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Olivia, Elliot, and Ricky entered the house before Olivia dropped her purse onto her desk. "Okay, tell me what's going on?"

Ricky turned to his mother and faked confusion. "What are you talking about?"

"Tell me why you were so paranoid when you got to the hospital and were suddenly so calm after you talked to your sister. What is going on, Ricky? Is your sister okay?" Olivia asked her son, crossing her arms over her chest in front of her son.

"I was worried about Venice. After we talked, things made more sense. I think she should tell you guys soon if she's going to tell you at all." Ricky sighed with a shrug. "V is my big sister and I look out for her. But, bringing up what she's doing may hurt her more."

Elliot stepped forward. "Ricky, is Venice in danger or something? You're making it sound like she's in a really bad situation. If she is, you should tell us."

"I want to. I really do... but I promised Venice. I wasn't happy about it, but I promised." Ricky said before hugging both his parents and going up to his room for the night.

"Now, I'm worried." Elliot breathed looking up after his son.

Olivia nodded her head, sitting down on her couch. "Me too. I think this may have something to do with what he and I were talking about a couple nights ago." She saw the confusion on Elliot's face as he sat down next to her. "Ricky thinks that Mitch has too much power over Venice. You know, he wants a big wedding; she wants a small one. Ricky told me that Venice is almost a slave for Mitch when he goes over there to visit her."

Elliot's eyes widened. "Why didn't he tell us sooner? Mitch shouldn't be treating my daughter that way. You and I don't like him! Why haven't we told her that?"

"Because, you know damn well that our daughter is going to do whatever she pleases within reason." Olivia stated as if it was obvious. Elliot stayed silent for a moment. "I don't like the situation either, but Venice seems to love him. All we can do is stand by and wait it out."

Elliot rolled his eyes. "Liv, they are engaged to be married in less than six months."

"Yeah, I know." Olivia whispered running a hand through her hair. "It's really messed up."

"Wait," Elliot said after a moment, clearly thinking over the scenario. "What if Venice didn't really get hurt doing the laundry? What if Mitch pushed her down the stairs?"

Olivia's eyes widened slightly, replaying anything that might've stood out in the past. "Well, Ricky said he did get violent, just never towards her." She rested her head on her hand, looking over at him. "What the hell are we going to do with her?"

Elliot shook his head, running a hand down his face. "I have no fricken clue." He looked down at his hands before something popped into his head. Although he didn't really want it to be in his head, it was no stuck there and wouldn't go away. The more he thought about it, the more he wanted to do it. "So..."

"Are you seriously horny right now?" Olivia asked incredulously, eyebrows raised.

Elliot raised up his hands in a defensive position. "I didn't try! I was just thinking of something and it led my mind to the gutter. With the amount of sex we have had since we started out little thing, I'm surprised I'm not horny twenty-four-seven."

Olivia furrowed her eyebrows together. "What were you thinking about?" She watched his eyes dilate and darken, feeling the stirring deep in her belly.

"Well," He paused for a moment, thinking it over in his head again. The idea was started to make him harder with every second that passed by. "I was thinking about taking you from," Olivia gulped. Whatever he said next was probably going to set the wildfire to take over her nerves. "Behind."

That did it. Olivia nearly threw herself at him, planting her lips onto his, as she straddled him. Elliot was surprised at first, but didn't waste time when his hands grabbed her waist.

"Mom! Dad!" Ricky called from upstairs. "We need more toothpaste."

"Okay, sweetie, I'll put it on my list." Olivia called back before heading her son's bedroom door shut. She looked back at Elliot, her breathing still a little labored and synced with his. "Bedroom." Elliot nodded his head before they both practically sprinted for her bedroom.

Ricky sighed sitting down on the edge of his bed. "So, how is Mitch? Is he treating you properly or blaming you?"

"He's starting to accept the pregnancy a little bit better, but I don't know what I'm going to do when this baby is born. It isn't Mitch's baby. I called Vince, but he is a on a business trip in L.A." Venice breathed running a hand through her hair. She watched the nurses walk around outside her room. "I don't know what I'm going to do. If Mitch finds out, he is going to kill both Vince and I."

"Vince wouldn't let that happen. Venice, you two have been best friends since you were four and six." Ricky tried explaining to his older sister. "Did you two just sleep together the one time?"

Venice laid her had back on her pillow. "I really shouldn't be talking to you about this. We slept together a couple times." Her eyes filled with tears. "This shouldn't be happening." She sniffled before taking a deep breath, shaking her to clear her thoughts and forget her protesting ribs. "How are Mom and Dad?"

"I don't know. They have been acting weird lately." Ricky frowned laying back on his bed. "But, they don't know about Mitch. They probably have suspicions, but they know you're an adult no matter how childish you are being."

Venice rolled her eyes, ignoring her little brother's last comment. "Well, hopefully we can get them together before my life completely crumbles around me."

"Oh fuck!" Olivia gasped feeling Elliot's tongue inside of her, lapping at her internal walls as if she was the last meal he would ever have. He groaned into her heat as she gripped the bed sheets. She felt herself about to lose herself when Elliot's presence was no longer paying attention to her core. She looked up at his naked form just in time to see him grab her hips, flipping her over on her knees. She groaned into the pillow when he thrust into her from behind, kissing her spine as he bent over her. Her whole body was shaking from the amount of pleasure he was causing.

"Relax baby." Elliot whispered before leaning back, keeping his hands on her hips. Slowly, he started thrusting into her slowly, pulling out and thrusting back in before grinding against her. Olivia leaned back for one of his thrusts, making him groan and pull her up against his chest. Olivia wrapped her arms around Elliot's neck as his hands came up to her breasts, kneading them gently before rolling her nipples between his fingers. She bucked forward before slamming back against his chest, making both of them moan.

Olivia closed her eyes when Elliot started laying open mouthed kisses along her neck, too preoccupied to notice his wandering hand until it was covering her clit. Elliot's eyes widened when her eyes screwed shut, covering her mouth right before the scream ripped through her throat. His palm caught the high pitch his ex-wife threatened to send throughout the entire house.

Elliot groaned when it seemed like she couldn't get any tighter, shooting everything he has into her. He rested his forehead on her back, his breathing labored. "I just can't get enough of you."

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