Immediate Danger
(Chapter Forty Nine: The Honeymoon)
Minutes after getting checked into their hotel in Miami they had dropped their belongings and sprawled out across the bed together. Olivia sat straddled over Elliot's waist and had unbuttoned his shirt and began to kiss and lick her way over every inch of it. He knew this game. She was going to taunt him and tease him for a while only to end up the one who was begging him not to stop later. He was game. Right now he was so horny he would give it to her any way she wanted it.
She had just made it down and began to unzip his pants when Elliot felt his stomach begin to churn. He groaned and Olivia looked up at him. "No, baby. You're good."
Olivia pulled his pants off and moved her way back up to kiss his lips. She gave him passionate, intimate kisses then placed his hands on her waist as she unzipped her jeans and slid them off. She laid across him wearing nothing but the little green tank top and bikini underwear. Elliot felt her flat stomach as it pressed against him. She kissed and bit gently at his neck and suddenly a vision of her in the car in the soaked see through white tank top and her hair all wet and wild flashed into his head. Oh, his body was definitely reacting now.
She moved her warm tongue slowly down his body until she reached his boxer shorts. He expected her to pull them down like she always did, not this time. She licked and kissed around the waist band and then pulled them down just enough to expose his rock hard penis and she began to kiss and lick that as well.
This was a little unexpected. They had never ventured into oral sex. Not that he didn't think about it from time to time and wonder how it would be with her. But the only time she had ever really offered was because she could not physically have sex with him and he didn't want to start their relationship out that way. He never wanted to ask her for it because he didn't want her to feel pressured to perform it on him if she wasn't really into anything like that. It had never come up between them again and he wasn't sure if this was a one time thing or something new she was introducing into the bedroom. He would have to wonder more about that later.
Right now she was all he could think about. His wife. Laying on the bed beside him sucking his dick. And she knew exactly what she was doing. Teasing and taunting him. He could feel the warmth of her tongue on him as she slid her mouth further down over his shaft and he felt his penis enter the back of her throat. She would bring him so close and then pull back and stare at him. Knowing how badly he ached to throw bed down on the bed and to use her words "FUCK HER BRAINS OUT!"
Elliot looked down next to him in the bed. He gazed at the top of her head as it moved over him. He moved his hand down to gently caress the side of her face and pulled out her hair tie so he could run his fingers through her hair. God she was wonderful. Beautiful and smart and sexy as hell and his wife. She was all his. And no other man would ever have her again. This was the thought that crossed his mind as he tipped his head back and moaned. But something was wrong, Elliot felt a knot rising in his stomach.
He closed his eyes and tried to focus on the extremely fucking hot woman with his cock down the back of her throat. Olivia raised her head to look up at him as she stroked his penis gently in her hand.
"Are you okay?" She gasped quietly.
"Yeah, baby. I'm good. You are so incredible." She smiled and she placed her tongue on the head of his penis and continued with what she was doing. She dragged her fingertips ever so lightly up the hard shaft of his penis sending chills up his spine. Elliot gasped and moaned and tipped his head back again as she slowly raised her other hand and caressed his stomach. He had never felt anything so good in his life. How many men have a wife as hot as her and how many of those wives would do something this incredible for their husband? He really was the luckiest man in the world. Elliot felt her begin to speed up just a little and he could tell he was getting close.
"Baby." He said softly as he raised her chin. He still wasn't sure exactly how she preferred to do this and he would take it from her any way she chose, but he had to at least warn her so she was expecting it. She glazed her bottom lip with the tip of her tongue and smiled seductively up at him.
"It's okay," she whispered as she leaned up and kissed his lips still stroking his penis in her hands. "I want to," she whispered softly.
My God she was so HOT! She lowered her mouth back as she stroked him with her hand. With in a few minutes he felt his warmth release into her mouth as they both moaned and he twirled his fingers in her hair. She laid beside him on the bed for a moment staring at him adoringly.
Elliot reached down with one hand and dragged his finger across the elastic band of her panties. He then moved it upward slowly and needed her left breast. She moaned seductively and rolled her eyes back in her head as she bit her lip. It had been way too long for both of them. He grasped one of her thighs in each of his hands and slid her across the bed and underneath him. His penis pressed firmly against her thigh through his boxers begging to come back out.
Elliot caressed the soft skin of her belly as he kissed and licked it making her almost scream. He pushed her little green shirt up and kissed up under it until he had full access to a nipple then pulled it into his mouth as he needed her breast in his hand. Olivia gasped under him as he pulled the tank top from her body and tossed it aside to give him across to both breasts as he licked and sucked them both equally. Elliot made his way down to her panties, moving his fingers under the elastic band preparing to pull them down.
"Yes," she moaned in desperate want of him.
Elliot had his arm under her back raising her from the bed and was staring deep into her eyes as she practically begged him to take her here and now. Just then he felt an awful rumble in the pit of his stomach. Olivia saw the look in his eyes change to an almost panic as he dropped her onto the bed. All she saw was a flash of boxer shorts as he dashed into the bathroom and began violently throwing up. She reached into the floor and pulled her shirt back on.
"Baby, are you okay?" She asked concerned as she tabbed gently on the bathroom door.
Elliot flushed the toilet and pulled the door open to look at her. He was shaking and pale and groaned and placed his hand over his stomach as he moved toward the toilet and began to vomit once more. Olivia got some towels and wash cloths and wiped his face ever so gently with a cool wet cloth.
After about fifteen minutes of vomiting fits she help his weak and trembling body to lay in the bed. She looked at him with a look of worry in her eyes as she brushed her hand softly over his forehead.
"You don't have any fever. Honey, what did you eat?"
"The same stuff you did. Steak and shrimp from the buffet, wedding cake…"
"No baby, I mean today."
"I had a sausage, egg and cheese sandwich and a cup of coffee at the airport."
"Did you get it from the little place I got mine?"
"No, I got it from the vending machine." Elliot grabbed his stomach and groaned in pain as his eyes shot toward the bathroom as if counting the steps from the bed to the door.
"Oh baby. Will you be okay here for a few minutes? I can run out and get you something."
"No, Liv. It will pass."
"When exactly do you expect it to pass? You have already vomited more than you consumed. Would you just relax and let me help you. I'm your wife now Elliot, it is my job to take care of you when you are sick."
"I'm not sick, baby. It is probably just motion sickness from the flight."
"You were not sick on the flight. Honey, you ate something bad. It will pass in a day or two, but you are just coming in to this and if you don't let me help you it is just going to get worse. You don't want to still be like this once we board the boat, do you? Then you will be sea sick, too. Let me run find a pharmacy and get you something."
"Liv, I will be fine. I just need to get some rest, we both do. We have not slept in almost three days. We are both probably just wore out. And that mixed with some not so hot airport vending machine food, made me sick. But I will be fine tomorrow. I just need to lie here and go to sleep. It's almost nine o'clock. Let's just call it an early night. This time tomorrow we will be in the Bahamas."
"Okay. I think I am going to step out into the hall and call Casey, I promised her I would call and let her know what was going on. If you need me just call me, okay." Olivia kissed his forehead.
"Yeah," Elliot replied as he closed his eyes and she pulled the blankets up over him.
Olivia put her jeans back on and stepped out into the hall and leaned against the wall as she dialed Casey's number.
"Hey Case," she said as she heard her friends voice on the other end of the line.
"Hey, what's this change of plans thing? Where the hell are you guys?"
"Right now I am in the hall way of our hotel room in Miami. Elliot is passed out in bed."
"Dang honey you wore him out this early. You are going to have to give the poor man a chance to build up some stamina."
"No," Olivia groaned as she slid down the wall and sat in the floor, "we haven't even had sex yet."
"What? Liv, you guys have been married over twenty four hours and you have not even had sex yet?"
"Nope."
"Sweetie, I'm sorry. You want to talk about it?"
"Well, the first night we just ended up getting a room there at the place where you stayed. We were tired and didn't feel like driving all the way to Jersey. Or so I thought. Elliot had a surprise for me. Tickets for a cruise in the Bahamas. We were supposed to stay there the first night and fly out for Miami this morning spend the day here and then board the boat tomorrow."
"Supposed to?"
"Well, someone kept us up all night having sex." Olivia cleared her throat.
"Oh God, Liv I'm sorry. That is embarrassing."
"Yeah, well Elliot spent the night covering his ears trying to block out the sounds of you screaming John Munch's name through the paper thin walls. Needless to say, he didn't touch me. He barely kissed me, all night. We fell asleep together around quarter to five and were supposed to be up by seven to be at the airport by eight. But I guess the storm knocked out the power last night and the alarm didn't go off. We over slept and had to load the car in the storm and rush to the airport. Just to learn that they canceled our flight and spend eight hours in the airport before we finally got on a plane and flew three more hours to get here. Then I really thought it was going to happen, Casey. I pretty much attacked him the minute we walked into our room. I spent twenty five minutes giving him an amazing blow job,"
Casey chuckled.
"I don't want to hear it. You had sex with John Munch on my wedding night!"
"Oh Liv…"
"No Casey. I don't think I am ready for details." Olivia exhaled.
"So how did you get from an amazing blow job to him being passed out in bed before ten o'clock?"
"He got sick, Case."
"Honey, I am so sorry. What happened?"
"He ate a sandwich from an airport vending machine this morning…."
"Gross."
"Yeah. He has been vomiting violently since somewhere near the end of my little performance. Finally he laid down and fell asleep, poor guy. That was when I came out here to call you."
"Out here, where are you Liv?"
"Sitting in the hall in the floor barefoot wearing my jeans and tank top."
"Sweetheart, I am sorry you guys are having such a rough time. I'm sure it will get better tomorrow, though. You will be in the Bahamas and hopefully he will be better. I'm sure you guys will probably spent the entire time in bed together making up for lost time. It sounds so romantic."
"Thanks Casey."
"No problem."
"Casey…"
"Yeah Liv?"
"How are things with you and John? I mean, was it a one night thing or…"
"We have a date on Tuesday."
"A date? Nice."
"Did Elliot know it was John?"
"Casey, the entire hotel knew it was John."
"That bad, huh?"
"It was pretty bad."
"I am so sorry. I had been drinking and it had been a really long time and…" Casey took a deep breath. "I really like him, Liv. We talked and were thinking of slowing things down and trying dating."
"That is awesome Casey. I am so happy for you. He is a really good guy. And I know he will treat you nice. He is a little bitter, from being burned. He needs a good girl in his life. Who knows, in a few years I might be holding a bouquet in your wedding."
"Not likely to happen any time soon, but if it ever does you know I will expect you to be right there beside me."
"I would be honored to return the favor. Listen, I should go and check on El."
"Well, you two have fun. And I'm sure you will be humping like rabbits in no time!"
"Casey!"
"Well. Just be careful. Or you are liable to bring back a little souvenir you didn't count on."
"Okay, Casey I am on the pill. That is pretty much the only thing in my life I am religious about. That is so not going to happen! I will talk to you later."
"Bye."
Olivia sat in the floor looking at her cell phone and smiled. She stood up and opened their hotel room door and closed it quietly behind her. She walked over to the bed and pulled her jeans off in the floor then slid into bed beside Elliot. She propped her head on her hand and watched him resting peacefully. She turned out the bedside lamp he had left on for her and leaned in and kissed his lips gently, careful not to wake him. His kiss tasted like mint toothpaste. She ran her fingers softly over his forehead.
"Good night baby. I love you," she whispered softly against his ear.
"I love you too Liv," he mumbled softly as she smiled and he wrapped his arm around her, pulling her into her place beside him. She closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.
