Immediate Danger
(Chapter Thirty Six: The First Night of Forever)
On the way home that night she sat with her head against his chest in the back seat of the limousine, playfully twisting his untied bowtie in her fingers. He had one arm around her and leaned in to kiss her behind the ear. Olivia squinted her eyes in reaction to his warm breath as it entered her ear and laughed a little. Elliot slid his hand down and laced his fingers in hers and with his pointer finger turned her jaw toward him so he could kiss her. One kiss turned into two, then three and before long a dozen sweet kisses and his hand was up her skirt again.
"Elliot," she whispered pushing his hand back down her thigh.
Elliot stopped and looked into her eyes.
Olivia ran her fingertips along the exposed area of his chest where his top three buttons were undone. "I don't want to do this here," she said looking back up at him.
"Honey, it's okay he can't see us the divider is closed." Elliot looked at the almost saddened look in her eyes. He took a deep breath and kissed her tenderly.
Olivia closed her eyes to try to make the moment work, but it was no use. She raised her hand to push him back breaking his embrace on her. "Do you really want the first time we make love to be in the back seat of a car?"
"Liv, it isn't a car… it's a limousine and it's kind of sexy."
She sighed and pushed him off her and back into the seat beside her, then turned to look out the tinted window.
"Liv, it was a joke."
She looked at him and he could almost see tears welling up in her eyes. He wanted this to be perfect for her and his hormones were about to ruin everything.
"Elliot, the driver is right on the other side of the glass. In seven minutes we will be back at my apartment and anything you can finish in that time, I can live without!"
Okay, now she was pissed. He had to make this right, somehow. He didn't really mean to upset her, he was just trying to get her in the mood. Olivia took a deep breath and sighed as she crossed her legs and turned her entire body away from him. Elliot sat and watched her, praying she wasn't going to cry. He never meant for any of this to happen and he felt horrible. He had treated her like every other man in her life and he had to find a way to make it up to her. They both sat quietly for a few minutes and the silence was killing him.
"Liv, I'm sorry. I let things get out of hand. I was a jerk and I'm sorry," Elliot sat waiting for her to turn and look at him, but she didn't. "I'm sorry about earlier. You mean more to me than some quickie on the desk in an office and I never should have taken you in there in the first place. Then I climb in here and try to manhandle you." Olivia dropped her head and was staring into the floor. Elliot reached over and gently turned her chin until she looked at him. He ran his hand up the side of her jaw as she nestled the side of her face in his hand. She stared into his eyes and he gazed deep into hers. "I got carried away and I am sorry. You are right. I love you Olivia. And I want our first time together to be something amazing and beautiful and everything you have ever wanted. I want to be with you, I want to make love to you, not screw you in the back seat of a car."
Olivia twitched her nose a little, this was not quite the apology she was looking for. He had done really well until that last part. She took a deep breath and slid in against his chest as he put his arm around her once more and kissed the back of her neck. She looked up at him and batted her eyelashes, "I love you, too." Olivia rested her head against Elliot's chest until the car had stopped and the chauffer opened the door for them to get out. Elliot tipped the man and they headed upstairs to her apartment.
Elliot stood behind Olivia as she opened the door and went inside. She dropped her purse over the edge of the couch and reached for the lamp. As she turned on the light and looked up she noticed the rose petals all over the apartment floor and leading down the hallway to the bedroom. She smiled and turned to look at Elliot who now stood holding a dozen white roses with a big red ribbon. She stared into his eyes as she felt a tear roll off her cheek. Elliot walked up to her and wrapped her tight in his arms. He put his forehead to hers and kissed her lips. Their kisses became more intense by the second until she dropped the roses to the floor to throw her arms around his neck and pull him closer to kiss him more.
"Liv, baby… Wait a second." He kissed her once more then broke their embrace to walk around the kitchen counter and pour them both a glass of champagne, from the iced bottle he had left on the counter. Olivia reached into the floor and picked up the roses smelling them then sitting across the counter from him on a barstool. Elliot handed her a glass of the sparkling drink and she smiled at him as she took a sip.
"How did you pull this off?" She asked him.
"I had to be sneaky," he said as she smiled at him. Elliot moved back around the counter and wrapped his arms around her waist.
"Oh yeah?"
"Yeah," he said placing a soft kiss against her lips. "When I came back for the ticket, I did this. I already had the champagne and roses in the front of the limo. The driver had my ticket, I only handed you one." Elliot smiled at her as he looked lovingly into her eyes. "I was counting on the fact that you would be too busy to notice."
"You set me up?" She smiled at him.
"Yeah, I did. But I needed time alone in the apartment and that was the only way. I wanted to do something special for you." Elliot cupped his hand and placed it on the side of her face, the way he had done a hundred times before.
"Thank you. You are so good to me," she whispered kissing his hand.
Olivia stared into him with her sole full brown eyes and leaned in to kiss him pulling him closer to her. He placed his hands on her hips and slid her across the barstool and all the way against his body until her chest was against his. He could feel her breathing against him and the pounding of her heart as he kissed her again. She pulled his tie through her fingers and placed it on the counter, then began to unbutton his shirt kissing down his chest as she exposed it a little at a time.
Elliot pushed his waist between her knees as he kissed her and slid a hand up each of her legs. She pulled his shirt out from his pants and pushed it backward off his shoulders. He kissed her neck and the tender spot behind her ear as she moved her fingers over the muscles in his strong arms. Elliot leaned her back in the chair as he raised each of her legs up near his chest kissing it as he removed her stockings and tossed them into the growing pile of clothing in the dining room floor. Olivia leaned her entire body into his as she closed her eyes and kissed him. She moaned slightly and smiled as he kissed around her neck and gently bit her earlobe. Elliot ran one hand along her neck as he kissed her there, he knew this drove her crazy. He cupped both hands and slid them under her butt lifting her as he carried her to the bedroom and laid her down on the bed.
Olivia laid on her back with her eyes closed as he kissed her neck and shoulders. She turned her head to the side and opened her eyes focusing on the rose petals he had scattered across the bed as he bit her earlobe once more. She looked into his eyes as she ran her hands down his chest to his abdomen and unbuckled his pants sliding his belt off and dropping it to the floor.
"Elliot," she whispered as she kissed his lips.
"Yeah," he moaned.
She sat up over him and looked into his eyes. "Give me a minute," she said as she climbed across the bed leaving him there alone.
Elliot closed his eyes and exhaled as he pulled her pillow from the bed placing it over his face. He was going to have to get control over himself or he wasn't going to last long. Ideally, he wanted to spend the entire night making sweet passionate love to her, tending to her every need and desire. Realistically, it had been months since he had even had sex and if he let himself get too aroused by her too soon, he probably wasn't even going to hold out until she finished. Elliot took a deep breath and tried to focus. The trick was to think romantic, he was making love to her, not screwing her brains out like his body wanted to. He had to think sexy and sweet and slow and not get too carried away. If he let his mind wonder and the erotic fantasies slip through, he was going to be in a lot of trouble. They had waited so long for this night, if he ruined it over something like losing all self control she would never forgive him. He would never forgive himself. Tonight had to be perfect.
Olivia returned from her bathroom wearing a floor length black satin gown. She looked incredible. The gown had thin straps and lace across the top that you could almost see through, the long skirt had a slit on each side that went all the way up her long legs. Elliot bit his lip. He was in trouble.
He sat leaned against the headboard and just stared at her for a second. He had never in his life seen a woman half as beautiful as she was. She walked slowly across the room to the edge of the bed. Elliot sat up and turned to reach up and touch her. He placed one hand on her stomach and slid the other one over her hips and caressed the small of her back. She knelt beside the bed to look into his eyes as she smiled. She was the fantasy girl every male between fourteen and sixty dreamed about and she was real, right here with him. Elliot leaned back as she moved toward him slowly crawling across the bed to straddle him. He leaned back as she moved in over him kissing his lips and moving slowly down his chest. He had never wanted anyone or anything more than he wanted her right now.
Olivia moved back up to his mouth and kissed him more passionately than he had ever been kissed before. Normally when she kissed him like this she closed her eyes, but this time she stared deep into him. Elliot leaned in closer as he ran his thumb over her jaw line. He loved to feel the shape her mouth took when it fused with his. He moved his hand slowly up her cheek and pulled the pin from her hair allowing it to fall down around her face. She moved back down to the floor pulling his pants off, then made her way back over his body to straddle him again.
Elliot looked into her eyes and could see the fire in them as she stared back at him. There was no way she didn't feel exactly how turned on he was by her. Elliot moved both hands up her back and moved his fingers under the straps of the gown until they slid from her shoulders. The gown now rested against her chest and the slightest move would send it crashing to the floor. He slid his hands under the slits in the skirt and pulled her into him. She now felt his erection against her thigh as he held tight to her turning her and laying her down on the bed. He liked to be on top. She had learned this from every time they had almost had sex. He liked to feel he was in charge.
Olivia laid on her back staring up at him as he leaned in kissing her again. Each kiss became more heated and more intense until she could almost orgasm from his kiss alone. She didn't just want him anymore, she needed him. And somewhere inside herself she was sure if she didn't have him she would die.
Elliot slid his hands under her gown once more this time pulling off the matching lace panties she wore and holding them in his hand. He raised her left knee to place it against his chest as he raised up and slid into her. Olivia tilted her head back and moaned. Somehow he was bigger and better than she had ever imagined he would be. Even their little escapade in the dark earlier that night had left a lot more to the imagination then she had thought.
Elliot shifted her other knee so that he now held one in each hand, then he leaned in closer to her body as he began to move slowly inside of her. She stared into the cool pools of blue in his eyes as he focused his attention on her reaction to every move he made inside her. This was strange for Olivia. With everyone she had ever been with before him she always wanted to close her eyes. To hold them tightly shut and concentrate on the movement of their bodies. But with Elliot, she couldn't take her eyes off his. She didn't want to close her eyes even for a second for fear that she would miss something, a smile or just the blue of his eyes. She was afraid to blink, that when she opened her eyes again this would have all been a dream. And if it was a dream, she never wanted to wake up.
Elliot stared into her eyes, the color of chocolate and her lips like wine. He wanted so badly to please her, to show her how much he really loved her. He memorized every sound she made as he moved inside of her and kissed her lips. Little moans and gasps when she would inhale nothing but his breath because their mouths were so close to one another. Sometimes she would almost coo or pant to him because she was unable to speak. But they were all good sounds, sounds he never wanted to forget. He reached up and brushed a stray strand of hair from her eyes and he sped up his movements just a little. Her breathing changed and was now more shallow and sharper.
"Am I hurting you?" He whispered.
"No," she gasped giving him a shy smile. The truth was she had never felt such pleasure from sex. Every move he made inside her made her want to scream. And every once in a while she would get carried away and let a few words slip from her lips. Elliot would smile at her with every gasp of an "Oh God," or "yes, yes, right there," or "a little to the left," but his personal favorite was the whisper of her soft "oh baby," against his ear. He could tell that she was trying not to talk to him, almost like she had conditioned herself not to talk during sex. But he wanted her to. He wanted to hear every thought in her head and follow every direction she gave him. He wanted this to be the most amazing sex either of them had ever had. And so far for him, there was no comparison.
Elliot slowed for a moment and raised up to look at her. Olivia arched her back pushing herself up onto her elbows against the mattress to look at him. He was still inside her, but had quit moving completely.
"Are you okay?" She asked leaning in to kiss him.
"Yeah," he said softly. "I just thought I would give you a moment to catch your breath." They looked at each other and they both laughed.
Olivia sat up a little more and raised the gown over her head tossing it aside. She sat up and kissed Elliot's lips then gave him a seductive look as she lowered herself back to the bed. She wasn't finished yet. She moved her hands down Elliot's chest. She then took his hands and placed one on each of her breasts. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him back down to her as she kissed and playfully bit his shoulder. That was it, he was ready to go again.
Elliot felt himself thrust deeper and harder into her. Sometimes to the point that he was sure he had hurt her, but she never complained. She just stared into his eyes with a look of sheer ecstasy and moan her little "yes, yes, yes," as she pulled him tighter to her body. She held him like she was afraid he was going to leave her, but that was the furthest thing from his mind.
Elliot felt her hand slide down his back and claw it's way back up. It had been well over an hour and a personal record for him, and they hadn't stopped moving together. She felt so good. He didn't want to stop, but wasn't sure how much longer he could hold on. He was pretty sure she was getting close because her "Oh Gods" and "yes, yes, yeses" were all starting to run together into one long sentence.
Elliot raised up just a little and stared into her eyes. They were both covered in sweat and there was no telling who's was who's. "Are you getting close?" He whispered to her softly.
"Oh yeah," Olivia cooed as her breathing got heavier and she pulled him closer to her.
Elliot pushed her hair back to stare into her eyes. He wanted to see the way they looked when he finally pushed her over the edge. He raised up on her hitting a little higher inside her than he did before, he listened to her breathing and knew he was doing something right. He moved his hands down her knees and sped up his movements again as she ran her hands down his abdomen just over the area where he was inside her. He pushed just a little harder into her as he slid his hands under her back raising her off the bed and bringing her to sit upright on his lap.
She pressed her lips to his as they tightened their grip holding tight to each other and moving faster together. He liked her this way. Sitting on him he could see in her eyes every time he touched her just right. They moved their hips hard together and he could see it in her eyes this was it. Olivia tipped her head back and moaned as she felt the warmth of his release inside of her, he was watching her eyes as they lit up like fireworks exploding in the sky. Elliot groaned as she raised her head and pressed her forehead to his staring into his eyes once more. He felt her body fall almost limp against his as he lowered her to the bed and kissed up her chest listening to their echoes of heavy breathing in the dark. He thrust slowly in her a few more times until he felt her body tremble under his and brought her to another small orgasm. She slid her hands down his back and brought his head to lay against her chest.
Elliot laid against her body for a few moments almost unable to move. Then his eyes met hers and they both smiled and laughed a little. She blinked her pretty brown eyes at him and he kissed her gently.
He pulled her into his arms and they just laid together for a little while, both completely exhausted. He felt her skin stick to his from the sweat of their union. He ran his fingers along her bare back as she rested against him with her chest against his. They held each other quietly for a while, but neither of them could fall asleep. Elliot leaned down and kissed her forehead as she shifted her tired eyes to look into his. When their eyes met, they both smiled and he tightened his arms around her.
"Happy Birthday baby," he said softly with a laugh.
"Actually, my birthday isn't until tomorrow," she replied.
Elliot shifted and pointed across the room to the clock on the dresser. It was now 2:57 am and her birthday. She smiled up at him as he kissed her again. He held her tight for a moment. Then sat up in the bed.
"Where are you going?" she asked pulling the sheet up to her.
"No where," Elliot said reaching his arm under the bed and pulling out a small gift bag. She looked into his eyes and smiled as he handed it to her. "Aren't you going to open it?" He asked watching her face for a smile.
"You planned this, too?" She asked.
"Just open it," Elliot replied kissing her lips. He laid back in the bed and she leaned into him as she opened the bag pulling out a small teal colored jewelry box with the words "Tiffany & Co." on the top. She held the small box in her hand for a few moments just staring at it.
"Elliot," she said with tears in her eyes shaking her head.
Elliot kissed her gently. "Just open it," he whispered.
She took a deep breath as she lifted the top off the box and looked inside. She stared down at it as Elliot reached over turning on the lamp on the nightstand.
"What do you think?" He asked watching as a smile crossed her face.
She shifted her eyes up to meet his. "It's beautiful," she said softly kissing him. In the box was a small diamond cross necklace that sparkled like the stars. She pulled it out of the box and held her hair up as he hooked it behind her neck. Elliot reached up and touched it then kissed her again. He pulled her against his chest holding her hand in his.
"El, why a cross? I'm not exactly a religious person."
"I know," he said, "but I am. I know sometimes it is hard for you, especially lately to have faith because you have lost so much. But you are never alone. You will always have me and God on your side, no matter what. Maybe this will remind you when life gets tough." Elliot laced his fingers in hers and kissed her hand.
"Thank you, I love it." She said turning to look at him.
"Olivia," Elliot said softly brushing a piece of hair back from her eyes. "I know how much you wanted that to be a ring," he said.
"No, Elliot. Actually I was glad it wasn't…"
Elliot placed his thumb against her lips. "Yes, you did. I could see it in your eyes. You never could lie to me. It's okay, I did too. But I knew that you weren't ready for that. Liv, I love you with all of my heart. I have never felt this way about anyone else in my life. And I never want to again. Only with you." Elliot reached beside the bed and picked up a second little teal box and sat it down on his chest.
Olivia felt the tears falling uncontrollably from her eyes as she trembled and pressed her lips together. She just stared at the box unable to move. Elliot watched her closely, but she didn't move.
"Open it," he whispered into her ear.
"I can't," she answered softly.
"It's okay," he said holding her tight. "Just open it, don't be afraid."
Olivia picked up the little box and opened it then picked up the diamond ring inside and held it between her fingers. She had never seen anything so beautiful in her life. The ring cast a glare onto the ceiling and walls as it sparkled in the light of the lamp. Olivia was crying and she had to remind herself to breathe.
Elliot took the ring and slid it over her ring finger on her left hand. It was a perfect fit and sparkled almost as much as her eyes. It was a princess cut 2ct. Diamond solitaire and the band had smaller diamonds all the way around it.
She looked at him and shook her head pulling the ring off her finger and putting it back into the box. "I can't," she said softly. "I'm just not ready for this." Olivia felt her heart pounding in her chest so hard she thought she would throw up. She was so afraid that if she turned him down she would lose him. But there was no way she was ready for this.
Elliot closed the box and placed it in her hand. "I know that. But I want to marry you Olivia. Spend every day with you. Fall asleep with you each night and wake up next to you every morning. And raise the kids together, someday maybe have a few together. I love you more than I ever thought I could love anyone. I know this is all still new. And neither of us are ready now. I want you to hold on to this for me, until you are ready. You don't have to wear it, not yet. But someday… Liv, promise me that someday you will be my wife. Think of it as sort of a pre-engagement, engagement. The promise that someday, you will let me place this ring on your hand and tell the world that you are finally going to be my wife."
She closed her eyes as Elliot kissed her lips. She tried to imagine her life without him in it, but there was nothing. She couldn't exist without him. "Okay," she whispered softly.
"Really?" Elliot shouted with excitement.
"Really," she said softly as he brushed the tears from her cheeks and kissed her.
"And if you want a different ring, we can take this one back…"
"No!" She cut him off. Olivia looked at him and smiled, "I love it."
Elliot opened the box so they could look at it again. "I looked at a thousand rings before I found this one. When I saw it, I just knew. It was the only thing in the entire store half as beautiful as you are." Olivia smiled at him and he kissed her passionately.
"El," she whispered placing her head against his chest.
"Yeah," Elliot said nibbling on her ear and kissing her neck.
"There is no way I can do that again tonight, I will be lucky if I can even walk tomorrow." She looked at him as they both laughed.
"It was pretty amazing though," he said placing a small kiss on the tip of her nose.
"Yeah it was. Without a doubt the best I have ever had," Elliot was proud to hear her say this.
"Really?"
"Yeah," she said smiling at him. She stared up into his eyes waiting for a reply.
"Me, too." She smiled her seductive smile and crawled over him to kiss him. Before long they had fallen asleep together with a large diamond shining on her left hand.