Her first impression did not go well. She had tripped over her words and looked totally unprofessional in front of her boss but it wasn't the case that had rattled her it was the way he said her name, the way he had stared her down. She could feel something radiating off him. She'd not been instantly attracted to someone that intensely in years and she felt herself blush as she spoke. He must have seen, he walks off and she feels a fool, snapping at Nick and blaming him for her having embarrassed herself in front of this man.
The stupid arrogant cheeky son of a bitch.
It's HER office yet he made her walk out to answer the phone? Who does he think he is acting like she is in the wrong for a family emergency. Probably doesn't have any kids. What women would want to be around him long term?
Why is he standing so close to her now? Holden's parents are in the room next door trying to help them find their son. Her and Dodd's are watching through the mirror and all she can think of is the heat radiating off him and it's making her arms goosebump. She runs her hand up and down her lower arm on display pretending she was cold and that she was trying to warm herself up.
She couldn't take it any longer, she had to move away from him. She avoids his eyes as she walks past him and into the room to speak to Holden's parents.
Dodds doesn't move to follow her or leave her office when she goes. Instead he watches her through the window, she's bent over the table right in front of him to talk to the parents and then she turns around, her mouth slightly open and he wasn't paying attention to what was being said because he was busy picturing her bent over for him.
Clap. Clap. Clap.
Liv turns around to see the source of the noise and there he is again. That infuriating, demanding, sexy - no liv!
"Great speech. Even better headline" he says dramatically as he drops the newspaper open in front of him.
She looks away knowing he's here to tell her off yet again. Why is the chief dropping in this much? Is he lacking confidence in her work that much? Maybe he's here to see you?
"Sergeant Benson. Your office"
She wants to groan for two different reasons. She dreads the row she is about to have but the way he says that hits her right between her thighs, she wonders if he's this demanding in bed? She wasn't normally one to hand over control in any part of her life but for him she thinks she might be willing to throw that out of the window.
By the end of the day she was done for. They hadn't stayed too late and her sitter knew not to expect her back at any reasonable time so she decided to cross the street to the bar that they often frequented.
She was sipping on her beer in her own world when she felt someone take the seat next to her. She didn't turn to look at them, the last thing she needed right now was small talk or to be hit on.
"I'm surprised to see you here Sergeant Benson. I thought you'd go home to be with your son"
She chokes on her beer when she hears his voice. What the hell was he doing here? She wipes the beer from her chin that was dribbling down and pushes in back into her mouth sucking on her thumb. When she turns to face her boss she sees him watching her lips intensely and she smirks.
He notices the smirk and realises she must be watching him watch her and it brings him back to the present.
"Chief Dodds. To what do I owe the pleasure?"
"I was just here with some friends. Thought I'd pop over and say hello"
"Oh"
She turns around to watch the men in suits standing around at a table laughing. They looked out of place here with their expensive suits but she wonders if they came here to remember their roots. The way Dodds talks to her she doesn't think he remembers ever not being the boss.
"Can I get you a drink?"
Her brows furrow as she turns back to see him pointing at her half empty beer. Why was he offering to buy her a drink? Why was he sitting here with her at all?
"Uh yeah ok sure. I can have one more I suppose"
"If you get pulled over for drunk driving, don't worry. I've got the cuffs"
He winks at her and she raises her eyebrow but he has turned away from her to flag down the bartender before he sees her response. She puts her beer bottle to her lips and takes another swig and smirks into it to try and hide her smile. He was really here at a bar hitting on her. Interesting.
They'd gotten on much better than she had expected. She'd made that drink and a half last much longer than if she were alone and he hadn't gone back to his friends at all. He had sat there and joked with her and very surprisingly he had made her laugh.
There was a lot of flirting going on, he had started it and she had matched and now her hand was on his leg and they both looked at it and then to each other.
"Do you need to be home soon, sergeant?"
"I could go a few more hours"
He raises a brow and smirks.
"Cop stamina"
"Mm. Wanna find out?"
She moves her hand off his leg and jumps down off the bar stool, collecting her bag and coat off the back of the chair.
"Meet me at my car around back in ten minutes"
She winks as she walks out knowing she doesn't have to wait for a reply, he'll be there. She pulls out her phone from her pocket and calls Lucy to check in, she feels bad for lying and telling her she's at work for another few hours but what other time does she have? She is sure Lucy would babysit for a date but she didn't want to tell her he was just going for a booty call.
"Noah is fine Liv, you take your time"
"Thanks Lucy. I owe you"
She feels guilty as she hangs up the phone and jumps in her SUV but not guilty enough to not drive across the road to the back of the bar where Dodds was now waiting for her.
"Someone's eager" she teased as he opened the door and jumped in the front seat.
"Just didn't want anyone to see us is all" he tries to play it off but damn right he's eager. There wasn't a man that had met Olivia that hadn't had something to say about her. He knew it was his lucky day.
"Sure"
She puts the car into drive and pulls around to the main road.
"Which way? Noah and the sitter are at mineā¦"
"No worries. Left"
He'd have been quite happy to have her right there in her car even if he'd probably pull a lot of muscles and potentially break something but he's thankful they get to do it in the comfort of a bed if he was being honest so he directs her back to his place.
They don't speak much on the drive over to his apartment. As much as they both wanted this they knew it was wrong so silence seemed the better option so that sense didn't kick in.
He tells her to pull into his parking space in the garage, his car was still at the bar and he'd have to get up extra early to get a cab to it in the morning but it was a small price to pay.
She starts to wonder if this is a bad idea on their way up in the elevator. Her eyes flicker over to him and he's busy watching the floor number display rise until they reach his floor. He leads the way out and she checks her watch, she can still get back to her apartment in half an hour. Not make this crazy mistake. But she doesn't turn around. She follows him into his apartment and watches as he takes off his jacket and slings it on a coat hook and loosens his tie.
"Please, make yourself at home" he says when he turns to see her still standing by the door with her coat on and her hands in her pockets.
She nods and takes off her coat, turning to hang it up where he had just placed his. When she turns back around she can see he has rolled up his shirt sleeves and she gulps. Ever since Elliot that had been a weakness of hers.
"Can I get you a drink? Wine? Whiskey?"
"I'll take a wine thanks"
She didn't wanna sit there and make small talk and drink wine. Her bottle was going with every moment she spent in his apartment so she started walking around, taking in his surroundings to distract herself. It was a nice place for a guy, she wondered if some ex wife had decorated before she had left? Maybe he paid someone to do it. There were photos on the walls and statues on a side table, not something she'd ever seen in a bachelor pad before.
"Come, take a seat"
She walks back to the sofa where he has sat down with both of their drinks in his hand and she takes her wine from him. Her arm is against the back of the sofa and he is turned in to face him.
"I'm surprised you're sitting and offering me a drink. Does that cocky attitude end when you leave work"
He laughs at being called out and takes a sip of his whiskey before placing it on the table and turning to face her.
"I was trying to be polite"
"Don't be," she whispers.
So he takes her wine from hand and places it on the table next to his.
When he looks back towards her he reaches straight for her cheek to pull her in to kiss him. Olivia's eyes slip closed just before his lips touch hers and as soon as they do she can tell his attitude is back. His hand moves from her cheek to the back of her head to pull her closer as his tongue explores her mouth.
He pushes himself up and towards her and she lets herself fall back against the arm of the sofa. She rearranges herself so her left leg is between him and the back of the sofa and the other one has her foot on the floor making sure she doesn't slip off.
Her hands grip his biceps as he holds himself above her. She can feel them tensing and is impressed just how solid they feel.
Dodds lowers his bottom half to press between her spread legs and she pushes herself up to meet his growing bulge. She wraps her leg around him until they're dry humping on the sofa and his full erection pressing against her clit is the only relief she's getting.
"Shall we take this to the bedroom?" He whispers in her ear and he prays she says yes. He's way too old to be making out on a sofa, never mind fucking on one.
"Yes" she answered just as thankful he offered her a bed to lay down on.
He pushes himself off her and she's surprised when he offers her a hand to help her up off the sofa. He wasn't such a gentleman during their work hours.
He leads the way to the bedroom, keeping hold of her hand until they are standing next to the bed and he moves his hands to undo the buttons of her blouse. While he works on her top she kicks off her heels so she's finally shorter than him and their hands meet at the buttons to trousers. She pushes them all the way down, taking off her socks along with them and then she's standing in front of him in just her underwear.
Dodds takes a step back to admire the sight before him as she stands with confidence in barely any clothing.
"Like what you see Chief"
"Very much"
He pushes her back towards the bed and she sits down shuffling back until she is sitting in the middle.
"I think it's time I showed you who is in charge. Knock that stubborn attitude right out of you"
"What do you have in mind?" She asks, raising an eyebrow.
He grins and leans down to the drawer in his bedside table to pull out a pair of handcuffs and she nods so he crawls on the next in front of her and she shuffles backwards and lays her hands behind her head towards the metal headboard so he can put the cuffs on.
He leans over her and closes the cuffs around one hand, brings it around the metal frame and cuffs the other hand. Her body tingles with anticipation as he ties her up. She'd done it before, many years ago but it had resulted in more laughter than anything else but she trusted it wouldn't be like that with Dodds. It would be the power play it was meant to be.
"If it gets too much just let me know"
"Ok"
She trusted him. Even though she barely knew him, she trusted him.
He moves his body back down so he can kiss her and she automatically goes to grab his body and the metal cuffs clank against the bed frame and he chuckles.
"Failing already Benson?"
"Never"
He grins and moves his mouth down to her jawline, kissing along it to bite her ear as his hand strokes up her side. It makes her want to flinch but she tells herself to not shake the cuffs again, he wasn't winning. His lips reach her breasts the same time as he hands and he pushes the cups of her bra down to tease her nipples. He has one in his mouth, sucking and nipping at it and the other between his finger and thumb. He alternates between them giving them equal attention and eventually Olivia lets out a deep growl that makes his dick twitch.
"Please" she begs and she hates herself. She was so sensitive on her nipples that she thinks he might make her cum from touching and sucking them alone and she can't have him thinking he can get her off that easily so the lesser of two evils is to beg for him to touch her first.
She can feel him grin as he continues his kiss trail down her stomach and god she hates this man but as he gets closer and closer to her pussy she can feel how embarrassingly wet she is for him. Her hips buck against his face as he teases her by kissing along the top of her underwear and along the very top of her thighs so close to her that she can feel the heat against her.
"Do-hmmm"
She had started to say his name but turned it into a moan refusing to give him the satisfaction of begging again. Yet.
He slips his fingers into the top of her underwear and pulls them slowly down to reveal her soaked lips. He flicks her underwear over his head and she spreads her legs so he's kneeling between them.
Liv holds onto the headboard trying to resist the urge to get her legs and wrap them around his head and pull him forward so that his mouth is where she needs it. He watches as she bites on her lip and he knows she's trying to not give him the satisfaction and he grins. Not having the strength to make her wait any longer anyway, he leans down and pushes his tongue between her folds and licks upwards from her entrance to her clit and with his tongue now full of her juices he sucks on her clit. She lets out a loud moan and arches her back, the cuffs clinking against the bed frame.
"Fuckkk" she moans just as he thinks the same.
"You taste so good" he says before licking her clit and sucking again.
"Do you?"
"Oh don't worry Benson, you'll find out soon enough"
She thrusts herself against his face as the thought of his dick in her mouth makes her squirm so he grabs her thighs, pushing them open and holding her legs down as he chooses the pace. He holds out his tongue teasingly just out of reach and she tries again to get him to touch her.
When she gives in and stops struggling, finally admitting this was going to go at his pace he moves his mouth back to her and flicks his tongue in a circular motion over her clit. She tries not to move her body too much but instead tells him how much she liked what he was doing through her moans and pants of "yes".
"Use your fingers" she tells him as she feels herself getting closer.
He moves his mouth away and takes his two fingers and pushes them in and out of her just to enjoy the whimper every time her pussy stretches around them. His dick strains against his clothes as he watches her stretch around him and the glisten of his fingers from her cum.
"Is this what you want?"
"No"
He laughs and keeps his fingers inside her, moving them painfully slowly in a thrusting motion. It was better but she was still about to scream.
"This?"
"No!"
He moves his mouth back to her clit and uses his tongue on her as he moves his fingers a little faster inside her.
"This?"
"No"
Her breathing was quickening with the sensation of both but it still wasn't enough. He presses against her harder with her tongue and bends his fingers slightly inside her and before he can ask again she's screaming out.
"Oh god yes that. Just like that"
Her back arches and she holds onto the headboard and when his free hand runs up her stomach to pinch her nipple between his thumb and forefinger she screams. It isn't long before the sensation of all three things at once has her eyes rolling back in her head and her thrusts become more erratic.
"Oh god.. Fuck. yeah just like that"
She clamps her thighs around his head holding him in place as she starts to come. She feels a gush come from inside her as her walls clamp around his fingers and he sucks on her clit as she comes and she cries out over and over until it becomes too sensitive and she has to let her legs drop open for him to move back.
"Fuck" she whispers again as she tries to catch her breath. Her eyes are still closed but she knows he's watching her with a cocky grin and she refuses to give him the satisfaction of knowing the look that's on his face. Only when she feels the mattress shake as he stands backwards off the bed does she see them to watch him undress.
"You gonna let me out of these?" she asks, hitting the cuffs against the headboard's bar that they're wrapped around.
"Oh no Sergeant. I'm just getting started"
Against her better judgement she groans at his words as he now stands naked in front of her stroking his dick. He watches her on his bed, fully submissive for him and his dicks wants to explode already.
"Turn around"
She tries to turn but it's much harder than she first thought it would be so he crawls on the bed and grabs her hips to help her. Flipping her onto her stomach and then pulling her onto her knees. She pulls against the cuffs and groans, dropping her head as she remembers she can't move and all she can do is wait.
Giving up control in the bedroom wasn't something she usually did, she liked to tell the men she went with what to do or not to do and she couldn't believe she was totally powerless and on her knees waiting for a man to take charge of her. The thought made a flutter between her legs and she moaned just at the thought of him grabbing her and taking her as he pleased.
He laughs cockily at her moan and grabs a handful of her ass appreciatively.
"Nice ass youve got here Benson. Gunna let me put my dick in it next time?"
"Mhmm" she moans and she can't believe she just agreed to do this a second time. Who was she kidding though, she'd do this another 100 times.
"Good Girl"
Patronising ass.
She lifts her head up and turns around to tell him to do something, anything, but as soon as her eyes connect with his he pushes himself into her and both of their eyes flutter closed.
"God, you feel even better around my cock. You're so wet. So tight"
She clenches her pussy around him and he groans in appreciation as he thrusts into her. He wastes no time teasing her now. He was barely holding himself together, already worrying he was going to wake up and this all be a very wet dream.
"Mmm" she moans, lowering her body down so her nipples are scraping against the blanket every time he thrusts into her.
"I wanna watch you come again, this time I wanna feel it all over my cock"
She pulls again against the headboard even though she knows she can't move, she wanted to touch herself as he fucks into her because she hates that it's all going to be down to him when she comes again.
"Touch me" she tells him eventually when she can feel her body begging for more yet knowing she won't be able to help herself along.
One of his hands moves from her hip forwards until its pressing against the bundle of nerves that make her groan loud again.
"I'm going to make you cum again and then how are you ever going to look at me in front of all those people at work tomorrow knowing ive had you like this?"
"Fuck you"
"Do you want me to stop?"
"Fuck no"
"Then i'd watch your language"
She bites her lip not trusting herself to shut up otherwise. She can feel her body reacting to his touch and the last thing she wanted was to be brought this far and him walk away.
"And when you try to argue back you can think of me buried deep inside you and how you're shutting up now aren't you? Not arguing back now are you?"
She growls in frustration but his taunting was turning her on more than she cared to admit. She pulls against the cuffs again and she hears him laugh from behind her.
"I fucking hate you"
Instead of stopping he thrusts harder into her.
"What was that?"
"I fucking.."
she has to stop to hold back a groan.
"..fucking - fuck"
she's gripping onto the metal bar now as he takes her hard from behind.
"Hate"
She can feel her body betraying her as she starts to orgasm, his fingers pressing harder against her clit in rhythm with his thrusts.
"Spit it out Sergeant"
"Hate you" she barely gets out of her mouth before she is crying out, her knuckles turning white as she holds the bar between both of her hands as she tightens around his dick. When she starts to calm down she waits to feel him come inside her but instead he pulls out and she goes to ask why but he is already flipping her over instead.
She lays on her back and watches as he takes his dick in his hand and strokes it as he kneels above her.
"What I want from you, Sergeant Benson, is the next time you want to mouth back to me, remember what happened here tonight. Who was in charge"
He looks at her laid out below him, her legs still spread and her mouth hanging open slightly and he can't take anymore. His head drops back as he empties himself all over her stomach and pussy and she groans. She'd normally be pissed if a man did that to her but she liked the way he tried to dominate her because he wasn't doing that at work even if he was the boss.
"Yes Chief"
When he unties her a few moments later he takes her hand in his and holds them above her head as he kisses her.
"I need to go" she tells him, she didn't know what the time was but she knew they didn't have time to do this again.
He sighs, not annoyed at her, just sad that their time together is over so quickly. He watches her get dressed as he lays on the bed still fully naked.
When she is dressed she sits on the edge of the bed and places her panties into his hand and she holds his hand close around them as she speaks.
"Next time you wanna come into my office playing mr big man, just think about if you want this again of if these panties are going to be your only reminder"
She winks and places a quick kiss on his lips and he is chasing the kiss as she pulls away.
Touche Benson.
