She arches an eyebrow at me.
"Plans? And what sort of plans would those be Detective?" she whispers seductively as she moves on top of me.
"Umm" I stammer out. Wow, and I've been doing so well with the coherent sentences as well, even managing to be vaguely charming.
She's kissing her way down my neck and as much as I'd love to let this continue, I really do have serious plans for her. Wow, that's caught your interest hasn't it.
I curl my arm round her waist and flip her underneath me. Cradling the back of her head in my left hand I pull it backwards, exposing the long column of her neck. She hisses as I bite down on her pulse point.
"Fuck, Olivia" she whimpers, as I continue kissing my way down her chest, down the smooth valley between her breasts and down her stomach. As much as I want to mark her, as much as I want to make sure that everyone knows she's mine, I'll de damned if I can bring myself to leave a mark on that perfect skin!
As I reach the neatly trimmed patch of hair between her legs I inhale deeply. Fuck me she smells good. That quick taste I got of her in the precinct bathroom after I licked my fingers clean, and yes I know damn well you all remember it as well as I do, is nothing compared to having my head buried between her legs.
I want to savour the moment but Alex has other ideas.
"Liv please" she moans, grabbing the back of my head and trying to push me closer to her, "I need you, I need to feel your mouth on me".
Oh fuck me blind, Alex Cabot begging me to wrap my mouth around her most intimate parts? Now that is something I know I will never ever get tired of. In fact, I don't think there's anything about Alexandra Cabot that I could ever get tired of.
And it would, of course, be rude to deny her of something she wants so badly, so without further ado I run my tongue right the way from her dripping wet opening, up to the protruding bundle of nerves that I can feel throbbing.
I think I've died and gone to heaven. Licking Alex Cabot off my fingers was incredible, licking Alex Cabot is so much better than that. I waste no time in sliding my tongue up the length of her again, eliciting a moan.
"God Liv please" she breathes out, "I can't take you teasing me, please make me come".
I'm torn, really torn. I have my head buried between Alex Cabot's legs, what possible dilemma could I have, I hear you ask?
Well, on the one hand, as you've probably noticed by now, I'm desperate to please her. I'm so fucking eager to please this blonde haired goddess that I honestly can't think of anything that I wouldn't do for her. Yeah, I know, kinda pathetic, but would you be any different, honestly?
On the other hand, I have my needs to consider. So, do I fulfil her wish and make her come quickly, or do I fulfil my wish and draw it out, spend as long as I want down here, teasing her, torturing her, bringing her to the point of orgasm and then backing her off, over and over again, for my own pleasure and the gratification that I get out of having my head between Alex's legs?
"Liv, I'm not gonna last. Do you know how many times I've imagined this, how many times I've touched myself, made myself come thinking about your tongue inside me, thinking about coming in your mouth?"
Holy Mother of all that is sacred, all it'd take is the slight breeze from the open window to change direction and I think I'd come.
Fuck this, I need more access, and I need to feel her come in my mouth. I stop what I'm doing and crawl quickly back up her body.
"Liv?" she questions, looking so adorably confused.
"Sit on my face". As god is my witness, I swear that was meant to come out slightly more subtle than that.
"Fuck me" she hisses out, "Turn over".
Well hell, if that's her reaction I might need to be a little less subtle all the time.
I do as she asks and turn over onto my back. She wastes no time is moving up my body until her legs are positioned on either side of my head. I see her grip the headboard as she lowers herself down onto me.
God she feels incredible. I can feel her wet, throbbing core pressed into my face and shift slightly so that my mouth is positioned directly over her. Without warning I push my tongue into her. From this angle my tongue is so deep inside of her that I swear I can feel her tonsils.
She grinds down onto me as I start to thrust into her, I can feel her arousal running into my mouth, my nose and down my chin and fuck its sexy.
From my position I can see everything. She's sat astride me, grinding her crotch into my face, back slightly arched out, hand gripping the headboard, head tilted back and with a look of what can only be described as pure ecstasy on her face.
I shift uncomfortably underneath her, I'm so turned on and desperate for contact but the four horsemen of the apocalypse couldn't persuade me to stop what I'm doing right now.
I grip her hips as she starts grinding down harder onto me. She really wasn't joking when she said she wasn't going to last very long. Her moans are getting louder and more guttural and the jerk of her hips is becoming more frantic and erratic.
I think this has just become my new favourite position ever. The feel of her thrusting up and down on my face, my tongue sliding in and out of her, her juices running down my chin, has got me so close to orgasm that I'm seeing stars.
"Fuck, Liv, I'm gonna come, I'm gonna come so hard."
I feel my body jerk at her words and she obviously feels it to as she reaches her free hand around her back and lands it on my clit in one easy movement. I can feel her thighs start to shake and she's moaning my name almost constantly. It takes her no more than two strokes over my clit before my body goes rigid and I'm coming. She follows seconds behind me and I feel her entire body shudder above me and taste her as she comes hard in my mouth.
I can feel her breathing heavily on top of me as her body slumps forward, leaning on the headboard. I continue to sweep my tongue over her, lapping up every little bit of her juices. She's still twitching and emitting soft moans and believe me, I'm more than happy to sit here for as long as it takes her to recover.
Which, unfortunately, isn't that much longer as she soon starts to shift her weight. She gently moves her legs from around my head and stretches her body back down the bed, curling into my side at the same time. It occurs to me how she fits me perfectly, in every way.
"I've never done that before" she whispers, so quietly I almost don't hear her. I turn my head and look down, her blue eyes piercingly clear as she tries to read what I'm thinking. She continues before I can say anything.
"Its something I've never felt comfortable enough to do with anyone else, its kind of exposing". She flashes me a nervous smile and I grin down at her. Ok, sink or swim here Liv, she's just seriously opened herself up to you, do not fuck it up with some halfwit remark.
"Well, Counsellor, I'm glad you feel comfortable enough to do it with me, because dear god that was amazing". She chuckles slightly and I shift so that she's still curled in my arms but I'm slightly above her, looking into her eyes.
"Seriously" I say, "I want you to be comfortable with me, I want us to be able to share everything, I want you to be able to tell me what you want, what you need, what your deepest fantasies are, I want to satisfy and fulfil you completely".
Hold on, will everyone please stop what they are doing for two minutes and mark this momentous occasion. I think its safe to say that I just said the right thing, for once! Yay for me.
"You're pretty remarkable, you know that Detective?".
"You're not so bad yourself Counsellor" I reply, leaning down and capturing her lips in a deep kiss.
"So tell me" she says as I break it, "In the spirit of being able to be open and honest with each other, how do you feel about strap-ons"?