“Alex?” Olivia cracked the door open without knocking
and stuck her head in, a frown creasing her forehead when she realized the ADA’s office was empty.
Doing a quick visual sweep,
she noted the expensive leather briefcase propped up against the chair and then
the glasses tossed haphazardly on the desk blotter.
The glasses…
Olivia shook her head as she
dropped her eyes to the floor.
Those fucking glasses.
Eighty percent of the time
she could keep her hormones in check when the blonde was around. Well… maybe not in check, but at least somewhat under control.
Then Alex would look at her,
her eyes sparkling behind those plain black glasses…
A sly smile crept onto
Olivia’s lips. Glancing behind her, she
made sure the hallway was empty and then stepped inside the office, closing the
door softly behind her. Moving to the
desk, she slowly reached out and picked up the frames, turning them over in her
hands as she felt her heart begin to race.
She closed her eyes and
slipped the glasses on, leaning her head to one side as Alex’s scent washed
over her, that unique blend of jasmine and vanilla, mixed in with something
that was so completely unique that even an entire afternoon spent ghosting the
perfume counter at Macy’s hadn’t given up it’s secret.
With a sigh, she crossed her
arms over her chest, feeling the heat rise into her cheeks as her mind began to
imagine what other fragrances Alex possessed… not to mention how she might
taste… She groaned softly.
“Olivia? What are you doing?”
The detective spun around,
her eyes flying open to see subject of her musings leaning up against the door
frame, looking at her curiously.
“I’m sorry!” Olivia stammered. “I was… I just…” Then she blinked in confusion. “Alex?”
A small smile curled the corners of her mouth as she watched the tall
blonde’s ears turn bright pink. Moving
to stand next to her, she looked up at the ADA through the thin lenses. “These glasses don’t have a prescription.”
She watched in amusement as
the flush traveled from the blonde’s ears to her cheeks and then down onto her
neck where it highlighted the smooth skin and gentle muscles in a completely
distracting manner. Unable to stop
herself, she followed the trail of pink as it dusted across the tops of pale
breasts before disappearing into the low V of the counselor’s shirt. Her gaze might have stayed there indefinitely
if the sound of Alex not-so-subtly clearing her throat hadn’t caused her to
yank her eyes back up to meet furious blue ones.
“Take them off.” Alex
demanded.
“No.” The detective smirked and backed up few
feet. “Not until you tell me the story.”
“Olivia…” The ADA’s
voice was low and husky, causing the brunette to stumble slightly as a spike of
electricity traveled down her spine to sap the strength from her knees. “Take them off.”
“No.” Olivia swallowed. “Tell me.”
The blonde sighed, pushing
the door shut behind her before going to sit on the edge of her desk.
It was one of Olivia’s very
favorite positions for the ADA
and she was hard pressed not to stare at her legs. Instead she cocked her head to one side and
placed her index finger against her chin, hiding behind the snarky grin she was
throwing at her friend.
“It was my second year in
law school. I was chief counsel for the
prosecution at mock court.” Alex ran her
hand through her hair, pushing it away from her face, but her eyes were focused
on the floor and she didn’t see the flash of heat and want that flooded the
detectives face. “I pulled Roysin as
judge. She was a tough old bird, but
smart. I wanted to impress her.” She
laughed, a little bitterly Olivia thought.
“The case was murder in the second degree. I had everything… witnesses, motive,
evidence, all my briefs were perfect, all my exhibits unquestionable….”
“And?”
Alex bit her lower lip. “And I lost.”
“What?” Olivia felt her temper flare and almost
laughed at herself. I’m
pissed off about a fake case she lost in law school… Jesus Benson, get a grip! She took a
deep breath. “What happened?”
“That’s what I asked
Roysin. She said… She said…”
The ADA
rolled her eyes. “She said that juries
were human, and that the best arguments in the world wouldn’t do a damn bit of
good if no one was paying attention to them.”
“Ooookay….” The detective shook her head. “I’m obviously missing something.”
“According to the ‘jury’ my ass
was infinitely more interesting than my pontificating.”
“Oh.” Olivia bit the inside of her cheek. “Uhm… how did you dress back then?’
Alex’s face flushed bright
red. “The same way I dress now! At least for court.”
“Well, there you go.” She sat down on the desk next to the attorney
and nudged her playfully in the ribs. “You’ve always had the best ass in the
courthouse.”
The ADA tried to frown at her, but Olivia could
see the edges of a smile on her lips.
“That still doesn’t explain
the glasses.”
“Ahh, well. I decided I needed something to draw
attention away from my other assets.
Something people could focus on that wasn’t-“
“Perfect?” The detective finished with a grin.
Alex bumped her shoulder
against Olivia’s affectionately.
“Something like that.”
“Well, it didn’t work.” The brunette took a deep breath and looked
directly into clear blue eyes. “Because
you’re still perfect.”
Their gaze held for several
long moments as the space between them seemed to fill with an energy that
neither of them could explain or deny.
Finally, Alex took a shaky breath and looked away.
“It did work.” She smoothed her hands across the tops of her
thighs, trying to ignore the dampness of her palms. “Once I put the glasses on, nearly every jury
was mine. And even the ones that didn’t
go my way, at least I knew they were listening.”
Olivia nodded. “They do add yet another oh-so-subtle level
of intensity to you, Ms. Cabot. But tell
me, why do you wear them outside of court?”
Alex groaned and hung her
head slightly, finding it impossible to meet the deep brown eyes watching her
intently.
Olivia put her fingers under
that perfect chin and raised the ADA’s
head until they were looking at each other again. “Tell me.”
She said softly.
Alex sighed. “Do you remember the Sullivan case?”
The detective quirked one
eyebrow. “The guy who lost his car in a
poker game and decided to offer his buddies some time with his daughter
instead?” She shuddered. “Like I could forget it.”
“That’s the one. I could feel the jury pulling back, trying to
distance themselves mentally from the ugly picture I was trying to paint for
them. So when I went back to the table,
I put my glasses on. And when I looked
up… there you were in the back row.” She
took a deep breath and stared directly into the detective’s eyes. “I watched your face change…”
Olivia swallowed, trying to
control her breathing as her heart rate increased.
“Most people, they sit up a
little straighter, they lean forward a little bit more…” The blonde’s eyes slid down to fixate on
Olivia’s mouth. “You licked your lips.”
“Uh… Alex…”
The ADA ignored her. “Then I saw your teeth bite down on your
lower lip as your cheeks flushed… as your eyes, somehow, became even darker.
You had your hands on the back of the bench in front of you and I could see
your knuckles turn white as your fingers tightened.” She let out a shaky breath as she whispered,
“You looked… hungry.”
A warning siren went off in
the back of OIivia’s head as her inner voice screamed at her to go, to turn
around and walk away. She could make up
a reason later, but right now she needed to leave… fast. “Uhm… I need to get back to the
precinct.” She started to turn. “I’ll talk to you la-“
Before she could take a step
she felt strong hands grab the front of her jacket and found herself pushed
backwards against the office door as Alex’s body pressed into her. The blonde’s face was less than an inch from
hers and she could feel quick ragged breaths wash over her lips as Alex moved in
even closer.
“You asked the question,
detective.” The ADA growled.
“I’m not going to let you run from the answer. I kept wearing the glasses, because you kept
looking at me like that every time you saw me in them.” Closing the distance between them, she
pressed their mouths together.
Olivia gasped as desire, hot
and liquid, settle briefly in her stomach before sliding down further to create
an intense ache at the juncture between her legs.
Alex took advantage of the
moment to slide her tongue between the brunette’s lips, moaning quietly as she
sampled the sweetness of the other woman’s mouth. Her hands released Olivia’s jacket to slide
possessively down her sides. Hooking her
fingers into the belt loops of tightly fitting jeans, she used them to pull the
older woman’s hips even closer.
“Oh, god…” Olivia groaned loudly as she spun them
around, sliding her knee between Alex’s thighs as she buried her fingers into soft,
honey-blonde hair. When the younger
woman began to shake, she pressed into her harder, her lips sliding down to
bite roughly against the pale, elegant throat.
“Oh….” Alex arched her back, pushing herself roughly
against the delicious pressure between her legs. Her eyes shut tightly as she felt the
detective’s incredibly soft lips dip low into the V of her shirt. “Liv...”
Voices from the hallway
outside finally broke through the passionate haze that had enveloped them and
Olivia’s eyes widened as she realized she was about to take the ADA right
there, right up against the unlocked office door. She pulled back, walking over to place both
of her hands on the edge of the desk as she hung her head, taking in deep, even
breaths.
“Liv?”
Olivia looked up to see Alex
standing where she had left her, her hair out of place, her shirt almost
completely unbuttoned. The blonde’s eyes
were half-closed, her voice barely more than a whisper and the look of unbridled
desire on her face was almost enough to shake the detectives resolve. She could see herself lowering Alex to the
floor… imagined running her hands up those smooth, pale thighs to bury her
fingers in the warmth and wetness she knew she would find there…
Groaning, Olivia pointedly
fixed her eyes on the desktop as she slipped her feet back and began doing
pushups, counting loudly in her own head as she tried to push the vivid images
out of her mind.
“Liv?”
This time there was
amusement in the counselor’s voice.
“Just…stay over there.” The detective ordered. “Gimme a minute.”
Alex leaned her head to one
side and smiled fondly as she watched Olivia work up a sweat. When the older woman finally stopped her
calisthenics, she closed the space between them, wrapping her arms around her
from behind. “Feel better?”
“No.” Olivia grumped, earning a gentle laugh from
the ADA. “God, you make me crazy.”
“I noticed.” Alex lowered her head and pressed her lips to
Olivia’s neck, enjoying the detective’s sweet scent and the salty tang of her
skin. “Would it help if I told you that
you have the same affect on me?”
The brunette turned in the
embrace and placed her hands on Alex’s hips.
“It might.” She smiled
shyly. “It would help even more if you
agreed to have dinner with me tonight.”
“I’d love to.” Alex kissed her softly before resting her
chin against Olivia’s forehead.
They stayed that way for
several long minutes until the detective finally chuckled. “So… you lied.”
“I did not!” Alex protested through her laughter. “I never
once said that I needed glasses!”
“Ahh, but by your actions,
you implied it.” She tsked softly. “At the very least, I think that would
constitute misrepresentation.” Olivia
smirked. “Do you know what that means?”
The ADA raised one eyebrow.
“It means that buried deep
down inside that staid, perfect girl façade…”
She pressed her body up against Alex, grinning in satisfaction when the
blonde’s eyes closed and her breathing became shallow. “…is a very, very naughty girl trying to get out.”
It was Olivia’s turn to
groan when Alex pushed back, rubbing her chest back and forth lightly so that
the detective could feel the sharp points of her nipples beneath the cream
colored silk. “You think so?” She whispered.
“Oh god, I hope so…” Olivia breathed.
Their lips met in a soft
kiss, one that hinted of the passion that simmered wildly just beneath the
surface of their self control. When they
broke apart, Alex ran her fingers across Olivia’s lower lip.
“I’m sorry I lied about the
glasses.”
“Don’t be.” The detective’s smile shined brightly through
her eyes as she pulled the glasses off and settled them gently on the lawyer’s
perfect nose. “All the better to see me
with.”
