Pretty Poison

(Chapter One: Nescience)

Olivia moaned a little in her sleep. She was having the most amazing sex dream. It was Elliot of course and his strong hands were all over her body. Touching her, caressing her and moving his fingers over every inch of her skin as his mouth followed. He moved slowly, but confidently and knew exactly what he was doing. His mouth met hers and their tongues crashed together as if in a choreographed performance.

He kissed and gently bit and sucked on the skin of her neck and shoulders causing her moans to grow louder and longer in anticipation of events to come. She tipped her head back as he bit down on the side of her neck. Then he kissed her again.

Her hands moved over his bare chest and his moved slowly and smoothly under her back removing her white lace bra in one steady slide of his hand. He dropped it to the floor as he began to kiss and suck on her breasts, moving his hands over them, needing them gently. She heard herself moan again as his mouth returned to hers and his hand met her face.

His kisses were strong and passionate and they alone provided amazing foreplay. Elliot kissed slowly down her body, between her breasts and over her flat stomach making his way down to the elastic of her lacy white boy short underwear. She looked down at him and smiled as their eyes met and he pulled them off and continued to please her. She moaned and grasped the headboard firmly with her fingers as she felt the warmth of his mouth between her thighs.

He moved around to kiss her side as he caressed his hands over her abdomen once more. He kissed a trail down her long leg until he had it bent and raised it holding her ankle and placed it over his shoulder. He raised up and entered her with one long, smooth thrust and she heard herself moan at his entry.

These dreams were always so real. It was as if she could actually feel him moving inside her with each thrust going deeper and deeper into her body and pushing her closer and closer to the edge. She moaned and gasped as she heard his noises of pleasure. He was enjoying this as much as she was.

She could feel the orgasm as it ripped through her body in waves causing her to almost scream out uncontrollably. Then he slowed, but did not stop. He lowered her leg back to the bed and rolled her over on her side as he kissed her neck and shoulders. He moved up against her placing his hand against her abdomen and entered her once more.

This time he was behind her and he was hard and fast. Olivia tipped her head allowing his mouth access to the sensitive skin of her neck as she reached her arm behind her and clawed her fingers over his shoulder in appreciation of his actions. She was moaning again and his moans echoed hers. Their gasps for air together and she could feel his warm breath against her hear.

Then there is was. Another Earth shaking orgasm. She grasped tightly to his arm as Elliot raised up over her to steady them. He continued his thrusts, deeper and faster and within moments he had pushed her over the edge once more. Olivia gasped and panted to catch her breath.

Elliot fell behind her in the bed. He laid gently against her, his arms tight around her as he kissed the side of her face and whispered sweet nothings into her ear. She felt her muscles melt from sheer exhaustion as she closed her eyes.

What seemed like only moments later she felt his mouth against hers once more and his tongue inside her mouth in another passionate kiss. His thumb against her cheek and his fingers in her hair.

He was on top of her this time, missionary position. Staring into her eyes as he made love to her. He moved his hands up her thighs to raise her legs around his waist and held them there as he thrust inside her. Within a few minutes she was calling out his name, her body shuttering through a strong orgasm.

He slowed, but she was not finished with him yet. She flipped him over and straddled his waist as she slid her body down onto him slowly. She began to grind against him riding his slowly as Elliot groaned and she moaned. She tipped her head back and rested her hands on his chest. Elliot sat up and moved his hands over her back. They quickly made their way back around to her chest finding her breasts and grasping one in each hand as his mouth moved over them again.

She moved her mouth in against his kissing him hard and passionate kisses as he put his hands under her hips pulling her into him and guiding her body movements until he found the right spot inside her. They were both moaning again and almost out of breath.

Olivia laid back against the bed as he moved in beside her sliding one hand across her abdomen and raising her on to her hands and knees on the bed. Elliot quickly moved in behind her and continued as he pulled her in against him and grasped her breasts in his hands again.

One more time Olivia heard her own voice moan out "Oh, El…Oh, God…yes, yes, yes."

Then she fell breathlessly against the mattress. As he laid beside her. Elliot moved in against her once more and stared into her eyes as he kissed her tenderly. He pulled her in against his body and they fell asleep together.

Olivia moaned softly as she stirred in bed. She rolled over on her stomach and her eyes fluttered open to stare at the clock on the night stand. It was just after six in the morning and that was the kind of dream you do not want to wake up from. The kind you wish you could just close your eyes and continue at any time. She smiled and sat up, scrunching her toes up in the carpet. As she noticed something odd across the room in the floor. Still half asleep she tipped her head to one side to try and focus on the object.

She stood up and walked over and knelt down picking it up from the floor. She opened her hand to stare at a Trojan condom wrapper in her palm. Olivia raised her head once more and looked at the window. Those were not her curtains, this was not her apartment. She was in a hotel room, God knows where and wearing someone else's shirt. She took a deep breath and held it as she turned around to find a nude Elliot wrapped only from the waist down in a sheet.

She pressed her lips together as her heart began to pound in her chest and she looked around the room. Scattered across the room starting at the door and leading a trail to the bed were their clothes. Everything, that is except for his white button up shirt that she was now wearing.