"You run faster than most suspects," Stabler pant, bent over with his hands on his knees as he gasped for air. Benson jogged back to him. "Maybe that's why they're always in cuffs by the time you get there," she smirked, poking fun at the man. "I knew you didn't like running, but damn El, your stamina is better in bed."

"Because doing you is my favorite form of cardio."

"How about this. You beat me back to the apartment, I'll treat you to a surprise," she bargained.

"A surprise, huh?" he asked with his mischievous grin as he straightened up, still panting.

"A surprise," she whispered as she grasped his manhood through polyester shorts. "And your panting won't be from running."

Liv exited the stairwell to find her fiancé leaning against the apartment door, a shit-eating grin plastered across his face.

"Ass," Olivia muttered, shaking her head in disbelief.

"What was that?" he smirked, cupping his ear mockingly.

"You know what I said." Liv slid her key into the lock and opened the door.

"What about the surprise?" El cooed into her ear as he grabbed her from behind before she walked through the doorway.

"You're incorrigible." The man chuckled as his prisoner escaped his grip. She entered their home and chucked her keys on the counter. "Bedroom. Now," she commanded as she slid her own shirt over her head, the front door still wide open as her breasts escaped their bondage. Stabler nearly tripped over himself trying to shut the door and simultaneously remove his t-shirt, her predatory growl beckoning him as he followed her into the other room.

Olivia grabbed a hair tie from the bathroom counter, holding Elliot's stare as she pulled her short brown hair into a ponytail as she sauntered over to him. She paused in front of her naked fiancé, drenched in sweat from his run, but it wouldn't be long until the sweat was from other activities. She placed her hands on his chiseled pecks, his heart pounding as if it wanted to leap from his chest. Liv moved as if she was going for a kiss, Elliot reciprocating, but she held out a finger, stopping him as his lips collided with her digit. A smirk danced across her face. Olivia clicked her tongue is disapproval as she dragged her hands down El's frontside as she knelt down, her face now level with his erect member. Electricity shot through Elliot's body as his fiancé took him in her mouth, moving rhythmically up and down his length.

"Fuck baby," he groaned, stabilizing himself with the footboard, his other hand instinctively moving to the back of her head. She paused, turning her attention to his sack. Benson sucked one of the round balls into her mouth, continuing to stroke his shaft with her hand at a pace that caused his muscular legs to tremble. Moans continued to escape his lips as she moved back to focus on his dick, flicking the edges with the tip of her tongue. With each lick, Elliot's body jolted, livewires continually lighting inside of him. Olivia once again enveloped his manhood, her lips forming a perfect ring around its circumference. She looked up, locking eyes with El as she continued to maneuver back and forth. He gripped the back of her head, forcing her farther onto him with each stroke. "God, Livvy," Stabler choked, his eyes rolling back in response.

"Not yet, Detective," she purred as she stood up, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. "I'm not done with you yet." She pushed him onto the bed. Her fiancé laid there sprawled in front of her in all of his glory, waiting for her to continue her control over him. Liv climbed on top of him, straddling his hips as she slid onto him, her warmth taking all of him inside of her. Her eyelids fluttered as his tip brushed her G-spot. Using his chest to stabilize her, Olivia continued to move up and down on him while he thrust to match her pace. Elliot's hands latched onto to his fiancé's hips, pulling her farther down onto him with each stroke.

"You take it so well," he moaned provocatively, his voice abysmal. He couldn't take it anymore. In a fluid movement, Elliot rolled, depositing Liv on her back as he hovered over her, taking control. "And when I'm done with you, Mrs. Stabler, you won't be able to run for a long time," he growled, his voice seeping with desire. El grasped her inner thighs as he thrust into her repeatedly. Olivia gasped at the feeling of being filed to the brim, of him hitting all the right spots.

"Oh God," Liv whimpered as her back arched.

"Not God. Just Elliot. But if you see God, ask Him to forgive me for things I do to you," Stabler ordered as he picked up the pace. Her whole body moved with every stroke, his sheer, unbridled force reaching even the top of her head. Liv's legs began to tremble as the pressure grew. "Come for me, Livvy," Elliot instructed as his thumb moved to her slit and began working on her clit. Benson could have seen her brain with how far back her eyes were rolled when her orgasm found her. Her knuckles blanched white as she grasped onto Elliot's forearms, trying to ground herself as the wave washed over her. But the man did not stop there. Stabler continued to ravage her body, soon eliciting a second orgasm from his fiancé as his release filled her pulsating body.

The two collapsed onto the bed panting and drenched in sweat.

"That is definitely my favorite form of cardio," Elliot breathed in between pants.

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