No Strings

Chapter 11

Rafael stood behind his desk, suit jacket off, sleeves rolled up, talking over an unfolding case with Rollins, Fin, and Carisi, wondering why the latter was without his partner.

“Carisi, why’s your partner not here?” He questioned nonchalantly.

“She’s comin’” Sonny briefly checked his phone, “Said she passed off the perp to Liv, was on her way 5 minutes ago.” As if like clockwork, the door to the office flung open, you bustled in, slightly out of breath.

“Sorry I’m late.” You quickly started, “This building has way too many stairs for shoes like this.” Carisi smirked, having casually left out the fact that Liv had sent you undercover briefly, trying to catch a perp who’d been abducting working girls, he watched the expression on Barba’s face change, as his eyes raked over your body. 

Your NYPD jacket hung from your frame, completely able to cover the smallest thing you could call a dress, with a neckline that made Sonny feel like he needed to go directly to church after this. Your badge was pinned to the top, pressing into your chest, and you certainly were right about the shoes…A pair of red fuck me stilettos weren’t made for so many stairs. Amanda broke the brief silence as you tossed a file onto Rafael’s desk.

“Do I even want to know where your gun is?” You let out a laugh.

“You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.” You laughed gently, “The perp was exactly where and who we wanted, we got as many girls and John’s as we could, Liv needs help at the station, there’s a lot to go through, she asked for us back a.s.a.p.” Fin nodded, taking the lead on leaving the office, followed by the others, just before you and Carisi hit the doorframe, Barba stopped you.

“Y/L/N, I’m gonna need to go over this with you.” He held up the case file, Sonny raised a brow briefly, “I just need to make sure everything undercover was by the book.” You nodded to your partner, Rafael watched him leave before double checking that Carmen was indeed at lunch, shutting and locking the door. 

“Did you happen to own this dress before or did the department buy it for you.”

“You think the department has the money for that?” You laughed, tossing the NYPD jacket onto the couch “Raf, I’ve done so many UC cases, half my tax returns are clothes.”

“You should wear them more often.” 

It was your turn to smirk as Rafael brought his lips to yours hungrily, devouring you in a kiss he’d been dying for the second you walked into his office, hands grasping at your hips, one snuck its way around to cup your ass, giving you a swift spank causing you to moan into the kiss. His lips broke free of yours to chase their way down your neck, biting that sweet spot, your quiet moans went straight to the growing bulge in his pants. He rolled his hips against you hard, seeking any sort of friction, before he pulled his lips off you.

“On your knees.” It was nearly more of an order than a request, and you were more than happy to oblige. Rafael had his belt undone in a fraction of a second, groaning as you took him out of his pants, there was no time for teasing today. You felt his weight on your palm, closing around his cock, giving him a few pumps before your mouth began its assault. Licking from his balls to tip, you swirled your tongue around him before taking all of his cock into your mouth. Raf moaned heavily, swearing under his breath as you bobbed up and down, his hand gripping tightly in your hair. One of your hands found its way to his balls, massaging gently, watching Rafael come undone so easily when he’d just been in full lawyer mode was utterly arousing, and knowing that you could do it with just your mouth was even better. You looked up at him through your lashes, smirking around his cock, catching his eye before you took all of it into your throat, moaning deeply as you did. “Fuck.” He swore, pulling you up off your knees, catching you in a deep kiss, “You drive me insane, you know that?”

“Si, Papi.” You whispered against his lips, he nipped at you before turning you around, bending you against his desk as he hiked up your dress. Pushing your underwear aside, he swiped through your folds quickly with his fingers, not surprised to find you ready. You gasped as he plunged into your cunt, thrusting relentlessly, your hips digging into the desk, a spank came down onto your ass as his other hand gripped your hair into a ponytail, pulling at the roots. 

“Rafa!” You whined as his thrusts continued, the warmth pooling in you, you knew you weren’t going to last, the noises coming from behind you spurred you on, you squeezed around him, the feeling of his cock dragging against your walls was almost unbearable. A strangled moan came from Rafael’s mouth, he leaned his body over yours, continuing to fuck you into the desk, his teeth found their way to your neck at the same time his hand found its way to your clit, circling around it hard and fast. Your legs shook as you let out a cry, squirting around his cock, dribbling down your thighs, a few more heavy thrusts and Raf released inside you, collapsing over your body. As you started to catch your breath, he gently kissed across your back, pulling out gently, helping you up to turn to face him, leaning against the desk.

“That was new.” A sly smile splayed across his face and you laughed.

“Sure was…” Rafael caressed your side, pulling your body into his, kissing you gently, you could feel the adoration floating off him as you nuzzled into the crook of his neck, the warmth from his body making you not want to pull away.

“Dinner tonight?” A kiss left in your hair before you softly removed your body from his.

“Sounds wonderful.” You left a soft kiss on his cheek before moving over to the couch to grab your jacket, “And if a dress leads to that-“ You gestured to the damp spot on his desk “-maybe a fashion show of my closet after.” Barba laughed, watching the way you moved out of his office, throwing him a wink before you left.