AN: *drumroll* It's here! The much requested smutty addendum to my little fic. As you will see, I embedded the action in the last chapter. Some requested it to be very smutty. I don't know if I fulfilled your expectations, but I did my best. Thank you, thank you, thank you for all your kind reviews, follows and faves. You guys are the best!

This chapter is M-rated, so you were warned!

Wednesday. After Dark.

He kissed her back with a passion that she had never experienced before, but her words echoed in his head.

"You don't know everything," he said when the need for oxygen had gotten too important.

"Excuse me?" Donna asked. She almost sounded insulted.

"You didn't know how I feel about you."

"So? You didn't know how I feel about you either. And how many times have you told Mike or anyone else for that matter how well you can read other people?"

"You're not other people. You're Donna," he told her with raised eyebrows.

"What does that mean?"

"It means you're a hell of an actress. Aside from you telling me that you weren't in love with me, how was I supposed to know that you were only playing to not be interested in me?"

"Huh. You might be right," she concluded as his words settled.

"I mostly am," he said casually and shot her a cocky grin.

"I really like your humility," Donna said with sarcasm dripping from her voice.

"And I really like you in that dress," he smiled sexily.

"You should see me without it," she teased.

His hands circled her waist to pull her closer. "I can't wait."

"Perhaps you don't have to wait all that long..."

Harvey let her words hang in the air for a second. He felt so happy in that moment. And giddy. And extremely turned on by both her words and appearance. He pressed his lips to hers, but this time didn't wait until she granted him access to her mouth. He snaked his tongue between her lips. She groaned at his impatience, while at the same time loving his fervor. Finally he saw her and was more than willing to satisfy all her needs. She couldn't believe they were finally there. Donna felt his hands on her waist and willed them higher.

She broke their kiss. "Not to reopen those negotiations from before, but we are currently on your couch. What do you say we move this to the bedroom, where we have more space?"

"More space, huh? More space for what exactly?" he teased her.

She raised her left eyebrow in delight before leaning in to whisper in his ear. "More space to make you come."

Her words triggered a wave of lust that coursed through his body with lightning speed. Harvey got up from the couch to extend both of his hands and help her up. She let him pull her close to him, her hands first in his hair, then slowly descending down his back before settling on the firm cheeks of his ass. Having moved her hair out of the way with one hand, he placed open-mouthed kisses on her neck and groaned when she used her leverage to pull him even closer to her to slowly grind her hips into his.

He hissed before he whispered her name, the assault on his senses too much. Slowly he moved them in the general direction of his bedroom.

"You have no idea how much I've been wanting to take that dress off you," he mumbled into her neck, his eyes closed.

"Tonight's your lucky night," Donna replied with a very sultry tone of voice.

She walked backwards and pulled him with her, their mouths never breaking contact. Donna made quick work of the buttons on his shirt, her touch causing goosebumps on his body. When she had freed him of the offending garment, she finally could roam his toned chest with her hands. Her eyes found his, a gleam of amusement in his.

"What?" she asked.

"Here I thought I was the impatient one..."

"Ten years, Harvey," she said, surprised by her words, yet glad she could utter them. "You have no idea what I've been wanting to do in a decade of just being able to look at you."

He shot her an honest smile. He'd be lying if he said the same wasn't true for him. "Likewise."

Harvey grabbed her shoulders and turned her around. She was now facing his bed. He moved the thick curtain of hair out of his way and planted gentle kisses on the side of her neck while his fingers fumbled with the zipper of her dress. Her impatience grew together with the anticipation of what was about to happen. Only when the fabric of her dress pooled at her feet did Harvey allow himself to touch her skin. His hands slid down her arms before they moved to her stomach. Donna was almost shivering under his touch, her eyes pinched closed. Harvey ran his hands up where they made contact with the cups of her pale lavender bra. She moaned loudly and dropped her head back on his shoulder. Her nipples hardened in response to his fingers gently pinching them. But he needed more, needed to feel her skin. His hands found the clasp on the back of her bra and deftly opened it before carefully peeling the cups from her body. Donna felt his unmistakably growing arousal against her ass, which made her turn back around to face him. His eyes were almost black with lust, matched only by the need visible in hers.

Donna kissed Harvey impatiently while his warm hands finally made contact with her bare breasts. He felt their weight in his hands, massaged them, and pinched her nipples between his thumb and forefinger.

"God," she moaned quietly and nearly stumbled over her dress.

She quickly stepped out of her heels and kicked them out of the way. Her hands now on the zipper of his pants, she opened the fly and was met with his manhood. Harvey closed his eyes in pleasure, her ministrations nearly causing him to come there and then. She stroked him over his boxers when she heard him hiss again. Harvey knew he had to take the reins, and soon, or he would embarrass himself. He kissed her sweetly, then his tongue went to explore the rest of her body. It blazed a trail of want and need across her jaw before his head dipped lower. Only quickly did he suck on her pulse point before his tongue left the spot to connect each and every freckle on her chest. His entire universe was in those freckles, and he couldn't help but taste every single one. The closer he got to the valley between her breasts, the tighter her grip on his head became. Donna felt the overwhelming need to guide him further down, but through all the brain fog her arousal had brought, she was still curious what he was going to do with her.

When they reached the edge of his bed, Donna wanted nothing more than to be freed of her underwear, but Harvey had other ideas. First, he took off his pants before he pulled her close to him for another searing kiss. Her bottom lip still between both of his, his hands roamed her back where they descended to settle on her ass. He played with the top of her panties, running his fingers under the waistband with the sole purpose of driving her crazy with anticipation.

"Harvey," she whined.

"Patience," he urged her as his tongue finally reached her hard nipple. He sucked it in his mouth while he caressed her other breast with his right hand. He switched places after an eternity and a half, which had Donna writhing in pleasure. Still standing up this entire time, she wanted nothing more than getting laid, in both senses of the word. His left hand was still busy with teasing the waistband of her undergarment. Her hands found his head as her impatience grew to an excruciating degree. When she thought she couldn't stand another second of the sensual torture he was putting her through, his grip on her panties tightened. He bunched up the pale lavender fabric in his fist and pulled it upwards, gently at first. Her eyes shot open and found his, her questioning look penetrating the air. Harvey intensified the force with which he pulled at the garment, making her gasp in surprise before she realized what his action triggered. The friction his movement brought with it was too much and not nearly enough for her sensitized flesh.

Harvey switched up his movement on her panties, letting the fabric go before again pulling it up. His mouth was still busy with her breasts, where he gently bit down on her rosy nipples before soothing them with his tongue. Donna didn't know what to focus on; the friction on her slit and the ministrations on her breasts were kicking her arousal into overdrive. She was slave to whatever he had in store for her and loving every minute of it.

His own arousal painfully obvious in his tenting boxer briefs, Harvey loved to torture her while at the same time not being able to wait to fill her with his manhood. He decided to move the process along and let go of her breasts with his mouth. He licked a trail of kisses down her stomach, dipped his tongue in her belly button and let go of her panties. Both of his hands closed in on the cheeks of her ass, while his lips approached her still covered mound. The scent of her arousal made his mouth water. He squeezed her ass just as his face was level with her sex. Harvey pressed his mouth against her center and deeply inhaled. His tongue traced the soaked fabric just as his eyes made contact with hers. Her look was pleading him to rid her of that final barrier, and his replied with strong agreement. Harvey's fingers again found the waistband of her panties, only to push them down this time. He eased the garment down her long, pale legs, and when she had stepped out of her underwear, his hands pushed her down by her hips. She landed on his bed, the sheets cool in comparison to her heated skin.

Donna sat on the edge of the mattress, but Harvey made no move to join her on the bed. Instead, he got up from his crouching position to move to the headboard where he picked up a big pillow. Donna's eyes followed his body, her gaze firmly settled on his erect cock hidden by his dark blue underwear. He came back to the foot of the bed and dropped the pillow in front of her feet. For Harvey, this wasn't the usual give-receive-intercourse game he'd been playing with most if not all of his former sexual partners. This time, he wasn't only giving in order to receive. He couldn't wait to taste her, to feel her core on his tongue.

At first, he only looked at her, how her breasts rose and fell with each intake of air. Harvey compared the image of her to the one he had stored away for ten years. She hadn't changed much. If anything, she was even more gorgeous to him. Her skin felt like silk, her body was more toned from years of doing yoga. He kneeled and for the first time dared to look at the apex of her legs. The smattering of trimmed curls were wet, and he blew cool air across her core. Donna propped her upper body on her elbows and watched him. This was like her birthday and Christmas combined. Harvey's head between her legs, in his apartment nonetheless. She never could have imagined being seduced by him that way.

He tried his best to avoid the spot she wanted to be touched at so much, focusing his attention first on her outer, then her inner folds before dipping his tongue into her entrance. And even though there was more than enough natural lubrication, Harvey really needed to taste her again after such a long time that had passed since he last had the opportunity to do so. The thought alone made him reconsider his resolve and his tongue moved up her slit. A load moan escaped her mouth when he reached her clit.

"You feel incredible," she said through moans.

"I've waited so long," he replied and caused a shiver to run through her body.

His unparalleled passion for her had her on the brink of her orgasm in no time. He sucked her clit into his mouth, held it gently between his teeth and flicked against it with his tongue. With his fingers he spread her folds before he inserted first one, then another finger into her tight heat. He lazily pumped in and out of her and focused his movement on his mouth. When he started humming against her bundle of nerves, she lost control and her hips started bucking wildly. And then she snapped. Her core spasming around his face. Her walls damn nearly breaking his fingers in the process. Harvey increased the pressure on her clit and had her gasp his name. He eased her down from her high with gentler licks. She panted heavily, a pure feline smile of satisfaction playing at her lips.

Harvey gave her a couple moments to recover. He rid himself of his boxer briefs and socks before he joined her on the bed, his cock jutting proudly in the air. She patted his cheek with her one hand, while the other sought out his erection. Their lips found each other and she took him in for a deep, open-mouthed kiss that gave her a taste of her arousal. She rolled on her side as her arms wrapped around his muscular back.

"That," she said in between kisses, "was spectacular."

"Comes with the name," he mumbled in response.

She slowly scooted down, peppering his chest with kisses, his straining erection her goal. When she reached her destination, she hastily sucked his cock into her mouth, her tongue trailing the thick vein on the underside. Harvey closed his eyes in pleasure and nearly lost it. What he had shown in restraint and control, she didn't care about and went straight for the gold. Her body now left the bed to take residence on the pillow he had placed there for himself. Their now reversed position allowed Donna to reciprocate, which she desperately wanted to do. Her hands on his thighs, she started to work his shaft with her mouth only. A deep, low growl escaped his throat in response to her ministrations. He was afraid he wasn't going to last long if she kept up her assault on his senses.

"Donna," he urged as he pulled her back up by her arms.

A questioning look spread on her face. She wanted so badly to repay the favor, to show him how much she loved and wanted him. A feeling of insecurity crept inside her chest. Had she done something wrong?

"Not tonight," he reasoned. She never would have thought he'd say that. It definitely wasn't like that the other time, where both were younger, their kisses sloppier and perhaps the selfishness more pronounced.

Part of her still wanted to take him fully in her mouth and feel his orgasm on her tongue. Shoving away the slightest feeling of hurt, she asked, "Why?"

He closed his eyes briefly, but remained determined to not let her get her way. The temptation was definitely there, but unlike the first time they slept together, he was certain that there would be other times after that. They had plenty of time to explore each other thoroughly. Harvey opened his dark eyes and raised his head to come closer to her face. He pressed a gentle kiss on her lips that were swollen from their kisses, and said honestly, "I want to be deep inside you when that hair trigger is pulled."

His words sent another wave of lust to her core, her heart nearly thumping out of its confines. She kissed him passionately, her tongue thrusting into his mouth, and a hum esacping her throat.

"Do you want me to get dressed?" he asked her then, completely throwing her off.

"What?" she asked, her voice bordering on shrill.

"With a condom I mean," he explained with a self-satisfied grin.

She nodded, and he moved away from her. He grabbed a condom from his nightstand and ripped the packet open.

"Let me do it," she demanded and was met with a curious look and raised eyebrow. He handed her the condom nonetheless and scooted back to her.

She pinched the reservoir closed and put the condom on the head of his cock, hesitating before pushing it all the way down. Her touch was gentle at first, but it got firmer the further down her fingers slid. Harvey released a breath through his nose and watched her intently. For the briefest of moments he thought a condom might be unnecessary because she felt so damn good that his orgasm seemed imminent. But he willed himself to stay calm, reciting baseball stats in his head.

When she was done with the job, she arched her left eyebrow. "Ready?"

He gave her a nod and she took hold of the base of his shaft while straddling his thighs. She teased her entrance with his erection at first, getting it slick with her juices. Harvey's eyes were glued to their connection, eager to finally be buried inside her. She raised her hips before sinking down on his impressive length and taking him in to the hilt. Dual moans filled the bedroom as they both got used to the sensation of hard and soft flesh intertwined. Harvey's hands found her thighs and gave them an encouraging squeeze. She slowly started moving up and down his pole, unable to understand the sensation he caused in her. It was almost too much, too surreal. Her slick folds rubbed up and down his shaft while her clit got stimulation from his pubic bone and the base of his cock. She picked up speed, seemingly no longer in control of her movements.

Harvey was mesmerized by her. After all the doubt and back and forth and nearly a decade of uncertainty, he needed to see her like this. Her wanting him as much as he wanted her, their connection finally on a level where they both wanted the same thing at the same time.

"Harvey," she panted.

His arms snaked from her thighs to her lower back where they ascended to her shoulders. He pulled her down for a kiss, which only increased the friction on her bundle of nerves. Donna rocked back and forth, her movements being matched by his hips.

"God, I love you," Harvey whispered. For a moment she thought she had misheard.

He felt her inner walls gripping him more tightly and he knew she was almost there. He hugged her even closer to his chest, crushing her full breasts against him and taking full possession of her mouth. The palms of his hands moved down her back again. He grasped her ass and gently pulled at the cheeks. She felt unbelievably good in his hands. Her gasp and his contorted face announced their impending orgasms. Donna's inner walls sucked him even further in before she milked him with her frenzied climax.

Minutes later, when moans were replaced by hums and hums gave way to more even breaths, she lifted her head and gave him an almost chaste kiss. Both took trips to the bathroom afterwards, but Harvey didn't come back to bed immediately. Instead he made a detour to the record player where he flipped the Miles Davis record. When he returned to her, they were facing each other in a tight embrace. While his hold on her was not as strong as a couple minutes ago, he still hugged her and kissed every inch of her face, neck and chest he could reach.

"I have no words," she said then.

He scoffed. "That would be the first. Should I give you some examples? How about amazing?"

"Mind-blowing," she countered.

"Earth-shattering," Harvey suggested.

"Unparalleled."

"Indescribable."

"How about the best?" Donna said, his heart swelling to unknown dimensions.

"Best?" he asked his raised eyebrows.

"Best," she assured.

"So it's downhill from here?"

"No, we got room for improvement," she said casually to tease him.

"Like?"

"Like you letting me bring you to an orgasm with just my hands and mouth."

He was surprised by her openness, yet he knew Donna was nothing if not open about most things. "We have time for that later. I didn't want tonight to be about me."

"How noble of you."

"I'd say so," he gave her a genuine smile.

"I have another improvement," Donna suggested while scooting closer to him.

"Shoot."

"We need to move that bed of yours to the other side of the room."

"Why?"

"Who puts their bed in the way of a view like that?" she asked him and motioned to the skyline right behind his headboard.

"I do."

"You do many stupid things."

"I made you come twice in an hour and you're already nagging me about the arrangement of my furniture?"

"Add to that the years and years where I've kept my mouth shut. I'd say I've shown a great deal of restraint so far."

"At least in that department..."

His remark earned him a soft punch on his shoulder. "So?"

"So what?"

"Are you gonna move it to that wall?" she asked and motioned to her right.

"We'll see."

"How can I make you change your mind?"

"I don't know."

"I'm pretty sure someone was watching us from the other building."

"OK, we'll move it in the morning."

After their exchange a comfortable silence settled between them. Donna's right hand slowly stroked up and down his back, from his shoulder blade to the dimples above his ass, while his played with her hair. In the darkness of his bedroom, she saw the tiniest smile playing at his lips.

"What?" she asked him to explain what caused this smile.

His smile widened before he pressed a tender kiss to her now barely swollen lips. "Nothing, it's just that I never would have thought our first time could be topped."

Her hazel eyes bored into his brown ones. Her heart started racing. She felt like running out on his terrace and screaming in pure bliss. All those doubts that have been locked in a compartment of her brain for an entire decade were successfully crushed and his words made her feel more secure, confident and sexy than she had ever felt. Her smile put his to shame now, and Harvey didn't know what to make of her reaction. She almost seemed like in trance.

"Donna?"

"Hm? Oh. I, uh, I don't know what to say, Harvey. I feel so fucking relieved," she beamed. Knowing that he never considered their first time to be subpar made her feel like the queen of sex.

"Because of what I said?" he wondered.

"Yes," she said and swallowed. Should she come clean? Her hand halted its movement in his back before she moved it to his face.

He got a bit nervous. She seemed to be about to confess something to him he wasn't sure he'd want to hear. "Well?"

"Back when we slept together all those years ago, I wasn't all too sure if you had enjoyed it," she told him. Her eyes piercing his, waiting for his reaction.

"You're kidding, right?"

"I'm really not," she said and took a breath. "When you asked to meet me and offered me a job, it was basically sealed for me that you didn't think our night together was worth repeating."

Harvey shook his head. He couldn't believe how much he'd hurt her over the years. He gently kissed her then, hoping to erase the memory she just described. "After that night, how could you doubt I had enjoyed it? If anything, you pretty much spoiled me for others."

"Stop. You don't mean that."

"If it really were true and I didn't like our night, why do you think I was more than ready for a repeat at the Pearson Hardman retreat five years ago?"

"I don't know. We were really tipsy. And we both know your memory isn't the best sometimes."

"Donna," he said and ran his fingers along her cheek. "I remember everything from that night. And for the record, I offered you the job for one reason only: You're the best and I knew that a screw-up like me couldn't make you happy back then. But working together, well, kept us together."

"Until you were ready."

"Exactly."

"Are you ready?"

"God yes," he said and chuckled. "Are you?"

"I was ready then, and I'm more than ready now."

"Good. I hope you'll be able to forgive me for stringing you along. Which is why I was so hesitant in the first place. I was afraid I had hurt you too much," he confessed. After a long while of silence he asked her quietly, "Have I?"

"Perhaps you have. But I'm tough. All's well that ends well," she replied. She also remained silent for a moment before she added, "Why did you wait so long?"

He swallowed and took a breath of air. "This is not something I ever wanted to voice to anyone. For the longest time I didn't think I'd deserve to be loved."

"Why would you think that?"

"Look at me. I'm working in a field where I constantly hurt people. I'm sure there's a special place in hell reserved for me. And on top of that, I wasn't sure if I even wanted to love someone. After everything with my parents..." he couldn't bring myself to finish the sentence. Donna knew what he was going to say. She always knew.

She never expected his insecurities to run that deep though. "So, what changed?"

"It might sound corny, but I really couldn't help it. I couldn't not love you, Donna."

She kissed him gently. "You're such a sap!"

"The one time I'm open about my feelings..."

"I'm sorry. You deserve to be loved. I love you too, you know?" she told him then.

He was relieved at her admission. "I'm really glad you got sick. Everything became so clear. What have we been doing, Donna?"

She looked at him in true Donna fashion then. "We've been getting so close that we became inevitable."

Harvey crushed his lips against hers. He would never let her go.

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