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Elliot didn't miss a step as he carried Olivia into her bedroom, even though she had her arms wrapped around his neck and her mouth pressed to his. He leaned over and dropped her gently on the bed, getting a small laugh from her. He stood at the side of her bed, and watched as she settled herself on the bed. She propped herself on her elbows and looked up at Elliot expectantly.

His eyes trailed over the length of her body, starting with her pink painted toenails (pink?), up her long legs still clad in those damn black leggings, to her breasts…the white lace in stark contrast to her dark skin, and then to her dark eyes, fringed with those long lashes. She was watching him as he took her in, but she didn't comment and she didn't move. He wondered how he had possibly kept his hands to himself all these years. He deserved a fucking medal.

He reached for the buckle of his belt and undid it, his eyes never leaving Olivia's. She let her eyes drop as he unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans, and he saw her run her tongue over her bottom lip. He smiled, and wished he had the patience to tease her some more. But he had none. He shrugged out of his jeans and boxer briefs in one fluid motion, and then he was moving towards the bed.

"Stop." Olivia said, pushing herself until she was sitting on the bed. Elliot froze, and now it was Olivia's turn to let her eyes wander. She knew Elliot worked out, but seeing him stripped bare like this…her eyes trailed down his chest, to the deep V muscles in his abdomen, to his erection…long and thick. She let out a small moan, and the throbbing in her lower belly and between her legs was almost unbearable. Olivia scrambled up on her knees and moved to the edge of the bed. She spread her hands against Elliot's chest and ran her hands up and over his shoulders, and down his arms. "I can't wait anymore." She slid her hand down and wrapped her fingers around his cock.

Elliot was running his hands over her shoulders and then he leaned in and whispered into her ear. "You're going to have to, because I'm going to explore every inch of your luscious body." He whispered, and he felt her shiver. "You're going to come against my mouth. With my hands. And then I'm going to fuck you so hard, you'll be screaming my name."

Olivia was surprised…she hadn't expected that from him. She wondered if it was something she had unleashed in him…something that had always simmered beneath the surface. She hoped so…because she was feeling wild and reckless in a way she never had before. She slid her hand down his length and he groaned and grabbed her hand.

"No." he rasped out. He took her arms and twisted them gently behind her as his mouth descended on hers. He released them and slid his hands to the clasp of her bra as she wrapped her arms around his neck. Olivia slid her tongue into his mouth and she was kissing him urgently.

Olivia felt Elliot's hand slide around her back and unhook her bra. He slid the straps down her arms, and it fell on the bed. Elliot kept one arm wrapped around her as he slowly lowered her on the bed, never breaking contact with her mouth. She ran her hands down his back as he slid one leg across her upper thighs, straddling her on the bed. She groaned as Elliot pressed his length against her, and she wanted to spread her legs. She lifted her hips and pulled her mouth from his in frustration.

"Patience." He whispered as he dragged his lips down her jawline. He felt her tense up and he smiled against her skin, wondering what she as going to say. Instead, he was surprised when she raked her nails up his back, and he jolted at the pain she inflicted. He wasn't deterred…he pushed himself up slightly. He'd spent the better part of seven years staring across the desk at her; he wanted to see the breasts that had been taunting him.

His eyes trailed down from her mouth as his fingers trailed lightly across the swell of her breasts. He felt his cock twitch as he looked at the fullness of her breasts…her peaked, dusky nipples taunting him. He slid his hands up her rib cage, and took her full breasts in his hands. He felt the weight of them and squeezed gently before he ran his thumbs over her taut nipples. Olivia arched her back, and let out another moan. Elliot slid one thigh between her legs and Olivia lifted her hips as he pressed his knee against her.

Olivia closed her eyes and threw her head back, twisting her body to try to get more contact. With his hands, his mouth, his body. She wanted it all. She felt Elliot press his knee against her core again and she lifted her hips, gasping at the contact. Elliot slid his other knee between hers, and she felt his hand on her inner thigh, pushing her right leg out and opening her up to him. She still had her leggings on, but they were wet and when Elliot pressed his erection between her legs, the roughness of the fabric only created more friction as he rocked against her. She couldn't stop moaning, and when he took her breast in his mouth, she arched her back again. Her entire body was trembling as Elliot teased her nipple with his tongue, continuing to rock his erection against her core. He was hitting her clit and she dug her fingernails into his shoulders as he bit down lightly on her nipple. She could feel the white heat coursing through her…she was going to come.

Elliot thrust against her one more time…he could feel her body shaking and he slid his cock down to her entrance. He rocked against her again…and the damp thin fabric didn't stop him from penetrating her slightly. He released her breast and replaced his mouth with his hand, flicking his thumb over her nipple again and again as he kissed his way up her neck. "Let go Liv."

Olivia didn't need to hear his words…her orgasm tore through her…and she grasped at his shoulders, trying to find something to hold on to…to ground her. Elliot kept rocking against her and she could feel his hot breath in her ear. "Yes." He moaned. He kissed his way back up her jaw until his mouth reached hers, and he kissed the corner of her mouth as she gasped for breath.

Elliot trailed his tongue back down her jaw and across her chest. He moved down her body, sliding his tongue between her breasts and placing kisses down her stomach. He moved farther down the bed until he reached the waistband of her leggings. He looked up at her and saw her watching him, her chest still heaving as she tried to recover. "Time to get rid of these."

"Yes." Olivia rasped, reaching for him. But he was out of reach. She wanted him to slide deep inside of her…if he could make her come like that… She wasn't able to finish her thought as Elliot tugged her leggings down over her hips.

"Well, aren't you full of surprises?" He asked, when he saw she didn't have any underwear on. He tugged he leggings down to her knees as he took in the sight of her. He pushed them off her legs with his foot and he saw Olivia reach for him. But he dodged her as he settled between her legs, placing open mouth kisses on the inside of her thighs as he pushed her legs apart.

"Gaaahhd." Olivia rasped out. She pushed at the top of his head. She didn't know if she could handle his mouth on her…she was still so sensitive. She jumped as Elliot slid his fingers through her folds.

"You're so fucking wet." He slid his fingers back and forth, knocking her clit, causing her body to jolt with each touch. He moved two fingers to her entrance and teased her. He felt her lift her hips slightly and he slid them inside of her, pressing his thumb against her clit. He pumped his fingers in and out of her as he placed kisses on her inner thigh. Olivia was already writhing beneath him and he could feel her walls clenching around his fingers as he twisted them inside of her. He replaced his thumb with his tongue and Olivia let out an unintelligible string of words as he sucked on her clit. He was fucking her hard with his fingers, and his cock was aching to take their place. He had to take her soon, or he was going to lose it. He had already shown more restraint than he thought possible. But he wasn't going to have to wait long because she was gasping now…gasping out his name and he felt her walls spasm around him, practically expelling his fingers from her body.

Olivia arched her back and grasped at the sheets as the sensations continued to course through her body. Elliot had one hand splayed against her lower abdomen as he pulled his fingers from inside of her. She opened her eyes in time to see him sit up between her legs and slide his fingers into his mouth.

"So sweet." He said, his voice almost a whisper, and he watched her as she tried to recover. Her skin was flushed and glistened with a slight sheen of sweat. Her hair was messy and her eyes were dark and he thought he had never seen anything so fucking beautiful as this woman stretched out naked in front of him. He ran his hands down the outside of her thighs and she shivered, but she didn't move…her energy focused on catching her breath…regaining her senses. She tried to close her legs slightly, and he moved to accommodate her, moving back to straddle her. He leaned over and kissed her gently. "Did I tell you that you are absolutely the most beautiful woman in the world?"

Olivia smiled lazily, and a small laugh escaped. "If you're trying to get me into bed…I have news for you." She said.

Elliot laughed and kissed her again. "I may have you in bed, but I'm not finished with you yet."

"Maybe I'm not finished with you." She pushed at his chest and despite her weak attempt, he fell backwards next to her on the bed. "And I seem to remember that you said I'm in charge."

"You didn't seem to be complaining." Elliot said as she pinned his arms playfully against the bed. She brushed her breasts against his chest as she grasped his lips between hers. She opened his mouth with hers, and slid her tongue into his mouth. The kiss was slow…deep…and he hummed into her mouth. He was lost in the kiss when he felt her slide her slick folds against his cock, and he groaned loudly into her mouth. He was about to rip his mouth from hers…tell her that he couldn't take any more…when she lifted her body slightly and slid down the length of him.

Olivia pulled her mouth from his as she slid on top of him…he stretched her and filled her like no other, and her already sensitive body was trying to keep up. Their bodies connected and she stayed still as Elliot's hands grasped her hips.

"Fuuuuck Liv." Elliot's mind went blank…he was consumed with the feeling of her body wrapped so intimately around him. He was buried deep inside of her, and he felt like their bodies fit together perfectly. "Don't move." He whispered. His eyes swept over her face and down her body as she straddled him. He wanted to pinch himself…to make sure this was really happening.

Olivia ground down slightly and gasped. "El." She fell forward slightly, bracing her arms on his chest. She didn't say another word. She just lifted her hips until he almost slipped out of her body, and then slid down his shaft again. And again. And again. Elliot left his hands on her hips, guiding her. He watched himself disappear inside of her body, her breasts bouncing with each thrust, and it was so erotic. Olivia leaned back, bracing her arms against his thighs as she continued to ride him. She kept up her pace and he wondered where she found the energy after he'd made her come twice. He wasn't going to be able to hold out much longer…the sight of her and the way her body was clutching at him…he'd already showed considerable constraint. He reached up between her legs and found her clit, and he teased her as she slid along his cock.

He was just about to tell her that he couldn't hold on…that he was going to come…when he felt her body start to tremble and she faltered, falling forward. He caught her and she braced her arms against his chest again. She dropped her head down, her hair trailing down against his chest and she gasped out his name as she came…her orgasm triggering his own. He grasped at her hips, digging his fingers into her skin as he released himself inside of her. He thrust up again as he pushed her body down against his…and her walls clutched at him as he rode out his orgasm.

Olivia collapsed against his chest…completely and totally spent. Her muscles ached…her thighs burned…but it was a delicious kind of exhaustion. She felt completely sated…and insanely happy. She was lying on top of Elliot…the man she had wanted for longer than she could remember. He had told her she was beautiful. He had told her that he loved her. And then they had fallen into bed.

Elliot traced his hands lightly up and down her back. He lifted his head and kissed the top of hers. "I love you." He whispered, and he got a small grunt in return. He rolled them over carefully, but Olivia moaned. He imagined she was sore and he pulled out of her gently and rolled over to lay at her side. He pulled her body next to his, and rubbed the outside of her thigh as she slipped it between his legs. "I'm sorry." He said, kissing her forehead as she lay against his shoulder.

"For what?' Olivia said sleepily.

"For everything." He said. "For all the times I took my anger out on you. For the times I should have listened instead of yelling. For not being there for you when you needed me."

"El." Olivia whispered, too tired to lift her head. "What…"

"Shhh." Elliot said. "I need to do this. I'm sorry for not seeing what was in front of me all those years…for the pain I might have caused you."

Olivia lifted her head. "Stop. You don't need to apologize. We can both share the blame. I did my share of damage." She placed a kiss on his chest. "It doesn't matter now. Does it?" she asked as she lifted her head to look at him.

"I just don't want any baggage…any resentment for anything that happened."

"It's all in the past…and it brought us to where we are today. I don't regret anything. We're here now."

"There's no place I'd rather be." Elliot said, running his hand down her back.

Olivia smiled and lay her head on his chest again. "I love you."

Elliot kissed the top of her head. "Forever."

The End