Chapter 11

Thank-you very much for those of you who have continued to follow the story. I write as a getaway, as my name might suggest. So the kind words I've receive have continued to encourage me, and I truly have enjoyed writing this story. We have about three(ish) more chapters to go!

Pelican Point Resort & Spa: Olivia's Room– 1:52 p.m.

Elliot dropped his sweats and briefs onto the floor, and made his way to the bathroom. Olivia was bent over the tub, testing the water temperature with her hand. Elliot silently walked over to her, and grabbed at the flesh sticking out from underneath the cheeky bottoms. Olivia chuckled and straightened up. Elliot's hands remained on her ass and his lips skimmed the skin on her shoulder.

"You really like these bottoms hey?" Olivia teased, pushing her hips back.

"No." Elliot said sternly, "I like what's in the bottoms."

Olivia turned in his arms. Jokingly she asked, "Just a hot piece of ass. Is that all I am Stabler?"

Elliot wrapped his arms around her lower back and clasped his fingers together. He furrowed his brow and looked into her eyes. He could see she was joking, but he didn't want her to ever think that.

"You never have, and never will be just a hot piece of ass." He said seriously. "Don't get me wrong, you are incredibly sexy. Your ass. and hips. and legs. And don't get me started on your breasts." Elliot smiled running his hands up her sides, brushing each body part to emphasize his point. "But the sexiest thing about you, is the incredible kindness you show, and generous heart you have. I have never met anyone as intelligent, independent, funny or compassionate in my entire life."

Feeling her emotions getting the best of her, Olivia faltered for a moment. She captured Elliot's lips in a deep kiss. One without fire, but with pure, raw love.

"Thank-you Elliot. I know you didn't just think of me as a piece of ass." Olivia smiled. She shivered, partially because of the cold, and partially from the weight of the words she'd just heard.

"C'mon. Let's get in." Elliot nodded towards the tub. Elliot moved to the tub, stepping in slowly to adjust to the scalding heat that Olivia had set it to. He gently lowered himself down before motioning for her to join him.

Olivia reached behind her and unclasp her bathing suit top. She let the fabric slide down her arms onto the floor and watched Elliot's eyes fixate on her breasts. Seeing his lips part slightly, Olivia ran her hands up her abdomen and over each breast, before dropping her hands to the black strappy bottoms. She turned away from him and lowered them to the ground, bending at the waist so her hands could follow them down. She turned to see Elliot smirking a classic Stabler grin.

"Something funny?" She asked stepping over to the tub.

Elliot held his hand out, helping her to settle between his legs. She moaned feeling the warm water engulf her tired, cold body.

"I left something out." Elliot said.

"Out of?" Olivia questioned, closing her eyes.

"My list of what makes you sexy."

"Oh really? And what was that?" She asked, settling deeper into the tub. Her eyes snapped open when she felt his hands traveling from her abdomen to her breasts. Elliot took each breast in his palms and massaged them gently.

"Well. I said your breasts. And I remember saying your ass." Elliot pushed his hips forward so his dick met her ass.

"Mhmm." Olivia moaned.

"And your hips." His hands traveled down, kneading each hip.

Olivia nodded.

"And I believe I mentioned your legs." Elliot's hands traveled down the tops of her thighs, and moved to her inner thighs while they traveled back up. He felt her legs open slightly and smiled against her neck.

"But I forgot to mention..." Elliot's fingers brushed through her folds and he bit down gently on her shoulder. He felt her take in a sharp breath. "How incredibly sexy you are..." Elliot pushed his middle finger through her folds and curled it while pumping slowly into her. His palm rubbed her clit gently. Elliot's other hand came up to her breast, pulling and massaging her nipple. Olivia closed her eyes and grabbed at the tops of his thighs.

Elliot added another finger and sped up his actions, putting more force into his palm.

Olivia moaned and bucked into his hand.

"I forgot to mention, how sexy you are, when you come."

Olivia's eyes shot open. Elliot smirked against her shoulder. Her eyes were full of fire and desire. The same eyes he had stared into so often while he came, were now locked with his through the bathroom mirror.

Olivia stared at him through the reflection of the mirror on the opposite wall. Olivia closed her eyes feeling his palm's rough surface pressing into her clit harder. She ground her hips against his palm, knowing release was so close.

Elliot felt her body's motions falter and, knowing she was close, put his lips on her ear. "Open your eyes Liv."

When she didn't, he let his tongue dance in the area behind her ear. In a deep whisper, he said again. "Open your eyes. Watch yourself come. It's incredible."

His deep voice hit her right at her core and she obliged. Opening her eyes, she made eye contact with him.

"Not me Liv. Watch yourself."

Olivia tore her eyes away from his and observed the state she was currently in. She was pushed into Elliot, her breasts peeking up over the water's surface. Her chest and cheeks flushed red, her mouth was open, letting tiny moans escape, and her eyes were hooded and heavy. She fought against the urge to close them again. She watched Elliot's tongue teasing her neck and his left hand playing with her nipple. The tipping point was seeing Elliot's left bicep flexing and twitching as his hand worked below the water's surface. Just as she felt the build come to a peak, she took one last look at her face. The pure ecstasy and pleasure radiating from her own eyes threw her over the edge, crashing hard into her orgasm. She slammed her eyes closed and grasped at the muscular thighs beneath her hands. She twisted and twitched in Elliot's arms, breathing rapidly, and groaning soft profanities into the steamy bathroom air.

Feeling her tremors start to subside, Elliot withdrew his fingers, earning him another buck from Olivia's hips. He wrapped his arms back around her abdomen and waited for her to relax fully against his chest.

"Holy shit." She finally whispered.

"You see why I love making you come."

Olivia blushed a little. "Well you are certainly good at it."

Elliot smiled a cocky grin and placed a kiss on the side of her head. They fell into a soft state of relaxation. Neither talking, but both completely content with the silence. When the water started to cool off, Elliot spoke.

"Should we go to bed?"

Olivia nodded. She slowly leaned forward, allowing Elliot to stand and exit the tub. She pressed the drain and stood, taking a lush white towel from Elliot's outstretched hands.

Shutting off all of the lights, Elliot and Olivia laid spooning, looking out at the moon on the lake.

"You were awfully quiet this afternoon. Anything bothering you?" Elliot asked quietly.

"No."

"No?" He knew it was risky to push.

"No." Olivia said, turning around to face him, "I am completely happy. I feel safe, and sexy, and... and... well, happy."

"That's good right?" Elliot smiled.

"Yeah. It's complicated though."

Elliot's brow furrowed.

"Keeping all of this a secret." Olivia explained, "I am safe and sexy and happy, because of you. And I realized today that I know what it's like to live without you, and what it feels like to live with you." She looked up at him, afraid her next words might be the last she says. "I don't want to live without you Elliot. I love you."

She tucked her head into his chest, savoring what might be the last few minutes with him. She felt his arms tighten around her back, and she heard him take a trembling breath.

"I love you too. From the day, we met. I promise, as long as you still want me, you'll never be without me."

Olivia's heart swelled and her stomach tightened know that eventually they would have to live without each other, but for now, they were in love, and no one could take that away from them. Well, maybe someone.