Conditions Of The Heart

(Chapter Twelve: Teaser)

She laid still beside him in the hotel bed as Elliot watched her sleep. It was the very early hours of morning and the sun itself was not even awake yet. He studied the lines of her body, there was no doubt in his mind she was the most angelic creature he had ever seen.

Elliot focused his eyes in the dimly lit room to concentrate on the slow, but steady rise and fall of her chest with each breath she took. He rolled over to trace fingertip gently down from her shoulder the tip of the index finger of her right hand.

"Olivia," he whispered, "I love you."

She stirred for a moment, but did not wake. Elliot leaned forward and placed a small kiss on the tip of her nose. He watched closely as she smiled in her sleep. He placed his palm at the base of her spine and smoothed it upward in one long slow motion all the way to the base of her neck. He smiled as she stretched with his touch and shivered for a moment as it sent a chill down her spine.

"Baby," he said sweeping her chestnut hair from her face. But she still did not open her eyes.

Elliot leaned forward and brushed his nose against hers briefly as her eyes fluttered open and she raised her hand to touch her nose. She moaned softly in protest to his waking her as she squinted her eyes to try to focus on the clock on the night stand, but all she could see when things came into focus was the grin on Elliot's face.

Olivia laid there for a moment in the silence trying to think of what possible reason he could have for waking her from a perfect dream. Only one came to mind.

The same reason she often woke him in the middle of the night after just a few hours of sleep. He was demanding attention. Much the way she did to him after a steamy sex dream she just couldn't get off her mind. She would playfully wake him and refuse to let him sleep until he had made love to her. And when it struck her like this and she had that wild and sexy look in her eye and that restless feeling…somewhere else, there was no way it could wait until morning. She had to have him right then. So in a way, Olivia thought, she had brought this upon herself. In a way, she owed it to him for all of the nights she woke him from a deep sleep and refused to let him rest until he had satisfied her completely. Or at least given her enough to tide her over until morning.

Olivia smiled as she stared into the smoky blue of his eyes. She watched as a dark mystery swirled in them, much like a storm brewing over the dark night's sea. She knew exactly what he wanted.

"I suppose you think we are going to have sex now," she teased him.

"Well…we don't have to. I just woke up and couldn't sleep."

"Weak," she sighed as she rolled onto her back and stretched in the bed. She moaned a soft and seductive moan and arched her back against the mattress, then turned her head to stare at him with her bedroom eyes.

"Huh?"

"You sure didn't put up much of a fight," she laughed.

Elliot wrinkled his brow in confusion. He wasn't sure if this meant she did or didn't want sex.

"I…I…"

Olivia laughed and smiled. She loved making him squirm. And she could tell by the way Elliot was looking at her that he had put a lot of thought into this. He was already ready to go when he had woke her. And now he was so in need of relief he could not even think straight, let alone speak.

"Relax El," I was only playing. She reached below the blanket and pulled her boxers off tossing them across the dark room. Elliot watched as she laid back in the bed and smoothed her hands over her abdomen and across her bikini underwear. She sighed as her fingertips moved further up and slid under her thin tee shirt.

She was teasing him. And as much as the pain of his fully erect penis throbbing against the mattress through his boxers was killing him, he was really enjoying it. She moved her hands over her breasts under her shirt until he could see her hardened nipples through the white cotton barrier.

She arched her back again and moaned softly as she turned her big brown eyes to stare deep in to his. Olivia reached across the mattress and took Elliot's hand in hers as she smoothed the same trail up her body and under her shirt. She rubbed his hand over her breasts and moaned seductively as he massaged them. Elliot moved his mouth in against her neck, nipping and sucking there until she suffered through a small squeaky little moan. Now she had some small understanding what the teasing was doing to him.

Elliot raised her shirt with one hand and began to trace his tongue over her flat stomach. Olivia moaned and for a moment Elliot almost wondered if she were not already having an orgasm.

"You like that?" He whispered shooting her a smile.

"Oh yeah," she breathed.

He pushed her shirt up further and brought his mouth down against the smooth skin of her breasts. He kissed them softly as he massaged them in his hands. He watched as Olivia bit her bottom lip holding back another moan. He traced his tongue over her hardened nipples and moved over the top of her. Now she could feel his erection through his boxer shorts.

Olivia batted her dark eyes and smiled as she moved her hands up and down Elliot's bare chest. She raised up from the bed allowing him to pull off her tee shirt and throw it behind him.

Elliot kissed his way down her body until he had disappeared under the blanket. He kissed down her thigh and across her knee as he pulled her panties off and kissed his way back up to her mouth.

"That's better," he said straightening his arm out to drop the underwear in the floor beside the bed.

Olivia kissed him as the moved her palm down the front of his boxers to rub against his hard penis. She laughed and smiled as she kissed him again and pushed his underwear down, losing them somewhere beneath the mound of sheets and blankets on the bed.

Elliot raised her knee and brushed his fingers against her entrance watching as her dark eyes widened in excitement.

"Are you ready, he asked pushing her knees apart and lowering his waist between them.

"I'm ready," she replied with a smile.

Elliot traced his thumb over her full lips, then leaned in and kissed her once more. He raised up on one arm over her and used his hand to guide the tip of his erect penis slowly in and out of her body teasing her.

Olivia moaned and clawed at his chest.

"Baby," she gasped with a pitiful look in her eyes.

"Yeah?"

"I want you. I want this. I want it, now."

"Now?"

"Now," she cooed.

Elliot leaned forward pushing himself into her as Olivia moaned. He could tell by the look in her eye she was already so close. A few slow hard thrusts and he watched as she tipped her head back in ecstasy and moaned out loudly pulling at the sheet on the bed with her fingers.

He thrust harder and moved faster inside her as his breathing began to speed up. Elliot kissed her neck and smoothed his hands up her back as Olivia reached behind him and gripped his ass pulling him harder into her. One more good hard orgasm from her and Elliot slowed the pace.

He lowered himself against her body and moved slow but hard inside her, trying to coax more out of her. Olivia moaned and gasped and sighed as he stared into her eyes. Elliot kissed her passionately as he made love to her slowly, gazing into her eyes. This went on for the better part of an hour until they just could not hold out any longer and they came together.

Elliot collapsed beside her in the bed as they smiled and stared at each other.

"I love you so much," she said softly as she kissed him and nestled herself against him to sleep a little longer.

"I love you too, baby. And to think, that is only a taste of what is in store for us for the rest of our lives.

Olivia stared into his eyes and smiled.

"We'll get to do that every night and wake up together every morning."

"And do it all over again," Olivia added.

Elliot laughed and kissed her again as they laid curled up together in bed and watched the sunrise through their hotel window.