On July 2nd, Elliot and Olivia packed up the car and drove to Long Island. It was 86 degrees and Olivia sat back with the window open, the breeze billowing through her hair. She'd had more blonde highlights put in than usual and Elliot thought the lighter color really suited her.
When they pulled up to the beach house, and unloaded the car, Olivia stood on the deck and looked out to the ocean.
"It's perfect" she said as Elliot stood beside her and wrapped an arm around her shoulder. "Have you stayed here before?" she asked.
"uh no actually. Andy's had the place for years and I just never took him up on the offer". Olivia wouldn't admit it out loud but she was kind of glad this was the first time Elliot came here. If she knew he'd vacationed here in the past with Kathy, it would've tainted the week there a little. She liked Kathy a great deal but she'd rather not think about Elliot with his ex wife right now.
After dinner, Olivia sat out on the deck in one of the adirondack chairs, reading her book. It was hot even in the shade and she was glad she wore a thin blue summer dress. Elliot was cleaning out the barbecue and he'd taken his t-shirt off to try to keep cool, his back turning pink under the hot sun.
"Are you wearing sun screen?" Olivia laughed, distracted by the ripple of his muscles as he scrubbed.
"I think there's some in the green bag, could you get it for me?" he asked. When she returned, Olivia massaged it into his back and his shoulders and traced her fingers over the crucifix tattoo on his left arm. She wasn't usually a fan of tattoos but his religion was a part of his identity. Similarly the tattoo on his right forearm was a reminder of his time in the marines. She was distracted by her thoughts when Elliot joked
"you enjoying yourself there?"
"hmm just thinking" she said.
That night they fell asleep early to the sound of the crashing waves. It was a welcome change from the sounds of the city, which was something Elliot had struggled to get used to when he stayed at Olivia's apartment in the heart of Manhattan.
The next day, they walked to a nearby store before it got too hot. When they returned, Olivia went to change into her bikini and emerged with a beach bag and her towel.
"Wow" Elliot smiled when she walked outside and he handed her a cold drink.
"alright alright, you can put your eyes back in now" Olivia smirked. Elliot couldn't stop himself from raking his eyes over her. The royal blue bikini looked great against her tanned skin. Not to mention the way it didn't leave much to the imagination.
"Sorry" he realised his mouth was hanging open and closed it "you just take my breath away Liv. You really do" she brushed passed him and kissed him on the cheek, patting his bare chest.
"Come on, i need you to return the favor" she winked and headed down toward the ocean. She set her towel down on the beach and lied on her front. Elliot set his own towel down and then poured some sun screen into his hands. He spread it across her back and shoulders, then moved down to the tops of her legs, running his hands under the small bow that was tied on either side of her bikini bottoms.
"hmm I could get used to this. The massage I mean" she sighed and Elliot laughed. There's a lot of things he could get used to, he thought. And Olivia in this bikini was definitely one of them.
That night, they got dressed up and ate at a nice sea food restaurant not far from the beach house. Two little girls played in the sand near the outdoor tables and when their mom shouted them back, one of the girls ran passed Olivia and handed her a shell.
"Oh thank you!" Olivia smiled warmly "that's so pretty"
"I like your dress" the little girl said sweetly and ran to her mother. Olivia beamed and turned back to the table.
"You're whole face lights up with kids Liv" Elliot said "you've always been great with them." It was true and it was one of the things that Elliot loved most about her. He wanted to tell her that she'd make a great mom one day and he wished she'd had that experience.
A man sat in the corner of the restaurant playing piano, and Elliot reached out his hand.
"Come on, let's dance" the place had quietened down now and there were only a handful of people sat around. They swayed slowly to the music in the glow of the fairy lights and Olivia rested her face against Elliots chest. It had cooled down a lot with the clear evening sky and in the walk back to the house, Elliot draped his jacket over Olivia's shoulders. They walked hand in hand down the beach, and Olivia bent down to take off her sandals. Elliot kneeled down to do the same and as he stood up and took her hand again, she playfully nudged him into the water.
"Oh you started something now!" he bellowed. She started to run and he caught up to her, grabbing her around the waist. He spinned her around and they stumbled further into the crashing waves.
"You know... this is shaping up to be the best vacation i've ever had" Olivia said, wrapping her arms round his neck "and we didn't even leave the country."
"Well, it's about who you're with, not where you are, right?" Elliot said and pressed his lips to hers passionately. They kissed there in the moonlight with the water lapping around their legs.
"Elliot Stabler. Who knew you were such the romantic" Olivia said, caressing his handsome face.
When they finally made their way back to the house, Elliot lit the fire and set up some cushions and a blanket on the floor next to it. They were cold after getting wet and changed out of their wet clothes to warm up.
He sat with his back against the couch, putting his arm around Olivia after she placed two glasses of wine on the side table.
"So cozy" she said lazily. She was wearing one of Elliot's t-shirts over her panties and Elliot sat in just his boxer shorts. It was so peaceful and quiet with only the sound of the fire crackling and Elliot kissed her head as she snuggled into him. She brushed a hand across his chest, playing with the short hairs and traced her her fingers around his nipple. They hadn't had time to enjoy each other like this lately and Olivia looked up at him through heavy eyelids, her brown eyes shining in the dim light.
"Make love to me" she whispered.
"Absolutely" Elliot sighed and she sat up to swing her left leg over him. She held his face and traced kisses down his neck, then pulled away while he lifted the t-shirt over her head. He grasped her breasts and she ground her hips into him, then reached inside his underwear to stroke him languidly. He was only half hard in her hand but soon became fully erect when she ran her thumb over the tip and stroked her fingers down the long vein on the underside of his shaft. She reached a little lower and massaged his balls, something that made him gasp into her mouth. She'd once told him that he was good with his hands, but man did she know what she was doing down there.
Elliot leaned forward and scooped her up under her butt, laying her down gently infront of the fire. He kissed his way down to her nipple and circled the cinammon areola while she pushed down his boxers.
He worked his way lower, taking down her panties, a small damp spot in the crotch from her arousal. She'd started to develop tan lines where her bikini bottoms covered earlier in the day and her skin glowed in the light of the fire. He kissed her groin and moved lower to place light kisses to the inside of her thigh. Olivia let out a long breath, that familiar burning sensation in her lower belly with anticipation. He'd starting doing this more often and she really needed to return the favor one of these times, she thought. She was no stranger to blow jobs but it just hadn't felt like the right time yet. She spread her legs and Elliot ran his fingers through her delicate inner lips. She was always ready so quickly. He tried not to compare her to Kathy but he hadn't had much experience with anyone else. He hadn't taken the time to really look at the couple of women he'd been on dates with. It was just sex, quick and easy. Fulfilling a need. So it was only natural that he'd compare the only two women that he'd ever been this intimate with. I wonder if she compares me to her many lovers, Elliot thought. He was always satisfied, more than satisfied with Kathy. They had a great sex life but it took her a little longer to be ready after she had the twins and she needed a lot of foreplay.
His foreplay with Olivia was for pure enjoyment, not necessity. While he continued to pleasure her, he parted her with his thumb and index finger and thought about how Olivia was different to Kathy down there. They were both attractive to him of course but he didn't think there could be another more perfect than Olivia. He didn't want to sound crude, but she was like one of the women out of the magazines he used to look at as a teenager.
She lifted his head and pulled him to her mouth. She tasted herself on his lips and urged him into her. He rubbed the head of his penis through her a couple of times and slowly sank into her, pushing gently through the familiar tight resistance. They moved around so that they were both lying on their sides and Elliot pulled her left leg up over his hip so that he could thrust into her. He cupped his hand around her ass cheek and the tips of his fingers brushed against her anus. It crossed Olivia's mind that he'd gone around there a few times now and wondered if that was something he was into. She didn't mind. It wouldn't be her first experience in that area and it wasn't completely unpleasant if done right, but it also wasn't her favorite thing to do either.
They rolled back over and she reached down to touchself with slow circles. When she came, Elliot watched her shake and hold her breath. She never made much noise when she had an orgasm and it was as though her whole body let go of the tension that had been building up. It was real and it was powerful. Not like the fake screaming and moaning in porn that most men had become accustomed to. Olivia had never had a partner that made her orgasm every single time. She caught her breath and whispered into his ear
"you're such a good lover El." He let himself go and shook as he spilled inside of her over and over. She never got tired of that feeling. Their bodies glistened with sweat from the heat of the fire and after a while, Olivia cupped her hand over Elliot again. He was completely soft but she wanted to get him worked up again. They couldn't get enough of each other and she certainly didn't mind the multiple orgasms as they made love through the night. Some vacation it was indeed.
