Title: Hot Summer Night
Author: Debb
Rating: NC-17
Show/Pairing: Law & Order: CI Bobby/Alex
Synopsys: Well, it's hot, and it's summer in NYC, and it's at night... and it's NC-17.
Disclaimer: Sadly, they belong to Dick, and i'm just borrowing them. I do mention his name, tho... :).
Thanks to Kara for beta reading!


She curled her legs up underneath her, settling back into the over-sized chair comfortably. She cradled an iced-tea in both hands, and leaned her head back, watching the bed silently. He rolled over onto his stomach, sprawled out appealingly over most of the big bed, and exhaled loudly.

Alex smiled, wondering what he dreamed about sometimes. He wouldn't tell her when she asked, which meant he was afraid she'd think he was weird. He'd talk about work, and he enjoyed talking about sex dreams, which left... what? Probably something involving his mother. Most of his hang-ups could be traced back to one of his parents.

She sighed, and took a sip of her iced-tea. God, it was hot, even with the air-conditioning running. Of course, the heat also had it's good points. She could wear her skimpiest negligeé, and there was definite appeal in watching a sweaty, naked Bobby sound asleep on his big four-poster.

When he rolled over again, face up this time, her eyes traveled downward, smile broadening into a grin.

"Flag at half mast," she thought, licking her bottom lip delicately. She could go over there and wake him up. As nicely as possible, of course. Alex shivered in aroused anticipation.


She'd had her hand on his dick for several minutes when he woke up, rock hard, panting, throbbing under her fingers. He stared into her eyes for a long moment, them moved abruptly, rolling them both over, spreading her legs with his hands. He let them travel upward, sliding his palms up her inner thighs and letting his fingers explore her warm wetness for a few tantalizing seconds before removing them to untie the black ribbons at her hips and toss her panties aside. His slid his hands up and down her thighs, butt, back, belly, applying pressure in a sort of constant, rhythmic, erotic massage.

She panted into his neck, running her fingernails lightly over his shoulders, down his back and up again. He pushed her negligeé up and off, exposing her breasts, then lowered his head, lightly sucking and licking her hardened nipples; settling his solid, sexy weight between her legs. She moaned again, running her hands through his hair, pushing her breasts against him.

He untangled himself from her hands, moving slowly upwards until their bodies meshed; never taking his gaze off of her face. She looked up into intense brown eyes, as he finally thrust slowly into her; moaned into his mouth as he lowered it to hers.

"Bobby, Bobby, Bobby," A whispered chant as she released his mouth the revel in the heat and the pressure and the rhythm of his body moving inside her. She wrapped her legs aroud him, raising her hips and pulling his head down to her neck.

He covered her with kisses, marking her, slow and sensual and driving her crazy. "Oh, god... faster," she panted, body moving with his, mind on the spring coiling tighter and tighter in her belly, begging for release.

"Wait for me, Alex," he said; a plea and a demand.

She clenched around him in reply, and he cried out in startled pleasure.

"Do it again," no plea, just breathless, excited demand. She pulled him in closer with her legs, squeezing twice, and the spring snapped just before he did, both of them shouting their ecstasy.

They lay there tangled together while bodies cooled, muscles relaxed, racing hearts slowed. She basked in the pleasure of just lying with him in silence. He sighed into her hair, and she smiled lazily, eyelids heavy. He'd sleep again soon. She lay awake contemplating tomorrow with lazy satisfaction.

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