Time jump: Later that night
Olivia paced by the main entrance waiting for the arrival of Jack. From what Rafael told her, Javier was on his way to pick him up.
"You're worried about the boy." Elliot appeared behind her.
"Is that a crime?"
Elliot shrugged. "No, I was just stating an observation."
"Why don't you go observe something useful for the case." Olivia muttered. "Rafael and the kids are at the lounge. Use the time to snoop around."
Elliot reached for her arm, turning her towards him. "Liv, what's the matter? You've been off these past days."
"I'm fine El." Shrugging his hand off, she jumped at hearing the car pull In. "I just miss Noah is all."
"Noah is fine." Elliot assured her. "I'll speak with Craigen to see if we can give Noah a call."
"I rather no-"
"Liv?!" Jack ran towards the woman the moment he saw her. Wrapping his arms around her he held her tightly.
Olivia was a bit taken back by his actions. Of all the children, Jack was the one she least interacted with. They had a nice relationship, but nothing past a few jokes and worries on her end. Still, she wrapped her arms around his shoulders. One hand laid on his head, caressing his head when she noticed he was crying softly. Catching Javier's eyes, she looked over at Elliot and back.
Getting the hint, he ushered Elliot back into the house. "I am sure your partner is looking for you."
Once they were gone, Olivia pulled back enough to look Jack in the eyes. "Jack, what is the matter? Are you hurt?"
"I-I thought I was going to die." He whispered. "I was seconds from getting my head bashed in before dad pulled through. I didn't think he would."
"Please, your father had every man working in getting you back." Olivia told him. "He wasn't about to let you down. None of us were."
"Tio told me what you and Ryan did." Jack took in a deep breath, looking down at her with a soft look. "I don't know how to thank you. You don't know me that well and yet, you risked your life to help me."
"You don't have to thank me, mijo." Placing her hand on his jawline, she couldn't help but think of Noah. "I promised you and your father I would help look out for you. No matter the risks."
Leaning forward he kissed her on the cheek. "Thank you."
"Come, let's go see your father." Snaking her arm through his they walked into the house.
Standing back, she watched both father and son embrace in a tight hold. The more she lived and learned about them, the more she was conflicted. On paper, they were all bad. Murders. Cold-hearted. But it was nothing like that. She has seen Rafael with the people in El barrio. A lot of the money he made was given back to the schools, clinics, and families. She has seen him kill before, but they weren't spur-of-the-moment killings. He wasn't a bad man. He just picked the wrong occupation. And still no matter how good of a saint he was, his reign would fall by her hand.
Time jump:
"I didn't thank you for today." Rafael found Olivia outside by the pool. "And I didn't ask you if you were okay either."
"I don't need thanks." Olivia kept her back turned to him. Her gaze was down at the water, the light underneath giving it a shimmering look. "And I am fine."
"Ryan told me you took Hector's death pretty hard."
Olivia scoffed. "I am fine."
"Liv." He huffed at her jerking away from his touch. "Yeah, you seem fine to me."
"I'm going to bed." Before she could reach the steps, she was pulled back and pushed against one of the pillars.
"I get it you don't like to talk about your feelings. But do not brush me off like that." Barba growled lowly. "I won't ask if you don't want me to. As for Hector, he did what he thought he was supposed to do. He gave his life not just to give you and Ryan a chance to escape, but it also saved my boy. His death is not yours to burden with."
"I never leave a man behind." Olivia spoke the words like a moto.
Grabbing her by the jaw he forced her to look up at him. "You have been hounding me for weeks to let you join the Angelicos. And for some ludicrous reason, I have conceded. Not just as some low-level soldier, but as someone to stand by my side." Leaning in closer to her, he stared into her doe eyes. "Death is all around me Olivia. So, I will ask you one last time. Are you sure you want to join me? If you choose not to, then that's it. Your priority will only be my children."
Staring into his green eyes, she felt mesmerized. Not trapped or forced. "I'm sure." It was hard to read his expression, but the small glint she saw in his eye was that of uneasiness. Lost in that thought she jerked back when he attempted to kiss her. She hadn't meant to do that; it was a reflex of hers.
"Alright." Lowering his hand to his side, he took a step back. "I am going to call it a night."
Olivia wasn't sure what to do at that moment, so she tapped into her inner child. Waiting until he was right in her sights, she ran forward and tackled him into the pool. Swimming to the top she gasped for air just as he did the same.
Rafael ran a hand through his hair, pushing it back. "You could have just asked to go for a swim."
"And run the risk of being shut down?" Olivia chuckled swimming to the steps of the pool. Taking a seat on the second to first, she came face to face with a soaking Rafael.
Rafael watched her for a moment. Even completely drenched to the bone she was breathtaking. Standing on the lowest step, he removed his coat tossing it over the lounging chair. Barba watched her carefully, as her hands and fingers worked on his shirt. He has had only one other woman undress him before and that was his wife. It felt different, nice, and intimate. He gasped softly as his shirt was open and her hands laid flat on his chest. Her fingers trailed over his scars; they were just marks by now. But they will never leave him. They served as a reminder of his mistakes.
Olivia glanced up at him, having heard the small gasp. She knew he was weary of his scars; she knew from the way he tensed up and always kept them hidden. Running her hand gently over the scars, she leaned forward following the same trail with her lips. Leaving gently kisses as she slowly stood. Stopping to nibble on his neck.
"You in a hurry to see me shirtless again Liv?" He joked trying to get her mind off his previous reaction.
"Don't flatter yourself, Barba." Olivia scoffed.
Barba tilted his head to the side, giving her free access to his neck. Now he wasn't one to let a woman take control, but he allowed her this chance. He would gladly take it back later, but for now, he would just enjoy the affection. Feeling the pressure on his shoulders, he followed her lead and sat back down on the step. Olivia then straddled him. God, she felt good. Sitting up she gazed down at him, locking eyes with his green ones. If she was going to back out, now would be the perfect time.
Olivia gazed into his eyes; she was always good at reading people. His eyes for once were not guarded. They gave her the chance to see into him. He held nothing, but lust and passion. No way was she going to back out now. Leaning forward Olivia brushed her lips over his, testing the waters. His hands laid lazily on her thighs, as he kissed her back.
Barba held back a groan when her lips descended onto his. Moving his hands up to her hips, he held her down. The kiss was pushing his limits, he wanted nothing, but to take control. It scared him; Olivia didn't seem like someone who liked being dominated. He was afraid to scare her off, so he allowed her to lead at her pace.
Olivia sensed his frustration but found what he was doing sweet. So, she decided to move on. Keeping the kiss going, she brought down her hand towards his belt buckle. With a small growl, she removed it, followed by his unbuttoning his pants and zipper. Moving her mouth towards his neck once more, she pushed her hand into his pants. Smirking at the groan he gave. Slightly stroking him over, she squealed at the sudden turn of events.
Barba finally hit his limit. Placing his hands on her ass, he held onto her as he shot up. Carrying her out of the pool, he quickly scanned the area. As much as he wanted to screw her in that moment, he wasn't about to give the entire security team a free show. Biting his lower lip, he growled at feeling her teeth nibble against his skin. He needed to hurry the fuck up. Carrying her into the house, he kicked open the door to the guest bedroom. Lowering her down on the bed, he now laid in between her legs. Somehow, in their travel, Olivia managed to keep her hand in his pants. She was not making it easy on him. Smirking down at her, he reclaimed her lips. The kiss was demanding and aggressive, Barba grabbed her hand pulled it out, and sat up. His hands worked on unbuttoning her pants. Pausing for a moment he glanced at her, asking for permission. Getting a nod, Barba was quick to remove her pants and underwear in one quick move. At that moment he stood up and stepped away from her. Everything was moving fast and he needed to regain the little self-control he had left.
"Barba?" Resting on her elbows she noticed the look in his eyes. Olivia sighed, jumping out of bed and making her way to him. Stopping inches from him she pushed his shirt over his shoulder and down his arms, letting it pool on the ground. "Rafa?"
Barba didn't reply. Instead, he kept his eyes on her. With delicacy he reached out, grabbing the edge of her shirt. Lifting it over her head and tossing it somewhere in the room, he wrapped a hand around her waist, pulling her into his chest. His mouth hovered over hers, drawing out a whimper as he wouldn't touch her. Instead, he went straight for her jaw, nibbling down to her neck. The simple taste of her sweetness almost pushed him over. Closing his eyes, he sucked on her neck hard, knowing that would leave a second mark.
Oliva arched her back, her hands hugging him tightly to her as he continued his assault. She would never get enough of the beautiful sensation she got, every time he would do this. It would cause a fire in her to lite and travel throughout her entire body, before gathering in the pit of her stomach. The same fire that will not leave until he had made her his. Moaning loudly, she clawed his back as he pulled away slamming his lips over hers. The kiss was slow, letting their tongues emerge into a beautiful dance. Olivia lowered one hand down his chest, over his abdomen, and onto his open pants. She felt the strain his jeans were in, at holding him back. Pushing her hips into his, she watched as she grinds against him. Not wanting to wait anymore, she slipped her hand in once more. Looking up at him, she pulled him down for a kiss, just as her hand wrapped around him. She swallowed his groan, causing one of her own to slip out. Bitting his lower lip she smirked at the taste of his blood spilling into her mouth. Pulling away she looked up, staring into his eyes as she slowly stroked him. She ran her hand up and down his length, using her thumb to smear the tip of his head over him. She could see the lust clouding over his mesmerizing eyes. The same eyes she could not stop looking into.
Barba cupped her jaw, caressing her cheek. He was in a trance between her hand and her eyes. Every time he looked into her eyes...well he could just describe it as being compelled. In those moments he knew he would be and do anything for her. Leaning down he claimed her lips in a passionate kiss. Using his free hand, he ripped her bra off. As he kept ravishing her mouth, he crouched down grabbing her ass and lifting her. Spinning them around, he slammed her against the wall. In a matter of seconds, he had his clothes off and Olivia positioned with him. He couldn't take it anymore. Although he would have enjoyed teasing her. To make her beg for him. Make her scream his name multiple times a night. She had pushed him to the brink. All he wanted now was to bury himself in her. Lose himself. Be one with her for once. It had been too long coming.
Olivia gasped against his ear as he lavished her neck with kisses. She could feel his tip teasing her entrance, begging for that little push. "Rafa?"
"Dime amor?" Barba whispered, his breath ghosting over her face. He was fighting the urge to bury himself into her at full force. Placing his hands flat on the wall, beside her head, he kissed her forehead. The only thing holding her against the wall was his hips. Leaning his forehead against hers, he stared into her eyes. "What is it that you want?"
Cupping his face, she growled lowly. "I need you, now."
"Patience amor." Rafael moaned. "I need to regain some control." He refused to let this end quickly.
Keeping her eyes on him, she reached between their bodies and grasped him. She was rewarded with a low hiss. She stroked him for a few moments, before slowly guiding him into her. She stopped at the tip. That was as far as she would push him. He needed to control himself before he could continue.
Rafael swallowed hard, before slamming his mouth over hers. He swallowed down her moan as he thrust into her. Pulling away he growled as he buried himself deep in her. Her walls clenched onto him wonderfully. Holding his movements, he allowed her time to get used to him. He noticed the slight wince she would give with each attempt he did to move. But he could not stop. It was too good. He wanted nothing more than to hear her scream his name. "I do not mean to cause you any harm."
Olivia shook her head, resting against his shoulder. "Do not stop Rafa. I beg you, please." Feeling his nod, she hugged him, bracing herself as he began to move his hips. Moaning with each thrust of his hips, she dug her nails into his back. He kept a slow rhythm, letting her enjoy the pleasure of him inside her. She could feel the power in him, flowing through her as they became one. "Oh, god! Rafa!" Tossing her head back, her mouth fell open, letting out a loud moan. "Faster, please. I need you to go faster!"
Rafael as the good lover he was, picked up his speed. The only sound echoing in the room was their moans and groans. Their bodies slapped together, as he thrust into her rapidly. Feeling her wall clench around him, he knew she was close.
Feeling the fire in the pit of her stomach intensify, she hid her face in the crook of his neck. "Rafa!"
Rafael didn't stop as he felt her cum around him, making it easier for him to thrust even deeper into her. "Oh, bella!" Grabbing her hair into a ponytail, he pulled her head back, exposing her neck completely to him. Lick and sucking on the tender flesh, he waited till she came down from her high. "My dear Olivia. You will be the death of me." With a growl, he wrapped his arms around her waist and carried them to the couch. Sitting down, he made sure she stayed on him. Rafael turned his attention to her breast, as she rode him as hard and as fast as she wanted. Between his name being moaned out loud and her wetness flooding around him, he knew he wouldn't last much longer. "I will not last much longer cariño."
Looking down at him, she couldn't help, but find him sexy as fuck. His eyes, still glowing green, were filled with passion, lust, and love. His canine teeth glistened through his slightly opened mouth. He was perfect. Feeling his hands grip her hips and seeing him clench his teeth, she knew he was just about to hit the high note. "Fuck!"
Rafael chuckled in gasps. "My, my what filthy mouth-oh-you have tonight." Feeling her walls clench over him once more, he pulled her closer to him. "Don't slow down." He watched her lean down, licking her way up to his chest and over to his neck. The moment she latched onto his neck, he lost it. Standing them back up he pushed her back against the wall. In a desperate attempt to hold back the inevitable. "Hold onto me." Rafael waited until she wrapped her arms around his neck and tighten her legs around his waist. Placing his hands flat against the wall holding himself steady. Giving her a quick kiss, he pulled away groaning as he spilled deep inside her, just as she came over him once more.
Falling back against the recliner, he gasped for breath. Olivia fell on his chest fighting to regain control of both her heartbeat and breath. Running his fingers through her hair, he hummed. "Are you alright?"
"Hmm."
He looked down at her, pushing her hair away from her face. "Is that a yes?"
"Hmm."
With a slight chuckle, he picked her up. "Come, darling, let's get you cleaned up and into bed." Laying her on the bed, he walked off into the bathroom, returning with a towel. Once he cleaned her off, Barba tucked her in. Sliding into bed, Olivia nestled her head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat. "What is so fascinating about listening to one's heart?"
"Hearing it beat reassures one." She whispered, half asleep.
Barba held her close watching her sleep. It was a foreign feeling for him. Something he never thought he would ever feel again. He was aware of the danger this would bring to her. The target was on her back, but he swore he would do what he couldn't for his wife. His phone vibrated in notification to a text.
'We ran Olivia Ramirez- You need to see this.'
