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"Venice, I'm at the restaurant, where are you?" Olivia asked into her phone, standing in the fancy restaurant. It was a little too fancy for lunch, but the food was too amazing to pass up.
"Mom, I'm sorry. A client walked in at the last minute and he is taking forever. Vin is at a different open house so my hands are tied. I probably won't make it." Venice sighed seeing her father get out of his car and walk into the restaurant her mother was in. "I'll make it up to you; I promise."
Olivia smiled rolling her eyes. "Alright. I'm still eating here because I love this place, but you still owe me."
Venice chuckled. "I know, Mom." She saw her father walk up behind Olivia. "I gotta go, love you."
"Love you too." Olivia smiled before turning around, jumping back when she saw Elliot right behind her. She put her hand over her chest and took a deep breath before chuckling. "Jeez, you scared me."
Elliot grinned and nodded his head once. "Well, I saw the red dress, and I know your ass anywhere." He said gesturing to her fitted red dress, hugging every curve she had. "What are you doing here?"
"Uh, Venice and I were going to have lunch, but she couldn't make it." Olivia said putting her phone back into her purse.
Elliot smiled and held out his hand. "Well, would you like to join me for lunch?" He asked, not noticing his cheering daughter across the street.
Olivia paused and looked around the restaurant. "Doesn't this defeat the purpose of no strings attached?"
"Liv, we will always have strings. Sex was the only thing missing from our relationship." Elliot chuckled before gesturing her to come closer with his finger. Olivia chuckled and took his hand before they were led to a table. He pulled out her chair for her and pushed it back in when she sat down, sitting down himself. "I also hope it makes you happy to know that three people have noticed your bite mark on my neck."
Olivia smirked as she laid her napkin down in her lap. "You are just as happy as I am. You love it when your buddies can see that you're getting some."
Elliot grinned. "I'm sure some of your friends are wondering why you now have to go back on your birth control."
"None of them have gone snooping through the bathroom yet." Olivia smiled before opening her menu. "There's so many things to pick from. I don't know what to get." She jumped when she felt Elliot's foot slip between her legs under her dress. "What are you doing?"
"I can't help it. That dress makes me want to lay you on this table and take you in front of all these people." Elliot smirked as his foot traveled further up her dress, pushing his toes against the fabric of her panties. He watched as Olivia bit her lip to bite back a moan. He pressed his toes harder against her and grinned when her eyes closed and she tightened her legs around his foot, trying to stop him from moving. "What's wrong, Liv?" Her eyes flung open, showing how dark they were. He instantly felt himself get hard and knew she had him in the same spot he had her in.
Olivia pushed her chair back and stood up. "Order me something I'll like and then meet me in the bathroom." She whispered into his ear before walking away.
Elliot took a deep breath, trying to calm himself a little so he could walk around the restaurant without embarrassing himself. Taking a cold drink of water, the waiter came over. "Is it just you sir?"
"Uh, no, my friend is having some problems with morning sickness. You know women. They're hungry and nauseous at the same time sometimes." Elliot smiled lightly standing up and clapping the waiter's shoulder. "Just get us two orders of the chicken and wine grapes. If she feels up to dessert, we might get some later. I'm going to go check on her."
"Alright, sir. I'll make sure no one clears the table." The waiter nodded while writing down the order and hurrying off to his next table.
Elliot smiled and walked casually to the back hallway, entering a small room where the men and women's bathroom doors were. Figuring Olivia would go into the women's bathroom, he looked around and opened the door a crack, making sure no one else was in there. Seeing no one, he hurried and closed the door before seeing Olivia leaning against the wall behind the door. She was holding up her panties with a single finger, a smirk playing on her face. "God, you're amazing!" He growled before she shoved him towards one of the stalls.
Olivia closed the stall door and locked it, already feeling Elliot behind her. His hands grabbed her hips before grinding into her behind. Wrapping an arm around her waist to keep her against him, his free hand grabbed the panties out of her hand and shoved them into his pocket. He turned her around and backed her up into the wall, making sure they wouldn't make noise against the stall door. Her hands grabbed his belt and brought him against her, unzipping his pants and pushed them down far enough to get to what she wanted.
Elliot groaned into her neck when her fingers wrapped around his member, squeezing him gently and then adding pressure. "I'm not going to last that long." He breathed before grabbing the bottom of her dress and bunching it up to her waist before grabbing her thighs, pinning her against the wall with his body as he slammed into her. Olivia moaned from deep in her chest, knowing she had to be quiet. She cupped his face in her hands before kissing him hard, gasping when he moved his hips in a circular motion before thrusting into her frantically. "You're so wet."
"You made me that way." Olivia breathed as if it was obvious. She tightened her legs around his waist, trying to keep him as close as possible. She grabbed the silver bar below her and used it to help her thrust her hips against his, both of them groaning when she first did it. "El, I'm gonna scream."
"Fuck." Elliot breathed before angling himself deeper so he could kiss her easier. Olivia's eyes widened as she moaned. He captured her lips and started slamming into her as fast as his legs would let him. Her moans started coming faster and faster, higher and higher. "Cum." He whispered before kissing her again, catching her scream as she came hard and fast, her white knuckles gripping the silver bar hard. He growled feeling her walls grip onto him before he combusted, spilling inside of her.
They both panted as they tried to regulate their breathing. Hearing the door open, they both held their breath. "Jenny, I don't want to go home yet. C'mon, let's just go out clubbing now."
"Lynn, it's only noon. None of the clubs are open right now. It's not even five o'clock yet and we had two glasses of wine. We'll go find hot guys tonight for you to meet." Jenny reasoned as she washed her hands.
"Alright, but you gotta make sure I'm going home with someone hot instead of me going home with someone that looks hot just because I'm drunk." Lynn demanded of her friend before she washed her own hands. "I gotta go deal with my dumb boss and his arrogant son."
Jenny rolled her eyes at her friend. "At least you're not getting sexually harassed by your boss."
Lynn paused. "Didn't you sleep with him?"
"Yeah, but I don't want him to make moves when we're at work." Jenny sighed before they left the bathroom.
Elliot and Olivia started chuckling before straightening themselves out. "Okay, how do I look?" Olivia asked making sure her dress looked fine.
"Beautiful, but you have sweat between your breasts." Elliot smiled pointing to the patch of skin showing. He saw her go for the paper toweling, but stopped her by taking her wrist gently. "Let me." He grinned before leaning down and licking away the beads of sweat. Olivia's jaw dropped slightly and she felt the wetness between her legs again. He saw the look she was giving him and furrowed his eyebrows. "What?"
"I don't know how we stopped having sex so much. I know we had plenty of it, even when we were arguing, but damn." Olivia said before kissing him hard, sighing contently when she pulled away. "Okay, I'm really hungry now." She took his hand and led him safely out of the women's bathroom before they headed back to their table, their meals waiting for them.
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