The Arrangement - [Bensler EO]

chapter three - moonlight

His button-up shirt billowed over her body as the wind grazed her skin. She leaned against the glass balcony that overlooked the city, watching as the lights of buildings blinked in the darkness of the night. Her eyes closed, allowing the sounds that swept over the streets to hum in her ears along with the breeze.

Back in his bedroom, Elliot's clock ticked on from 3:42 and forward, but she wasn't in any rush. Instead, she let the previous night's events play through her mind. Each moment savored as the wind touched her in the same places that his hands had been not too long before.

Standing on the terrace of the Stabler Enterprise building's penthouse felt better than being at the top of the Empire State building. It felt undeserving and unearned, but thrilling. In that building, in that bed, she had fucked one of the most powerful men in the country.

Despite her worst fears, she had, in some sense, fucked her way to the top.

But it no longer loitered her worst fears; it was pure power at the tips of her fingers. Power that she had no intention of abusing, but power felt like heaven against her skin.

"Mmm, come back to bed." he whispered hoarsely in her ear, coming up from behind her. His naked body pressed into hers as he wrapped his arms around her waist. Her hands gripped his forearms and she chuckled as her head fell backwards into him.

"I couldn't sleep." she murmured back, feeling herself becoming consumed with him once again. He swayed against her, lightly pecking at the red spots on her neck that his mouth had previously left.