So I am trying to write some new one-shots but haven't been able to come up with a good idea. So I thought I would just write a sequel to one of the one-shots I have out now. I tried to set up a poll on my profile but apparently I am not smarter than a 5th grader and can't get it to work. That being said: leave a review on your favorite one-shot. The one with the most reviews will get a sequel. And if anyone knows how to set up a poll please send me a PM.

Anyway, on with the show.

"Tell me who he is", whispered Elliot against her shoulder. Olivia moaned as his tongue swirled around the soft patch on her collar bone. "Does he kiss you like this?"

Elliot sunk his teeth softly into her neck and smiled lightly when she squirmed from his touch.

"There was never any guy, Elliot." She gasped when she felt his hand slide up her thigh. "Only you." She raked her nails down his bare back and pulled him to fall on top of her. His chest was pressed against hers and she reveled in the feel of bulk and muscle warming her bare breasts. Her heart was thumping and from his proximity she was sure he could feel it. "Only you."

His eyes met hers as his hand trailed between her legs. He ran two fingers up her folds and moaned at the moisture seeping through. "Tell me I'm the only man who can do this to you."

She pressed her lips together in an attempt to tease him, refusing his command.

He pushed his fingers into her and she opened her mouth involuntarily to moan. He began curling his fingers and stroking her inside. His thumb brushed over her clit and an endless stream of moans and whimpers left her mouth.

"You're the only one who does this to me", she whimpered. "You're the only one that gets to. Oh, God, Elliot." He added another finger and her body began to shake.

"Tell me what you were doing. Tell me who he was."

When she refused him again he pressed his thumb against her clit but stopped its movements, prolonging her orgasm, denying her release.

"Tell me, Liv." His lips were on her neck again and his fingers crawled deeper inside her.

She was so close; so close she thought she'd die. He curled his fingers again but stopped their thrusting, keeping her on edge.

"Elliot, please", she begged. Her body was beginning to burn and it craved what Elliot was teasing her with but refusing to give. "Please."

"Tell me."

He curled his fingers again, this time pulling out slightly only to creep back in.

"Oh my God", she moaned. "Skoda. Emil Skoda. He needed my help on a case a few weeks ago." Her breaths were coming in short pants, Elliot having resumed his activities. "Elliot, that feels so good."

He chuckled against her neck, her body starting to tighten around his fingers. "And tonight?" He didn't really need to know. He just loved the way he could manipulate her with his talented, nibble, hands.

He pushed harder, trust his fingers faster, rubbed her clit with more fervor.

"Drinks, to thank me. Oh God Elliot!" Her body drew tight, she saw stars. Waves of bliss crashed over her one after the other, endlessly. It was only until after her body had begun to calm that she realized he was working her back up again.

Only this time both of he hands were on either side of her head, supporting him as he determinedly plummeted his rock hard member inside of her.

"You had to know", she panted. "You always knew you were the only one."

"You drive me crazy", he groaned. "The thought of you with another man, doing this." He thrust deeper, claiming her in a way no ever had. "You do this with me, only me."

She dug her nails into his back, the pleasure inside her taking over. "Only you. I would never . . . Oh God, Elliot, you. Only you."

He wrapped his hands around her backside and squeezed the firm muscle as he lifted her to him. "Mine", he grunted as he sunk further into her.

She was starting to shake again. "Yours", she whimpered, the pleasure was overwhelming. "All yours."

White hot, starry, streaks of ecstasy flashed across their vision. It seemed as if every nerve in their bodies caught ablaze.

His heart was pounding.

She let out a shaky breath.

Their bodies began to cool.

"You were really jealous, weren't you?" She asked after a few minutes of silence.

He smiled against the crook of her neck and placed one soft kiss there before lifting his head to answer. "I don't like the thought of losing you. I need you to be mine."

"I am yours", she whispered. "I think we just proved that."

He chuckled a bit and lowered his body closer to hers; he was still inside her.

"You have me" she whispered. "All of me."

"Heart, mind, body, and soul." He kissed her once more and stared into her eyes. "I guess I'm a little possessive."

The End.

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