A/N: Ask and ye shall receive, NellWill4015.
He landed face first in her pussy, knocking her hands and covering the length of her slit with his mouth to make her whimper.
His eyes rolled to the side as he explored her briefly with his tongue, wandering across the aray of toys that laid beside her nude body.
"Olivia," he mumbled, gently palming his own, fast growing erection beneath him, "These are all yours?" He asked in disbelief
No I rented them. Idiot.
"Honey I've been single a long time," she said, slowly lifting up the dildo and moving it towards her core.
"No, no, no," he scolded lightly. "You're not single any more, so the only thing that'll be getting you off is me," he said seriously, knocking the toys the the ground and snatching one from her hand.
Good
"Not single?" She asked as he moved up her body to kiss her slowly.
"You already said you couldn't cum without me," he whispered and she grinned.
"And I don't think I want to," she whispered back as he laid beside her and sunk his hand down her body to her center.
He smirked against her cheek and expertly locked two fingers on either side of her clit as she breathed out a quiet sigh of pleasure.
He's good at this and he hasn't even done anything
The circling of her swollen bud for several minutes while kissing and sucking gently at her neck had her gasping and begging for more.
"Boys," he mumbled and she whimpered in response when he slipped two fingers into her slick folds and moved his thumb to her clitoris.
"El," she whined, rocking her hips into his hand for added pleasure.
"I can feel you," he whispered, mockingly, "how bad you wanna cum. How bad you wanna squirt."
Squirt? What? No, no, no that's impossible.
"N-n-n-no," she whined when the pressure on her gspot became faster and harder, and she clenched his fingers even tighter.
She'd never felt what she was feeling before, both physically nor mentally.
It was a high she'd chased in her 20s and 30s but never found.
This is happening
"I'm…" she trailed off, back arching upwards and eyes rolling back as she orgasmed around his fingers, letting out a silent cry of pleasure.
"That's it baby… that's it," he coaxed, "now finish. Like I know you want to."
He was hard as a rock and rocking against her with a little more vigor while his thumb let off but his fingers kept moving.
Fuck all this is really happening
She was hanging on by a thread, legs shaking and body convulsing as his hand that was cradling her body moved to cover her mouth.
"Let go, Olivia… let go," he growled into her ear, and she finally did, soaking his hands and everything else in her wake.
His forearm was burning, but he kept working her and she kept releasing until she managed to gasp out a quiet "stop," and he pulled his fingers free to gently cup her quaking mound.
That just happened
Releasing her mouth, she fell back breathless and in a coma-like state of euphoria. "You're so sexy," he whispered, gently running his thumb over her swollen and pouty lips.
My turn.
With the last ounce of strength she had, she rolled to her side and grasped him firmly, pumping as quickly as their position would allow until he exploded all over her hand and his boxer briefs.
"So good," she whispered, rolling to kiss him as he grunted through his orgasm while she milked him for everything he was worth.
"I love you," he mumbled.
You think you love me now, wait till you see this.
"I love you," she said, removing her warm and sticky hand from his pants and sliding it down her stomach, leaving a trail of cum, and placing it under his that still cupped her mound.
"Fuck Liv," he whispered as she pushed both of their index fingers inside of her, pumping slowly.
Mhm. Hooked.
"Need your cock," she asked suddenly.
"Gimme a minute," he whispered, attaching his mouth hungrily to her golden mounds, her moaning and the way she writhed against his still pumping hand and his mouth, springing him back to life.
Pulling off her peaked tit with a pop, he knelt up and pushed down his ruined shorts, kneeling between her legs and smiling proudly at her wrecked body and the wet spot under her.
Fuck he's big… I have to know….
He was pushing into her, stretching and making her gasp and tears rush to her eyes as he did, before she could even get her question out.
"You okay," he mumbled and she nodded.
"M-more…"
Best pain of my fucking life
He gave her more. He gave her all, until he was balls deep and she swore she could feel him in her abdomen.
"Shit you feel so good… so fucking wet. Drenched for me. You always this horny and wet?" He growled as he pulled out with a long and slow movement, bottoming out again.
"W-when I… fuck El," she gasped as her body jolted, "when I think of you."
"Yeah? You use to pretend that fucking dildo was me?" He asked, leaning over so he could speak directly into her ear as he kept his long and steady movements.
"U-uh… uh El m-more…"
"Answer me."
Absolutely not going to answer you.
His movements stopped on his outward thrust so that just his tip remained inside of her, and she gasped and pouted, desperately trying to more her hips.
"Answer me," he repeated.
You're stronger than this. Don't admit it.
"Because that tiny thing is nothing compared to me," he muttered. "I know you used to see it… hard and soft at work. I'd catch you looking at it and I know you'd wanna take it all. I knew you could take it all."
"El please I need you…" she begged.
"Answer. Me."
Am I an addict? I'm an addict.
"Yes I used to pretend it was you fuck Elliot," she exclaimed as he began pumping into her as fast as he could. "I used to pretending everyone was you. Fucking me into an orgasm when I knew the real thing would be better."
She was hoarse as she spoke and they both neared their edge again.
"So much better than I imagined," she said before biting his shoulder to stifle her scream as she came again, hard and fast.
He emptied himself into her and collapsed on top of her, gasping for air and trying to calm their bodies.
Her arms wrapped around him, as both his demeanor and cock softened, and he began to press soft kisses from her neck up to her lips. "I love you," he mumbled.
"I love you more," she said and he rolled them to their side.
"Wanna get a hotel next weekend?" He asked, gently and lovingly brushing her hair to the side and caressing her cheek.
"Yes… Noah actually has a weekend camp."
"Oh fuck yeah," he whispered with a grin.
They got cleaned up and changed her bed before laying on top of the covers for a nap. If the boys came in, it'd look like they'd fallen asleep chatting, which wasn't what Elliot wanted but, he would live.
When everyone had woken up, they spent the day together before going their separate ways to start the week.
Liv's mind returned to the gutter the minute he left and remained there most of the week leading up to their get away.
Thankfully, the week was busy and left not much time to ruminate on the lack of cock she was getting, settling instead for sweets texts and I love you's and I miss you's.
Friday however, was slow.
Slow.
And that question was burning in her mind. Burning.
So, around 10am, she broke.
L: I have a question I've been meaning to ask you
E: Hm?
L: Last week you said no one had ever been really able to take all of you
E: Yes
L: Are you telling me you never properly fucked your wife?
E: That's exactly what I'm telling you.
E: I mean I did but... slow and... different from you.
E: Now I'm thinking about fucking you
E: Whatcha doing
L: Thats unreal and we're going to need to talk more about that. I'm at my desk doing paper work.
E: Anyone there?
L: Yes, entire precinct lol
E: Fuckkkk.
L: I'll see you soon baby.
E: Not soon enough
She smiled and set her phone down, getting back to work.
He showed up at her office an hour or so before he was supposed to pick her up.
She was on the phone but motioned him in. Skeptically, she watched him shut her blinds and motioned for her to stand and she did, but still was confused.
Digging in his brief case satchel-
That's new
-he pulled out a small package, and she shook her head immediately.
He nodded and opened the box, putting in batteries and moving to stand in front of her.
"No," she mouthed at him.
Yes but I'm at work
"Yes," he mouthed back, unbuttoning and unzipping her slacks, reaching in to put the remote vibrator in place, before redoing her pants and taking a step back.
She shook her head again, giving him a look when he turned on the device.
Her body jerked and he smirked, shutting it back off. He left his bag in there and went out to hang out with Fin while she finished her call, turning the vibrator on and off periodically from his pocket.
He eventually made his way to the break room to grab some coffee, pulling out his phone when it buzzed.
L: Fucking stop
Smirking to himself, he replied with a kissy emoji and turned the device back on, increasing the speed.
L: Elliot.
It was a warning and he knew it, so he turned it all the way on low and returned to the bullpen.
Her door whipped open and she looked at him. "Stabler. My office. Now."
Amanda laughed out loud and he sheepishly made his way into her office, shutting the device off and hoping he hadn't gone too far.
She slammed her door behind him and looked at him desperately. "El I need to cum," she whimpered.
He smirked and leaned down to kiss her, shutting the toy off. "No."
"I have to go to one final meeting and I need to cum. I can't go in like this," she shook her head.
"You'll be alright and I won't turn it on."
"El," she pleaded, and he shook his head again.
He kissed her again. "Go to your meeting," he said, sitting on her couch with a smug look on his face.
"Fuck you," she mumbled pathetically, waking out to meet with her squad.
Playing on his phone, he periodically turned it on low and then high again.
When the meeting finished, and everyone had left their meeting room and then the precinct for the day, he slowly made his way to where she was still seated, shutting the door and crossing his arms.
She was sweating and beat red and she shook her head at him. He slowly reached his hand into his pocket, pulling out the remote, before walking around the room casually and leaning into her ear.
"Just come," he said, turning the device on high.
Her hands shot to the table and she white knuckled the edge, leaning back in the chair and letting her orgasm over take her.
He kissed her softly as she did, and when she'd had enough, he shut it off and gently wiped a drip of sweat from her forehead while she collapsed in her chair.
"Good girl," he whispered as her breath evened and she rolled her head towards him.
"Now come on, we have a 7pm dinner reservation and we still have to check in before then," he said, standing and heading to the door before turning back to look at her.
"And I'm not done with you yet," he winked, leaving her with a fresh rush of arousal.