AN. I'm sorry this update took so long.. I got distracted writing Doddson! Haha
As I made you wait so long and the intro to this chapter was so long I split it into two so here a bit of a shorter chapter to see you through in case I end up procrastinating again tonight.
Olivia wakes up the next morning in bed alone and she stretches out to make use of the side that Trevor had left empty and then she remembers. Trevor isn't there. She'd fallen asleep next to Elliot. Her eyes shoot open as she looks around for him wondering if he's left but she can see his clothes and she feels relieved. Then she heard a sound from in the apartment and flung the blanket off her to go and investigate what he was up to out there.
When she opens the bedroom door she can hear the smell of bacon from her kitchen. Was he really here making himself at home in her apartment making himself breakfast?! She found it both annoying yet sweet to have a moment so domesticated with him.
She walks into the kitchen to see him shuffling around humming to himself while cracking eggs into the pan. She can't tell the song he's humming but he's rather into it as he starts to dance around in nothing but his tight boxers and that's when she lets out a laugh.
He stops dancing and grins at her and she smiles back as she walks into the kitchen to stand next to him, leaning herself against the island.
"Good morning. I was going to bring you breakfast in bed"
"In my own house?"
"It's the thought that counts"
"I don't really do breakfast"
"You need to eat, i've got a long day planned for you"
"I'm not really in the mood for-"
"We're going out" he tells her before she can make any excuses. He takes the pan off the hob so it doesn't burn when he talks to her. He takes a step to the side and places his hands on her hips pressing her back into the island.
"Me and you are going to go out. Think of it as a date"
"I can't go on a date! Jesus El my husband…"
My husband what? Has left me? Is already dating? She didn't know what she had wanted to say but she felt it would be inappropriate to go out on a date already where anyone could see them. What would her and Trevor look like?
"It's okay, i'm going to take you somewhere nobody knows us"
He crouches down slightly so he can look directly into her eyes but she isn't convinced so he lifts her up and sits her on the table top in front of him.
"Olivia" he says as he cups her face to make sure she can see how genuine he is when he speaks. "You have nothing to be ashamed of and I know you don't want to face anyone right now and I will respect that but I still want you to spend time with me. Please just give me one day to take you out on a date. Prove im worthy enough for a chance"
"Oh El" she places her hand on his cheek and brushes her thumb against it. "Don't ever think like that"
Elliot pulls her face down and as soon as their lips touch he is flicking out his tongue against her lips and she opens up her mouth and meets it with hers. They stay like this for a while and before he knows it her legs wrap around him and he's pressed against her. He can feel her nipples hardening as they brush the very top of his chest and his own erection grows as his hands move from her face to her thighs and push up the thin material of her silk chemise.
When his hands reach the space between her legs he brushes his thumb over her underwear and groans when he feels how soaked she is even through a layer of clothing. Her legs spread further apart in the hope that would lead to more friction but instead he steps back. She looks at him confused. Her pupils are blown and she's slightly out of breath and she really looks good enough to eat.
So he does.
He pushes his hands further up her dress to grab the sides of her underwear and tugs them down. She leans back and places her hand behind her to hold herself up as she lifts her ass off the counter top for him to pull her underwear down. He drops them on the floor and kneels down, pulling her to the edge of the counter and pushing her legs wide open.
"I'm not normally one for breakfast either" he tells her and she laughs a little but before she stops his tongue is flicking over her clit and her laughter turns to moan.
"Oh god"
She lifts her one foot onto the counter top and lays herself further back to lay on her elbows and the other leg goes to his back to hold him in place as he laps at her pussy. Her head drops back as her eyes roll to the back of her head and all of her stress from the last few days suddenly disappears.
She places her hand on the back of his head to pull him closer as she grinds against his face. She can feel his beard rub against her and the sensation makes her moan again, knowing he's getting covered in her cum and that he's loving every minute of it always turns her on even more.
He moves his right hand from her thigh to her tease at her entrance and she moans his name again. The way she sounds when she says his name during moments like this, it's the most glorious sound he's even heard. He can feel the hard floor making his knees stiff but will break his whole body just to satisfy this woman in front of him.
Elliot slips to fingers inside her, marvelling at how wet she was as he sucks on her clit at the same time and she digs her nails into the back of his head groaning loudly.
"Elliot. Oh god.."
He twists his fingers inside of her as he thrusts in and out. His hand was soaked from her cum and his saliva that had slipped down to her entrance. He wishes he could start every day like this.
Olivia lays flat on her back on the counter and cups her breasts with her free hand. Her fingers tease at her nipples imagining they were his large hands on her and the pull on the back of his head gets stronger and stroked.
"Elliot don't stop… oh god"
He curls his fingers inside her and she screams.
"Yes right there. Don't stop"
Her legs tighten around his head making sure he doesn't move as pleasure washes over her. she arches her back and grips onto the side of the counter top as she comes.
"I'm gunna.. oh god El"
He makes sure he doesn't change a thing he's doing once her legs clamp around his head. He can't breathe but he can feel the shuddering of her legs and that's all he needs to keep him going. She moans his name over and over again as she comes and he's so turned on it feels painful.
She keeps her legs tight around his head even as she comes down from her orgasm. She loves the feeling of him between her legs so much she doesn't want him to move but eventually he pushes her thigh with his hand so he can move back to breathe again.
He stands up between her legs and wipes her cum from his beard and he grins at the sight of her spent on the kitchen counter. It's the most relaxed she'd felt in days and she wants to thank him so she sits up and jumps off the island and kneels straight down.
She pulls his boxers down and licks her lips as his hard cock jumps out at her.
She strokes him once, twice before taking him in her mouth. She knew he didn't have long left in him. Going down on her always make extremely horny. He matches her head movements thrusting into her and thanking god that he has got the one woman in the neighbourhood who enjoyed being on her knees for him.
He grabs her hair and pulls her head back off him and she looks confused for a moment before she raises an eyebrow questioningly and places both of her hands on her breasts pushing them up. He grins and takes a step back and starts to stroke himself as he watches her thumbs brush over her nipples. She looks up at him so innocently with those dark brown eyes but they tell a different story. He sees the glint in them, the other side of her that he knows he alone brings out.
She opens her mouth and lays her tongue stretched out telling him silently to cum over her or in her somewhere and he groans one final time letting himself spill out over her tits and mouth. She puts her tongue back in and moans appreciatively while licking her lips. When he's finished she takes his still hard dick into her mouth and hollows her cheeks around him one more time, making sure she empties him completely.
When she moves back and lets his softening penis fall back down she grins up at him and he grins back.
"That how you eat breakfast in this house?" He teases.
She pushes herself up, pulling on his arm for leverage until she is stood in front of him, his cum soaking the front of her chemise.
"You wanna see how we shower too?"
She pushes past him into the living room and throws her chemise over her head and turns back to check he's watching her and she laughs to still see him standing there, boxers around his ankles gawping at her.
"You know where to find me when you're ready" she says as she walks into her bedroom on her way to her en-suite. It feels weird inviting Elliot into this room, into a place that was Trevor's but she tells herself it's best to do it now. The longer she leaves it as a shrine to her marriage the harder it will be.
She was washing the shampoo off her hair when she heard the shower door open and she opened her eyes to see him standing naked before her already semi hard for her again and she grins.
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She'd never taken so long to get ready in the morning. By the time they'd gotten out of the shower they were both starved and the breakfast he had attempted to make them was now ruined so he had started again, deciding on pancakes this time for the sugar rush form the syrup to give them some energy.
After breakfast she goes to get ready and half way through drying her hair he is in the bedroom with her again. He had said he just had to taste her one more time and he had left her quivering on top of her dressing table, the towel she'd had wrapped around her when he had entered now discarded on the floor. When he was done he had kissed her and told her to carry on getting ready as if nothing had happened. She had watched him bemused as he had walked back out of the bedroom clearly hard but unbothered.
By the time she had done her makeup and had gotten dressed she was nervous about leaving the house again. She knew he had said he would take her where nobody would see but she wasn't sure how that was possible around here. She knew a lot of people and she knew he did as well. Word would surely get around.
She was wearing a floral knee length dress, white with lots of greens and pinks on it. A golden cross body bag and the biggest shades she could find to try and hide her face in case they bumped into anyone she knew. They were pushed back onto her head at the moment as she styles them as a hair accessory.
Elliot is sitting on the sofa making himself at home flicking through the TV channels when she walks out of the bedroom and she walks over to join him. Sitting on his lap instead of next to him.
"You look amazing" he tells her and she blushes. Trevor never told her that, barely even in the early days. He always had something to say on how she could look better, on how the other wives at his firm dressed.
"Thank you" she says and kisses him softly as his arms wrap around her hips.
"Elliot.." she sighs and pulls back to look at his face. "I really don't think this is a good idea. I know we have had fun together but.."
"Liv please" he places his hand on her cheek and she can see the pleading look in his eyes. "Please let me show you we are more than a bit of fun"
Of course she knew in her heart that was true but her head said differently. Her head told her she couldn't start dating her personal trainer. Not someone she had been having an affair with and as much as she hated herself for thinking it someone who wasn't from her world. She couldn't bring another man into her sons life, it would only hurt more to have him for these few weeks and then let him go.
She doesn't answer and he pleads with her again and she nods. One day. They can have one day together.