This chapter is rated "M" for very explicit sexual content, so please be aware of that before continuing to read.

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Title: Cops and Robbers Part 3

Genre: Romance/humor

Rating: M

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Olivia is standing in the bathtub with her eyes closed and her chin tilted back as the warm water rains down upon her tired body, soaking her olive skin and plastering her dark hair to her head. Her early morning shower is one of her favorite parts of the day, the apartment utterly silent except for the rushing of water and the rare absence of sound affording her some much-needed time alone with her thoughts.

This is the calm before the storm, as pretty soon the home she shares with Amanda and their kids will be full of the usual morning chaos while everyone scrambles to get ready for the day; the chatter, laughter, tantrums and barking very typical of life in the Benson/Rollins household. Even Frannie was still deep in slumber when Olivia had crept out of the master bedroom and into the bathroom several minutes earlier, stepping cautiously over the dog's prone body on the floor and being very careful not wake her.

Amanda likes to sleep in as late as she possibly can and had been dead to the world when Olivia had stumbled out of bed, leaving the younger woman curled up into a tight little ball beneath the covers and snoring away quite loudly. Olivia rolls her eyes as she anticipates the moaning and whining that will follow as soon as she even attempts to start coaxing her girlfriend back to the land of the living, always starting with a tender caress across wild blonde hair before her touch becomes more firm in her efforts to get Amanda to vacate the comfortable nest of blankets. The blonde detective is worse than the kids when it comes to their morning routine, grumbling and pouting about how exhausted she is as they hurry to make breakfast and get ready for work, and Olivia occasionally threatening to drag her out of bed by the ankles whenever she doesn't get up quickly enough.

She rests her forehead lightly against the wall as she thinks about the woman she loves, her hands splayed out across the damp tiles and her eyelids fluttering closed in contentment, Olivia not at all eager to move and quite happy to stay in the tub for the remainder of the day.

"Keep your hands where I can see them," a soft voice suddenly commands, Olivia practically jumping out of her skin in response, as she had not heard the woman on her mind enter the room.

She has her back to the shower curtain and cranes her neck to see Amanda climbing into the bathtub behind her, the miles of naked pale skin that are on display making Olivia's heart rate spike and her body temperature rise.

"Don't turn around," Amanda whispers sensually into her ear, a shiver running down Olivia's spine and goosebumps popping out along her arms and legs when she feels the shorter woman pressing herself urgently against her back.

"What are you doing?" she chokes out breathlessly as slender hands begin stroking down her sides with a firm touch, fingers sliding with purpose over every dip and curve of her body and lingering longer in certain areas than others.

"Remember when I wanted to play cops and robbers?" Amanda replies teasingly, a small gasp emitting from Olivia's mouth as those nimble fingers caress softly over each breast, thumbs brushing against puckered nipples that are now standing at attention. "I just caught you robbing a store so now I'm frisking you."

"Does it look like I have a weapon anywhere on my person?" Olivia asks wryly, her breath catching sharply in her throat when Amanda's hand plunges quickly between her legs before shifting higher to dance along her rib cage, recalling her girlfriend's pleas to play this silly game when she had been high on narcotics.

"Hmm, well, I can think of a couple of places you could be hiding some illegal contraband so I probably need to do a very thorough search," Amanda remarks with a chuckle, a quiet moan escaping Olivia's lips when she feels teeth biting down gently on her earlobe.

"Amanda, the kids are going to be up soon-"

Olivia is cut off by a pair of soft lips pressing into the side of her neck and kissing a fiery pathway along heated skin, a warm tongue poking out to trace light patterns on a trembling shoulder blade. "Then we better not waste any time. Spread your legs for me, Liv."

Olivia instantly does as she is told despite her concern that the rest of the family might awaken at any moment, widening her stance on the slippery floor of the tub and standing there on shaking legs that are just barely supporting her taller frame. Amanda's hands now are palming her generous breasts, thumbs circling repeatedly around erect nipples as a toned thigh slides between her own and presses upwards into her center, Olivia unable to keep herself from grinding into the strong muscle in response.

"This isn't usually how we frisk a suspect," she grits out through a clenched jaw as Amanda's leg hit just the right spot and she jerks in the other woman's embrace, listening to the tinkling sound of laughter behind her. "This could be considered an inappropriate use of your power."

"Well, do you want me to stop?"

Olivia shivers again at the lowered, husky tone of the blonde detective's voice, Amanda's hot breath tickling her neck as playful fingers pinch her nipples and the gesture sends a flood of wetness straight to her core. "God, no."

"Yeah, I didn't think so," the younger woman snickers into her ear as the small pair of hands begin trailing away from her breasts and down her stomach, rubbing soft circles around Olivia's belly button before hovering over her abdomen.

Olivia licks her lips in anticipation, her heart hammering wildly inside her chest and her head falling back against Amanda's shoulder as smooth fingertips trace gently along the coarse hair at the juncture of her thighs, dipping ever so slightly into soaked folds.

"Hmm, so being a criminal gets you all hot and bothered, huh?" Amanda observes in a sultry tone as one finger presses down onto her tiny bundle of nerves and makes Olivia jump. "You're pretty wet there, Benson. Does breaking the law turn you on?"

"Oh my god, Amanda, enough with this stupid game!" Olivia whines impatiently, turning her head to fix the other woman with an aroused glare and her core throbbing with a desperate need to be touched. "You were the one who said we didn't have any time to waste, so stop wasting it!"

"I usually don't let a suspect talk to me like that, but I'll let it slide just this once since time is of the essence here," she hears Amanda murmur hoarsely before swiftly entering her with two fingers as a thumb swirls more rapidly around her swollen pink bud.

Olivia's eyes slam shut and she feels the younger woman's hand come up to cover her mouth as a guttural groan slips out from parted lips and bounces off the tiles, echoing loudly throughout the steamy bathroom. Amanda's fingers pick up the pace between her thighs, pumping in and out at a fast rate as her thumb moves in quick, tight circles around the distended bundle of nerves, the detective warning her to keep it down through smug giggles.

The room is filled with panting breaths and stifled moans as Olivia concentrates fully on what Amanda's hands are doing to her body, trying to block out thoughts of anything else as slender fingers slide from her mouth down her breast and give a firm tug on her nipple. Her muscles tighten around Amanda's thrusting fingers, a ball of heat gathering in the pit of her stomach and intense tingles radiating outwards to consume her entire being as a low whimper emits before she can stop it.

Amanda's lips are pressing over and over into the side of her neck in a series of sloppy kisses, the stiff points of the younger woman's nipples dragging across Olivia's back as they move together in a vigorous, erotic dance through the misty water inside the tub. "Come for me, baby."

A boisterous bark suddenly rings out through the apartment, rudely interrupting Olivia's impending orgasm, and she mutters a frustrated "Fuck" under her breath as Amanda's probing fingers curl against her front wall and wrench another gasp from her throat.

"Yup, that's exactly what we're doing, honey," the blonde detective chuckles in amusement, Olivia feeling Amanda's hold around her tighten as if she anticipates her girlfriend's immediate escape from the bathtub. "It's okay, Liv, just relax. We have time to finish."

"No, we don't," Olivia argues in disappointment as that tantalizing climax seems to hover just out of reach. "Frannie's going to wake up the kids. She's hungry for breakfast and you know she won't stop barking until she's been fed."

"She can wait for another couple of minutes," Amanda soothes tenderly, the other woman's ministrations taking on a more purposeful speed and Olivia's knees threatening to buckle at the incredible sensations that are coursing through her system. "You do so much for everyone in your life, Liv. Let me do this for you before another crazy day starts. Just let yourself go, sweetheart. It's okay."

Olivia's entire body is trembling violently now as she wavers right on the cusp of release, fingernails digging sharply into Amanda's forearm as she hits a sensitive spot inside and wincing as another hearty bark sounds from just outside the closed bathroom door. Amanda's thumb swipes hard over her aching bundle of nerves and her fingers give another tug on her nipple, Olivia quivering with excitement and bucking roughly into the smaller body positioned directly behind her.

She still can't seem to focus on the task at hand, unwanted thoughts of the busy and hectic day ahead invading her brain as she tries to concentrate on the immense amount of pleasure that Amanda is giving her, the younger woman obviously sensing Olivia's aggravation with the situation and her intense need to be satisfied. Those soft lips are right beside Olivia's ear again, Amanda's hot breath puffing onto her overheated skin as her voice emits in a low drawl and causes a powerful shudder to radiate from the top of her head all the way down to the tips of her toes.

"I know you said that you'd had enough with this stupid game, but just imagine me bending you over the interrogation table at work. It's after hours and we're all alone at the precinct. I'm the lead detective on the case and you're my uncooperative suspect, but we discover that we're attracted to each other so one thing leads to another..."

Olivia is just about to voice her objection to this ridiculous fantasy and point out that Amanda's scenario is against the rules and would never actually happen, when the other woman speaks again and her heart practically stutters to a complete stop at the lewd images playing out inside her mind.

"You're lying naked and spread eagle on the table and I'm kneeling down on the floor with my face between your legs while wearing my police uniform-"

The orgasm slams into Olivia with the force of a train, knocking the breath right from her lungs in an explosion of pure bliss as she feels Amanda scrambling to hold her up when her knees crumple beneath her and threaten to send them both plummeting to the bottom of the slippery tub. One of the blonde woman's arms is wrapped securely around Olivia's waist while the other remains trapped between her legs, fingers buried deeply inside her slick passage as Olivia's muscles spasm repeatedly around the wet digits that have slowed to a more languid pace.

They slump there together under the strong spray of the shower, struggling to remain upright as Olivia comes down from her intense high, bodies soaked with water and sweat and fused tightly to one another as they try to catch their breaths. Amanda peers over her shoulder to fix her with a surprised expression, big blue eyes sparkling with delight and a giant grin stretching across her flushed face as Olivia meets her gaze with a wobbly smile of her own.

"Wow, Liv, that was amazing! I think we should play cops and robbers more often!"