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Elliot was reaching for the door to the back seat of his suburban the moment his lips touched her's.

The kisses were frantic, and teeth scraped as they tumbled backwards into the large backseat.

He was on top of her, kneeling as best as he could while he reached behind him to shut and lock the door. Her hands were working on his belt, and then his button and zipper, and he moaned when she palmed him through his underwear.

"Ride you, I wanna ride you," she managed to get out as his lips attacked hers and he felt the cool air of the sitting car hit his bare ass.

"Mhm," he mumbled, maneuvering himself to sit and pushing his pants down to his mid thighs.

"Holy fuck, Elliot," she said when she finally saw him in all his glory, standing erect and rigid with precum dripping from his red and swollen tip.

He couldn't stop the proud smirk as he watched her kick off her boots and shimmy from her own slacks and underwear.

Once she got them down to her calves, an arm wrapped around her waist and, with strength he didn't even know he had, pulled her in one fluid motion to straddle his lap.

"Fuck Elliot," she gasped when his burning tip hit her obviously engorged clit.

"Jesus Liv," he muttered, leaning her back slightly with a firm grip on her hips so he could admire her sex.

Her mound was golden like the rest of her skin, and her dark hair was neatly trimmed into a short V.

She was glistening, and her throbbing and swollen clit was fully exposed from under the hood of her pussy lips, begging to be touched.

The arousal that was dripping from her coated his heavy and tight balls, and the base of his cock.

"You're bigger than I imagined," she whispered, and he responded with a sharp exhale as she wrapped her slender fingers around him. "Can't even hold you in my hand fully," she mumbled as stroked upwards slowly.

His hand slipped to her core, and she moaned when he brushed her clit with his large thumb.

"Elliot I need you to fuck me," she whimpered out, lifting her hips as high as the car they were in would allow.

The sight of him having to push himself forward to find her entrance was exhilarating and spoke to the true size of him.

I'm never going to be able to fuck another man… he's going to ruin sex for me.

When he made contact with her tight and slick hole, she gasped, slowly lowering her hips.

The initial stretch was painful, but it was the most delicious pain she'd ever experienced.

Both breaths were ragged as she pushed down past his tip, gasping for air before sinking lower to the half way point and letting out a high pitched moan.

I'm ruined.

Lifting up again slowly, she stopped when she felt the deep ridge that separated his bulbous head from his shaft.

His grip on her hips tightened, and if she wasn't so fucking turned on she'd smack that smug and cocky look right off his face.

The pressure on her clit built as she felt one of his thick fingers move over it in tight circles.

At least be a woman and take all of him before you fucking cum, Benson.

Her hands wrapped to the back of his neck and she squeezed tightly before allowing her legs to give out and slide down on him fully.

"Oh my fucking god Elliot Joseph," she cried out and his head fell against her chest as he breathed out a laugh at the use of his first and middle.

I think I'm done for. If he makes me cum first, he's stuck with me forever.

As if he read her mind, the stimulation on her clit picked up and she clenched around him, crying out.

"Elliot… El baby… yes Elliot mhm… Mhm right there ohmygod," she practically sobbed against his head as her back arched and she came hard and fast with a desperate cry for more.

He's stuck with me.

Breaking free from her grasp, he leaned his head back and watched her face drop in complete pleasure as she came around him, her walls collapsing around him in a vice grip.

When her grip released on him, she looked down to meet his eyes and began bucking her hips wildly.

He matched her thrust for thrust as their moans and the sound of their damp skin slapping filled the car.

"Olivia," he moaned, her name rolling of his tongue like molasses and making her clench around him tightly.

Say it like that again… please…"

"Olivia, baby… fuck… your pussy was made for my big cock," he grunted and she clenched harder.

He dirty talks too?!

"So tight and wet… able to take all of me," he said, a hand moving to cup her cheek as he dragged her mouth back down to his.

"God… you're sexy," he mumbled, increasing the speed on her clit as he worked to bring her to the edge for a second time. "So fucking sexy… if I had you at home I'd be worshiping every inch of you… would you like that, Liv?"

This man's bedroom voice… fuck.

"Yes… yes El, yes… f-faster… faster and harder please, El," she begged.

"You want more of me baby?" He growled and she nodded.

"Yes... baby please yes," she cried.

You sound desperate, Benson, quit it.

He gave in her request, both with the movement of his hips and his hand, and dropped the one that was cradling her cheek to her neck, applying gentle pressure.

Fuck it. Beg.

"Yes Elliot!! Tighter!!" she gasped and he tightened his grip a tad more as she came with another pleasure-filled scream that ended in euphoric laughter.

She felt him twitch inside of her as his thrusts upwards became more and more frantic.

A new found energy raced through her as she pushed his hand away from her clit and to her breast which he squeezed, choosing to allow his toned lower belly and the soft hairs of his happy trail bring her to her third explosion.

Her hands slid from the back of his neck to his cheeks, angling his head upwards to her and meeting his now dark blue eyes that we're trying to maintain masculine and composed contact.

She watched as his composure slipped when she kissed him and whispered into his mouth: "I want you to cum in me."

"Shit Liv," he rasped as she rocked her hips more quickly, her movements on her sensitive bud bringing her closer and closer to the edge.

Bet Kathy never begged him to fill her up like this.

"I wanna feel your hot cum in me, El," she whispered in a high pitched tone as her back arched and she barreled towards her third release.

She watched as his eyes squeezed shut and the movements of his hips increased, and with a loud and long groan that matched her hoarse scream, they came together.

"F-fuck El…"

"Liv… Liv shit…"

They said together as their foreheads met and their bodies stilled.

Always in sync.

Their combined panting was the only sound in the car now, and his hand moved from her throat to tangle in her hair, while the other cupped her cheek.

Lips meeting in a slow and passionate dance, he pulled back slightly and looked up at her.

"Night cap?" He whispered against her lips and she breathed out a chuckle.

"Mhm… but you're sleeping on the couch."

"Mhm," he mimicked, moaning when she pulled off of him and their combined juices spilled from her onto him.

"You've ruined sex for me," she whispered, sitting back on his thighs, just below his balls.

"Oh?" He questioned, moving his hand to caress her bare thighs.

"Mhm… you're stuck with me cause I'll never be able to cum with another man again," she said, and he closed the space between him, lips pressing to hers.

"Take me home," she said between kisses, and he nodded.

Her apartment was dark and silent, save for one light on in the living room.

They peaked in on their respective boys, before she made her way to her room to get changed into some leggings and an old sweat shirt.

He had a bag in his car he kept for emergencies, and went into her bathroom to change into his own sweats and T-shirt.

She was waiting for him on the couch when he came out, and he took a seat behind her, pulling her legs across her lap.

"You look sleepy," he whispered to her as she lay her head on his shoulder.

"Well… I'm 53 and you gave me 3 orgasms in 15 minutes," she said, leaving them both in silent laughter.

"I wanna cuddle you so bad," he said softly and she nodded. "Boys…"

"I know, I know…" he trailed off.

"Want me to give you a shirt that smells like me," she teased and he dropped his head to her chest, snickering. "I mean yes but…"

She moved his head back up, and hers to look up at him with a sleepy smile. "Go to bed," he nodded and she leaned in for a kiss, which he happily gave her.

"Tonight… Liv tonight was unreal."

"I never want it to end."

"I never want us to end."

"It's been 10 year and it hasn't ended," she said softly, tracing circles on his collar bone.

Stopping her movements by grasping her hand gently, she smiled at him. "You'll be here in the morning?" She whispered and he nodded. "If you'll let me."

"Sure," she smiled small before standing up. He kept a longing hold on her hand, that she eventually broke as she made her way to her room and settled into her bed.

The house went quiet and still again, and she began to doze, opening her eyes just a smidge when she heard his footsteps in the hall.

Her bed shifted with the weight of him as he crawled in beneath the covers and wrapped his arms around her. "I set an alarm. I'll be back on the couch by 7:30," he whispered.

Opening her eyes a bit more, she laughed at the numbers on the clock and rolled into him. "You lasted 10 minutes."

"Longest 10 minutes of my life," he said, nuzzling her and pressing his hardened member against her belly.

"55 and can bounce back this quickly? We're gonna have fun Stabler," she whispered.

Lots of fucking fun.

She woke around 7 the next morning to soft and sweet kisses being pressed to her neck and up her jaw bone.

Humming a sigh of appreciation, she nuzzled into him and gripped his shirt, sliding her hand down the hard planes of his stomach.

"Morning," he growled softly and she smiled, tilting her head so her lips found his. "Morning."

"Could get used to this," she whispered, dragging her hand to the waist band of his shorts, making him moan softly.

"Me too," he whispered, helping her shimmy him from his underwear.

"So hard already for me baby," she whispered seductively in his ear and he groaned quietly.

"Hasn't gone away since we went to sleep. Then I woke up and saw you snoring and drooling a little and holy shit, I almost came right then and there."

She giggled softly, stroking him slowly as she gasped playfully. "I don't snore or drool," she said, tugging his cock in effort to roll him on top of her.

With a moan, he obliged her and cupped her cheek, wiping a small line of dried spit from her face with his thumb, making her giggle harder.

His cock twitched between them at the sound, and he swore it was the best think he'd ever heard- her, under him and giggling in the early morning hours before their boys even thought about waking up.

"You gonna keep making fun of me or make love to me?" She whispered and he smiled, reaching down to push her panties away with a little help from her.

Their movements were slower than the night before; more intimate and loving.

He lay on top of her a few moments, enjoying the feeling of his hard member pressed between their bodies and his lips on hers.

"I hate to boost you ego anymore but Fuck El you're packing," she mumbled between kisses, undulating upwards for him.

"I can't believe you took me all like that," he mumbled as his hands trailed her curves and valleys. "That's uh… no one's been able to do that before."

Is he telling me he never fully fucked his wife of like 87 years??? We're revisiting that.

"Like you said," she purred, "I was made for you."

"Mhm," he said, finding her lips again and gently running his finger along her neck.

"You we're okay with that last night right? I'm sorry I just happened," he said as he trailed kisses to her ears and nibbled at her neck.

"God yes," she rushed out between a moan. "God yes I… I can't tell you how many times during interrogations, when you'd grab a perp and go all macho, that I wished it was me."

"Liv," he muttered, sliding himself a little lower so he could find her entrance and forget where he began and she ended.

Spreading her legs for him, he reached between them and ran his tip along her slit.

Suddenly needing to watch himself stretch her, shrugged the covers off of them and knelt back, lifting her calves to rest across his forearms.

The feeling was mutual, and she sat up on her arms as best she could to look down her body.

Lining himself up again, he entered her achingly slowly, inch by inch until their brown, trimmed hairs were touching.

"Baby," she whispered, moving her hands to his abs in effort to pull him flush with her again.

He smiled and slowly made his way down to her, until his weight was slightly crushing her. One hand slipped under her back and the other cupped her cheek to steady her for a kiss.

"I like when you call me baby," he said against those perfect fucking plump lips that curled into a smile. "I hate pet names but… I can't help myself."

"I love it," he whispered, slowly pumping into her, capturing her soft moans with his mouth.

"I love you," she admitted with a gasp as he sped up a little bit, and he smiled, sucking her bottom lip into his mouth.

"I love you," he replied, passion overtaking him as he sped up in a steady but quick and hard pace.

The sigh of relief she released rocked them both. "Been waiting 23 years to say that," she said in between his kisses, before he held himself over her slightly and quickened his pace.

Their eyes locked, full of love and pleasure, and he couldn't help but smile proudly as her moans increased.

"You good? Need more?" He panted, and she shook her head. "You're hitting everything just right baby," she whined softly as her orgasm built.

Just fucking right.

"Not gonna last long," he mumbled and she nodded. "Me either."

His forehead pressed to hers as their faces contorted with the beginnings of pleasure rushing through them.

"Gonna cum… gonna cum," he mumbled, forcing his eyes open to stay locked on hers.

"M-me… me… fuck El me too," she gasped as she began pulsating around him quickly.

"C-can I…" he trailed off when she kissed him.

"Always," she muttered before clamping down on him completely and arching upwards.

"Yes baby… yes…" she was desperately trying to be quiet and was failing miserably. Her voice suddenly went husky, spurring him on even more.

"Elliot….I wanna feel you baby," was all it took for his explosion to rock him, and filling her in three long and hard thrusts.

"Stay," she murmured, sliding her hands to his ass cheeks and keep him buried in her.

They lay still for several minutes, coming down from their highs and relaxing their breathing, before he pulled back a little and looked at her with a shit eating grin.

"You love me?"

The laugh that escaped her filled the room and warmed his heart. She nodded.

"Thought that was obvious."

They were on their third cup on coffee, sitting on the couch under a shared blanket and chatting quietly about life when they heard their boys stir.

Her feet were tucked under him and he had his hand across her knees.

She leaned in and they shared one last slow and soft kiss before pulling apart to separate sides and smiling as the boys emerged.

"Morning," Noah yawned, fist bumping Eli as they walked down the hall.

"Morning dude," he said in the same tone, ruffling his hair.

"How was the case?" Eli asked, sitting in the arm chair beside the couch.

"It was alright… tough but," he shrugged. "SVU usually is."

Liv nodded in agreement as Noah climbed up beside her and cuddled in.

"You guys can go back to bed if you're still tired," she said, brushing his hair back and looking to Eli. "It's only 8," she chuckled.

"I'm good," Eli nodded, already dozing and Noah nodded too. "Mhm," he said, snuggling into his mom.

El laughed and smiled at Liv who winked and turned on the TV, relaxing back with her boy.

When her phone buzzed, she smiled small knowing full well it was him, and picked it up.

E: I can't stop thinking about you

O: Now you know how I felt for four days.

E: Worth the wait?

O: Most definitely. ;)

She saw him smirk out of the corner of her eyes as their boys snores filled the room.

E: Wanna go again?

O: The boys…

E: Are asleep…

O: El…

E: Liv, baby…

E: Just come.

Her head shot over to him and as he held in his uncontrollable laughter.

Quickly sending a text back to him, she slid from Noah's grasp and then covered him and Eli with blankets before marching off to her room.

When he finally stopped his laughter, he checked his phone, only to have all the blood in his body rush to his cock.

O: By the time I get done with you, you won't be able to "just come" without me again.

O: And that's a promise.

Quietly following her to her room, he audibly gasped at her, naked, spread eagle, and teasing herself with a bullet while a line of toys lay ready beside her.

Shutting and locking the door, he shook his head. "Benson I'm already there," he said, pulling off his shirt with a stupid smirk before diving over her.

Picture the POV see with Flutura. You know the one.

TBC. Maybe. I have a lot of stories.