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One Rainy Night

Chapter 10

Olivia stirred. Her eyes blinked, sleepily. She fought it. Licking her slightly dry lips, she attempted to stretch. It was a hard task with Elliot's body draped heavily over her own. His breath was warm and steady against her bare nipple, his head pressed against her chest. His arms were resting against her body, one curled under her back and the other splayed across the sheet. His legs were bent up pressing her thighs further apart as he had fallen asleep inside her. It was a strange sensation to have him soft inside her, one with which she was not familiar. Olivia Benson did not cuddle, she certainly didn't let a man fall asleep inside her. Surprisingly, she didn't feel panicked. She waited a couple of breaths expecting the familiar sensation of panic to envelope her. Instead her heart melted as Elliot's groaned and nuzzled her chest with his nose. Overwhelmed with emotion, Olivia hugged him tightly.

Elliot felt Olivia arms encircle him. A smile spread across his face, he lifted his head to look at her. "Good morning," he whispered resting his chin on her chest just between her breasts, his eyes crinkled at the corners.

Olivia's brown eyes connected with his twinkling blue eyes. She let out a low throaty laugh as she took in his confident, cocky smile. "Good morning," she smiled back.

Elliot lifted up further capturing her mouth in a soft kiss. "How did you sleep?"

Olivia looked at him with one arched eyebrow. "Okay, I guess," she answered, nonchalantly.

"Okay?" Elliot said, mockingly. "Just okay?"

Olivia smirked. "Not bad," she shrieked as Elliot started to tickle her sides.

"Not bad, huh!" Elliot growled, playfully.

Olivia shrieked with laughter as they rolled around in the hotel sheets. She squealed when they rolled over the edge of the bed landing promptly in a tangled mess on the hotel floor.

"Fuck,"Elliot groaned as he rubbed his head.

Olivia tried not to laugh from her position perched on top of him. She smirked at him. "Poor baby," she cooed. "Do you need me to kiss it better?"

"Fuck, yes." Elliot groused still rubbing his head.

Olivia grinned and kissed the top of his head. "Better?"

Elliot shook his head.

Olivia lifted herself up and forward as she placed a row of soft kisses over the crown of Elliot's head. She stopped abruptly when he captured her hovering naked nipple in his warm mouth. "Better?" Olivia asked her tone taking on a breathless quality as Elliot greedily lapped at her nipple.

"Mmmm," Elliot replied. His tongue slid wetly back and forth over her nipple. He loved feeling her body's eager response against his tongue. His tongue glided over the wrinkling skin as she became more taunt with each lick.

Olivia pressed downward, thrusting her breast into Elliot's mouth. The texture of his tongue all wet and warm against her nipple sent a ripple of pleasure all the way to her core. "Oh...El," Olivia moaned.

Elliot smiled around her beaded nipple as she shifted on top of him spreading her legs so she was straddling him. He felt her pull upward slightly and he growled in protest. His mouth tightening its grip on her nipple.

Olivia reached between them, searching for him. "El, please," she urged her voice edged with desperate need.

Elliot reached between them as well. They bumped hands more than once as they both frantically tried to align his hardened cock with her entrance. Elliot succeeded first or his cock did finding it's way to entrance with just a little shift in their positions. He grunted as he lifted his hips upward pushing the head of his cock inside her entrance.

Feeling the broad head of his cock stretching her entrance, Olivia immediately pushed downward with one thrust. She cried out as he slid all the way in with that one single thrust. It hurt a little, he was so deep in this position and she was sore from their previously enthusiastic night.

Elliot ran his hand down her back landing on her ass. He cupped her bottom, squeezing softly. "Baby, are you okay?" Elliot asked looking up at her not moving, her lower lip caught between her teeth, her eyes closed.

Olivia swallowed hard and nodded, silently. "God...you are so big."

Elliot tried not to smile at the compliment. "C'mere," he whispered carefully guiding her downward to his chest. He ran his hands up and down her back softly, letting her adjust. He kissed the top of her head and smiled at her when she lifted her head to look at him.

Olivia placed her hands on top of Elliot's chest and sat up a little bit. She began to slowly move back and forth. She moaned with each movement as his cock rubbed intimately inside her. It felt so good, she could feel every warm inch of his cock. She groaned dropping her head as Elliot's hands dropped down to her ass, gripping it. He began to assist her movements and they both moaned, simultaneously.

"Fuck," Elliot growled as his hand tightened on her ass, moving her faster.

Olivia moaned sitting up more as she rocked her pelvis down on his. "Feels so good, El," she moaned.

"I know," Elliot moaned back in response. Elliot slid his hands up to her hips then down her thighs. He caressed the soft skin, grasping the back of her thighs and pulling her legs higher in any effort to get deeper.

Olivia gasped, gripping his shoulders.

"Oh...God...that feels so good baby," Elliot groaned. "So tight...baby...sit up just a little, please?"

Olivia pushed herself up all the way rocking back on his erection. She whimpered at the depth of the position. Elliot's hands had found their way back to her ass and were moving her at steady clip.

"Yes," Elliot seethed feeling her narrow on his cock. "Oh God, that is so-ooo good," he cooed. His hands gripped her ass so tightly that he knew he was probably going to leave a bruise but he couldn't stop. He couldn't get deep enough, his whole body was throbbing with pleasure. He had never wanted anyone or anything like the the burning need he felt for Olivia. The need to bury himself deep inside her was all consuming. Elliot had always enjoyed sex but never like this. It was like the difference between black and white television and color. His desire for her was insatiable, raw.

It felt so good, Olivia could barely stand it. Her hair was matted and clinging to the side of her face as they moved together. Their moans echoed within the room as did the sound of their bodies rapidly grinding. The room reeked of sex and her head was spinning. She shifted or he did, no matter which the angle changed causing him to rub inside her just right. The perfect intimate graze of bare skin to bare skin. His cock rubbed hard as it moved in and out along her inner walls. Olivia began to grind frantically against him. "Right there...God!"

"Yes! Oh Yes! Fuck, Olivia!" Elliot growled. "Baby, you feel so so so fucking good inside. So good...so wet...so tight...just like that..Liv!"

Olivia faltered on top of him as one thrust sent a particular sharp pleasurable sensation realign through her body. The sensation of him against her so sweet and so intense, it was too much. She tried to pull back but he held her in place moving her over him causing her to ride out the intense sensation. Over and over, he hit same spot causing Olivia to cry out. "I can't," Olivia cried. "Too much...please, El!"

Elliot didn't break his pace. "I love being inside you, love your tight pussy so much! I love fucking you! I love you!"

Olivia fingers curled tightly, her nails digging into his chest muscles she shattered around him. Her mouth dropped open as she came silently.

Elliot cried out, spilling inside her as she tightened around his cock. He sat up as he thrust his way past all the resistance, embedding himself in her. "Yessssssss!"

A/N: Another chapter of morning after smut or should we move on to some more story then more smut. More smut than story or more story than smut which do you want next? I feel like my smut might be getting a little stale.