Chapter 17: My wonderful dream and then a nightmare

"I can imagine." We sit down and watch numerous episodes until it becomes dinner time. I get up and head into the kitchen to make dinner. I think tortellini with an oil and vinegar base. Simple dinner because I don't want to make something her stomach can't handle. We sit down and eat dinner and just enjoy the domestic bliss.

Alex's POV

We are still currently on the couch watching TV. I am perfectly fine sitting here with her on the couch tonight. I don't mind wherever we are as long as I am able to be near her. I almost lost her. I know she is ok and she is alive, but I keep running the situation through my mind. I keep hearing Elliot's voice on the phone play through my head. I keep thinking about sitting in the waiting room hoping that she will be ok. Seeing her in the room for the first time. I remember them calling the doctor to come help because something went wrong, but I helped her. I saw the machine that kept track of her heartbeat through the time she was sleeping telling me that she was alive and was going to survive. I like this feeling of her being at my house, but not like for a few hours and then going home. She will be staying here 24 hours. I like the fact that she will be here constantly. Just me and her together. After a few more episodes I notice the time and look over to see her dozing off. She is sleepy. I get up and offer her my hand she takes it. When she gets up we walk to my room together. When she lays down I head into the kitchen and grab two glasses of water for the both of us. I get back to my room then place both of the glasses on the bed side table. I walk to the other side of the bed and get in beside her. I roll close to her and snuggle into her side. She wraps her arms around me and we fall asleep.

I just got home from work and I am cooking dinner and waiting for Olivia to come home. I've missed her and have been thinking about her all day long. She brought me lunch and she look so sexy with her plain white shirt, leather jacket, black belt, black pants, and her gun. I don't know what it is about her when she wears her gun. It gives off a sense of safety and protection. She smiles as she sets down the lunch on my desk and we eat with some small talk. When she cleans up she leaves and goes back to her job as I go back to mine. After lunch it took all of me to be able to concentrate on my paperwork because all these dirty thoughts of what Olivia could do to me tonight crept into my mind. I put dinner on low and head into the bedroom. I want to surprise Olivia. I went to the store the other day and pick up a matching bra, panty, and clipping stocking set. All the contents of my sexy outfit is lacey, she loves the way lace looks on me she once told me. I put back on clothes but instead of my work attire I decide to put on a casual skirt and a tight t-shirt. I go back to finish dinner. Once it is finished I put it on our plates, place them on the table. She walks in not to long after I set the table. We eat our dinner then she cleans up. We have a rule whoever cooks doesn't have to clean up. I wait patiently in the bedroom for her to finish. She walks in the bedroom to see me on the bed. She walks over and stands in front of me. She bends down to give me a kiss, I in that moment wrap my legs around the back of her thighs and pull her closer. I unwrap my legs, stand up, and push her down to sit on the edge of the bed. Once she is sitting I straddle her lap and wrap my arms around her neck. She wraps her arms my waist and we start making out. She reaches down for the hem of my shirt and pulls it off. I take the opportunity to push her jacket off her shoulders. I felt two strong hands cup my breasts that are incased in a red lacey bra. She licks her lips and lets out a soft whimper when she hears me moan. She places her mouth on my neck and starts splaying hot open mouth wet kisses all over my neck while reaching behind me to unclasp my bra. When that item of clothing is out of her way she cups them once again but this time instead of just holding them she kneads them lightly. Every few seconds rolling her fingers over my nipples. I whimper when I feel her warm hands leave my body. She picks me up and lays me down then gets on top of me. I push her up so I can pull her shirt over her head. She has on a black sports, she takes off that. I feel shivers go down my back as I rake my fingernails over her abs and watch as the muscles quiver at my touch. She pushes me down and connects our lips once again. This time running her hands up and down my sides. I moan once again when her hands go to button and zipper on my skirt. Once that goes flying along with the shirt and bra earlier. She looks down to observe my outfit and looks me in the eye, I observe that her eyes are almost black. She says with such a husky voice, "Excited to see me counselor?"

"Always detective. You have been on my mind all day." There was no more conversation after that. She unclips the top of the stocking to slide my panties down my legs. The moment her fingers trail through my core I let out a loud moan. Oh the effects this woman has on me. Dear lord it feels wonderful. She is rubbing lazy circles on my clit. There isn't enough stimulation and I don't like it. I thrust my hips to silently let her know that I want more, that I need more. She gets the message and goes down a little lowers. She circles my entrance and then swiftly fills me with two fingers. I moan and as she keeps up a steady pace, I keep moaning and screaming. I am so close. My hips are going wild and Olivia speeds up until my orgasm rips through like a tidal wave of pleasure. My eyes are snapped shut as she rides out the waves with me.

Suddenly I jerk awake feeling the bed shake and mumbling. I look over and Olivia is thrashing around saying, "please don't hurt her, I'll do anything just let her go. You can take me just let her go."

I put my hand on her arm and say softly, "Olivia, you are safe. I am safe. Everything thing is okay. We are at my house in my room. You are okay."

She starts waking up after a few seconds and mumbles again, "Alex?"

"Yes baby I am right here. You had a bad dream."

"Dream? More like nightmare."

"I know honey. Take a drink there is water next to you on the table." She takes a drink. I ask, "Do you want to talk about it?"

"Not right now. Maybe in the morning