Hi guys, I know it's been a while but this story really deserved an update. This is very short but I figured you wouldn't mind some more smut before the story moves further along. Enjoy!

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33. Surrender

Gene and Olivia spend the next morning in bed until 11 AM. It's good to be together again. After they've eaten something, they finally drag themselves into the shower to get ready to go out and look at the apartment. Showering together slows them down once more but by 1PM they are finally ready to leave.

Gene has rented a car instead of having a limo drive them through the city and Olivia is happy about that. It makes her feel like they're more of a regular couple. And that's really what she's always wanted. She remembers telling Andy Eckerson once, that she has enough insanity in her life, and that she needs stability. And gradually, it's beginning to sink in that Gene may actually be the man who will provide that stability in her life - and she doesn't mean just financially.

The way they've made love over the course of the night and morning has felt deeper than ever before. It's always been spectacular with Gene but at first, it was just physical. It's so much more now. He seems to be pouring himself completely into her every time they are together, as if parts of his soul are joining his cum, that is now free to become one with her. And even when he pleases her with his mouth or hands, she feels like he merges with her in an almost supernatural way.

She smiles as she looks out of the passenger window of the car. Is she finally going soft? Or is she finally opening up - actually allowing herself to merge with someone else? She definitely knows that she has never trusted a man in the bedroom like she trusts Gene. She actually let him pin her down this morning, and that's always been taboo for her. He asked her first, of course. He would never do something new without checking with her if it's alright. And she would never have agreed to it with anyone else. She knows this.

The experience has shaken her to the core. She has let herself be taken - quite literally - and she wants more.

She knows he is physically stronger than her, but she isn't afraid of him. The love and devotion in his eyes and in his touch are healing for her wounded soul, and she wants nothing more than to give that healing right back to him. And now he has asked her if he can hold her wrists while he makes love to her. Not because he needs to be in control, but because he wants to give her every experience he can think of, every kind of orgasm he can coax out of her body.

At first, she doesn't know what holding her arms in place will change, or if it will do anything. But it does. Boy, does it ever. First of all, she can't really do anything herself. And once that sinks in, she relaxes in a way she has never relaxed before during sex. It hits her then that she doesn't have to do anything. She is allowed to just receive. She actually closes her eyes then, giving up even more control. Her back arches off the mattress when his kisses and licks her body but it's about the only thing she can do. It's an involuntary reaction, not something she chooses to do. Just like the goosebumps that form on her skin when Gene blows on it. He kisses her neck and shoulders, her breasts and her stomach. It's as far down as he can get without releasing her wrists, that he has pinned next to her head.

Olivia pants and moans beneath him and her surrender is an aphrodisiac in itself. Not that he wants to dominate her in a perverted way; no … her surrender tells him how deeply she trusts him and that brings tears to his eyes. It only makes him want to show her even more how much he loves her. The more she gives herself to him, the less he fears losing himself too much again.

She can feel his hard-on pressing against her hip when he kisses her deeply once more, and then he finally finds his place between her legs. She cries out when he enters her but her eyes remain closed; her trust remains complete. She flexes her fingers and Gene immediately asks her if she's okay.

"Hell yeah," she sighs, pushing her hips up to meet his in response.

He begins to move then and they both groan as they speed up. Gene is focused now and he isn't gentle, but Olivia can take it and they both know it. It's different but it's still love and trust and lust all rolled into one. It doesn't take long for both of them to reach their climax and the bed shakes violently when Gene thrusts into her a few more times, until she lets out a long, guttural moan as she comes. Her body shakes beneath him and contracts around him and he can't hold back anymore. His groin burns almost painfully as he releases yet another load into the woman he is coming to love more than life itself. He curses as his dick twitches erratically inside her, and then finally lets his spent body drop on top of hers. His hands release her wrists and his fingers lace with hers while he kisses her shoulder softly.

Olivia feels like she's just been in outer space. Her wrists hurt but the rest of her body is in complete agreement with what has just happened to her. It is amazing.

"Hey, Liv. You alright?"

Gene's concerned voice pulls her out of her daydream and she looks at him. His eyes drop to her hands in her lap, and she sees that she's been rubbing the faint bruises on her wrists.

"Yeah. I'm perfect baby. Just perfect," she assures him.

When he stares at her for a second before focusing on the road ahead again, she adds,

"I was just remembering how I got these."

"Do you regret it?" he asks.

Olivia puts a hand on his thigh reassuringly.

"I don't. Do you?"

"I just want you to be happy, Liv. That's all I want. And if this wasn't what you want, then …"

"It is, Gene. Trust me, alright? I loved it and I love you. I want to do it all with you."

He smiles and his smile warms her heart.

"I want to do it all with you too, Olivia, and no one else, ever again."

Olivia bites her lip. She knows he means it and she feels like maybe she's ready to make some suggestions of her own now. When Gene looks at her again, he seems to be aware that there is something on her mind.

"What?" he asks her and she can't suppress a small, shy smile. "Out with it, Benson."

She takes a breath and decides, what the hell, here goes nothing.

"I was just wondering ... have you ever done it in a car?"

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