I blame N.O.T.F for any and all errors as I was pressured into updating this. Thank you to Whip for her spiritual guidance.
She doesn't have much time during the week to stress about this predicament they are in or worry much other than in fleeting anxious moments when the reality of it creeps up on her.
Between her work life and home life there isn't much time for this very secret and very professional matter with a very personal element. Both they will be facing head on this weekend.
It's two hours from the city and they have to spend the night. It's part of the party and leaves guests able to connect after the party is over in a safe and discreet way in the nearby boutique hotel they have advised guests to stay at to insure for a safe, discreet and extremely confidential experience.
The drive there is mostly spent her on her phone answering work emails and talking to her son. Elliot is as focused as he can be given the circumstances but alternates calls on speaker with Bell and Jet for an upcoming one knows they are doing this outside of his connect in DC that gave him the heads up.
Olivia doesn't even know who the agent is just that Elliot has trusted him completely so by default she does knows Bell doesn't know and none of her co workers or Superiors do either. She knows that this is to protect them and their careers more so than would be lying to say the secrecy and how completely unethical this was, wasn't a huge turn on because it was.
Due to the construction and hellish traffic by the time they arrive it doesn't leave them with much time outside of getting showered and ready before they have to be at the soirée. Elliot lets her get ready without intruding or even doing much talking either really and she isn't sure if it's nerves or how he operates before going under.
Everyone is different and while they have done this type of work in the past it was never to this level and it was never ever when they were both when all the cards are on the table and so much sits between them already.
"You alright? Have everything picked out you are wearing?" He says quietly not even looking at her.
She remembers what happened the last time he picked out what she was wearing and the thought races through her that she isn't sure if this is just something he likes behind the cover.
That dressing her and undressing her is something he's given more thought to than the limitations of this assignment would ever require.
She walks out of the bathroom and her dress goes up to her neck, it's modest but sexy. He can see her endless leg popping out from the slit that rides up her leg leading to the delicate high heels she had managers to wear.
"I got this..." she says as she smiles at him. She can see his confusion.
This is a sex party.
A swinger event for the upper echelon of society and she looks pretty covered up. Stunning and sophisticated but also sexy. Just pretty covered up considering the assignment he silently thinks to himself.
She settles on a black nearly floor length dress that wraps around her neck and is totally sleeveless. It has a slit up the one leg that goes just above her knee. It's very form fitting but doesn't leave her too exposed. It's very formal, stylish and classy but it's extremely sexy.
He's never even see her in something like this.
Something where her new, or new to him curves aren't hidden or downplayed but accentuated even if she's not too provocatively dressed. Her hair is down and is perfectly smooth and straight and almost reaches the middle of her back. It's been so long since she's straightened it or put this type of effort forward but this is a role.
"I need help with my tie..." he says quietly as he finishes tucking in his shirt.
"No tie..." she says as she takes it from his hand and puts on the end of the bed where his jacket is.
"No jacket either... just the shirt, like this" she says quietly as she unbuttons the first three buttons on his shirt and smooths her hands down his chest.
She hears and more noticeably feels his breathing hitch and it's then she realizes they will be touching each other again and this time in real time. No more cameras or apps or carefully lit angles and positions.
This is all happening now.
She senses him keeping his distance, maybe out of professionalism or self preservation but she can see he's just as tense as she is. She walks to the mini bar and hands him a mini bottle of vodka and takes one for herself and brings over a bottle of orange juice. Without saying anything she opens both bottles and takes a swig of vodka before chasing it with orange juice.
It's then he sees that her dress is nearly backless, that it drops so low and is only held together by string and thin silver chains that are held by a jewel emblem.
"You already got a clear shot of my breasts. Figured I should give you something else to look at… close your mouth, we're going to be late."
He's stunned by her looks, yes of course but by her boldness too. The shape of her ass in that dress certainly doesn't help and she offers the orange juice to him and he shakes his head, downs the entire bottle and won't stop looking at her. She can see his jaw clicking. She isn't sure if the quick buzz of alcohol will tame him or fuel whatever the battle is raging on inside him but she can feel it brewing.
This will put them over into a whole new shift of before and after.
Like there was a definitive transformational shift after Gatiano and Oregon and as colossal of a change it was in the after of him leaving for a decade; this too is marking of a newness that can't be rewound for them both professionally and personally.
This is not only intimacy but being able to sell their own chemistry as being so convincing and so sexual it will help him get what he needs for a case and get them out of there alive.
The danger and the fact that they are going in blindly and without back up adds to the mountain tension inside the both of them.
It's not enough to stop him or have her question him either. She knows she's safe if he's there as is he. It's not about that. It's the unknown of what they will see and what they may or may not do that has her heart racing when they receive a notification that a car has arrived for them.
The driver is waiting in the lobby for them.
She grabs the masks and he takes her hand quickly before letting go.
"You look unreal...I can't even...yeah...you are really, really..." he bites his bottom lip and shakes his head lightly as his eyes travel down her body.
Olivia is grateful when he stops and she puts her hand on her stomach before her head drops forward.
She's shy.
He's really making her red and it's more so now than when she was withering in his lap on the verge of really soaking his shorts .This is different because his very real and personal feelings of attraction for her is laced with forbidden emotions and desires he held on to so deep and dear for far too long. She drops her head at the compliment and at Elliot's very open and honest way about something he had never ever mentioned before.
His attraction to her and physical appearance.
In all the years they were partners there was nothing ever said or hinted besides the occasional look when he thought she didn't down to get files in her second year when she just had chopped off all her hair.
She had been on a date and was in small black dress. He was used to seeing her in more gender neutral totally professional outfits up until that point.
It wasn't something to ever be seen in a work setting but they needed her at the station. It's in that dress he sees the shape of her breasts as she leans a bit too far forward to reach for the folder in front of her and he can't look away. It's that night when he can't get off without the thought of her on top of him with the dress pooled around her hips that he realizes she will never just be a partner to feels that's ten fold now too. Her beauty is striking and he only appreciates it more now as they now are older.
She asks him what's wrong in the taxi three times when she keeps catching him staring. Once they arrive it's very much like any other swanky party. Bottom level is general activity, with the more exclusive and more explicit as the floors go up, he explained to her from the little bit of intel he has on the night. Up the staircase they go and he notices men looking at her and women. They are both being sized up by curious eyes.
They are new blood and fresh meat she jokes in his ear as she playfully tucks her head into his neck as they walk are mysterious to what could be the regular guests. They have to be accepted and believable in order to get any information.
Elliot's hand stays on small of her back and moves down to her ass as he walks her through the party.
They open a door and there are people touching and kissing. A woman lying on her back totally naked with the mask on with a gorgeous man above her pleasuring himself.
As he looks down at her to see where she is looking he notices that she can't help but look down at the thick long hard-on that's totally erected and pulsating in some strange mans hand. Elliot sees her looking and holds her at the back of her neck lightly before kissing her shoulder, then her cheek. He wonders if she would be into watching him pleasure himself in front of her.
She turns her head and body ever so slightly before putting her tongue in his mouth as he pulls her in to kiss him hard and wet. He thinks of that slick hot tongue of hers wrapped around another part of his body and he groans inside of her mouth.
They pull apart when she hears a woman moaning louder and louder.
She's not far from them not on the opposite side of the room when she notices Elliot's eyes lingering at the woman masturbating in front of a man that goes down to bury his head between her legs. Olivia spots a door to the basement and pulls Elliot by his hand to wander down there for a file room or somewhere private but she stops dead in her tracks causing him to go up against her flush against her ass in the tight dress.
He can hear it before he can see what she's looking at and what they walked into.
A tall, muscular extremely handsome older black man being pleasured by two stunning women. One with a perfect bob hair cut with smooth dark skin and perfect other woman that's jerking the man into the mouth of the other woman, the one that has tanned freckled skin with thick curly hair cascading down her back as she bobs her mouth up and down on the man.
He's huge.
She can't look away as the two women share and have tongues dancing along the thick veined shaft. The man looks over from his golden mask and they meet eyes. She's in shock but she's also turned on. Elliot pulls her against him, he's hard against her ass and he holds her by her tummy.
She isn't pulling away and now the one girl is looking up and over at Olivia who is staring at the cock in the woman's mouth before she winks at her moments before she goes back to spitting and licking on it.
The other woman is taking as much of it in her cheeks as she can.
The man is stunning he's perfect his shape and size and his gorgeous face and lips aren't thankfully aren't hidden by the small eye nods at Elliot. This makes Elliot pull her against him and kiss her neck. Marking what's his she thinks as he sucks hard. She closes her eyes and knows that will mark tomorrow. She feels it in between her thighs.
Doesn't seem like he wants to share until they pull themselves away from the threesome and find themselves alone in a hallway with another woman.
A woman with short sleek pixie cut and endless legs wearing a skin tight skirt and blouse she has on with heels that make the woman seem intimidating but not that much knows she's looking at them, perhaps just her. She's felt her eyes on her since they did their first walk through and she was one of Elliot's picks on the app she remembers seeing.
A professional sports doctor. The woman is beautiful with pouty lips, caramel skin and short hair leaving Olivia's eyes fixated on her neck and the perfect chest on smirks at Olivia then glances down at Elliot and the front of his pants. She walks up to Olivia and grabs her hand softly then pulls her closer to whisper.
"Daddy let you play?" She says hotly, against Olivia's cheek.
"Yes..." Elliot answers for her. She doesn't know what to think, so instead she feels. She can feel Elliot hard against her, wanting her to explore with this beautiful woman.
The woman pulls Olivia in for a soft kiss right in front of Elliot.
She's assertive and holds on to the back of her neck while she kisses her softly. It's been years since Olivia has kissed a woman.
It's an exciting and erotic sensation to her, the softness of another woman's lips, hands holding her close but Elliot is numbing her to any and all outside pleasure.
Well almost, she thinks to herself as the beautiful woman kisses the corner of her mouth and lets her hand slide down her neck and rest on top of her breast.
"I'd love to take you home, you can bring him too...he a good hard fuck?" She whispers looking at Elliot but talking like he's not in the Room.
"Yeah she can't even walk the next morning but I got to go fuck her before I can share her...you going to stick around tonight sweetheart?" Elliot says as his large hand dances dangerously low on the woman's curvy backside.
The woman nods and tucks Olivia's hair behind her ear. Olivia's nipples are hard, Elliot can see it through the light but flexible fabric that has encased her body for the night.
"Let's play later. I think your partner here would like that, wouldn't you darling?" She says kissing Olivia's neck while squeezing the woman's ass with one firm grasping hold before giving it a light slap.
Elliot can't help but watch Olivia's well manicured hands grope the woman and leans forward and kisses Olivia's soft lips much to her surprise. She watches the woman walk away when she goes to the next room of the party and Elliot pulls her in close so that he's flush against her ass and his hand up around the side of her breast.
Elliot noticed the couple from their saved candidates on the app watching him. The older man there has been watching Olivia from the second they arrived and Elliot has been watching it and observing it silently until now.
"Twelve o' clock we have eyes from the app."
He kisses her shoulder and runs his lips back and forth over the smooth skin that's now covered in goosebumps. Her eyes shutter closes before she can even properly respond back.
This is a couple they had both selected on the app. The older man is ruggedly handsome with incredible style and allure about him that drew him in that she knows is entirely physical.
His wife must be ten to fifteen years his junior and is stunningly beautiful. Perfect smile, skin and Olivia has to fight from her eyes dropping to the perfect cleavage she has on display in a skin hugging silk champagne coloured gown.
"Let them chat...I find it always works better when the women connect first," The man says to Elliot snapping him out of his trance, as he watches the two women converse.
"You do this often?" Elliot asks them both."When time and life permits I always think it's safer and healthier to have a designated time and occasion for forbidden desires. There's no secrets this way..."
He hands Elliot a cigar and pulls out a gold zippo and puts it to both their Cubans as the mans wife guides Olivia over to the bar.
"That wife of yours is really something, she looks like...a handful..." The man says with a smirk as he looks over at Olivia flirting with his eyes dropping him to take in her form in the incredible dress that made her body look even more curvy from the side and back didn't know how to verbalize it then but he wishes he could now and just tell her she was fucking hot and not just for her age but in every regard. She did it for him. Big time. Always, has but now he wants to bust this guys lip but he also doesn't blame him. This is a cover after all too.
"She's a good girl let's just put it that way" Elliot says as he exhales blowing it past them.
"How'd you get so lucky?" The man says with a smirk but he isn't joking.
"I'm not sure, ... to be honest she's way too good for me. She's the full package, the real deal.." Elliot says as he watches her move to the bar beside them.
"Beauty, brains, I don't know how I got so lucky, and I certainly don't deserve her, but I'm not going to screw it up"
"You are okay with sharing? Seems like you don't want to leave her out of your sight..which is too bad because the big party in Miami is really something," the man whispers.
"Miami?" This could be what they came for.
"The east coast chapter is just an affiliate, everything is organized b the Miami headquarters. You think this is something? Jesus Christ it's nothing compared to Miami, I'll send you the invite but it's more than just looking there I should warn you," Elliot is speechless and nods as the man pulls out his phone.
"I'm okay with her experimenting, doesn't mean I won't be watching...or joining..." he smirks as he looks over at two blonde women kissing in a corner, one has her hand inside the other woman's skirt.
"How is she with women? My wife is really into her you know that right?" The man says as he looks around for them.
She's out of Elliot's sight and he tries not to panic. He knows she's one hell of a cop and her intuition is immaculate, he can't worry not when he brought her into this all.
"We've never brought a woman into the fold, she was into it when she was single but.."
"Now he lets me play, isn't that right? And you know I like when you don't let me leave your sight..." she winks at them both as she appears beside them with the mans beautiful wife back at his side as she stares holes through Olivia.
She really is into her and he would be lying to say he wouldn't really like to watch it, and being a silent part of it in any way. "He likes watching...isn't that so?" She asks Elliot as she holds on to his belt buckle, dangerously close to his erection that has not quit since the minute he seen her smooth back and the dip and generous swell of her ass in the nearly backless dress.
"He does huh?" The woman smirks as she pulls Olivia in a close embrace and kisses her so lightly. Elliot watches as Olivia's eyes slip close as she puts her hand on the woman's collarbone.
"I don't think he wants to share sweetie" the man says to his wife. He looks down at Olivia's body and Eliot knows that his plans for Olivia go beyond 's thinking /'d are of touching her, of fucking her and Elliot can tell and he's also is trying to talk himself out of slipping out of this character so that he doesn't crack this rich fuck in his perfectly chiseled jaw.
"Not with you but with her..." Olivia says to the man with a wink. She's a lot better at undercover than he is, he thinks to himself.
"I figured as much...well let's meet at the hotel after, let them play..." the man says to Elliot with his eyes still fixated on Olivia.
Elliot nods and smirks as if he isn't thinking of taking Olivia back to the hotel and giving her something that woman, or anyone in his party would be capable of doing to her and giving her.
A touch that he knows has been long overdue.
Decades in the making.
The type of fucking that comes after twenty years of great restrain and limitations all of which have been lifted.
The type of pounding he wants to give her body - the rough and passionate way he wants to take her that he knows she could take.
The way that physically her body is more than capable of the force he wants to channel in on her while buried inside.
The type of sex that would leave them both changed, both fucked beyond the point of ever, ever being able to walk away from this or each other ever again.
That's why he is confident in this mission and in her. The history and loyalty and attraction that has been boiling over for far too long builds a trust in describe beyond words.
He watches Olivia say goodbye to the woman and takes her card. They kiss quickly goodbye and her husband kisses Olivia on the cheek before whispering in her part ways for now and as he takes Olivia's hand he can tell how heavy her breathing is now."…The fuck he say to you?" Elliot growls in her ear.
She stops and his hand wraps around her bare arm. The mask can't hide her honesty he sees there and the lust in her eyes.
"He said he hopes you fuck me good tonight..." she whispers, looking down at his lips then back up to his eyes.
If it were up to him she would be bent over the nearest counter, couch or sink. He wants to fuck her brains out and he knows he could do things to her body that would turn her completely out but not here. Not now.
They are making their way back to the main floor when a younger blond woman with huge breasts nearly bursting out of her dress comes up to them and it's clear this time that she's after Elliot and not his partner.
She barely addresses Olivia before turning to Elliot in a shimmery silver metallic mask.
"Daddy, you wanna play? Will your wife let you?" The woman is straight up and has her hand on his stomach just right above Olivia's hand that's holding on to his belt buckle.
"Not sure you could handle him sweetheart.." she says flirting with the girl in a way that also doubles as telling her to back off.
In other words she better not even fucking try it.
"That's too bad, I'd try my best to...handle it, might have to take it easy on me. You know real slow, soft...unless you want it to hurt a bit at first, daddy..." the woman is seductive and outright and keeps looking into Elliot's eyes.
Now Olivia is the one that wants to crack someone in the jaw now as she thinks to herself that despite the teasing and big talk this woman could not handle at his size or age or strength completely undone. She doesn't even have had to been one of his lovers to know that. She knows him as more. As his partner.
Olivia thinks wickedly how she could handle him, how she's handled him in the past and all the anger and aggression but not in a sexual way. She wants it to be her now. She wants it to be her body now that he has to channel it in on.
But this is work now so she takes the business card of the woman with her name and number on it before winking it and putting it in Elliot's pocket.
A film producer.
Amber.
Of course.
"Isn't the purpose to play?" He asks her.
"No it's to pretend..." she says sternly. She is not to be fucked with and it makes him hard.
She doesn't know that about him, that despite his domineering presence her authoritative and strong attitude has always really done it for him.
Aside from the machismo is a man that would love to be restrained, to be told what to do and how to behave at the hands of a woman just like Olivia.
He's also a man that really gets turned on by the idea of Olivia being jealous and possessive because it's so rare to see, if not extremely forbidden behaviour between them from she's a lot. Powerful, beautiful and terrifyingly intimidating.
"We should play...you are right" she says as the handsome black man from the basement earlier is alone now and eying her from across the room.
Elliot seen the way her eyes drifted and stayed on his cock.
He knows if perhaps he wasn't here, if this wasn't the circumstances which brought them here that the man would absolutely try to have his way with her and he's pretty sure she would let him too.
Gone are the two woman that devoured him on their knees. He's burning holes through Olivia from across the room and it makes Elliot want to go ballistic. He seen her eyes staring at the man inside the mouths of two women. He also thinks she likes seeing him riled up too but this is a mission and he can't blow it because he's worried Olivia is attracted to other people.
"Don't even start..." he warns her. Yes this is a this is a cover but he can't hide who he is inside to her. A protector, someone jealous, someone in love, someone that would kill for her.
"What...you wanted us to play right? And you look like my guard dog..." she says as she licks her top teeth after taking a sip of pulls her close by the waist and at that point the man watching her from across the room is walking away.
"I'll give you something to play with..." he mumbles under his breath as a woman walks past him and slides a card into his pocket.
This is going to be a long night.