"Alex, I really don't think this is such a good idea…" I trail off as I feel her pull my shirt out of my jeans and go to work on undoing my buttons. Her lips have attached themselves to my neck and I can feel my knees going weak. She manages to get the last button undone and slides her hands around my neck, cupping the back of my head and bringing her mouth to mine in a hot, wet kiss, her tongue demanding entrance immediately and me willingly giving it to her. I kiss her back hard, my own hands sliding around her thin waist and coming to rest just underneath her t-shirt on the small of her back.
If you're wondering where we are then that would be up against Alex's fridge in her kitchen, making out like horny teenagers, my shirt completely undone and Alex's hands making fast work of my belt. As she pulls it through the loops and drops it on the floor I groan as one of her perfectly shaped thighs slides in between mine.
"Of fuck Alex," I cry out as my body jerks into her. She starts a slow rhythm with her hips against my body, angling herself so that she's grinding down onto my thigh at the same time.
"Fuck Liv," she breathes out, using her hands on the back of my head to expose my neck to her hungry lips. I'm so fucking horny but I know this is such a bad idea. Somehow I can't bring myself to stop though. I increase the speed of my own hips against her, moving my hands to her ass and pulling her harder against me.
"God, I need more Liv, please," she moans as she detaches her teeth from my pulse point. I get the feeling I'm going to have to wear a turtleneck tomorrow.
"Alex, your Mother" I manage to say.
"For fucks sake Liv," Alex replies, "Out of everything I ever wanted to hear you say at a moment like this, that really wasn't one of them".
I don't get chance to reply as I feel her begin to undo the buttons on my jeans, her fingers brushing against me as she pulls my zipper down slowly. She leans back slightly and looks at me, her eyes dark with lust and need.
"I want you Liv," she husks out, "So fucking much, and I don't think I can stop now so please don't ask me to. Anyway, I can be quick" she smirks. I groan and drop my head to her shoulder as my hips jerk involuntarily at the images that flood my brain. In the eight and a half days we've been together, and yes I am counting, we've had more sex than I ever thought possible. And as much as I love our slow, sensual, six hour long love making sessions, a quickie with Alex Cabot is unbelievably hot and out of this world.
"God I need you," I stammer out, because I do need her, desperately, and there is no way I can get through the next few hours in the state she has worked me up into.
She takes this as her cue and slides her hand inside my underwear.
"Oh fuck Olivia," she moans wantonly, grinding herself down onto my thigh which is still pushed between hers, "You're so fucking wet, and so fucking hot."
She runs a finger through my folds, stopping at my entrance and teasing her finger around it. I attempt to push myself down onto it but her thigh stops me.
"Alex, please." No one has ever been able to work me into such a desperate state is such a short space of time.
She pulls her hand out of my pants and pushes my jeans and my underwear down around my ankles. She works her way quickly back up my body, pausing briefly to lick her way across my stomach. She pulls my head forwards and captures my lips as she runs her fingers from my opening up to my clit making my body jerk violently. She pushes her tongue into my mouth and I kiss her back with hunger, at the same time reaching down and grabbing her wrist. I hold it firmly and I'm pretty sure she'll have my finger imprints there tomorrow morning. She won't mind, Alex likes it slightly rough. Before she can struggle out of my grasp I push myself down onto her fingers until they're as far inside me as they'll go.
Alex moans at the same times as I do, I can feel my muscles spasming around her and I know it won't take much to get me off, and I know it'll be fucking good, it always is with Alex.
She starts to move her fingers inside me, my hips thrusting out to meet her. Her rhythm is frantic, she knows how close I am and now isn't the time for teasing. I grab her ass again and pull her down onto my thigh, grinding her against me as her fingers work me up into a state of utter desperation.
"Oh god," I moan out, "That feels so fucking good baby."
Alex groans as she continues to grind against my thigh as she fucks me. I can feel her heat through her jeans, her wetness as well and I'm pretty sure she's as close as I am.
"Liv" she whispers, "I can't hold on baby."
"Oh fuck," I groan loudly. Alexandra Cabot on the verge of orgasm is one of my most favourite things ever. The way she lets go, lets her body set its own rhythm in order to get her where she needs to go, the way she loses control as she falls over the edge, her body shuddering, screaming my name as she comes.
"Christ Alex, harder please, I'm gonna come."
Alex roughly thrusts back inside me, picking up the pace of her fingers, she isn't the only one who likes it slightly rough. She brushes the pad of her thumb over my clit and my body jerks, my hands gripping her hips and bringing her down hard onto my thigh. I feel the first waves of her orgasm shoot through her as her body begins to shake.
"Of fucking hell, Liv I'm coming," she cries out. As if I hadn't noticed already!
Seeing Alex fling her head back and jerk wildly against me, her fingers moving roughly inside me and her thumb playing over my clit, slams me into my orgasm, my juices pouring out over Alex's hand as I struggle to stay upright, chanting Alex's name as I come hard around her.
She slumps against me as she shudders out the remainder of her release, her fingers keeping up their pace inside me as I bite down on her neck, my orgasm consuming me and blurring my vision until I feel it start to recede and I lean back slightly against the fridge, my right hand clutching for something to hold onto and coming up with the door handle.
"Fuck me," she breathes out. Oh believe me, I fully intend to.
"I'm not done with you," I growl out as I practically rip her t-shirt off over her head. I flick open the buttons on her jeans and push them down her smooth thighs. Oh holy crap, she isn't wearing underwear. I groan as my arousal spikes again, no wonder I could feel her heat and wetness through her jeans and she's left a noticeable wet patch on my own thigh. She kicks her jeans off and away and I unhook her bra and pull it off, leaving her naked.
I spin her around and pick her up backing her onto the kitchen counter, her shoulders and back of her head hitting one of the overhead cupboards. She instantly wraps her legs around my waist and pulls me to her, sliding to the edge of the counter and rubbing herself on my stomach. She leaves a glistening patch of her juices in her wake. She grabs the back of my head, her fingers tangling in my short hair, and pulls me into a hungry kiss, continuing to rub herself across my stomach as her tongue invades my mouth.
I move back slightly and move my right hand to stroke her inner thighs. She's so fucking wet, her juices covering the insides of her legs and I can feel them still running out of her.
"Liv please," she groans, trying to push herself onto my fingers. It would appear that her first orgasm has only served to get her even more worked up. Considering our time constraints I waste no time in thrusting into her. She immediately spasms around my fingers, her head thrown back as she arches her entire body out and into my touch. She's got her hands at her sides, both of them braced on the counter top. I ease her so that she's leaning back slightly, her hands behind her. I pull her ass as close to the edge as I can without her falling off and nudge her legs from around my waist so that they're dangling freely down.
I start to kiss my way across her jaw line, working my way to her pulse point and nipping lightly. I've dropped the rhythm of my fingers down to a slow slide in and out of her and she growls her disapproval, bucking her hips to try and speed me up. My lips continue their descent down her body. I purposely avoid her nipples, I love them far too much and would get distracted there for hours, I can make it up to them later.
I work my way down her stomach and across the neatly trimmed patch of blonde hair until my tongue hits her clit, her body reacting violently, one of her hands shooting to the back of my head and gripping my hair tightly, pushing me against her. I take her clit in my mouth and begin to suck hungrily as I speed my fingers up inside her again. I can feel and smell how aroused she is and I'm desperate to feel her come again.
"Fuck, Olivia, harder please," she gasps, "I need you to fuck me hard."
She's grinding her hips as I thrust my fingers into her, her hand holding my head in place, keeping my mouth firmly attached to her throbbing bundle of nerves. I feel a fresh pulse of arousal run down my hand and I increase my efforts.
Her hips are rolling against me at an ever increasing speed and her moans have become constant, her head thrown back leaning against the cupboard door, her eyes closed and mouth slightly open, she looks stunning. Without warning she pulls her head forward, looking down at me.
"Liv look at me," she husks out, pure sex dripping form each word. I flick my eyes up to meet hers and understand, she's about to come and wants me to watch. God I love this woman.
I can feel her body begin to tremble as I thrust my fingers into her. I add another one and increase my pace, my tongue dancing over her clit.
"Oh fuck Liv," she gasps, still looking down at me, "I'm going to come, so, fucking, hard." She stutters as she starts to convulse. She clamps down around my fingers making it impossible for me to move them. I continue to suck on her clit as she loses the battle to keep her eyes open and they slam shut, her come running over my fingers and into the palm of my hand as she rides out her orgasm. Eventually the last waves start to leave her and she relaxes slightly.
I remove my mouth from her clit and straighten up as she slumps into my arms, her body still trembling. I pull my fingers out of her gently and circle my arms around her.
"Are you cold baby?" I whisper against her ear as I rub soothing circles on the small of her back.
"No, just still buzzing slightly, and extremely fucking satisfied," she laughs. I chuckle and kiss her gently on the shoulder. Before I can say anything there is a knock on her front door and her eyes widen.
"Fuck," she hisses out as she pushes me backwards and slides off the counter picking up her jeans and pulling them roughly on.
"Please tell me your door is locked?" I ask, panic evident in my voice.
"Yeah," she says, fastening her bra and pulling her t-shirt over her head. "Liv, you really need to put your clothes back on"
I look down at my shirt hanging wide open and my jeans and underwear still around my ankles, one foot having broken free of them at some point. I lean down and stick my leg back inside and pull them up. I hurriedly collect my belt and fumble to thread it through the loops on my jeans. I hear another knock on the door.
"One second," Alex yells straightening her hair. I manage to do my shirt back up and tuck it into my jeans. Alex and I both turn to look at each other.
"You do realise that we both smell of sex and look like we've just been fucked senseless," I say.
"Shit" Alex mutters as she turns on the hot water tap at the sink and squeezes some hand wash out of the bottle. She starts rinsing her hands and her face. I join her at the sink and do the same. Great, now my chin smells of lavender anti bacterial soap, not suspicious in the slightest!
"Ok, so now we only look like we've been fucked senseless," Alex says drying her face on a towel. "And if Mother asks, we can just say we were moving furniture."
I raise my eyebrows sceptically.
"Is any of your furniture in a different place than the last time she was here?" I ask. She throws me a look over her shoulder as she goes to answer the door.
"Oh, by the way," she says as she pauses, her hand on the door knob, "I forgot to mention that its not just my Mother we're having lunch with, my sister will be with her as well."
I gape at her slightly as she flings the door open and welcomes the occupants of her hallway.