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I am very hesitant about this chapter because this is a 5000 word chapter! Its massive and long and I apologise but I didn't have the heart to cut this down so I am sorry but please, please review… hope this chapter is worth the wait…I hope. It has taken me almost two weeks to complete this because I wanted it perfect and so it's a very late update…

P.S: Samuri7269 I have tried to make the paragraphs shorter, hope it's better

Reference: Peter kissing Olivia's neck (Do Shape shifters Dream of Electric Sheep?), "…a place to call home…" (Welcome to Westfield), "…you belong with me…" (Over There part2), Peter's tight blue Y-front shorts (Estrada…hehe), I think it goes without saying but the start of (Welcome to Westfield), "…I could get used to this…" (6:02 AM EST)

Song: If You Could Only See - Tonic

Chapter 29 – She Loves Me

As he walked her towards the bedroom, Olivia found herself starting to tremble slightly, her hand shaking inside of Peter's bigger one, although she couldn't tell whether it was because of the events of the day were catching up to her and the adrenaline was wearing off or if it was because she was heading towards Peter's bedroom, hand in hand with him. She knew he had not suggested taking their relationship to the next level, again, but that's what she wanted and what her body and mind wanted as well.

Closing the door to the bedroom, Peter flicked on the light, Olivia noted that they could still hear the soft music floating through the house and into the bedroom, even with the door still closed. Peter went to pull away, wanting to let go of her hand to, what she could only assume, close the blinds that were letting in the light from the street lamps but Olivia's feminine side took over and she tugged his hand back towards hers, she wanted to kiss him, have him close, she didn't care if the blinds were open. Peter slowly turned to face her, finding that she had a coy little smile on her face.

"You know…this is about the first time we have had alone in a long time…" she brought herself closer to him, letting her arms wrap loosely around his neck and placed her lips gently over his, letting herself savour the feeling of not having to worry about someone seeing them together. Peter allowed for a little more pressure to find its way into their kiss and he pulled her closer, letting his lips crush onto hers and allow his tongue to slide along her bottom lip, needing, wanting more from her. Suddenly allowing him access, Olivia groaned as his tongue touched hers, electricity shooting through them both. Walking her back towards the door, Peter made sure to keep her head cradled in his hands to stop it from hitting against the wood as her back hit the door, pressing her into it with passion and force that it took her breath away. Olivia groaned deeply as his hips pressed into hers, his growing state of arousal spurring hers on. As his lips left hers, her head rolled back slightly, giving him more room to trace his lips against her neck, finding the place between her neck and shoulder that would hopefully send her crazy.

Olivia grabbed onto Peter's shoulders, fisting the material she found there with such force that Peter could feel the slight bite of her nails on his skin. In that moment the calm, softness of Peter's lips on her neck turned almost deadly, his teeth scraping along the skin he found there. Opening his mouth, Peter's teeth sunk into the side of her neck both gently and painfully, a groan reverberating through her throat underneath the assault. From that moment, things heated up very quickly, Olivia's hands found the skin on Peter's back, under the shirt he was still wearing, trailing downwards slightly to rest on his backside, grabbing him and pulling him even closer. As a reaction, Peter's hips pushed forward into hers even more, pushing her back against the door. If someone were watching them, they would say that they were both teenagers, doing things they shouldn't be doing. Just as Peter's leg has slipped between Olivia's, lifting her off the ground slightly the loud, annoying buzz of Olivia's phone filled the room. Peter groaned, putting more pressure behind the kiss, hoping for her to forget about the infuriating sound.

Just as suddenly as it started the buzzing stopped, allowing them to continue taking advantage of the time they had alone, hands tracing along bare skin under clothing, tongues battling for dominance. Breaking the kiss Peter trailed his lips down Olivia's neck again; dipping lower as he reached the plunge of her breasts underneath her shirt, needing to taste her skin and…there is was again, the annoying buzz of her phone. Stopping suddenly his assault Peter rested his head in the crook of her neck and groaned, he stilled his hands on her stomach, feeling the slight movement as she breathed out, but his lips began to move again, moved back up her neck, attaching himself to her ear. "Peter…I need to get that…comes on…" She tried to pull away, although giving into the feel of his warm breath and tongue on her earlobe, his movements stilling her words. His mumbled into her ear softly "Just leave it…come on…" but Olivia laughed gently, "It might be important…" she was about to push away from him only to look up at his face and laugh, he was pouting at her with puppy dog eyes, "Oh, baby, I'll be back, I promise…" she patted his cheek mockingly, laughing as she reached for her phone.

Moving away from him, she reached into her pocket and pulled out her phone, noticing that she had two missed calls from her sister. Smiling up at Peter she redialled Rachel's number, waiting for her to answer. "Hey Rach, what's up?" There was silence for a moment and Peter took the chance and started to move the hair away from the back of her neck, gently running his fingers over her neck, smirking to himself every time she tried to swipe at his hand, her back still to him. "Oh Rach I'm sorry…" Finally grabbing a hold of Peter's hand she pushed him away and moved to the other side of the room, running her hand through her hair, "…no Peter and I had something happen at work and I had to take a little trip to the hospital…NO! No I'm fine really, it's just a scratch but my boss made sure I went…I'm probably just going to stay at Peter's tonight though…" Olivia stopped abruptly, her cheeks reddening significantly.

Peter watched as she fiddled with her hands while she spoke to her sister, something she did when she didn't really know what to say, trying to distract herself from what was actually being said. He smiled to himself, knowing that she was his again and he was never going to let her go, he was going to prove it to her, after all, he loved her. Oh he knew he loved her, if he was honest with himself, he had never stopped loving her. He had a chance to take her all in, her hair was messed from his and her own hands running through it, her shirt was sitting a little higher on her hip, showing him a small amount of skin he just longed to touch, her voice hoarse from the heat in the room. "It's ok Rach, I'll be home tomorrow morning and I can read to her in the morning…I know…love you too…"

She hung up the phone, keeping her back to Peter and dropping her head. Rachel had been asking questions about her and Peter and she wasn't ready to answer just yet, granted nothing had happened but the way it was going as it was, it wouldn't take too long for something more to happen. Dropping her shoulders and sighing, she turned back to Peter, hoping her red cheeks had softened slightly and he couldn't tell she was embarrassed. Clearing her throat she smiled back up at Peter, "Sorry Peter, she was worried when I didn't come home…even more so when I didn't answer my phone…" She fiddled with her phone waiting for him to answer, "It's ok…I didn't realise they were still staying, I thought they had gone back to Chicago…" Shaking her head Olivia placed the phone gently on the night table, "No, they have decided to stay, she is still looking for somewhere here to stay but I told her stay as long as she wanted…" With smiles from both of them, silence filled the room, neither really knowing what to do next.

Not being able to stand the distance between them both, Peter slowly made his way to Olivia's side, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her in for a gentle kiss. It was slow and loving, both of them suddenly shy to each other, unsure of what to do or where to go from there. The heat and lust from before the phone call had been replaced with a loving passion and gentleness that made Olivia feel more loved than she could ever have imagined. Peter looked down at Olivia, his forehead resting on hers and he smiled. He knew it was her that proclaimed her love for him back when they were at high school and he had always kicked himself for not being the first to say it and so, with the second chance he was being given now, he decided it was time to grow a pair and tell her how he felt. Placing both his hands on her face Peter pulled back slightly, "Livia, you have given me so much over the last few months and I can honestly say that you have given me a place to call home…" When she dropped her head away from him, Peter leaned down and captured her lips once more, all the heat and passion from before finding its way back to them both.

Peter pulled away from her gently, not really wanting to let her go but he needed to see her face. "You brought me back here, you kept me here when I had nothing to stay for, even when I thought that I didn't have a chance with you, you kept me around and made me want to stay. Livia I know where I belong and I know that you belong with me…" A small tear slid down her cheek as Peter spoke, even with Frank, no one had ever said anything like that to her and here was Peter, the one person she never truly stopped loving, the one person she was always going to love and he was telling her she belonged with him. His thumb swiped at the tear gently and his head dipped so his lips were just covering hers, his eyes closed wanting to savour the moment and hers closed, not wanting to open them for fear of this all being a dream. His voice was barely above a whisper, "…I love you Olivia…" It only took a second for her arms to wrap themselves around Peter's neck, pulling him in for a kiss that took their breath away.

Pulling apart was getting harder and harder for them but the need for air was becoming an issue and so standing toe to toe with each other, Olivia let her lips open up slowly and the words tumble from her mouth, "I love you too…" Peter's smile grew wider in that moment; he honestly didn't think he could be even more happier than he was at that time. He wasn't going to rush this and so he traced his hands down Olivia's shoulders slowly, he moved around her body as he did, placing small, gentle kisses on the small amount of bare skin he found as he came to stand behind her again.

Olivia could feel herself trembling as his hands slid over her shoulders, sending massive amount of electricity shooting through her, the heat his hands and breath on the back of her neck warming up something deep inside of her. She didn't move as his hands did as they wished and his lips continued peppering kiss on the back of her back, just under her hairline. As his hands slipped lower one encircling her waist while the other came to rest on her stomach, his hand out stretch over the shirt that was covering her flat body. Olivia felt as though she was going to collapse, it was no secret that it had been a while since she had been with a man, even when she was still with Frank, it had been months since they had shared a bed, but this...this was different, this was Peter. The man she had loved first, the man she had come to love again, he was the one who made her feel whole, and safe and now, with his arms around her waist and his lips playing with her neck and earlobe, she was home.

Peter's lips followed over her neck, his craning slightly so he didn't have to move away from her back, the pressure from him pushing into her lower back was driving her crazy, she wanted him but he was going to make her wait. With his lips back her the juncture between her neck and shoulder, Olivia's head fell backwards onto his shoulder, her eyes slipped closed and a small gasp left her lips, a moan following. "Peter, don't be mean..." He chuckled against her back, before placing another gentle kiss on her neck. "I don't want to be mean sweetheart, I just want this to be worth the wait…I want to enjoy every single second..." He spun her around and locked his arms around her neck, leaning close enough to her that their lips barely touch but the heat from him was sending her crazy. From downstairs they could hear the song change and the words float through the room, 'If you could only see how blue her eyes can be when she says; she loves me…'

In that moment Peter's lips crushed down onto Olivia and he lifted her gently off the ground, a small squeak coming from Olivia's lips in surprise. "I love you Olivia Dunham" the words echoed through the room as Peter walked them towards the bed slowly, placing Olivia back onto her feet just inches from the end of the bed. Electricity sparked through his body as her nimble fingers found his hips, lifting shirt from his jeans, she always hated how he always had his shirt tucked in to his pants. Skating her hands over the bottom half of his stomach she could feel his muscles tense and contract under her touch, and it wasn't the only thing that she could feel reacting to her proximity. Breaking the kiss, Olivia looked up at Peter with a raised eyebrow and a quirky little smile that just made him want her even more. "You have no idea how beautiful you are…" his words whispered in her ear and she turned bright red, causing him to smile and place a gentle kiss between her breasts, in the opening of her shirt, his fingers tugging gently at the top button, almost asking for permission.

Nodding her head slowly, Olivia watched in complete fascination as his talented fingers popped each button of her shirt, his eyes taking her in as more and more skin was revealed to him, the sides of her bra and then her bare stomach, the final button releasing and her shirt fluttering open gently. Peter's eyes never left her body, she had changed since the last time he had seen her naked but it was a change he could live with, she had grown up since he had even seen her last about five years ago. Peter's hands stretched over Olivia shoulder's, moving the fabric away from her body and down her arms, his hands following the material, his fingers never leaving her skin until the shirt fluttered to the floor. His hands traced back up her arms, sending goose bumps across her shoulders and neck. He noticed as Olivia swallowed deeply, not looking him in the eye.

Standing in Peter's bedroom with her shirt on the floor around her and her in front of him in her bra and work pants was enough to make Olivia want to run and hide but she was there, in the situation and she was going to fight like hell to stay where she was. Painfully slowly, her hands raised to the buttons on his shirt, her eyes never leaving the middle of his chest, she couldn't bring herself to look him in the eye as she flicked the button apart on his shirt, letting it open and fall to the grown, him mirroring her stance without a shirt on. It was Peter's turn to swallow as her hands continued their exploring, over his stomach, his chest and then his shoulders, bringing him in for a loving kiss, loving the feel of skin on skin. Letting his tongue trace her bottom lip, Olivia groaned into the kiss, opening her mouth to him and leaning forward slightly, their bodies grinding together as they kissed. Their next movements were slow, Olivia's hands found Peter's belt, unbuckling it and pulling it through the hoops of his jeans, listening as it clunked to the floor.

She continued to stare down at her hands as they moved to his button and zip, releasing them and at the same time releasing him with a sigh coming from his lips. Clearly she was having more of an effect on him than she thought. Olivia watched as his jeans slid down his legs and pooled at his feet, leaving him standing in just his tight blue boxers. Stepping out of them, Peter rested his feet between Olivia's and pulled her towards him, the heat from their bodies causing heat to pool in Olivia's lower stomach. He lifted her from the ground, this time a small laugh came from her lips but died off as he lowered her to the bed, resting her head gently on the pillow that smelled so much like him. As he did he kissed down her neck, her chest and stomach then traced his tongue along her hip line, just above her pants, causing her to buck off the bed and her eyes slip closed, her hands tangling into his hair.

"Oh…Peter…" he looked up to find her lips slightly parted and her chest heaving, he had obviously found a spot that she liked and was going to take full advantage of it. Quickly releasing the clasp of her pants, he tugged on them; her reaction was to lift her hips, letting him remove her pants, leaving her in just her underwear in front of him on his bed. His kissed his way up her legs, placed kisses on the inside of her thighs as well as the tops of her hips again, a small laugh coming from her lips as he did. "Peter…come back up here…" she reached for him, having him only slightly out of reach but he grabbed a hold of her hand and kissed her palm before placing a kiss on her lips.

Sitting back on his hunches, sitting over her hips, Peter pulled Olivia into a sitting position and kissed her shoulder while his arms crossed around her chest, finding the back of her bra and unclasping it whilst running his hands over her shoulders, removing the straps of her bra and dropping it to the floor at the end of the bed, just adding to the pile of growing clothes there. Staring down at her, half naked in his bed, Peter's eyes took in all they could, loving the view and the way he face reddened slightly under his gaze. Peter's lips attached themselves to Olivia's left breast while his hand went to her right.

Olivia felt like she was in heaven, Peter was amazing, the way he touched her and ran his hands over her body, she wanted him more and more every moment that passed. She could feel the warmth pool in her stomach, the want and the need for Peter growing rapidly as he lightly ran his fingers over her breasts, just wanting to know what they felt like under his touch. "Peter…" his name fell from her lips and she sighed as his lips trailed from her breast to her stomach, his tongue dipping into her bely button before his fingers hooked themselves into the side of her underwear, pulling slightly, causing her hips to raise once more and her panties for slide down her legs, completely exposing herself to him for the first time in a very long time. "…Gorgeous…" he mumbled as he came back up to meet her lips, his fingers tracing patterns on the inside of thigh, causing her back to arch a little more off the bed. Smirking down at her, Peter took pleasure in seeing her react to his touch the way she was, it was invigorating to him.

When his fingers didn't go any further to where she wanted them but his lips attached themselves to her left breast, playing with the nipple he found there, Olivia reached for his hand and placed it where she wanted it most, the apex of her legs and moaned deeply as he applied a little more pressure, increasing the ministration on her nipple at the same time. He knew just the place that would push her over the edge in a matter of moments, and if her mind was actually functioning properly at that moment she would have realised that it was not something that he knew, it was something that he remembered, he remembered what would drive her crazy and what would make her feel bliss. "Stop…teasing…" her words were coming out breathy and soft causing Peter to laugh into her chest, shaking his head between her breasts gently, "Oh no sweetheart, I want to make this last…" as he spoke, Peter gently moved towards Olivia's centre and started softly stroking her, feeling the warmth coming through her, sending his body and his own arousal sky high. "God, baby, your so wet…" he looked up to find that her eyes were now closed, her lips parted and face full of every emotion he could think of.

Peter could feel Olivia trembling underneath him, her body reacting to his movements, causing his body to react to her, his erection pressing into the side of Olivia's thigh, telling him exactly what she was doing to him. Leaning over slightly, Peter allowed his index finger to slide gently inside of her, revelling in the gasps and sighs that came from Olivia's mouth as he did. "Relax sweetheart, I'll keep you safe…" he whispered into her neck, feeling goose bumps rise on her skin as he did. She turned her head quickly to capture his lips in a searing kiss, their tongues tangling together as his hands moved fast and harder as the kiss continued. Gasping suddenly into the kiss, Peter knew that Olivia was close but he wanted to make sure he was the one making her fall over the edge, not his hands and so he pulled away from her and settled above her, gazing down at her, Peter swiped at a piece of hair off her face.

As she wrapped her arms around his neck, wanting to have him close and feel skin on skin Peter noticed that she had taken a hold of her bottom lip between her teeth, a nervous habit he knew too well. "Relax baby, I won't let anything happen to you…you know that right…?" he placed a kiss just on the side of her mouth and smiled down at her when she nodded gently. "It's just…it's been a little while…" she blushed under him, looking away. Peter was surprised that that was what could make her blush, not the fact that he was pressing into her core and wanting to make love to her. "That doesn't matter to me sweetheart…all that matters is that you and me are here, together. Are you sure about this Livia?"

Swallowing deeply, she nodded once more and waited with bated breath as he positioned himself at her entrance, taking a moment to look down at her before gently leaning forward into her, taking the time to enjoy the feeling of having her in his arms again and having her around him once more, this time he was never going to let her go. He let her cling to him for a moment, adjusting to him being inside of her. "Ah, Peter…" Olivia gasped suddenly as he entered her and Peter looked down at her, worry covering his face but when her half lidded eyes open and smiled up at him, brushing his hair line lovingly, "I love you Peter…" the sound of the words coming out of her mouth spurred him on and he began to move slowly, rocking his hips back and forward, "Oh sweetheart…I love you…" Peter murmured into Olivia's shoulder as he moved.

They moved together to the sound of the music that had been playing downstairs, although neither of them took any notice of it as they were too caught up in each other. Peter moved within her with such love and passion that Olivia felt as though she was going to cry, but she didn't, she just allowed her hands to roam over Peter's back, holding him closer and pulling him deeper, digging her fingers in harder. Reaching for her left hand, Peter interlocked their fingers and raised it above Olivia's head, resting them at the side of her head, his deeper movements were enough to cause Olivia to grip his hand harder, groaning slightly and letting her breath hitch and quicken. Peter felt the change in her body as he continued to move faster and more passionately inside of her, wanting to bring her to the edge and tip her over it. "Livia, my love…you're so beautiful…" His voice whispered in her ear, he felt her contract around him even harder, sending him into a need to push faster and harder and that's what he did.

Lifting her leg slightly, Olivia rested it against the outside of his thigh and pulled him deeper inside of her, her moans turning to cries as she felt her pleasure building and as his rocked turned into thrusting, harder, deeper, he had definitely grown up since the last time they had been together and now she was enjoying every moment of it. "Oh…oh Peter…please…" catching the words on her lips, Peter crushed his onto hers in a searing and passionate kiss as he continued to push deeper inside of her. "Come for me baby…" his words echoed in the room and she did what he said. As he continued to thrust into her and her arms stretching across his shoulder she tipped her head back against the pillow and digging her nails into his back.

Olivia came crashing down around him with all the force of the universe, her voice dying in her throat as he pumped fast into her, riding out her orgasm and bringing his with it. "Oh Livia!" Holding her against his body as he rode out his own orgasm, gripping the pillow below her head, his body tensing inside of her, the heat and warmth of her body and her insides pulling everything he had from his body.

Peter slowed as he moved, suddenly feeling the fine layer of sweat that had formed over them both but as he looked down at Olivia, her eyes were closed but her lips had parted into a breathless smile. Her hands ghosted over his back, sending his nerves into confusion as it erupted in goose bumps but the sweat was still covering his body. "Sweetheart…god, I could get used to this…" his lips touched her cheek and she sighed in bliss, "I am going to get used to this Peter…" She smiled at him, searching his face, just wanting to take in as much as she could before he moved from her.

Placing a kiss on her cheek, Peter staying within her for a few moments longer, never wanting to loose the feeling that he had at that moment but as he pulled out of her, the sounds that were coming from her mouth were enough to want to take her again, although this time it would not be so slow and loving. Her breathing was still deep and ragged, her voice hoarse, "Oh god Peter…that was…it's been too long…" he watched as Olivia licked her bottom lip and sighed enough that her whole body sunk a little lower into the bed, before Peter pulled her into his arms and held her close. "I love you Livia. You belong with me…" he place a kiss on the top of her forehead and smiled and snuggled into his chest. "Your mine Peter, I love you too." There wasn't much left in her voice as sleep took over and within a moment she was fast asleep, holding Peter close to her. Peter stayed awake for a little while longer, just tracing patterns on her arm and watching her sleep in his arms. He was deeply in love with her and he was going to show her everyday.

As he watched her sleep, Peter realised that time had passed fairly quickly, it was passed 12pm now, he didn't even know how long he had watched her sleep for, cuddled within his arms and sighing deeply every now and then, he hoped that her dreams were happy one, the tiny hint of a smile playing on her lips was enough to tell him that they were. Moving her hair from her naked back, Peter rubbed patterns and circles on her shoulder, watching her snuggle closer to him, as if trying to stop his movements. He knew she had been through so much that being able to see her sleeping so peacefully in his arms was something he enjoyed. He could tell she was exhausted by the fact that she had fallen asleep barely minutes into laying down with him and he doubted that it was because of the amazing time they had just spent making love, he knew that catching Loeb and his wife had pushed her to the point of exhaustion, he was just happy that she was able to rest finally.

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