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The night wasn't perfect by a lot of people's standards but for Olivia and Alex it was phenomenal. They kissed for what felt like hours, like they didn't need to rush, like if that was all they did it would be enough. It would have been for both of them but then Olivia's hands started to explore pale smooth skin, marvelling in the differences in their skin tones while Alex arched her neck and just tried to remember how to breathe as the room filled with her throaty moans.
Olivia soon graduated to palming Alex's breasts in her hands, exploring her nipples with her thumbs, gently caressing with her fingers and Alex lost all ability to think. If Olivia could do this with just a touch to her breasts what would happen when her hand travelled south?
All she could do in return was hold on to Olivia's powerful shoulders and pray she didn't black out at some stage. She came mighty close when Olivia's lips and teeth took over from her hands and if she was coherent she would have been embarrassed at the noises she was making.
Only two things computed at that stage, Olivia's mouth greedily sucking on her nipple and her hand travelling down past her navel and through blonde curls. She felt Olivia shake when gentle fingers found copious wetness and it enhanced her reaction as she cried out and arched into questing fingers.
"God you're so wet" Olivia groaned and all Alex could think of was 'Tell me about it'. It was a regular occurrence around the dark haired detective. She caught a breath as searching fingers circled near her clit but never quite found it until OH MY LORD!
Olivia looked up quickly and saw the look of ecstasy on Alex's face when she found that little nubbin. It had the juices between her own legs pouring liberally and she couldn't help the ragged groan that escaped her.
From there she just explored tentatively, remembering all the lonely nights she had touched herself to ease tension and bring relief. She applied that to touching Alex and was pleasantly surprised and relieved when Alex responded positively.
She listened carefully at what made Alex moan, sigh or cry out, storing the data away for future reference. She became aware of Alex trying to pull her up the bed and slid upwards so that she could take Alex's lips with her own again.
"Please" Alex begged
"What is it love?"
"Inside, I need..." she cried out and arched again "More, please"
Oh God. Olivia tried her best to do as requested, her fingers sliding further south until she found the small tight opening, she looked at Alex startled at how tight she was as she guided a gentle finger inside, groaning as slick warm muscle enclosed around it.
"Alex" she sighed, overwhelmed as she gently eased in a second finger and repositioned herself so she was straddling one of Alex's thighs, gasping when her own wet heat came into contact with firm muscle, coating it with her liberal arousal.
She wasn't sure what happened after that as all thought flew out the window and she could only feel. Feel something she had never felt before in her life, it was confusing and scary and overwhelming but it was so beautiful she couldn't stop.
She could feel Alex's nails digging into her back, hear her cries in her ear as she rode her thigh in desperation, all the while thrusting her fingers into Alex's tight sheath, bringing her along for the ride.
They didn't climax together, although Olivia tried her best but she was so worked up by Alex, by her emotions she crashed over the edge first, shouting her pleasure into the pillow beside Alex's head. She was conscious enough to realise that Alex was straining towards her own pleasure and somehow managed to contort her hand and arm enough for her thumb to scrape over Alex's clit.
She felt Alex's walls contract around her finger, her body jerk and a flood of wetness coated her hand the same time Alex screamed loud enough to wake the entire city block. She smiled smugly when Alex relaxed back onto the bed, body still quivering, her fingers still buried deep inside Alex.
Alex groaned and threw an arm over her eyes, completely shattered, but in a good way. She could practically feel the smugness coming off Olivia in waves and turned her head to look into brown eyes alive with pleasure. She licked her lips to wet them and croaked
"What are you grinning about detective?"
"Fig Jam" Olivia chuckled
"Huh?" Alex was confused, she'd heard that expression before just couldn't remember where at the moment
"Fuck I'm Good, Just ask me" Olivia laughed and Alex smirked
'Well at least you didn't fall asleep this time" she chuckled at Olivia's affronted look. "Besides, I'll show you Fig Jam" she growled and rolled them over, laughing as the big strong detective uttered a surprised squeak. "Hold onto your hat Liv. You're in for one hell of a ride"
They spent the night exploring each other's bodies. They tried different positions, laughing when situations became more awkward then pleasurable and crying in pleasure when things became intense.
They'd drift into a sleep and when one woke they'd gently wake the other through light touches and kisses and start all over again. In the morning they were both a bit tender and soothed aching and previously disused muscles with a long relaxing bath, Olivia holding Alex in front of her.
They spent the day inside, making love, exploring, talking and sharing. As their bond grew so did their love.
Come Monday at work Olivia suffered through unmerciful teasing, especially when the boys spotted the hickee on her neck she had been unsuccessful at hiding.
As the weeks passed so did the nightmares for Alex. She would never regret having them though, they had brought her Olivia and that made her the luckiest woman in the world.