*Olivia's POV*
Elliot hardly gets me through the door of my apartment before his hands are all over me. He is behind me, his hands groping my breasts, and my door is still open. My nipples harden beneath his fingers and I can feel him breathing down my neck. I lean back, pushing my ass up into him slightly so I can reach the door to close it and feel his already bulging member.
I grab his hand from my chest and lead him toward my bedroom. His other hand is still toying with my nipple through my bra, leaving me wanting more. He closes the door behind him and I snap the light on. I immediately reach for his belt, wasting no time. I begin undoing it slowly and then unbuckling his trousers. I let them fall to his ankles and I kneel down. I let my fingers slightly graze over his covered cock and his eyes close in pleasure.
I remove his boxers, push him back against the wall and take all of his hard dick into my mouth, without warning. I hear him gasp and moan all at once and I look up at him, into his eyes. For a second, I thought he was going to lose it and cum right that second but he regained control. His hands find their way into my hair he begins thrusting his hips to me, sending his cock further down my throat. He tugs on my hair and my eyes water from the deep intrusion, but I am amazed at how turned on I am by this act. Its not something I would usually do, but I'm glad I decided to with him. As he thrusted more I gagged and this just turned him on ever more. He pulled his dick out of my mouth, cursing, but I knew he wasn't complaining.
"Fuck, Liv! You can't give me head like that if you want me to last for the good stuff!" he laughs and I just pout at him. Then, I place my hand on his cock and begin stroking. I lean up and swirl my tongue around his head and then up and down the shaft. His breathing picks up and I know I'm doing good. I gently bite the head and he moans. I continue to place little licks on the head of his beautiful penis and look into his eyes as I do this. It drives him crazy and I can tell he's going to cum.
I take his dick in my mouth and hot liquid seeps down my throat. I stand up and smile at him, he's staring at me, dumbfounded.
"What?" I smirk.
"I've never got off from getting head before," he admits, "and I didn't think you'd swallow."
"Mmm, I actually never have before. I usually opt out of the whole oral thing," I admit as I grab him by his cock and walk him to the bed, him getting hard again in my hand.
"You continue to surprise me, Benson," he moans.
"I like it that way," I say, latching my mouth onto his. Even though I am completely dressed still, even in my shoes, I don't mind. I find it kind of hot, even. That he is so turned on by me, even when I am covered.
I take this moment to lift my shirt over my head, my eyes never leaving Elliots. Then I remove my bra and his eyes travel down my skin. I lean back into him and kiss him once again.
I deepen the kiss and he pushes me onto the bed. I pull his bottom lip into my mouth and bite down. He grabs my wrists and pulls them over my head, pinning me down. He grabs my hip quickly and I feel pressure around my wrists and then a noise. I open my eyes and look up. He handcuffed me to the bed with my own handcuffs.
I slightly begin to panic as a familiar feeling washes over me. Lewis. El can tell something is wrong, as he looks deep into my eyes.
"Talk to me, Olivia. What just changed?" he asks, full of concern.
"I-I haven't really had handcuffs on me si-since Lewis handcuffed me t-to a bed," I say, as a tear rolls down my cheek.
"Liv, I'm so sorry. I just thought it would be hot to have you restrained. I'll take them off," he says, as he wipes away the tear.
"No," I whisper, "lets try this, I trust you."
"You sure?"
"Yes," I say, although I've never been more unsure of anything in my life, but I trust Elliot to make this pleasurable for me.
He smiles at me, leaning in. He moves my head over so he can kiss my neck. He finds my spot immediately and earns a moan from me. I feel him smirk against my neck and goose bumps form on my skin. He continues to move down, to my breasts. He takes one in his hand and flicks my nipple between his fingers. He takes the other in his mouth, making it fully erect. He continues to suck and lick as I continue to soak my panties. Mmm, the things this man does to me. He kisses down my stomach, ever so slowly and I wish I could use my hands to push him down where I want him.
"El, I want to touch you," I moan.
"Thats the point, this is going to make it more pleasurable for you," he says before he undoes the button on my jeans with his mouth. I feel like I have a lake between my thighs, I'm so wet. There'll be no question just how much he turns me on when he sees this.
He continues to remove my pants with his teeth and I watch how sexy he looks. His beautiful eyes looking in mine, his hands running over my thighs. I try to help him get my jeans off faster and he gets the point. He yanks them off the remainder of the way and kisses up my legs.
"El, baby?" I moan.
"Yes?" he says.
"Fuck. Me. Now."
"Patience," he replies as he removes my panties, revealing my glistening, dripping pussy.
His breathing hitches.
"Still wanna be patient?" I ask as he spreads my legs wide.
He didn't answer, instead he placed a long lick along my slit causing me to moan.
"Fuck, Liv, you taste so sweet," he whispers before diving into me with his tongue. He sucks on my clit until I swear I'm seeing stars.
"E-El, babe, I need you to f-f-fuck me," I say.
He continues to lick me.
"Okay, Liv, just tell me when you want me to stop this," he grins and then he continues to lick at my womanhood.
"Ohhhh, El, I'm going to fucking cum," I scream.
"That doesn't sound like 'stop' to me, Benson," he says.
I look down at him when I don't feel his tongue on me after a moment. He is resting between my legs, on his elbows.
He is looking up at me, smirking.
"Elliot Joseph Stabler, why are you doing this to me?" I cry out.
"Because, Olivia, I want you to tell me what you want. And then maybe I'll allow you to cum."
His words turned me on even more than I already was. I bucked my hips toward him, trying to meet his face.
"Use your words, babe," Elliot tells me.
"Elliot, I want you to lick my wet pussy until I cum and then I want you to let me taste your tongue," I pause for a moment, looking into his eyes, "then I want you to fuck me, hard," I smirk, then add, "daddy."
Elliot swallows hard but doesn't break eye contact. Not even when he lowers himself to my mound and connects to me with his tongue. He licks, bites, and sucks at my clit but not touching me with his hands until I let go for the first time that night into his mouth. I buck my hips like crazy and he locks his arms around my waist keeping me in place. He licks one last time before he climbs up my body and shoves his tongue into my mouth, just like I asked.
I suck his tongue into my mouth and bite down gently and suck. He moans into my mouth and I grind myself into him and feel his erection on my thigh.
"El, now please," I beg, releasing his tongue.
He gives me no time to prepare before he slammed his large cock into me.
I cry out in ecstasy.
He gave me no time to adjust to the intrusion as he began thrusting, hard and deep.
"Oh, my fuck," I scream, wishing I could wrap my arms around him. I arch my back and begin meeting his thrusts.
"Liv, you're so fucking tight," he groans in my ear.
I tug on the handcuffs, they are making this pleasure way more intense and I don't know how much I can take of this.
"El, I need to touch you," I yell in frustration.
"No, you don't. This is going to make you cum harder than you ever have in your life."
He crashes his mouth onto mine and I am already begging him to grant me the access to explore his mouth with my tongue. He eagerly accepts my intrusion and I moan into his mouth as he thrusts extremely deep into me.
I break the kiss and he twists my nipples between his fingers. I arch my back to him.
"Faster," I moan. And he fucks me faster.
"E-El, harder, baby," I stutter. And he still fucks me harder.
"You sure do like it rough, dirty girl," he moans into my ear and I buck my hips to his words.
"You haven't se-seen dirty y-yetttt," I begin but I feel my body tightening around him. "El, I'm gonna fucking cum," I yell.
My breathing becomes much more rigid and what were moans turned into screams of pleasure as I rode out the best orgasm I had ever had in my life. Elliot continues to pound into me and rub my clit as a smaller second orgasm hits me and I squirt all over the sheets.
El smiles at me as he realizes what he just caused me to do.
"Still think the cuffs won't do anything for your orgasm?" he laughs as he thrusts four final pleasuring times deep into me before spilling his seed and collapsing on top of me, still inside of me.
"El, that was amazing. I've, uh, never squirted before" I said, out of breath.
"You were amazing," he says, kissing me softly on the lips.
"I think you were the amazing one," I whisper.
I smile up at him and he rolls off from me, pulling out of me and lays next to me. I feel my eyes begin to get heavy and I slowly let sleep take over my exhausted body as Elliot wraps his strong, muscular arms around me.
"Liv?" he questions, and I am too much asleep to respond, but just awake to process his words.
"I love you," he whispers into my hair as he kisses my cheek, closes his eyes and begins to drift off to join me in sleep.
It's there, sleeping, in my, Olivia Benson's, bed, naked with Elliot Stabler's strong and muscular arms around me that I have never felt more at home, at peace and safe and I realized what I've known forever but never admitted, that the reason was him. Elliot was my home.