It all moves so fast between them getting inside the room and under the covers. Her shoes are off before she can even blink then he begins working at her dress, sucking at her neck, fingers pinching and pulling until the dress is off and has joined her heels on the floor.
His shirt is off before she even has a chance to savour the moment or the sight of him but then once he has her stripped down to nothing but her panties after she snapped her own strapless bra off minutes ago, it stunned him.
Finally Olivia outside of the work clothes - the blouses and slacks are forgotten as are the delicate and extremely sensual pieces of lingerie she let him pick out for her to wear.
This was her near nude laid out for him to do with her whatever he pleases. This isn't an act or a gig but then finally both submitting even if it's here rendering over all control.
He can see her growing impatient as he looks down at her beautiful soft body laying in the dark cold hotel room until everything slows down. He takes his time here even if it's killing him, and her especially.
She needs this but so does he. He has wanted her so badly for far too long. This possible case and what it is or was had forced them to face the sexuality behind the chemistry and attention they hold.
He's never felt so free.
She's never felt so out of her body, her realm and personal reality has been flipped upside down as she looks down at Elliot pulling down her panties.
The marked up body covered with ink and hair and scars is hovering down hers now as he kisses her belly and his fingertips being to pull down.
"I love you," he whispers into the night, it makes her hold her hand over her face and he makes his way down. She's never felt this nervous or eager for another's touch in her entire life. Not ever.
She wants to pull him up and she tries to get his attention to stop him but he's cascading down her body kissing her belly, her hip, her thighs and then when her panties are totally off he spreads her with his knees on the inside of hers and looks down.
He smiles that cocky perfect grin and takes off his belt and kicks off his pants as he goes down on his knees and pulls her to the end of the bed.
She closes her eyes and can't believe this is happening.
She also knows this goes beyond needs but an animalistic want that runs between them. Just weeks ago she had disclosed to him that this was an area of sex that was never her foray. That despite the experience she had and encounters that she had as a single adult woman that a man pleasuring her in this way was never something that had her totally out of her mind lost in pleasure.
He's going to change that and it feels so good to be the one to change that for her. To make her feel so so good at something only he can do for her. He's so confident in that.
He dips two fingers in before he replaces them with the tip of his smooth tongue. His eyes shut instantly and he moans into the bliss that it is her unique sweet taste. Finally. Taking what's his. Giving her what he's always, always wanted to give and do to her body.
The thing he blocked his mind from dwelling in out of sheer lack of mental restraint. It doesn't help when she confides in him that this very act is where she has never found much pleasure in. Never the type of orgasms that would have made it memorable or even something she truly enjoyed but he puts an end to that tonight.
Her thighs are quivering as he holds them open and up so that he's guiding her right to his mouth. His tongue eagerly and quickly finds the bundle of nerves to send her over so he dances around it. Licks all around, inside her, in long torturous strokes with the wide base of his tongue all the way to the tip of it flickering against her.
She is gripping the pillow behind her with one hand and covering her face with the other. She's shaking her head moaning nononono until she can't even say that. She's just dead silent, out of breath riding his face with one hand holding at the base of his skull and the other over her own mouth in disbelief.
Elliot's buzzed hair or lack thereof between her legs, his mouth against her so intimately with his tongue dancing around her, teasing her and totally inside of her.
She gives him the reigns to mold her body at his will, to bend her knees and spread her wide and force a spasm out of her far sooner than she would have ever experienced normally, or ever.
She clutches at the bed as he really zones in on her and there's no more dancing around. It's him working that swollen little spot into a frenzy as his fingers pump inside of her slowly.
He reminds her how beautiful she is, how much he has always wanted do this to her before he dives his head back down.
He licks her and sticks fingers in and curves them slightly while he's pumping her at the same time as his tongue is working away. She can barely handle it. She won't stop moving and clawing at him . He can tell she isn't used to this or it's beyond her threshold of what she is used to dealing with and it excites him, gives him confidence in an act he's only ever done with his wife. Not with the women overseas, not while he was separated. It's now for her. The wide soft skillful tongue against her most sensitive nerve ending. Softly and so slowly licking and kissing and tasting her.
He keeps licking but slips his fingers out and lifts up between her breasts and into her mouth. She closes her eyes and sucks at her own sweet taste. It drives him insane as he looks up at her but not stopping his mouth from sucking on her, fucking on her senseless with his mouth.
Her beautiful body is quivering now. Her thighs, her tummy and her breasts are lightly shaking because of how hard she is trying to control herself when he has all of it on the tip of his tongue quite literally.
She's convulsing already. She's glistening when he pulls his face back to get a look at his hand thrusting away.
All he does is go harder and fast and then drops his head back down after watching his fingers work inside of her. Her soft belly lightly moving with his increased pressure as are her full breasts jiggle.
Then the minute he curls his fingers when he's pumping them inside her with force that she explodes. All over his mouth, face, chin is dripping his chest and hand are covered, the sheets wet beneath her is all her. Proof of her arousal and his success in bringing her totally over the edge. She's panting with her eyes closed unlike her mouth which is wide open in shock. It takes her a while to come down off her high. He lets her lay and collect herself before he pulls himself out of the bed.
Sheets are wet, his face and her body- his light grey underwear darkened by what they did. He pulls his fingers out and runs them down her legs.
He bends his head back down to lick and kiss where it's still wet on her thigh making her shiver and tremble all over again.
She shakes around hot fingers and tongue until she pushes a him away. It's too much. She rolls away from the big wet spot underneath her and hides her face into the pillow.
His face, chin, hand and chest evident with her arousal all over. Under her, all over the bed.
"That's...I'm sorry but..." she doesn't know how to explain what's just happened. It has never ever happened to her ever, ever before. She's so out of breath she can barely talk.
"Don't apologize for that, you have no idea what that did to me...what it does to me.." he says looking down at her as he stands beside the bed holding out a water for her.
"That's never happened" she whispers as she takes a couple sips and hands back to him.
"You tasted sweet..just like I always knew you would.." he says as he pulls her in for a kiss. He wants her to taste it. He groans and smiles into her mouth when he feels her tongue swipe up hard against his to her another taste of herself.
She can barely open her eyes and when she does she sees his hand, belly and all the dark curled hair on his abs leading to his cock are all wet and sticky. The front of his grey boxers are darkened from the wetness.
He came too.
Just from getting her off with his mouth. Off the taste of her alone he just couldn't wait.
"I couldn't help myself, I wouldn't have lasted a second after seeing you cum...tasting you cum...wow" he trails off into a laugh. He has no shame but still seems somewhat surprised by it none the less.
She is beat red and coming down off her high when she realizes her legs are still totally spread naked. She grabs the blanket beside her in a wrinkled twist and pulls them over her body.
Panting, drenched, weak and useless. Her body is unable to move, or feel anything outside of the pulsating her body still has thrumming in gentle waves now.
Elliot's made her cum.
Elliot's eaten her out and dipped his fingers inside her all while barely being able to stop rubbing himself.
Elliot exploded inside his underwear and all over his stomach at the taste of her.
"I think we need a shower," he says smiling looking down at his stomach hair, his face is glistening as well just like her between her legs and down her thighs.
Smug prick looks pleased with himself and the mess they made.
"You want me to go in first?" She breaths out loudly. "Just give me a second.."
"I'll get the towels, meet me in five.." he leans over and kisses her soft but just enough for her to know her taste is on his lips.