took the break in the moment to turn and walk towards the floor to ceiling windows that made up the right wall. On the occasions she had been to Alex's apartment, she always marveled at the view. The city was lit up as usual and as she looked to the street below, the city was alive with movement.
Alex unabashedly admired the woman at her window. Without shame, Alex let blue eyes slowly take in the sight of Olivia's body in the form-fitting black dress. She especially enjoyed the sight of the detective's bare back as the cut out exposed the dusty pink skin. Olivia just grinned as she felt Alex's eyes on her. She turned to find Alex still intently staring at her.
"I must say, you do have an exceptional view."
"You have no idea." Even if she hadn't winked it was obvious from the husk in her voice that her statement was meant to elicit arousal.
It worked. Olivia felt a blush warm her cheeks and a pleasurable tingle between her thighs. Even barefoot and in a dress, Olivia still had an unmistakable swagger as she made her way across the living room and back into the kitchen. She wasted no words as she pinned Alex to the spot with her eyes only seconds before she used her body. Alex barely had time to set her glass down when she felt the delicious pressure of Olivia's body on hers. The large marble-top preparation island held the women upright as Olivia pressed into Alex. She playfully avoided kissing the woman's near trembling lips and instead lavished her neck with kisses and near-painless nips with her teeth.
Alex attempted to run her fingers through the brunette's hair only to find her arms pushed away and placed onto countertop at her sides. Alex just moaned as Olivia sucked at her collarbone and kissed her way to the hollow in her throat. Alex was suddenly glad that her hands were braced on the countertop since it was now the only reason she was still standing.
With lips still attached to her throat, Olivia pulled the red satin shirt free from Alex's skirt and ran her hands along Alex's side. Alex's shivered in response. Olivia pulled back from Alex's neck and began to unbutton her shirt. It was painfully slow for both of them, but Olivia couldn't help but watch Alex fight against the urge to reach out and pull Olivia to her. Alex could only moan as Olivia pressed her lips softly to the newly exposed flesh. Olivia freed the last button and took a breath to marvel at the sight of the counselor. She ran the tips of fingers up from Alex's belly button to her throat and back.
Alex bit her lip as she watched the detective eye her like she was the first drop of water to a weary desert travel. As fingertips moved to the zipper on the side of her skirt, Alex wondered just how much of this slow torture she could take. Her skirt hit the floor and she let out a small whimper as her restraint was on the very edge of faltering.
"Liv," she nearly panted out. "I don't know how much more of this I can take." Blue eyes met mischievous brown eyes.
Olivia licked her lips and pressed her body to Alex's. They were nose to nose. "I guess I just wanted to enjoy the view for a moment." She smiled devilishly and touched the tip of her tongue to Alex's bottom lip. She felt Alex's knees buckle and she caught her about the waist to keep her steady.
Alex smirked. "Would you like to know what I want?" Olivia could only nod as Alex laced her fingers through her hair and gently tugged. "I want your lips on me—" She paused as Olivia's nostrils flared, "and your fingers inside me." Olivia leaned forward to comply only to be stopped by a sharp tug of her hair. "And lose the dress." Alex curled her lips into a smile.
Olivia closed the miniscule space between them as she roughly claimed Alex's lips. She pressed her body forward until Alex had no choice but to stand on her toes and allow herself to be pushed back onto the countertop. Olivia reluctantly pulled away from the kiss so she could pull her dress up over her head. Her underwear hit the floor almost as soon as the dress and she quickly reclaimed Alex's lips. Both women relished the contact of flesh on flesh as their hands roamed wildly over soft skin that they had both only dreamed about for the past two years. Alex's bra quickly joined the pile on the floor and she let go of a guttural moan as she felt her nipple being caught between Olivia's teeth. Alex began to buck her hips against Olivia's taut stomach and this time it was Olivia's knees that nearly gave out.
Deciding that neither of them was going to able to hold out too much longer, Olivia kissed her way down Alex's soft belly and gripped the thin straps of her underwear and eased them d
own a pair of strong thighs and muscled calves. The smell of Alex's arousal filled her nostrils and Olivia's eyes darkened with need. Olivia quickly draped Alex's left leg over her shoulder, causing the blonde to arch up, as she pulled the object of need to her waiting mouth. Alex cried out at the feel of Olivia's tongue inside her. Olivia's mouth and tongue were near indescribable to the polished and normally well-prepared lawyer. However, no amount of law reviews or court time had prepared her for the sight and feel of Olivia's head between her thighs. She was searching for words but the only thing she could muster were sounds she didn't know she could make. Finally, as Olivia came up for air she met her eyes and desperately tried to communicate what her lips would not.
Olivia gently guided Alex's hips back down as she kissed her way up the counselor's lightly perspiring body. Alex clutched at Olivia's neck and pulled her to her for a sweet and salty kiss. Olivia positioned two fingers and plunged into Alex. Olivia felt herself about to fall over the edge of some orgasmic precipice as she realized she was enveloped in nearly every way possible by the woman beneath her. Alex's arms surrounded her and her long legs kept her in place as she moved against Alex's strong thigh. She thrust in and of Alex until she felt her hips leave the countertop once more.
Alex felt the building orgasm rip through her and every muscle in her body tensed. As her body began to quake she buried her head in Olivia's neck and bit down as her body was racked with pleasurable aftershocks. Olivia stilled her fingers inside of the woman as her own release stopped all coherent thought. They lay together – still – for a long moment; neither woman in a hurry to move. It was Olivia who lifted her head first as she met Alex's heavy-lidded eyes. Reverently, she softly kissed moist pink lips. Olivia gently eased her fingers from Alex's still throbbing core and both women felt their mutual arousal renew. Olivia dipped her head and captured Alex's lips in a fiery kiss that left them both gasping for air.
Olivia leaned down once more only to be stopped by Alex's fingers on her lips. "I admit that I don't use the kitchen as much as I should and while this is certainly a better use than me burning water, can I make a suggestion?"
Olivia chuckled. "That's pretty impressive Alex," she teased. She stood up straight and pulled the svelte blonde with her.
Alex smirked. "Oh, that's real cute." She made a show of looking the well-toned detective over. "You think that's impressive, huh?" She grabbed Olivia by the back of the neck and pulled her in for a possessive kiss that promised what Olivia knew to be true even without words: it was going to be a long night. She watched dazed, as Alex turned and sauntered out of the kitchen and around the corner to the bedroom. Olivia blinked twice, licked her lips, and smiled. It was going to be a long night indeed.
--The End--