A/N: Thank you to all of you that are still, faithfully, staying with this story. These two have come so far. It is still a great pleasure to me when writing them. The kids are growing up, life's changes happening but, as always, these ladies' love is undying. Their companionship, their friendship, their intimacy has always been, and will always be, paramount, the foundation of a loving relationship and partnership.
I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoy writing it. As always, I love to hear from you!
French translations at the end.
Have a wonderful day,
Patricia
Chapter Twenty-Nine:
Love is in the Benson-Cabot Air
February
"Joyeux Saint-Valentin, Theo..."¹ Alex said to Theo as he entered the kitchen on this beautiful February morning as she poured herself a cup of coffee from the carafe.
"A toi aussi, maman..."² Theo answered with a perfect French dialect.
"Wow, Theo…your French is excellent, my boy…two years of it and you speak better than I ever have, my love…" Alex poured some creamer in to her mug and stirred it.
"Tu m'as bien appris..."³
"C'était un plaisir, Théo..."4
"Ah, the language of love…" Olivia's voice entered from the hallway. "Mother and son, speaking so beautifully…you're not talking about me, are you?" The brunette kissed their son's forehead as he sat at one of the stools of the island and then moved to her wife, moving up in front of her and wrapping her arms around her firmly. "Good morning, my valentine…" She kissed Alex's neck softly.
"Bonjour, ma belle épouse ..." 5
"Oui, oui…Je t'aime...I heard the word spouse in there somewhere…" Olivia offered, giggling, as she kissed the blonde's neck once again, squeezing her backside firmly before moving to pour a cup of coffee for herself.
"I have a gift for both of you…" Theo announced from the stool.
The ladies looked at him, smiling, then each other, then their son again.
"Oh, yeah?" Olivia smiled, moving to the stool next to his and sitting, placing her mug on the wooden surface.
"Yeah…they're in the sitting room…lemme get them…" Theo walked quickly down the hallway, already dressed for the day in khaki cargo pants and a navy zipper sweater.
"Hmmmm…" Olivia swallowed, "…I wonder what our loving son got us…"
Theo came back now with two small, pink and white wrapped boxes, pink ribbons tied on top. "Here…for the best moms ever…"
Alex felt her eyes tear immediately and she looked at her wife, who was also emotional.
"What did you do, Theo?" Olivia questioned, placing the box on the island and taking her son into a tight hug, holding him against her bosom.
"Mama…" I can't breathe…" he mumbled against her chest.
"Then turn your head, Baby…" Olivia giggled before kissing his forehead and cheeks repeatedly, their son squirming the whole time.
"Mama…" he tried.
Finally, Olivia let go and looked at Alex, "Shall we open them together?"
The blonde nodded, "Definitely…"
"OK…one, two, three…"
They both dug into their gifts at the same time, each revealing a white box with the James Avery logo printed in the trademark silver ink.
"Ready, Liv?" Alex offered.
Olivia nodded, her eyes emotional, mouth trembling from the moment.
They opened their boxes and Alex revealed a sterling silver link bracelet with half a heart reading True. The blonde looked at her wife's gift and leaned in closer to inspect it. Olivia's said Love, engraved in the silver.
Olivia covered her mouth, as her eyes watered uncontrollably. "Oh, Theo…they're beautiful…" she breathed, taking their son into a hug once again.
"Put them on us?" Alex asked, holding hers out to their son who was smiling from ear to ear.
Their son pulled away from the brunette and dutifully clasped the bracelets on his mothers and then the two admired them against their wrists. "I'm glad you like them…"
"When did you have a chance to get these, Theo?" Olivia asked, her fingers playing with her half of the heart.
"Uncle Johnny took me last weekend after our guitar lesson…I've been saving up for them…my allowance…"
"Did you hear that, Al? His allowance…"
"I wanted to get something special to show you how much I love you and how much you two mean to me…you and Mom love each other so much and I wanted to show you how much I do, too…"
"Oh, Al… a true romantic…" Olivia said softly. "Thank you, Theo…we will wear these always…right, Babe?"
"Absolutely…never take them off…thank you, Baby…" Alex leaned forward and kissed her son's cheek.
Theo smiled and, just then, the doorbell chimed.
"Oooh, company at…" Alex looked at the clock on the microwave, "…ten in the morning…are you expecting anyone, Liv?"
Olivia shook her head, "No…not until later," she winked.
Grace and Isabel entered the kitchen now—Isabel in her pink terrycloth jogging pants and matching hoodie and Grace in her lavender one—both a purchase from their mothers for this Valentine's Day, ready and waiting for them at the foot of their beds when they woke up.
"Happy Valentine's Day…" Isabel sang sweetly. "I'm hungry…what's for breakfast?" Isabel declared dramatically.
"Happy Valentine's Day, Izzie and Gracie…" Olivia moved to kiss and hug her daughters, Alex doing the same. "Heart-shaped pancakes…"
"Happy Valentine's Day…" Grace declared softly and smiling at her mothers before moving to the kitchen table and seating herself, pushing her glasses up. "We've decided to cook for you so you two can relax…" Grace offered.
"Mmm…sounds good…our little chefs…I'll get the door," Alex smirked, kissing her daughters along the way.
Alex walked towards the front door now, coffee in hand, and then peered through the left flank of the glass to see a blonde girl standing there, holding something in her arms. The attorney opened the door to reveal a cute, tall blonde on the other side, what must have been about Theo's age but slightly taller than him.
"Mrs. Benson-Cabot?" she questioned.
"Yes?" Alex smiled.
"Is Theo home? My name is Caroline and I am in a few classes with him…I have a gift for him for Valentine's Day…"
Alex smiled, her heart swelling. Their Theo had an admirer. "Yes, he is…let me get him…" She turned back into the house, "Theo?" she called. "You have a visitor…" She smiled at the girl.
Their son came up now and the blonde watched him, confidence exuding his being, but a shy smile on his face, a twinkle in those blue eyes, "Hey, Caroline…"
"Hey, Theo…Happy Valentine's Day…my mother drove me here."
They all looked at an older honey blonde woman waving at them from the car before turning back to the conversation.
"I wanted to bring you this…" She held out a pink gift bag with red tissue paper peeking out to her son.
"Thank you, Caroline…" he smiled, taking the bag.
Coffee. I should ask her mother in for a cup of coffee, Alex thought. "Give me a sec…I just wanna say 'hi' to your mother…" Alex offered as she overlapped the lapels of her fluffy beige cardigan with one hand and hugged her left arm against her, coffee still in-hand. She, thankfully, had already dressed for the day in skinny beige corduroy jeans and a long-sleeved white t-shirt and was, at least, presentable this morning, a little make-up and her hair in a sleek ponytail, as well.
Alex approached the champagne-colored Mercedes and leaned forward smiling, as the automatic window lowered. "Good Morning," Alex smiled.
"Good morning…Alex?" a southern drawl exited the woman's mouth. "It's nice to meet you…I'm Rebecca Grant, Caroline's mother…" she extended her French-manicured hand across the passenger seat and through the window and Alex shook it.
"Alex Benson-Cabot…nice to meet you, as well…"
"It seems my daughter is smitten with your son…she talks about him all the time…" They looked toward the front porch at the kids talking, "I can see why…such a handsome boy…"
"Thank you, Rebecca…he's a good kid…" She turned back to Caroline's mother, "Would you like to come in for a cup of coffee? It's already made…"
"Oh, no…we have a saxophone lesson and then we're going to Caroline's grandparents in Brooklyn for a Valentine's lunch…but thank you for the offer…maybe another time?"
"Definitely…" Alex smiled.
"Caroline, Honey…we have to go…" Mrs. Grant called to her daughter.
Just then, Olivia appeared in the doorway, looking sexy in her black jeans and black V-neck sweater, hair in a twist, and spoke to Theo and Caroline briefly, shaking the little girl's hand and smiling, before making her way towards the car.
"This is my wife, Olivia…"
"Uncanny. Theo is the spitting image of you, except for those eyes…" Mrs. Grant offered. "It's nice to meet you Olivia…I'm Rebecca Grant…that lovesick girl over there's mother…" she smirked.
The two shook hands and Olivia smiled. "Likewise…lovesick, huh? Wow…our little Theo…a little Georgie Porgie…" Olivia moved closer to her wife and bumped shoulders with her.
"Absolutely…Theo this, and Theo that and he's so cute, Mom, and he plays the piano and guitar, Mom, and he plays soccer…yadda, yadda, yadda…oh, and Mom and can you drive us on a date? Etcetera, etcetera…." she smiled.
Olivia laughed, shaking her head, "Dating…no…hanging out with a group of friends in a safe, non-threatening environment with you, me and my wife chaperoning? Maybe…" She smiled.
"Oh, I'm not ready for this, either, ladies…my daughter was absolutely adamant about this delivery this morning…" Rebecca said softly, her face now serious as her eyes glazed over, watching the kids still in a conversation on the front step, "…no, not ready at all…" She quickly snapped out of it, looking at Olivia, "Caroline tells me you're a detective…with the NYPD?"
Olivia nodded, "I am…over a quarter of a century now…"
Rebecca Grant shifted backward as though taken aback. "Please…a quarter of a century? That can't be possible…you look too young for that to be true," she winked.
"I think I like this woman, Al," Olivia smiled at her wife. "Come in for a cup of coffee?"
"We have some prior engagements…but I'd love to another time…"
"We'll plan on it, Rebecca…"
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OOO
Caroline Grant had given Theo a second-hand, vintage Journey's Greatest Hits guitar song book and a black, Journey concert t-shirt, which he absolutely loved and put on as soon as he could. He was so excited about the chord book, as well, and couldn't wait for his lesson with Jonathan to try out a few songs.
The ladies sat comfortably on the sectional, Olivia's legs tucked beneath her and Alex leaning against her as they enjoyed their coffee and watched CNN, Olivia stroking Alex's shoulder softly. The kids were in the kitchen, Benson-Cabot Helper aprons on, preparing their mothers' Valentine's breakfast with love and, surprisingly, very little arguing.
Olivia leaned closer to the blonde's ear and whispered, "All quiet on the Benson-Cabot front…" She kissed her temple softly.
But, she had spoken too soon.
"Theo's got a girlfriend…Theo's got a girlfriend…" Isabel sang, bumping hips with her brother who was putting pancakes on a platter.
"If you don't stop…you're gonna be sorry…" Theo said calmly, but Olivia could see his cool façade cracking.
Isabel now continued, lowering her voice to a whisper, dancing around behind him, Theo's in love…" she clasped her hands in front of her and batted her eyelashes, swooning. "Theo and Caroline…sitting in a tree…K-I-S-S-I-N-G…"
"Jesus Christ, Izzie…shut up!" he bellowed, slamming the spatula on the counter.
"Theo!" Alex was now up, in record time, and headed into the kitchen, arms folded.
"Mom! She just keeps going…tell her to stop!"
"Leave Theo alone, Izzie!" Grace spouted, shoving her sister's shoulder lightly. "Mind your own business!"
"Don't push me…" Isabel warned, hands fisted, teeth clenched, baring her braces.
"OK, OK…guys…break it up…" Alex moved her body in between the children, hands up in surrender. "It's Valentine's Day…Theo…go cool off…"
Theo glared at Isabel and then moved past them and out of sight. Within seconds, they heard the atrium door close behind him.
"Come here, Izzie…" Alex took Isabel's hand and pulled her to the already set table and they sat down at the end. "You need to leave your brother alone, Isabel. Teasing him is not OK and it needs to stop, right now."
Olivia stood now, coffee in hand, tossing the throw back on the sofa before moving to stand next to her wife and daughter at the table.
"Why are you doing this to him, Baby?" Olivia asked softly. "You know your brother is sensitive…"
Isabel's eyes began to water, "I don't know, Mama…"
"Theo doesn't deserve that, Izzie…he never does anything to you…" Grace now offered, bringing a plate of bacon to the table.
Guitar strumming was now heard playing in the front sitting room. Theo had obviously come back inside and taken to the soothing motions of his acoustic guitar.
"Look…" Alex took Isabel's hands, holding them in between their knees, "…we're all going through changes and we need to be aware of the effect our words have on each other, as well as what we do to each other physically. Grace, shoving your sister wasn't OK, either. Taunting Theo has to stop. We're all growing up and we're gonna like people and they'll like us, but we have to be kind about it and not upset each other. OK?"
The girls nodded. Grace put her hands on Alex's back and rested her chin on her left shoulder, looking at Isabel and Olivia.
"Now…your brother needs an apology…so you know what to do…"
Isabel nodded again and slowly walked down the hallway, disappearing around the corner of the front room.
Alex let out a deep breath, closing her eyes.
Olivia smiled, "Ready for our Valentine's breakfast?"
"Yeah…let's eat…"
… … … … … …
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"I want the iPad connected to the blue tooth speaker, Jonathan…Liv and I have tried and tried to get it to connect…"
"You followed the directions in the leaflet?" He held the accordion pamphlet in his hands, scanning it.
"No, Johnny…we had a monkey come in here and try to do it…yes, John-John…we read the directions over and over again."
"Ooh-ooh, ah-ah…" Jonathan mimicked a chimp.
Alex slugged her brother in the stomach, "Are you gonna help or not? Liv and I want the speaker for the movie under the stars tonight. They're playing Casablanca in the park. We're gonna take a picnic basket and eat and enjoy the movie and then listen to some music and talk…"
"Oh, movie under the stars…how romantic…"
"Trying to be, John-John…what are you doing for that beautiful wife of yours?"
"Casey and I? Dinner…movie…more…" he winked.
Alex nodded slowly, smiling, "You'd better…Casey deserves a good evening, a good night out, Johnny…especially putting up with you for so long…"
Olivia entered the living room now, "Hey, Jonathan…"
"Hey, Olivia…
"You guys get it, yet?" Olivia giggled, moving into the kitchen to place on the enchiladas from the refrigerator into the preheated oven that they were leaving for the kids and Stacy, their babysitter for the evening.
"Not yet…my capable brother hasn't figured it out, either…"
Olivia turned and set the timer for the oven now before she folded her arms and walked toward them.
"Uncle Johnny!" Theo beamed from the hallway, running up to his uncle and hugging him, full-force, from behind.
"Hey, little man…ready for your lesson?"
Theo nodded, "My friend Caroline got me a Journey song book and a t-shirt…" He held the t-shirt away from his body for his uncle to view.
"Nice, Theo…I might have to borrow that sometime…and you'll have to tell me about this Caroline…" he smiled.
Theo smirked, "I will…I'll be in the sitting room, tuning my guitar, OK?"
"You got it, Buddy…I'll be there in a few, after your mother figures out her new hardware…"
Alex snarled, "Ha, ha, ha…always such a funny man…"
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"Your hot cocoas, Messieurs…extra whipped cream and crushed peppermint on top…" Alex offered, setting them down on the black, wrought-iron café table on the patio.
"Thanks, Allie…"
"Thanks, Mom…" Theo took his mug greedily and sipped, whipped cream layering his nose and upper lip.
"I'll leave you two, then…the lesson went well?" Alex hugged her arms against the chill, only wearing her outfit from earlier.
The boys were in puffer coats—Jonathan in black and Theo in hunter green—the two completely relaxed and casual, even with the frigid temperature of only thirty-seven degrees.
"Yep…I learned the beginning of Only the Young…" Theo smiled. "The beginning chords..."
"Awesome, Theo…do you men need anything else?"
"We're good, Allie…you can go in and get ready now…" Jonathan shook his head, smiling at her.
"OK…an hour and half and Stacy is coming…OK?"
Stacy was their babysitter and had been for the past couple of years. A young, college student recommended by many of the ladies' friends in their circle.
"OK, Mom…"
Alex stepped back and into the atrium, shutting the door, but leaving it open a crack, the boys not having noticed her movements.
"So, Theo…tell me about this girl…"
"Caroline? She's in my Geometry class and French class and Pre AP Writing class, too…she's really pretty…" Theo sipped from his mug again.
"What does she look like?" Jonathan questioned, sipping his own drink.
"She has long blonde hair and like…bluish, greenish eyes…she's a little taller than me, but she—I don't know…she talks to me, you know? We really talk about good stuff…she and I can always find something to talk about…"
"Those are the best conversations, Theo…when you can talk about anything and everything with someone…"
Alex swallowed the lump in her throat, holding back a squeak of emotion. Their son was becoming a man, finding out about girls. He had discovered a relationship—as young and as naïve as it was—he had found a connection in another.
"So, have you kissed her?"
Theo threw his uncle a get real look, "Where am I gonna kiss her, Uncle Johnny? At school?"
"I don't know, my man…in the hallway, by your locker? Do you want to kiss her, Theo?
Theo nodded, "Yes…she's so beautiful…her lips are beautiful, too…"
"So…what are you doing to woo her?"
"What?" Theo questioned, looking at the older man next to him.
"Woo her…you know…let her know that you like her…"
"We just talk…I email and text her…she's left me notes in my locker and I have, too. We both follow each other on Instagram and Facebook. She smiles at me a lot and I smile at her. Her eyes are so pretty and her hair is so beautiful…" Theo stared ahead.
"Al?" Olivia's muffled voice called from the top of the stairs.
Shit. Alex quickly closed the door all the way and moved backward, into the sitting room, so as not to be seen. The blonde turned her head, "Yeah, Babe?"
"Time for the lesson…"
"OK, Liv…coming…" she called back.
So Theo did like this Caroline girl. His first crush. His first enamorment. Alex's eyes filled with emotion as she headed up the stairs to join her wife and daughters.
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Alex listened from the bedroom, smiling and changing into her robe, as her wife informed the girls on what was about to happen.
"OK, girls…Shaving 101…once you start shaving, you have to keep it up or else it gets out of control…" Olivia sat on the edge of the bathtub and parted her robe at the upper thighs.
"You're hairy, Mama…" Isabel chuckled.
"It's Winter, Baby…cut Mama a break…Besides…I shaved two days ago and this is just a little stubble for me. My hair is darker, so yours and your Mom's is less noticeable. Women with my hue of hair have to shave more often…" Olivia smiled.
Alex smirked at her as she entered the master bath, and sat on the chair next to the tub, both girls sitting on the ledge of the tub, opposite Olivia.
They had decided to give the girls a lesson on shaving, both girls having wispy, but noticeable, blonde leg hair and coming into the age that it was not only uncomfortable for them and made them self-conscious, but also not accepted by their peers. Isabel had started her period, as well, only a month and half after Grace had, and both were ready to learn the fine art of shaving their legs.
"OK…so…different women use different mediums to shave…some like shaving cream, some like gel, some like conditioner, some like pure oils…" Olivia reached for the almond oil on the corner ledge of the garden tub. "I like oil because it moisturizes, too…leaves everything soft and smooth…"
"Yes, it does," Alex smiled.
"What do you use, Mommy?" Grace asked, pushing her glasses up and searching her mother's face inquisitively.
"I like oil, too…but sometimes I just use body wash…and then moisturize afterward…"
She caught eyes with Olivia and the two smiled at each other.
The brunette offered, "Your Mommy has really smooth legs…but…the most important part is the razor, girls…" Olivia held up a pink, Lady Schick, "You have to be very careful with this and use it the right way or else, there will be cuts and razor burn, babes…"
"What's razor burn?" Isabel asked.
"When you don't do it the right way, you have burning bumps on your skin and they hurt for a couple of days…"
"Let's see yours, Mommy…" Isabel requested.
Alex parted her robe at the upper thighs as well, "I've already shaved, my babies…this is your Mama's lesson…" Alex winked at her wife as the brunette eyed her long legs.
Olivia continued their lesson, showing them how to lightly rake the blade over their skin, so as not to hurt themselves, before letting the girls do the same. By the time they finished, every girl in the bathroom was clean-shaven, ready to face the world in true Benson-Cabot style.
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OOO
Around midnight that evening, Alex entered through the garage door first, Olivia following and clenching her waist softly, wordlessly letting her know she was there. They had consumed a bottle of wine and both were feeling the effects.
The evening had been amazing. The movie and the food and the bottle of Merlot along with conversations about their kids and family and work and their lives together having occurred with the ease and comfortableness that the ladies had always been used to, as they listened to soft music on the small speaker they had finally gotten hooked up.
Earlier that day, vases of bouquets of flowers had been delivered for both women, from each woman—also arrangements from the blonde's parents and brother and Landon and Charles had been delivered early that afternoon—the ladies not wanting more than that, and they were about to wrap up their night of Valentine's love. The townhouse was a virtual florist shop and the smell of fresh flowers matched the exquisitely beautiful vision of pinks, whites, lavenders, and reds.
Alex closed the garage door behind them and locked it, her wife staying close as they looked at each other briefly, admiring each other. The brunette was wearing a pair of faded jeans and a soft red cardigan, lapels parted just enough to have her blonde wife's eyes roaming to that locale and salivating the entire evening. The blonde had chosen a pair of ivory jeans and a lavender V-neck sweater—both casual for the environment that they had been in for their date—just wanting to reconnect and communicate on this, their fourteenth Valentine's Day together.
Olivia and Alex removed their coats and placed them on the guest room bed for the time being before the two moved back into the living room.
Stacy was on the sofa, out like a light, the TV playing an infomercial about getting a Beach Body playing in the background. Olivia walked up to the babysitter and leaned over her, "Stace?" At nineteen years old, she was more like a big sister, a friend, and cool person to hang out with, rather than a sitter for their children. Even at their ages, the kids didn't mind when she came over because she was so "cool" as they put it.
Stacy moaned, coming into the present, "Hey…guys…how was the movie?" She sat up now, stretching and yawning.
Olivia watched her wife move to the kitchen island and dig into her brown leather hobo bag, rifling in her wallet for some bills, the blonde tipsy.
"It was good…Casablanca was as romantic as always...and then Alex and I continued to enjoy our little containers from The Whole Foods gourmet…pasta salad, artichoke and olive salad, a little hummus and pita…it was nice…"
"I'm glad…" Stacy stood now. "The kids were great, as usual…"
"Thank you, again…" Alex offered, walking up and handing her a hundred dollar bill.
"Oh, Alex…this is way too much…"
"It's Valentine's Day…you earned it…" she smiled. "We both know the struggles of a young woman…enjoy it…" Alex took Stacy's hand and shoved the bills into it before clasping it with her other, "Take it, Stace….
"OK, ladies…thank you…"
They saw Stacy to the door and said their goodnights, closing the door after her.
"Check on them?" Alex said softly, eyeing her wife's mouth.
Olivia nodded. "Yeah…"
They made their way up the stairs, but not before locking up and setting the alarm. Olivia entered Theo's room, their boy's eyes closed, the soft lamp beside him casting a glow on his caramel complexion as he held his new novel, Brave New World, on top of his chest.
He opened his eyes and smiled. "Hey, Mama…" He yawned and stretched. "Did you have a good time?"
"We did, Baby…" Olivia offered, moving closer and sitting on the edge of his bed next to him. She leaned over and kissed his cheek softly.
Alex moved to the other side and placed a kiss on their son's forehead, "Sleep tight, Theo…we'll see you tomorrow, OK?"
Theo nodded, closing his eyes again, "OK, Mom…you, too…Happy Valentine's Day…"
"Happy Valentine's Day, Baby…" Olivia's shaky voice responded.
The brunette turned the small lamp off and the ladies exited the room.
Moving next door, the twins' room was dark, only a faint amount of light coming in through the west side window, splaying moonlight on their sleeping faces. Isabel was on her back, arms and legs spread out in a Da Vinci pose, mouth open, breathing deeply. Grace, ever more reserved, lay curled up on her right side, facing away from her sister, hands beneath her right cheek, blonde hair splayed out behind her as though in flight, resembling an angel.
Alex moved up to Olivia from behind, slithering her arms around her and resting her chin on her left shoulder.
"Both sides of you, Babe…" Olivia said softly.
The brunette felt Alex giggle behind her, "Yeah…wild night of partying on the right, calm, responsible, and preparing for a long day of court on the left.
Olivia reached back and cupped the back of the blonde's neck with her hand, "Let's go to bed, Al…"
Within moments, they were in their bedroom with the door closed. Alex removed her clothing and placed it in the hamper and then slipped a white camisole and matching bikini brief combo on before moving to the bureau mirror and beginning to brush her long hair, both ladies' eyes never leaving the other.
Olivia eyed her wife as the blonde watched her own reflection in the mirror, Alex letting out a wide yawn. The detective slid her jeans off and folded them, placing them on the shelf in the closet, and then began unbuttoning her red, angora cardigan, leaving it open now, all buttons undone. Her blonde wife looked so beautiful and after their evening of reconnecting, she wanted her more than ever.
Alex set her brush down and turned now, her eyes roaming over the brunette's body as she stood there. Olivia looked down at her own sweater, her ivory bra now exposed, matching lacy panties below. She looked back up at Alex and smiled. The blonde then moved into her slowly, catlike, bringing her face close to the brunette's, palms of her hands on either side of her shoulders against the closet door, her eyes never leaving hers. Silently, her warm hands came up and she gently squeezed her wife's breasts, mouth going to her neck, kissing, tonguing, tasting, moving down to the tops of her breasts, her cleavage, before returning to her neck and mouth, her hands never ceasing their motions.
Olivia let out a shaky breath, "Oh, Al…
"You…my love…" Alex began removing the sweater from her wife's shoulders, "…have been driving me crazy with this sweater all night…" She let the cardigan drop to the floor. "These…" She held her wife's breasts in her hands again, "…have had me going crazy…so wet, Liv…" She brought her mouth to Olivia's lace covered nipple and bit gently, squeezing the other and pinching her nipple into a peak.
"Jesus, Alex…" Olivia whispered.
"And we wonder where Theo gets that word from…" Alex smiled.
"I know…we have to watch that," Olivia breathed, clutching the back of her wife's head, massaging her scalp as her wife continued. "Come here, Babe…"
Alex stood erect now and moved even closer, wrapping her arms around her wife, the two holding each other, swaying together, enjoying the feel of each other's soft, feminine forms.
Olivia's hands slid down to the blonde's backside, clutching firmly. "Mmmm…still so nice…this ass…I've been watching this in those tight jeans all day…"
"All for you, Liv…" Alex pulled away now and kissed the brunette fiercely, leaving nothing more to be said for the lust that both were now feeling.
Olivia whimpered into the kiss as Alex's fingers found the brunette's waistband and she slipped her slender fingers downward, firmly caressing the detective's lower lips, Olivia able to feel the ease at which her wife was stroking—the slippery feel of her own arousal.
Olivia felt digits now enter her, the blonde continuing to pleasure her neck, stopping briefly to use her left hand to unclasp the front-closure bra, setting the brunette's breasts free.
Immediately, Alex's mouth found Olivia's aroused nipple with her mouth, swirling around and sucking softly, her fingers continuing the motions down below.
"Hard, Baby…I'm so turned on…it won't take much and I wanna come so badly," Olivia breathed, head now tilted back against the door.
Olivia felt the blonde thrust deeper now, two fingers inside of the brunette, thrusting upward, firmly, curling her fingers just so as Olivia lifted her left leg and wrapped it firmly around the blonde's waist. "Yeah…" Olivia whispered, "…like that…" The brunette began a motion of lifting her hips, tilting her pelvis with each entry, feeling the warm sensations of a climax fast approaching.
Olivia moaned as Alex's thumb brushed her clit, the brunette jumping from the sensitivity. "Oh, Babe…" Olivia panted, "Feels so good…"
Alex's mouth crashed into Olivia's again and the kiss was intense—mouths roaming, soft lips searching, tongues dueling for dominance, the brunette moaning into each pump from her wife's skilled fingers.
Panting, Olivia whispered, "I'm gonna come, Babe…add another…"
Dutifully, the blonde added another digit, continuing to stroke her clit expertly.
"Oh…Babe…" Olivia squeaked, "…like th—right…uh!" Olivia's body crashed around the blonde's fingers, Alex never ceasing her motions, until all contractions had left her body, the brunette's body jumping uncontrollably. Olivia let out a final long moan, smiling, head tilted back. She opened her eyes and looked into cerulean blues. "Wow…that was…mmm…" Olivia closed her eyes again and felt long arms wrap around her, the brunette letting her forehead fall onto the blonde's shoulder.
Light fingertips were felt dancing along Olivia's back as they held each other.
"Happy Valentine's Day, Baby…" Alex said softly against Olivia's ear before kissing her lobe gently.
"Happy Valentine's Day, my love…"
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Translations:
1 Happy Valentine's Day, my love.
2 And to you, too, Mom.
3 You've taught me well.
4 My pleasure, Theo.
5 Good morning, my beautiful wife.
