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Chapter 5

They made their way up the stairs to her apartment without a word being spoken between them. Alex let Bobby open her apartment door and guide her inside, taking her coat as she went through the door. She went straight to the couch and sat down heavily. Bobby wasn't sure what to do now to comfort her, but he went to the couch anyway. He had never seen her so distressed.

"Do you want to talk about it, Alex?" Bobby asked softly.

"Not right now. Maybe later."

"Why don't you go take a hot bath and I'll fix us something to eat?" Bobby suggested. Alex wasn't sure she could eat, but a hot bath and maybe a drink sounded good.

"I'm not sure I can eat anything, but maybe a glass of wine and a hot bath would help me to let go of this horrible feeling," she acknowledged.

"Good. Go get the bath going and I'll get you a glass of wine. Then I'll figure out what kind of comfort food I can come up with. Ok?"

Alex gave him a small smile and stood up. As she walked towards the bedroom, she quietly thanked him without turning around. Bobby smiled softly and turned towards the kitchen.

Forty-five minutes later, Alex came out of the bedroom again, dressed in yoga tights and a cotton camisole. Her face was scrubbed clean, her wet hair brushed back, and she smelled of lavender and jasmine. She looked much more relaxed than she had all day.

Bobby was in the kitchen cooking up some spaghetti and sauce, and had an opened bottle of wine on the counter. Alex walked up to the entrance to the kitchen and leaned against the doorway, watching him move around the kitchen. She watched him for several minutes completely silent. She wasn't even sure he knew she was there. He was such a big man, but graceful as he moved around the kitchen, humming quietly to himself. The food smelled delicious and she smiled slightly as her stomach announced her presence. It had been almost an entire day since she had eaten anything. She walked silently up behind Bobby and put her arms around his big frame, burying her face into his back. He stopped stirring the sauce and stood perfectly still, stiffening a little at her touch, and then relaxing into it.

"Bobby, do you have any regrets about anything? " She spoke into his shirt, inhaling the scent of him.

He paused, thinking carefully about his answer. "Of course I do. I don't think you can live without having some regrets about something." He slowly turned in her arms so he was holding her around her waist as she held him. They both stood there, just holding each other, feeling the heat that surrounded them.

"Seeing all those dead cops, knowing what their families have gone through, having gone through it myself when Trent was killed. It could happen to one or both of us tomorrow or the next day. I don't want to leave anything undone, unsaid…" She was speaking softly now, looking up into his eyes, fighting down the tears that threatened in her eyes.

He tightened his grip on her, wanting to protect her from everything, the world, this madman who had attached himself to her, the pain in her eyes and her heart. "Alex…" he whispered, not trusting himself to say more.

She reached her arms up and circled them around his neck, stretching up on her toes and kissed him gently on the lips, her body pressed fully against his. They both gasped at the contact of their lips together, then parting with tongues seeking each other. She could feel the heat from his groin through his clothes and hers. She pressed against him harder, willing herself to become absorbed in him body and soul.

"Alex, what…?"

"Shhh, Bobby. I want you. I have for a long time. I don't want to live without knowing what we would be like together, I don't want to die without having loved you. Please, Bobby?" Alex wasn't actually sure that he wouldn't turn away from her and walk out the door. She held her breath while she peered through his eyes into his mind as he processed what was happening and making his decision.

He pulled her to him tighter, wrapping her up in another kiss. This one claiming her lips, her tongue, her mouth as his. Deeper and deeper he kissed her, pulling her to him, wanting to pull her into himself. Breaking the kiss, he sighed her name, looking deep into her eyes. "I love you Alex. I have for what seems like forever. I want this too, but are you sure you won't have any regrets?"

She laughed huskily, her arousal deepening her voice. "If you don't make love to me right now, right here, you will be the one with regrets," she teased. She raised herself up to him again and kissed him roughly, teeth crashing on teeth, tongues clashing together wildly, grinding her stomach into his hardness.

That was all it took for him. He had waited too long for this moment, fantasized about having Alex in every way possible, and here she was offering herself to him. Without breaking the kiss, he grabbed her and pulled her onto the counter so he could kiss her full on without craning his neck, and so she didn't have to stand on her tip toes. He slipped his body between her legs and she wrapped them around his waist, pulling his erection into her crotch, her wetness already felt through the thinness of her tights. He could smell the scent of her, driving him wild with desire.

"I want to taste you Alex, all of you. I'm going to eat you alive, right here in your kitchen." Bobby's voice was deep and gravely from lust and passion. He stripped her camisole off, looking at her bare breasts in the light. He groaned and dipped his head to one and then the other, licking and sucking, driving the nipples to erect hardness with every touch. Alex groaned and pushed his head against her breast, wanting him to suck harder, making her cry out in pain.

"Yes, Bobby. Harder, take it all in." She could hardly believe the shockwaves going from her hardened nipple to her clit, the pain and pleasure intense like it had never been before.

While Bobby continued his suckling of her breasts, alternating between them, his hands reached the top of her tights, and started to pull them down. Alex wiggled under his hands, lifting her hips so he could slide them down. He barely broke contact with her breasts as he pulled her tights completely off. He stood back, mesmerized by the sight of a completely naked Alex sitting in front of him. His eyes followed her body from her mouth, reddened and raw from his stubble, her nipples erect and hardened, red with the blood coursing to them, her stomach rising and falling from her heavy breathing. He groaned again when he saw her bare pussy, glistening with her juices.

He bent at the waist, looking up into her eyes as he pressed his face between her legs, licking the flowing nectar from her pussy. Alex gasped as she felt his rough tongue against her bare thigh. She leaned back against the counter opening her legs to him, leaning them against his shoulders. He watched her face as he licked her from her asshole to her clit, long and slow, watching as her face went slack with lust and passion. He closed his eyes, taking in the scent, the feel of her, tasting the salty sweetness that was uniquely Alex. He kept up his slow licking, until she was squirming under his caress. "Bobby, please…" Alex moaned. He kept going, long slow lick after lick, stopping only to bite and suck on her clit, driving her out of her mind. She thought that she would simply die of agonizing pleasure if he didn't stop. She could feel her orgasm building deep within her. It had been a very long time, but the feeling was familiar. He kept going, building up speed as he could feel her tightening. Lick, bite, suck. Lick, bite, suck. He pushed his tongue into her sopping wet hole, pressing his whole face against her pussy, getting as deep as possible within her, his nose rubbing her clit as he went. She started pushing against him harder and harder lifting her hips off the counter, crying out as she came. He could feel her juices rushing out of her and into his mouth. He licked and sucked them out of her, never wanting to forget that first time, the taste of her, the smell, her calling out his name breathlessly.

She lay back on the counter exhausted, as he pulled up against her. "Oh, Bobby! Where did you learn to do that?" She asked amazed and breathless. "Never mind, don't answer that question." She reached up to his face bringing it down to hers, licking her juices from his face and lips. "I think one of us is entirely too dressed," she sighed wickedly as she reached for his belt. He laughed a little while he reached to his left and turned off the burners. "Always, the practical one," she sighed, pulling his pants and briefs off roughly. "Here I am trying to get your clothes off, and you're worried about dinner."

"Hey, we are going to be hungry after this. At least I am. And we will need sustenance. I plan to keep this up all night."

"Promises, promises."

As his pants dropped to the floor, she let out a small gasp at the enormity of his cock, her eyes getting big and looking at him in shock and awe. "Ummm…" she said uncertainly.

Bobby looked at her with a shy smile, and whispered wickedly in her ear, "promises, promises."

"Bobby, it's been a long time for me. I know it'll stretch a mile, before it'll tear an inch, but wow…" He laughed loudly at her dirty little statement.

"I won't hurt you, Alex, I promise. And I think you are plenty ready for it."

"You think so?" she teased. She wrapped her arms around his neck, letting him lift her off the counter. She slid one hand down between them, guiding his cock into her very wet opening. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling his erection into her inch by inch. As she lowered herself onto his hardness, they looked into each others' eyes, love pouring from them. She gasped as she felt all of him inside her, never feeling so filled before. He started to move slowly, in and out, her slickness easing the passage. "God, you are so tight, Alex." He wasn't sure how long he was going to be able to hold out. "It's been a long time for me too, and you are so wet and tight," he warned her.

She felt his urgency, and met it with her own, moving faster, forcing him in harder and quicker. "I can't wait any longer Bobby. Harder, harder," she breathed as she moved her hips to his rhythm. She could feel another orgasm building within her, the friction of his movement inside of her and against her clit, creating what could be an even bigger one than she had earlier. She started moaning and crying out his name. Her nails dug into his back. He was getting closer too, and started to shift her hips so he could move the entire length of her wetness, rubbing the tip of his cock repeatedly against the entire length of her opening, forcing himself so deep inside she could feel the pounding on her cervix. Tears started to fall down her face, as she clung to him, riding him, letting him push into her, feeling her climax come and overwhelm her again. He felt her tighten and shudder with her own pleasure, and knew he couldn't hold back any longer. He shoved into her twice more, quick and hard and came deep inside of her, crying out her name in a sob of relief.

He held her there, still inside, unwilling to break the connection. She could feel their combined wetness running down between them, and yet she didn't want to move. Surely he was getting tired of holding her there, but he wasn't going to move. She felt his breathing start to slow down and she bent her head up to kiss him, seeing her tears reflected in his own. She kissed him long and slow, luxuriating in the taste of him, the taste of her on his tongue. He kissed her back, softly, kissing the tears off of her face.

"Alex, I love you." He sighed as he held her there, feeling himself semi-hard still inside of her. He didn't think he could ever get enough.

"I love you too. Thank you. I don't ever want this moment to end."

Bobby pushed some of her weight onto the counter, still keeping himself inside of her. 'Me either, but how about we eat and try again after dinner? I need to refuel."

"Try?" She said mockingly.

"Hey, I'm 45 years old. I definitely need some time to recuperate," he laughed at her tease. "Even with you."

She wiggled and shifted her hips, flexing her vaginal muscles, tightening around his semi-hard cock, causing a stifled groan to escape him throat. "I think you managed just fine. We'll eat some food now, and then we'll have dessert."

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