See Chapter 1 for disclaimers. Yadda, yadda. This chapter has some plot development, but also contains smut, the real, no-holds-barred kind, so reader's beware. Adult content ahead. If you aren't an adult, don't read. If you are easily offended, skip this chapter. You have been warned.

We won't be posting another chapter until after the Easter weekend...things are just going to be too hectic. Enjoy!

Chapter 11

Bobby and Alex stepped out of the empty elevator silently, both caught up in their thoughts. Alex could feel the tension building as the elevator dropped lower and lower to the parking garage. The end of the day was at hand, and while the day had gone as smoothly as possible given everything else, the next step was approaching rapidly and she was nervous.

"So, …" Bobby asked in his twitchy way, rubbing the back of his neck. He knew what he wanted, but wasn't sure, especially given the days events, what Alex was thinking.

"So…" Alex replied, stalling for time.

"You want to go get some dinner or something?"

Alex merely looked at him with a blank stare. His frustration growing at her lack of response, Bobby added "You know you are probably the only person in the world I can't figure out."

Alex smiled at this. She liked having him stumped, even if it was momentary. "Good. A woman has to maintain a sense of mystery I'm told." They approached the SUV and stopped, turning towards each other. The garage was almost empty now.

"Look Bobby, you called me on being honest earlier, so I'm going to be honest now. I feel awkward about you coming home with me tonight, given what happened this morning that was a direct result of it. Regardless of what you might say, I do feel guilty about it." Bobby's heart sank at this. He thought he knew where she was going. "Even so, you are my best friend and I love you, and I can't imagine you not being with me tonight. I want you to stay with me, again. If I thought it would help my guilt, I could claim it was safer for both of us and all that, and it might be, but I want you to stay with me because I can't imagine anything else." The words tumbled out of her mouth. She didn't want to stop herself from telling him, and was afraid her guilt would get in the way.

Bobby's heart leaped up as he started processing her words. She wanted him to stay, and to stay for all the right reasons. Not out of guilt, and not out of fear, but out of love. He looked at her, love flowing from his eyes unhidden by the necessity of the day. "Alex," he paused. "Thank you." He pulled her tightly to him in a big hug, warming her closely in his big black cashmere coat. He could feel her breath against his shirt, and thought he felt the wetness of tears. He pulled away from her and saw a few wet lines from tears that were soaked into his shirt now. "Why?"

"Bobby, I just want us to always remember that we are first, and everything else comes after that. I almost forgot that this morning at the crime scene, and you remembered and held me to it. You make me happy in this crazy world that we live and work in, and even though I sometimes forget it, I am just glad that we have this time now."

He pulled her to him again, tighter, rocking her back and forth. "So, your place or mine?" he said into her hair, his sense of humor back for a short time.

"Definitely mine. I've seen your fridge and I want some real food, not cans of soup or cereal. Besides, it's easier to get a few things from your place and get ready in the morning, than the same from mine," she released him and turned to unlock the SUV. "Let's go, we'll stop at your place and get your stuff and then head home to mine. Ok?"

"Ah, Eames, you weren't actually expecting me to spend the night, were you?" Bobby said with a lecherous leer, knowing it would provoke a reaction.

"Very funny, Goren. Get your cute ass in the car now. I'm hungry and I could use a shower."

"Hmm, sounds promising."

The Man watched outside her apartment as the big detective and his prize practically ran up the stairs through the entry way. They were laughing at each other, and if their hands had not been full they would have probably been pulling off each other's clothes. She carried a large pizza box and he had his fresh suit thrown over his shoulder and a small bag in his other hand. They were tossing comments back and forth at each other, and while he couldn't hear what they were saying, he was sure it was something that would make his blood boil. He could tell the big man was planning on staying the night and making himself at home. And the teasing between the two had clearly put them in a mood for more than pizza. Obviously his threat from earlier in the day had not been enough. It was dangerous, but if it worked he would show them he was in control. That he held their lives in his hands. It was time for a more direct approach.
Alex hurriedly unlocked her door, balancing the pizza box between the wall and her waist. Bobby was trying to grab her and tickle her with his single hand that wasn't already filled with clothing and bags. They were laughing and giggling, forgetting all the days cares behind them. She was laughing so hard she practically fell into her apartment as the door opened and she toppled over the threshold keeping the pizza box upright. Bobby giggled and stepped in and closed the door. "Klutz," he said laughing as he put his stuff off to the side.

"Hey, my balance was off by the pizza and your pushing me around, you big lout," she giggled. He grabbed her, kissing her giggles into silence, their tongues battling for control, still trying to out do the other. She grabbed his hair and neck pulling his head down to her, meeting him touch for touch, rubbing herself against him, feeling him hardened under her ministrations.

She looked up into his eyes, the humor gone now and replaced by a dark lust that made her skin heat up. "Now, I have you. You can either join me now in the shower, or you'll have to wait until after pizza," she teased, knowing perfectly well he wouldn't want to wait.

"Why not now? Before a shower?" he asked as he kissed her neck, pulling her to him.

"Because it is my house, and my rules." She was still trying to tease him, but losing the battle to his kisses and tongue. "Now Bobby." She dropped her hands away from him, and turned towards the bathroom, taking her clothes of as she went, leaving him standing there not quite sure what to do. As her hands dropped her bra on the sofa, his mind was made up. He started towards the bathroom as well, undoing his tie and dropping it alongside her bra as he went.

She stood at the shower with her back to him in her pink silk thong, adjusting the water temperature. "Does this mean you've decided to join me, Goren?" Alex asked, back into the playful mood they were in earlier. "Or do you just plan to watch?" she asked as she turned to him so he could get a good look. His eyes took in her breasts, nipples hardened and reddened with lust, her smooth stomach, the pink patch of the thong that barely covered what he knew was hidden there.

His gaze slid back up to her face, looking at her eyes, watching her enjoyment as she teased him. "You play dirty, Eames." He had already removed his shirt and undershirt in the outer rooms and stood there with his belt undone, but pants still on.

"Yes, well, that is why I need a shower, Goren. I need you to make me play clean. Are you up for it? It certainly looks like it from here," she laughed, eyeing his abundant erection through his pants.

A growl escaped his throat at her laughter, and he pulled the belt off his pants, dropping them where he stood. Two big steps and he had her pinned up against the wall, ravaging her mouth with his own. She groaned into his mouth as his whiskers raked across her skin, sucking his tongue deeper into her mouth. She pulled him slightly backward so they were both standing in the shower, the hot water beating down on their naked bodies, oblivious to everything but the feel of each other's skin and touch. One hand held the back of his head to hers, while the other hand reached for the soap blindly, knowing where it was simply by feel. Alex pushed him back against the wall of the shower, rubbing the soap across his chest, creating suds between her hands and his body. The unique smell of ivory soap filled the shower steam. Her fingers rubbed across his nipples, squeezing them, the soap making the feel of his skin slick against hers. Bobby leaned his weight against the shower wall, willing himself to stay standing, watching her hands move across his body. Soon enough it would be his turn, but in this moment, she could be in control. As the water washed the soap off his nipples, her mouth followed close behind. She sucked and licked bringing them erect in her mouth. Her hands continued soaping their way down his body, following the stripe of dark hair that lined his hardened stomach walls. Her mouth followed her hands again, licking and tasting the skin on his stomach, spending time drilling her tongue into his belly button, feeling him stiffen and groan at the sensation, pleased to hear his already deep voice drop even more.

While her mouth sucked and licked his stomach and belly, her hands rubbed soap suds up and down his shaft, the silken skin rock hard under the touch of her hands. Using the soap as a lubricant, she rubbed his cock from the tip to the base with one hand, and soaped his balls and squeezed them with the other. Bobby sank slightly down at the sensation. "Alex…" he breathed heavily.

"Tsk, tsk. We aren't done playing dirty, Bobby. Patience, patience my love." Alex was feeling elated at the effect her 'shower' was having on Bobby. He had pleased her so much last night she wanted to return the favor.

She soaped up her hands more, using his balls as friction to get more lather onto her hands. She let the water wash the soap off his erection as she bent down to her knees and took it in her mouth. She had never taken anything this large before, so she was a little scared, but determined. She wanted to taste him. She wanted to worship him. Her lips closed on his tip, slowly pushing her mouth down and down. She wanted to get all of him in there, and knew she could if she took it slow. He started to push against her mouth at the sensation, and she pulled back and away. Bobby groaned again as her mouth left him. That sound pleased her. She wanted him, and she wanted to make him crazy with want for her as well. She whispered very primly to him as she looked up into his face, glazed over in lust and desire. "Bobby, what did I say about patience? You must not push in. I want to take it all in, but you have to let me do it. Why don't you sit down so you don't collapse on me?" Bobby let himself slide down the wall until he was in a sitting position on the shower floor.

Once she was sure he was comfortable, she positioned herself over him and slid her mouth onto his cock again. She slowly took his shaft into her mouth, breathing in and out while she inched it further and further towards the back of her throat. One hand cupped the base of his cock, while the other continued to massage and lather his balls. She wanted to get it as far in as possible so she swallowed every few strokes downward, easing it's passage deeper into her mouth.

Bobby's breathing grew shallower as the top of her head was touching his abdomen. He was exerting amazing patience not to take her head and force it down, setting the rhythm for them both. Instead, he kept his hands at his side, clenching and unclenching his fists trying to maintain what little control he had left. This was her party and he was determined to let her lead.

She felt her lips reach her hands and was surprised to find that she had actually managed to get it all in. Alex started moving her mouth up and down, slowly, sucking as she went, tonguing the tip of his cock and starting back down again. While her mouth continued to worship his well-endowed manhood, her hands trailed their way from the balls massage to his ass. Her finger well lubricated with lather, she slipped one into his asshole, feeling him tense at the sensation. Her finger very slowly moved deeper inside feeling for the little nib that she knew would give him so much pleasure. Finding it, she slowly crooked her finger upwards, rubbing it gently. Bobby tensed and moaned, squirming under her touch. "Oh my god, Alex," he breathed, barely able to get the words out. Her mouth clamped down harder on his cock, moving more rapidly now, sucking harder as she reached his tip, then going down again. He finally grabbed her head and pulled her off. "Alex, stop, now. I can't stop if you keep that up."

"Bobby, I don't want you to stop. It's good, it's all good. Let me have you. All of you. I want to taste you, please Bobby," Alex looked into his eyes, wet hair hanging down, looking for a sign from him to continue.

"Are you sure? Alex, really, I won't be…"

Smiling, Alex answered him by taking his cock back into her mouth, sucking him deeper and deeper into the tightness of her mouth. All control lost now, Bobby took her head in his hands, guiding her mouth up and down, two strokes and he burst through, his whole body trembling as he came in her mouth, pouring his seed down her throat, crying out her name as he shot into her. Spent he sunk down into the shower floor, leaning his head back against the tile, water pouring down around him. Alex looked up at him from between his legs, licking the last of his juice off his softening cock. She took up the soap bar from where it had fallen on the floor and finished washing him gently, massaging his legs and feet as she went.

The water was getting colder now as she finished her massage of his feet. He was staring at her through glazed eyes, watching as she touched every inch of his body with her hands, releasing the tension, massaging the calluses on his feet. It was time to get up but he wasn't sure he could after his powerful orgasm. But the water really was cold now, making it more urgent to get moving, so he willed his limbs to get up. Alex stood, pulling him up from where he was sitting. "I think this is a sign we should get out and go eat our cold pizza, my love. You are very nice and clean now, I think."

"You are a very naughty girl, Alexandra Eames," Bobby laughed pulling her out of the shower and handing her a towel.

"You have no idea, Detective. You have no idea." She dried herself off and hung the towel back on the rack. "I hope you brought something to hang out in tonight. Your suit is hardly appropriate, and I'm not likely to have anything that fits you. And, having you walk around my apartment nude all night would not be conducive to eating or sleeping." Alex reached behind the door for her favorite sleeping apparel, a pair of yoga tights and camisole, different than the ones she had been wearing the night before.

"I think I remembered to bring something," Bobby replied, pulling her to him again. "Let's eat. I'm starved."

Alex walked out of the bathroom and through the bedroom door and stopped suddenly. Bobby was so close behind her that he ran into her back. "What?" he asked. He'd been concentrating more on the way she was walking than on anything else.

"Bobby…Look."

Hearing the fear in her voice, he started to look around. The clothes they had left abandoned on the floor had been neatly laid out in the shape of two bodies on the couch, knife strikes through them. Given the knife strikes, if they had been wearing them, they would have been dead. Their gold badges lay neatly on the chest of each ruined shirt. Their pizza lay half eaten on the table, along with a beer and a note on the pizza box.

After looking at the ruined clothing on the couch, Alex walked slowly over to the pizza box, her stomach churning at the thought of someone having been there during their shower. There on the back of the box was a note, written in the fountain pen that Bobby always carries in his brown portfolio.

Alex, Alex, my love. You are a little tigress in the bedroom. Or should I say shower. Have you always been that way? I can't wait for you to be my tigress. That big ape won't have you for long now. I made one mistake. I will not make another. I'm not angry, my path is clear. Your little prank on the news was beneath you both. Shame on you. I'm watching. When the time is right, I will be there. And you will be mine.

TBC………