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"Oh god Elliot," said Olivia as her eyes rolled into the back of her head; "are you sure we should be doing this?"
Elliot stopped for a minute, and then rested on his elbow and looked at Olivia's face; "yes, it's time," he stated plainly. That was all Olivia needed to hear. Her pulse raced as she rolled Elliot over and pushed his shirt off of his shoulders, kissing along his chest as she did this.
The moist heat from the humid air made them both slippery and sweaty, so Elliot had to literally peel Olivia's shirt off of her body. Elliot sucked in his breath as Olivia's breasts were exposed to him.
Olivia heaved in a sigh as Elliot just stared at her; "Is something wrong?" she asked self consciously.
Elliot snapped out of his daze, "god no," he said quickly reaching his hands out and grabbing her in his hands; "things couldn't be more right."
Olivia smiled up at him and pulled him down to her kissing him fiercely on the lips. Their tongues tore at each other, their lips smacked and their breath quickened. She felt him harden against her and she reached down to unbutton his pants; while she was doing this one of Elliot's hands found its way under the leg of her shorts, and his fingers began to explore.
Olivia shuddered and arched her back causing Elliot's excitement to rise. He reached up and looked into her eyes, making sure that she wanted this as much as he did. As with everything else in their lives they could read each other just by a look; when he stared into her wide brown eyes, he knew that they were both ready to take the next step.
Elliot slipped his fingers under the band of her shorts, pulling them down and her underwear along with it, she was now completely exposed to him, and once again he found himself just staring. He hadn't seen a woman, well a real one anyway, as perfect as her in his whole life.
"God, you are beautiful," he whispered in her ear as he lay down on top of her, his hand running along her side from top to bottom.
Olivia smiled, as the sensation of his hand hit her skin. She then reached her hands between them and tugged at his pants, loosening them enough so that she could slide them off. Elliot helped by kicking them off of his feet.
She then rolled out from under him onto her side, and placed kisses all along his stomach, leading to the part of his that was beginning to grow inside his boxers. He began to breathe deeply as he felt her breath along his midsection. Olivia felt his stomach clench, as she pulled down his boxer shorts, revealing him to her.
She traced lines along the insides of his thighs with her tongue. Elliot closed his eyes, enjoying the pleasure that this was giving him. She them kissed the part of him, that she'd been longing for, "Jesus Olivia," sighed Elliot as she took him into her mouth.
Olivia smiled and released him, kissing a trail up his stomach back to his face.
The two met again in a clash of harsh kisses, both reeling from the ecstasy of the moment. Elliot took control now and brought his hand down between Olivia's legs. She quivered in his arms as he placed his fingers in her, rubbing and touching all the right places.
"Elliot." she murmured into his ear, "I need you."
Elliot knew what that meant, and he knew that he needed her to. This wasn't just about one night in Mexico, this was about five years of looks, touches, glances, late nights; this was about everything they had shared and were about to share.
Elliot placed both hands on her hips and began kissing her neck fiercely. Olivia leaned her head back and sighed, he was in her now, and it felt perfect.
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"What were their names?" asked a voice from inside a dark room.
"Elliot and Olivia Stabler, I think they are what you need senor," replied another man.
"Katrina, have you ever heard of Elliot and Olivia Stabler?"
Katrina Winlock walked out of the bathroom and looked at her husband; "I don't think so, where are they from again?"
"New York miss, they said they knew you."
Katrina and Matt Winlock looked at each other in panic, "cops," said Matt finally, saying what they both knew.
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Elliot rolled off of Olivia, panting and sweating. Olivia's chest rose in and out quickly as she tried to catch her breath. They had just made love for the first time, and it had been amazing, so they were both contemplating what had just happened.
Neither of them could think of the words to say, Olivia looked over at Elliot and he turned and looked toward her; grabbing her in his arms, he pulled back up against his chest. "You're amazing," he whispered in her ear, breaking the silence.
Olivia turned to him, a look of fear in her eyes; "Elliot, we just."
"I know," he said chuckling, "I was there."
"Elliot this is serious," she said rolling away from him and standing up.
"I know it is Liv," he replied standing up and walking over to her. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her on the forehead. "I have wanted you for so long," he mumbled.
This made Olivia smile, and calm down, "Oh really?" she said looking up at him.
"Yes really," he replied.
Olivia sighed, "I guess part of me has always wanted you too."
"Oh really? And what part of you is that?" he asked kissing her along the neck.
Olivia took in a deep breath, she knew she shouldn't say it and ruin the moment but she did anyway; "the part of me that could forget that you were married and my partner."
Elliot sighed, "I'm not married anymore Liv." Elliot pulled away from her, put on his boxers and sat on the bed.
"But you are still my partner," said Olivia grabbing a robe and wrapping it around her body, "we could have just made a huge mistake."
"Is that really all you think that was?" he said almost angry pointing at the bed they had just made love on, "You think it was a mistake?"
"Yes, no, I don't know!" she screamed throwing her hands up, "I'm just tired."
"Come here," he said lying down on the bed and patting to the spot in front of him
Olivia sighed, she knew better but she was too tired to argue, and his arms look to inviting for her to want to.
Olivia lay down next to him and he wrapped his arm around her. The two fell asleep in each other arms, both comforted and scared by the feelings they were having.
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"What are we going to do Matt?" asked a frantic Katrina Winlock, "They are on to us."
"Maybe not," said Matt, "we knew cops would get involved eventually, that's why we faked our death remember?"
Katrina calmed down slightly, but she still needed more reassurance. "So what do we do now?" she asked.
"We do nothing, they think that we are just another couple that got abducted, they don't know we are behind it."
"So what? We just hide out until they leave?" she asked
"No, we do just what they want."
"What is that?" she questioned.
"We follow them, we kidnap them, and then we take care of the problem," he said an evil gleam in his eye.
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"Oh god Elliot," said Olivia as her eyes rolled into the back of her head; "are you sure we should be doing this?"
Elliot stopped for a minute, and then rested on his elbow and looked at Olivia's face; "yes, it's time," he stated plainly. That was all Olivia needed to hear. Her pulse raced as she rolled Elliot over and pushed his shirt off of his shoulders, kissing along his chest as she did this.
The moist heat from the humid air made them both slippery and sweaty, so Elliot had to literally peel Olivia's shirt off of her body. Elliot sucked in his breath as Olivia's breasts were exposed to him.
Olivia heaved in a sigh as Elliot just stared at her; "Is something wrong?" she asked self consciously.
Elliot snapped out of his daze, "god no," he said quickly reaching his hands out and grabbing her in his hands; "things couldn't be more right."
Olivia smiled up at him and pulled him down to her kissing him fiercely on the lips. Their tongues tore at each other, their lips smacked and their breath quickened. She felt him harden against her and she reached down to unbutton his pants; while she was doing this one of Elliot's hands found its way under the leg of her shorts, and his fingers began to explore.
Olivia shuddered and arched her back causing Elliot's excitement to rise. He reached up and looked into her eyes, making sure that she wanted this as much as he did. As with everything else in their lives they could read each other just by a look; when he stared into her wide brown eyes, he knew that they were both ready to take the next step.
Elliot slipped his fingers under the band of her shorts, pulling them down and her underwear along with it, she was now completely exposed to him, and once again he found himself just staring. He hadn't seen a woman, well a real one anyway, as perfect as her in his whole life.
"God, you are beautiful," he whispered in her ear as he lay down on top of her, his hand running along her side from top to bottom.
Olivia smiled, as the sensation of his hand hit her skin. She then reached her hands between them and tugged at his pants, loosening them enough so that she could slide them off. Elliot helped by kicking them off of his feet.
She then rolled out from under him onto her side, and placed kisses all along his stomach, leading to the part of his that was beginning to grow inside his boxers. He began to breathe deeply as he felt her breath along his midsection. Olivia felt his stomach clench, as she pulled down his boxer shorts, revealing him to her.
She traced lines along the insides of his thighs with her tongue. Elliot closed his eyes, enjoying the pleasure that this was giving him. She them kissed the part of him, that she'd been longing for, "Jesus Olivia," sighed Elliot as she took him into her mouth.
Olivia smiled and released him, kissing a trail up his stomach back to his face.
The two met again in a clash of harsh kisses, both reeling from the ecstasy of the moment. Elliot took control now and brought his hand down between Olivia's legs. She quivered in his arms as he placed his fingers in her, rubbing and touching all the right places.
"Elliot." she murmured into his ear, "I need you."
Elliot knew what that meant, and he knew that he needed her to. This wasn't just about one night in Mexico, this was about five years of looks, touches, glances, late nights; this was about everything they had shared and were about to share.
Elliot placed both hands on her hips and began kissing her neck fiercely. Olivia leaned her head back and sighed, he was in her now, and it felt perfect.
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"What were their names?" asked a voice from inside a dark room.
"Elliot and Olivia Stabler, I think they are what you need senor," replied another man.
"Katrina, have you ever heard of Elliot and Olivia Stabler?"
Katrina Winlock walked out of the bathroom and looked at her husband; "I don't think so, where are they from again?"
"New York miss, they said they knew you."
Katrina and Matt Winlock looked at each other in panic, "cops," said Matt finally, saying what they both knew.
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Elliot rolled off of Olivia, panting and sweating. Olivia's chest rose in and out quickly as she tried to catch her breath. They had just made love for the first time, and it had been amazing, so they were both contemplating what had just happened.
Neither of them could think of the words to say, Olivia looked over at Elliot and he turned and looked toward her; grabbing her in his arms, he pulled back up against his chest. "You're amazing," he whispered in her ear, breaking the silence.
Olivia turned to him, a look of fear in her eyes; "Elliot, we just."
"I know," he said chuckling, "I was there."
"Elliot this is serious," she said rolling away from him and standing up.
"I know it is Liv," he replied standing up and walking over to her. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her on the forehead. "I have wanted you for so long," he mumbled.
This made Olivia smile, and calm down, "Oh really?" she said looking up at him.
"Yes really," he replied.
Olivia sighed, "I guess part of me has always wanted you too."
"Oh really? And what part of you is that?" he asked kissing her along the neck.
Olivia took in a deep breath, she knew she shouldn't say it and ruin the moment but she did anyway; "the part of me that could forget that you were married and my partner."
Elliot sighed, "I'm not married anymore Liv." Elliot pulled away from her, put on his boxers and sat on the bed.
"But you are still my partner," said Olivia grabbing a robe and wrapping it around her body, "we could have just made a huge mistake."
"Is that really all you think that was?" he said almost angry pointing at the bed they had just made love on, "You think it was a mistake?"
"Yes, no, I don't know!" she screamed throwing her hands up, "I'm just tired."
"Come here," he said lying down on the bed and patting to the spot in front of him
Olivia sighed, she knew better but she was too tired to argue, and his arms look to inviting for her to want to.
Olivia lay down next to him and he wrapped his arm around her. The two fell asleep in each other arms, both comforted and scared by the feelings they were having.
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"What are we going to do Matt?" asked a frantic Katrina Winlock, "They are on to us."
"Maybe not," said Matt, "we knew cops would get involved eventually, that's why we faked our death remember?"
Katrina calmed down slightly, but she still needed more reassurance. "So what do we do now?" she asked.
"We do nothing, they think that we are just another couple that got abducted, they don't know we are behind it."
"So what? We just hide out until they leave?" she asked
"No, we do just what they want."
"What is that?" she questioned.
"We follow them, we kidnap them, and then we take care of the problem," he said an evil gleam in his eye.
