The music faded as they went to the bedroom, pulling away each others clothes as they went. Until now, they're love making had been slow and sensual. But tonight the passion and the buzz from the alcohol took over and they couldn't move to the bed fast enough. Olivia turned as Elliot pulled down the zipper at the back of her dress. She wasn't wearing a bra and he'd already rid himself of his shirt and pants. He kissed her neck from behind, his arms wrapped around her and she swayed with his movements. They moved onto the bed and Olivia lied on her front while Elliot kissed his way down her bare back. He hooked his fingers into her thong and pulled them down. She always had the nicest underwear, he thought. No matter the style, it always looked sexy on her. He took himself out of his boxers, stoking his erection as he threw the underwear to the floor. Olivia sat up and and leaned back against him, her eyes closed with such a sensual look on her face. She could feel him prodding against her lower back and ached with want for him. She positioned herself so that her legs were bent either side of his, practically sitting in his lap. His thighs were so strong and muscular and she knew he could easily take the weight of her. He ran his hands up her waist and cupped her breasts. He could feel how wet she was when his penis rubbed against her entrance and as she ground her hips back, he started to enter her. When he was fully inside her, he too rolled his hips and reached down to draw circles around her clit. Olivia panted into the side of his neck as she arched her back and pushed her hips back against him, thinking about how good he was with his hands.

After a couple of minutes, Olivia kissed him and then leaned foreward so that her elbows rested on the pillow, her ass in the air with Elliot still behind her. She didn't like to have sex in this position very often, it reminded her of some cheesy porno and it was a vulnerable position for a woman to be in. But tonight she didn't care what position they were in, she wanted to just feel.

Just when Elliot thought that sex with Olivia couldn't get any better, she surprised him with this. Laid out in front of him with her legs parted and her back arched downward and he could see every intimate part of her. He pushed his way back into her and thrusted his hips back and forth. She parted her legs a little more and he started to gently squeeze her cheeks. It was so soft and round and he couldn't help but part them slightly to see more of her perfect body. He ran his thumb up from her wetness and gently touched it around her anus. She gasped and moaned out in pleasure so he did it again. He saw her reach down to touch herself and swung her head to the side to look at him. It was one of the sexiest things he'd ever seen as her gorgeous hair whipped around her face. She didn't have to say anything, he could tell that she wanted him to go a little harder and stop showing so much restraint, so he sped up his thrusts. He didn't have sex in this position too many times either and the feel of his balls slapping against her was enough to make him blow. Olivia was so close and the sound of Elliot's low moans and grunts behind her sent her over the edge. She came hard and felt it through her whole body, struggling to keep herself up as her arms and legs shook. Elliot felt her contract around him, almost pushing him out it was so strong and the sweet little puckered hole that was winking up at him had also started to contract. God he'd never be able to get this image out of his head he thought.

He couldn't hold back any longer and gave in to the tight grip of her. He came with a loud moan, thrusting through his orgasm and finally stopped to lean over her.

"Jesus" he panted "i think we should have wine every night" and they both broke out in fits of laughter as she rolled over to kiss him.

As the morning light broke through the window, Olivia woke to the feeling of light kisses on her cheek and nose. Elliot was stood above her in a pair of light grey sweats with a smile on his face.

"morning sunshine" he said and picked up a tray of buttery croissants and hot coffee and placed it across her lap as she sat up.

"wow, breakfast in bed!" she giggled "you must be in a great mood!"

"I think we're both in a good mood after last night" he teased and kissed her deeply.

"Oh no" she pulled away.

"what is it"

"my head is suddenly pounding" she said, holding her forehead.

"yeah, i'm not feeling my best either" he said "Red wine will do that to ya. Here.." he handed her the cup of coffee.

After breakfast and a shower, they decided to go out for a run. It was the last thing they felt like doing, but there was nothing better than exercise and fresh air to cure a hangover. They took Olivia's usual route through the park and they couldn't help but make it into a competition. Every time Elliot wanted to stop for a breather or a drink of water, Olivia would speed out in front.

"Come on old man" she shouted back to him.

He laughed to himself "I've never felt younger, especially after last night. I feel like i'm in my twenties again."

It was true, he was having more sex than he'd ever had and she felt the same. But it wasn't just about the bedroom, Olivia thought. She found that she wanted to do more things. Usually after a long shift, she just wanted to go home, watch a little tv and sleep. But being with Elliot made her want to make the most of every moment. Work wasn't her life anymore and she looked forward to their days off together.