Trevor's fingers reached under the mussed sheet and began to trace lazy patterns on Olivia's back as they lie in bed 2 days before their getting married with Don, Liz and Jack which they have organised in the last 3 weeks. His fingers danced all across her back, running across the soft flesh.

The silk sheets rippled over their bodies as Olivia stretched contentedly, her feet arching into gentle curves. Peace blanketed the room, an accord brokered by Trevor's fingers on her skin.

He sat up, bunching the pillows under his back as he leaned against the headboard. His hand rubbed against her cheek as she turned over onto her back. "Are you hungry?" he asked softly. Olivia's eyes opened slowly and she looked up at him, a shy smile curling up the corners of her mouth. "For food," he stressed, his amusement brimming in his brown eyes. He tapped his index finger lightly against her lips and promised, "We will again."

She kissed his finger and sat up, the silk sheet sliding down on her chest as she rested her head against his shoulder. "What do you want to eat?"

"Steak for dinner," he said as he stroked her stomach through the sheet, causing her to squirm, "and you for dessert." Her lyrical chuckle bubbled up from her throat as she kissed his shoulder and slid out of the bed. "Where you going?" he called out as she padded barefoot across the floor.

The showerhead pulsed to life in response and she left the door partially open. An invitation. He could hear Olivia talking to him, but he couldn't make out her words. He followed her into the bathroom and pushed open the door. "You want to run that by me one more time?"

Olivia poked her head out of the shower, steam billowing out from the break in the shower curtain. The water dripped off her head and puddled on the tile floor. "I said that I'd like corned beef hash and two poached eggs…please." She smiled at the face he made.

"Is that really what you want?"

She grinned and nodded. "I promise you that's what I want." She watched him for a moment as he leaned leisurely against the doorframe in the naked, his arms followed across his chest. "There's room for two," she said before ducking back into the shower. The small bottle of shampoo sat on the ceramic shelf and she squeezed the thick gel into her palm. As she worked the lather through her long dark hair, its cleansing scent hung in the steam.

A cool draft cut through the heat and she felt Trevor's hands on her shoulders. He urged her hands down and replaced them with his own. The tips of his fingers dug into her scalp, massaging it until it tingled. She leaned into him, his chest bracing her weight. He leaned down and whispered in her ear, "I've ordered the food."

Olivia nodded slightly and her head fell back against his chest as heavy relaxation swept over her. He turned her around gently and tilted her head under the stream of water. His eyes never left her face as her lips parted slightly and a rivulet of water ran down her forehead. As the floor of the shower foamed with the shampoo runoff, her head fell further under the water and her neck glistened with water. He bent forward and lapped up the trail of water that wound its way down her face and onto her inviting neck.

She gripped his arm and mumbled, "Dessert usually comes after dinner." The water ran clear from her hair and the dark mass hung heavily from her head.

Trevor pulled back and asked, "We're going to start following the rules now?"

"Rules are meant to be broken," she conceded after a moment. She kissed the tip of his nose and turned back to the showerhead to rinse the remaining shampoo from her hairline.

Pressing against her back, Trevor's arms wrapped around her waist. His hands traveled up over her wet skin and cupped her breasts. His fingers ran across them, teasing and rubbing against the soft flesh. With a low moan, her head fell back to his shoulder and she raised her arms, drawing his head closer to hers. His lips found her ear first, his tongue running along the lobe before his teeth grazed over it.

He wedged his bent leg in between hers after she slumped against him. One hand fell from her chest and skimmed down to her stomach before stroking the tender flesh between her legs. She gasped and arched her back, pushing her hips closer to his teasing hand. The pounding showerhead mirrored her heart as his other hand drifted down to stroke the sensitive area. Her body writhed against his, rubbing against his evident desire for her. As her arms tightened around his neck and her breath came out in shallow pants, he pulled his fingers away and gripped her hips.

He turned her around and with an unfulfilled groan, she asked, "Why?"

With a soft thud, Trevor pushed her against the tile of the wall. As he yanked her hips to his waist, he growled in her ear, "I want to see your face when I make you scream my name." With a hunger that never diminished, he devoured her lips with his own. Their teeth ground together as her tongue delved into his mouth. Her brain screamed out for oxygen and before she could pull back, his breath rushed into her mouth and down into her lungs. The need for oxygen was now replaced by the need for Trevor, as his hands continued to fondle her breasts.

Olivia's knees buckled under her and he grabbed her, wrapping his arms around her body as he picked her up into his arms. He struggled to get a firm grip on her slick body until she locked her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck.

"I've got you," she whispered in his ear before he locked lips with her again, muffling her moan as he buried himself in her. He froze for a moment, staring deep into her eyes. The azure glinted as she shifted against him anxiously. Without breaking eye contact, he withdrew briefly before rushing back to her, harder and deeper than before. Her eyes narrowed and they disappeared a bit as they rolled back into her head slightly as he continued to press further into her. Crying out when he left her, she welcomed him back each time with a low moan. His fingers pressed into her hips, as he struggled to keep hold of her. She screamed his name as it exploded from her lips and echoed around them. She clenched around him, her legs tightening around his waist as her body arched into his.

"God Liv-" he groaned with a final thrust. He rested his head against her breast, her heart throbbing against his ear. Gently, he unwound her legs and held her as she slid down the wall. Her arms tightened around his neck, not trusting her own legs to support her. His back shook as he struggled to breathe and she ran her hand soothingly up and down his spine. He reached around her for the lever and pushed it down, ending the waterfall that rained down on them. He kissed her forehead and pulled her to him, wrapping his arms around her.

Olivia felt around the wall outside the shower until her hands brushed the soft cotton of the towel. She fumbled with it for a moment before she pulled it to her.

Trevor stepped out of the shower first and took the towel from her, holding it up. "Raise your arms, Sweetheart". Her arms were heavy and he was quick to wrap it around her body. His lips were gentle against hers as he kissed her softly before taking her hands and helping her out of the shower. When they dried of they both put on bath robes.

Taking Trevor's hand, Olivia followed him out of the bathroom. Trevor pulled his hands away from her and disappeared into the sitting room.

She turned around, adjusting the towel around her body. Her wet hair hung in loose curls around her shoulders as she walked into the sitting room. The room service cart was between the sofa and coffee table.

Trevor gestured her over to the sofa and when she was settled, he sat down on the table across from her. "I hope you're still hungry." His answer was her sigh of happiness as she cut into the corn beef hash and put it in her mouth.

Olivia blushed and shrugged. She held up her fork to him and smiled when he accepted the offering. "You like?" He nodded as he picked up the cup and poured steaming tea into it.

She released his hand and picked up the teacup, blowing across the surface lightly before she sipped it. She sat back against the sofa and crossed her legs, the towel riding up on her thighs.

He looked up from cutting his steak and saw her leaning back, her eyes closed. "Are you sleeping?"

Her head shook and she smiled, opening her eyes slowly. "No. I'm just thinking."

"About what?" he asked as he put down his silverware and pushed the cart aside.

"This and that."

"This and that?" He kneeled in front of her, his hands resting on her thighs.

Olivia sat up and placed a kiss on his mouth. "Yes. This and that…and how much I love you".

"That's a relief," he said softly as he took her hand, "because I'm in love with you too."

Trevor chuckled knowingly as she slid off the sofa and kneeled in front of him, the cotton of her towel rubbing against the silk of his robe. "I knew it all along." He cupped her cheek and whispered, "I love you."

"I love you too." She sighed happily as his arms went around her, hugging her to him. "I love you," she repeated. "I love you. I love you."

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