The case has already caused him and Louis some sleepless nights. Its complexity is frankly exhausting and requires the fullest commitment from both lawyers, especially now that the main trial is about to begin.
Today is not the first Saturday in recent weeks that Harvey has had to get up early and meet with Louis to work on the case. His heart bleeds at the fact that he has to leave the warmth of the bed in which Donna sleeps so peacefully. What he would give right now to just lie back down, snuggle closer to her and go back to sleep. At least for a few more hours.
But at the same time, his heart leaps with joy, because waking up next to Donna is still like the most wonderful dream. Only it's no longer just a dream. It's reality. His reality. The most beautiful reality he has ever known, the most beautiful reality of all. And even if it's stressful and busy right now and they have way too little time for intimacy, he knows that she will be waiting for him, that she will be there when he gets home tonight. Because she is his home now. And he is hers.
The thought makes him smile and the walk into the bathroom becomes a little easier.
Minutes later, Donna wakes up to the sound of the shower. She immediately misses the warmth of Harvey's body next to hers. She blinks a few times to get used to the sunlight that floods the room and stretches her limbs under the sheets. Just as she considers joining him in the shower she hears the water already being turned off.
Staying in bed, she watches Harvey through the ajar door. How he methodically dries his hair and body with a towel that he wraps around his hips before he starts brushing his teeth and shaving his face. How his muscles flex under the tanned skin of his arms and back with every movement. How his hair sticks out in all directions. How he looks as incredibly handsome as ever.
And Donna can't help it, the fires of carnal need are already burning through her veins at the mere sight of her sexy-as-hell boyfriend. A sight that's never leaving her unaffected. God, will she ever stop craving him this much? Hopefully not.
She presses her thighs together to relieve some of the pressure. But it's nowhere near enough to soothe her, the urge to touch him clouding her senses. She throws back the blanket and slips out of the bed, clad in nothing but some tiny little lace panties - the only thing she managed to put on after their last round of lovemaking last night.
Meanwhile, Harvey continues with his morning routine, assuming that Donna is still fast asleep at this early hour. But just as he straightens up again from washing off the last stubble, he recognizes a shadow appearing behind him, immediately followed by Donna's warm hands wrapping around his body. Her chest comes to rest against his back and he can clearly feel her hardened nipples as they nestle lushly against his skin.
A sigh escapes Harvey's throat and he draws his eyes shut as Donna starts to move her hands up and down his body, her fingers drawing delicate patterns on every inch of his skin, tracing the contours of his pecs and abs, leaving goosebumps in their wake.
She buries her nose into the hollow between his shoulder blades and breathes him in, humming against his skin. Harvey finds her hands with his and squeezes them as he murmurs a "Good morning."
"Morning handsome," Donna breathes, starting to shower his upper back and shoulders with kisses, and then trailing her hands down, down, down his body until she reaches the hem of the towel.
Giving in to her desire, she makes quick work of the knot, letting the fabric slip to the tiled floor in one swift motion.
Resting one hand on his strained abdomen, she starts to lightly caress his flaccid cock with the other. Harvey sighs, a little louder this time, tipping his head back as his length quickly comes to life under her ministrations. It grows bigger with each soft movement of hers, twitching with every kiss she places on his back.
He quickly reaches a solid state and Donna wraps her hand firmly around the base then, starting with slow strokes to make him even harder. She works him with long and measured rubs, up and down his whole length, over and over again, leaving Harvey panting and clasping the vanity in front of him for some support. Squeezing the tip of his cock firmly, she elicits a whimper from him that sends a shiver down her own spine.
Feeling Donna's labored breath against his back only adds to Harvey's pleasure and a part of him wants to turn around in her embrace and kiss her senseless, push her against the nearest wall and fuck her hard and fast until they both see stars.
But when her other hand starts fondling his balls at the same time as she increases the pace of her strokes, all thoughts are gone and he just relishes in her touches that feel too good to be true, the building tension in his groin causing him to let out small whimpers and groans and strangled fucks.
Opening his eyes, he gazes down to where Donna handles his cock and balls, then shifts his gaze to the mirror in front of him. And it's one hell of a view, the way her arms are wrapped around his body, delicate fingers working him skillfully, some strands of red hair falling over his shoulder and tickling the sensitive skin of his neck, her dark hooded eyes staring right back at him.
"Mhhh, I love the way your body reacts to me," Donna murmurs into the space between his shoulder and ear, speeding up her movements once more.
"Fuck Donna, I'm gonna come," Harvey soon warns her, his grip on the cold marble tightening.
"Then turn around," she suggests smugly as she lets go of his cock, already lowering to her knees. As soon as his manhood is facing her, she wraps her lips around the moist tip and starts sucking eagerly, driving him crazy with the sounds she produces. She swallows his cock deep into her mouth, bobbing up and down several times before she gives his butt a playful pat, releasing him with a wet pop.
Finding his gaze she purrs "Let go for me, Harvey," taking him in again immediately, squeezing the base with one hand to add to the sensation.
Harvey grasps the vanity behind him once again, the fingers of his other hand reaching out to tuck a strand of hair behind Donna's ear to prevent it from covering her beautiful face.
He takes it all in, watches her intently and listens to the erotic sounds her mouth evokes around his cock, trying his best to prolong his nearing orgasm. But soon he can't take it anymore and he tightens the grip on her head to urge her on, directing her movements.
A strangled "Yeah, just like that" escapes his lips and a millisecond later he spills his semen down her throat. Donna sucks every drop from his jerking cock and circles the tip with her tongue until he goes limp.
Pulling her up to him, Harvey kisses her passionately, groaning as he tastes himself on her tongue.
"God, I wish we could keep doing this all day long," he murmurs against her lips once they part for air, squeezing her buttcheeks firmly with both hands, pushing her into the direction of their bed.
"Me too, but you really should get going, Harvey. Louis would give you real shit for being late."
"Yeah, that's probably right," he gives her a smooch and quirks an eyebrow. "But what about you?"
"No worries, I can take care of myself," she winks and Harvey's eyes widen.
"Oh don't you dare touch yourself while I'm gone," he teases her. As a matter of fact, the image of Donna masturbating turns him on to no end, making it even harder to resist the urge to pull her to bed with him.
"I can't promise you that," Donna retorts smugly. "But I promise to leave something for you."
Harvey's eyes darken at her words and he kisses her deeply one more time before he gets dressed and leaves the house in a bit of a hurry. Today, he will be especially eager to get the meeting with Louis over with quickly.
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