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Unhinged
At first it was a blur.
The second she told him to touch her, his hands were like magnets on her body. All she could comprehend was the electricity his touch was sending all over her.
Then she felt them slide down to her ass, gripping and pulling, his hands rough… taking. His mouth went to her collar bone pulling at her skin with his teeth, then his lips sucked their way down to her breasts.
His hands went to the back of the bustier looking for a way to unhook it.
"Front…" was all she could manage to say.
Without taking his mouth off her, his hands came around to her breast, squeezing them, teasing her nipples through the fabric as his mouth sucked hard on the tops of her breasts, bruises already forming.
She pulled at him by the neck, trying to keep his face and mouth as close to her as possible, needing more of him. He was making her whimper with his hands and all she wanted was to feel his mouth on her nipples and do that thing with his tongue that at this point might make her come undone.
He loved how voluptuous she was. He couldn't even count how many times he thought about how her breasts would feel in his hands, how she would sound when he took one of her nipples in his mouth. Sometimes that thought alone was enough to get him aroused.
And now here they were, Olivia moaning, trying to bury his face in them. Sometimes it felt like a dream.
His hands made their way to the clasps at the front, and he growled. They weren't easily opening, and they were in his way. Keeping him from where he wanted to be.
He heard her laugh a little at his inability.
His fingers found the edges and he tugged. He heard the sound of fabric ripping, then he yanked it hard, splitting the sheer fabric from the seam tearing it off her.
"That was expensive…" she breathed out.
"I'll buy you more…" he rasped quickly before his mouth claimed her again.
He heard her scream a little as he took her right nipple in his mouth, and it was like music to his ears. He did that thing she loved with his tongue, and he felt her buck and then her body started to tremble. He snaked his arms around her again holding her close as her head fell back, feeling nothing but pride that his mouth on her breast could make her orgasm.
It wasn't a huge orgasm, but that was coming later. She spurred something in him with all her commands and teasing. It awoke something deep and animal in him. She already owned him, and the thought of her wanting to make sure he knew it did something to him. He wanted the same thing. Take her… claim her… like no one else ever had or ever would.
To say his sex life with Kathy was normal was being polite. It was very vanilla. She wasn't the type of woman to ask for things in bed. She preferred the softer side. Which wasn't always bad, it gave them five kids and some good memories. But there were times after hard cases he just wanted to… be uninhibited… unhinged.
There were times late at night in the past he wanted to get up and go over to Olivia's… knowing she was awake after a tough case. Wanted to be impulsive and destructive and just succumb to what he knew they both needed… what they both wanted. He usually just ended up calling her and they would just listen to each other breathe…
There also were times when he would go into the cribs to wake her up and he would just stand there staring at her, thinking… what would she do if he just… kissed her.
Those thoughts were dangerous then, but now…now that they were together and all their walls were broken down, he knew with Olivia… anything was possible. The things he thought about doing to her… the things he wanted to do to her… those were things he never thought about with Kathy. He knew they weren't possible, but now…
Olivia wasn't afraid of him. She even egged him on. She wanted him to lose control. She wanted to be on the receiving end of his unrestrained need. And he only wanted it to be with her. She was the driving force behind his animalistic desire to own her and be owned. Only her.
She heard his arrogant laugh as his mouth was still around her nipple. He knew what he just caused to happen. She yanked him by his jaw to make him look at her. His hands gripped her back tighter.
He could see the sparks in her eyes, and he melted. A sinister smile flashed across her face as she pulled him by the jaw to her lips. She immediately dominated his mouth, her tongue sliding in, taking his breath. As she devoured him, he felt her knees widen, sliding herself down over his lap. He moaned in her mouth as she rubbed up against his burdening erection. Her lips then trailed over his jaw to his ear as he desperately tried to regain his breath.
Her hand slid between them, and she slipped it into his sweats pulling him free, her delicate hands wrapping around his length and caressing him. He hissed out a moan as she started to make his mind explode with her warm soft touch.
"Mine…" she murmured in his ear as she sped her hand up and took his earlobe in her mouth.
He wasn't sure if it was the possessiveness in her voice when she said the word "Mine" or just the fact she said it at all, but that combined with her talented hand sent him spiraling. His head dropped into her shoulder, and his teeth sank into her skin.
"Oh yes El… YES, come for me…." She said her voice high and breathy. She felt his hips thrust up, and his body jerked as he came, his warm liquid covering her fingers and some spilling on her stomach. She continued to stroke him riding his orgasm out.
He was breathing heavy and ragged into her, his mind completely blank. When he finally lifted his head, he leaned it against her neck before moving his face to look at her.
She held his eye contact, mesmerized by the deep longing in his eyes, and then removed her hand from him, bringing her fingers to her mouth. She closed her eyes and moaned as she tasted him on them.
His mind snapped back into reality and his entire body tensed watching her. He felt the twinge of arousal again down in his cock.
"You play dirty…" he said, every word lust soaked.
She opened her eyes again, removing her fingers from her mouth and laughed.
"I warned you…" she said referencing the comment she made to him after their first shower together.
He smiled, caressing her ass, pulling her into his growing erection as he thought about that shower with her. Remembering that weekend softened his imperative need for the moment, letting his love for her surround him.
"You did warn me…" he said, softly kissing the bruises he left earlier.
"I'm taking what I want tonight… and I won't stop you from taking what you want…" she said, very clearly. She was verbally letting him know it was on. She was his for the taking, and he was hers.
"You won't?" he asked softly still kissing her skin lightly, a little lost in his thoughts of her.
She loved how soft and sensual he was with her, but she wanted that later… she wasn't done getting what she wanted tonight. She needed to push the envelope of his pride to get him back on track. She wanted it rough… on the edge of pain and pleasure in a way she knew only Elliot would be able to give to her.
"Unless you can't handle me…" she said, biting back her enthusiasm knowing this was just enough of a challenge to get him started again.
His head snapped up sharply and his grip tightened on her back. He huffed out an aggressive laugh.
"Handle you…" he bit sharply.
Before she could react to his words his lips crushed themselves to hers. He took ownership of them. His hands made their way up into her hair. He pulled the clip out, letting her long dark locks cascade down before his hand went up and fisted in her hair and he tugged her head back as his teeth found her neck.
She yelped at the pleasure of it all gripping his shoulders for balance. He wrapped his other arm around her waist lifting them off the couch. His hand in her hair let go and cleared the kitchen table of the dishes from his dinner, shattering them as they hit the floor, before he slammed her back onto it.
He quickly pulled his sweats down with his left hand needing to feel his skin against hers, stepping out of them and pushing them out of the way as she toed off her heels.
She moaned feeling his weight on her as his erection slid up against her. She planted her feet on the table, trying to arch her hips up into him.
"I know how to… handle you…" he said in-between the assault on her neck.
He decided since he already ruined her bustier, he might as well ruin the set and he twisted the thin fabric of her thong in his hand and ripped it off her.
"I know right where you live and breathe…" he rasped into her ear as his fingers finally feeling just how wet she was.
They both moaned simultaneously, and Olivia's nails dug into the back of his neck. He started circling her clit, in just the same way she had done to herself, an image that would forever be imbedded in his mind.
He felt her start to take in quick shallow breaths and she moaned out his name.
He wasted no time thrusting two of his fingers inside her while continuing with his thumb on her core and an evil smile crossed his face when he heard her shriek out. He curved his fingers up, hitting those two little ridges inside her and he felt her clamp down on him immediately.
She squirmed and shook as he continued to hit her g-spot as her orgasm heightened. Her hands flew to the edges of the table needing something to hang onto as Elliot lifted himself up on his left hand to watch her.
All of a sudden, she felt him move from over top of her and he was pulling her feet to the ground. She sat up off the table as he continued with his fingers and moved one of her legs over his shoulder as he got on his knees.
She screamed out his name as his tongue swirled around her clit before he sucked it into his mouth and his fingers started pumping inside her.
She came all over his face and fingers. She was gripping his head holding it to her core as she shook above him. He took every last drop of her, not wanting to waste her sweetness. He loved the way she tasted, it was something so inexpressible and personal to him… to know how she tastes.
He felt her hands smooth out and down to his shoulders, and he took one last lick with his tongue feeling her shiver and looked up at her. She was smiling ear to ear looking at herself all over his face. Then she took his fingers that were in her and pulled them up to her mouth, tasting herself on them, knowing he was going to liquify watching her do this.
"Christ…" he whispered in shock of what he just watched her do. It was the hottest thing he'd ever seen. Just when he thought he was winning this game, she out did him. Goddamn he thought.
She removed his fingers, kissing the tips and then looked down at him and said in a sultry smug voice, "You look good on your knees Detective…"
In an instant he had hauled her up against the wall and buried himself in her. He couldn't take it anymore. He needed to be insider her… he needed to fuck her. He needed to be buried so deep and fuck her so hard she wouldn't know where she was anymore.
"Oh my God oh my God oh my God…." She whimpered as her body started to reacted once again just at him entering her. She clung to him, her nails digging into his back.
He felt a little orgasm ripple through her knowing she was still sensitive from her last one. He held her there against the wall, still deep inside her till he felt her relax the tiniest bit from her climax. She wrapped her arms and legs tighter around him and he walked them to his bedroom.
He flung them on the mattress, pushing inside her a little more as he landed on top of her.
She laughed that fucking sexy ass laugh of hers and he knew she thought she had succeeded in her mission. With everything he had left inside him he steeled his mind and didn't pound her into oblivion just yet.
She yelped at the weight of him the contact it gave her core. He still hadn't begun moving inside of her and she was dying.
"Elliottt…" she moaned. He was keeping her on a sharp edge on purpose and she knew it.
He smiled, and slowly pulled out of her and slid back in. This pace he was setting was unnerving her and he loved every single second of it.
"Elliot please…" she begged. She couldn't help herself anymore, if he didn't start moving faster she was going to disintegrate. She clawed at his lower back moaning and thrusting her own hips up to his trying to speed up his movements.
"Please what?" He asked through gritted teeth. She was making it hard for him to resist with her hands and hips and moaning.
She growled at him and bit into his shoulder, then sucking and kissing up his neck.
"You know what…" she rasped into his ear.
He had enough of her trying to get him to speed up and he decided to take things into his own hands. He reached around to her, fighting her muscular arms and pinned them down into the mattress.
"I wanna hear it… I want to hear you say it Olivia…" he said inches from her face and at the edge of his control. He took her breath away as he slowly and painstakingly thrust back into her.
Son of a bitch she thought. Son of a bitch…
Her want took over and she looked deep into his eyes, deciding to let him win because then… they both win.
"Fuck me Elliot… make it hurt…" She said breathless.
Something inside him snapped.
He sat back on his knees and yanked her to hers, turning her to face the wall his headboard was against. He slammed her hands against the wall with his on top of hers. He connected his mouth to her ear and restarted his rough assault down her neck. His hands trailed down her arms, and roughly grabbed her breasts, tweaking her nipples causing her to moan louder.
He removed his right hand and guided himself into her from behind. She closed her knees a little more as he entered her, and they both hummed at the feeling of him entering her tight wet walls.
Then he started to fuck her.
His right hand went to the top of her shoulder, curling around for grip and his left moved from her breast to down around her waist, keeping her exactly where he wanted her. His thrusts were hard and fast, filling her completely.
Olivia's arms were burning pushing against his thrusts trying to keep her face from hitting the wall and her body was now covered in a sheen of sweat. Her moaning was becoming feral and unhinged, and she could hear Elliot's were as well. He was ungentle in his hold of her, and unyielding in his quest to reach deeper inside her than any man had ever been. It felt so damn good and so distinctly… Elliot.
She was on the verge of imploding, and she didn't know if she could wait any longer. Then, as if he was reading her mind, he caged her upper body, laying his chest along her back. His lips came to her ear.
"Mine…" he said repeating her word to him, and his left hand made its way down to her clit and circled it, putting pressure on her causing her orgasm to hit her like a ton of bricks.
Her head fell back on his shoulder as she arched into him, screaming his name over and over and over again. She was shaking uncontrollably, and all of a sudden where normally her climax would start to wash over her like a wave slowly ebbing away, it didn't, and she felt a tsunami hit her, and a gush of warm liquid running down her thighs.
Her mind shattered as Elliot sent her into oblivion.
Realizing what just happened, sent Elliot spiraling into the same oblivion, and they fell off the edge of the earth together.