Alex lets his fingers slide and tangle themselves in her blonde curls. The gesture causes Norma to lose balance, supporting herself on his upper body; asking for his absolute strength.

The sensation is too real and strong that she can't help the exasperated moan that escapes her throat. Her eyes softly close. She sounds needy but she doesn't care. A single touch has weakened her knees, she can only imagine what else he'll do to her once she's totally and completely at his feet.

His hot breath is burning her with mere and pure anticipation. Their lips are almost touching; their noses centimeters apart. Their ragged breathing exciting them both to no avail.

They keep looking at each other as if it's the first time. Exploring their features surely and precisely. As if there wasn't anyone more perfect in the outside world.

Norma continues to run her fingers through his hair, impatient and ready for him to make a move. They keep stealing glances like nervous teenagers, but neither of them dare to say or do anything.

His hand slides down her jaw, caressing her skin ever so lightly. She closes her eyes again, but not before giving his hair a light tug.

She's silently urging him on. He can feel her body in near flames under his fingertips. There wasn't anything more provocative than this. Both of them daring each other, waiting for the other to take what's theirs. Their breaths linger, their mouths desperate for contact.

Her eyes devour him in a new and particular way. He detects pure lust in them; those blue eyes giving him everything but holding back at the same time. She gets much closer, her lips barely touching his, when her hand gives his thick hair another tug.

This is it.

Alex glides his hands down her body, grabbing vigorously her creamy thighs. He hoists her up in his arms in a swift motion, like it's nothing. Her legs wrap quickly around him, her hands resting passively on either side of his face. Alex looks up, finding those lustful eyes again.

Norma grants him with a wicked smile, one that makes him shiver in all the right places. She bites her lower lip when he pushes her up again to fix her posture, all while not daring to break eye contact.

It's been years since the last time they were intimate, and seeing her tease him this way is creating a beast within him he did not know existed. He squeezes her thighs in an attempt to control himself which causes Norma to giggle coquettishly as she aims for his mouth.

But she doesn't kiss him, she bites his lower lip in return, still smiling like a misbehaved teenager.

"Baby..." Alex groans and sees the moment she gives up, letting go of his lip and leaning her forehead against his. She can't help it. Something inside her is twisting and burning up and she has to let it out one way or another.

Alex cranes his head and successfully connects their lips. It feels like a nuclear bomb exploded inside his chest the moment their lips met again. As if he hadn't just kissed her at the hospital. It feels different. More intimate. And, of course it was.

Norma's moan fills his ears most delightfully; a sound he's missed more than anything. Every time his tongue brushes hers, she squirms in his arms. Their kiss is turning into something more serious, dangerous. Norma's taken control and he feels like his head is about to explode.

She wraps her arms around his shoulders, kissing him as if they were to die tonight. As if tomorrow doesn't exist nor that they want to think it does. Their ragged breathing consuming them both. Neither of them knew how much they needed this, how much their bodies yearned each other.

They pull apart to gain the little bit of air that's left around them. They feel hot. Desperate. Norma doesn't think that she can stop kissing him now. His lips are like a forgotten addiction and she just had a taste of what she's been missing on.

His hands continue to squeeze delicately her sweet flesh. Her hands roam to the back of his head, letting her fingers dance freely in his dark forest of hair. Their foreheads touch again, her eyes closed in concentration.

Alex reaches for her mouth again, not giving her a chance to recuperate. He feels her smile as he continues to kiss her the only and perfect way he knows how.

With Norma still and always secured in his arms, he starts to walk towards the nearest wall. She does not open her eyes nor hesitates that he might drop her. Norma continues to kiss him, savoring all of him as he stands in front of it and leans her against it for a bit, adjusting her posture once more.

Expertly and without preamble, he uses her weight to keep her from falling and to keep her steady as he lets his mouth run down her jawline to her collarbone. He nips and licks the flesh there, giving her glowing skin opened mouth kisses, causing Norma to drop her head back against the wall in authentic pleasure.

Since he's got her captive in that stance, she uses her legs to keep her position while he explores her body. His hands come from under her skirt and fly immediately to her collar. Her fingers remain hidden in his hair for a second more before she drops her hands to her sides.

Their heated bodies are running out of bliss, and they're screaming for an escape expeditiously. Alex continues to kiss her blazing skin as his devilish hands rip open her blouse. The tiny commotion of the buttons hitting the floor do not concern Norma.

She continues to contemplate Alex's vicious ways, grinning as she witnesses how he doesn't look a single bit ashamed about the garment of clothing he just ripped. Norma bites her lower lip and holds him by his shoulders as he makes a path with his tongue down the center of the valley between her breasts.

Her head hits the wall again, and she grabs ahold of his head, guiding him in the process. Alex snakes his hands along her skin and the fabric of her opened shirt, holding and pulling her to him. He peels her off the wall and Norma knows that it's up to her now to keep her inclination and posture.

Her legs around him stiffen as he walks them to the couch. His mouth still pressed against her skin, kissing and nibbling the sides of her breasts.

She buries her hands in his hair again and grants herself the luxury of being able to moan freely with no remorse. They're alone in this gigantic, lonesome house and they can be as loud as they want.

Although she'd he lying if she says she hasn't missed being intimate with him, let alone, doing it outside what once was their bedroom. She often found herself thinking about those wild nights with him.

But nothing compares to the way she felt every time she would think about their first time, that time he made love to her first thing in the morning and when they did it one night on the kitchen counter and ended up covered in nothing but sweat and whipped cream.

Alex places one arm around her waist and holds her tightly to him by her back. He sits down on the couch, careful not to let her fall. Her knees come in contact with the cushions the moment he settles back, looking precisely for her eyes.

Norma looks down at him, finding that known sparkle in his eyes. Something that she's missed more than anything else. The peculiar way he looks at her. As if she's the most precious thing in the entire world.

She cups his face and smiles the second he pulls her to him. He's looking up at her like the goddess that she is. The goddess that he's missed more than he cares to admit. He rakes his fingernails up and down her torso, making her shiver. His fingers making lazy patterns on her back, surely teasing the clasp of her modern bra.

Norma lets out a giggle the moment she notices what his intentions are. She connects their lips and gives his hair a gently tug, silently imploring him to do just that.

He kisses her back with the same vigor, his hard breaths scorching her soul most exquisitely. She starts grinding on him, not neglecting the hard bulge right underneath her. He groans the moment he feels her moving deliciously on top of him, and he can't help but to squeeze her hips and bite her lower lip at the same time.

Norma grins maliciously through the kiss, continuing her torturous and delirious pace. Alex breaks the kiss and looks at her through heavy lids, melting the blouse off her shoulders in a swift motion. Norma complies and lets him remove it at his own measure.

He cranes his head, searching for her lips again. Norma kisses him gently this time, wanting to taste him and not rush anything at all. He follows her, softly relishing her lips. His hands fly back to unclasp her bra, doing so while still kissing her.

Norma assists him in the process, letting him take the lead, but never breaking the kiss. Her arms wrap around his neck as she deepens the kiss. He clutches her hips and she allows him to guide her, to keep that lovely rhythm as she continues to grind on him.

Alex moves his hands up her torso, capturing her breasts in his hands. Norma moans softly and low the moment she feels his rough fingers caressing and pinching her erected nipples.

He bites her again, capturing her lip with his teeth. They're driving each other insane. It feels delicious to be doing this right now. It feels perfect. All delusion, anguish and tears are consumed. This is what they want. They're finally free.

Norma stops grinding on him and breaks the kiss. Out of breath, she starts unbuttoning his uniform shirt. She looks precisely at him as she unfastens them one by one. Her chest rising and falling with intensity.

His hands roam up her skirt again, feeling his chest tightening as well. This is too much. He's dreamed about having her this way countless of nights. When he couldn't sleep. When he couldn't stop thinking about her. When the need to feel her at night became unbearable. He simply needed her. He still desired his wife after all this time.

Touching the elastic band of her underwear, he submerges his pointer finger under it and grabs ahold of them, starting to tug them down, but only pretending to, not doing so completely. Norma chuckles in the process.

"Easy, Sheriff," she adverts, raising her eyebrows at him. It's the first time she's spoken since he dared to kiss her. Her voice sounds innocent and pure, which got him even more excited.

Without thinking, he pouts at her. She smiles and leans in for a quick kiss. He's left wanting more when Norma leans back all of a sudden and he remembers that she is still trying to get him out of his clothes. His uniform flies open, revealing the black t-shirt beneath.

Alex takes care of the uniform shirt himself and before he had a chance to toss it to the floor, Norma's hands are all over him, tugging on the t-shirt, ripping it off his skin. She was dying for skin-on-skin contact, and he could not blame her. He raises his hands in the process, assisting her quickly and discarding the last of his shirt.

The moment she spots his brawny and always solid chest, she stops to appreciate what she's missed all these past years. He looks as strong as ever, not a single ounce of fat in his abdomen and his biceps are still as toned as she remembers. Alex leans back a bit as her eyes rake hungrily around his chest. His eyes remain on her as she studies him precisely.

As if scared to touch him, she slowly reaches up to touch his hard chest with both hands. Alex holds his breath as her hands glide up his upper body, her fingertips burning him only discretely.

She bites her lip and Alex smiles lightly, raising his right arm and wrapping it around her torso, pulling her to him, closing the slight gap between them.

"Come here," he whispers hotly, his voice barely audible. He leans deeper into the couch, letting her adjust posture, her breasts pressing lightly against his chest.

Norma darts down to connect their lips, her hair falling and caressing lazily his face. He starts kissing her but relocates his hands to push her hair back a bit. She rests both hands at either side of his neck as he manages to collect her few but longer locks in one fist, tilting her head sideways for a moment as he keeps her hair bundled in his fist.

His free hand roams down her back, causing goosebumps to spring free along her feathery skin. He stops the second he finds the waistband of her skirt, burying his hand inside of it, grasping harshly at her flesh.

Norma begins to grind on him again, keeping her steady pace, feeling the hardness between her legs. Her little moans fill the room, accompanied by his usual grunts every now and then, mostly when Norma would grind repeatedly on his groin without stopping her torturous game.

Removing her lips from his own, she drifts her mouth to his jaw. Kissing his neck, collar bone, any surface of his body that she could reach. While doing so, her hands work to undo his pants. Alex rests his head back and allows her to gain control once more. He's surrender to her at this point. She could do with him as she pleases.

Being that she's on top of him, she slides back on his knees a bit, making room for her hands to finish their ordeal. She makes eye contact the second she unzips him, presenting him with that devilish smile of hers. He grins back at her, placing his hand on the back of her neck and pulling her down to him, kissing her deliberately.

While he kisses her, she takes the liberty to pull down his waistband, signaling him to take them off. He smiles through the kiss and she does, too. With their foreheads pressed together, he maneuvers to lift her up enough to slide his pants down to his knees.

Without preamble, he hugs her, capturing her in, searching for her own zipper towards the back of the skirt. He looks deeply at her as he pulls it down in moderation, eating her up with his eyes. Norma returns the same endurance and faintly kisses his forehead, caressing his cheeks with abundant love.

Alex swiftly disposes of her skirt and Norma sits back down on his thighs. She looks down where she's still wearing her underwear and he is wearing his. Alex follows her eyes and chuckles at the mere thought of them being this defenseless in front of each other after so long.

Straightaway, Norma feels nervous and shy. She could feel her cheeks turning red and she couldn't help the smile betraying her. She giggles and hides her face with her hands. Alex finds her completely adorable and can't help but smirk at her innocently.

"What?" he whispers as he grabs her wrist lightly, trying to expose her face. He could tell that she was blushing.

She looks at him from behind her fingers, finally giving up and letting them rest on her thighs. She takes a deep breath and sees the captivating way he's looking at her and she starts to feel a bit ashamed of herself for even feeling this way.

"I just..." her voice soft and supple. Although is dark despite the dim light coming from the stairs, she doesn't have trouble finding his eyes. "I'm kind of nervous."

She was afraid that he'd laugh at her, tell her that she was being absurd. But her heart melts the second she sees the way his adorable eyes stared back at her and his innocent smile. She should have known better. Alex wasn't that type of man.

His hands cup lightly her face and he straightens his back, sitting up, getting to her level.

"You're nervous?" he asks with a smile on his face, one that makes her shudder in simple euphoria.

"A little bit," Norma says lowly and looks down in embarrassment. She's clearly making a fool of herself. "It kind of feels..."

"Like it's our first time?" he whispers beautifully as his thumbs caress faintly her cheeks. The air was knocked out of her the instant she recognized his sweet tone and that he was sharing her thoughts.

Her eyes water at the simple thought of him still being impeccable and so damn perfect. She clutches his forearms tightly and squeezes him mildly.

"Yes," she lets out a short and breathy laugh. "Although it may seem stupid but..."

"It's not stupid," he tells her in a low and promising voice. "Do you still want to?"

Norma is quick to respond. "Yeah! Yes, I still want to," she looks back at him with hopeful eyes. "Do you?"

"Of course I do," he murmurs immediately. "I want you more than anything."

She rests her forehead against his and lets out a short breath. They were back. The butterflies. Everything she used to feel when they first got married; everything was back.

"I'm sorry," she utters lightly, pulling back a bit to look at him. "I didn't want to ruin the mood."

"You didn't ruin anything," he tells her with a big, smug grin. He takes her hand and sandwiches it between their bodies, letting her feel his hard length through his briefs. "I can promise you that much."

Norma starts giggling like a high school kid, covering her face with her free hand. Her face quickly changes shades, leaving her looking as flushed as ever.

"I'm glad," she manages to blur out between chuckles. Her hand squeezing him lightly, making him wrap his arms around her, pressing his face to her chest.

He plants a kiss there before turning back to look at her. He has nothing but devotion reflected on his eyes. An admiration that was for her and her only.

"Are you sure you want to?" he whispers kindly, reminding her of their first night together. How adamant he was about it all, going against his needs because he had to make sure that it's what she wanted.

They are so close. Her body pressed against his chest. His robust arms around her, keeping her captive in his arms. Their mouths only inches apart. Neither of them knew that it could feel this impeccable again. Being together. Although it was never a question that it's what they've both been wanting all along.

Norma drapes one arm over his shoulder, cupping his cheek with her warm and fragile but steady hand. She looks him straight in the eyes before speaking. "I've never been more sure of anything in my entire life. I want this... I want a new life with you and I'm sure it's what I've always wanted. I've made the mistake of letting you go... but... not again."

"No," he declares. "No more walking out... no more mistakes. No more guilt, okay? The past is the past and I want us to move on from it."

"But there's so much we have to talk about... so much that―"

"I know," he places a strand of hair back to its place. His other arm still wrapped around her. "But I don't want to think about that right now. Not right this second."

Norma smiles gratefully at him. "You're right."

Alex pulls them back against the cushions and decorative pillows. Norma's still in his arms, smiling broadly at him. "I want to enjoy this moment. I want us to forget about the rest of the world. Do you think we can do that?"

"I think we can," she whispers close to his mouth, giving delicate kisses to his stubble cheek.

He buries his hand inside her hair, extending his neck the moment he feels her warm and wet lips leaving a trail of kisses down the side of his cheek towards his neck.

He takes a deep breath as he tries to control himself. She nips at his flesh there and Alex groans in pleasure under his breath, sure that she'll leave a mark. Alex feels her smirk upon his skin, and she is quick to run her tongue in a delicious but torturous pace up to his earlobe, biting softly the skin there.

Alex keeps his eyes closed but his breathing picks up a bit. He doesn't remember gripping her hip until he lets go of it. They come face to face again, her eyes dark and fuller than he's ever seen.

Since she's looking down at him, her hair gets in the way again. Alex places a majority of it to the side and behind her ear. Norma is still devouring him with her eyes, as if indeed it was the first time they're about to make love.

His hand roams from her neck to her cheek, slowly touching and remembering how perfect and soft her skin is. His thumb comes in contact with her lower lip, and Norma parts them lightly, maintaining eye contact as she welcomes his thumb to her mouth, biting it tenderly.

The act drives him crazy. He pushes himself up, capturing her lips as his finger was still captive with her teeth. She releases him and starts kissing him back hungrily, as if his lips were a source of survival and she was slowly dying without their nutrients.

Norma positions her hands on either side of his neck, kissing her husband vigorously but with care at the same time. His hands work on discarding her underwear, their lips never parting as he raises her up just a tad, sliding the underwear down one leg and out the other.

She kneels as he discards his own piece of clothing, all while still connected to her, her lips attacking him with no compassion.

His hands grab her thin waist, an invitation for her to sit back down on his lap. They stop kissing for a moment to catch some air, both of them breathing hard at the sheer anticipation of being intimate again.

If she only knew how beautiful she looks right now, Alex thinks. He stops, just to commemorate every detail on her face. He found home in her eyes, the shape of her lips reminded him of true happiness. Everything feels new, yet it's incredibly easy to fear that it won't last.

She doesn't hurry him nor questions his actions. She simply waits. Thrilled to see any new forsaken feeling being transmitted through his burning glare. She wishes she could stop time. That she could stay in this precise moment for an eternity. No feeling could ever compare to what she's feeling right now.

"I love you," Norma says in the smallest of voices. "I love you more than I did before. And-and I thought that loving you more would be impossible."

Alex's eyes roam around her face as he takes a second to catch his breath. His heart has skipped a beat. He couldn't believe what he just heard. Those three words he was sure he'd never hear again.

He continues to stare at her, his eyes watering against his will. Norma perceives his reaction and her heart breaks for him. She knows that he had lost all hope. She knows because she used to feel that way, too. Until tonight.

Norma cups his face gently, as if holding a crystal vase. "I love you, Alexander Romero. I always have and I always will."

Alex doesn't utter a word but pulls her to him, grasping slowly her jaw. He kisses her lips once, a simple and innocent kiss. Pulling back to look at her, he clears his throat before speaking.

"Say that again," he murmurs and Norma can't help but to smile, allowing herself to giggle.

Her arms enlace rapidly around his neck and there's a hint of a smile upon her face. "I love you. I love you. I love you."

Alex grins happily, caressing her back with delicacy. He makes sure his eyes were on her own before speaking.

"I love you, Norma Bates," he tells her with ultimate honesty. His eyes shining with their own particular sparkle. A shine that got through her without needs of words. But she's also dying to hear it. To hear him tell her that he loves her just as much. "The only good thing I've ever accomplished in life is loving you with my entire being. And becoming a father, but that's a different type of love."

Norma giggles quietly, her arms still wrapped around him but her eyes piercing his skull.

"I thought I would never hear those words again," Norma whispers. Her nose rubbing against his, her hot breath filling him entirely. The way she says it makes him aware that they were sharing the same sentiment. The sorrow in that statement made him believe that. She was just as scared as him.

Her glare lowers a little, disappointed with herself for getting them in this situation in the first place. His finger caresses her chin, forcing her to meet his ardent eyes.

"I love you," he mutters in a very tender tone. "I've never stopped. And I never will. We're together now and that's what matters. We love each other and nothing and no one will tear us apart again."

Norma looks him in the eyes with a hint of sorrow in hers. Her eyes water at the simple thought of everything they've been through together―but apart. Guilt starts to awake within her, her body aching like those uncounted nights she cried herself to sleep.

"I'm sorry," her voice shakes, a tear rolling down her cheek. Alex is quick to wipe it away. His tenacious hands bring her to him, their bodies molding into one.

He doesn't say anything but starts kissing her the only way he knows how. He wants to show her with actions how much he loves her and how much he is willing to forget in order to built that happy life he had with her. As a real family.

Norma's eyes remain close and she doesn't hold back, either. Her hands roam around his shoulders and down his back. Her little moans echo in the quiet and dingy room. The current between them was back. That hunger for each other grew again.

Alex drifts his hands down her waist, sensing the goosebumps on her skin. Although their mouths were devouring each other, his hands were gentle. He roams them up and down her torso again, feeling as her body shivers every time.

He smiles between kisses, making Norma stop her assault. Out of breath and feeling a bit dizzy, she looks back at him with full and heave eyes. Alex finds her eyes in the dark, the lamp post outside shining right upon her. Her skin a dashing blue and her hair as white as snow.

The only thing missing was a halo. She looks like a complete angel and Alex couldn't get over it. This angel that meant to do bad things to him. This gracious angel that was about to destroy him but in the sweetest way.

Her lips have never looked more delicious than this moment. Full and swollen, imploring to be kissed again. Her breathing, her posture. The way her hands hold tightly to him. This could be a dream. But it's way too good to be a dream, he thought.

Norma leans in, capturing his lip with her teeth like a hungry predator but letting go right away. She's teasing him. She's provoking him. And oh, it is working.

But if she thinks that she has the upper hand, she's wrong. She may know what to do and where to bite him to drive him insane, but he has his tricks, too.

Without preamble, his right hand finds its way down her abdomen and her sweet spot between her legs. He finds her extremely wet and ready for him. The unexpected touch causes her to let out a tiny yelp in surprise. A little squeal replaced immediately by a tasty moan that almost makes him lose control.

He grants her that devilish smile, one that shows her that he's won. Norma tries her hardest to keep her posture and behave like the lady that she is. But it's futile.

His fingers wander deeper, transmitting that heavenly wetness to her little bundle of nerves. Her hands nail each other on his shoulders, grasping him roughly as she tries to maintain domination.

The idea of Romero touching his wife again makes him feel powerless and although he might not admit it, at her feet. But having her on top of him, squirming like this, gave him more of a reason to keep teasing her.

Her head drops back as Alex continues to rub against her bundle of nerves, his rhythm steady but malicious. Her chest is exposed to him and he is quick to run his tongue up her chest, his free hand holding her back protectively as his mouth catches one of her breasts.

Alex's little movements are hitting right where she needs it most, her eyes rolling back as she tries to control herself. Her thighs shaking to the tempo of his fingers. She presses herself more against him, holding with both hands his head in place.

Her hips begin to roll in defenseless little circles, getting ready for take off. Her breath, gasps and tiny moans quicken within seconds, alerting Alex of what's to come. He detaches his lips from her breast, not wanting to miss this. He's missed so much already, he's not planning on missing more.

Alex finds Norma's eyes closed in concentration, her eyebrows furrowed and the sway of her hips had stopped. Her lips partly opened for a quick second, before she captures her lower one with her teeth. His eyes remain glued to the marvelous and perfect creation he has on top of him. Her little yelps of pleasure get louder within seconds and he's glad that no one's home.

Norma grasps bitterly his broad shoulders, pleading for support. Her hips suddenly jerk one last time before she goes quiet and her body stiffens. Her loud scream rebounds on the thin walls of the living room but his fingers take no pity of her.

Her broken cries diminish but her hands persist on clawing hurtfully his shoulders. It's not until the friction that his delicious fingers made that it becomes too much for Norma to handle. Her eyes remain close when she shoves his hand, pushing it away.

"Stopstopstopstop," she insists with a modest giggle, her body twitching to his touch.

Alex, as obediently as ever, removes his meticulous hand and stops torturing her at last. He is grinning like a kid at a candy store, very much pleased with himself.

Norma looks back at him and smiles, too. They've both missed this so much. She's missed being touched just as much as being complete exposed for him. Her arms wrap around his shoulders, her forehead leans against his once again. Her breathing as if one who's run a mile without breaks.

"I love you," he tells her softly, his hands rounding her hips.

"I-I love you," she manages to blur out although still out of breath.

His hand sandwiches between their exposed bodies, grabbing his length and aligning it with her entrance. The second she feels contact her eyes open to catch him staring deeply at her, his eyes full of something she can't quite get.

"Ready?" he whispers, his free hand caressing tenderly her thigh.

Norma feels that same current run through them; as if they were getting electrocuted. She nods happily, biting her lip. Her eyes remain on his own; his brown orbs burning her with desire.

The tip of his member teases her entrance, captivating a deep breath from her. The contact is delicious and they both can hardly wait.