NYPD Blue Fanfiction
Vicki's Fanfic
Chapter 6
AloneTogether
Andy: (thinking to
himself) God, if she only knew what that does to me. Her touch, so soft and
powerful. Loving her has made me better than even God could have expected. Why
am I so afraid? Where's this coming from? A lot of damned nonsense, limo, hotel
room.....is that it? Because everyone knows? Pshh....what, like they
wouldn't know if we had stayed home? Ay, yi yi......get a grip.
Connie: (thinking to
herself) What is going on with him? This is too much for him. Hit a bump in the
road, and he goes nuts. Let him know everything is going to be ok. Nice and easy
does it, girl.
Connie: Andy, are you
ok?
Andy: Yeah, good.
Connie: Are we ok?
Andy: Absolutely. What
makes you ask that?
Connie: I don't know.
Your sitting there likes its the first time we've ever gone out together.
Andy: I'm
sorry....its...ya know...the limo...the room......just not what I thought
tonight would be.
Connie: And you
thought......(sliding over closer to him)
Andy: I don't
know....not this.
Connie: Andy, loosen up
some. Enjoy the night.
She reaches over and
gives him a kiss. He holds back at first, then he gives in. Sloooow and easy.
Connie:(thinking to
herself, got him!) Ummm.......that wasn't so bad , now was it?
Andy: Not bad at all.
We're giving Joe here a bit of a show.
Connie: Then put up the
partition.
Andy: If I do, will you
behave?
Connie: No.
Andy: Ok then.....(he
pushes the up button on the panel for the partition)........better?
Connie: Getting
there.............(as she reaches for the intercom)....Joe? Would you be a honey
and take us the long way?
Joe: The long way???
Connie: Yeah, get us
lost for a while.
Joe: Alright, lost it
is.
Andy: Hay,
hay......what do...
Connie: Shhhhh......relax.
Andy: A little too late
for that.
Connie: Try.
She loosens his tie and
unbuttons his collar and begins to nibble on his neck. Her hand slides under his
jacket and rubs his chest. She can feel his heart racing. She unbuttons his
shirt all the way. She reaches down and takes hold of his belt. His hand stops
her. She gives his nipple a quick lick.........he gives in. As she unzips his
paints, she looks him square in the eyes and smiles. She reaches down and finds
him semi-hard. A bigger smile and a lift of her eyebrow.
Andy: Connie.........
Connie: Shhhhh(she
whispers in his ear as she kisses him)
Her tongue traces his ear, then to his neck. Her tongue feels cool and soft going down his chest. She playfully kisses around. One more look in his eyes. Her mouth comes to rest on his thickness. She takes him all in. Her lips lock him up tight. Slowly, she begins to move her mouth around him. Up and down. Up an down........slow as molasses. Her tongue dances around his thickness. Her hand reaches up and takes hold of his nipple. She gives it a tweak, not too hard as to scare him, just enough to let him know.
Deep sighs fill the
air.
Andy:
Connie.......don't........stop.......
Connie: Stop??
Andy:
No........don't........
Connie: Don't stop?
Alright.
He can't look at her.
If he does he'll explode.. He wants this feeling to last a very long time. Her
lips around him, moving faster now. Her mouth and tongue are working magic on
him. He grabs for the back of her head and pulls her in. His hips begin to
thrust. He's loosing control and he likes it. He knows he is safe with her. He
tries to hold on, his mind fighting the urge to release.......but its useless.
He surrenders. He tastes smooth and salty on the back of her throat. She drinks
him in like a child nursing at a mother's breast. Weakened, sweating, breathing
heavy, he needs air. He can't see nor breathe. Her tongue comes back up his
chest to his neck. She has rendered him helpless. She rested her head on his
shoulder. His heart going a mile a minute.
Connie: Feel better?
Andy: You could say
that.
They hold each other.
Connie: Some ride, huh?
Andy: You could say
that.
Connie: Is that all you
have to say for yourself?
Andy: What'd you say
your name was? (with a smart-ass grin on his face)
Connie: This is you,
crackin' wise? Are you lookin' for more of the same?
Andy: That's not a bad
thing.
They both bust out
laughing. They laugh so hard, they're almost crying. They raised such a racket,
they didn't hear Joe over the intercom.
Joe: Ummm.......everything
ok?
Connie:(trying like
hell to collect herself) Yes, Joe?
Joe: I was just
wondering how much longer you would like to be lost is all?
Connie: (looking over
at Andy) Give us 15 minutes, ok?
Joe: Good enough.
Andy: What, now?
Connie: Nothing. Get yourself together. (looking over the mini-bar selection)
Want anything?
Andy: Just you.
Connie: Done.(giving
him a kiss on the cheek)
Eventuality, the limo
comes to a halt.
Andy: Ready for round
two?
Connie: Ready.
Joe opens the car door
for Andy & Connie. He retrieves their over-night bag from the trunk. Andy
slides him $20.00 bucks.
Joe: That's all been
taken care of sir.
Andy: This is from me.
Thanks for the extra time.
Joe: Good. Thank you.
Have a good night.
Andy: Done.
Andy takes the bag and
Connie's hand. They are greeted by the doorman.
Doorman: Evening folks.
(he opens the door for them) Nice night, huh?
Andy: Yeah, nice.(he
give Connie a wink and a smile)
Connie: Beautiful.
As they enter the
lobby, they are greeted by the concierge, David.
David: Good evening.
You are Mr. & Mrs. Sipowicz, yes?
Andy: Yeah.
David: Welcome. I am
David. If there is anything you need or want, please let me know.
Connie: Thank you,
David.
David: Congratulations
are in order I understand.
Connie: Yes, and thank
you.
Andy: How did....
David: The young
gentleman who arranged for your room made mention. That's the last I mention it.
Now, all the arrangements have been made to ensure that your stay will be a
memorable one. If you will follow me, I'll get you to your room.
They walked through a
dramatic marble-floored lobby to the elevators.
David: Baggage?
Andy: Got it.
David: Ah, your key
card.
Andy: Got it.
David: Ok then, you can
take this elevator to the 25th floor. Your suit number is 2501. Have a wonderful
night.
Connie: We'll try our
best.
They are alone in the
elevator.
Connie: Nice enough
guy.
Andy: Yeah, do you realize this is almost bigger than our living room? What the hell was Jr. thinking. The 25th floor....what if there's a fire?
(anxiously pressing the
25 button)
Connie: Andy, relax. Do
I have to remind you how to relax again?
He takes her by the waist and pulls her in. He takes a swim in her eyes. There truly is magic in the way he looks into her eyes before he kisses her. Connie's eyes tell their story with their gold and green. He kisses her passionately. Long, deep, soulful. The kind of kiss that says "I ain't fuckin' around".
The elevator doors
open.
Connie: Yeah, huh?
(trying to regain her composure)
Andy: What's the room
number??
Connie: Uh, 2501
Andy: Here we are.
He put the card into
the lock and opens the door. They stood in the doorway surveying their
surroundings.
Andy: Whoa!!
Connie: Nice. I will
say your partner has great taste.
It's the Presidential
suit. The entryway was done in Italian marble. Pass there was the living room.
The furniture in here consisted of two couches and matching loveseats. Four
over-stuffed chairs with a cherry wood coffee table and matching end tables.
Very tasteful. On the sofa table was a one liter of bottled water chilling in an
ice bucket, a box of Godiva chocolates and a vase with Gerbera daisies with a
note. Andy picked it up to read;
Andy: To: Mr. & Mrs.
Enjoy.
Jr.
Connie: That was so
sweet of him. He's a good kid.
Andy: Yeah. (pausing to
think of his own son, Andy J.)
Connie: Let's go find
the bedroom. Bring the bag please.
When they opened the
bedroom door, they were greeted by what seemed like a thousand candles. Long,
short, fat skinny and floating. It gave the impression of being on the ocean.
There was a cobalt blue shag rug. The walls were blue, getting softer as you
look to the ceiling. The ceiling itself was a pale midnight blue. And the bed,
oy vay, a king size sled bed.
Connie: OH. MY. GOD.
On the nightstand was a single yellow rose with a note.
To Andy & Connie;
All the best.
Rita
Connie's eyes filled
up. Rita had been in such a crisis, yet to think of them while all that was
going on, brought her to tears. Andy gave her a kiss and a hug. On the bed there
was two XXL midnight blue terrycloth robes. Andy poked around for the bathroom.
Andy: Did you see the
size of this bathroom?
Connie meets him in the
master bath. All done in marble. There was huge hot tub/bathtub. An extra large
stall shower with an etched glass door.
Connie: Nice.
They go back into the
bedroom.
Andy: (clearing his
throat) Do ya want to order something from room service?
Connie: Sounds great.
What I'd really love to do right now is take a shower.
Andy: Good, I'll go
order and when you're done we'll eat.
Connie: Nothing to
heavy, ok?
Andy: Yeah, good.
He makes his way to the
living room. Connie gets their bag and starts to unpack.
Connie: Oh, no. Oh,
shit. (tearing through the bag) Oh, man.......I am such an idiot.......I forgot
my negligee. Damn it to hell.
She went through the
clothes one more time just to make sure.
Connie: What did he
pack?? Oh, shock me.........dress paints, dress shirt and a tie. Here's my jeans
and sweater, his pj bottoms and t-shirt.......socks, undies.........damn it.
It was a very nice
negligee. It was a white Victorian Lady with a tapestry feeling satin flower
design. Jacquard Lon line bustier with lightly padded under wire cups, hook and
eye front. A waist cinching lace up back with adjustable garters and matching
g-string.
Connie: Alright. Don't
let it ruin your night. It would probably end up in a ball under the bed anyway.
Man, I need a shower.
She started to get
undressed. She took off her jewelry and put it on the nightstand next to the
bed. She slipped out of her dress and instantly felt free. It was a nice dress,
just not something she was used to wearing all day. She put on one of the robes
and let out a sigh. She went into the bathroom and turned the shower on. Next,
she looked around for some soap, a washcloth and some shampoo. Having all she
needed for her shower she went to lock the door. After remembering there would
be no children around, she thought better of it. Oh, the water felt great on her
skin. She stood with her face looking at the showerhead, letting the waterfall
over her. Now her back, feeling the tension wash away. She turns to face the
shower head again. Eyes closed, just letting the waterfall over her. She
suddenly feels two strong hands on her shoulders and neck. They begin to massage
her tension away.
Connie: Before you go
any further, I must tell you I am a New York City police officer.
Andy: That right?
Connie: Yeah, right.
Andy turns her round to
face him. Hungry eyes. Not a word is spoken. Love need not be heard. He pulls
her in for a hug. Connie loves the way he holds her close before they make love.
She always feels like he is thanking her for the privilege of doing so. He
begins to rub all over her body. He slides his hand down her front, along her
belly. He comes to rest between her legs. He finds her warm and wet. He takes
his fingers and parts her lips. Slowly, he slides his finger back and forth over
that precise spot. He feeds upon her nipples. Her whole body arches in longing.
Andy plays her body gently like an elegant harp. In a second, he spins her
around. Replacing his hand between her legs and returning to the rhythm of back
and froth.. She could feel him getting hard on her buttocks. He lovingly
caressed her breast with his free hand. Connie could fell his breath on her neck
as it danced upon her skin. How could she resist? She reached behind her and
took him into her hand. Deliberately, she begins to maneuver his organ.
Andy: Oh, no, no, no
you don't. It's my turn.
He spins her around,
brushing the hair from her face. He wants to look into her eyes when she
explodes with gratification. He enters her. Almost lifting her off her feet in
his urgency. They slam against the shower door. They are body to body. Soul to
soul. Their ecstasy soaring. Intense shudders took over her body as he slid in
and out of her. Connie almost fell limp, but Andy would not allow it. He grabbed
her backside and helped her to straddle him. Her nails dug into his skin. The
spray of the shower fell over them like a soft May rain. He thruste back and
forth. She relinquished herself to him. Connie let out an enormous groan. He,
himself, was very close to succumbing to the passion. He held back. Andy wanted
Connie to feel the pleasure, it was all about her tonight.
Connie: (breathless)
Andy, I think I need to lie down.
He let her down off his
hips and helps her to their bed. Lying on her back, she reached out for his
hand. He offered it up to her. She pulled him into bed with her. His body heat
was sizzling against her. She looks at him and sees something in his gaze, a
glow she hasn't seen before.
Connie: You are
beautiful.
Andy smiles. He traces
his finger over her mouth. She parts her lips and takes a swipe with her tongue
at his finger. He kisses he mouth, chin and neck. Sucking on her nipple, his
hand runs down her belly again. His strong hand feels her pubic hair and she
opens her legs. His touch is as soft as a butterfly. He kisses her belly and
moves downtown. He puts his head between her thighs and spreads open those pink
flaps of skin. He buries his face in her and starts probing with his tongue. She
grabs the back of his head as if to pull him all the way into herself. A Marde
Gras is running riot in her head. Connie rocks with the rhythm.
Connie: I'm gonna.......I'm
gonna........
Andy just goes about his business. The business of pleasing this wonderful woman. She screams. She wraps her legs around his neck and moans again. He's pleased with himself. He is relentless, not letting one drop of her spill. Connie collapses into quiet tremors. Every pore open, every sense haywire. He moves to her breast. She opens her eyes to see him hovering over her. He kisses her nose. He begins penetrating, softly yet strongly. Connie savors the fiery moments when his body rest within hers. She quickly rolls over so that she is on top of him. This seems to catch him off guard. No problem. He clamped his hands onto her hips. She writhed on top of him. Her beautiful face was contorted with pure pleasure. Connie rode him as if by instinct. Orgasm crashed through her, followed by another and another. This was too much he thought. Then milky warmth shot out of him. Ardent love filled the room. Connie couldn't hold herself upright anymore and collapsed onto Andy's chest. He was spastic underneath her. Her face, face down split his chest in half. The rest of her round him, python like. This is what they have waited for. A night of soothing love and triumph so sweet.
And they slept. The full moon illuminated the bedroom. A gentle breeze blew in from the French doors. All their limbs were completely paralyzed. They slept well together, all arms and legs. Nothing stirs now.......no strife will visit them this evening while they sleep and dream. Just a quiet contentment that they both have needed and will appreciate in later days when life gets too busy and hard. The oneness they share this night will help them forget the rest of the world, if for just a while.