Elliot toed his shoes off, and sat on the bed slightly behind Olivia. He wrapped his left arm around her hip, and rested his chin on her shoulder. Olivia enjoyed Elliot's touch, and let herself sink back softly into his chest. "Want to start with the baby album?" Olivia shook her head. "I think we should start further back." She reached under one of the albums and pulled out the photos of her younger, pregnant self. She held them up for Elliot to look at, and he brushed his finger over the image. "You were so beautiful, pregnant. I would have loved to have experienced that with you. Been there to take care of you. All of it." Elliot nuzzled his face into the crook of her neck, and Olivia felt his tears dampening her skin. She wrapped her right arm around his head, and gently pulled them together. "I know, and I am so sorry." Elliot nodded that he understood her remorse, but he wanted to lighten the mood. Rolling his eyebrows playfully, he quipped, "I would have loved to have experienced your pregnancy hormones." Olivia smiled and they both relaxed into a light chuckle. "Oh…they were a bitch. I wish I could say you weren't a part of them. But trust me, you were." Olivia winked, and Elliot kissed her cheek lovingly. "Thank you? I think?"
They decided to begin with the baby album. Olivia held the album on her lap as they started turning the pages and learning more and more about their daughter. The details of each photo were captioned underneath, which allowed them to follow Ella's growth. Page after page showed a happy baby with eyes as blue as her father's, and a smile that was a perfect mix of both her parents. "She was such a beautiful baby. So happy." Olivia nodded in agreement, but in her mind she was reliving the moments where she would lie down on the bed with Ella, and elicit tiny shrieks of laughter by tickling her plump baby belly. Feelings of guilt started to rise up knowing that she had these memories and Elliot didn't. Seeming to sense her rising remorse, Elliot kissed her neck, pulled her back against him. His anger with Olivia was subsiding, and he wanted to move past her apologizing repeatedly. He whispered, "It's okay."
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The evening lingered on, and the more photos they looked at, the more memories Olivia shared with Elliot. By the time they finished looking at the last photo album, Elliot felt like he understood Olivia's reasoning a little better, and the guilt Olivia had been carrying for years was starting to dissipate. Elliot gathered the albums and placed them on the bench at the end of the bed, and then crawled back on to the pillows. He encircled Olivia with his arms and gently pulled them together and reclined backwards. She pressed herself against Elliot's chest and placed her hand over his heart, letting the rhythm of his heartbeat bring their breathing patterns in sync.
Elliot began tracing soft circles up and down Olivia's back, and he could feel her body relaxing from his ministrations. Olivia let out a soft sigh, and pressed her body more into Elliot. Her mind began to wander back through time, and began to yearn for his touch to explore more of her body. Her fingers started to gently stroke up and down Elliot's chest, and she could feel his body tensing and could see the bulge starting to stir in his pants. She grinned when Elliot whispered, "If you keep that up, I can't promise I'll be able to behave myself."
Olivia pressed her face into his chest, and through a muffled voice said, "What if I don't want you to behave yourself?" Elliot pulled his upper body back a little bit to get a better look at Olivia. "Are you sure?" Olivia bit her lower lip and seductively brought her brown eyes up to meet Elliot's baby blues, and when she smiled at him, all the blood in his body flowed straight to his cock.
Elliot dipped his head down and brought their lips together. The touch was soft and familiar. It had been years since they kissed, but it still felt magical for both of them. Olivia timidly swiped her tongue against Elliot's lips, asking for entry. They let their tongues explore, relishing in the familiarity. Elliot snaked his fingers through Olivia's hair, tenderly holding her head in place, allowing for deeper contact. Olivia shifted herself, and with his assistance, she crawled up to straddle Elliot's lap. He secured her position by placing his hands on her hips, and Olivia cradled Elliot's face in her palms. Their eyes locked, and they had an entire conversation in silence. Olivia felt at peace when she saw all of the anger and resentment leave Elliot's body. As a single tear escaped the corner of his eye, Olivia gently swiped it away, as she leaned in to place feather light kisses on his cheeks. Pulling back, she stared deeply into Elliot's ocean blue eyes. "I love you."
Sliding his hands up her back and pulling her flush to his chest, Elliot got lost in her chocolate brown eyes. He slid his left hand to cradle the back of her head, while a smile spread across his face. "I love you too." Their lips crashed together as they succumbed to years of suppressed desire.
Elliot grabbed the hem of Olivia's shirt and pulled it up over her head, and he quickly followed up with unlatching and removing her purple lace bra. He leaned back to take her in. They had discussed the scarring on her body, and the tragedy of how she received each one, but this was his first time seeing them. Elliot placed his hands around Olivia's ribcage and let his thumbs skim across the scar tissue. Olivia's heart began to race, and Elliot squeezed her sides a little tighter. "Liv…you are so beautiful. So sexy. You're my every dream come true."
Olivia pulled his face to hers and dove in for another kiss, while Elliot palmed her large breasts. While their tongues danced together, Elliot began to gently pinch Olivia's distended nipples. The sensation of his touch caused her to throw her head back, and arch her chest…presenting her heaving breasts to Elliot. Snaking his arms around her back, Elliot latched on to her perky left nub, while kneading her right breast. Olivia emitted a soft moan. "Mmmmmm…Elliot"
Her moans were the roadmap Elliot followed to bring Olivia to her first climax of the evening. He smirked with pride that he was able to bring her to orgasm just from pleasuring her nipples. "You are a smug son of a bitch." Olivia laughed at him while she was resting on his shoulder, trying to stabilize her breathing. Elliot wrapped his arms tightly around Olivia, and in one fell swoop picked her up and flipped them both over. The movement forced a high-pitched yelp out of Olivia, which was quickly followed by a fit of giggles.
Olivia spread her legs open, allowing Elliot to settle between her thighs. He pressed his body against hers, deepening their kiss, while his straining bulge pressed against her aching core. Elliot slid his fingers into the waistband of Olivia's leggings, and slid them, and her soaked panties, down her long tanned legs. He groaned taking in the sight of her curvaceous nude body beneath him. "My God Olivia. You are so fucking sexy. You can't be real." Olivia pulled him to her, and swiped her tongue across his lips, tenderly sucking on his bottom lip. Their eyes stayed focused on each other as Elliot slid his hand over her burning core. He caressed her folds with his large, callous fingers, eliciting another deep moan. "You're so wet Olivia. Mmmmmm…" Olivia found his ocean blues, and seductively bit her lower lip. "I'm wet for you…and only you Elliot."
Elliot let out a guttural growl, and dove into the curve of Olivia's neck. He ran his tongue up and down, pausing periodically to nip and suck at the pulse points along the way. His attention to these erogenous zones caused Olivia's breathing to quicken and a rush of fluid to slide out of her pussy onto Elliot's hand. Feeling her response, Elliot literally growled and softly bit into her shoulder. "Dammit…you are so wet! I need to taste you!" Olivia flashed a devilish smile at Elliot. "Whatever you need…baby." And with that, Olivia placed her hands on Elliot's shoulders and helped guide him to her core.
Arriving between her legs, Elliot pushed a pillow under Olivia's delectable ass, elevating her core. Elliot snaked his arms around her thighs, licking his lips at the view before him. "Oh Liv…how I've missed you." Olivia let out a giggle. "Did you miss me, or my pussy?" Elliot raised his gaze, and Olivia saw that his eyes were dark and focused. He looked like he wanted to devour her. "I've missed ALL of you." He buttoned his proclamation with a growl and a lick of his lips.
Elliot placed his tongue on her inner thigh, and slowly licked up the soft skin until his nose bumped into her swollen clit. The sensation sent shivers through Olivia's body, and she instantly placed her hands on Elliot's head and pushed him closer to her sex. Under Olivia's guidance Elliot placed his flat tongue at her opening while his thumb applied pressure on her tingling bundle of nerves. "Mmmmmmm…Elliot. Oh yes…" Olivia began moving her hips back and forth intensifying the pleasure of having Elliot's tongue sliding over her heat.
He dipped his tongue into Olivia's dripping pussy, bringing forth a deep moan from her. Elliot brought his mouth up and began sucking on her swollen clit, while slowly inserting his finger inside her wetness. This elicited slow moans from both of them. "God damn Oliva. You're so tight." Olivia took a moment to let her body adjust around his thick finger. "More Elliot…more…please." Ever so happy to oblige, Elliot slid in a second finger and swirled his digits through Olivia's core. Enjoying watching her squirm, Elliot hooked his fingers against her fleshy front wall, almost immediately locating her g-spot. Olivia smiled and rubbed her hands around Elliot's bald head. "Mmmmm…you remembered how to find it." Elliot released her clit from his mouth, but continued thumping against her g-spot, bringing Olivia closer to the edge. "Your body is still etched in my brain. I've dreamt of pleasing you again for years."
One more push against her sweet spot, and Olivia fell apart in his arms. Her body was vibrating as Elliot lapped up the warm sticky fluid with his tongue. As she came off her high, Elliot slowly pulled his fingers out, and began to lazily press his lips up Olivia's body, eventually landing on her mouth. "You still taste so good, baby." He pressed their lips together, and Olivia moaned, tasting her own juices on his swollen lips. "I need you inside me Elliot. Now…" She hurriedly grabbed Elliot's shirt and pulled it off as fast as she could.
Elliot stood up and quickly and rid himself of the rest of his clothing, allowing his rock hard cock to spring free. Olivia bit her lower lip, and allowed her eyes to drag up and down Elliot's body. "God El…I've missed you." Elliot's tongue swiped across his lips, and a cocky grin spread across his face. He palmed the base of his cock, squeezed his swollen dick to relieve some pressure. He knelt on the bed, and lined himself up at Olivia's opening, and slowly entered her fleshy walls. They both released their breaths at the familiar sensation. Elliot was hovering over Olivia, and had his hands wrapped around her head, while staring into her eyes. He gave her a moment to adjust before he slowly started to move his hips…nearly pulling all the way out, and then gliding all the way back in until he bottomed out. Elliot was overcome with emotion looking at Olivia below him. He wasn't just making love to Olivia again….he was now making love to the mother of his child. Just as he always dreamed he would.
They fell into a deep kiss as their sweaty forms pressed together. Their bodies were on fire. For the rest of the night, Elliot and Olivia relearned every inch of each other's bodies...enjoying climax after climax. They both had come home...to each other.