Let It Go Ch.8

Olivia picked a sleeping Noah up from the backseat, mumbling that he was almost too big for her to carry, as Alex tried not to slam the car door shut and wake him.

It was another beautiful night in the Hamptons, and after dinner, they decided to take a drive with the top down on the Mustang. "You're going to let me drive?" Alex asked truly puzzled as Olivia handed her the keys to the car on the sidewalk outside the restaurant.

"You know your way around," Olivia replied logically.

"But your car…"

"Al, it's just a car," Olivia shook her head laughing. "And it's not as expensive as that Rover you have in the driveway." After Alex rolled her eyes, she excitedly hopped in the driver's seat of the vintage car. With a little instruction and a few giggles from Noah, she quickly got a feel for the old car's "quirks". As they drove around Alex showed Olivia and Noah different landmarks and told stories about when she was a kid and about holidays her family spent in the Hamptons. She showed Noah where she used to play and swim. And to his amazement, she pointed up telling Noah she used to love to jump off that diving board that was 'way up in the air'.

By the time they were making their way back towards home, the sun had fully set and the car ride had lulled Noah asleep with his Hulk figurine still secured tightly in his hand. As he slept, Alex told Olivia her more suggestive stories of her late teens and early twenties. She had Olivia's eyes wide and trying her best to stifle her laughter.

Alex never considered herself funny, but she had noticed over the years she would do anything to make Olivia laugh. Tonight was no exception.

Back in the driveway, Olivia situated Noah on her hip, his head quickly burying in the crook of her neck, she carried him up the steps to the front door of the house. Alex walking beside her, with her hand placed on the small of her back guiding her, didn't go unnoticed. Inside, the house was quiet, a few lamps on timers where lit throughout the house setting a peaceful glow. "I'm going to put him to bed," Olivia whispered, leaving Alex downstairs to put away the leftover chocolate lava cake none of them could finish or dare leave behind at the restaurant, and lock up the house.

While Olivia put Noah in his pajamas and tucked him in, Alex had then gone to her bedroom, removing her heels, and standing in front of her dresser taking off her jewelry. She stopped, smiling at herself as she thought about the staff at the restaurant commenting that they must be proud parents, and what a little gentleman Noah was. She nor Olivia corrected the part about Noah being THEIR son. They both only grinned proudly that he was, in fact, a little gentleman.

Olivia stood in the doorway of Alex's bedroom watching her, "you're smiling," she said catching Alex mid-thought.

"Just thinking about tonight, about you," Alex said, turning, holding her hand out for Olivia. Olivia took Alex's hand, now standing inches from her, Olivia too, had abandoned her heels somewhere between Noah's room and Alex's. "Thinking about how lucky I am."

"Lucky huh?"

Alex pulled Olivia closer, cheek to cheek. "Everyone was staring at you tonight, staring at how beautiful you are."

Alex couldn't see Olivia's cheeks turn a pinkish hue at the compliment.

And this dress on you…" she said running her hands down Olivia's backside.

"So you're happy with your purchase," Olivia teased.

"It's the best thing I've ever bought," Alex said with her voice breathy as she leaned back so her eyes could now trace the swell of Olivia's breasts.

"So I should keep the dress on all night?"

"Hell no," Alex said grinning as her hands went to Olivia's hips. The feel of the silk was a precursor to touching Olivia's skin.

Alex leaned against Olivia kissing her, easily lost in the feel of her soft plump lips.

"Alex," Olivia said between breaths.

"Hmm?"

"We're not going too fast are we?"

Alex stopped, looking at Olivia seriously, "do you think we are? We can take a step back if you want…"

"No," Olivia paused laughing to herself at her abrupt answer. "I mean, I just, I want to make sure. With my track record… Olivia bit her lip. "I don't want to mess this up, being with you, I want…"

"I know," Alex said, nodding her head. "I know. That was my biggest fear was screwing this up, permanently losing you because I finally told you how I felt about you, losing you because I'll somehow mess this up."

"I told myself to jump in, to go with how I felt about you, that if you were bold and brave enough to tell me how you felt, then it was a sign that it was time for me to jump in."

"I think it says a lot that we are worried about hurting each other, but we also shouldn't let it stunt us from ever moving forward. And we're both jumping in… but we've also been standing on the side of the pool for a long time."

"I know, it's just new. Well, you and I, these feelings aren't so new, but getting to kiss you, touch you…"

"It feels amazing," Alex grinned.

Olivia let out a breathy laugh, "it does feel amazing."

"Liv, I think we want the same things."

Olivia shook her head agreeing, lost in blue of Alex's eyes.

"You know what else I want?" Olivia asked just as she leaned in kissing Alex once then twice on her jawline. "Lock the door," she whispered against Alex's ear.

Alex was finding it hard to separate herself from Olivia's lips, but she knew she had to get that door closed before she saw or would be able to touch anything below that silk dress.

As soon as the door to Alex's bedroom clicked shut and the lock turned, Olivia was the one that had Alex against the back of the door, her lips kissing down her neck, nibbling at her collar bone. Alex's hand's reached under the hem of Olivia's dress, pushing it upward, feeling lace and a firm round ass.

She squeezed Olivia's ass cheeks as she pulled her almost impossibly closer.

Alex had worn a light cashmere wrap sweater with white pants that evening. "I love this color on your skin," Olivia said referring to the pale pink. "It reminds me of your lips, you nipples…" Olivia grinned as she whispered against Alex's ear, "the color of your cheeks when you blush."

Alex at that point was certainly blushing.

Olivia snaked her fingers below the sweater, the soft cashmere against the back of her hands, Alex's soft skin against her palms. Alex bit her lip in anticipation, grinning, knowing…

Olivia pulled the blonde's sweater loose, parting the sweater so her eyes went immediately to Alex's nude-colored silk and lace-covered breasts. She then pushed the seater off the blonde's shoulders, Olivia instantly kissing the now faded scar of Alex's gunshot wound. When she looked back at Alex, she couldn't hide the tears that had weld up in her eyes.

"Liv."

"I should have told you I loved you then. You lying there on the sidewalk. I regretted never telling you…"

"Hey, hey… that's all over," Alex assured her. "We're here now, we're together now."

Olivia shook her head, melding her lips once again to Alex's. She unbuttoned Alex's pants to reveal the matching nude panties.

Pushing her pants to the floor, Alex now stood in front of Olivia her thin, toned frame, her alabaster skin, long her blonde hair resting on her shoulders… "You're so incredibly beautiful," Olivia said, taking the sight of Alex in.

Alex took a step back, "turn around," she instructed. Olivia did, feeling Alex reach for the zipper on her dress. She pulled her hair to the side so Alex could slide the zipper down her back. Olivia let her dress fall to the floor. She stood in front of Alex, her thick strong thighs, her voluptuous breasts the curved of her body that Alex had been salivating all night for, was covered in black lace.

"Holy fuck," Alex said barely above a whisper as her hands went immediately to Olivia's breasts.

They contrast in their bodies, the color of their skin, was all so tantalizing.

Alex knew Olivia had curves, she anticipated her breasts, but she was suddenly awestruck just how beautiful, how unbelievable sexy Captain Olivia Benson was.

Olivia suddenly grinned, "you know you could have better access to those," she said referring to Alex's hands that were now gently palming her lace-covered breasts.

"Oh God, yes please," Alex said grinning devilishly.

Olivia laughed, she loved Alex's anticipation, she loved that she was salivating looking at her. Olivia unlatched her bra, her breasts now on display. Olivia could have sworn she heard Alex let out a growling sound as she took the sight of her in and then backed Olivia on to the bed.

Olivia lay there, her head against the pillows, her olive skin against the stark white sheets as she watched Alex slowly climb on top of her, Alex's long legs now straddling her.

This had been a fantasy - Alex's legs wrapped around her.

Alex's core ground against Olivia's as she leaned in, her mouth capturing Olivia's left nipple, licking and sucking…

Olivia had managed to undo Alex's bra and threw it to the side before their lips once again found the others

"Alexxxx," Olivia begged, "please…" She could no longer take Alex grinding against her.

Alex raised off of Olivia, sliding downward. She took great pleasure in slowly pulling Olivia's panties down her tan thighs. Alex salivating at the site of Olivias' glistening lower lips. The blonde didn't hesitate as she parted Olivia's legs and positioned herself between them. "I finally get to taste you," she said running her hands up and down Olivia's thighs.

Alex began to kiss Olivia's inner right thigh, getting closer and closer to her destination.

With Olivia's hands in her hair, Alex's mouth sank into Olivia's folds, and Olivia let out the breath she had been holding in anticipation. Alex's tongue darted back and forth tasting Olivia for the first time.

Olivia's body arched slightly at the sensation as Alex found her rhythm. "Oh God, Alex…" the brunette breathed as she lavished in the feel of Alex's warm tongue against her.

Alex then slid two fingers inside Olivia letting her settle around her, then a third, never leaving her clit unattended.

Olivia gripped Alex's hair, she gripped the pillow behind her. It felt like every nerve in her body was on fire.

She held on as long as she could until her belly burned, her body shook until she could no longer take the power of the orgasm Alex was giving her.

Alex slowed, kissing Olivia's body once again, letting her calm down.

Alex climbed up the bed slowly on her hands and knees, lying down beside Olivia as she watched Olivia's chest rising and falling.

Olivia laughed.

She laughed out loud in a euphoric state. "God, Alex." Olivia repeated, her voice, hoarse.

Alex resting her head on her elbow, reached for the gold necklace around Olivia's neck, playin' with the circled charm between her fingers.

She had thought about it a million times, about going down on Olivia, about tasting her. And now there she was lying beside her, Olivia with the sheen of sex covering her body, and a content smile on her face.

Olivia took Alex's hand holding it against her chest before looking at Alex.

Alex grinned, seeing that her talents were appreciated.

Olivia quickly sat up, now hovering over her, kissing her, re-igniting their fire.

That gold necklace was now dangling, dragging against Alex's breasts.

She ran her hand down Alex's stomach, teasing the blond's panties that were soaked through.

Alex let out a breathy sigh in anticipation of Olivia touching her. The woman she has wanted to be with for so long, the woman in her mind she had been with for so long.

Olivia slid her hand below Alex's panties. Her middle and pointer fingers glided through Alex's folds and Alex's moaned quietly, already so sensitive to her touch. Olivia pulled Alex's panties off, throwing them near her discarded bra on the floor beside the bed.

Alex was so wet, so ready as she leaned back in to kiss her passionately. Olivia slipped her fingers back between Alex's folds. She knew it wouldn't take Alex long the was her body was reacting to her touch.

Olivia pressed her body against Alex's and didn't break eye contact with her and she moved her fingers back and forth across Alex's clit. She would watch her, be right there when she came.

Alex was lost.

She was lost in the feeling of the way Olivia was holing her and watching her son intently. Alex was lost in the feeling of Olivia taking her to the edge.

As Alex's body tightened, as her thighs cliched around Olivia's hand, a small cry slipped from her parted lips as Alex came hard.

The blonde's eyes closed lazily as Olivia kissed her gently. Kissing her breast, Olivia's lips circling Alex's light pink nipples as Alex's body relaxed. She felt Alex take a deep slow breath, she could tell she was revealing in the sensation as she came down.

They held each other for a moment, leaving their union for the moment in silence. It felt merciful that they were lying there together. The way it felt to kiss and touch … To be in love with someone and finally get physically be with them.

"It seems surreal to be lying here with you." Alex said, as Olivia pulled the sheet up around and settled into Alex's arms.

"For a long time, I would stop my thoughts from going further…" Olivia confessed. "I didn't know why I was thinking about you that way, this way. But it excited me, it intrigued me. Then I started letting myself, letting my imagination run wild. Sometimes I felt guilty, sometimes it was a way to put all the different feelings I had felt for you over the years into perspective. I was attracted to you, to your mind, to your body…"

Alex moved strands of Olivia's hair from her face, caressing her cheek, "I had no intentions of telling you how beautiful you are or how I had fallen in love with you the day I walked into the precinct 20 years ago.…"

"Maybe it wouldn't be what it is now, maybe it wouldn't feel like this. If we had told each other 20 years ago."

"Maybe, but I also feel so foolish when I have been in love with you for so long."

"Hey," Olivia said looking up at Alex. "No regrets remember? Sometimes waiting is the hardest part. But from here on out, we here, we're together." Olivia assured her.

Alex shook her head against the pillow. "From here on out," she repeated.

It wasn't long before their whispers stopped and their roaming hands stilled.

They had fallen asleep, finally in each other's arms.