Olivia watched Elliot walk away, a smile on her face. As she watched she realized he wasn't really walking…that was a swagger. Cocky bastard. She shook her head and smiled again. She knew he had the package to back up that attitude.

That thought alone made her heart beat a little faster. It made her think about kissing him earlier that day. She couldn't believe he had actually sent her home.

She walked back into her building and up to her apartment, Elliot still on her mind. She started to think about dinner…and she decided she really wasn't in the mood to cook. Why had she offered? She looked in her refrigerator and realized that she was going to have to go to the store. Damn.

She'd think about that a little later. First she had to decide what she was going to wear. She walked into her room and opened her closet trying to figure out what you wear to dinner with a man who has gone from partner to best friend to lover…

EOEOEOEOEO

Elliot had just gotten out of the shower when he heard his phone buzz with an incoming call. He wrapped the towel around his waist and looked at the time. He saw it was almost 630, and that the call was from Olivia. He answered right away.

"Hey." She said. "I changed my mind about dinner."

Elliot felt his heart sink a little but before he could reply, she spoke again.

"I want to go out."

He shook his head, a smile on his face. "Whatever you want."

"My treat."

"No way."

"I thought you said we were going to do things my way?" she said, laughing lightly.

"I don't think that's what I said. I think I said I was going to let you set the pace"

"So I'm in charge."

Elliot laughed. "You're right. You're in charge."

"That's more like it." She said. "So do you have any wine?"

"I have beer."

"OK. So I'm going to be at your place at 7. We'll have a beer and then we'll go to dinner."

"I can pick you up." Elliot offered.

"What happened to doing things my way?"

Elliot let out a sigh and smiled. Olivia was strong willed; their relationship was going to be a constant battle for dominance. And that's exactly how he wanted it.

"OK. OK. I'll see you here at 7."

EOEOEOEOEO

Elliot heard the buzzer at exactly 7. He looked around the apartment quickly, wishing he had some candles or something to make the room a little more romantic. He had the old fireplace going and the lamp on low. It was the best he could do right now.

He heard a light knock on the door on the door and he opened it quickly, not wanting to make her wait. He drew in a breath when he saw her standing there. She had a bottle of wine dangling from her hand and two wine glasses in the other. His eyes drank her in from head to toe. Her hair was loose and wavy, her eyes dark and her lips perfectly glossed. She was wearing a coat belted at the waist, and he could see the bottom of a black dress barely peeking below it, right above her knees. Her long legs were bare and ended in a pair of spiky red heels. His eyes roved back up her body, and he saw the flush of her cheeks as his eyes met hers.

"You look amazing." He said, his tone almost reverent. Jesus. Amazing didn't even begin to describe how she looked right now.

"Are you going to invite me in?" she asked, her eyebrows raised and a small smile on her face, happy that she had the intended effect on him.

"Oh. Sorry." Elliot was a little flustered. He stepped aside to let her in. She turned towards him as he closed the door. "I hope you don't mind the change in plans." She said, dropping her tone a little lower than usual.

"No. Whatever you want Liv." He said, remembering their earlier conversation. "You're in charge." He laughed.

She held out the bottle of wine and glasses towards him. "Here's a little housewarming gift."

"I guess you didn't want beer." He said, a slight bit of sarcasm in his tone. He turned and started walking towards the kitchen with the wine bottle and glasses in hand. "You should have told me and I could have run out and gotten some wine." He proceeded to open the wine and he heard her move into the living room.

Olivia had butterflies in her stomach as she walked into the dimly lit room. She unbuckled her trench coat and pulled it off, settling it on the back of the chair. She moved over to the fireplace and watched the flames dance and lick at the wood.

Elliot walked out of the kitchen and into the room with two glasses of wine, and he paused when he saw her standing there. She was standing at a slight angle, so he got a good look at her profile. She hadn't seen him and so he took a moment to take her in. She was wearing a simple black dress but it fit her perfectly, showing off her long legs and the curve of her hips and breasts. The firelight made her skin glow and he was completely overwhelmed by how much he absolutely loved the woman standing there. It was the first time he hadn't thought about her as his partner…his friend…or any other of the labels he associated her with. This was Olivia. A woman he was deeply, madly in love with and knew he had made the right decision. He wanted to know everything about her…because he knew there was so much that he didn't know even after all of these years together.

She caught him staring them and turned towards him, giving him a small smile. She saw an expression on his face that she didn't recognize and it scared her a little to think that there was a side of Elliot she didn't know. He looked so devastatingly sexy right now, standing in charcoal gray slacks and a blue, V-neck sweater. She could see the definition of his chest and his arms and she felt the butterflies once again as she thought of those arms wrapped around her; his body pressed up against her.

Elliot moved towards her and she couldn't tear her eyes away from his, watching the firelight reflected in eyes that seemed shades darker than usual.

He handed her a glass of wine and he could see her hand was trembling slightly. He gave her a slightly puzzled look. "You're trembling." He took the wine glass back from her and set them both on the mantle. He placed his hands gently on her shoulders, covering the thin straps of her dress. With her heels, she was almost the same height and he looked into her eyes. "Are you OK?"

She sucked her bottom lip in under her front teeth and took in a deep breath, trying to settle her nerves. Why was she so goddamned nervous? She wanted to tell him how she was feeling but she couldn't seem to get the words out, even though she had been thinking about this moment all afternoon.

"Just say it Liv."

God, he knew her so well. "I'm scared."

Elliot knit his brows together. "You're scared? Of what?"

"Of you." She sputtered out and she knew he didn't understand what she was trying to tell him. Things seemed to be so simple for him.

"Of me?" He rubbed his thumbs along her shoulders. "I don't…"

"Not of you. Of this. Of us. Of how much I want this."

Elliot started to interrupt but she wouldn't let him. She had to get all of this out. She pulled away from him and turned back towards the fire, her arms stretched out as she braced herself on the mantle. She could feel Elliot hovering behind her and she hoped he would let her say what she came to say. He held his ground and she took in another deep breath.

"You have to know how I feel Elliot. I never wanted to have an affair with you. But it wasn't just because I didn't want to be the other woman. It was that I didn't want to know. I knew once we crossed that line, I couldn't go back. It killed me to break it off. Killed me. And I wished we had never had even the briefest relationship because it was everything I thought it would be. And it gave me a glimpse of how things could have been if we'd met in another time. A glimpse of everything I wanted. The intensity of it…of how right it seemed… scared the shit out of me."

Elliot moved towards her. "Please don't." she pleased. "It scares me how much I feel…and how much I feel like I need you. Like there's no one else for me. I had to break it off because I knew it would only get worse." She took another deep breath and she could feel a tear slip down her cheek. "I have never needed anyone in my life like that. Like this."

She turned to face him then and Elliot was startled at the tears on her lashes and the trail down her cheeks. Olivia never let anyone see her in this vulnerable state and he knew this was really hard for her. That she was baring her soul to him and he was in awe of her.

"When you said you left Kathy I was so happy and felt so guilty but then panic set in. Sheer panic because I wanted this so desperately. But things never work out for me. And you have to know that my first instinct always is to push people away. Hurt them before I get hurt."

Elliot frowned then because had she really come over here to tell him that she didn't want to take things any farther with him? He tried to take in everything she had said but he still wasn't sure what she was saying. "Help me out here. What, exactly, are you telling me?"

Olivia gave him a small smile then, her nerves settling a little now that she had gotten that off her chest. She saw Elliot looked slightly confused and slightly terrified and she realized he was probably just as nervous and scared as she was…he had left his wife and family and after her confession, he might be thinking she had no intent to pursue this with him.

She reached out then and put a hand on his bicep. "So I really appreciate that at some level, you know that and you slowed things down. That you said we could take things at my pace. It tells me that you know me just as well as I know myself." She bit into her bottom lip again and her eyes moved from his eyes to his mouth and back again. She moved a little closer and moved her other hand up to his other arm. She let out a breathy sound then and dropped her tone. "And as scared as I am, I want this with you." She leaned in and kissed him, her lips pressing against him gently. Before he could even register the kiss, she had pulled back and dropped her arms. He watched as she reached for the side zipper of her dress and pulled it down and then grabbed the straps of her dress and dragged them down her arms, letting her dress fall in a pool at her ankles. "And I don't want to go out to dinner tonight."

Elliot groaned inwardly as he saw her standing there in a black satin bra with a small swatch of black satin at the tops of her thighs. Her skin glowed with the light from the fire and he felt himself starting to respond to her. He knew she would always have this effect on him; he wanted to devour her on the spot.

"God Liv." It came out as a moan.

Olivia's cheeks flushed slightly at his open appraisal of her, even though she had anticipated it. She ducked her head slightly and looked up at him through her long, dark lashes.

Elliot saw her reaction and knew it meant she was slightly embarrassed at his focus on her, but it only made her look sexier.

He had stood rooted in place, unable to move, and her smile faltered slightly as she started to feel self-conscious. She crossed her arms under her breasts, as if she was trying to cover herself slightly.

"No." Elliot said, his voice cracking slightly. He moved and was there in two strides. "No." He said, grabbing her arms and placing them on his hips. He leaned in and whispered into her ear. "You're beautiful Olivia, and if I don't tell you that often enough then shame on me."

He pulled back and ran his hands up her arms and over her shoulders before running them through her hair, holding her head gently in his hands. He pulled her towards him slightly and pressed his lips gently against hers, letting out a small sigh. He had missed kissing her so damn much.

"You have to know this scares me as much as it does you." He said quietly as his lips hovered over hers. "Because I'm in as deep as you are. Maybe more." He kissed her again, their mouths pressing together gently, with nothing urgent or passionate about it. It was a kiss between two people that knew now that there would be many more between them.

He slid one hand to the back of her head as he pressed his mouth over hers again, deepening the kiss as he slid his other hand downwards until he reached the small of her back. He pulled her body against his gently as his tongue touched hers.

Olivia ran her hands up his back, tugging at his sweater. "Take it off" she rasped when his mouth left hers. Elliot released her and pulled his sweater up and over his head. He stood there and looked at her, her lips slightly swollen and her hair messed up from his hands. He was impossibly hard and wanted to take her there on the floor in front of the fireplace. But he felt like this was a new beginning for them; he wanted this to be special. He wanted it to be sweet and slow; to relish and revere every inch of her body before marking her as his own once and for all…forever.

"Liv." He said, his voice a low rumble that sent a shiver through her body. "Tell me this is it for you." Because the words he had spoken just a few minutes earlier were true. She was it for him; and if she wasn't ready…if she ever left him…it would annihilate him.

Her breath caught at his words; sensing the deep emotion behind them. This was a side of Elliot she definitely never saw. She wondered if he had ever showed this vulnerability to anyone. "You've always been the one Elliot. I'm yours…there is no one else."

That was all that he needed to hear. He reached down and scooped her up bridal style. Olivia let out a small cry of surprise as she wrapped her arms around his neck. She dropped her mouth against his, pulling his bottom lip between hers and then nipping lightly. She drove her tongue into his mouth as she placed one hand through his cropped hair and held his mouth against hers. Elliot knocked into the wall and she laughed into his mouth and Elliot couldn't help but smile. She pulled back then, laughing lightly as he knocked into the doorframe of his bedroom.

"Sorry." He said breathlessly, just anxious to get her in to bed. He set her down gently on the bed and quickly stood back and took of his pants. He looked over at Olivia and saw her eyeing him up and down as she lay on her back, her legs crossed at the ankles and her arms resting above her head.

Olivia let her eyes trace over his body. The man was solid muscle and her eyes trailed down his chest to his abdomen…following the deep muscles disappearing into the waistband of his underwear. Her thighs clenched together when she saw his hard length beneath his boxer briefs. She felt a rush of heat at the thought of him inside of her; it seemed like it had been an eternity. Elliot started moving toward the bed but she put up a hand as she propped herself up on her side. "Take them off." She commanded.

Elliot raised an eyebrow at her but then slid his fingers into the waistband and pushed them down. He kicked them off when they rested at his ankles and he stood there and stared at her. Olivia licked her lips and his dock throbbed with want. That damn mouth.

"Come here." She said, her voice husky and her lids lowered as she gave him a sultry smile. She fell on her back again and watched as Elliot went to the foot of the bed. He crawled up, placing kisses on the inside of her ankle and up her shin as he ran his hand up the other leg. He forced her legs apart slightly and he looked up at Olivia periodically as he kissed his way up her right leg, his hand trailing up her left. He saw her watching him, her eyes dark and her bottom lip between her teeth. He could feel her body tense in anticipation and she fisted the sheets at her side.

"Relax." He whispered as he kissed her inner thigh.

Olivia could feel his warm breath against her wet core, and she knew her panties were dripping. She hitched her breath, expecting him to place his mouth over her but he moved up her hip, sucking lightly at the skin at her hip and then moving his mouth over her abdomen and up under her breasts. He kissed his way up between her breasts and then her collarbone and then she felt his hard length hit her square between her legs and she let out a small grunt as her body jolted at the contact.

God he was going to kill her slowly. This foreplay was torturous…she thought she might just come with this slow tease.

She spread her legs slightly and now he was rocking into her slowly, knocking her clit with each thrust of his body. She let out a long, low moan and Elliot ran his tongue up her jaw to her ear. "You taste good enough to eat." He whispered in her ear and if she wasn't on the edge right now she would almost laugh at such a corny line coming from him. But she did feel like he was eating her alive…devouring her. And she wanted more.

He moved his mouth to hers and continued rocking against her. Her panties were so wet that they were practically non-existent. As if reading her thoughts, he reached down and pushed them to the side, running his fingers through her folds and knocking her clit with his fingers.

She let out a gasp, and he pulled his hands away, rubbing his erection against her instead. She gasped loudly as he continued moving against her. He slid his hand back up her body until he was grasping her breast in his hand. His mouth was at her neck and she could feel him sucking and biting the skin there and she knew he was marking her. Her hands left the sheets as she moved them around his back and she dragged her short fingernails up and down his back, digging them into his shoulder blades as she hissed into the top of his head.

He dragged her bra strap down her arm until her breast was revealed, and he trailed his tongue down to her erect nipple, circling it with his tongue before he bit down lightly. Olivia hissed again and her hips bucked up against him.

"Elliot." She hissed. God this man was driving her fucking insane…her entire body was on fire and she could feel the tremble…the slow build…she was going to come hard.

He dragged the other bra strap down and ran his mouth over her other breast, sucking and teasing her. He ran a hand beneath her trying to reach the clasp, and Olivia lifted up slightly. He unclasped it expertly and ripped the bra from her body. He sat up slightly then, forcing Olivia's hands to drop. His lower body had stilled, and Olivia lifted up her hips, not wanting to break contact.

"Goddamnit!" She swore, but it came out as a loud rasp. She was so close and now he stops?

Elliot grinned down at her and saw the frustration on her face. His eyes roved down from hers, taking in her flushed skin and her peaked nipples, and the marks he'd left on her. He growled as he lowered himself on top of her again, grabbing one breast roughly as he devoured her mouth. He pushed her knees farther apart and rocked hard into her and she gasped loudly.

She was done. She'd had enough.

She put her hands on his chest and pushed him roughly upward, forcing him to break the kiss.

"What the…?"

She let out a sound of exertion as she pushed him off of her and he landed on his back next to her. She was on him in a second, straddling him and dropping on his erection, causing a loud groan from him. She drove her tongue into his open mouth as she slid herself along the length of him. The friction of her wet panties was delicious against her sensitive skin, and against him. Elliot put his hands on her hips, trying to still her motions. "Liv." He rasped. God he was going to come without even being inside her.

She ripped her mouth from his. "Payback's a bitch isn't it?"

Suddenly, she stood up on the bed, wobbling precariously as the bed shifted. Elliot grabbed her shins to stead her and watched as she slid her fingers into the side of her panties and wiggled them down her hips, exaggerating her movements and doing it as slowly as possible.

Elliot bit his lip. He knew this was part of the payback, and he knew he couldn't complain as she was revealed to him. His dick twitched and it was all he could do to keep himself from pulling her onto the bed and driving inside of her.

She kicked off the panties and then lowered herself on top of him again. The both groaned simultaneously as he hit her wet core. She lifted herself up slightly and reached back, grasping his shaft. She slid the head of his erection back and forth across her entrance and he moaned as she started to settle herself over him. He was penetrating her slightly and he could feel the slight resistance of her body as she leaned forward slightly, bracing her hands on his abs. He closed his eyes and moved his hands to her hips. They both moaned as she lowered herself slowly along his length, her walls gripping him like a vise.

She pushed herself up off his abs and he went even deeper. He groaned and held her in place with his hands, and she could feel every inch of him. "Fuck." She moaned. She threw her head back and reached behind her, placing her hands on Elliot's thighs. "God, you are so deep." She moaned.

Elliot ran his hands up her sides and pulled her forward again, pressing his mouth against hers and kissing her hard. Olivia pulled back and rested her hands on his chest. She lifted her hips up and then lowered herself back down just as slowly as the first time and Elliot let out a loud groan. He put his hands on her hips again and lifted her up and she let herself slide down the length of him again. She started a slow rhythm and Elliot watched as she moved up and down. The sight of him disappearing into her was so god damn erotic…her breasts were bouncing as she increased the pace. She swiveled her hips slightly and Elliot knew he was hitting the right spot because her eyes were closed and she was letting out one long string of moans each time she slid down his shaft. She was starting to falter slightly and he lifted his hips, trying to drive into her. He could tell she was close and he couldn't take it any longer…he was close too. He rolled her over without breaking contact and grabbed her thigh, opening her up to him even more. He drove himself into her hard and she gasped…her entire body was trembling violently. He thrust into her twice more before he felt her shatter around him…a string of swear words and his name on her lips.

Her walls gripped him like a vise and her orgasm trigger his…his forehead dropped to her shoulder as he released inside her. He lifted his head slightly, dragging his teeth along her shoulder and he said her name over and over again. When he had given everything he had, he pulled out slightly and rocked back into her a couple more times, eliciting a gasp from her.

Her fingernails bit into his skin and she arched her back, trying to bring him even closer to her. He collapsed against her, his body spent, and she let out a sound as he pushed the air from her lungs. He quickly propped himself up slightly, allowing her to breath as he peppered kisses along her shoulder and collarbone, and then up her jaw until his lips found hers. He kissed her hungrily as their bodies tried to come back to earth…he wished he could spend an eternity like this.

He broke the kiss and moved his mouth to her hear. "You're fucking amazing." He whispered.

Olivia laughed lightly and held his face in her hands. She gave him a small kiss. "We're amazing together." She said.

Elliot smiled down at her. "You're right as usual."

"It's about time you realize that." She said playfully. She pushed her hips up slightly. "Now I need you to do something for me." She said breathily.

"Anything." He said, and he meant it.

"I need you to get off of me. I can barely breath."

Elliot laughed loudly and Olivia loved the sound of it as it filled the room. He pulled himself out gently and then dropped on the bed beside her. He pulled her towards him and in two seconds, her body was sprawled out on top of his. She folded her arms across his chest, just above her breasts, so she could look into this eyes.

She had a small smile on her face. "I'm glad you didn't have your heart set on going out to dinner."

"Well, I kind of did." He teased.

"We can still go out." She said starting to push herself up and off his body.

He pulled her back down, loving the feel of her naked body against his. "Not a chance in hell." He said. "I've got you right where I want you." He grinned.

"Well, we're going to have to get out of bed at some point." She said, smiling back.

"Not if I have anything to say about it." He joked again. He ran his hands up and down her back, letting them trail down her ass and giving her a small squeeze before he let his fingers trail up her spine. She shivered slightly and he smiled again.

She propped herself up slightly and looked into his eyes. She closed her eyes momentarily, thinking about everything that had happened over the past month…and about how she had ended up here. Snuggled up against Elliot's glorious body…feeling perfectly content. Sated. Peaceful. Happy. Her eyes popped open and she saw Elliot smiling up at her.

She ran a hand up and cupped his cheek. "Do you remember what you told me?"

Elliot furrowed his brow, not certain what she was referring to. He had told her lots of things.

She saw the confusion on his face. She ran her thumb over his mouth and swallowed hard. "You told me that one day…"

Elliot smiled. "I love you Olivia."

Olivia returned the smile, happy that she could final say it back. "I love you too."

The End.

Thank you to all of the people that have read this story, and to all of the wonderful people that took time to review as well. I really appreciate it. And as always, a huge thanks for my wonderful beta, writersrefinery. I hope you'll list me as an author you follow…I'm not sure what my next story is going to be but hopefully it will be coming out soon. And as always, it will be EO!