This is different, very different, to all the sex we have had since Alex dragged me into that toilet stall nearly thirty hours ago. I know that the first time we made it to bed, and I mean actually in to bed, Alex said she wanted to make love to me, but it was still frantic and heated. This is slow, sensual, and extremely erotic. This is making love. Alex has been trailing her lips over my entire body for the last half hour and I don't think there is a single inch of it that she hasn't paid attention to.
I gasp as she nips at my hip with her teeth, gently running her hot, soft tongue over the area to soothe it. She's working her way lower down my body at what she most likely classes as a leisurely pace, I'm becoming that impatient that I cant help thinking that if she were going any slower she'd be going backwards.
"Alex" I gasp out, "Please". I can feel my arousal running out of me, down between my ass cheeks and pooling on the bed underneath me.
"Patience baby" she whispers, lifting her head from where her lips are making my thighs quiver in anticipation. God this is amazing. As impatient as I am for her to get to where I need her the most, another part of me really doesn't want her to stop. I don't think anyone has ever paid such loving attention to every single part of my body as she is currently doing. As she licks her way up my lower stomach I feel her core brush against my leg and feel her wetness coat me. The realisation that this is turning her on as much as it's turning me on takes my breath away. I want her to come with me, I want her to feel exactly what I'm feeling.
I grasp her upper arms and tug lightly. She resists and inches her way back down towards my dripping core. I tug again, a little more insistent this time.
"Liv please". I can almost see the pleading look on her face, "Please let me". So I do. I'm that willing to give myself over to her that I don't even have any flippant remarks floating around in my usually over active brain.
She lowers her mouth around me and I think I've died and gone to heaven. I feel as well as hear her moan as she tastes how turned on I am as my juices fill her mouth. She laps gently at me, taking in as much as she can get. I feel my eyes roll back in my head as her tongue slides inside me.
"Oh fuck" I groan out, "Baby that feels so good".
Alex hums against me and she begins a slow thrust in and out of me. I can feel myself clamp down around her. I'm determined not to come too quickly, I want this to last, I need the feeling of Alexandra Cabot making love to me to last as long as possible.
Again she reads me like a book and backs off slightly, withdrawing her tongue from me. She trails lazy kisses down the insides of my thighs, her fingers trailing down my stomach, leaving goose bumps in their wake.
Her lips begin their slow ascent back up my body but don't stop at my core like I expect them to, instead continuing up my stomach, across my breast and up my neck until she is looking down at me.
"I love you" she whispers, "So fucking much".
"I love you too" I reply, gently running my fingertips down her face. "I've never felt like this before. To be quite honest it's scaring the crap out of me. " I blurt out in a moment of uncharacteristic display of emotion. I think I may have just succeeded in slightly ruining the mood.
"I won't hurt you" she says, looking deep into my eyes. All I see in hers are love and sincerity, it chokes me up slightly. How the fuck did I get so lucky.
I lean up and kiss her, capturing her lips with mine, tracing my tongue along her bottom one.
"I know" I reply.
She smiles at me before ducking her head and working her lips down my neck, instantly reigniting the passion in me. Ok, so maybe I didn't ruin the mood completely.
I arch my body into her as she works her way down, settling between my legs. I feel a new pulse of wetness flood out of me and she instantly captures it with her tongue, lapping it up with enthusiasm. She moans in pleasure at the same time as I do, bolts of electricity shooting through me as she flicks her tongue over my clit, taking it into her mouth and sucking on it.
I feel my hips take on a life of their own as they thrust up to meet her mouth, my clit straining for contact that she has withdrawn. She thrusts her tongue inside me and I feel myself clench down onto her. At the same time she brings her thumb down to stroke against my clit.
The combined sensations of her tongue sliding in and out of me and her thumb brushing over my sensitive bundle of nerves has my head spinning. She feels so good, she's making me feel so good, pushing me higher and higher.
It doesn't take much longer for her to push me right to the edge. Her tongue is still sliding in and out of me with vigour and I can feel my clit throbbing against her thumb. My fists are tangled in the sheets, desperate for something to hold onto as she moans into me, the vibrations pushing me over the edge as I moan out her name in a long, low growl, my orgasm ripping through me in tidal waves.
As my body cools down and my arched back makes contact with the bed again, she kisses her way back up my body.
"You are amazing" I say as I flip her underneath me and kiss her, hard and deep.
I'm so desperate to make love to her, to make me feel as loved as she just made me feel, to show her exactly how I feel about her.
I continue to kiss her as I stroke my hand down her stomach, feeling her abdominal muscles twitch. She has an amazing stomach, flat and toned, her muscles rippling underneath my touch. Before my hand can get any lower she reaches down and takes hold of my wrist, stopping me. I look at her questioningly.
"Do you trust me?" she asks
"With my life" I reply, without any hesitation.
She grins up at me, a mischievous smile on her face. She wiggles out from underneath me and saunters over to her closet. I watch as her naked form sways across the bedroom and I know she's put that little extra swagger into her step for my benefit.
She rummages around for a couple of seconds and then turns towards me, her smile growing. She's got two silk scarves in her hands and she's prowling towards me like she hasn't eaten for weeks and I'm next on the menu.
She climbs back onto the bed and straddles me, taking my left wrist and tying it to the headboard. She does the same with my right wrist.
"Sit up slightly" she says.
I do as I'm told and pull myself up a bit so that I'm propped up against the pillows. She climbs off me and walks over to the corner of her bedroom, retrieving a wicker chair that is sat against the wall. She brings it to the foot of the bed and sits down facing me.
I raise my eyebrows at her. Call me naive but I have no idea what she's doing. Anyone want to offer me a clue?
She slowly props her left leg up on the bed, her foot resting on the mattress, her entire centre open and on display for me to see. I can see that she's aroused, its glistening on her lips and on the inside of her thighs.
My mouth has gone dry at the sight, Christ she's beautiful, I want to bury my head between those legs and not come up for air for days.
"Do you like what you see Detective?" she asks me, her voice low and dangerous, dripping with a sexy confidence that has my own juices running freely again.
"Oh god yes" I manage to choke out.
She runs a hand down the side of her neck and across a breast, pausing to pinch her nipple, the soft pink nub hardening immediately.
Oh Jesus, I think I'm starting to get a clue as to what she's about to do. Oh holy fuck, please let me be right.
Her hand continues to slide down her body, past her stomach, pausing at the top of her neatly trimmed patch of blonde curls.
My eyes are glued to her hand, willing it to move down just that little bit further.
"Look at me" she commands, her voice throaty. Again, I do as I'm told.
The minute I see her eyes I gasp, they're almost black and the look of unrestrained desire on her face takes my breath away.
"I want you to tell me exactly what you want me to do" she says to me. Oh god!
I take a deep breath. I've never been particularly good at articulating my desires, especially when it comes to sex, and especially not when it comes to the woman of my dreams sat in front of me, completely naked, about to touch herself.
My mind flashes back to the cab. I didn't even see the main event, I only saw her hand moving under her dress, imagining what she was doing, and that was enough to have me on the verge of orgasm. So an opportunity has presented itself to see the real thing, live in technicolour, and she wants me to talk dirty to her first, there's not a chance in hell I'm gonna say no. I dive right in.
"I want to watch you touch yourself. I want to see you slide your hand right the way down your body, your fingers slipping between your soaking wet folds. I want to see you slide two fingers inside yourself, bringing them back out to tease your clit, then pushing them back inside, thrusting in and out until you feel yourself clamp down and come.
"Oh fuck" she groans, her hand sliding through her curls, pushing her outer lips apart and running through her wetness.
I think I'm gonna come. I pull on the restraints trapping my wrists, desperate to touch myself, the pressure between my legs has become instantly unbearable. I cross my legs at the ankle, squeezing my thighs together. The slight friction is enough to satisfy me for at least a couple of seconds.
I watch open mouthed as Alex pushes two fingers inside herself and moans loudly, throwing her head back.
"Fuck" she breathes out.
I'm writhing on the bed as I watch her fuck herself, my hips thrusting wildly, my thighs clenching together, desperately trying to get off. God I need to come.
So does Alex apparently. She's taken her fingers out of herself and is circling her clit, hips moving up to meet her hand. Her moans are increasing in frequency and intensity, her back arching off the chair.
The words are out of my mouth before I even realise I want to say anything, let alone before I realise I've spoken.
"Fuck, Alex, please. I need to see you come."
She looks at me with an expression of pure want on her face as she pushes her fingers back inside herself, thrusting erratically. I can see her thighs start to tremble and I grip the headboard as I watch her fuck herself to orgasm, clenching around her fingers as she comes all over herself, her body shuddering violently, hips thrusting wildly.
I cant even begin to describer how turned on I am, I'm pretty sure I've never been this wet in my entire life.
As Alex's body begins to calm she looks at me through heavy lids. She must recognise something in my face because she immediately moves off the chair and onto the bed. She moves half way up my body, drops herself in between my now open thighs and thrusts two fingers into me roughly, her mouth wrapping around my clit at the same time.
I come almost straight away, intense vibrations rippling their way through my entire body as my orgasm pulls me apart and leaves my soul exposed and bare on Alex's bed.
She crawls up my body and hovers over me, an intense look of insecurity on her face. I reach up and cup the back of her head and bring her down to kiss me.
"Thank you" I manage to breath out.
"What for?" she asks, looking confused.
"For being you, for trusting me, for being so open with me, and for being the best thing that ever happened to me".
Alex's eye's tear up. Oh crap, I've made her cry, way to go ace, very well done.
"God you are wonderful" she says as she leans down to capture my lips in a slow, sweet kiss. Oh ok, good tears then I guess.
"You're not so bad yourself Counsellor" I say, kissing her again.
