38. Quiet life
As expected, it gets warmer as the day progresses and after lunch, they make plans to go swimming with the children. Even Anne has decided to go into the water and is trying to convince her sister to join in as well.
"I don't have a suit with me," Irene objects but they all know full well that there is never a shortage of any kind of outfit at the estate.
Olivia and Gene retreat to his room as well to change.
"I'd rather not wear a bikini," Olivia confesses when Gene comes out of the walk-in closet with a flimsy little bikini top and a wide grin on his face.
Gene walks up to her and pulls her against him immediately.
"You don't have to wear it but I don't know what the others will say if you go skinny dipping."
He wiggles his eyebrows suggestively and Olivia laughs out loud.
"Funny Gene, but don't you have a one-piece?"
Gene twirls the flimsy fabric around his finger and says,
"This is one piece."
Olivia shoves him playfully and tries to walk past him into the closet to go see for herself, but Gene stops her by grabbing her bicep gently. When she turns to look at him, he quickly moves in and kisses her deeply. Olivia knows from the looks he'd been giving her that he's been wanting to kiss her all morning and it makes her feel great about herself. She's been basking in this sense of ease with which she is being accepted into the Butler family as well as Gene's loving looks in her direction. Seeing Frank again has been much more relaxed than she had expected and she's relieved that the brothers are still good, and Gene doesn't seem to feel insecure at all about her choice for him. And rightly so. She reciprocates his kiss eagerly and they both moan, their hands roaming each others' bodies over their clothes until she knows they need to stop before things get out of hand.
"Hmmm. Later," she mumbles against his lips when he grinds into her, clearly sporting a fresh erection already, just from kissing her.
"How much later?" Gene asks and she just smiles at him.
"That depends."
"On what?"
"If you behave."
She quickly retreats into the closet, a devilish gleam in her eyes and she hears Gene chuckle behind her. She feels butterflies in her stomach. Never in her life had she expected to find someone that things would be so easy with. Granted, they'd had a rocky start but they are both really succeeding in settling in a sense of security that is completely new to her. She's felt secure in her partnership with Elliot, but always only up to a point. With Gene, there are no limits. He is completely hers like she is completely his.
Olivia digs through the supply of swimwear in Gene's closet with a smile on her face that just won't go away and she decides on a black bathing suit that isn't too revealing but still sexy enough for Gene to enjoy seeing her in. She finds herself wanting to look good for him and that's new too. Wanting to make an effort for him, not because she thinks she has to or because she somehow feels she needs to in order to keep him, but simply because she loves him and wants to make him happy. She quickly changes while still in the huge closet and when she comes out, she catches Gene with her back turned to her, just pulling up his swim shorts.
"I like that ass, Butler" she says, and Gene whips around with a grin on his face.
"Ditto, Benson," he quips back.
He lets his eyes roam her body appreciatively and she knows that this particular suit gives her an impressive cleavage.
"Oh. O. Livia."
Gene walks up to her, his eyes fixed on her chest as expected and she grins when he takes her in his arms. They kiss and it is tempting to just shed their swimwear then and there. Olivia can already feel herself getting wet and Gene's cock is prodding her belly eagerly.
"Shouldn't we be getting ba…"
Gene silences her with another kiss and her eyes slip closed while her hands find his ass cheeks inside his swim shorts. She gives in then and pushes Gene back until the backs of his knees hit the bed. He lets himself fall and she falls with him, on top of him and into him. He didn't need to behave after all; she wants him too badly.
His single garment comes off easily but hers takes a little more work, especially when Gene decides to make her breasts pop out one by one and to pamper them with attention for a minute before continuing to peel the tight fabric off her body.
He flips them over and she raises her hips when he pulls the suit down her body slowly. Now that she has given in to temptation, he seems determined to take his time, making her squirm in the process.
"Gene," she sighs and he responds by kissing her belly button softly, then licking it sensually before making a wet trail down to her now throbbing core.
She groans and grabs a fistful of his hair, as if willing him to stay down there. Can she really expect him to go down on her again? But she craves it, more than she has ever craved to feel a man's mouth on her body before. It's the middle of the day and sunlight is streaming into the room, but she never feels self-conscious about her most intimate parts with Gene. She spreads her legs eagerly and Gene doesn't disappoint. He never does. His moans only increase her pleasure, knowing how much he enjoys doing this to her. It's never a chore, he has assured her and the way her body shakes while he laps and sucks at her, is a reward in itself. He doesn't let her come yet though, and she whines a little when he suddenly comes up for air. Gene crawls up her body to kiss her deeply and she pulls him down until he is heavy on top of her.
"Do you want me baby?" he whispers.
"Yeah," she admits immediately. "Always."
Gene reaches down and hooks his left hand behind her right knee while pushing himself up on his right arm. He pulls her leg up until her knee is lodged under his armpit, and without warning, drives into her, hard.
"Like that?" he grunts, barely able to hold back, but he needs to check with her first.
Her throaty "fuck yes" is enough to spur him into action She's already so incredibly sensitive because of his magic tongue, that he can take her hard and fast now, knowing she will be right there with him when he blows. Her breasts bob as he fucks her, her eyes are closed and her mouth hangs open and it's the most beautiful thing he's ever seen. Her sighs are becoming louder, a strained high-pitched sound as they climb higher and higher together fast.
"Look at me," Gene rasps.
She knows he wants her to see; to see him and to connect with him more than just physically. She forces her eyes open and stares into his eyes while she lets him take her completely.
"I love you, Liv," he whispers and she gasps the words back at him.
"I love you Gene."
He's hitting all the right spots now and she cries his name out again.
"That's it. That's it baby. Come for me," Gene chokes out in between his hard thrusts.
"Oh. Yeah! You too. You too!" she tells him, her breath faltering a few times.
He picks up the pace just a little more and there is a sheen of sweat on his chest. Olivia reaches up to caress his nipples, then throws her head back when he hits her g-spot.
"Gah!" she screams and Gene knows he's where he needs to be now.
He keeps hitting her g-spot and it only takes four more thrusts before she flies over the edge, crying out his name and a few choice words not suitable for the children to hear. Her body tightens around him and he groans loudly when his own orgasm takes over. He drops Olivia's leg and drops to his elbows to pump all of his seed into her, wave after wave, his hips bucking against her until he is completely spent.
Gene stills and Olivia still feels her own walls pulsing around him. They breathe together, enjoying the afterglow of their passionate lovemaking. It was quick, but it wasn't just a quick fuck. She's had those in the past but with Gene it's different now. It shows in his eyes when he helps her up after a while, and she feels in in his kiss when he kisses her once more, before letting her go so she can freshen up in the bathroom. She cleans herself up as best she can and it's a good thing she will be in chlorinated water soon, or she'd smell like sex the rest of the day.
...
They grin at each other when they walk down the stairs together ten minutes later, holding hands and each wearing a thin robe over their swimwear. Blake and Frank exchange a look when they see the couple approaching but have apparently decided not to tease them this time about spending so much time in Gene's bedroom. Gene grabs one of the huge fluffy towels that have been brought out to the pool, and spreads it out for her on a sunbed. Before Olivia can lay down on the sunbed, the children run up to her, already dressed for their swim as well.
"Olivia, are you coming in the water with us?" Miriam asks her eagerly and Andrew nods his head, his wide eyes staring hopefully at her.
"Of course I am!" she assures the children right away. "But I think your grandma wants to put your water wings on you first, young man."
She taps Andrew's nose and the boy giggles before running back to Irene to be fitted with his wings. Olivia walks to the pool with Miriam and looks at Gene over her shoulder. He knows she'd like to nap for just a little while after such a massive orgasm, but it will have to wait. Gene winks at her and then joins her to swim with the children. It's only fair. They can both nap later.
…
As the afternoon progresses the children finally get tired, and Anne has arranged for some snacks for everyone. Even Hank has ventured into the water and he grins at his wife when she hands him his towel when he emerges.
"Just like old times, right dear?"
The couple kisses each other chastely on the lips and Gene glances at his girlfriend, who is finally napping next to him. He knows his parents are looking forward to the day when they will finally be able to swim with their own grandchildren, and for the first time in his life, he can actually see that happening for himself. Everyone had always assumed Frank would be the first to become a father but now? He lets his eyes roam Olivia's tanned body and he can imagine it now. A life growing inside her that is part him and part her. A unique new human being, created out of their love. It would bind them together even more closely than they are now and it hits him how badly he wants that for them as well as for her. He is convinced she would be the greatest mother on earth and while he isn't sure about his own capacities as a father, he knows that he will have enough love for their child to make it work somehow.
Olivia stirs and he watches how her eyes open slowly at first; how she blinks a few times and then focuses her eyes on him.
"Hey," she whispers, her voice a little groggy from sleep.
"Hey."
"What time is it?"
"A little after four."
"Oh."
Olivia adjusts her sunbed so she can sit up to look around. The others are chatting quietly and munching on some snacks, and Gene gets up to get Olivia something to eat as well.
"Thirsty?" he asks her and she smiles.
"Actually, yes. A beer would be great."
"A beer?"
"Genie!" Frank calls out and the men exchange a look.
"You found a woman who drinks beer!" Blake chimes in and all three of them laugh out loud.
Olivia raises an eyebrow.
"What?" she asks Gene, curious about the men's reactions to her choice of beverage.
Gene is still chuckling while he grabs two bottles of beer from the fridge behind the pool bar, and grabs a plate with some snacks for them to share. He returns to his own sunbed next to Olivia's with all the items and hands her a bottle.
"I guess this calls for a little admission," he tells her, and from the dancing lights in his eyes she gathers it isn't a very serious admission. "You know, when the three of us were younger, we kind of made a list of all the characteristics of the perfect woman."
Olivia groans. She has an idea what kinds of items would go on a list made by three horny men in their twenties.
"I know that sounds horrible, and trust me, I didn't use the list when I chose you," Gene promises.
"Right, sure," the brothers mumble and Olivia shakes her head.
"Well, anyway!" Gene says a little louder to shut his brothers up, "One of the things we thought would be incredibly important at the time, was that she should drink beer. And you are actually the very first girlfriend to meet that particular criterium."
Olivia laughs out loud and holds up her beer bottle to the brothers.
"Well, cheers then. To beer."
"Hear hear," Blake responds, and Frank just grins at her before taking another sip of his own drink.
Olivia drinks her beer contently and has a few bites to eat. It helps her wake up fully again. She checks that the children are still having fun, and sees they are eating a bag of crisps on their sunbeds, just like Lindsey. She wonders if Blake and the young woman will stay together despite the age difference. It shouldn't matter, but it looks like Lindsey really feels most at ease with the children, almost as if she's still one of them. Blake adores her though, that much is obvious. Her eyes drift to Frank and she suddenly feels for the man that he's still alone. He and Gene no doubt used to tease each other, but he's the only one left now who doesn't have a significant other. The fact that he once did have a fiancée, only makes it more painful.
Her eyes settle on Gene then, and he smiles warmly at her. She sighs contently and relaxes, closing her eyes while enjoying the rest of her beer. This quiet life at the estate is so completely different from her life in the city and the horrors of her job, that it's hard to believe that she will get to enjoy more of this for a long time to come; hopefully for the rest of her life. She swallows at that thought, realizing that she really does want to commit to Gene for the long run. And that brings her back to an earlier concern she has, about the risks of a cop becoming a member of a rich family. She opens her eyes and looks at Gene again. He seems as content as she is, and she wonders if he realizes enough what kind of life she leads when they are not together, and what kind of lowlifes she deals with on a regular basis. Is he really ready for that kind of threat to his quiet rich man's life? They will have to talk about it. Maybe she should have brought it up before even agreeing to come here again. Well, no time like the present.
"Gene?"
He looks at her and smiles.
"Yes?"
"Can we go for a little walk?"
...
To be continued. Because we're not completely done yet, are we?