Thank you blue and Cassie for reading this over and for all your suggestions and help with this fic I love you guys ! This story is inspired by "dress" by Taylor swift
Harvey asked her out.
It's weird to think about. For a long time she thought maybe something would happen, but then, she gave up hope because he never showed that he was capable of wanting more. At least with her. Which hurt. A lot.
But today, Harvey came into her office with flowers and asked her if she was free for dinner. Donna was shocked. She said yes, of course, because who wouldn't want to know what would happen on a date with Harvey Specter
Going about her day, her mind can't stop wandering to the date. She is going on a date with thoughts only excite her further, fluttering her stomach with anticipation.
Donna decides to leave a little bit early to buy a dress. She knows any of her dresses would be great for their plans tomorrow, but she wants something new. Something she hadn't worn to the office and something that didn't have any memories of past lovers.
Donna walks into Mon Amour Boutique and looks through their selection until finally she sees a beautiful green piece. It's a spaghetti strap dress with silky fabric and a dangerously low v neck. She takes it from the rack and walks to the fitting room. After slipping up the zipper she looks in the mirror and immediately notices how the deep green makes her skin milky, the way it hugs her breasts with just enough of the curve of her cleavage peeking from the cut of the dress. It fits snuggly around her hips and it looks beautiful. Donna knows that this is the dress, and that she's going to blow Harvey's mind. She takes it home, thinking about the following night.
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The next day flies by. Harvey comes by her office a few times, openly flirting with her, making comments that she can't help but blush to. She doesn't know what's gotten into him lately, but it does make her smile. She takes a deep breath, looking forward to tonight.
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Donna is in the middle of recurling some of her hair when she hears a knock, and she checks the time. Harvey had arrived right on time at 7.30. She opens the door and there he is in a Tom Ford suit, looking handsome as ever. He's holding a bouquet of red lilies in his hands. She watches as he looks up and down and breathlessly says, "Wow you look," he pauses then continues. "Beautiful." She sees him gulp.
Tucking her hair behind her ear she smiles at him. "Thank you, Harvey. I'm almost done, I just need to grab a jacket." She walks towards her room but hears him walk in and close the door, and once she returns she sees the lilies on the kitchen table. As she's putting them in a vase she can feel the burn of his stare behind her.
He smiles at her. "You're welcome. You ready to go?" he says, looking into her eyes.
She nods her head and they walk to the elevator. Not knowing what tonight will be like has Donna's nerves in a frenzy. Her hands feel shaky, but what makes her feel better is that Harvey seems nervous, too. He's a little bit quieter than usual and he's still fidgeting with his hands.
"So which restaurant are we going to?" she says, trying to break the ice.
"La Grenouille," Harvey answers, as he smiles at her.
Her heart warms. That restaurant was known for being romantic. She beams. "I can't wait, I've been hungry all day and I love their food.
Harvey chuckles. "See, I knew you would like that restaurant and that's why I picked it."
She hums, grinning at him. Walking outside her apartment, she sees Ray standing outside, and they exchange hellos as they get inside the Towncar. Harvey sits right next to her, his hands clasped together on his legs. She looks out the window as the roads pass by. It's quiet in the car which isn't how Harvey usually is with her. Instead, he's looking out the window. She smiles, hesitating for a brief moment before she puts her hand on his. She caresses along the back of his thumb as a way to tell him that he doesn't have to be nervous. That it's them.
He nods, not needing to use words, reading everything on her face.
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They're sitting in a private area as the waiter pours red wine while they eat their food. She decides to ask the question that's been on her mind all day, not able to hold back the curiosity "So, this is a date?" She shyly looks at him.
He looks down, then chuckles, and looks back up at her. "It is," he whispers.
She pulls in a breath. She can't help but ask for more. "Why?"
He looks at her intensely and she feels like he's reading her soul.
"Because Donna," he starts but then pauses as she waits for him to continue. "Because it was time. Donna, you are the most important person in my life and it hit me that we should be together if you'll have me. I wanted to do it right and take you out first. And if you don't feel the same way then I understand, but judging by the way you're looking at me right now I think I'm right and that you do feel something too." He places his hands on hers.
She looks at him, cheeks red and eyes filled with pure love and unshed tears. "I do," she whispers. He's telling her everything she's ever wanted to hear from him. The butterflies in her stomach get even stronger as he caresses her hand.
"How about we eat some of our food and enjoy each other's company for now?"
She nods and starts to dig into her pasta.
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After finishing their food and drinks, they leave the restaurant hand in hand. The night had been filled with laughter, ending with Harvey grabbing her hand as they walked to meet Ray. Noticing Ray smiling at them, she looks back at Harvey with a grin and it only gets bigger seeing that he matched hers, too.
He brings her in close once they're in the car. His hand goes over her shoulder as her head falls back to rest against him. She glances at him. "This is nice."
He smiles, agreeing with her.
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Fingers intertwined, they walk up to Donna's apartment after Ray drops them off. She turns around and he can see desire written all over her face.
"Do you want to come inside?"
He nods. They walk in and he sits down in the living room while she pours him a drink. He gets up when she's walking to him with a smile and takes both of the drinks from her, setting them on the coffee table. She looks at him questioningly, but before she can ask, he kisses her. His lips taste sweet like the wine they had at dinner but even more they feel warm, fully inviting her senses into wanting more. Donna runs her fingers through his hair, their tongues teasing, dancing, and it feels like a metaphor for their relationship over the years. They finally part, wanting for air.
Their foreheads lean together, with Harvey running his hands up and down her waist.
"Donna," he murmurs, giving her a look that tells her everything that he's feeling in the moment. With them they don't need to use a lot of words, they know each other well enough to know what they mean through their expressions. Donna kisses his lips and then takes a hold of one of his hands walking them towards her bedroom.
They kiss again and she turns around, letting him pull down the zipper to her dress. Harvey brings her hair to the side and leaves a pepper of kisses along her shoulder. He lets the dress fall and quickly turns her around, and she gasps. He quickly realizes she isn't wearing a bra right about the time she loses her step, and they both fall onto the bed together, laughing.
His laughter slowly fades as he stares at her.
"Donna..." He takes a deep breath and her heart melts from the way he's looking at her. "You look beautiful," he says, giving her the purest look she's ever seen.
She smiles, not saying anything as she brings him into a kiss.
As their intensity grows, he quickly flips them over and immediately finds one of her breasts.
Kissing down her neck and nibbling on her skin, she moans out the pleasure of looking down at him while he kisses down her body, never pausing from his attention to her nipple.
He takes off her panties and starts lapping at her with his tongue; she tastes like sweet honey. Her fingers are around his hair as he continues to work on her clit. She's moaning and arching her back until she finally lets go, still coming down from her high when he places his lips onto hers, letting her taste herself.
Donna grabs his boxers and eagerly helps him take them off. She takes his cock with her hands, her eyes mesmerized at the length of him. She moans at the feeling, thinking about how he felt last time inside her. He groans when she begins to twist her hand around his dick. "I need you," she breathes out, letting go of him.
He positions his cock at her entrance and slowly enters her. She gasps while looking into his eyes as he stretches her out. The feeling of two souls coming together as one is the best feeling in the world. Her heart beats rapidly, her stomach fluttering.. They fit perfectly together.
He gives her time to adjust to his size until a few moments go by and he starts moving. He starts slowly, wanting to savour the moment. He drops down, letting his forehead rest against hers. She moans again, wrapping her legs tightly around him.
"Fuck Harvey. Please go faster. I—"
He covers her mouth with his and speeds up.
Feeling overwhelmed by the pace, she tells him she's close.
He goes harder, trying to hold back until she's there. As she's crying out from release, he whispers, "I love you."
He follows her after several thrusts. They're both panting and he moves her hair behind her ear, kissing her. Looking at her lovingly.
She murmurs, "I love you too," and plants her mouth on his again.
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