A/N: Soooo...no one did this yet (I don't think), so I'm doing it. More missing finale scenes to follow, not all rated M, but this one certainly is. Happy reading!

"You know...I never told you how many times I thought about us being together over the years. It was usually nights like tonight, when I didn't know if things were gonna turn out ok, but I knew it doesn't matter if it's Faye or Tanner or Hardman or Goliath, whoever it is... no one stands a chance against Harvey Specter. And that's the sexiest thing in the world."

"What are you saying?"

"I'm saying that we should go in there and earn you the best night's sleep you ever had."

He followed her into the bedroom and their lips met instantly. Hungry for one another they gripped at clothes, hands wandering. Shoes were kicked off, and she pulled off his jacket. They hadn't done this since his mother's passing. The overwhelming sadness of it all mixed with the stress of Faye had left Harvey in a state that Donna wasn't familiar with. She thought he needed Mike, to help with Faye or to help with his loss, and was so busy trying to help him in anyway she could that she failed to realize the person he really needed was her.

They spun and Harvey sat down on the bed, taking her with him so that she was straddling him. She loosened his tie and pulled it off. His mouth immediately went to the sensitive spot on her neck and she gasped at the sensation. They continued this way for several minutes before he finally pulled away and looked into her eyes, both of them breathing heavily.

"Donna," he panted. "What did you think about? When you thought about us together..."

She bit her bottom lip, and leaned into him, mouthing a kiss at his jaw. Her lips grazed his skin up to his ear and she whispered simply "this," snaking a hand down to rub him through his pants. He hissed as she began unzipping him. "All of this. Everything."

"I thought about you too," he admitted.

"When?" she took him in her hands, gently rubbing back and forth.

He groaned, "In my dreams," he answered. She paused, looking up at him. Even though she asked, she was a bit shocked at the admission. "Always. It was always you," he said and they kissed again.

She eventually made her way down to the floor grasping him in her hands again. He was still fully clothed with the exception of his cock jutting out of his pants. They had never done that before, but she had her reasons, "On those nights..." she started, rubbing him back and forth in her hands. His head lolled back and he tried to steady his breathing. "You always worked late. I imagined walking into your office, crawling under your desk, and helping you relieve some of the...tension..." she said seductively, her mouth hovering just above the tip of his now throbbing cock. He could feel her warm breath on him. "Please, Donna..." he begged.

She moved to lick a stripe up the underside of his cock before mouthing at the tip and then gently took him into her mouth, sucking him all the way in. His hands moved down to run his fingers through her messy red tresses. He couldn't bear to look down when he did this as he knew the sight would be too much for both his heart and his cock to take so he just closed his eyes and leaned back and enjoyed the sensation of her wet, hot mouth enveloping him whole. She continued to bob her head back and forth over him and the sensation of him in her mouth mixed with his heavy breathing caused a wetness to pool at the base of her panties. She was still fully dressed as well.

She pulled back and his cock bounced in front of her, something she'd never get sick of seeing. He groaned at the loss and looked down at her pleadingly.

"Don't worry, mister." She said climbing back up and standing in front of him. "I never told you the rest of my fantasy..." she ran her fingers through his hair.

"I'd come up from under your desk before you were finished, and I'd sit down and ride you..." she said as she began hiking her dress up - he reached a hand toward her panties, holding them to the side and sliding a finger in to see just how wet she was. Her head flew back and she moaned loudly, a gush of fluid meeting his finger. He gently thrust in and out of her.

"Mmm you're ready?" He asked, but it was more a statement than a question. She reached down and pulled his finger out, keeping her panties to the side. Her eyes glanced down as she gestured for him to take hold of himself and then she lowered herself onto him slowly, grasping onto his shoulder as she cried out at the sensation. Once they were fully joined he brought his hands to her face and kissed her slowly. They began rocking back and forth, the friction of it all nearly too delicious for the both of them. Neither of them were sure how long they would last, but both of them knew they had never felt this satisfied which happened every single time they made love. It didn't seem possible that each time could be better than the last, but it always was. This time was certainly no exception.

She continued bouncing on top of him as he thrust up into her. He trailed kisses up and down.

"Why have we never done this?" he grunted out against her neck.

"What do you mean? We are doing it right now..." she replied but never stopped grinding against him.

"No I mean...in the office, at my desk...like this..

They both paused for a moment and looked at each other.

"Two words. Glass. Windows." She said and chuckled into his kiss. He started to smile back but then she pulled up nearly all the way off before grinding back down slowly, torturously. "Ohhhh fuck" was all he could muster out. She knew when he cursed that meant he was close. She also knew he liked being on top. She liked it too.

She suddenly pulled off of him, standing up.

"Donna...whaaa?"

"Come here," she grabbed his hands and pulled him into a standing position. He felt dizzy. She twirled them and sat down on the bed, "it's not your desk, but we can pretend," she said raising her eyebrows and laying back.

The corners of his mouth creeped upward into a smile. He pushed her dress back up over her thighs and she wiggled out of her underwear. Taking his cock he leaned forward and shoved it inside of her, "Ohhh fuck" Donna yelped out. Now it was her turn to nearly lose it. Her legs went up and wrapped around him. He felt her walls start to flutter around him and he stilled, allowing her to adjust to his size again and to get her bearings.

Afte a gentle nod from her signalling her readiness, he began thrusting into her, taking in the sight before him, and knowing he wasn't going to last anymore. He didn't want to. She knew. She grabbed his hands and their fingers entwined like they had on that first night and all the other nights since. He leaned down and their foreheads touched. "I'm right there with you" she breathed out, and with that he came with her name on his lips, thrusting unevenly and spilling everything he had inside of her. At the same time her own orgasm washed over her as she moaned and clenched around him, her inner walls spasming. He leaned in and kissed her everywhere - her lips, her cheeks, her neck... taking several minutes to come down from their highs.

"Thank you" he mumbled into her hair.

"Mmmm, I'm not done with you yet, handsome," she mumbled back, pushing him off her and rolling off the bed. "Unzip me," she said matter-of-factly and he did just that, her dress dropping to the floor. He unclasped her bra and she was fully naked before him. His cock twitched at the sight, not yet ready to come back to life, though he knew teenage Harvey would have cum again at just one look at her like this.

She began unbuttoning his top and soon he was fully naked with her, standing over the bed with their bodies pressed against one another kissing. They made their way onto the bed and he climbed on top of her, brushing his hand over her face and relishing in her beauty. They laid like this for a long time, feeling each others' heartbeats, touching and kissing all over. Donna waited patiently for Harvey to become erect again and then he was pushing inside of her, thrusting in gently, and moaning her name. She was so wet around him and felt him so deep inside. Several moments passed and he was cumming again, thrusting still and pressing opened mouth kisses to her shoulder and up her neck. He nibbled her earlobe. "Donna," he whispered, urging her to orgasm. He reached a hand down to rub circles around her clit. She yelled out his name and began her release all over his hand and cock. He pulled her into a tight embrace, still buried to the hilt inside her as she rode out the waves of her orgasm. They laid like that, breathing heavily before he finally collapsed on top of her, his cock slipping out of her, and fell asleep buried in the crook of her neck.

She stroked his back and smiled, happy that she made good on her promise of giving him the best night's sleep he ever had.