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Chapter 7
Elliot was all the way at the counter of the sandwich shop before he realized he didn't know what Alex liked. He knew all of Olivia's preferences by heart, but it occurred to him that he knew almost nothing about Alex. Time for him to put his detective skills to work. Olivia would have gone for something hearty and delicious, and then covered it up with vegetables in a vain attempt to convince herself that she was eating properly. She spent enough time running after perps and working out in the precinct gym that it really didn't matter what she ate, but Alex was a different story. Elliot knew from conversations with Olivia that the two of them had very opposite tastes. He grinned, knowing exactly what to order her.
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"Elliot, hi," Alex said, swinging the door open. She had thrown on a pair of jeans, but she was still wearing Olivia's T-shirt. For some reason, she hadn't been able to bring herself to take it off. Her hair was swept half-heartedly off of her face. There was a disheveled look to her. Elliot had only seen her as the composed attorney, and he had to admit that it disturbed him to see her this way.
"What did you bring?" Alex asked, peering into the bag. She could smell meatballs.
"Meatball for me, and veggie for you," he replied. A smile flew across her face. That's exactly what Olivia would have picked up for her if she had been the one to make the run. The smile disappeared from her face as quickly as it had appeared.
"What's wrong?" Elliot asked.
"Nothing," she replied.
"No, really, what is it?" he asked.
"It's just…that's the exact order Olivia would have placed, only she would be the one scarfing down the meatball sandwich," she answered. Oh. Of course he knew that. When they ordered out for the precinct, he always got two of those. He didn't know how to convey it to Alex, but he missed Olivia almost as much as she did.
"Alex, we're going to find her. You have to believe that," he said, reaching out to touch her hand.
"I know. It's just so hard without her here. I mean, if she were in the hospital because of some work related thing, I think that would be easier because at least I would know where she was, but this…" she trailed off.
"Look, Alex, she could be fine. You don't know that she's been hurt. You have to stay positive. You know that's what she would want you to do," he said.
"I know, I know. I keep telling myself that over and over again, hoping that eventually I'll start to believe it," she said. She wiped a tear away from her cheek. "Well, don't just stand there, this food isn't going to eat itself." Elliot sat down in the chair across from her and began to eat. He just wanted to turn the clock back 48 hour to when he and Olivia were chasing down their latest perp, side by side. She had gone home to Alex, and him to Kathy after finally closing the case. If she had been on duty that night…no, he couldn't let himself go there. She had saved Alex, and now he would save her.
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Luke was really enjoying watching Olivia squirm. Her face was flushed, and she was clearly reaching a state of ecstasy. She was exactly his type, too. Tall, brunette, brown-eyed, with a killer hourglass figure to match. He desperately wanted to throw her onto the table and show her what a real man can do, but that would have to wait. She wasn't quite up to that yet. He knew he shouldn't enjoy working with his clients as much as he enjoyed this. Detachment was important, but she turned him on so easily. Even her feistiness was appealing to him. It was too boring if they rolled over and played dead too quickly.
He heard her moaning through the gag, and he could see her body twisting, seeking some kind of touch, some kind of release. She was teetering on the edge, but she could quite seem to get herself over that cliff. Of course not. She would need additional touch to achieve that, and he was happy to oblige.
"Olivia," he said, entering the room again. Her eyes fluttered open. Her body was incredibly tense, and she tried to calm herself down, but he had seen her keyed up. "It's ok," he said, releasing the ankle chains from her.
"Spread you legs, hon," he told her. She hesitated. She didn't want this man near her, but at the same time, her head was ready to explode from the lack of release. She wasn't sure how long she had been trying to achieve orgasm, but it seemed like it had been far too long. She spread her legs as wide as her position would allow.
Luke slipped his hand up her skirt and under her panties, never taking his eyes away from hers. God, she looked good, especially with that gag in her mouth. He hated when women made too much noise. He found her clit and began rubbing small circles around it. Her eyes drifted closed as another moan tried to slip past the gag. Her head fell back, and her eyes closed as she surrendered to the sensations radiating throughout her body, centered between her legs. Her breath was quickening, and Luke knew that she was putty in his hands. He could stop now and bring her back down without giving her what she craved, or he could continue, and watch her melt into a puddle. He chose the latter.
He adjusted his hand and pressed harder and more vigorously on her clit. At the same time, he switched the vibrator to its highest setting. Her body was tightening. She was almost there. Even if she wanted to back down now, she couldn't. Her hips were thrusting, seeking. Her thrusts had gone from rhythmic to erratic. Luke continued his ministrations, and she could hold out no longer. Her body tightened and her back arched as waves of pleasure rolled over her. The gag muffled the scream that wanted to rip past her lips. Luke continued to stroke her through her aftershocks. Her back arched a few more times, each less intense that the one before as she came down from her high. Finally, she stilled, head back and panting. Luke removed his fingers from her body.
"Ah, so you're a screamer," he commented. He undid her bonds and her limbs remained limply where they were. He tipped her head forward and undid the gag, pulling it gently from her mouth. He notices strong bite marks on the dildo, which alarmed him. He wasn't sure if she was trying to bite it off or if it had been a reflex to her orgasm. He didn't want to take any chances. His best bet was to implement a change in plans. Her eyes fluttered open and she was watching his movements, but she was too spent to move or fight. He reached between her legs next.
"Push," he said. She still felt like all of her nerves were firing at different times. All she had to do was give a gentle push, and the egg-shaped device inside her slipped out into Luke's hand. He place all of the items into another bin for them to be cleaned and washed his own hands.
"Don't fall asleep on me, Olivia. You're not even close to being done yet," he said. He hauled her to her feet and took her to another room. There was a bed inside this one.
"There's been a change of plans. You aren't ready for oral training yet. I think you'd probably castrate me with that feisty little mouth of yours," he said, laying her gently on the bed. He started to peel the clothes from her body. Olivia was regaining her senses after having a few minutes to calm down. She realized he already had her blouse off her body, so she twisted and tried to push him off of her, in spite of the face that he was now straddling her.
"Whoa! Look who decided to join the party," he said. "Easy now, lay back. Everything's going to be ok." She continued to twist, fighting harder to force him off of her body. He yanked at her bra, throwing it on the floor next to her blouse. He grabbed both of her wrists, pinning them above her head. He was leaning over her, and she could feel his hot breath on her face.
"No!" she said.
"Hush, Olivia. This isn't going to hurt," Luke said. "Don't make things harder on yourself." He used his free hand to bunch up her skirt. He managed to drag her panties off of her. She tried to twist and contort her legs to keep them on, but Luke was able to easily complete his task. He wasn't going to get the skirt, but it didn't matter. They were designed to be wide enough that they could be easily managed. He freed his erection from the constraints of his pants.
"I know, I know you're scared, hon, but this is how God intended for it to be between a man and a woman. I don't want to hurt you, but you're ready to learn this," Luke said, maneuvering himself into position. He pushed up against her entrance. He could feel that she was still soaked from her orgasm minutes before. She was ready for him.
"Please, don't," Olivia whimpered as a tear slipped down her cheek. He wiped the tear away.
"Shhh…it's ok," he said, giving a slight thrust, pushing into her. She arched her neck and squeezed her eyes shut. Tears were falling from both of her eyes now. Luke pushed farther into her, keeping her arms pinned above her. Luke continued to push into her, pulling back and sinking in a little deeper every time. She was so slick and ready for him. He genuinely didn't want to hurt her, but he had to have her. And she felt wonderful, so hot and slick. He bent down and started sucking on her neck. Her body was betraying her and another moan slipped past her lips.
"That's it, Olivia, let go and enjoy yourself," Luke said against her neck. He was picking up his pace. He brought his free hand to her side and caressed the outside swell of her breast. He massaged it and was delighted to see her nipple stiffen. He continued to work his way inward, keeping up the rhythmic thrusting below. She tasted wonderful. The slight saltiness from her excited body mingled with the sweetness of her perfume. She was so soft and feminine, unlike so many of the women that passed through these doors.
Olivia just wanted him to finish. She had given up on the thought of getting through this without him finishing. And yet, what seemed like hours later, he was still sweating over her. His free hand finished with her breast and slithered farther down her body, searching for her clit once again. She was still sensitive from her first orgasm, and she knew that if he managed to make contact, she would surely explode again.
He found what he was seeking and started to expertly work her flesh. Olivia's breathing quickened. She felt as if electric jolts were firing through her body. It was a mixture of pain and pleasure. Her flesh was sensitive, but ready to go again. No, she thought. She didn't want to come under him. Her mouth fell open, and her voice took on a life of its own. She knew she'd never be able to keep herself quiet. She had tried many times, unsuccessfully. Damn, her body.
"That's it, Olivia. It feels good, doesn't it? Let yourself go," Luke said, continuing his assault on her clit. He started kissing her neck again, and by pure accident, he found the spot near her ear that drove her crazy. Another scream ripped through the room as her mind disconnected with her body. Her back arched violently off the bed, and she clenched down hard on Luke. He watched her in the throes of her orgasm, thinking that she just might be the most magnificent creature he had ever encountered.
"Good girl, Olivia," Luke said as she continued her screams and spasms. Her second orgasm was much more powerful than the first one. She held him in a vice grip. Her spasms slowly subsided, and once again she went limp. Luke was close. He thrust a few more times before emptying himself into her. He pulled out and released her hands. Her eyes were closed, and her breathing slowed. Her poor body had expended too much energy. She needed rest.
Luke picked up a blanket and covered her body. She had earned some rest. He gazed at her once more before locking her into the room. She had been absolutely exquisite. If he could tame her, he just might consider taking her for his wife. Not if, when.
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