This chapter is rated mature. The bold lettering indicates a different language, in this case Spanish. Hope you like

"Come on in. It's open." Benson yelled out at the knock on the door.

"Not very safe." Jordan replied as she walked into the apartment.

"Yeah, well I'm armed." Liv countered.

"Cabernet still your favorite?" Jordan asked holding up the bottle of wine.

"It is. I'm surprised you still remember after all these years. So, what did I do to make you leave the way you did?" Olivia asked while opening the bottle of wine, with hurt laced through her playful tone. "Hold on I have to take this call." Liv said before answering her cell phone.

"Benson. Hey. This weekend, that should be fine. Uh-huh. Nope not yet. I just got here, give me some time. Yeah I'll get it out of my system before you get here. Okay, hey can you send me an update on my on-going cases with your itinerary? Thanks. I'll talk to you later. Bye." Liv carried on her conversation completely ignoring Jordan and hung up.

"So, that your partner, boyfriend, girlfriend?" Cavanaugh asked.

"Manhattan's SVU ADA, Casey Novak. You're not off the hook." Olivia answered as she served them dinner. They ate in comfortable silence. Liv got up to clean the dishes, and Jordan moved to help.

"So, you and this Novak, what is she to you?" Cavanaugh asked.

"I'll answer that only if you answer what I asked you." Benson offered. Jordan sighed deeply, and briefly closed her eyes.

"I realized that I was in love with you. I have commitment issues, so I ran." Jordan explained truthfully.

"Wow." Liv whispered.

"I still have commitment issues. I got tired of relocating after the third time. Now I just sabotage the relationship. It's much more cost effective. So, Novak who is she to you?" Cavanaugh continued.

"We've been seeing each other for a couple of weeks." Benson answered.

"So you're exclusive?" Jordan questioned.

"Not while I'm here in Boston. She only asked that when she visits, I focus on her." Olivia replied, and after a light pause moved so that they were facing each other. "I knew that you had commitment issues. That's why even after 2 ½ years, I never told you that I loved you. I did. I just didn't want to scare you away." Liv confessed.

"I knew. I knew that you loved me. I'm sorry; I really never meant to hurt you. If it helps, you're still the only woman I've been with." Jordan told Olivia.

" So, you really are straight then?" Liv asked cautiously.

"Gender was never an issue when it came to you. I fell in love with you, and you just happened to be a woman. I never questioned it, it just was and I was happy. I didn't think it was possible, but you're hotter now than when we were together." Jordan answered honestly, and moved closer to push a stray hair behind Liv's ear. She then placed her hands on the detective's hips.

"Thanks, you're not so bad yourself." Olivia told the ME with a lopsided grin, and pulled her closer.

"At this moment, I'm wondering why I left you to begin with." Jordan said while wrapping her arms around Olivia's neck.

"Me too." Liv said softly, leaning in for a kiss. Only to be stopped by a cell phone ringing.

"I have to get that. I'm on-call tonight." Cavanaugh explained.

"I completely understand." Liv sympathized and released Jordan.

"Cavanaugh. Hey Woody what's up?" Jordan relaxed once the call turned out to be personal. Olivia came up behind her, wrapping her arms around the doc's waist. "No thanks Woody, I'm busy tonight." Jordan told her friend. Liv began placing kisses on Jordan's neck.

"Who are you with, Jordan?" Woody asked over the phone.

"Nobody Woody." The doctor answered. "Liv, knock it off." Jordan whispered to Olivia, who was now grinding her ass.

"You're with Detective Benson, aren't you? What the hell happened between you two this afternoon" Hoyt demanded.

"I gotta go." Jordan managed to get out before hanging up. Liv had placed her leg in-between Jordan's and was making the doc ride her leg. Jordan turned in Liv's arms, facing the detective. "You are so bad." Jordan told Olivia before leaning in to kiss her.

"What is Woody to you?" Olivia asked once the kiss was broken.

"He's a colleague, a friend, but he wishes it was more. I think he loves me. Oh god Liv!" Jordan answered and moaned out as Olivia applied more pressure. Liv started unbuttoning Jordan's shirt leaving kisses on the uncovered flesh. Jordan moaned every time Liv re-found her sweet spots. Olivia threw the shirt across the room, and backed Jordan up against the wall. Jordan went to remove Liv's shirt, but the detective shook her head, and pinned the doctor's arms above her head.

"Uh unh, not yet. You'll get your turn, but not right now." Olivia explained. Jordan nodded in understanding. Liv undid the fastening to Jordan's pants and pulled down the zipper. Jordan moaned in anticipation, and rolled her hips in an attempt to find more contact. Olivia didn't make her wait, and slipped her hand down Jordan's panties, and spread her lips. "God, Jo you're so wet baby." Olivia whispered as she continued to stroke.

"Only you. You're the only one who's ever made me this wet. I need you inside of me." Jordan gasped out. Liv kissed her hard and plunged three fingers into her. "Oh God. Yes, right there. I'm so close. Ah just a little more." Jordan gasped. Liv started picking up the pace. Jordan was matching her thrust for thrust, desperately trying to find something to hold onto.

"Look at me." Olivia ordered. Jordan opened her eyes and stared into Liv's.

"Uh, I'm coming. God, Liv. Oh Yes. Oh right there. God! Yes!" Jordan yelled as her orgasm ripped through her. Olivia continued thrusting, prolonging the orgasm. She removed her finger and licked them clean Jordan moaned and kissed the detective, tasting herself on Olivia's tongue.

"What the hell is going on?" Woody yelled as he stormed into Benson's apartment. Liv quickly turned around, keeping Jordan behind her since the doctor was naked from the waist up. Liv removed the sweater she was wearing over her tee shirt, and handed it to Jordan.

"You want to explain why you busted in my door? You just violated my civil liberties; I can sue you and the city. Now, what are you doing here Detective Hoyt?" Liv threatened and demanded, giving Jordan some time to compose herself.

"I came to see Jordan. She's two apartments down the hall. I heard her voice coming from this apartment; I thought she was in trouble. Jordan, are you okay? Did she hurt you? Force you?" Woody explained and asked trying to get to Jordan, but Olivia wouldn't move. Jordan chuckled lightly, and wrapped her arms around Liv's waist and rested her chin on Liv's shoulder.

"Olivia's never forced me to do anything I didn't want to, and she'd never hurt me. I told you I was busy." Jordan told Hoyt.

"You just met her. You don't know that. Why'd you lie about being alone?" Woody asked. Jordan shifted to stand next to Olivia and kissed her cheek softly before retrieving her wine glass.

"Olivia and I have history. I lied about being alone because I didn't want to tell you." Cavanaugh explained.

"Ben, you okay?" Carmichael called out as she walked into the apartment with her gun out. "Hands up, on your head, and turn around slowly." Abbie ordered. "Detective Hoyt. Liv, are you okay?" Abbie asked surprised.

"Yeah, Tex I'm okay." Liv replied.

"Ms. Carmichael I can explain." Woody told the attorney

"Actually Detective I think you should leave." Abbie ordered in her deadliest tone.

"No, I want to know what the hell is going on." Woody countered. Abbie raised an eyebrow in question at Benson, who silently consented. Abbie nodded as she shut the front door. Olivia handed Carmichael a beer, and placed a chaste kiss on the side of her mouth.

"Thanks for checking in on me." Liv greeted her friend.

"I just wanted to know if I had to stay at a hotel tonight. I see you two have kissed and made up. He catch you in the act?" Abbie explained and asked.

"We were done with the first act, but he interrupted us from continuing." Olivia answered her friend and joined her on the couch.

"Jordan, what's going?" Woody demanded sill completely confused.

"I told you. Liv and I have history. You've ruined the moment. Liv, I'm sorry I think that I should go. I'll see you later." Jordan apologized.

"Later Jo." Olivia told her ex and kissed her softly, before walking her out. "Detective Hoyt you should leave, and unless you want me to write it up for the department to replace my door, you will pay for it yourself." Olivia ordered and ushered him out.

"Jordan did you and Benson just have sex?" Woody asked as he followed her home.

"It's none of your business. Go home Woody." Jordan told her friend.

"But I don't understand." Woody pressed.

"You don't need to. Now go home." Jordan ordered and closed the door in his face.