Chicago Love ✔️

Chapter 32: One Extra Day

"Voight is going to kill me....." 

That was the only words that rang through Hailey's mind as she sent the text message to her boss, stating she would not be returning back to Chicago until Tuesday. She knew a lecture would probably follow, but she tried to play on his heartstrings. 

Despite being the hard-ass he was known for, there was a very caring side to Hank that seemed to come out when any of his detectives were hurt, or someone close to him. It was why she explained her reason for staying was to look out and take care of Alex following his incident on the track yesterday. It wasn't a lie.

She remembered the hassle in canceling her plane ticket of Las Vegas to Chicago, to instead Charlotte to Chicago. At least the lady from the airport was understanding about the situation, and worked with her through the process. 

Regardless, looking over at his sleeping form that very morning, a smirk came to her face as she knew she made the right decision. Any extra time they got together was not to be taken for granted. Every moment was more special than the last, and only made her smile even more. It would have been a crime to leave him by himself the day after.

"How long have you been staring at me?" His voice breaks her concentration, only to be caught more off-guard by the soft lips against hers. Why were his kisses always so sweet, gentle, and perfect? "We should not be wasting this precious time together." 

"Is that so?" She questions back in response, not one bit surprised by the comment. She had to admit - she was not wanting to leave these white bed sheets either as she had plenty of things they could do to pass the time. She had to make up for the all time she would not get with him this coming week. "I stayed back so that way I could take care of you. I guess it would be a crime if I didn't take care of all parts of you." She leans in for a kiss of her own, easily wrapping an arm around his shoulders as she does so. She was about to take advantage of as much body contact as possible.

"Hai-"

"Less talking. The more we talk, the less we are going to get done...." The smirk on his face in response was all she needed in return, as their lips met again, with him shifting so he was on top of her, just like seven hours ago when they had landed in Charlotte. 

"You just look so perfect beneath me..." He then leans down, brushing his lips against hers once again, twirling his left finger tips around her exposed nipple. He then shifts his hips slightly, moving so his cock brushes against her clit. "Is there something you want, Hailey?" He then rocks his hips against hers, his cock finding her opening but yet down inside where he knew she wanted more than anything based on the moan that escaped her lips.

"Ale-"

"Less talking, remembering? That's what you just told me." 

"Are you saying that I have the right to remain silent?" His mind began to wander as he could only imagine what else they could accomplish together. He wondered what it would be like to introduce her handcuffs, and play with them together. Why did it seem she always brought out a more kinky side of him every time they were together?

"We both know that you cannot do that when we're together." She couldn't help but chuckling in response, remembering the moans of pleasure that they had let out just the night before. It had gotten so loud that it scared Finn out of the room.

"Just so you know, you're the only guy that I would ever let me be pinned down in this way. It feels weird considering I am normally holding guys down..." He then rolls them over in the bed so she was on top, glancing up at her eyes with pure pleasure laced in his. He didn't mind this view, as it allowed other things to catch his attention.

"I would be mad if a cop pinned me down, but I can accept a detective. I also detect something else..." He then reaches up, caressing both of her breasts at once, another moan escaping her lips in the process. It seemed he always had the magic touch when it came to her skin. He twirls his finger tips around each nipple, before bringing her down closer to him, sucking on each with just the bare tip of lips. "Have I told you lately how beautiful you are?" 

"Is there something that you are trying to get here, Alex?" Alex nods his head, smirk not leaving his face since the change in placement in the bed. Perhaps he should have stayed on top to force the hand quicker.

"You said you stayed the extra day to spend time and take care of me. I am just waiting for my needs to be taken care of." She couldn't help but chuckle in response, as he certainly had a fun way of putting things sometimes.

"I suppose you believe to the endorphins theory of healing, because that's the only way this is beneficial to you and your back. I should be letting you be on top to take pressure off. I should be giving you a massage. There is nothing else to say this is the right way to be doing things." She then rubs his shoulders as she positions herself over him, playing the same motion he had with her earlier, in rubbing her clit against his cock. 

"Hailey...." He then reaches for the nightstand, grabbing a condom and throwing it in her face. He was glad that he had kept some there for emergency sake, because they were certainly working their way through the batch rather quickly. He knew he needed to restock not only in the bedsroom, but in the motorcoach. "Please give us both what we want. I need you so badly...."