This chapter and the next are fillers, needed to get the action going.
Heads up there is SMUT in this chapter.
Slipping out from under her, he paused at her slight shift. Making sure she was still asleep, he slipped into his pants and walked out of the room. Once in his office, he pulled the file on his laptop. Seeing the file he sat frozen in his inner battle.
He jumped at the soft knock at his door not minutes later. "What?"
Poking her head in, she smiled softly. "What are doing?"
"Work." The mouse hovered over the file, yet he didn't click it. "Did I wake you?" He notice she was wearing his shirt as she stepped through the door. The material fell just enough to cover her ass but gave him a clear view of her long legs.
Olivia nodded. "It got cold without you."
"Might have something to do with the fact that you are wearing nothing but my shirt." He growled.
Olivia raised the shirt just enough to reveal a pair of boxers. "I may have stolen a pair of your boxers from the drawer. Couldn't find my clothes."
Closing the laptop, held his hand out for her. The moment she took it, he pulled her to stand in front of him. His hands fell to her hip as he stared up at her for a moment. Looking at her had become somewhat of a hobby for him. He still couldn't understand how someone like her, could ever fall for someone like him. Dropping his gaze down to the floor, he laid his forehead against her stomach.
"Rafa?" Olivia frowned at the gesture of vulnerability. "What's the matter?"
Barba shook his head. "Nothing, just stay still for a moment."
Olivia ran a hand up and down his back, placing the other on his head. She ran her nail through his hair, getting a low groan. "Let's go to bed."
"Ye-"
"Rafael!" Javier rapped rapidly on the door. "Rafa-Sorry didn't know Dreamer was here."
"It's fine." Glancing around Olivia he raised a brow. "What is it?"
"Hernan and his boys are here."
Rafael shot up with a growl. "What is he doing in my house?"
"He insisted on speaking with you." Javier gave him a tilt of the head. "Said it couldn't wait."
With an annoyed exhaled he turned to Olivia. "Wait here for a moment. This won't take long."
"No problem." Taking a seat on the chair she waited until he was out of the office. Sitting up she opened his laptop. "Shit." Opening the file, she found pictures of her and Elliot. Some of her coming and going from the station. "Who the fuck gave him this." Taking pictures of the screen with her phone, she quickly deleted the few pictures that ratted her out, leaving only the one that had her and Stabler. She knew this would bring up some issues, but better than getting her head blown off. Hearing some voices coming from the hallway, she left the issue as it was and closed the laptop. Grabbing some random file he had on his desk, Olivia sat back and opened it. "Seriously?"
"What are you reading?" That was the first thing Barba asked when he walked in.
Olivia held the file up. "You are looking to get a dog?"
He simply shrugged. "Allison has been asking for one. I figured she was old enough to care for one."
"Not going to introduce us, Rafael?" A young Hispanic male popped his head from around Barba's shoulder.
Tossing him a glare, he walked over to her. "Olivia, Hernan. Hernan, this is Olivia."
"Pleasure to meet you hermosa." Flashing her a flirty smile, he held his hand out to her only for it to be swatted away. "Damn Javier! I was just trying to be a gentleman."
"Something you know nothing of." Javier grumbled. "Anyhow, Dreamer isn't someone you want to mess with."
"Dreamer?" Hernan chuckled. "What's with the nickname?"
"That is none of your concern." Olivia glanced up at Barba. "What's with the clown?"
"Clown?" Hernan snorted. "You might want to be careful in how you speak of me muñeca. Wouldn't want anything to happen to that prett-" Hernan fell to the ground with a loud thud. Gathering his whits he stared wide-eyed at the man standing over him. "What the fuck Rafael?!"
"You came here looking for a second chance." Grabbing him by the front of his shirt, he pulled him closer. "Threatening mi mujer just lost you that chance."
"Your? Threatening?" He laughed nervously. "Nah, Rafael you go it all twisted. I would never threaten your hyna. It was all a big misunderstanding. Enserio."
Looking over at Olivia, he turned to Javier who shook his head. He was already in hot water with Olivia since the restaurant. Besides they needed him as cattle. "I suppose I overreacted a bit." Letting him fall back to the floor, he stepped back. "Javier, why don't you take Hernan here to the bar. Have him reacquainted with the men."
Helping the younger man up, he slapped him on the shoulder. "Of course, come along mocoso."
Olivia narrowed her eyes at the smirk Hernan tossed her. "You seriously going to let him stay?" Barba held his hand out for her, taking it with some suspicion she was guided up to her feet. "After what he said?" Watching him take a seat on the chair she just vacated, Olivia was pulled to stand in front of him. "Fine, but if he so much as looks at me the wrong way I will end him." She froze at feeling his fingers hook at the band of the boxers. Looking down at him her breath was caught, at seeing the lust in his eyes.
"End him?" He lowered the boxers down her legs until they slid down on their own. He had come to enjoy just how smooth her legs were. "I'll tell you what." Letting her go he leaned back in the chair and gestured for her to get closer. Once she was in reaching distance, he wrapped an arm around her waist. "Up."
Knowing exactly what he wanted Olivia straddled his lap. The material from his jeans felt weird between her legs. Placing her hands on his chest, she pulled away just enough to see his face. Her other hand caressed his bearded jawline, as she leaned in for a kiss.
Barba held her by the back of the neck, taking over the kiss all while his free hand worked on opening his pants. Once he managed to get the zipper down, he released her neck and moved both hands down to her waist once more. Gripping down on her hip he motioned for her to lift. Breaking away from the kiss he glanced down, watching as she covered him up completely.
Olivia braced herself on his shoulders, muffling the moan wanting out. He was reaching a whole new level in their current position. Grabbing onto his arm she stopped any movement on his part. "Did you lock the door?"
Barba glanced up at her with an incredulous look. "That's what's on your mind right now?"
"Yes!" She yelped at the sudden thrust of his hips. "Your men and brother have no-ung-don't know how to knock."
Pulling her down for a searing kiss, he moved his lips across her jaw and down to her neck. "They've been warned not to enter without knocking." His fingers worked at unbuttoning the shirt, practically ripping it off her. Suck at her neck he nibbled his way down to her breast. Dividing his attention to both the top and bottom, he allowed Olivia to control the pace.
Lifting her hips, she tossed her head back with a loud moan as she took him in once more. Her hair flowed wildly with each bounce. She had a death grip on his shoulders, digging her nails into him. "Rafa."
"Hmm?" He understood what that small whisper of his name meant. That slight tremble in her voice. Her wall constricts around him. Holding her close to him he stood up and laid her on his desk.
"Cold!" She yelped at the impact it had on her bare back.
"Sorry." Kissing her softly he hovers over Olivia for a moment. "You look fuckable right now."
"Yet there isn't much of that happening right now." Her laugh quickly turned into a gasp at the harsh thrust.
Urging her to wrap her legs around his waist, he grabbed her hips and held her down. It wasn't long before both parties were panting like animals, both coming to an explosive ending.
Barba hovered over Olivia with his palms holstering him up. He needed a moment to catch his breath, as well as his strength. It had been years since he's gone more than twice a night. Looking over his lover he was amazed at just how beautiful she looked. Her hair was splayed out across the desk. Her mouth was slightly open as she took in heavy breaths. Doe eyes closing from exhaustion. Leaning down he ran his nose up and down her neck. Even in this state, he picked up on her unique scent. Her legs trembling against his waist filled his ego in knowing he had caused that.
"Don't move." His voice was hoarse.
Olivia watched him disappear into the bathroom adjoined to his office. Seconds later he came out with a bowl of steaming water and a washcloth. The hot water felt wonderful against the ache. Rafael finished cleaning her up before he cleaned himself up. Slipping his pants back on he, grabbed the boxers and slipped them up her legs. Finding the shirt on the other side of the room, he helped her put it back on.
"What time is it?" The exhaustion was getting to her.
Glancing at his watch he chuckled. "7 am."
With a groan, she laid back on his desk. "Today's going to be a bitch."
"I have a few things to run right now. Take a nap on the couch." Helping her off the desk he made his way to the closet. Pulling out a pillow and blanket, he practically tucked her in. "I'll wake you in a few."
"What are we doing today?" She realized she was spending too much time with him and little on her task. Sure they wanted her to seduce him, but going two rounds in one day wasn't in the memo. Although seeing him half-naked wasn't helping at the moment.
Barba sat back in his chair, his eyes filling with want once more. "Two new shipments are coming in. If all goes well they will be distributed out tomorrow. I have a few business meetings with some buyers and sellers."
"Buyers?" She turned onto her stomach to be able to see him. "For the fish scale?"
He nodded. "Can't send it out as I had planned. They will be looking for that. So I will be selling it to the bigger buyers and let them send it out the way they want."
"That way it can't be pinned back to you." She hasn't thought of that. But on the bright side, it would also allow the GTF to take down a few high rollers as well. "What are you planning for Amanda and Elliot?"
"I agree to give them a try." Picking up his laptop that had fallen from their activities, he opened it to find the file still waiting. Glancing at the already sleeping woman, Barba debates opening it. 'You can't risk it.' Double-clicking a folder with pictures popped open. Clicking on each he frowned. "Elliot?" It appeared Olivia had lied to him in regards to their relationship. Still, why did Micheal make it seem so urgent? It bothered him, yes, but last he recalled it was his name she was screaming.
