Suits Undressed | S01 E01 · The Beginning (Pilot)

by TofuttiM

It was that goddamn wink.

Most of the time, Harvey was able to manage his "feelings" for Donna. But every now and then, she'd creep right back under his skin.

He just made junior partner and Jessica gave him the green light to hire his own associate—granted, he was a fraud—but Harvey was willing to take a gamble on the smart and cocky young man.

High risk, high reward.

A confident smile hijacked his face as he reflected on the day's events.

"Macallan 18," he told the bartender. He unbuttoned his suit jacket and took a seat at Chilton's bar. He was in the mood to celebrate, but neither of his regular "one-nighters" were available so he'd take his chances inside the hotel.

Maybe he'd get lucky, plus it was an opportunity to drown out his feelings for her.

Once he hired Mike, he told Donna to send the rest of the clowns home. He ended up booking a suite for himself and one for Donna as well. No sense sending her home late when she could just enjoy a night of luxury. He loved lavishing her with gifts and spending his money on her. She was worth it.

He leaned against the bar.

So much for keeping his mind off her, he thought to himself. He didn't dwell too long on the implications before he heard the bartender speak.

"You're a lucky guy." He told Harvey, handing him a drink.

Harvey's brows furrowed in confusion. "I'm sorry, what?" A little caught off guard, as if the bartender could read his mind.

"Your drink. The very attractive woman in the corner booth took care of it. If I were you, I'd thank my lucky stars," the young bartender told him as he nodded to the back of the dimly lit room.

Harvey smirked. Getting lucky was one of his best qualities. He took a sip of his drink first, then replied with a dismissive "thanks."

He turned around and started walking toward the corner booth. It was only fair that he thanked his benefactor for the drink. A large decorative pillar obscured the view of the woman, so Harvey wasn't able to see who was sitting there. Which made his trek all the more tantalizing.

"Donna."

His voice was slightly higher than normal when he said her name out loud, and he was not at all surprised. Which, by all accounts, he should have been. But really, an attractive woman didn't begin to describe her.

"Harvey."

The way she said his name caused him to catch his breath. And the way she looked, wearing a black v neck sweater that gave him a nice view of her cleavage, didn't offer him much relief in the breathing department either.

He cleared his throat. "May I?"

Donna nodded, motioning to the opposite side of the booth with her hand. "Well, I did buy you a drink; the least you could do is join me."

Harvey, wearing a crooked smile, sat down. "You're right; this is the very least I can do."

He watched her cheeks turn red and while it had been some time since they had been together; he couldn't help but remember every curve of her naked body. He watched as she traced the rim of her glass with her fingertips and all he could think about was the memory of her touch on his skin.

He took a swig of his drink.

She smiled and he smiled back.

His stomach warmed as the amber liquid made its way down. As he kept his eyes fixed on her, he was finding it hard to concentrate on anything else but her kissable lips and full cleavage.

"You know this isn't fair. Right?" He told her.

Donna tilted her head. "What isn't fair?" But he suspected she knew exactly what he was talking about.

He'd play along.

"You, me. Like this."

"How would you like us to be?"

He finished his drink and slid out of the booth, carefully adjusting his crotch as he did. "I think you know how I like to be with you," he said, looking down at the semi-hard bulge between his legs.

Donna shifted in the booth and a tiny whine slipped from her mouth.

"Harv—"

"Let's go." He interrupted her, holding out his hand.

Donna's eyes widened, and for a moment he thought she wouldn't take his hand, but instead she accepted, placing her hand in his.

Not another word was exchanged as she led him out of the bar and into the elevator.

As soon as the elevator doors closed, desire got the best of them and he pulled her firmly against his body. The kinetic energy between them was hard to ignore. Donna was a gravitational pull; he had no business fighting.

Their arms and legs intertwined as Harvey's mouth crashed into hers. Muffled moans and sounds of surrender filled the small space. Their heated exchange was new and familiar at the same time and everything about that should have caused him to pause but it only made him want her more.

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Once inside the room, they continued what they couldn't finish in the elevator and Harvey effortlessly removed her black sweater.

"Harvey… " Donna breathily said while she tugged at his Tom Ford suit. "Wait," she whispered out of breath, her actions contradicting her words.

There were many times in Harvey's life that he crossed the line—it's what he did; operating in the gray was his specialty. However, consent was not one of them. He pulled away and a tiny whine escaped Donna's mouth at the loss of him.

He almost lost his words at the sight of her standing half-naked in front of him. Her hair was disheveled and her neck and cheeks were suffused with a rosy hue of desire. Her lips were swollen from the myriad of kisses he had lathered on her. She was a sight and while he could feel the need for her deep in his bones, he'd never take her without her permission.

He cleared his throat and smoothed his jawline with his hand as he spoke. "I can stop. Is that what you want?"

A brief moment of palpable silence passed.

Donna pulled his arms around her and said, "No, please. Harvey. Don't stop." Her request was bathed in hushed longing.

"Good. Because I don't want to stop."

He smiled, and she closed her eyes as his lips dove for her neck. His mouth dragged across her nape as his hands helped her remove his thousand dollar suit jacket and signature white monogrammed button-down.

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When it came to Harvey, Donna knew she was taking a gamble with her heart. He was her boss; they had slept together before and if that wasn't enough, there was always more between them that neither one of them was quite ready to address.

But the sex.

The sex was undeniably the best she'd ever had, and she had her fair share of sexual experiences. She wasn't going to deny what she knew her body craved.

Harvey. And a willing Harvey was downright impossible to resist. She knew she hadn't a chance once he hired his new associate. She knew he would want to celebrate. And why wouldn't she be the one he celebrated with? Right now, all she knew was that Harvey Specter was ravishing her body with his mouth and his hands and there was nothing she wanted more.

A deep moan soared past her lips as Harvey moved his strong hands across her stomach. The way he pulled her body with every passing of his fingers told her she was his to have. She was at his mercy as every piece of clothing of hers found its way to the floor. Goosebumps covered her skin as she stood naked and bare before him.

"You are beautiful," he said, taking a step back. His eyes roamed freely across her body and it should have startled her at how easily his gaze made her body react. Her nipples tigtened as his deep chocolate orbs soaked up every ounce of her exposed frame. Heat pulsated through her body while wetness pooled at her center.

"Harvey, please. I… " She had a hard time catching her breath as he slowly circled her, depriving her of his touch. She desired nothing more than for him to grab her and fuck her senseless. She craned her neck, trying to keep him in her sights, and when she started to move her body, he commanded her to stop.

"Don't turn around. Stay like that and let me look at you," he told her.

He was so close that she could feel the heat radiate from his body. "I need you," she hissed.

He made his way back around, in front of her once again. His eyes were wild with desire.

"Not yet; let me tell you what I want to do with you first." There was a possessiveness in his voice that caused her to gasp. She nodded and closed her eyes, listening to every word drip from Harvey's tongue as he described in detail how he would have his way with her body.

"First, I'd taste you. Tease your pussy with my tongue."

Donna's chest rose with every description. Her mouth parted to speak. "Shhhhh… " His voice was low and deep. "Let me finish."

Her ass tingled and her thighs went numb as he continued. "After I'd eat you out, I'd move my fingers inside you." The way he said it caused her to stumble back; her hand instinctively reached for his shoulder.

"Harvey, pleas..."

"That would be the first time I'd make you come." He smiled a wicked smile that caused pressure to build at her center.

Donna dropped her head, and her fingers dug into his bare shoulder. "More, tell me more..." Wetness trickled down her inner thigh as he continued. "My mouth would move up your stomach and to your breasts. Your beautiful breasts." Donna arched her back in response and he licked his lips as he watched her body lose all control.

"Oh , Har…Harvey, don't stop!"

There was a gravelly tone in his voice when he spoke. "I would suck your nipples one by one. Taking your breast in my hands, I would… "

Donna closed her eyes once more as Harvey's words ran together while her body took over. She lost all control; his voice seeped through her pores, and each decibel pushed her closer and closer to her climax.

"Ohhhh, HARVEY… I'm going to come!"

"That's my girl; come for me. I want to touch you so bad; I want to put my dick inside you and... "

His words tickled past her ears and tantalized the nerve endings in her throbbing pussy, pushing her past her edge. She cried out and tightened her grip on his shoulder as she fell into his body—thrusted forward from climax.

Finally, and without any hesitation now, Harvey's warm hands found her hips, moving freely along her skin and she shivered from his touch. His arms cradled her ass as he lifted her up, and she instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist. When her back hit the wall, she gasped from the forcefulness but she didn't care because Harvey's mouth and lips were doing exactly what he said they would do. Consuming every inch of her willing body.

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Harvey only wanted one thing: to make Donna come.

He'd do anything for her.

His own selfish desire dissipated as their mouths pressed in a fervent kiss. Donna moaned as he steadied her body against the wall. Their foreheads touched in a moment of exposed adoration, and soon after, in one swift move, he carried her to the bed.

She scooted back, propping herself up on her elbows, her breasts bouncing with the movement. Harvey loved her breasts. He was a gentleman during the day; working with her, he often averted his gaze from her clevage. But at night, when he was alone, he used whatever glimpses he did get of them to jerk off to.

He stood at the foot of the bed and locked eyes with her.

When it came to relationships, Harvey wasn't the best at communicating, but with Donna, it was different; so much was said between them without words that simple nuances spoke volumes. She tilted her head, and her left eye twitched. It was her way of saying what they both wanted to say out loud.

He smiled and held her gaze as he slowly removed the rest of his clothing. He watched as warm brown eyes slowly moved up and down his body, stopping at his erection. Her eyes widened and a small whine escaped past her lips. Harvey loved the silent adoration she was lavishing on him. And to reward her attention to detail, he stroked his hard dick several times for good measure.

Donna licked her bottom lip as she watched him.

"Harvey. "

"Donna."

It was all she needed. Donna opened her legs, giving him full access. He dropped to his knees at the foot of the bed and pulled her legs closer and when his mouth landed on her warm, silky box, she moaned loudly. He put his hands on her thighs to keep her steady as he licked between her slick folds. She tasted like tangy nectar and her body shook as he plunged his tongue inside her spongy center. His lips sucked at her sensitive bud, and his own body released pre-cum as she came for a second time.

Donna tried to catch her breath as he traveled the length of her, dragging his tongue from between her legs, up her stomach and to her breasts. "Harvey, look at me," she said, out of breath.

He crained his neck, letting his chin rest gently in the crevice of her chest. "Hmhmm?"

"I need you inside me now. Do you understand?"

"Don—"

"Don't Donna me. I said now!"

His eyes widened. Far be it from him to keep her waiting anymore. As he hovered his hips above hers, his famous smile adorned his face, and Donna returned her own sexy smile.

Harvey pushed inside her very wet and very warm pussy and they both gasped when he entered her. He closed his eyes as the intensity of being inside Donna sent shock waves through his body. Her hands grabbed his ass, forcefully guiding him as they quickly found a lover's rhythm.

He whispered in her ear. "Let me know when you are ready."

She nodded and when she positioned her feet on his calves, he knew she was close. He could feel his hot load building as the tingling sensation reached the tip of his dick, but he didn't dare come without her. Donna's nails penetrated his hips with each swift movement, and her mouth sucked the interior of his shoulder, likely resulting in a painful hickey in the morning.

"Now, Harvey. Now..."

He listened. He always listened to her.

Several seconds later, with heavy pants and quickened breath, her body quaked and her walls tightened around his dick giving him the green light to spill every ounce of his hot desire inside her, sending them both past their edge.

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Donna giggled. "That was…"

"I know…" He responded out of breath.

Harvey lay atop her. It would have easily become his favorite place if he let it. Tonight, however, he'd let it.

She gently moved her hands up and down his back, and he slipped out of her, taking the spot next to her in bed. He drew her in close, and she repositioned herself flush against his torso, spooning her. His dick was still sensitive and leaking but it didn't matter because she was near and that's all he cared about. He traced his fingers along her hip, making note of every mole and freckle he touched.

Donna's voice pierced the silence. "Harvey."

"Yeah?"

"I don't want tonight to end."

"I know," he said while hugging her tighter.

If he could, he'd make time stand still. "Get some rest."

"Will you be here in the morning?"

"God, yes."

"Good."

Donna, I… " He didn't finish.

Realizing her body had gone limp in his arms, he kept the rest of his words to himself.

Seconds later, Harvey closed his eyes and welcomed sleep.

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