A Woman Undone: Part 33/?
Happy Saturday, everyone. Okay, so that's lame. Anyway...as promised to everybody, I am posting a rather delicious update to A Woman Undone. Consider it my gift to you all for the Holidays, whichever holiday you might celebrate (if at all). I had sooo much fun writing this part, even though it was really difficult. Maybe after reading, you'll kind of see why. Happy Birthday, Trini! I hope you do something JUST FOR YOU on YOUR day. It's a big one after all. To my baby...Vegas, here we cum, and I'm so happy to be able to take you there for the first time. To everyone else: Thank you so much for making this story worth writing. If it weren't for you all, it would cease to exist. So this one is for you!
Part 33
Back at her apartment, Olivia was getting ready to go out. She had left the precinct not long after Alex had, given the fact that it was her day off and she was so tired that she couldn’t even focus on her work. After taking a nap and waking up to endless thoughts of Alex, she decided to go out for the evening. She wasn’t really sure which bar or club she would go to, but she already knew in her head that she probably wouldn’t be coming home alone tonight. She picked out clothes to wear that were comfortable, yet provocative in all the right places. She grabbed her wallet, her phone, and her pager and headed downstairs to explore the night.
Upon her instructions, the cabdriver dropped Olivia off at a bar that she probably could have walked to. She hadn’t planned on going there tonight, but after flipping through all the bars and clubs around in her head, she decided on this one. It was a busy night as she had expected, but she was glad that it was. She was looking forward to blending in and mingling with the crowds. Olivia actually enjoyed meeting new people, talking to them, flirting. In her mind, the busier the better, especially tonight when all she wanted to do was replace her thoughts of Alex with thoughts of someone else, and it didn’t matter who, just someone.
As soon as Olivia walked inside, she saw a familiar face standing by a pool table talking to someone she didn’t know. Their eyes met and a silent understanding passed between them as Olivia headed towards the bar to order what she guessed would be the first of many drinks. Not long after the bartender set down a beer in front of her, she felt a hand rest gently on her shoulder. She turned around slowly to see a beaming face standing in front of her.
“Hi, Liv. It’s been a while.”
Madison was one of the most beautiful women Olivia had ever met, until her eyes had fallen upon Alexandra Cabot, that is. She was tall and slender with legs for days. Her long hair was dark brown with natural red highlights that when laid on the pillow accentuated the perfect tone of her beautiful tan skin. She used to be Olivia’s physical therapist a year or so ago when Olivia had dislocated her shoulder. They worked together for weeks and became incredibly close within that time period, and when Olivia was fully healed, they celebrated - in Olivia’s bed. But neither one of them was looking for a serious commitment, and so their relationship began in the bedroom and ended in the bedroom, and had been that way for a long time. It had been a little over a month since they had last enjoyed each other’s company, and in the crowded bar that Sunday night, the woman was a welcomed sight.
“Madison,” Olivia purred. “It has been a long time.”
The two women smiled warmly and gave each other a hug that lingered for just a moment.
“How have you been?” Madison asked before taking a seat.
“I’ve been…okay,” Olivia stuttered, taking a sip of her drink.
“That good, huh?” the woman joked as she motioned to the bartender. “Same as her,” she told him before returning her attention to the beautiful woman next to her.
“Everything’s pretty much the same, actually,” Olivia said casually and not far from the truth. Taking away everything that had happened between her and Alex, things pretty much were the same. She was alone, like she was before she met the ADA, and she was perusing the nights, like she had always done before she met the ADA. There was no need to fill the gaps with the dramatic turn of events between her and Alexandra Cabot, so she left them out.
“Yeah, I guess that’s why you’re here,” came Madison’s response to Olivia’s confession that things hadn’t changed much.
“Ouch, low blow,” Olivia feigned being insulted.
“Oh c’mon, Liv. I’m just kidding. I mean I’m here too, right?” Madison replied.
Not very many people called her ‘Liv.’ In fact, off the top of her head, Elliot was the only other one she could think of who did. When Madison called her by the nickname, though, it always made Olivia smile. There was something sweet and affectionate about it, like something special between them. Olivia couldn’t really explain it, but it was something that she had missed since they had last spoken.
“So have you been trolling here for long tonight?” Olivia asked referring to the woman Madison had been talking to when she first saw her.
“Eh, not really, but I’m glad to see you here tonight,” Madison said with a flirtatious smile and a sensual touch to Olivia’s knee.
Olivia looked down to where Madison’s hand lay. She knew where these advances would go if she wanted them to, but the question was: Did she want to go there?
“Yes,” Olivia suddenly blurted out, unintentionally voicing the answer to the question she was asking in her head.
Madison flashed a wide grin accompanied with a soft giggle, and motioned her head towards the exit.
“Yes,” Olivia said more quietly this time.
The two women paid for their drinks and left the bar together.
“Your place or mine?” Olivia asked once they got outside.
Madison leaned in and kissed her gently on the mouth. As their lips broke apart, but with their faces still close together, Madison whispered, “Your place. It’s closer.”
As they walked the few blocks back to her apartment, Olivia looked up at the sky. She couldn’t help but think about Alex and wonder what she was doing tonight, but for the first time, she didn’t feel as sad as she once had. She certainly wasn’t at peace with everything, but the aching torment in her gut had subsided somewhat. She attributed it to the company she was with, and in that case she already dreaded the morning.
Alex woke up after a much-needed nap. She could have slept through the night had it not been for the mouth-watering smells wafting in from the kitchen. That was one good thing about Richard - he was a fabulous cook. Alex couldn’t even make a piece of toast without burning it, so Richard was usually the one to take care of the food. Even simple dishes he could turn into something delicious. He once made her a grilled cheese sandwich that was one of the best things she’d ever eaten.
Alex pulled on a pair of pants and a sweatshirt. By the door to her bedroom, she saw Olivia’s clothes that she had worn home this morning. She figured she was running out of decent things to wear even around the house, so much to her dismay, she gathered some clothes together to do at least one load of laundry. Carrying the hamper, she opened the door to her bedroom to throw everything into the washing machine. As soon as she entered the hallway, Richard called to her from the kitchen.
“Alex, you up?”
“Yeah,” she hollered back. “I’m just doing a load of laundry.”
“Tonight?” he questioned, surprised that she would choose such a late time in the evening to do house chores.
“Yeah, I need to wash…” Alex stopped herself from finishing her sentence with, “Olivia’s clothes” and let her words trail off instead. It had suddenly dawned on her that Richard hadn’t even noticed she was wearing someone else’s clothes this morning when she came home. She laughed to herself as she realized that it wasn’t always a bad thing that he was so unobservant sometimes. Closing the lid on the washing machine, Alex headed towards the kitchen to see what Richard had prepared for dinner.
Much to her surprise, the dining room looked much like it had the night he proposed to her, though with fewer candles and a bottle of wine rather than a bottle of champagne. On the table were two plates of pasta with an oil and Parmesan mixture that was lighter than a cream sauce but just as delicious. Strips of grilled seasoned chicken lay on top with garlic bread on the side and their salads in separate bowls. Richard pulled out Alex’s chair for her to sit down in, so formal that it made her a little uncomfortable. She wasn’t prepared for any more surprises like the one he had for her last time. But before she had too much time to worry about it, Richard put her mind at ease.
“I just wanted to try to make up for the way I behaved during lunch today. That was an asshole thing to do, and I’m sorry.”
Alex was a little taken aback by his apology. Richard had never really been one to apologize for things like that. If he thought he was right in doing something, then he was right and he seldom ever deviated from his ‘correct’ way of thinking. That’s probably what made him such a good attorney and so successful for that matter. Alex didn’t feel like drilling the topic into the ground. It was obvious that he had gotten her meaning earlier this afternoon with her warning to never do what he did again, so she decided to let it go and to enjoy dinner with him instead.
“It’s okay, Richard,” she said, acknowledging his apology before placing her napkin in her lap and spinning pasta onto her fork. “Everything looks delicious.”
“Thank you. I figured you’d be hungry after what you ate for lunch,” he said as he uncorked the bottle of wine.
“Yeah, the sea bass came so highly recommended, but I actually didn’t care much for it,” she said in a somewhat mocking fashion.
“Touché,” Richard laughed as he held up the wine bottle. “A 2004 J.L. Chave Hermitage Blanc, just like you like with your pasta.”
Alex couldn’t help but smile. It was true that he knew the little things about her, and as much as she wanted to rebel against that, it was still comforting to know that he knew even the smallest thing about her like what kind of toothpaste she liked to use.
“Sounds like a nice bottle of wine,” Alex commented as he poured her a glass.
“Ninety-seven points.”
The two of them enjoyed the dinner Richard had prepared. The food was delicious, the setting was romantic but not overly done, and the conversation actually kept going without any awkward moments or pauses. They even laughed together, something that had been seriously lacking in their relationship for quite some time.
“John called me while you were sleeping,” Richard told her, as they were finishing up. John McAllister was a partner in a very prestigious law firm in New York City, a firm that had practically begged Richard to come work for them not that long ago. “They’re having a huge banquet some time in the next month or so, and he called to invite us. He also said that if we wanted to bring our own friends that they’d be more than welcomed, so I figured you could invite people from work, like Olivia and Elliot.”
“You want to invite them?” Alex asked completely surprised not only that he had remembered their names but that he had even thought of inviting them in the first place.
“Well, I figured they’re important to you since you work with them, and besides, it would be a good chance for you to smooth out the tension between you and Olivia and it would be a nice opportunity for me to get to know them.”
“That means a lot to me, Richard. I’ll think about it,” Alex said with a small smile. The thought of inviting Olivia to a banquet made her nervous because she was almost certain she’d say no. But Richard was right - it would be a good chance for her to smooth things over with her even if only on a professional level.
Richard started clearing the table as Alex sat and sipped her wine. She had tried to help him, but he insisted on doing it himself, telling her just to relax. As she sat there, her mind and body could strongly feel the effects of the wine, this being the beginning of her third glass, but she still managed to get up to throw the wet clothes from the washing machine into the drier. Several minutes after she was done and sitting comfortably on the couch, Richard returned from the kitchen to join her. The table was cleared, the food was put away, the dishes were in the dishwasher, and the lights were dimmed. Alex could have fallen asleep right there on the sofa had it not been for Richard running his fingers through her blonde locks. His hands trailed down to her shoulders as he began to give her a light massage.
“You’re so tense, sweetie,” he purred into her ear.
Alex let out a small moan as she relaxed into him. “Yeah, I think the wine has helped with that though.”
“And what about me?”
She moaned again, though louder this time. “Yes, you too.”
Richard’s mouth moved closer and closer to Alex’s ear as he bent down to kiss her. He knew the sensitive spot she had just behind her ear, and he caressed her there. Alex closed her eyes, losing herself to the alcohol, but her thoughts still remained on one person.
Olivia and Madison scrambled their way through the front door of Olivia’s apartment like they’d done several times before, but this time seemed different, at least for Olivia. When they’d fucked each other before, it was never an intense, emotional encounter but rather something done for fun, as tactless as that might sound. Their times together before had involved lots of laughter caused by lots of alcohol, but this time neither of them was drunk and neither of them was laughing. And they usually never made it to the bedroom, opting instead for the couch, the floor, some place against a wall, or even on a countertop, but just once.
Madison could feel Olivia clawing into her desperately as every kiss became more and more intense and passionate. Their synchronized steps moved their bodies slowly down the hall through the dark shadows of the apartment. Once inside the bedroom, Madison fumbled for the light switch, flipping it on, but Olivia immediately turned it back off. She wanted the darkness to surround them, to hide them…or maybe she wanted the darkness to disguise the woman she was with.
Richard led Alex to the bedroom, turning off the lights as they went. His grip was around her wrist, but not in a forceful way, as they slowly walked down the hallway. The darkness of the bedroom was comforting in an unusual way for Alex as Richard’s arms encircled her small frame, bringing her closer to him from head to toe.
With the back of Madison’s knees pushed up against the edge of the bed, Olivia’s mouth began attacking the woman’s body. She roughly bent Madison’s head to the side, exposing the long expanse of her neck, and allowed her teeth to scrape against her skin. The red marks she was leaving would be visible the next day, she was certain of it. The tip of her tongue pressed hard against her throat as her lips melded into her flesh. With one arm wrapped underneath the woman’s shoulder, Olivia held the back of her head as she continued her attack. Madison let out a loud moan as she felt her knees began to quiver.
With Alex’s back to the bed, Richard held her face in both of his hands. Even in the darkness she could tell he was looking at her intensely. He leaned forward to kiss her, but paused for a brief second, the anticipation in him building immensely. Alex parted her lips slightly, waiting for him to close the distance between their mouths, but he didn’t. That brief second - that pause - was all it took for Alex’s mind and body to be lost to Olivia and the pleasure she had inflicted on her in the past. She closed her eyes as she felt the side of her neck being kissed aggressively. She felt the touch of Olivia’s soft lips pushing against her skin as she leaned into her tongue’s caress down her throat. She arched against the hands pressed firmly on her back and the fingers digging into her. With ‘her’ in mind, Alex released herself to the pleasures in the darkness.
Olivia pushed Madison down on the bed and took no time in straddling her hips. She leaned forward placing a hand on both sides of her head and traced her tongue lightly across Madison’s bottom lip. Using her strong stomach and back muscles to hold herself up, Olivia used both hands to slowly undo the buttons on Madison’s shirt while her tongue continued teasing her lips. The touch between them was seductive in a way that they’d never shared before. The movements were sensual when before they had been rushed and frantic. When the last button was undone, Olivia slid her hands across the smooth, toned stomach before her. Madison’s muscles tightened in their reaction to Olivia’s touch, as the pace of her breathing quickened. Unhooking her bra from the front, Olivia grazed her palms across Madison’s taut nipples. Cupping one breast in her hand, Olivia lowered her head to capture one nipple between her lips before moving her head to suck the other. Using her free hand, she massaged her way back down her stomach towards the top of her pants, pausing before undoing the button.
Like she was floating, Alex felt her body being laid down on the bed. Her heart beat faster in her chest as she licked her lips sensually and hid behind her closed eyes. She felt Olivia’s body lower on top of her own, her weight pressing against her as she placed a knee on both sides of her hips. When Alex inhaled deeply, she could smell the scent of the woman she loved so close to her. Her mouth parted as she felt Olivia’s tongue slide against her lips and slightly between them. Her skin tingled at the mere touch being placed on her stomach as her shirt was being lifted slowly up her torso and over her head. Her skin was completely exposed, as were her breasts. Alex arched her back when she felt the moistness of soft lips wrap around her nipple and strong hands squeeze her hips and waist as they made their way down to her pants.
With expert fingers, Olivia quickly undid the button of Madison’s pants, and kneeling on the bed beside her she began slowly pulling them down. The struggle between the two of them to get Madison’s pants all the way off caused laughter to ring through the darkness and brought a different sound to the room other than their heavy breathing. Finally with Madison’s pants came her underwear down her legs until she was completely open to Olivia and naked, save for her unbuttoned shirt, which was already undone. Madison bent her knees and spread her legs apart, welcoming the detective’s body between her thighs. Olivia didn’t hesitate before she lowered her hips and closed the distance between their bodies. Madison could tell that Olivia wasn’t interested in being fucked tonight. For whatever reasons, the detective needed to be in complete control. She needed to fuck someone, so Madison didn’t even try to unclothe or touch her in ways that would bring her just as much pleasure as she was causing. Olivia began moving her hips between Madison’s thighs, the upper part of her leg rubbing hard against her clit. Madison wrapped her arms and legs around her as Olivia buried her face in her hair and neck, both of them moaning intensely, the beads of sweat building on their chests.
Alex felt the waistband of her pants loosen as the button and zipper were released. She needed so desperately to be controlled tonight. She needed to be lost to her - even if only in a dream. Alex could feel expert fingers curl around the fabric of her pants and brush against her skin as the last of her clothes were completely removed from her body. Lying there on the bed, exposed and bare, Alex anticipated the weight of Olivia lowering on top of her. Her knees bent and her thighs parted as she welcomed the body moving against her between her legs. Her insides could feel the warm sensations building with every movement against her clit. Alex buried her fingers in Olivia’s short hair as she pressed the brunette’s face into her neck. She could hear the heavy breathing coming from her. She could hear the gasps and the moans. She could feel the sweat trickling down both of their chests as the movements against her body became quicker and more passionate.
Without warning, Olivia pushed two fingers deep into Madison’s wet, throbbing pussy, causing the woman’s back to arch and a scream to escape her throat. How ready she was for Olivia to be inside of her. How desperate Olivia was to fuck her, to attack her, there in the shadows, her prey behind a mask of darkness. Every movement in and out of her aching pussy was slow and deliberate, the intensity building until every thrust became harder and harder, faster and faster. Olivia shoved her tongue between Madison’s lips, swirling inside of her both above and below.
Alex could feel her insides aching unbearably. How ready she was for Olivia to be inside of her. Alex’s pussy clenched around Olivia’s fingers as soon as she entered her. With her eyes still closed, her mind and body focused on her clit throbbing even harder than it was before. She could feel Olivia pushing in and out of her, each thrust deeper than the one before. She could see Olivia’s face leaning over her own, their eyes intense on one another. She could taste Olivia’s lips, as they pressed hard against her own, their tongues battling for control.
Olivia pushed into Madison’s pulsating pussy feeling how close she was to cumming.
Alex could feel Olivia sliding in and out of her throbbing pussy, causing her to come closer and closer to release.
Olivia’s breathing became erratic and she pushed even harder as Madison began to clench around her fingers.
Alex gasped for air as her body reacted to Olivia inside of her, the harder thrusts and the deeper movements.
With one final motion, Olivia made Madison scream to the night as her orgasm shook through her entire body.
With one final motion, Olivia made Alex scream to the night as her orgasm shook through her entire body.
And in unison in the night, two voices whispered to Alex, “I love you.”
Part 33
Back at her apartment, Olivia was getting ready to go out. She had left the precinct not long after Alex had, given the fact that it was her day off and she was so tired that she couldn’t even focus on her work. After taking a nap and waking up to endless thoughts of Alex, she decided to go out for the evening. She wasn’t really sure which bar or club she would go to, but she already knew in her head that she probably wouldn’t be coming home alone tonight. She picked out clothes to wear that were comfortable, yet provocative in all the right places. She grabbed her wallet, her phone, and her pager and headed downstairs to explore the night.
Upon her instructions, the cabdriver dropped Olivia off at a bar that she probably could have walked to. She hadn’t planned on going there tonight, but after flipping through all the bars and clubs around in her head, she decided on this one. It was a busy night as she had expected, but she was glad that it was. She was looking forward to blending in and mingling with the crowds. Olivia actually enjoyed meeting new people, talking to them, flirting. In her mind, the busier the better, especially tonight when all she wanted to do was replace her thoughts of Alex with thoughts of someone else, and it didn’t matter who, just someone.
As soon as Olivia walked inside, she saw a familiar face standing by a pool table talking to someone she didn’t know. Their eyes met and a silent understanding passed between them as Olivia headed towards the bar to order what she guessed would be the first of many drinks. Not long after the bartender set down a beer in front of her, she felt a hand rest gently on her shoulder. She turned around slowly to see a beaming face standing in front of her.
“Hi, Liv. It’s been a while.”
Madison was one of the most beautiful women Olivia had ever met, until her eyes had fallen upon Alexandra Cabot, that is. She was tall and slender with legs for days. Her long hair was dark brown with natural red highlights that when laid on the pillow accentuated the perfect tone of her beautiful tan skin. She used to be Olivia’s physical therapist a year or so ago when Olivia had dislocated her shoulder. They worked together for weeks and became incredibly close within that time period, and when Olivia was fully healed, they celebrated - in Olivia’s bed. But neither one of them was looking for a serious commitment, and so their relationship began in the bedroom and ended in the bedroom, and had been that way for a long time. It had been a little over a month since they had last enjoyed each other’s company, and in the crowded bar that Sunday night, the woman was a welcomed sight.
“Madison,” Olivia purred. “It has been a long time.”
The two women smiled warmly and gave each other a hug that lingered for just a moment.
“How have you been?” Madison asked before taking a seat.
“I’ve been…okay,” Olivia stuttered, taking a sip of her drink.
“That good, huh?” the woman joked as she motioned to the bartender. “Same as her,” she told him before returning her attention to the beautiful woman next to her.
“Everything’s pretty much the same, actually,” Olivia said casually and not far from the truth. Taking away everything that had happened between her and Alex, things pretty much were the same. She was alone, like she was before she met the ADA, and she was perusing the nights, like she had always done before she met the ADA. There was no need to fill the gaps with the dramatic turn of events between her and Alexandra Cabot, so she left them out.
“Yeah, I guess that’s why you’re here,” came Madison’s response to Olivia’s confession that things hadn’t changed much.
“Ouch, low blow,” Olivia feigned being insulted.
“Oh c’mon, Liv. I’m just kidding. I mean I’m here too, right?” Madison replied.
Not very many people called her ‘Liv.’ In fact, off the top of her head, Elliot was the only other one she could think of who did. When Madison called her by the nickname, though, it always made Olivia smile. There was something sweet and affectionate about it, like something special between them. Olivia couldn’t really explain it, but it was something that she had missed since they had last spoken.
“So have you been trolling here for long tonight?” Olivia asked referring to the woman Madison had been talking to when she first saw her.
“Eh, not really, but I’m glad to see you here tonight,” Madison said with a flirtatious smile and a sensual touch to Olivia’s knee.
Olivia looked down to where Madison’s hand lay. She knew where these advances would go if she wanted them to, but the question was: Did she want to go there?
“Yes,” Olivia suddenly blurted out, unintentionally voicing the answer to the question she was asking in her head.
Madison flashed a wide grin accompanied with a soft giggle, and motioned her head towards the exit.
“Yes,” Olivia said more quietly this time.
The two women paid for their drinks and left the bar together.
“Your place or mine?” Olivia asked once they got outside.
Madison leaned in and kissed her gently on the mouth. As their lips broke apart, but with their faces still close together, Madison whispered, “Your place. It’s closer.”
As they walked the few blocks back to her apartment, Olivia looked up at the sky. She couldn’t help but think about Alex and wonder what she was doing tonight, but for the first time, she didn’t feel as sad as she once had. She certainly wasn’t at peace with everything, but the aching torment in her gut had subsided somewhat. She attributed it to the company she was with, and in that case she already dreaded the morning.
Alex woke up after a much-needed nap. She could have slept through the night had it not been for the mouth-watering smells wafting in from the kitchen. That was one good thing about Richard - he was a fabulous cook. Alex couldn’t even make a piece of toast without burning it, so Richard was usually the one to take care of the food. Even simple dishes he could turn into something delicious. He once made her a grilled cheese sandwich that was one of the best things she’d ever eaten.
Alex pulled on a pair of pants and a sweatshirt. By the door to her bedroom, she saw Olivia’s clothes that she had worn home this morning. She figured she was running out of decent things to wear even around the house, so much to her dismay, she gathered some clothes together to do at least one load of laundry. Carrying the hamper, she opened the door to her bedroom to throw everything into the washing machine. As soon as she entered the hallway, Richard called to her from the kitchen.
“Alex, you up?”
“Yeah,” she hollered back. “I’m just doing a load of laundry.”
“Tonight?” he questioned, surprised that she would choose such a late time in the evening to do house chores.
“Yeah, I need to wash…” Alex stopped herself from finishing her sentence with, “Olivia’s clothes” and let her words trail off instead. It had suddenly dawned on her that Richard hadn’t even noticed she was wearing someone else’s clothes this morning when she came home. She laughed to herself as she realized that it wasn’t always a bad thing that he was so unobservant sometimes. Closing the lid on the washing machine, Alex headed towards the kitchen to see what Richard had prepared for dinner.
Much to her surprise, the dining room looked much like it had the night he proposed to her, though with fewer candles and a bottle of wine rather than a bottle of champagne. On the table were two plates of pasta with an oil and Parmesan mixture that was lighter than a cream sauce but just as delicious. Strips of grilled seasoned chicken lay on top with garlic bread on the side and their salads in separate bowls. Richard pulled out Alex’s chair for her to sit down in, so formal that it made her a little uncomfortable. She wasn’t prepared for any more surprises like the one he had for her last time. But before she had too much time to worry about it, Richard put her mind at ease.
“I just wanted to try to make up for the way I behaved during lunch today. That was an asshole thing to do, and I’m sorry.”
Alex was a little taken aback by his apology. Richard had never really been one to apologize for things like that. If he thought he was right in doing something, then he was right and he seldom ever deviated from his ‘correct’ way of thinking. That’s probably what made him such a good attorney and so successful for that matter. Alex didn’t feel like drilling the topic into the ground. It was obvious that he had gotten her meaning earlier this afternoon with her warning to never do what he did again, so she decided to let it go and to enjoy dinner with him instead.
“It’s okay, Richard,” she said, acknowledging his apology before placing her napkin in her lap and spinning pasta onto her fork. “Everything looks delicious.”
“Thank you. I figured you’d be hungry after what you ate for lunch,” he said as he uncorked the bottle of wine.
“Yeah, the sea bass came so highly recommended, but I actually didn’t care much for it,” she said in a somewhat mocking fashion.
“Touché,” Richard laughed as he held up the wine bottle. “A 2004 J.L. Chave Hermitage Blanc, just like you like with your pasta.”
Alex couldn’t help but smile. It was true that he knew the little things about her, and as much as she wanted to rebel against that, it was still comforting to know that he knew even the smallest thing about her like what kind of toothpaste she liked to use.
“Sounds like a nice bottle of wine,” Alex commented as he poured her a glass.
“Ninety-seven points.”
The two of them enjoyed the dinner Richard had prepared. The food was delicious, the setting was romantic but not overly done, and the conversation actually kept going without any awkward moments or pauses. They even laughed together, something that had been seriously lacking in their relationship for quite some time.
“John called me while you were sleeping,” Richard told her, as they were finishing up. John McAllister was a partner in a very prestigious law firm in New York City, a firm that had practically begged Richard to come work for them not that long ago. “They’re having a huge banquet some time in the next month or so, and he called to invite us. He also said that if we wanted to bring our own friends that they’d be more than welcomed, so I figured you could invite people from work, like Olivia and Elliot.”
“You want to invite them?” Alex asked completely surprised not only that he had remembered their names but that he had even thought of inviting them in the first place.
“Well, I figured they’re important to you since you work with them, and besides, it would be a good chance for you to smooth out the tension between you and Olivia and it would be a nice opportunity for me to get to know them.”
“That means a lot to me, Richard. I’ll think about it,” Alex said with a small smile. The thought of inviting Olivia to a banquet made her nervous because she was almost certain she’d say no. But Richard was right - it would be a good chance for her to smooth things over with her even if only on a professional level.
Richard started clearing the table as Alex sat and sipped her wine. She had tried to help him, but he insisted on doing it himself, telling her just to relax. As she sat there, her mind and body could strongly feel the effects of the wine, this being the beginning of her third glass, but she still managed to get up to throw the wet clothes from the washing machine into the drier. Several minutes after she was done and sitting comfortably on the couch, Richard returned from the kitchen to join her. The table was cleared, the food was put away, the dishes were in the dishwasher, and the lights were dimmed. Alex could have fallen asleep right there on the sofa had it not been for Richard running his fingers through her blonde locks. His hands trailed down to her shoulders as he began to give her a light massage.
“You’re so tense, sweetie,” he purred into her ear.
Alex let out a small moan as she relaxed into him. “Yeah, I think the wine has helped with that though.”
“And what about me?”
She moaned again, though louder this time. “Yes, you too.”
Richard’s mouth moved closer and closer to Alex’s ear as he bent down to kiss her. He knew the sensitive spot she had just behind her ear, and he caressed her there. Alex closed her eyes, losing herself to the alcohol, but her thoughts still remained on one person.
Olivia and Madison scrambled their way through the front door of Olivia’s apartment like they’d done several times before, but this time seemed different, at least for Olivia. When they’d fucked each other before, it was never an intense, emotional encounter but rather something done for fun, as tactless as that might sound. Their times together before had involved lots of laughter caused by lots of alcohol, but this time neither of them was drunk and neither of them was laughing. And they usually never made it to the bedroom, opting instead for the couch, the floor, some place against a wall, or even on a countertop, but just once.
Madison could feel Olivia clawing into her desperately as every kiss became more and more intense and passionate. Their synchronized steps moved their bodies slowly down the hall through the dark shadows of the apartment. Once inside the bedroom, Madison fumbled for the light switch, flipping it on, but Olivia immediately turned it back off. She wanted the darkness to surround them, to hide them…or maybe she wanted the darkness to disguise the woman she was with.
Richard led Alex to the bedroom, turning off the lights as they went. His grip was around her wrist, but not in a forceful way, as they slowly walked down the hallway. The darkness of the bedroom was comforting in an unusual way for Alex as Richard’s arms encircled her small frame, bringing her closer to him from head to toe.
With the back of Madison’s knees pushed up against the edge of the bed, Olivia’s mouth began attacking the woman’s body. She roughly bent Madison’s head to the side, exposing the long expanse of her neck, and allowed her teeth to scrape against her skin. The red marks she was leaving would be visible the next day, she was certain of it. The tip of her tongue pressed hard against her throat as her lips melded into her flesh. With one arm wrapped underneath the woman’s shoulder, Olivia held the back of her head as she continued her attack. Madison let out a loud moan as she felt her knees began to quiver.
With Alex’s back to the bed, Richard held her face in both of his hands. Even in the darkness she could tell he was looking at her intensely. He leaned forward to kiss her, but paused for a brief second, the anticipation in him building immensely. Alex parted her lips slightly, waiting for him to close the distance between their mouths, but he didn’t. That brief second - that pause - was all it took for Alex’s mind and body to be lost to Olivia and the pleasure she had inflicted on her in the past. She closed her eyes as she felt the side of her neck being kissed aggressively. She felt the touch of Olivia’s soft lips pushing against her skin as she leaned into her tongue’s caress down her throat. She arched against the hands pressed firmly on her back and the fingers digging into her. With ‘her’ in mind, Alex released herself to the pleasures in the darkness.
Olivia pushed Madison down on the bed and took no time in straddling her hips. She leaned forward placing a hand on both sides of her head and traced her tongue lightly across Madison’s bottom lip. Using her strong stomach and back muscles to hold herself up, Olivia used both hands to slowly undo the buttons on Madison’s shirt while her tongue continued teasing her lips. The touch between them was seductive in a way that they’d never shared before. The movements were sensual when before they had been rushed and frantic. When the last button was undone, Olivia slid her hands across the smooth, toned stomach before her. Madison’s muscles tightened in their reaction to Olivia’s touch, as the pace of her breathing quickened. Unhooking her bra from the front, Olivia grazed her palms across Madison’s taut nipples. Cupping one breast in her hand, Olivia lowered her head to capture one nipple between her lips before moving her head to suck the other. Using her free hand, she massaged her way back down her stomach towards the top of her pants, pausing before undoing the button.
Like she was floating, Alex felt her body being laid down on the bed. Her heart beat faster in her chest as she licked her lips sensually and hid behind her closed eyes. She felt Olivia’s body lower on top of her own, her weight pressing against her as she placed a knee on both sides of her hips. When Alex inhaled deeply, she could smell the scent of the woman she loved so close to her. Her mouth parted as she felt Olivia’s tongue slide against her lips and slightly between them. Her skin tingled at the mere touch being placed on her stomach as her shirt was being lifted slowly up her torso and over her head. Her skin was completely exposed, as were her breasts. Alex arched her back when she felt the moistness of soft lips wrap around her nipple and strong hands squeeze her hips and waist as they made their way down to her pants.
With expert fingers, Olivia quickly undid the button of Madison’s pants, and kneeling on the bed beside her she began slowly pulling them down. The struggle between the two of them to get Madison’s pants all the way off caused laughter to ring through the darkness and brought a different sound to the room other than their heavy breathing. Finally with Madison’s pants came her underwear down her legs until she was completely open to Olivia and naked, save for her unbuttoned shirt, which was already undone. Madison bent her knees and spread her legs apart, welcoming the detective’s body between her thighs. Olivia didn’t hesitate before she lowered her hips and closed the distance between their bodies. Madison could tell that Olivia wasn’t interested in being fucked tonight. For whatever reasons, the detective needed to be in complete control. She needed to fuck someone, so Madison didn’t even try to unclothe or touch her in ways that would bring her just as much pleasure as she was causing. Olivia began moving her hips between Madison’s thighs, the upper part of her leg rubbing hard against her clit. Madison wrapped her arms and legs around her as Olivia buried her face in her hair and neck, both of them moaning intensely, the beads of sweat building on their chests.
Alex felt the waistband of her pants loosen as the button and zipper were released. She needed so desperately to be controlled tonight. She needed to be lost to her - even if only in a dream. Alex could feel expert fingers curl around the fabric of her pants and brush against her skin as the last of her clothes were completely removed from her body. Lying there on the bed, exposed and bare, Alex anticipated the weight of Olivia lowering on top of her. Her knees bent and her thighs parted as she welcomed the body moving against her between her legs. Her insides could feel the warm sensations building with every movement against her clit. Alex buried her fingers in Olivia’s short hair as she pressed the brunette’s face into her neck. She could hear the heavy breathing coming from her. She could hear the gasps and the moans. She could feel the sweat trickling down both of their chests as the movements against her body became quicker and more passionate.
Without warning, Olivia pushed two fingers deep into Madison’s wet, throbbing pussy, causing the woman’s back to arch and a scream to escape her throat. How ready she was for Olivia to be inside of her. How desperate Olivia was to fuck her, to attack her, there in the shadows, her prey behind a mask of darkness. Every movement in and out of her aching pussy was slow and deliberate, the intensity building until every thrust became harder and harder, faster and faster. Olivia shoved her tongue between Madison’s lips, swirling inside of her both above and below.
Alex could feel her insides aching unbearably. How ready she was for Olivia to be inside of her. Alex’s pussy clenched around Olivia’s fingers as soon as she entered her. With her eyes still closed, her mind and body focused on her clit throbbing even harder than it was before. She could feel Olivia pushing in and out of her, each thrust deeper than the one before. She could see Olivia’s face leaning over her own, their eyes intense on one another. She could taste Olivia’s lips, as they pressed hard against her own, their tongues battling for control.
Olivia pushed into Madison’s pulsating pussy feeling how close she was to cumming.
Alex could feel Olivia sliding in and out of her throbbing pussy, causing her to come closer and closer to release.
Olivia’s breathing became erratic and she pushed even harder as Madison began to clench around her fingers.
Alex gasped for air as her body reacted to Olivia inside of her, the harder thrusts and the deeper movements.
With one final motion, Olivia made Madison scream to the night as her orgasm shook through her entire body.
With one final motion, Olivia made Alex scream to the night as her orgasm shook through her entire body.
And in unison in the night, two voices whispered to Alex, “I love you.”