Here We Go! I hope to update this story every Sunday, but no promises. I hope you enjoy this, I am having a ball writing it.

Monday morning came way too early for Olivia. She was still recovering from the previous two nights. Something told her this was dead wrong, but she couldn't stop. He wanted her and she wanted him, even if it was just pure lusting emotions. She enjoyed his company and her body had no complaints. The soreness between her legs gave her added pleasure knowing that he had done his job and did it well. She was more excited that he was willing to stick around for two days instead of disappearing after they were done. Her mind had drifted and she hoped no one had noticed. Looking around the squad room, she noticed everyone's eyes were on their paperwork that is until she got to her partner. Of course he was looking straight at her. Dammit she cursed herself. She diverted her eyes to the desk and began typing. A messenger popped up at the bottom of her screen and she refused to look at it. She wasn't in the mood for Elliot's teasing at the moment.

"Whatcha dreaming bout sleeping beauty?"

Finally deciding to respond, Olivia nicked a few keys then exited out of the messenger screen.

"Something you would enjoy to be a part of."

Elliot smirked. She was baiting him and he knew it. He knew what he wanted to be a part of and he definitely had his filthy mind thoughts as well. Things like oils, silk sheets, and high pitched screams ran through his mind quite often. Deciding to play along, he messed her again, totally ignoring the pompous asshole who had just entered the squad room.

"You'll tell me later...you know how I can get."

Olivia bit her lip before clicking out of the messenger once she heard Dean Porter's voice. There was only one reason he was here and it sure as hell wasn't a personal visit. They were about to be working on a federal case and she would have to work closely with an old flame. Could today get any worse?

Walking into the SVU squad room, Porter was ready to keep his mind strictly on the mission. He knew he would see her, but his mind had to stay focused on the case. He entered the squad and found Olivia staring at her computer screen as she bit hard on her bottom lip. God he missed that woman he thought. She did something to him that he couldn't control. Porter wasn't sure if it was her power of control or the fact that she was one woman who didn't take any shit from him; whatever it was, Porter would always be drawn to Olivia.

Olivia could count several times that she and Porter had had mind-blowing sex. That man was a rocket in bed and she loved his foreplay, but his relationship tendencies were awful. She wished sometimes that he would listen to some of the stuff she told him instead of just flying off the handle as usual.

But today was no different; he was in their squad room delegating orders because SVU was having to play nice with the FBI. Nothing like one fucked up day to start off the week Olivia thought to herself. Olivia could feel Dean staring at her out the corner of his eye. She knew he was watching her, he always watched her, only this time she wasn't in the mood for it. Not only was this case high profile, but the mayor and governor were up their asses about it, Elliot was also personally involved.

Olivia looked over at her handsome partner who was fired up about what was going on with the case. Of course he wasn't a fan of Dean Porter and after he had found out about several occasions that he and Olivia had had, he hated him even more. Olivia was his and he didn't mind having a pissing contest with Dean to mark his territory.

They stared at one another intently, almost as if talking in code without anyone knowing. She could read him just like he read her. She seemed fine, but he knew her thoughts were someplace else. He smirked, if only she knew his were as well. Elliot's head popped up when Dean called him out specifically about him knowing pertinent information about the case.

"Why don't you tell us about who is particularly involved Elliot?"

Elliot stood and addressed his fellow officers. "I know the Governor's son personally and I want him to come home to his family and live a normal life. We want to make sure we do everything by the book and make sure this is a clean cut case." Elliot sat down with a scowl on his face. He wanted to be out there tracking down every lead, but because of his personal connection to the case, Elliot was on desk duty unlike his partner. She was his eyes and ears if anything new happened in the case. She was also his comforter when he felt like breaking down. He was dealing with Kathy and her raging attitude about their son hanging with the wrong crowd, and Olivia was there to help him through it. Looking over at his partner, he saw her smile at him and he loosened his face. She always knew how to break down all his pent up frustration. His frown quickly returned when Dean leaned over and whispered into Olivia's ear. What the hell was he saying to her Elliot questioned.

Olivia stood from her seat and followed Dean like she had been asked. She hated this day already and it wasn't even lunchtime yet. What could Dean need to possibly talk about after being away for three months?

Dean cleared his throat and turned toward her. He wanted her out of earshot of the squad room. "How you been?"

Olivia raised her eyebrow and squinted her eyes...this couldn't be what he needed to speak with her about. Rolling her eyes, she looked into his, "Fine Porter, what can I do for you?"

Porter liked his lips. He knew this wasn't going to be easy, the last time they had seen one another was over three months ago. He watched as she propped herself up against the wall with her arms folded. He knew she was going to play badass Benson today.
"I just wanted to check on you Olivia, I do care about you."

Olivia rolled her eyes once more, "Care about me, is that what we are calling it now Porter?"

He sighed, "Whether you believe it, I do care. I always cared" he ran his hand down his face and continued, "It is your partner who doesn't want me near you."

Olivia scoffed, "I wonder why?"

Porter smirked, "You know we were good together, let's try it again?"

It was Olivia's turn to smirk, "Porter, we have sex, that's all we do. That's not back together and I would prefer to get it that way."

Porter smiled, actually shocked that she still thought of him as a plaything. He was in an odd way glad about it; that meant she still thought about him and the hot steamy nights they shared or were gonna share.

"Look, I want to get through this case and send you backing. I don't have time for mind games and half ass opportunities for sex, I'm pretty well covered in that department." With that, Olivia walked away and back into the squad room. She was gonna need some space from him, but it would have to wait until after this case.

Arriving home after midnight, Olivia was swamped. They had tracked every lead and brought in every potential suspect they thought was a part of the abduction, but every which-a-way was a dead end. Collapsing on her couch, Olivia hit the on button on the remote and watched as the tv came alive. Thirty minutes later she was sound asleep.

Her skin turned wet on the side of her neck and a rush of hair grazed her breast. They felt exposed but she wasn't sure. Wetness surfaced on her breasts as the air tickled her chest once more. The feeling of sensation crept across her skin as her right nipple was being teased and taunted. Her breathing became heavier as she felt something began to massage the left breast. All of a sudden, everything stopped. The feeling was gone in an instant. Resurfacing, the cool air hit the top of her navel and she shivered a bit. More air hit her as she felt something slowly being pulled from her legs. Soon her legs had gotten cold and she felt as if her work pants and panties had been removed. Something warm touched her skin and she felt her body twitch in response to the warm liquid. It could be felt running across her stomach as firm hands massaged her. Feeling her legs spread open, Olivia could see someone in between them, but who? It didn't matter as her head flew back in lust as her blood shot through her body from the teasing of a man's tongue on her clit. He moved in and out of her with his long, luscious tongue. Her body arched with every stroke of his tongue and she couldn't help but to shiver at the amount of electricity that was flying through her veins. She was almost at her peak...

Hearing a thump, Olivia shot up and looked around frantically. What in the hell was she dreaming about? She looked at the floor and found the remote that had fallen off the couch. Her breathing labored as she realized it was just a dream that is until she looked down at her half naked body; pants were gone but her panties were still in tacked, but there was a puddle between her legs that had formed. There was no way she had done this.

Uh-oh! Was someone assisting our detective or did she do this on her own? Find out next time. Please let me know if you're enjoying the story.