So I didn't write fast or much but I did write. Let's see what happens and if Olivia really goes back home for a while. If so, we need a proper goodbye, yes?
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52. Don't go
Olivia ended up staying for four more days after the weekend, and would be flying out on Thursday afternoon. Elliot had managed to get out of work early a few times and Olivia realized that the closer they got to the time she'd be leaving, the more addicted she got to Elliot's body. She was unstoppable at times and Elliot laughed at how insatiable she was. Was she trying to convince him that she wasn't going to break up with him? Or was she trying to convince herself? Or was she afraid she'd never have him again after she left?
"You don't have to leave baby," Elliot whispered in her ear on Wednesday night, when she'd started kissing him passionately again.
They were lying close together in bed, where they had been for the last two hours. Olivia shivered at his words and the feeling of his hot breath on her skin. She knew she didn't have to leave and she'd been going back and forth in her head all day long about it. Why did she want to leave when a big part of her really didn't want to? She was confusing herself, and that alone convinced her that Elliot deserved more. She'd drive him crazy with her indecision, and he'd start questioning her love for him. And eventually his love for her. That was how it kept playing out in her head and she didn't seem able to break the cycle. He deserved more. He deserved more than she could give him.
"I want you. Only you," Elliot whispered, and she wondered if he'd read her mind.
Why couldn't she just accept that he wanted her and be happy? She kissed him again to drown out the voices in her head that just couldn't agree with each other. Elliot pulled her on top of him and kissed her back, making her body respond to him all over again. He really was the best lover she'd ever had and he'd ruined her for all other men. Olivia pushed herself up on her arms to look at him, and only saw love and desire in his eyes. No reproach and nothing to indicate he'd love her any less if she went back home. Elliot moved his hands up, caressing her sides until he reached her breasts. When he cupped them and ran his thumbs over her nipples, Olivia sighed and surrendered to her body's desires once more. She closed her eyes and enjoyed feeling his hands on her body.
"You're so beautiful," Elliot hummed, kneading her breasts until she moaned and dropped her body forward.
His lips were on her breast then and his tongue flicked over her nipple until it was so hard that it was almost painful. But Olivia just wanted more. Her core was pressing into Elliot's abdomen and when he flexed his abdominal muscles, she gasped. No one had ever made her feel this way. She wanted to surrender to Elliot and let him take her in every possible way. And that scared her as much as it aroused her. When she finally moved her body down so she could once again be filled up by the man beneath her, she wanted to cry. She never wanted to give this up. She never wanted to give him up ...
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They both groaned when Olivia sank down over his rock-hard erection and Olivia leaned forward, tilting her hips so she could take him in as deep as possible. Elliot grabbed her hips and stilled her for a few moments. He wanted to enjoy this, and not come too soon, but Olivia could almost make him come just by looking at him. Once he was sure she had understood she should go slow, he moved his hands back up to her breasts. Olivia's hips started moving, grinding into him slowly at first, and Elliot closed his eyes, enjoying feeling their bodies merge and feeling her full breasts in his hands. He moved one hand down her body then, and as soon as Olivia realized what he was doing, she changed the angle of her body so Elliot could find her clit with his fingers. She gasped and Elliot stared up at her, and her full lips that were now parted as she panted while riding him slowly.
They had made love twice already that evening but he could never get enough of her. He tried to understand that she missed her family and friends, but he dreaded being without her for any length of time. He needed to find a way to be with her and never have to be separated again. He bucked up at the thought, as if emphasizing that this was what he wanted. Who he wanted. And no one else, ever again.
Olivia smiled and he bucked up again, rubbing her clit a little faster.
"I need you baby," he croaked.
Her dark eyes seemed like deep oceans in a storm and he could see her love for him there, but also her fear. What was she afraid of?
"I'll always need you," he said, trying to reassure her.
Olivia closed her eyes again but he'd seen the emotion in them just before she did. Elliot moved his hands to her lower back, pulling her closer to him, and Olivia draped her body over his, never breaking their intimate connection. He wrapped his arms around her and held her close as they continued to make love. He whispered sweet words in her ear and kissed her neck and shoulder, and Olivia did the same, panting his name as they gradually picked up speed. He tried to go slow but like always, there was no stopping them once their bodies started pumping almost on their own. He loved the sounds Olivia made when she was getting closer to her climax and when she bit down on his shoulder, he cried out as well, the sting of pain only enhancing the intensity of the moment.
Olivia quickly pulled her right knee up alongside Elliot's body and lifted the right side of her body up as she slammed down on him again. His left hand was on her right breast while his right hand pulled her ass into him, faster and harder.
"Oh God ..." Olivia croaked, resting her forehead on his.
"Ungh!" was all Elliot managed to say.
"El."
"Oh."
"Eeel!"
"Owowow!"
"Yeah ... Yeah."
"Love. You. Babe."
"Ah! Ah! Ah!"
He couldn't get deep enough and wished he could crawl inside her skin. When she cried out one more time, he knew she was coming. She dropped her head, hiding her face in the crook of his neck as her body shook, contracting around his already throbbing manhood. He pulled her into him hard once more and then joined her in her ecstasy. Pleasure coursed through him as he spilled his seed deep inside her, his release making his body spasm as he held Olivia even closer. She was moving with him, still panting and trying to catch her breath and once his body stopped shaking, he rolled them over on their sides carefully. His eyes were closed and he enjoyed the little aftershocks in his body that always followed these intense orgasms, even after he'd slipped out of her.
Olivia was caressing his back and he opened his eyes slowly to look at her. Her eyes were closed too, and when he leaned in to kiss her, he could see tears glistening in the corners of her eyes. He pulled her closer to him and kissed her forehead and then her cheek.
"Don't go baby. Please don't go," he whispered before he could stop himself.
He didn't want to make things more difficult for her but he was only human. Olivia just lowered her head and snuggled up to him. Just when he thought she wasn't going to say anything, he hear her say softly,
"I love you, Elliot."
"I know," he replied softly. "I love you too."
He tried to make her look at him but she didn't want to and stayed where she was, her face buried in his chest.
"If there's anything I can do to ..." he started, but before he could say anything else, Olivia interrupted him, saying,
"Let's just sleep now, okay? I'm tired."
Elliot suppressed a sigh and pulled the covers over her bare shoulders. She didn't want to talk. It had to be difficult for her to be homesick. She was torn between two worlds, and things couldn't stay like this. And it was up to him to make a change.
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Elliot had to be at work early the next morning, but Cragen allowed him an extended lunch break so he could see Olivia off at the airport. They hadn't talked much that morning, but Olivia had said that she didn't want a dramatic goodbye. It's not forever, she had assured him. He knew that. He was going to make sure they'd be together very soon again. If he had to make a sacrifice to be with her, he would do it. He'd do anything, as long as she didn't send him packing.
They hugged when it was time for Olivia to find her gate, and she smiled a sad smile.
"I'll see you soon Liv," Elliot told her. "I promise."
Olivia just nodded and hugged him again.
"I'll call you when I get home to let you know I made it back safely."
"Okay."
"Okay. Bye El."
"Bye Liv."
She smiled once more and then turned around, slinging her duffel bag over her shoulder. He watched her walk away and repeated softly,
"I'll see you soon."
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A short chapter again this time, I know, but I hope you liked it. What could Elliot be up to? Please review.
