It's an odd numbered chapter, you know what that means? A little bit of case file and a lotta bit of EO lovin'.
DISCLAIMER: Seriously, do you really think any of us writing fanfic actually own them? Not at all, oh and I borrowed the idea of the ending from Sam, I wasn't trying to steal it, it just sort of happened that way.
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An hour later they were pulling up to Miller Farms. As they had expected it was business at usual even the day after their bookkeeper was found murdered.
"Detectives Benson and Stabler, I was wondering how long it would be until we saw you again." Lon Miller, the elderly owner of Miller Farms called to them.
"Well it's been a busy weekend we were up in Nichols at the track." Elliot told him.
"I figured as much after I heard about Michelle. What can we do for you?" Lon asked.
"We need information on three regular visitors of yours. Troy Peters, Carl Masters, and David Parker are their names." Olivia told the man.
"Sure, I know them. The last time they were here was Friday." He told the detectives.
"Did you notice anything odd about them at the time?" Elliot asked.
"Not at all, they've been coming down at least once a month for the past year. They've been helping out a few of my stable hands ever since Megan passed away." Lon explained.
"And before that, what were they doing here?" Elliot asked trying to find out more.
"Gosh, before that I only saw them down here once, Martin brought them one day."
Elliot and Olivia quickly exchanged a glance.
"Thank you Mr. Miller. I'll let you know if we need anything else." Olivia told him.
The two walked towards one of the barns discussing things.
"What is a pharmaceutical sales rep doing helping out stable hands?" Elliot asked.
"We definitely need to talk to Mr. Peters tomorrow morning. What do you say we got check these other two out?"
"Let's go." He told her as they turned to the car.
First on their list was David Parker's house. He lived closer to Miller Farms, only about 20 minutes away. Halfway there Olivia's cell phone rang.
"Benson."
"Hey Liv, how's Detective McHottie treating you?" Alex asked.
"No comment." She chuckled.
"When are you just going to admit the two of you are partners in every sense of the word?"
"When you admit the real reason you came back home," Olivia told her friend.
"I already admitted it was because of Fin."
"That's not all and you know it. But anyway, did you call just to harass me?" Olivia asked.
"Actually Fin wants to talk to you." Alex laughed.
The rustle of the phone could be heard for a moment before Fin spoke.
"So our friend Troy Peters knows someone with a prepaid cell that he calls quite often." Fin told her.
"Is it another one of our suspects?" She asked.
"Not the ones we have their cell phones aren't prepaid according to Peters' LUDs."
"I'm still not ruling out Martin Flanders. Lon Miller places him as the person who first brought Peters, Masters, and Parker to Miller Farms.
"Dad's giving me 'the look,' where you two at now?" Fin asked.
"Just pulling up at Parker's house right now, I'll call you later when we know more."
"Tell El I said hi."
"Will do. Bye!"
Olivia ended the call and quickly briefed Elliot on what Fin had told her.
"Peters makes a lot of calls to a prepaid cell, possibly Flanders. Oh and Fin says hi."
"Great, let's see what we can get on Parker." Elliot said before hopping out of the SUV.
The part of detectives walked up to the front door and knocked, again a woman in her early 30's answered, this time a blonde.
"Mrs. Parker?" Olivia asked.
"Yes, I'm Vanessa Parker. Can I help you?"
"Detectives Benson and Stabler, Manhattan SVU. Is your husband home m'am?"
"Please, come inside." Vanessa Parker said, ushering them in the front door. "David's away on business right now actually."
"When do you expect him back?" Elliot asked.
"Tomorrow morning he should be back, why?"
"We're just working a missing person case and trying to find out if anyone who'd stayed at Miller Farms lately could help out." Elliot explained hoping not to tip Mrs. Parker off.
"I don't think David's been over there lately but you're welcome to stop back tomorrow and talk to him." She told the pair.
"Great, if you don't mind my asking, what does Mr. Parker do for a living?" Olivia asked, eyeing some obscure notes on a desk in the corner.
"David's an author, he writes children's books."
"How nice, well, thank you for your help Mrs. Parker." Elliot told her showing himself and Olivia to the door.
"So we have a pharmaceutical rep and now an author. This is just getting muckier as time goes by, not clearer." Olivia complained on the way to the SUV.
"Both who conveniently are out of town at the same time also. Do we even need to bother going to Masters' house?" Elliot asked as they got in the truck.
"There are other things we could do." She said reaching down and cupping him through his jeans.
"On that note why don't I call my brother," he moaned.
"Sweetie, I don't want to think about your brother right now. Just you, thrusting deep inside me," Olivia told him seductively.
"Livvie…" He groaned. "We need a room."
"So true," she agreed.
While they headed back towards East Hampton Elliot called his brother to make sure they'd have a room when they got there.
"We're in luck," Elliot said ending the call with Michael, "the B&B is empty tonight and Michael promised to keep it that way for us."
"You know I'm starting to love your brother." She teased.
"More than you love me?" He pouted.
"Never." She told him, stealing a kiss as they stopped at a read light.
The rest of the drive back to East Hampton Olivia kept teasing Elliot. She was rubbing his manhood through his jeans and at one point even snuck her hand down inside his pants and boxer briefs.
"Livvie, I don't know what's gotten into you today but baby if you don't stop we're going to have some embarrassing explaining to do when I crash the truck."
"You're no fun." She pouted.
"Give me ten minutes to get us to the B&B safely and I promise I'll be more fun than you can handle." He tried to reason with her.
"When you say the place is empty does that mean just empty of guests or everyone?"
"Michael and Kathleen are at their house tonight. We are the only people that will be there, period." He told her.
"Good, I don't feel like sharing you."
True to his word, ten minutes later Elliot was pulling in the driveway to his brother bed & breakfast. He pulled off to the side and parked his SUV. From there it was a race to see who could get to the house first. Of course it really didn't matter who won since Elliot was the only one who knew where the spare key was. He had managed to beat Olivia to the front door anyway and just as she got there he unlocked the door and let her in.
Once Olivia was in the house she slammed him up against the front door and began assaulting him with kisses.
"Call Don," Elliot directed her, breaking their kisses momentarily.
"Other things to do," she mumbled back.
"Seriously, I want no interruptions, update the man."
"Just did by way of Fin, plus he thinks we're at Masters' house. We're good." She said pulling him back to her to kiss him.
"Whatever you say baby."
What started out innocently enough as just kissing soon turned to more. Elliot carefully extracted himself from the door and led her over to the couch. He lay down first, pulling Olivia down on top of him. Once they were both on the couch Elliot began running his hands up underneath the back of Olivia's shirt.
"I don't think I will ever be able to get enough of just touching your soft smooth skin." He told her.
He reached around to the front of her jeans and fumbled with the belt and button, undoing both allowing him access to slide his hands inside and grasp her ass. Not having actually seen her get dressed that morning he didn't realize she didn't have another pair of thong panties on and was met with lace. He cocked an eyebrow at her earning a laugh from Olivia.
"I do own more than just thongs you know." She smirked.
"I'm sure you do." He replied.
Not being in the mood for anymore talking he maneuvered their bodies so that he could remove her jeans. When he did he just sat there staring wide eyed at her lace boy shorts. His reaction again caused Olivia to chuckle.
"You are so fucking sexy Livvie."
As soon as the words left his mouth something came over Olivia. She stood up, grabbed Elliot's hand, and dragged him up the stairs to the bedroom they'd shared the night before. When they got to the room she all but ripped his clothes off him before pushing him back on the bed. Wasting no time with anymore foreplay as she was dripping wet already, she quickly impaled herself on his cock.
"Anxious much?" Elliot teased.
"Needed you in me all day long," she mumbled as she rocked her hips over him.
She continued to grind her hips up and down on his shaft bringing herself frustratingly close to orgasm but never actually achieving one. Elliot noticed this and flipped her over.
"Need a little help baby?" He asked, pumping into her at a different angle now.
"Mmm…right there El, that's the spot." She moaned as he hit her G-spot.
Whoever it was that said the G-spot was a myth had obviously never experienced Elliot in the sack. That man was truly a sex god.
In a matter of just a few moments he had her in the midst of one of the most powerful orgasms of her life. Her body convulsing was turning Elliot on in some odd little way drawing him to his own orgasm. When they had both gotten their bodies back under control Olivia got up and walked across the room. She reached in her suitcase and grabbed her shorts and camisole and put them on. Just before she snuck out of the room she tossed the red lace teddy from her suitcase on the bed to Elliot. She then took off down the stairs like a bat out of hell laughing up a storm.
Olivia had just barely made it to the kitchen with Elliot hot on her heels.
"You plan on putting on a show for me later?" He asked.
"If you behave yourself, maybe I will."
"Oh I'll show you behaving myself." He smirked.
Elliot picked her up off the floor where she was standing and sat her on the counter. Then he took his hands and reached to her waist to remove her shorts. Sure it would've been easier had she been standing, but he was up for a challenge. He took the shorts and went to throw them across the room before noticing that they had her last name on the ass.
"We need to get you some of these with my name on them. That would be sexy as hell." He proclaimed as he finally tossed the shorts.
He then bent down and started kissing up her leg from her toes on up. He paused for a moment finding her ticklish spot behind her knee. When he had finished teasing her there he proceeded further on up to her inner thigh. She began to squirm as he got closer and closer to her hot dripping core.
Just as he was about to ravish her, her phone rang from the living room. Elliot left her long enough to get it and run it back to her.
"It's Case." She moaned as he started kissing everywhere but her sensitive nub.
"Talk to her." He demanded.
"Mmm…El…kinda busy here."
"I guess you'll just have to control yourself won't you." He smirked before going back to work on her.
"Yeah Case?" She answered the phone.
"Gee Liv, a little out of breath there?"
"S…s…so not the time," She mumbled in response.
"Oh God! No wonder it took you so long to answer. You and Elliot are busy getting busy." She chuckled.
"No, not at all," Olivia lied. "just…umm…working out."
Elliot stopped what he was doing and looked at her cocking an eyebrow. Olivia shooed him away with her hand and he went back to his ministrations.
"Sure Liv, and Chester and I were really working on a case the other night when you called."
"I…I gotta go!" She screamed and ended the call just as she started calling out Elliot's name mid-orgasm.
"That's my girl." He whispered to her.
"Where did you learn to do that?" Olivia asked.
"Why, you like?"
"Holy shit you're good!"
"You," he replied simply.
"Me what?" She was confused now.
"I learned from you. Kathy didn't like oral sex, never would let me do it to her and never would do it to me." He blushed slightly.
"Her loss my gain and oh what a gain it is."
"Yep."
"Well, I should hit the shower." Olivia told him as she slid off the counter.
"Hey Liv," he called to her as she walked away, "need some company?"
"You know it." She winked.