So, how long can you watch someone sleep before it becomes a bit creepy?
After what I can only describe as a marathon sex session, culminating in our exploits in the shower, Alex and I both fell asleep again about an hour ago. I woke up about ten minutes ago and have been watching the beautiful blonde attorney ever since.
Let me set the scene for you. She's currently lying on her front, her head turned towards me, both arms stretched up underneath the pillow, the sheet resting comfortably around her waist. She looks nothing short of breathtaking.
I'm currently concentrating on her back. The smooth expanse of creamy skin is stretched out, begging my fingertips to run over it. Who am I to ignore such urges? Alright, so part of it may be an unconscious desire to wake her up, which has worked I might add, a quick glance at her face shows her watching me with an amused expression, those big blue eyes staring sleepily up at me.
"Hey you" she mumbles, moving one hand out from under her pillow to rub her eyes. God she's adorable, and I am so whipped. What? You all knew this already? Yeah well, bite me.
"Hey" I reply. Well fuck me, I spend all night tangled in a naked mass of limbs with this woman and that's all I can think to say, way to go Benson.
"You were watching me" she states simply.
Now, I could try and lie, or smooth talk my way out of this, but we all know that I lose the ability to speak in any form of coherent sentence when I'm with her, so chances are that wouldn't work. Right then, honesty it is.
"I was" I reply, "Because you're beautiful, and amazing, and I still can't quite believe that I'm here with you like this. I keep thinking that I'm going to wake up any second and realise that it was all just a dream and that I'm going to have to go back to lusting after you from afar and having really dirty thoughts about you whilst you're trying to prep me for trial".
Alex snorts with laughter and buries her head in my shoulder.
"I always wondered why you never appeared to be paying any attention, I figured it was because I bored the shit out of you."
I look down at her and can tell by the look on her face that she's teasing me. The sudden realisation smacks me in the face.
"You knew" I say, "You knew the whole time how I felt about you."
"Not the whole time" she replies, burying herself back in my shoulder, her lips trailing lazily over my collarbone.
"When did you realise?" I ask
"A couple of months ago. But it took me a while to convince myself that it wasn't just wishful thinking on my part, that you did actually feel the same as me. Tell me Detective, if I hadn't dragged you into a toilet stall last night, would you have ever made a move on me?"
"Probably not" I laugh "So it's a good thing you got impatient".
She chuckles lightly and lifts her head to kiss me. It's slow and deep and sensual and I could lose myself in it for days. She brushes her tongue over my bottom lip and I moan, pushing my tongue into her mouth. She accepts it hungrily and deepens the kiss. I roll her over onto her back and settle on top of her, my right thigh pushed in between hers gently. If she's anything like me, she's just a little sore from our earlier activities.
It looks like I'm wrong, it would appear she isn't sore at all as she pushes herself down onto my thigh and groans in my ear. I can feel how wet she is, how her juices are coating my thigh as she rocks backwards and forwards onto it, her own thigh pressed up into my core. I quickly forget how tender I am as she continues to thrust against me, my own arousal coating her as I move on top of her.
She's thrusting harder against me and her moans are getting louder. Have I mentioned how completely erotic it is having Alexandra Cabot moaning in ecstasy down your ear?
I start to kiss my way down her body, shifting down the bed, I want to taste her. She, on the other hand, appears to have other ideas. She tangles her hand in the back of my hair and tugs me gently back up, using her other hand to make sure my thigh resumes its earlier position of in between hers.
"Don't move" she gasps out, thrusting onto me, "Please, I'm so close and I want you to come with me, I want to feel you come on top of me."
Fuck that's hot, I could listen to Alex Cabot talk dirty all day.
I continue to move above her, the tightening in my lower stomach a good indicator that I'm as close as she is. She's chanting my name in between biting down on my pulse point and it's driving me crazy. I'm having to physically stop myself from coming because I want to wait for Alex. Luckily she seems to have caught up with me.
"Liv" she gasps out, "Look at me, I want to watch you come."
Oh fuck, I can't help it, I look down into eyes that have turned almost midnight blue with arousal and I'm gone. The waves of orgasm crash through my body, intensified when I feel her own orgasm take hold of her below me. I struggle to keep my eyes open as I watch her come, my own body shuddering out my release on top of her.
Her movements slow underneath me and she begins to relax.
"Christ, you make me come like no one else ever has" she husks out, her voice low and dripping with sex. Her words make me groan and push into her again.
"The feeling is very much mutual Counsellor" I reply, relaxing my body slightly and lying down on the bed next to her. She immediately curls into my side and throws one of her legs over mine.
"Although" I continue, "I am slightly worried that we may die from too much sex".
"Hmm" she says with mock seriousness, "maybe we should stop having it then."
"Well, there's no need to be hasty" I quickly add, "I'm sure if we do it in moderation we'll be ok"
"So, how many times a day should we limit it to then?" she asks, tracing circles on my stomach with a finger. I become momentarily distracted as I remember some of the things those fingers were doing to me last night.
"Well, I think we should be safe with five."
"Yup, five sounds good to me" she says, "Of course that means some of those five times will have to be during the day, meaning that we have to make use of my office, possibly the crib."
I groan as images of fucking her over her desk flood my brain.
"That sounds like a good plan, and on the weekends we will of course have to make use of every room in both of our apartments."
"We could make a start on mine today" Alex whispers, "That's if you haven't already got plans, with it being Christmas day and all."
I know we said Merry Christmas to each other only a few hours ago but it had completely slipped my mind that it was Christmas day. Elliott had invited me to spend the day with him, Kathy and the kids but I'd declined, opting to spend my day in front of old movies with take out.
"My only plans involved various James Stewart movies and Chinese take out" I say, "But I find it hard to believe that you're not doing anything."
"Actually, I'm completely free" she says "My Mother is at my sisters but I made up some excuse about being busy, I couldn't deal with the whole family thing and I saw them at Thanksgiving. So, how about it Detective, feel like spending the day with me?"
I don't think I've ever wanted anything more.
"Hell yeah" I reply, "I'd love to spend the day with you, and the next day, and the day after that, and the day after that."
Alex's hand freezes on my stomach. Shit, I think I've said too much. Well done Benson, ever heard of taking things slowly?
She moves to straddle me.
"I like the sound of that" she says tenderly, leaning down to kiss me. Well thank fuck, for a minute I thought she was gonna freak out on me.
"But" she continues, "If I am to survive the next round of vigorous sex, I really need to eat something".
"Me too" I reply. Thinking about it, I haven't eaten since yesterday lunchtime, well over 24 hours ago.
"You still in the mood for Chinese food?" she asks, trailing lazy kisses down my neck, "Cos I know an amazing little place only a block away. They don't do take out but they do open every day of the year so we will have to get dressed and venture outside, but I think good food and a bottle of wine is worth it."
"That's fine" I manage to choke out, "But you really will have to stop doing that otherwise I'm not gonna want to go anywhere."
She looks down at me, a shit eating grin on her face. I raise my eyebrow questioningly. This playful side of Alexandra Cabot has me completely hooked.
"I love that I have such a profound effect on you" she says
"Heh, cool it hot shot" I say, "If your ego grows any bigger you wont be able to fit through your front door."
She lifts herself off me and grabs my hand, pulling me off the bed. I immediately miss her closeness and scoot up behind her, wrapping my arms around her waist as she looks questioningly at the contents of her wardrobe. She finally settles on a pair of faded hipster jeans and a dark blue v-neck t-shirt and hands them to me.
I retrieve my bra from the floor where it was flung in a fit of passion last night and fasten it, pulling the jeans on without bothering about underwear. The t-shirt fits a little snugly in the breast area but I have a feeling Alex intended it to be that way.
Alex has pulled on a pair of dark blue baggy jeans and a Harvard hoodie. Christ she looks hot when she's casual.
"Ready to go?" she asks.
I smile and take her hand, pulling her out of the bedroom and out of the apartment.
Three hours later I follow Alex as we, somewhat unsteadily, enter through Alex's front door. The alcohol combined with what became outrageous flirting between the two of us during dinner has my hormones going crazy. I'm not entirely sure that more alcohol is a good idea but Alex appears to be wobbling towards the fridge. Alex Cabot is cute as hell when she's tipsy!
I'm shaken from my thoughts by the feel of Alex's breath on my neck.
"What do you want to drink?" she asks seductively. I gulp, my heart rate shoots through the roof and I become soaked in what can only be described as record time.
"Umm" I stammer. There I go with the smooth again, "I'll have whatever you're having". One of Alex's arms snaked around my waist.
"I fully intend on having you" she whispers into my ear. I can't help it; "Oh god" I moan.
Apparently this is all the encouragement Alex needs. Drink forgotten, she spins me around to face her and crashes our mouths together. The kiss is feverish and rough, both of us battling for control. Alex tugs on my bottom lip, begging for entrance with her tongue, and I more than willingly grant it. Have I mentioned yet that the feel of Alex's tongue in my mouth is like nothing I've ever felt before, I don't think I'll ever get over it. The fact that it feels this good in my mouth makes me remember vividly how good it feels in other parts of my body.
I'm vaguely aware of being moved backwards and before I know it my back slams against the wall and one of Alex's hands has pinned both of mine above my head and the other has started undoing the belt on my jeans.
Fuck this is hot, any coherent thoughts I may have had vanish out of my head as I feel Alex undo the last button on my jeans. Alex's mouth has deviated away from mine, oxygen becoming an issue, and is now sucking, quite happily it would appear, on the pulse point at the base of my neck.
I'm so turned on that I'm worried I'm going to embarrass myself and come the minute Alex touches me, which will be any minute now as I feel her hand slip inside my jeans.
Jesus, why can't I last more than a few minutes with this woman, I feel like a man with a premature ejaculation problem.
"Fuck" Alex groans as her fingers slide between my folds, "you're so wet and so fucking sexy and I could come just touching you."
I groan into Alex's ear, my head resting on her shoulder, my hips thrusting to try and meet her teasing fingers. Without warning Alex pushes two fingers inside me and I feel my knees buckle beneath me. Alex moves her hands from pinning my writs to the wall and uses her now free arm to wrap around my waist and hold me up. Her fingers push hard and deep and I feel the familiar tightening in my stomach.
"Fuck, Alex" I moan, "You have to stop." She chuckles and then husks into my ear; "The fact that you're riding my hand with just about as much enthusiasm as I'm fucking you with would indicate that you really don't want me to stop". I have to physically stop myself from coming right here and now at the deep, throaty lust filled voice of the woman currently screwing me stupid.
"No I really don't want you to stop but if you carry on doing that I'm really not gonna last very long" I manage to say between trying to breathe properly.
"Baby" Alex whispers in my ear, "I don't want you to last. This has been building between us for months and its going to take more than one night of amazing sex to calm things down. We can make love later, all I want to do right now is fuck u, feel you cum all over me and then reaffirm my knowledge that you really do taste as good as I've been imagining you do every second since we met."
This is my undoing, I cling to Alex as I feel the waves of orgasm wash over me, the only thing I'm aware of is the woman wrapped around me, holding me upright, her fingers buried deep inside me, drawing out one of the most incredible orgasms I have ever had.
As I feel the final waves leave my body I also feel Alex remove her fingers. I look up into the blue eyes of my new lover and watch as Alex brings her fingers to her mouth. She takes each finger that had been inside me in turn and sucks them clean and then presses the entire length of her body against mine, pushing me harder against the wall, and kisses me, so I can taste myself on her lips.
The kiss turns heated almost instantly and I push Alex off the wall and start to try and guide her in the direction of the bedroom. We make it as far as Alex's dining room table. With Alex leant against the table, I make quick work of removing her shirt, undoing her belt and pushing her jeans and panties down around her ankles. I then swiftly put my arm around the back of Alex's thighs and nudge her up onto the table.
Alex, for her part, seems happy with our location. Her hands quickly go to my hair to try and pull me closer. She slides herself to the edge of the table so that her soaking wet core is rubbing against my stomach. The combination of Alex's juices spreading over my stomach and the guttural moans coming from her are enough to bring me right to the edge again. I step back slightly and looked at Alex, the lust and want in her eyes is intoxicating.
"Tell me what you want" I say, gazing at the half naked form in front of me.
"I want you" Alex says, "I want your fingers inside me and your mouth wrapped around my clit until I don't even know my own name anymore."
"Fuck" I groan. That is just about the sexiest thing I have ever heard in my life.
Without a second thought I push Alex back slightly so that she's leaning on her arms which are stretched out behind her. I start kissing my way down her neck, sucking at the pulse point until I know I have marked her. The noises coming from Alex are making it increasingly hard to concentrate on my task at hand, the throbbing between my own legs becoming almost painful. I am determined, however, to give Alex the most incredible orgasm she has ever experienced.
I kiss my way down passed her pert, lace clad breasts and further down her stomach, slipping two fingers between Alex's dripping folds. Oh yes, this table is going to need disinfecting before anyone eats at it again.
Alex is so incredibly wet, I have never felt anything like it and it is amazing. To know I've done this to the beautiful woman currently stretched out on the table in front of me is almost high inducing.
I continue to pump in and out of Alex as I bring my mouth further down so that my breath plays across her clit. I feel Alex's body twitch and hear her almost desperate plea.
"Liv please, I need you, I need you to stop teasing me and make me come."
Yup, there it is confirmed, I am never ever going to be able to deny Alex anything when she asks in that voice. I curl my fingers up inside Alex until I hit that spot that makes her twitching body start to full on grind up and down on my fingers. At the same time I take Alex's throbbing clit into my mouth and start to suck. It takes all of 5 seconds for her to start convulsing, her muscles clamping down around my fingers and for her to start screaming my name as her body shakes.
Several hours and several more orgasms later, the two of us are lay sweating and spent in Alex's bed, the soft afterglow emanating from us both. Alex is propped on her left arm, her right arm playing with my short hair, I'm on my front next to her, chin resting on my hands.
"Has anyone ever told you that you're stunningly beautiful when you're post orgasmic" I grin. Alex bursts out laughing.
"As much as I hate to say it" she chuckles, "you have some of the best lines ever."
"Why thank u kind lady" I say, bowing my head in mock sincerity, "one aims to please the young, nubile lady one happens to be courting."
"Your English accent really sucks" laughs Alex. Suddenly turning serious, she bows her head and kisses me, a slow, sensual, deep kiss that leaves both of us panting. Alex traces a hand down my naked back and snakes it under the sheet currently residing around my waist.
"I think" she whispers into my ear, sending shivers down my spine, "that it may now be time for the making love part". She places her lips on the back of my neck, working them right the way down my back, gently flipping me over and coming to rest on top of me. I think I could spend forever looking into those blue eyes.
"I think you might be right counsellor" I say, as I lean up to kiss her.