CHAPTER 14
Dana dropped Olivia and Elliot back off at Olivia's apartment. She didn't feel like she needed to stay. Detail was still outside and with the RO on Porter, she felt it best that they had some time alone. Olivia looked at Elliot as they entered her apartment. "I am going to go take a bath. I really just need to try and relax." Olivia said as she walked into her bedroom. She ran the bath water, put some bubbles in it, turned on some soft music and undressed. The water was hot, hotter than she would have normally had it. She wanted to get the feelings of Harris off of her. Olivia slipped in, sinking in up to her chin and closed her eyes.
"Liv. Liv." He whispered, not wanting to startle her. She opened her eyes and smiled at the sight of his handsome face. "May I join you?" he asked, already naked. She nodded and he slipped in behind her. He surrounded her, holding her. She felt safe, secure in his arms. He slides his hands around her, cupping her breasts, manipulating them sensuality. One of his hands then slithers down her belly, over her hip and between her legs. She pushes the back of her head into his shoulder as she arches her back, whimpering softly. She can feel his hardness poking her in the back, sending ripples of stimulation through her. She flips over on top of him electrifying him as she taunts him, teasing him. She rides him tenderly. With every drive of her body, she constricts around him, sucking him into her further, deeper. He holds her breasts while her hands are on his shoulders. Her mouth is slightly open, driving him wild. Her back arches as he lets go inside her. He moves one hand to her sensitive folds, rubbing, increasing his pace as her entire body continues to tighten, her breathing uncontrolled. The faster he moves, the faster she breathes. She went rigid, with a scream of release. They slowed to a still. Olivia, still sitting upright, tried to catch her breath. Elliot looked at her and was astonished by her irrefutable splendor. She suddenly felt self-conscious. She covered her breasts with her hands.
"What are you doing?" Elliot asked, surprised but charmed by her shyness. He took her hands in his and pulled them away from her body. He ran his fingers over her breasts. "They're beautiful. You're beautiful. Don't cover yourself, and don't be afraid. I love you."
She smiled, leaned into him and kissed him. Elliot could feel the emotion in her kiss. She got out of the tub, leaving him there. He watched her as she dried herself off. Just the sight of her, naked, the water droplets glistening on her supple skin, sent him into another dimension. She smiles at him and walks into the bedroom. Elliot gets out and dries off, not wanting to be left behind.
Olivia had already crawled into bed. Elliot slid in next to her. "Lay on your tummy, I'll give you a back stroke." Elliot pulls her onto her stomach and straddles her. She moans at the thought.
He starts to manipulate her muscles. With every touch of his hands, she groans in bliss. "El. Oh El. Oh God El." She garbles, getting lost in his strong hands. He skims back, massaging her lower back, then her ass. He loves her ass. He continues to her thighs, slowly massaging and moving inward. He reaches her crease, kneading soothingly. Olivia releases more moans. She feels as though she has melted into the bed, her body heavy. He slides one finger into her entrance, twisting and turning. Her body welcomes him. He enters another finger, while still stroking her throbbing, swollen skin. Her body jerks with enjoyment. He moves his fingers more rapidly as she continues to jerk and whimper. He lifts her hips upward, moving himself between her legs. He propels into her, driving hard, not sure he can control himself. He loves the way she feels around him. She needs to have him inside her. When he is within her, she doesn't want to let him go. She howls, unable to stop herself, the pure gratification of him is almost more than she can handle. Her climax swells through her entire body; she's weak as he fills her with his sap. He crumples on her, exhausted but blissful. He works his way up to her, pulls her body to his, her back to his chest, legs intertwined. He puts his arms around her and holds her tight as he drifts off into a blissful slumber.