AN: I must confess that this chapter wasn't originally written this way. It was softer and no that explicit. But, now, years later, I took the liberty to re-write it. So now it is rated M. Hope you enjoy. If you don't like M stuff go ahead and skip this one and just imagine they spent their first night together. Don't forget this is just a memory of Liv. Reality will come back. Sorry.
D: Law and order and its characters are not mine.
CHAPTER 39. FOR YOU P2
We keep kissing until I need to withdraw a little to breathe. Which my longs thank, but his lips are quick to follow their trace down my skin towards my throat. I can feel my skin burn under the touch of his, and I hear my frenetic breathing. It's a powerful climax that makes me feel brave. My hands no longer tremble as they slide down his neck to his chest. MY fingers easily undo the buttons on his shirt and run the perfect lines across his strong muscles.
His hands take their own pad. They land on my hips and he walks towards me pushing me against the nearest wall. I direct his mouth to mine again. I can feel how it is as hot as mine. One of his hands flow up to my face and caresses me gently while the other slides around my waist pressing me against his body. And there it is, against my stomach, his firmness. I unconsciously stand on my toes noticing my heels are gone without the memory of when they left my feet. His hand leaves my waist slowly sliding towards my back. My concentration returns to his lips, they are as soft but firm. Just as determined as he is. His tongue plays with mine cautiously and it has become a slower kiss, but not less passionate. My hands slide down his naked torso, feeling the strength of his abdominal muscles until they reach his hips.
—Damn.— He expresses against my lips making me stop my actions. He separates from the kiss with some desperation in his eyes.
—What...— I ask trying to continue.
—Your dress is... stuck.— That's when I notice how he is pulling the zipper on the back of my clothes, desperately trying to lower it.
—Can I help you?— I ask him with a smile. This dress always causes me the same problem when I try to take it off. The zipper just gets stuck halfway. —It has its trick.—
—Please.—He whispers trying not to sound too desperate. Against my desire, I make him take a couple of steps back and I turn around to take the latch carefully and show him.
—Like this.— I explain as I raise it a bit and then slide it easily down. I immediately feel his hand withdraw mine.
—Let me.— he says to me in a tender way, and he lowers it slowly. He comes closer to me, removes my hear from my shoulder and kisses my neck while he takes me by the hip. My right hand goes up and back to his neck and I turn my face a little to be able to reach his lips again. He slides the straps of the dress slowly by my shoulders and lowers it by my arms. I help him to get rid of it.
He separates a little and I take the opportunity to turn around again. I see him take off his shirt and my body reacts on impulse approaching and hugging him tightly. I want to feel his warm skin against mine. I want to smell his aroma, I want to kiss him...
Between kisses and caresses we have reached my bed, it is incredible to feel the touch of our skins, it is something that my body is crying out for, I can not separate from his lips even though my lungs need it. I can't stop caressing his skin. I can't help my skin getting goosebumps as his strong hands touch my legs. I hear the sound of his belt buckle and I get up a little to help him undo it. In an agile and quick movement he gets up and gets rid of his pants and in the blink of an eye he is already on me again. My arms surround him in desire and my lips attack his neck. I can feel the power of his pulse under his skin. One of his hands manage to slide round my body holding me tight while the other reaches for the clasp of my bra. I really hope he has no problem with this one, and I'm glad to see how quickly it is gone. He lets me fall gently onto the mattress. His gaze focuses on me and mine on him. For a few seconds shame invades me, and I quickly raise my arms to my chest but he stops me.
—No.— He commands making my moves to stop. —I want to see you.— I know that my cheeks must be red, because the heat floods right up to my face. I try to relax and lower my arms at the level of my abdomen. As he watches me a smile is drawn on his face. He bends down again holding his wight in his arms as he brings his lips to the skin of my neck. He slowly descends until I feel his breath against my breasts. I find it difficult to breathe. I know that if I let out the air it will come out as a moan. And as soon as he captures one of my nipples in between his lips I let it out.
I decide to put myself in action. My hands slide down his waist until they reach his hips. I find the fabric of his boxers and I put my fingers in the elastic to lower them. He separates from me so he can get rid of them. I take care of lowering my own panties but he is faster than me. In what seem less than a second he is already stopping my hands and sliding the thin fabric down my legs. Every inch of my skin bristles instantly with his touch.
He gets up in front of me. I stare at him. The dim light only lets me see his outlined body. He seems taller than normal and somewhat stronger. I can feel his gaze fixed on me. My legs are sticking together as if my knees had a strong magnet. I feel the hot in my cheeks. My hand moves in search of the cover edge trying to hide myself. I see him smiling.
—No.— He commands again and I stop.
—I am getting cold here.— I say letting him know he should hurry. He climbs back onto the bed and approaches my side. He takes my face with one of his hands and caresses me tenderly until he reaches my hair where his fingers sink. I love that. I smile at him.
I stretch a little to kiss his lips, and with just the little touch the heat floods me again; even stronger than before. He takes me by the hip while I take care of intensifying our kiss. I feel how he is climbing up me again and I manage to stop him. My hand pushes his shoulder taking him down and I climb on top of him. I feel him smile against my lips and accommodate under me. Guiding my hips to fit in his. Our bodies molding perfectly together. He moves his head up trying to catch my lips but I move away stretching towards the night table. Trying to keep the little focus I still have in me I open the drawer and take out a condom. It is an act that I do more automatically than consciously. I am a detective of sexual crimes, condoms come tied to me. I give it to him and he nods.
—I do not want...— I try to explain. Not that I have to but he has to know that this action has no meaning of me not trusting him. —I'm not on the pill.—
—You don't have to explain.— He says crunching up to kiss me. I feel his fully erect member against my stomach and I lost it. He takes advantage of it and rolls us again making me fall on my back. We laugh together. He moves against me making my legs to separate enough to make the perfect space for him. His lips move down my neck and I think I am going to turn on fire. His hands move through the outside of my legs as his lips take their path to my breasts. My hands take life of their own and are enjoying of the muscles of his lower back making him closer to me. My hips roll up and I can feel him brush against my sensitive area. That is enough for him to understand how desperate my body is for his. His hand moves in between our bodies caressing my skin as it slowly slides down my belly. It finally reaches my crotch. His strong fingers manage to separate my lips and touch me oh so tender. He lets out a big mouth full of air against my nipple making me even wetter.
—You are so...- He mumbles against my skin.
—Yes.— I know what he wants to say. —For you.— His fingers start moving up and down my wetness making my hips roll up once again. As soon as he finds my clit he takes it in between his thumb and index finger and gives it a gentle squeeze. —Oh.— The mourns are coming out my throat by themselves.
His lips separate from my skin to climb up and find my lips. We kiss. Oh we kiss so deeply while his fingers keep their motion. His tongue takes the power of mine moving at the same path as his fingers. My hands hold so tight to his back. My lower belly start tickling announcing the beginning of my orgasm. I can't believe it. We are just starting this. We. Elliot and me. No, if I land it in thoughts it will be too much.
—Liv.— He whispers against my mouth as one of his fingers moves down getting inside me and, without giving me no truce, it moves inside me finding with ease the perfect spot. —Yes.— His voice is so low. I have stopped the kiss as my lips part from pleasure. His lips keep their job on my neck. A second finger joins the game and with some few more movements my body gives up. My legs manage to push up my hips as the orgasm takes over my center.
He smiles against my skin and leaves some soft kisses before leaving my body and separating from me. I try to get air into my longs as the orgasm fades away. I open my eyes and, once they adapt to the dim light, I look for him. He is on his knees looking at me. Smiling. I smile him back and, just as him, let my eyes explore his naked body. His hands move around and take the condom to open it. And my eyes follow his actions. I haven't had the chance to look at it. And, Christ, it is more than I've imagined.
I crunch up and help him with his task caressing his big hard member on the way. My hands keep their way up his sharp hips and pull him towards me.
—You are gorgeous.— He whispers into my ear as he pushes me down to the bed and settled on top again.
—You are not bad yourse...— I feel the tip of his cock push against my entrance taking away my words. —mmm—
—I love you.— He whispers as I see a tear shine down his cheek.
—I love you too.— I say back as my hands move to the back of his head. —Very much.— He nods taking his hand to clean the tear that has escaped my eye. We come together in a profound and tender kiss. I separate my head from the pillow a bit so I can sink my lips into his more strongly. He follows me and quickly captures my tongue as he pushes forwards inside me.
—Oh.— I can't help but moan breaking the kiss. It's incredible. I want to kiss him back but my concentration is focused on how slowly he slides inside me. —Oh.— another moan comes out of my chest as he stretches me. He stops and waits until I can open my eyes.
—Are you ok?— he says. The harsh way his voice leaves his body let me know he is enjoying this as much as I am. I nod and with my hand in his butt I encourage him to go all the way in. I am not gonna lie, I didn't expect him to be this big. But it doesn't hurt in a bad way. He keeps pushing his length inside and finally stops, filling me completely.
—Liv.— He says as he hides his face in my hair.
—I know.— I whisper as I let the feeling invade us. We are joint. Completely. Physic and spiritually. We are one.
A minute goes by as we shake the shocking and marvelous feeling away. I feel as he puts his weight up in his arms again making his penis slide out just a little bit. The feeling is overwhelming me. If he starts moving I am going to explode sooner than ever. I need to regain some control but his lips moving down to my breasts aren't helping. His tongue moves around my right nipple a couple times before taking it into his mouth. His hips move away sliding out of me and, just before withdrawing all the way out, he pushes back in slowly.
—Ell.— His name scapes my lips as a soft moan.
His mouth abandon my right breast to go pay attention to my left one. He sucks hard on my nipple as he keeps moving his hips at a now faster pace. My body reacts by itself. My hands clench to his back. My right leg hugs his hips and my pelvis stretches up trying to move at his pace. Hi strong hand rushes to my hip pressing it down making my moves stop. His mouth let out some words I can't understand against my wet skin. And his pace increases. His sharpen hips crashing against mine with each struck. He withdraws all the way out and the hand that was holding my hip manage to slide in between out bodies to reach for mi clit. Out breaths are so strong and in sync that I am not sure which is mine until he manages to elicit a scream out of me. His hand working my clit at the moment he pushes back inside me all the way and repeats it again and again until my body gives up. My feet land in the mattress as my legs start shaking. My eyes close as tight as they can. My pelvis pushes up against his. His hand abandons my center as it manages to keep him steady as he pushes inside me finding his own liberation.
TO BE CONTINUED...
AN: Hope you enjoy reading. Thanks always! Keep safe. And let me know your opinions.
