I should be studying for my new tests this week but I'm writing instead...

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The next morning Olivia woke up to the sound of her alarm. However, when she still felt Elliot's arms wrapped securely around her, she knew that the alarm that was currently going off was not a wake up one. She groaned lowly and reached over to grab her phone off their nightstand. The screen read, "Appointment with Dr. Sally: 12:00pm." The time read 4:00am, of course she would schedule an alarm that early in the morning twelve months ago, which was when her last gynecologist appointment was. She groaned once more, threw her phone back on the nightstand and turned herself around in Elliot's arms, so that her bare torso was pressed against his.

They always made it a point to wear clothes to bed because of the kids but the night prior she had been so sedated, that she allowed him to just turn the lock on the door and climb back into bed with her. When her nipples made contact with the sparse hair on his chest, she blew out a small breath and maneuvered her arm around his waist to press herself more fully against him.

His arms instinctively wrapped around her tighter and he mumbled, "What was that for?"

"Mmm, I just have a woman appointment this afternoon." Her lips placed a light kiss on his chest, "Go back to sleep."

His voice was full of sleep when he asked, "Do you want me to come with you?"

She couldn't help but laugh lightly, "Go with me while I get my boobs smashed in a machine and a speculum shoved in my vagina? Umm, no thank you."

"What the hell is a speculum?"

"A pap smear Elliot."

"Oh. Well, I can wait in the waiting room and we can grab lunch afterwards."

She laughed again, "You in a waiting room?"

He gave her body a gentle squeeze and smiled, "I'm trying to take you to lunch today and you're gonna bring up my lack of patience in a waiting room?"

She tilted her chin up at him, "Fine, but if I hear that you're complaining while I'm in the back, I'll make you go home."

He kissed her lips gently, "Okay mom."

She kissed him again and let their tongues touch briefly, "Are you gonna be able to go back to sleep?"

His hands fell to her ass to pull her even more tighter against him, "Probably not."

She nodded, feeling her body come to life from the proximity of being as close as she was to him naked.

"Want me to make you breakfast?"

Her head shook in the negative and she gave him a seductive smile. He grinned at her, knowing full well what that smile meant, and captured her lips once more. They never had sex in the morning, even though he was pretty sure it was both their favorite time to have sex. When he tried to roll her on her back, she stopped him. It was that moment, with his growing erection wedged perfectly between her thighs, his fingers weaved through her hair and his lips latched perfectly onto hers, that her salivary glands realized that he hadn't been in her mouth for quite some time.

Her hands pushed on his shoulders and he obliged instantly, rolling on his back and taking her with him. Once she was straddling him, with each of her legs on each side of his body, his lips found her nipple and his hands attempted to lift her hips to align them.

The sensitivity of her nipples had definitely not disappeared over night, shown by the immediate grinding of her hips along his pubic bone and a small moan that escaped when his lips made contact with one. She tried to pull her breast out of his mouth by lifting her body off of him, but, as always, Elliot didn't allow her to escape her orgasm. "God, El."

"Another one baby," he groaned as he moved to her other breast.

This time, she was successful in sitting her body up in time so that his mouth missed her nipple. When his hands wrapped around her back to pull her down to him once more, she whispered, "You're distracting me." Then it dawned on her, the reason why his dick was never in her mouth was because he distracted her to the point that the only thing she could focus on was the countless amount of pleasure rolling through her.

He chuckled lightly and continued to try to pull her breast back towards him, "Distracting you? From what?"

Her eyes made contact with his when she said, "From sucking your dick."

The groan that escaped his lips was almost as loud as the moans that she tried to hide each time they were intimate. "You don't have to do that…"

She leaned over to kiss his lips gently before trailing her tongue down his jaw, "And you don't have to eat my pussy almost every time we're intimate, but you do."

"Did I just hear you…"

She felt his dick grow larger and harder against her ass, "Yes, I said pussy." She clamped her teeth down lightly on his ear lobe and whispered, "Now, stop talking."

He did as he was told, settling his hands on her sides. The woman was right, he always kept her too busy to have a turn to really pay attention to him. It wasn't that he didn't enjoy blowjobs, he was a man after all and Olivia was incredible at giving them, it was just that he always wanted to please her more than he wanted to please himself. After so many years of not touching her, that's all he ever wanted to do for the rest of his life. It never dawned on him that, maybe, she wanted the same thing. Small groans fell from his mouth as she descended down his body and when her tongue came out to lick the fluid that had leaked out of his tip, his head dropped back to the pillow and his eyes closed.

She took her time thoroughly teasing him, licking him from the base of his shaft to the tip a few times before taking him completely in her mouth. His hips lifted instinctually to draw her deeper and she followed, swallowing once to take him into her mouth completely.

The groan that escaped his mouth when the tip of his dick hit the back of her throat was probably one of the sexiest noises she had ever heard in her life. She matched her pace to the moving of his hips, only stopping to add her hand to his base to assist her.

His hands made their way through her hair to hold her head gently as she moved and when he felt himself approaching the point of no return, he gripped her hair tighter to prevent her from moving. The question in her eyes when she made eye contact with him, made him smile, "If you make me cum with your mouth, I'm gonna need a break." He was cursing his age at that moment but like Olivia had pointed out a little while back, at least he could still get and maintain an erection.

Her lips curved into a smile around his cock and she let go of him with an audible pop. "You cum in my mouth and then you spend as much of a break as you need making me cum with your mouth." Her lips kissed his tip gently, "Simple solution."

He smirked at her as he nodded. The woman was a sex goddess, plain and simple. Making a mental note to take as long as a break as necessary, he watched as her mouth closed around him once more. With both of her hands placed firmly on his thighs, she continuously swallowed his dick whole until he warned, but more like groaned, "Liv…" Although he already knew that the woman was more than okay with him cumming inside her mouth, he still felt the need to warn her. He waited until her head nodded against him, signifying that she was ready to explode. "Jesus baby."

She smiled at him and pushed her body up, so that she was draped over him, "Good?"

He chuckled, "Good is an understatement." His hands landed on her ass, however instead of flipping them over like she thought he was going to do, he pulled her hips farther up his torso.

The abrupt pull caused her to have to catch the headboard with her hands to prevent herself from falling backwards, "Elliot! What are you…"

His hands gripped the side of her hips tighter to pull them more towards him, "Come here."

"What do you mean 'come here'? I am here."

He smiled at her. The woman was almost never clueless and the look on her face at that moment signified that she was more than clueless. Not allowing her a chance to be mistaken again, he said, "Come ride my face Liv."

Did he just tell her to ride his face? Because that was something that she had never done, ever. She always strayed away from oral sex with her previous partners because oral sex was personal. A head in her most intimate places was only reserved for those that she had some deeper connection to. But actually sitting on a man's face? "I… El… I…"

His hands tugged her harder, "Come on baby."

She moaned lightly, giving into his consistent tugging and draped both her legs on either side of his head, so that her bent knees, calves, and ankles were resting above his shoulders and her feet were resting on his shoulders. His hands helped her position herself in just the spot he wanted her in, while her hands gripped the top of their headboard tighter. When her hips lowered against his face and his tongue licked up her slit once, her body jolted up and almost out of his grasp.

"Relax Olivia…" he groaned as he once again pulled her towards him.

She rolled her eyes, "Yeah, easy for you to say…" She moaned when his tongue made contact with her once more and she allowed her hips to press further against his face. "You're not gonna be able to breath…"

"I highly doubt that, but I promise to tell you if I can't." His hands moved slightly to grab her ass, "Now, ride my face."

She blew a deep breath out of her mouth and nodded gently. Her hips waited until his tongue found a punishing pace against her, moving from probing her entrance to sucking our clit, to start moving against him. Once her hips began to move, he let out a loud groan against her, "Ellll…" she whispered.

His hands kept a firm grip on her ass and his tongue worked to match the rhythm and pace her hips were setting.

It didn't take long for her to feel an orgasm approaching, "Oh El… El, El, El… oh my god… Elllliiioot…" Her hips matched the pace of her moans perfectly and pretty soon, with the assistance of his hands pushing her back and forth, her pussy was sliding all the way up to his nose down to his chin. His mouth kept the most fantastic rhythm, always finding something to latch onto as she was moving. It was when she felt a lubricated finger press against the sensitive skin of her ass, that she broke into a million pieces. "Fuck!" Her hips rode his face harder, his left hand gripped her ass tighter, his index finger penetrated her ass farther, her teeth bit her lip harder to hide the scream she so wanted to let loose and she was so overcome by the sensations of it all that she didn't even warn him about the stream of liquid that pooled out of her.

As soon as he felt the first squirt hit his tongue, he growled and lifted her hips gently off of his face so that he could concentrate all his attention on drawing his clitoris inside her mouth. However, when she whimpered slightly at the loss of contact, he repositioned his right hand, the one that was being used to currently press a finger into her ass, so that he could slowly push his middle finger into her tightness. His hand moved in sync, pulling both his fingers out and pushing them back in.

"Yes, baby… like that, like that," she moaned.

With the way her hips were then positioned, her arousal sprayed onto his chin, down his neck and onto the bed below his head. The wetness pooling at her legs and head, only caused her to orgasm harder and when the last wave of contractions finally ran through her, her hands lost their grip on the headboard and her body fell back against him, successfully landing on his torso. Luckily, for him, her head fell to the left, missing his, now, hard dick.

Her legs were shaking, her breathing was unsteady and light moans were still escaping her lips. To try to help her come back from her high, his hands massaged her legs gently, starting at her ankles and working their way up. When she was coherent enough to lift her head, he smiled at her, "Good?"

She laughed lightly and rolled her body off his. The word, "Mind-blowing…" escaped her lips in a whisper when her belly hit the bed.

He used their sheet to wipe his chin and neck off quickly, before sitting up and placing his hand on her lower back. "I know I say this all the time, but you really are incredible."

She smiled, "Thank you." She turned her head to glance at the solid mass between his legs before rolling herself onto her side, facing toward him. "We should shower." The raise of his eyebrows, only caused her to raise hers.

"I'll meet you there. Let me take care of this." He looked down at the sheets below him.

"I can do it this time, you always do it."

"I'll do it. Go run the shower." Spoken as an order, the look of his eyes only conveyed thoughtfulness.

She nodded her head, lifted her body off of the bed and made her way into the bathroom with a little extra sway of her hips. When she threw her head over her shoulder as she made her way into the doorway, his eyes were downcasted towards her ass and his lips were curved into a smile.

He stripped the bed quickly, piling the sheets by their door so he could throw them in the washer later. As he always did, he tried to soak up most of the liquid on the bed with a towel and once again promised himself that they were getting a better equipped bed for their new place.

By the time he made his way into the bathroom, she was already in the shower. Through the glass he could see her bending over slightly with her foot propped up on the step, concentrating on dragging a razor up her calf slowly. He opened the door, reaching for her hips as he did.

His touch didn't distract her from her task at hand, but his hands slowly moving up her stomach towards her breasts, did. "El, I'm trying to shave."

He leaned his lips down, effectively covering her back with his chest and wedging his erection between her legs, to place light kisses along her neck and shoulder, "Then shave."

She moaned lightly but kept to the task at hand, slowly drawing her razor up her cream covered leg. When his teeth latched onto her shoulder, she whimpered, "If I cut myself, I'm gonna be mad at you."

"Well, then concentrate," he whispered, soothing the skin he had just bitten with his tongue.

She huffed an, "Elliot…", when both his hands moved up to caress her breasts.

He groaned against her skin softly and whispered, "Concentrate Olivia."

Her mind worked it's hardest to concentrate solely on successfully shaving her leg without nipping herself, attempting to ignore the small bites, sucks and kisses of Elliot's mouth along her shoulders, back and neck, along with his hands on her breasts, massaging and twisting her nipples perfectly. Once she made the final swipe of the razor, she moaned in relief. She wasn't sure how much longer she was going to be able to take his teasing.

He pinched her nipples once more and said, "The other one too Liv."

"Only if you stop touching me."

There was absolutely no way he was about to stop touching her. If there was one thing they hadn't lost between one another, it was their competitiveness. "No way."

"Fine, then I'm not doing the other one."

He chuckled against her skin, "I'll just do it for you later."

Her lips curved into a smile and she set her razor down on one of the shelves present in their shower. "Okay, but I want my vagina done also."

His corresponding growl accompanied his hands perfectly at that moment, as they dropped to push her leg off the step and her back more down. Her hands caught the wall, succeeding in placing her in just the right position he wanted her in. His back raised up, while his hands found the side of her hips.

"Elliot…" she whimpered. Her core was already throbbing again and the thought that she was more horny now, then she ever was before, made everything that much more intense for her. The sex was mind blowing now, who knows how much better it would have been 15 years prior, if it would have been better at all. She felt his hands smooth over her ass, gripping both cheeks and spreading them up for what, she suspected, his viewing pleasure.

When he was able to see how wet she still was, he groaned, "God Olivia." Without pretense or warning, he snapped his hips forward, effectively entering her in one quick movement.

"Uhh!" She grunted. Elliot had the capability of being perfectly romantic and rough at the same time. His hands gripped her ass hard, letting go occasionally to slap her cheeks or drag his hands along her back slowly. His hips only picked up pace when her hips began to move backwards towards his thrusts. Her hands gripped the wall in front of her as he moved behind her. The word, "harder," escaped her lips and she was rewarded with an almost punishable pace of his hips. "Yes, Elliot! Like that!" She wasn't sure if it was the sounds of the water around them that was encouraging her to be loud or if it was the inescapable pleasure building up inside her. Either way, her moans were loud and portrayed just how good everything felt to her.

Her moans only sprung him on, attempting to draw as many out of her mouth as possible. His hand came down upon her ass once more, in which he was rewarded with another moan, before they moved around to her stomach. He drew her body up, so that her back was pressed firmly against his chest. His left hand draped along the top of her chest to keep her pinned to him, grabbing her right breast as his right hand journeyed down to the apex of her thighs to rub fast circles against her clitoris.

"Oh my god El…" she reached her hands up to clasp around his neck and panted, "Elliot, it's sooo goood."

His lips kissed her neck and dragged up to ear slowly, "I know baby, I know." He bit her earlobe gently and groaned, "You're so perfect Olivia. I love you, so much." When he felt the first ripple within her depths, he said, "That's it baby, cum for me Olivia. Cum hard for me baby."

His fingers pressed against her clit harder, his hand massaged her breast tighter, his teeth sunk into the side of her neck and her body began an absolute destruction in his arms. His name escaped her lips on a scream and she tried to clamp down to keep herself quiet. When she realized it was no use, she turned her head to capture his lips with hers.

His lips and tongue worked to muffle her cries of pleasure as his hips worked to continue thrusting through her contractions. Through their kisses, he mumbled, "Yes baby, keep cumming Liv."

His words only caused her to cum harder, her muscles to twitch longer and her moans to grow louder. She wasn't sure how much time had passed when she felt his thrusts begin to waver. Her lips pulled from his slightly and she whispered, "Cum inside of me Elliot."

He groaned, gripped her tighter against him and released himself hard within her depths. His groans matched the twitching of his dick perfectly. Once his hips stopped behind her, she collapsed her weight against him.

"I love you too Elliot," she whispered.

He kissed her lips lightly as he slipped from her depths, causing a moan of protest to escape both their lips. He waited until her muscles stopped twitching and her small whimpers of pleasure stopped escaping her lips to release her body. He pivoted his body around in front of her, to sit on the step, patting his leg as he did. "We need to have sex in the shower more often."

She laughed and lifted her unshaven leg up on him, "Yes, yes we do."