It's late but I was determined to finish this tonight but as I read through on 200% zoomed in I have come to realise my eyesight isnt what it was so I apologise for any mistakes.

As soon as Liv got home that afternoon she texted Elliot to book another session. He was relieved to hear from her, worried she'd been scared off after the moment they had shared. He practically cheers as he reads the text and offers her his next available slot eager to see her again.

There were a lot of other people around at their next session but it didn't stop him touching her much more than he needed to, stop him stroking her arms or grabbing her ass whenever he could. She arched her body into him every time he did it and if there wasn't anyone around them as he touched her she'd let out a little moan, knowing she was driving him wild.

"God Liv, I could take you right here right now. I don't even care who watches" he whispers as he presses himself into her back. She could feel his bulge press against her and she smirks.

"I'm not that kind of woman" she had teased him back but she knew exactly the pain he was feeling. If there weren't all of these people around she wasn't sure she could resist any longer.

That night she hadn't fought the images as she lay in bed. She remembered the feeling of his hands on her ass that day and the feeling of his fingers sliding between her legs the other day and she let her own fingers touch where he had been touching her.

She slipped two fingers inside her but her hands felt so small, she imagined even his fingers would stretch her so she inserted another one and whimpered his name. She thought of him telling her how he had wanted to take her there in front of everyone, how low his voice had been and she imagined she had let him. If he had bent her over there on those mats and fucked her. They'd watch each other in those large mirrors as they came. It was embarrassing how quickly her walls clamped around her fingers "come for me Benson" she pictured him saying as she groaned his name again. Her pussy was hungry for him, even three fingers buried deep inside her wasn't enough.

There were another four days to go until she got to see him again and she missed him already. Can you really miss someone you barely know anything about? She had asked herself but the ache for him told her yes. She decided maybe next week she'd ask for a weekend session again. She is sure he wouldn't say no.

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Trevor had planned months ago for them to attend a charity event tonight. It was a close friend's event for adoption and as much as she didn't enjoy these sort of evenings normally she knew this was for a good cause so she didn't try and get out of it.

She found herself still trying to impress Trevor though. Picking out his favourite dress of hers in the hope he might look at her in the way Elliot does. It was bright red, tight against her body and showed off her cleavage brilliantly.

When she walked out of the bedroom she found him waiting in the hallway for her, his suit and tie already on and she smiled at him. He looked good. Even though they had barely spoken in a week she still told him that.

"Thanks, you look good too" he replied though he barely looked at her. A few years ago, no matter how little they saw of each other, this dress would have driven him crazy and he'd have probably taken her back to the bedroom and been late for the event just to have his way with her.

"Thanks" it was clear she was upset and she grabbed her coat off the stand and wrapped it around her like a comfort blanket. Trevor didn't seem to notice though or most likely he just didn't care and he picked up his own coat flinging it over his arm.

"Come on then, lets go and show face"

Story of our life.

They pulled up in a town car outside the building and before she could open her door Trevor was scooting around the car to open it for her. She was surprised by the romantic gesture given that he had barely spoken to her on the way over but when he held out his arm for him to link on to with a massive smile on his face she realised it was all part of the act. He didn't want anyone to know the truth about their marriage so he was acting the perfect husband, the husband she wanted him to be.

She wondered how long it had all been an act. How long she had been oblivious to this behaviour. She always thought the way he acted so lovingly in public was romantic but now she was realising it had nothing to do with her. Still, she linked her arm through his and smiled lovingly back at him. If he was playing the game she had to as well.

They had only walked forward a few steps towards the entrance to the building when she noticed Elliot leaning against a car door watching her. She looked at him trying to ask with her eyes what the hell he was doing here. Was he some type of stalker? But seconds later she understands why as a blonde lady walks up to him and places a hand on his shoulder.

Elliot turns away from Liv and kisses this blonde woman on her cheek and she wraps her arm into his just as Liv was doing with Trevor and they start to walk towards her.

Elliot couldn't believe his eyes. They had almost popped out of his head at the sight of her there. That dress she was wearing made him almost hard as he stood in the street. He felt angry at the thought of her husband getting to take it off her.

"Liv, Liv"

Trevor's voice finally enters her brain and she turns back to look at him to see he is half a step ahead of her waiting to walk in and she'd been standing there staring at Elliot.

"Sorry, I, uh.."

She doesn't finish her sentence because she realises he really doesn't care what she was looking at. He just wants to get them inside and show her off.

As they walk inside she turns a few times to see Elliot walking it with his date. She wonders what on earth he is doing at a place like this. The woman he is with looks familiar though.

"Trevor" she whispers and he hums to show he is listening. "The woman behind us, do we know her?"

Trevor turns to look quickly behind him to see who Olivia was looking at as they enter the room and hand their coats to the cloakroom attendant.

"Yeah that's Danielle Beck, I work with her. You've probably met her a few times around the place"

Liv watches Danielle and Elliot as they approach her and Trevor and she feels the jealousy wash over her. Elliot is whispering something in her ear and she's throwing her head back laughing as if she's never heard a joke before. When Elliot finally looks up again he looks at her but his expression is blank.

"Trevor!" Danielle calls out, unlinking her arm from Elliot and throwing them around Trevor's neck and hugging.

"Danielle! It's been a while. How have you been?"

"Oh come on Trevor, enough of Danielle you know I hate it. Call me Dani"

She pulls back from Trevor and swipes her hand down his chest and Liv wants to swing for her right there in front of everyone. Is she going to throw herself over all the men in her life?

Trevor doesn't seem to pay attention to Dani's hand and as she takes a step back he places his hand around Olivia's hip and pulls her into his body. That got Elliots attention.

"Well Dani this is my wife Olivia, I don't know if you two have met"

Dani turns to Liv and holds out her hand for Liv to shake which she does reluctantly.

"I think we've seen each other around" Dani answers before turning to pull Elliot in. "And this is Elliot my date for the night"

Elliot and Olivia's eyes catch and she notices his eyes flicker to the way she is pressed up against Trevor. He holds out his hand to Trevor to shake first and Liv blushes remembering where that hand has been. It seems Elliot has the same thought because she notices that cocky smile on his face.

"Nice to meet you both" he says as he pulls his hand from Trevors and takes Olivias. This all feels so wrong yet he looks like he's enjoying it. He looks her in the eyes and smirks as he holds her hand for longer than was necessary. She's thankful when he finally drops it because she wants to get as far away from them as possible but Dani and Trevor had now struck up a conversation leaving Elliot and Olivia to each other.

His eyes drop from her face to very clearly ogle her cleavage and he raises his brow slightly when he looks back up to her before letting his eyes travel down her legs where the red dress clings to her thighs and stops just above the knee.

"Well we better get inside" Trevor says, his conversion with Dani clearly ended not that Elliot or Olivia had noticed as they were too busy eye fucking eachother.

"Yeah, let's go. Might see you inside. Goodbye Olivia"

Dani gives them a little wave as she leads Elliot inside. Elliot gives one last look to Liv and she watches him enter the room and wishes she could walk back out. The last thing she needed was to watch him all night with another woman.

It seemed god had other ideas though. Every time she looked up she could see him. See him standing there as Dani draped herself over him.

He was watching her too, watching her hug that tall husband of hers, laugh at jokes that he assumed weren't funny and wrap herself into her husband way too much. The other times when he looked over and saw her glaring at him and sipping on her champagne he found it such a turn on. She was jealous he could tell.

She was watching him now. She knew he saw her too and he whispered something into Dani's ear making her laugh. Liv accosted a passing waiter, placing her empty glass on the tray and taking a fresh one. She takes a large swig of her drink as she watches Elliot wrap his arm around Dani and place it on her hip as he looks straight at Olivia.

Liv couldn't take it anymore. The champagne was making her brave and she wanted to go over there and rip him away from the blonde woman on his arm. She hands her drink to Trevor to hold and tells him she is just going to the ladies room and she walks off. Elliot watches her go before excusing himself a second later and following her.

He watches Liv walk into the ladies room and follows her in. She is standing at the sink, her head dropped and doesn't look up as he walks in. He looks around and notices the stalls are empty so he locks the door behind him and only then does she look up and notice him.

They look at each other for a few moments. Both of them have so many things to say and questions to ask, some they probably don't really want to know the answer to. So instead of asking them he takes a step towards her and once he does she takes a step towards him and then they practically run to each other.

Their bodies collide the same time as their lips and his large arms wrap around her waist as hers wrap around his neck as he walks them back to the row of sinks that she had just left. He moves his hands down to grab her ass as he lifts her onto the counter top and she squeals into his mouth slightly but doesn't stop kissing him.

Her tongue is in his mouth swiping over his and her lipstick is smearing all over their faces but they don't care. She moves her hands to the sides of his head taking control of the kiss so he spreads her legs and stands inside them, pulling her to the edge of the counter to press himself against her core.

Liv's head drops backwards and she lets go of him to drop her hands behind her to catch her as she falls back. He takes advantage of her holding herself up to push her dress up to her ass and push his hands underneath to take hold of her underwear. She lifts her body up for him and he pulls them down quickly pocketing them before she realises what he has done.

He looks at her there before him, lipstick smudge, panting, legs spread and her wet pussy bare and waiting for him and he worries he might cum right in front of her. He'd never seen a sight quite like it. He has to undo his belt and pants to let himself free because he is painfully hard against his clothes.

When his trousers fall down and his erection is free her hand grabs for it before he has a chance and she strokes him, swiping her thumb over her tip as she bites down on her lip.

"Fuck Liv" he growls at her, he hasn't got it in him to be teased. He's been so on edge for this woman since the moment he had met her he just needed to be buried inside her. He moves his hand between her legs and moves his fingers between her folds, this time getting to feel her juices cover his fingers and he lets out another "Fuck"

"You're already so wet for me. You've wanted this so long haven't you" He circles her clit with his thumb as he talks and she bucks herself into his hand. "I bet you've pictured this haven't you? Did you think of me when he fucked you?"

He doesn't know why he said that, the thought of someone else fucking her only makes him angry but he channels the anger into moving faster against her clit which from her moans she approves of.

"No we..I havnt"

She doesn't know why she is explaining herself to him as if she owed him something but here was stroking her ego.

"Good. Cause I haven't been able to stop thinking of you. Fuck, I don't want touch any woman that isn't you"

Those are words he's never said to another woman before, something he's especially not felt yet with her; they were the truth. He couldn't think of anything worse than taking Dani home tonight when Olivia was out there.

Liv springs forward and kisses him again. There was more to it than the first time, it was more than the need to fuck. They were telling each other that they wanted each other.

"Fuck me El" she whispers against his lips and he bats her hand away from her length and takes it in his hand.

"Fuck Liv I don't have anything"

She is so far gone at this point she doesn't think she could tell him no but she leans back to think for a moment.

"I promise you Liv no matter what you think of me I don't just go around having unprotected sex with anyone. I am clean"

If he had fucked this up by not carrying around condoms and has to walk back out into that room not having fucked her he doesn't think he would survive but she nods.

"I trust you"

Thank you god. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.

He looks down as he brushes the tip of his penis between her folds, coating it in his juices and he groans. He wants to taste her so bad but he knows they don't have the time for that.

"Liv you are the sexiest woman i've ever-"

"El!" she groans, reaching out to pull him closer. While she appreciates the compliments she doesn't think she could go another second without feeling him inside her.

He moves down to her entrance and pushes the tip in and they both groan. He pulls out and when he pushes in again he goes a little further. He wants to savour the moment he finally enters her as one of the greatest moments of his life.

"Oh god Liv" he groans as he pushes himself fully into her. They both look between their bodies as he pulls out again and they see his dick glistening with her cum before he pushes back in again. She lets out a gasp as she mumbles his name.

Elliot pushes her legs open wider and starts to thrust into her. Liv holds onto his shoulder for leverage, her other hand behind her holding her up. They look into each other's eyes as they fuck, each of them thinking they've never experienced anything like this. She thinks of her husband outside chatting away and she still doesn't feel guilt, no guilt could stop her from wanting to feel this sensation over and over again.

The sighs of Liv before him was getting Elliot so worked up he didn't think he would last very long. Between the look on her face as she moans his name and the sight of his dick soaked with her cum he could feel his balls twitching already.

"God Liv I need to see you cum so bad. Touch yourself for me"

His hands were holding her legs open and he didn't want to stop the rhythm they had going, plus her touching herself was the only thing that could make this hotter. She listened to him, moving her hand between her legs and rubbing her two fingers over her clit as she watched him. She could see he was struggling, he kept looking down to watch his dick thrust into her and a few moments later looking up to the ceiling squeezing his eyes shut and she found it so sexy how quickly he was ready to cum.

"Oh god, I need.."

"What do you need baby?"

"My tits"

He growls and releases her leg to pull down her dress and let her breasts fall out. His hand moves to her back to pull her closer as he takes a nipple in her mouth and sucks. She lets out a moan and he smirks against her.

"You like that do you? Me too"

He fucks her faster, holding her body closer as leverage. The swear words coming out of her mouth makes less and less sense as he flicks his tongue and bites lightly at her nipples between sucking them.

It was getting too much and she could feel herself become light headed as her orgasm washes over her.

"Oh god El I'm gonna.. Gonna.."

Her head drops back and her hand tries to grab onto something but the sink is giving her nothing and she screams out. As much as he wants to hear her he doesn't want them to get caught so he presses his hand over his mouth.

"You wanna feel me Liv? Wanna feel what you do to me? How hard I cum for you?"

Her body is still reeling from her orgasm but she manages to nod and he lets himself go. He pumps into her two, three times emptying himself inside of her as he moans her name. Her pussy is still clenching around him and the sensation of coming together drags both of their orgasms out.

"Oh god Liv, oh god"

He drops his hand from her mouth and falls forward into her cleavage. She was coming down from her high but he couldn't catch his breath yet. He could feel her breasts against his face and he turned to kiss one, biting and then sucking. Needing to leave a reminder of him on her and she lets him. She watches him mark her and it only makes her pussy flutter around him again.

"You like that huh? Like it when I claim you?"

She wants to say no. She isn't his to claim but her body betrays her and she nods.

"Good"

He pulls back and reaches a hand to her head to pull her down into a kiss. He doesn't want to leave this bathroom, he could stay here all night doing this with her but he knows both Dani and her husband must be wondering where they are now. He just hopes there is nobody outside waiting.

"I need to get back," she says, breaking the moment first.

"I know"

He sighs and reluctantly takes a step back to pull out of her. He watches his juices pour out of her and grins to himself.

"Thats so fucking sexy"

"Where's my underwear?" she asks looking on the floor behind him and he looks up to her and smirks.

"Elliot no!"

"I don't know what you mean?"

"You can't expect me to go out there like this"

He reaches down to pull his pants up and she pulls the top of her dress back up to cover herself and jumps down off the counter to sound a bit more authoritative than she didn't with her tits out and legs still spread.

"Elliot!"

"Nu-uh. These are mine. I wanna know you're out there like that"

She goes to fight him on it but the look in his eyes and groan he lets out wins her over. Knowing he was getting that much satisfaction out of it she throws her hands up admitting defeat and he grins.

"I'll go out first, give you time to clean up"

She nods and grabs his head pulling him down to kiss her one last time. When they break away they both sigh but she pats his chest. We will survive. He looks in the mirror behind her to wipe off the last of her lipstick and pecks her lips one more time before walking out of the bathroom.

He notices her a few moments later walk back into the party and he doesn't know if he is impressed or sad that she doesn't look like she's just been fucked in the bathroom. She had applied fresh lipstick and sorted out her hair but he can see the glow she has now. As she takes her champagne back from Trevor she glances over in his direction and smirks and he grins straight back.

"Husbands, love your wives, as Christ loved the church and gave himself up for her, that he might sanctify her…"

Liv stifles a yawn as she listens to the priest. She wasn't sure why they were even in church today. They had a late night and Noah wasn't there but Trevor had insisted and she of course had given in.

She found her mind wandering back to last night in the bathroom like it had 100 times since and she smiles to herself, placing a hand on her chest above the mark he had left on her. It had been worth the wait. She got wet every time she thought about it and she couldn't wait to do it again. Even as she sits in church next to Trevor she was planning adultery and smiling about it.

"He who loves his wife loves himself. For no one ever hated his own flesh, but nourishes and cherishes it, just as Christ does the church."

Olivia laughs at his words. It was a very fitting sermon today. She wondered if God was trying to tell her something. At this point though he'd have to strike her down to stop her doing it again.