Harvey wasted no time and kissed Donna back. Their hands were all around their bodies, touching anything to make sure this wasn't a dream. They needed a reminder that this was real.

Harvey began sliding hands down Donna's body, gripping her waist tightly. His hand slowly went down to the redhead's thigh, feeling her shiver in anticipation. Harvey broke their kiss to catch their breath. They looked at each other intently, searching for any regret in their eyes, but there were none. Only lust and longing.

"Are you sure?" Harvey asked, being a gentleman. But Donna didn't want him to be a gentleman right now. "Yes," Donna replied. She saw Harvey smirk before taking her dress off. Having the dress already unzipped, it was easy to get it off of her.

She was only left in her lacy black undergarments and sneakers. Harvey took a moment to look at her, undressing her with his eyes.

"You like the view?"

"Fuck yes," he said with a growl, pushing her against the mirror. Harvey's hand instinctively went up to her face as he planted a kiss on her neck, sucking it a little, eliciting a moan from Donna. She started unbuttoning his suit jacket, throwing it somewhere, and loosening his tie. Right as she was about to take his tie off, Harvey grabbed her hands to stop her.

"I'll do the pleasuring, Miss Paulsen," Harvey said quietly, his voice so low it was enough for Donna to come.

"But I'm the only one naked."

"That's the plan."

"Fuck you," she said out of spite, which she then realized was a bad thing to say.

"That's the plan," he said once more, winking at her, and kissing her neck again. He heard Donna mumble, "Fuck." Harvey wanted to see Donna dripping, he knew the effect he had on Donna. The effect was mutual.

He trailed kisses down to her earlobe, then to her breasts, giving each one attention before continuing his path down her stomach, kneeling down when he reached her underwear. He looked up at her and was met by her hungry gaze. She was impatient, she wanted his mouth on her. He does too, but it's fun to play a game.

"There's no use for this anymore," Harvey whispered and Donna felt his breath inside her thigh, making her close her eyes involuntarily. Harvey's fingers were hovering over the hem of Donna's, underwear, on the waistband, caressing her skin, leaving her desperate for his lips.

Harvey leaned back and began to tug her garment down. As he pulled the cloth down, Harvey had to force himself not to savor the tempting image of Donna's wetness vanishing from a string. He had to stop himself not to take her right there. He would have Donna begging for it.

He tossed the underwear somewhere, making sure to slide his hands back up on Donna's legs, pressing moist kisses on the inner of her thighs.

"Harvey," Donna moaned, panting, her legs trembling, relying on the mirror behind her for support. "Please."

"I like to hear you beg, Miss Paulsen." Gazing up, Harvey saw Donna inhale deeply, her lower lip tucked between her teeth as her hands went to his hair, making a mess of it. "Open your eyes, Miss Paulsen. If you close them, I'll stop. I'd like you to see who's in charge now."

Hearing Harvey's words, Donna uncontrollably rolled her eyes up in arousal. "Please."

"Open your eyes," Harvey commanded and Donna immediately opened her eyes, looking down at him. She felts shivers as she watched Harvey on his knees, his mouth so close to her clit. "Do you hear me?"

Desperate for any kind of contact, Donna was unable to form words and could only nod. All she wanted was for Harvey to fuck her already. She felt like she might collapse as his flat tongue met her clit because she was unable to keep her legs strong. As soon as Harvey's lips closed over her clit, Donna heard a gasp escape from her mouth and noticed that her eyelids were becoming heavier due to her heightened desire, making it difficult for her to keep her eyes open.

She could feel Harvey staring at her, observing every reaction she had made to ensure she was following his instructions. To avoid losing contact, Donna forcefully pressed Harvey's head toward her core.

Every time Harvey licked her entrance, she could feel her clit throbbing, and every time she felt her wetness pooling around it once again. She wasn't sure how much longer she could stand to stay in that position because her leg was already starting to go numb from standing against the mirror.

"Please, Harvey," Donna whined again, her clit desperate for more. She looked down at Harvey and grabbed his hair tightly. "Stand up."

"Look ahead," Harvey demanded and Donna quickly followed his orders, afraid he might stop.

She felt Harvey's lips once again tightening over her clit, his tongue moving in rhythmic patterns around her center. She found it nearly intolerable to keep her eyes closed and to hold back her groans. Harvey sucked on her clit once more, then let it go with a wet pop as Donna began to feel her walls clench inside her.

"Harvey!" Donna cried out in protest.

Donna felt her lips tingle with longing as she watched Harvey get up, with a smirk on his face and his fingers drying out the corner of her lips. She grabbed Harvey's face and pulled him in, sucking his lower lip and tasting herself on Harvey's tongue.

Harvey moaned with her actions and pushed her against the wall, letting her back rest from the slidy substance of the mirror, now marked with Donna's sweat, his knee applying a little pressure to her soaked center, a gasp escaped from both of their lips.

"I bet you look beautiful when you cum, Miss Paulsen. I want you to see how I can make you cum," Harvey whispered in Donna's ear before his lips met her neck.

The groans and whines that were spilling out of Donna's mouth were pleasant to Harvey, even though he knew she could be heard from the other side of the curtain. He didn't care though. Let everyone here what he's been doing with the Donna Paulsen.

As Harvey's fingers danced around in her groin, he gave her neck another kiss. The vibration from her throat on his lips increased Harvey's arousal.

Donna threw her arms around Harvey for support, her legs naturally opening to meet Harvey's hand as she was not expecting him to insert a finger inside of her. Every thrust produced wet noises that caused Harvey's grin to widen and Donna to cry out in pleasure. As Harvey quickened his pace, he heard Donna stifle a moan.

"Fuck, fuck, fucking fuck," Donna cursed under her breath, her eyes wanting to close and enjoy Harvey's finger pumping inside her. "Harvey, please."

"What do you want, Miss Paulsen?" Harvey asked, his voice filled with pure lust. He added another finger and heard Donna whimper again.

"What do you think?"

"Ask," he dared her.

"More. I want more."

"Ask."

"Fuck you."

"Ask."

Donna bared her teeth and scowled at their reflections through the mirror, saying, "Fuck me."

She had half a moment to glance at the mirror and saw that he was grinning wickedly and widely before he pulled her in and slammed a hungry kiss on her, his cool lips meeting her hot tongue and greedy mouth.

He picked her up to slam her against the mirror again as she wrapped her legs around his waist. He hissed into her kiss as she bit his lip, and she ground down shamelessly, searching for friction through Harvey's pants. Which made her remember he was still very fully clothed.

Donna moaned and wrapped her arms around his neck as she felt Harvey bite her hard enough that she thought had left a mark. She found the zip on his pants and worked on taking it off along with his boxers. This time, Harvey didn't stop her. All he had on was the white polo he wore under his suit.

Harvey gasped as she wrapped her fingers around him and squeezed.

"Fuck you're big," she commented and bit his ear, making him snarl and put her down.

He smirked at her as he inquired teasingly, "May I?" as he dipped down to tease his fingers over and into the wet line of her cunt, running an approving palm over the curve.

"Just shut up and fuck me, Specter," she ground against his fingers and his eyes flashed.

"So impatient," she heard him mumble, then pumped his cock and pressed against her entrance. His hands were firmly on her hips, holding her steady. "Come on," she spread her legs further and felt the tip of his cock probe gently between her folds and push inside.

She trembled as he twisted inside her, his length nearly overwhelming her as he pressed in slowly.

"Fuck, Donna," his hands tightened on her hips, which made Donna laugh as she clenched down. "That's the plan," she said, echoing his words a while ago.

Harvey pulled out gradually causing her to sense every dip as it passed over her favorite spot, which he found so easily, as if they'd been doing this forever, and then pushed in again just as slowly.

With pleasure and fire curling low in her spine, she pleaded, "Harder! Harvey, please! I know you want to– fuck Harvey yes!"

Donna threw back her head and gasped as he thrust into her roughly. She arched her back when she could feel the pleasure inside her building. The image they created was visible to her in the mirror. Actress pinned as her personal bodyguard gives her a quick, hard fuck.

"Yes! Harvey! Don't stop!"

"As much as I'd love you to scream my name in pleasure, Miss Paulsen," he said through gritted teeth, he moved one hand to her mouth, "Do you want anyone to hear you?" He continued to caress that inner spot, the pain on her back mingling with pleasure with every thrust.

As Donna's climax surged and surged through her, she bit down hard on his fingers to muffle her scream. She felt Harvey tremble and throb inside of her as his hips jerked against hers his pace faltered. "Jesus, Donna…" he moaned out.

Through the aftershocks of her orgasm, Donna panted against the glass with trembling thighs. "Fuck that was hot."

"Very hot," he agreed, out of thought, then pulled out of her. Donna kissed him softly and his hand immediately cupped her jaw to deepen the kiss. They were about to get lost in the moment again when they heard movement outside.

"Donna? You okay in there? I heard a scream," Bertha asked, voice filled with concern. Harvey looked at her and smiled knowingly. She rolled her eyes and pushed him away. "I'm fine, Bertha. I thought I saw a rat," she made up an excuse.

"Okay. Call me if you need anything," Bertha said, leaving afterward.

Donna and Harvey stayed silent. None of them knew exactly what this means. They both got dressed silently, avoiding each other's gaze. Harvey was the first one to finish. "I'll wait outside," he excused himself. If Donna had something to say, she didn't have the courage to voice it out.

What happens now?