*Olivia's POV*
Pure lust is taking over my body, I don't even try to stop Elliot when he leads me towards the interrogation rooms. I give a quick glance over my shoulder to make sure there wasn't too many people left in the bull pen this late. To my pleasure, there is only a few officers still wandering around.
"Guys, take the rest of the night off!" I yell, "we've had a good day! Get some rest."
The uniforms look up at me and smile, then begin wrapping up whatever it is they're working on.
I turn back and look at Elliot, winking at him. I grab his hand and continue our short walk to the interrogation room. I can't remember the last time I was this turned on by someone, and then it hits me. Only Elliot has ever had this effect on me. Just his voice gets me overly aroused.
I grab Elliot by his collar and push him against the wall, slamming my lips into his. I snake my hands around his waist and he puts his hands in my hair. I open my mouth and skim my tongue against his bottom lip. He eagerly allows me entrance and our tongues are fighting for power.
One of his hands travel to my breast, the other stays in my hair, pulling gently. I suck his bottom lip into my mouth and bite. He moans into my mouth and my legs almost give out.
Elliot yanks me around so I'm the one pressed against the wall and he's pressed against me. He lifts me up by my ass and I wrap my legs around his waist. I start fumbling with the buttons on his button down shirt and he lifts my black tee shirt over my head, leaving me in yet another black lace see through bra.
For a moment, I think about how this is my work place and I should stop Elliot before this goes too far, but I am far too aroused to stop now. My primal instincts are on high and I can't see straight. I have wanted Elliot to fuck me so hard I have trouble walking the next day for almost 20 years. And, now my fantasy was about to come true.
I break the kiss and lick my way down El's neck. I stop at the spot that makes him moan and I suck. He backs up from the wall and walks down the hallway a little further until we approach the last interrogation room, his favorite. He opens the door and walks in, while I am still sucking on his neck, leaving little marks. His breathing has become more rigid and I feel him through our clothes against my core. He thrusts a little and I moan onto his neck.
"Fuck, El," I moan as he pulls my hair.
"It's so hot when you say fuck," he whispers to me.
I continue to undo the buttons of his shirt and he sets me down on the table. I undo the final button and pull it off his shoulders. I am met by his beautiful, muscular chest and it arouses me even further. I continue to kiss my way down his body. I lick down his abs, painfully slow until I meet his pelvic bone. I hop off the table and kneel onto my knees. I undo the button on his jeans and yank them down, exposing a rock hard cock. I look up at him, shocked at the size of his member. He smiles down at me.
"El, we're really about to do this," I whisper.
"Do you not want to?" he asks.
"You have no idea how bad I want this, I'm just a little surprised it actually is happening," I confess.
Elliot pulls me up from my knees and kisses my collar bone.
"I want you to get all the attention tonight," he says in a low, sexy voice.
His hands go behind me and unclasp my bra. He slides it off my shoulders and I am left in only my jeans.
His mouth latches onto my breast and he laps my nipple into his mouth. I throw my head back at the pleasure. His hand finds its way to my other breast and he pinches my nipple between his fingers. I reach down between us, to his rock hard cock and run my thumb over the head. He pulls my hand away.
"You'll get it soon enough, baby, be patient," he growls in my ear.
All this pleasure was taking over my body way too fast. I need to get my head on straight and give Elliot the best sex he's ever had. After all, this is our first time together and I don't want to disappoint him.
Elliot pushes me back onto the table and his lips find mine. I deepen the kiss and claw at his chest. He puts a hand on my stomach and it gives me the chills. He lets his hand linger there for a long long moment and I begin to think something is wrong. I open my eyes and look at him, he is deep in thought. Just when I'm about to ask him whats wrong, he undoes the button on my jeans and slips his hand down.
I get even more wet in anticipation of how his fingers are going to feel inside of me. His hand was moving incredibly slow, he was teasing me. He finally reaches my core and his breathing hitches.
"Jesus, Liv. You're dripping wet," he snarls in my ear.
"It's what you do to me," I whisper.
He flicks at my lips and rubs his thumb around my clit. I let out a throaty moan and wrapped my legs around El's waist. He continued to tease me and it was killing me.
"El, s-stop teasing—" is all I could choke out before he slammed two large, long fingers into me.
"Ahhhh, Elliot," I moan as I latch my lips onto his trying to muffle my moans. He curls his fingers into my g-spot and I can't believe this is finally happening. Elliot Stabler is fingering me, in my interrogation room. I break the kiss and throw my head back, moaning.
"I've never heard such a sexy moan," he whispers as he pulls my jeans down my hips. I lift my ass off the table so he can more easily discard my jeans. He pulls off my shoes and socks, then my jeans. I am left only in my black lace thong.
Elliot grabs my left leg and licks up my shin. Then from my shin to my knee. And, from my knee he goes ever so slowly up my inner thigh. Right as he gets close to my core, he licks back down towards my knee. I can hardly take the teasing anymore. He moves back up towards my dripping center and I feel his hot breath on me, through my wet panties. My breathing quickens in anticipation.
"Oh, my god, El," I squeal as his tongue slides up and down over my panties. I wish he would stop teasing me already.
I grind my hips against his face, trying to get more pleasure through my panties.
"Elliot, I can't take this teasing," I whisper, trying my best to sound in control.
He smiles up at me and happily obliges. He rips my panties completely off my body and slams two fingers into me while latching his mouth onto my already sensitive clit.
"Oh, my fuck, Elllllllliot," I moan as his fingers work their magic and his tongue laps at my clit in heavenly motions.
"Babe, you taste so fucking good," he praises me.
He sucks, nibbles, licks, fingers, and continues to pleasure me while I just lie there, moaning. I begin to see stars and know my orgasm is not far away.
"Let go for me, cum screaming my name, Olivia," he says in between licks as he curls his fingers into my g-spot and I scream his name as my body rides out its first orgasm.
I grab his short hair and pull him up.
"Get inside me, now," I whisper in his ear as I graze my hand over his hard penis.
"I'd be happy to," he says back, against my neck.
As much as I want to lie here and just let Elliot fuck me into tomorrow, I need to make this good for him. My mind wanders back to El telling me about his fantasy about bending me over a table in the interrogation room. I push him off me and he looks at me confused. I simply kiss him, and turn around.
"Oh, my fuck, you're making my fantasy come true," he growls in my ear as he take a handful of my hair in his fist then pushes me onto the table with force.
He yanks my head back so my back is arched and without warning, Elliot pushes into me.
I scream out in pain mixed with pleasure at how full he fills me. He gives me no time to adjust before he begins pumping in and out.
"Liv, you are so fucking tight," he moans.
"Ahhh, harder, El, fuck me harder."
"You do like it rough, dirty girl," he growls in my ear as I begin to meet his thrusts as he quickens his pace.
My breathing becomes rigid, my moans turn into screams and Elliot continues to fuck me senseless.
"Deeper, El, I want to feel you deeper," I scream. I feel my core tightening around Elliot's cock and I know my second orgasm is coming stronger than the first one.
He listens as he continues to pound into me. The sound of our skin slapping together and our sweat mixing with each other is something I have imagined forever, but I never imagined it this good.
"Liv, cum for me," he growls in my ear as I let go. I ride out my second orgasm and realize I'm exhausted but still want more.
Without warning Elliot pulls out of me and I gasp at the emptiness I feel with him gone. He doesn't have to tell me what he wants, I already know.
I turn around to face him and grab his arm, forcing him onto the table. I climb on top of him and line him up with my entrance. I lower myself onto his large cock and moan as I begin to ride him. He watches my face and cups my ass as I make circles with my hips.
"Faster, Liv," he winks at me.
I begin to move up and down on his shaft, almost completely off his dick then all the way back down as I twerk on him. He lifts his hips to meet me and I throw my head back in pleasure at how deep he is penetrating me. His hand goes down to my clit and begins to rub, I moan and he moves his hand away. He shoves two long fingers into my mouth and I suck them, hard. Twirling my tongue around his fingers. This excites him even more and he bucks his hips into me, causing me to moan onto his fingers. He pulls his fingers away from my mouth as I grin at him.
"If you suck my fingers that good, I can only imagine what you can do with this cock, baby girl," Elliot moans as I begin to ride him faster.
"El, I'm gonna cum again. Come with me," I moan.
Elliot flips us around so he is on top of me, my back on the cold steel table. He pounds into me a few more times before my walls clench his dick too hard and he can't move.
"Fuck, Liv, I'm cuming," Elliot screamed as his hot seed spilled inside me, and I rode out my last orgasm.
"El, I love you," I whispered in his ear as soon as I caught my breath.