The Captain had just come from a meeting with Chief Garland and many other higher ups. Her heels clicked along the floor as she was reading a file from her phone. Elliot looked towards the noise and his jaw went slack. Her body was in a tight navy-blue dress that hugged her curves in the right place and allowed for an appropriate amount of cleavage to be seen. The dress stopping just above her knees she whipped around and smiled at everyone.
"Sorry I am late, the meeting ran over time. Brief me on what we have got so far. I know Amanda had sent me a text about DNA results," the Captain rested her purse along with her phone on the nearby desk.
Taking a sip of her coffee, she watched as Elliot began speaking.
"So the DNA matches an SVU cold case. A rape homicide from the 90s. We expect this man to be in his late 50s. We have a last known work place and address for the man who was never convicted of the crime," Elliot stated and subtly looked Olivia up and down.
Kat stood up and began to speak, "the notes say that they believe the man was good for the crime but because of a lab mix up the charges were dropped. How do you wanna do this Captain?"
Olivia looked at Sergeant Bell and Sergeant Tutuola. "You two can break this up how you want, keep me in the loop. Garland is swinging by later to see where we are as well as OC's new Chief, so like I said keep me in the loop. I'm gonna change out of this dress."
"Wheatley and Amanda, you take the work address, and Kat and I can take the home address. Sergeant Tutuola and Elliot, can you both work from base?" Bell suggested and questioned.
"Works for me," they said in unison.
As everyone went their separate ways, Fin had slipped out to go grab some lunch. Elliot walked into her office; he closed the door behind him and snapped the lock. He walked over towards each blind, snagging the string to snap them shut.
"You look incredible in that dress."
"Flattery does not earn you forgiveness Stabler and you should not be in my office."
He began walking towards her, "we need to talk now" He was dangerously close. His warm breath could be felt on her neck. She's angry at him, right? She's upset with him, right?
"Captain Benson, this dress is doing things to me," he growled in her ear as he slipped behind her and ran his hands from the back of her thighs and stopped at her hips. "Is this okay?" he asked.
She nodded.
She nodded, "why are you letting him do this to you, Olivia. You are angry at him. You can't just let him overpower you like this!"
"Elliot-"
"twenty-three years Olivia."
"We can't-"
"Why…is Captain Benson afraid of getting caught?"
It's been so long since she has been touched by a man.
"I want you Olivia, I've wanted you for years. There's nothing stopping us from crossing the line. No rings, no committed relationships, the only thing stopping this from happening is you."
He was not wrong. She wanted this, she has wanted this for years, but it felt so wrong. Her brain is telling her to stop, her heart is beating out of control and the sensation between her thighs are telling her to go for it.
"Take me," she whispers.
"I can't hear you."
"Fucking hell Elliot, take me before I fucking change my mind."
His hand traveling up her sides and slipping under her breasts, he gave them a squeeze as he bit his lip. She pushed her hips into his groin and leaned her head back onto his shoulder.
"Please. I need this," she whimpered as he bent her over her desk.
Wiggling her ass in front of him, he pushed into her perfectly round ass and gave it a playful smack. She let out a sound that sent waves to his now hard dick. She pushed her hips against him.
"Take me now Elliot, both our bosses are going to be here in less than an hour."
He didn't need to be told twice, he helped her out her dress and noticed the only thing blocking him from her sweet haven was a white lace thong. The pure simple color against her olive skin made him adjust himself in his pants.
She turned to face him. "Take your clothes off, you are too overdressed, Detective."
Once both their clothes were discarded, he turned her back around, and she found herself in a familiar position bent over her desk. Slipping two fingers along her slit she let out a breath moan. He stroked himself and nearly drooled at the beautiful sight in front of him. Captain Olivia Benson bent over her desk about to take his dick from behind. The faint sunlight and lamp light allowed her juice to glisten along her pussy lips.
"God fuck Elliot stop teasing me and just fuck me!"
He rammed into her. Taking a hold of her hips with his right hand and a wad of her hair in his left he began to fuck her mercilessly. Twenty-two years of built-up tension he had no will power to allow her to adjust to his size. The sound of their skin clapping and her moans felt so erotic and so primal to him.
"Yes! Oh- harder," she begged.
"You may want to cancel that meeting Captain because after this-," he thrusted deeper attempting to fill her up as much as he could. "You will not be able to coherently form sentences."
Her eyes rolled back as she felt the all too familiar swirl of sensation at her core. The stir in her lower abdomen followed by her trembling knees she managed to speak. "I'm so close."
He leaned down and bit her soft ear lobe, "me too baby, come for me… Captain," he grunted.
She began to come undone, and he followed soon after. Slowly pulling out of her after he emptied her hot seed into her swollen pussy he turned her to face him. She gave him a sheepish smile and kissed him hard.
"That was-"
"We aren't done yet princess, you made a mess you got to clean."
She rarely ever went down on men, but she would be lying if she had never imagined what it would feel like to have him down her throat. Olivia was used to being the dominant one, she always had to do most of the work, but from the short time she has already shared with this man she was happy to drop to her knees.
She ran her tongue from the tip of his balls to the top of his dick and hungrily wrapped her lips around him. She pumped him slowly as she watched his eyes roll back. Feeling two hands at the back of her head she allowed him to guide her. She opened her mouth wide as she thrusted into her mouth.
She bobbed her head back and forth feeling him pass her uvula she gagged. Looking up at him with watery eyes she snaked her hands to his ass to push him deeper before he pulled away.
"You are so sexy on your knees."
Aggressively thrusting into her mouth he felt his knees buckle. Learning over he grabbed hold of her desk. She continued working him, and before she pulled away for air, he came in her mouth.
"Sorry I-," his cheeks flushed as he helped her up.
She looked in his eyes and swallowed his load and kissed him. "Taste yourself," she mumbled against his lips.
"Captain Olivia Benson, the biggest freak of the NYPD," he chuckled as picked her up. She laughed as he sat her on her desk.
She knocked everything off her desk and looked up at him with her big beautiful brown eyes. "I wanna feel you inside me aga-"
He thrusted into her and grabbed her neck and began leaving marks on her exposed flesh. Her lips pursed into a smile as her eyes rolled back.
Her mouth agape he knew he was hitting the right spot and captured her lips before she let out a scream. Repeatedly fucking her at the angle her faces were sending him over the edge.
"God your pussy is-," he groaned into her shoulder as he emptied inside her once more. She had fallen back unable to stay up. Her sweaty skin slapped against her desk. He began kissing where he just left a mark. Trailing his tongue down her collarbone to her right nipple. Elliot latched onto her nipple and greedily sucked.
Her phone began ringing and the name on the screen read "Chief Garland". She looked at him worried, and he took the phone from her hand and tossed it to the side. Continuing his attack on her breast he switched and swirled his tongue around her beautiful caramel areola.
"We- hurry...they'll be here soon," she groaned.
He chuckled to himself as she tried to speak clearly. "Not until I taste you first."
He pulled out and gave her sweaty forehead a kiss, then her nose causing her heart to flutter. He reached the inside of her thigh and left a few hickeys. He repeated his action to the other thigh. Teasing her, he kissed down both her legs and felt himself grow hard again seeing she still had on her nude heels.
"You look so sexy like this."
"Mhmmm I want your fingers and your tongue."
"Last chance to cancel the meeting."
She was too entangled in her thoughts to process what he had suggested to her. Sitting up she watched him fall to his knees. She ran her hand through her hair and then lowered her hand to the top of his.
"What do you want, baby?"
"I want- please!"
He chuckled to himself and dragged his middle finger up and down her slit as he lightly blew on her engorged clit. She shook against him and let out a yelp as he slipped a finger in her. She laid back and could only pick up her head, her eyes pleading for more. He slipped another finger and licked her clit. Running the tip of his tongue over her slit and then flattening it over her clit she groaned.
"God Elliot stop teasing me. I want you to make me cum so hard please!" Olivia pleaded in a husky low voice
Her demands and tone of voice went straight to his groin, he went to work. Eating her out, he didn't know if he was doing it to pleasure her or himself. Her sweet juices were heaven to his taste buds. His tongue swirling and mixing her juices the stimulation was too much. She could feel herself come undone. She came hard and her body shook and slapped her hand next to her to signal to him, she was tapping out.
He wasn't paying attention, her pussy had him under her spell, her taste was nothing like he ever tasted before. He couldn't stop, he needed more. Licking up her sweet juices, he was brought back when she mustered up her strength to pull away.
"Holy fuck Elliot!"
Sergeant Bell had walked back into the precinct with Detective Tamin. Kat sat at her desk and began following up on another lead. Bell began walking to the SVU Captain's door, but Fin gave her a glare.
"If I were you I wouldn't-"
Ayana ignored the SVU sergeant as she continued to walk towards the door.
"Captain Benson." The voice came from outside her door, the knob began to turn.
"You didn't lock the door!?" She whispered harshly to him.
"I thought I did," he said nervously as the door swung open.
"Oh wow.," Sergeant Bell instantly closed her eyes and hurried out as the door slammed behind her.
"I warned yo ass not to go in," Fin laughed and smirked.