Warnings: p in v, sex, oral receiving (female), several orgasms, age gap, maybe typos
You’re done with your pilates class for the morning and you head back to your apartment. A matcha smoothie in hand and a neatly rolled baby pink yoga mat slung on your shoulder with your plush pink bag. Harvey watched you from the gap between his window. He signaled Ray to drop him off at the bakery below your apartment. He had to pay you a surprise visit to ask you why you weren’t at work this morning or even ask if you were planning on dropping by the office later in the day.
He watched as you punched the code and went inside. Assuming you were a safe distance from seeing him, he entered the bakery to get your favorite muffins and a bagel for himself, before moving onto the door opposite to the bakery to punch the same numbers you did to enter.
Meanwhile, you had dropped your things on the dining table, and slipped off of your workout clothes ready to have a steaming shower. Harvey gave it some time before he entered your apartment with the key you had given him. Unbeknownst to you, he sat on your sofa and enjoyed his bagel, helped himself to some coffee and waited till you came out of the shower.
After the refreshing shower you wrapped yourself in a fluffy towel and walked over the kitchen hoping to pour yourself some orange juice. You stopped short and a gasp slipped your lips to see him sitting, a smug smile lining his lips.
“Missed me sweetheart?” the question came out cocky but loving and you grinned back at him.
Holding your towel to your chest, you replied, “Not really.”
He got up from where he was seated and unbuttoned his blazer, leaving it haphazardly on the sofa. You let him take his sweet time as he walked over to you awfully slow, making sure to loosen his tie and fold the sleeves of his crisp shirt.
“Oh so you meant to say that you don’t want me here?” Harvey asks as he cages you to the kitchen top with his hands on either sides of your body. He leans in, almost playfully and sends his warm breath down your neck as he nuzzles softly the pillar of your neck.
This sends goosebumps down your body. You let go of holding your towel, praying that it’ll hold still and wrap your arms around his neck.
“Mhmm, that’s exactly what I’m saying Mr. Specter.”
Harvey gulps down the urge to fuck you right there. Your angelic voice saying it like that, no way he could keep his hands to himself. He needed you right now, right here and he was going to have you no matter what. You on the other hand were not all too oblivious to what you were doing to him. You knew you had the arrogant lawyer wrapped around your pinky and you were going to wind him exactly how you wanted him to have you.
“But you could change my mind by showing me how much I need you,” you whispered back as you pulled him into you, “And then I might actually say I wanted you here.”
Harvey could feel the heat resonate off your body. There was just one material separating your heavenly body from his hands. God the things he would to do to your temple of a body. He’d worship it if he had to prove how much he loved you. So that’s exactly what he aimed on doing.
He kissed you hard and passionately, almost lifting your feet off the ground. As he did so with one swipe of his hand, your towel fell to the ground and he took a step back to stare at you in admiration. Shameless, you leaned back against the counter, watching him fall to his knees right in front of you.
The best lawyer in the city, the one man who wouldn’t kneel down to anyone else, kneeling down for you? That was one hell of an achievement.
Harvey looked up at you a he ran his large hands from the bottom of your legs all the way to your thighs, each movement followed by his lips tracing the path his hands took. You gripped the kitchen counter as you let his lips do wonder. And without any warning, he bit the inner side of your thigh. You yelped and sent one hand flying over to his shoulder to get a grip. The man beneath you simply lifted one leg onto his shoulder and licked one long strip across your vagina. You moaned not being able to take it because you were oh so sensitive. Harvey continued his movements, eating you out. He looked up at you occasionally to see how your face contorted into that of pure bliss.
“Harvey, I’m close,” you cried, “I’m so so close.”
He stood up, swiping a thumb over his lips to collect your juices and licked it clean right in front of you, painting your cheeks in a deep hue of pink.
“You told me to show how much you need me, baby,” he said with a cocky smile adorning his face, “Now you’ll have to beg me to let you cum.”
You dodged past his body and intertwined your fingers with him, pulling him over to your sofa. When you go there, you pushed him onto the plush white sofa. Harvey’s body sank onto the softness of that piece of furniture. You placed your hands on his widely opened legs and leaned towards him, to whisper, “Then let me use you.”
He simply smiled and grabbed your arms as he pulled you over him, to straddle him. Cupping your cheeks and bringing you down to a sweet and tender kiss he responded, “I’m all yours sweetheart.”
You kissed his lips, his face- every inch of it as you unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants. Pulling his raging cock out you gave it a few strokes before lifting yourself up and pushing yourself down onto his length. You moaned as his length stretched you in the best way ever and Harvey wasted no time moving your hips. You gripped onto his hair as you let his guide your movements and moaned when his tongue latched onto one of your pebbled nipples. He circled his tongue around it and softly bit into your plush skin, earning moan after moan from your sensitive body.
“Cum for me sweetheart, show me how much you need me,” Harvey spat the words at you, wanting to prove your point real bad. You stuttered a shaky, “I want you” back at him, feeling the knot in your stomach get tighter. A few more guided movements and you felt the tightening knot unloosen itself all of a sudden, gushing out you and the excess spilling onto Harvey’s expensive pants. He wasn’t in the mood to notice or even care, and you were just recovering from your orgasm as he manhandled your body and switched positions.
You were now laying your back on the sofa, sinking into its softness. Harvey on the other hand, didn’t let you have any rest as he pistoled his still erect cock into you at a raging pace. Wanting to get himself over his high and let you have another one, you held onto his arms, as he leaned into kiss your neck. His actions contradicting each other, one brutal and the other so gentle. A few more thrusts and you both came undone around each other. Harvey letting your body consume his weight as he snuggled his face into your neck. Your legs tightened around his waist pulling him even closer.
“I love you so fucking much,” Harvey murmured.
“I love you too baby,” you replied back as you kissed the top of his head.
Harvey moved to the side, still inside you.
“I think we should take a day off.”
You smiled at the thought, agreeing with him and just snuggling back into his arms. There was no way you were going to work limping after all of this and the pilates session you had this morning.
Mike has received a job offer, an opportunity others would kill for. If he would be honest, he doesn’t want to take it. But the latest events left Mike believing that he had been the source of most of Harvey's problems.
Harvey on the other hand doesn't want Mike to leave, but he is convinced that it would be in Mike's best interest if he left so he could live a life without the lie.
Will the two of them realise their mistake in time or will it be too late and they already have hurt each other too much?
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Warnings: p in v, manhandling?, infidelity, cheating, sad ending, maybe typos, Harvey hates infidelity more than anything & this is merely just a work of fiction nothing more, nothing less, no complex plot!
A cloud of black dawned over the opened door of the car. One louboutin stepped out and shortly after the other. A face donned in black sunglasses and a body covered in black silk head to toe. As you walked the umbrella floated behind you up until you went inside the hotel and stood next to the man of the hour, your husband’s lawyer- Harvey Specter.
“Is it just me or are the sunglasses too big for your face or is it just the style?” he asked her in a low voice.
“Take a guess,” she challenged him.
“I’d say you’ve lost weight since I last saw you.”
“Well obviously, considering that the death took a toll on me.”
Letting out a chuckle he pushed open the door open, letting her walk inside first.
“We have 15 minutes before they come, Harvey.”
It took him three long strides to get to her and all Harvey said was, “That’ll do,” before he locked in his lips with hers.
Harvey wasted no time. He walked your backwards to the large table in the conference room. Pushing you to sit on it, he kissed your neck, before you pushed him off of you,
“Can’t take the risk of leaving any marks.”
He grunted in response and harshly turned you around. Startled by the sudden manoeuvre, you placed your hands on the edge of the oak table stabilizing yourself. One clean movement and he pulled the zip of your dress down exposing your back.
“Oh fuck, nothing underneath?” Harvey passed a comment with an exasperated groan as he leaned down to kiss the smooth skin of your back.
“Guess what else is,” you shot back snarkily.
Harvey held the nape of your neck and pushed you to the table. Your face now smudged against the oakwood.
“You don’t get to talk to me like that darling. Not when I’m about to commit fraud for you.”
Before you could pass back another comment, he kicked the side of your legs widening your stance. Holding your hands in place behind your back with one of his much larger hands, Harvey leaned in pressing his crotch against your back.
“Feel me? You make me go fucking crazy and do shit I normally don’t darling,” he murmured against the shell of your ear and nipping it to make you yelp a bit.
You tried to retaliate to get yourself to turn around because frankly the position you were in was uncomfortable although you didn’t mind it because either way you were getting what you wanted.
Harvey took a mere few seconds to loosen his pants and to get his throbbing cock lined in with your wet entrance. He had your retaliation under control and without any warning he pushed in. You groaned at the stretch- pleasure taking in your body.
It had been ages since you had been able to meet Harvey in secret without your husband knowing. Your husband being sick hadn’t made anything better because you were expected to be next to him at all times, at beck and call for his wellbeing. Was what you were doing justifiable? As far as you were concerned, he had worse so this was the least to make up for all the lost time you’d wasted with that piece of a shit husband.
“Faster Harvey, I can feel it coming closer, faster,” you begged him.
The man on top of you obeyed to your commands, doing exactly that. Harvey piston himself into you with so much force that the table beneath you creaked and finally when his movements were sloppy, you knew that the both of you were close. But it wasn’t the end after your first release. He wanted more and so did you.
So he turned you around, still inside of you. Almost immediately you felt him get erect inside you. You moaned at the feeling of his hands sneaking underneath your dress and finding your sensitive bundle of nerves. Harvey started rubbing circles around your nub and it took your so much effort to keep your mouth shut from screaming his name for the entire hotel to hear.
“Keep your pretty little mouth shut and I’ll keep my side of the deal done darling,” Harvey warned you as he started thrusting into you. You wrapped your legs around his was it bringing him closer and your hands around neck, tugging at the hair on the nape of his neck.
“Oh god Harvey, I’m going to come soon, so soon,” you stuttered as he thrusted into you. With each thrust you were getting an awfully lot closer to getting your release. And with one hard push both of your releases came tumbling down, until you could feel his warmth seeping inside of you and coating your velvety walls.
“I fucking love you, Harvey,” you exclaimed, pulling him into an intense kiss.
“No you don’t, you wouldn’t sleep with me behind his back if you did” he shot back as he pulled away from you and tidied himself.
Not taken back by anything he said to you, you too stood up and turned around for him to help you zip up the dress.
“Heat of the moment.”
“I know.”
Putting on your sunglasses to hide your glassy eyes you looked over to him and asked, “Shall we resume business?”
“Of course, darling.”
So you stifled a smile, and followed him to welcome your husband’s side of the family for the will reading, because the man of the hour would never want to become your husband for obvious reasons.
Can someone pleeeeaaassseee write me a 'characters watch the Suits tv show?? All the major characters but with an emphasis on the relationship between Mike and Harvey (platonic) and Mike and other characters
Preferably posted on fanfic.net or Archive Of Our Own
I'd love you forever...
If you don't want to write one yourself but would love to read a fic like this please reblog
"But when I don't step on the brake, the car moves," Mike said, with emphasis.
"Amazingly, that means the car is functioning as intended."
"But it makes me nervous when it moves."
Funny Suits fanfic where Harvey tries to teach Mike how to drive a car by Kalibyte.
