Nevertheless, the memory of the night's passion lingered as Olivia got ready for the day. She dressed casually in jeans and a loose shirt, trying to shake off the feelings that threatened to consume her. Little did she know that her path would cross with Elliot's again sooner than she expected.
Meanwhile, Elliot awoke in his apartment, a sense of satisfaction lingering from the previous night's activities. He had always had a talent for pleasing others, and the time spent with Olivia had been no exception. He valued their connection and the trust she had placed in him.
As he made himself a cup of coffee, Elliot pondered the unique dynamic he shared with Olivia. He understood the delicate balance between pleasure and control, and he respected the boundaries she had set. Elliot was confident that their paths would cross again, and he looked forward to exploring the depth of their connection further.
As she pulled into the driveway, her phone rang, displaying Alex's name. Olivia answered, cur ious as to what her friend wanted. "Hey, Liv! So, tell me, how was your night with Elliot and don't give me that bullshit you pulled last night." Olivia smirked, remembering the passionate encounter she'd shared with Elliot the night before. "Fine, it was incredible, Alex. Elliot knows how to please a woman, that's for sure." She lowered her voice conspiratorially. "I still feel sore in all the best ways."
As she spoke, Olivia's hand unconsciously strayed to her thigh, her fingers tracing slow circles as she relived the memory. "His tongue... it was magical. He licked and teased my clit until I thought I'd go insane. When I came, it felt like an explosion, like my whole body was electrified." She took a deep breath, feeling her nipples pebble at the explicit turn of the conversation.
Alex's voice was husky with interest. "Damn, girl. That sounds intense. But what about his dick? I bet he has a huge, throbbing cock." Olivia bit her lip, her eyes fluttering closed as she envisioned Elliot's thick length.
"Oh, I only saw the bulge in his pants, but from what I can see he definitely has a reason to be cocky" She let out a soft moan, her breath quickening as the memories consumed her. "I came multiple times, Alex. Elliot just kept going, giving me orgasm after orgasm until I was a quivering mess."
"So you didn't fuck?" Alex questions
"No Alex we didn't he only pleasured me with his mouth and his but holy fuck it was amazing." Olivia squirms in her seat.
Alex laughed, clearly enjoying the detailed account. "Well still you lucky bitch! I need to find myself an Elliot. But enough about him, for now, tell me more about what you two did. Any kinky stuff?" Olivia's fingers drifted higher, teasing the sensitive skin at the apex of her thighs. "Actually, yes," she whispered, feeling her pussy moisten at the memory. "He tied me up, blind folded me, and then smacked my ass because I was disobeying and then-"
"Hey mom." Noah says opening up the door
"Sorry Alex I gotta go Noah's in the car we will talk tonight." Olivia says as she hangs up the phone.
On the other side of town, Elliot went about his day, tending to various tasks and errands. His mind often wandered back to Olivia, recalling the intensity of their encounter. He found himself eagerly anticipating their next meeting, curious to explore the depths of their connection further. Elliot had a feeling that Olivia's story would be a pivotal chapter in his life, one that would challenge and fulfill him in equal measure.
Olivia was nervous as she headed to her new job at SVU. She had always been ambitious and driven in her career, but this new position felt different. The events of the previous night were fresh in her mind, and the mix of pleasure and pain she had experienced at the BDSM club left her feeling confused and excited.
Olivia can hardly believe her eyes. There, sitting behind the desk, is Elliot - the same man who had rocked her world at the BDSM club. She stands in the doorway, frozen with shock, trying to process the situation.
Elliot looked at Olivia with a blank expression, his face betraying no hint of recognition. It was as if he didn't know her at all. "Can I help you?" he asked, his tone professional and cold.
"Um I'm Olivia the new hire. I thought Don Cragen was the captain here?" Ask Olivia
Elliot's eyes scrutinized her for a moment, as if sizing her up. He crossed his arms and leaned back against his desk. "Ah, yes, the new employee. I was expecting you," he replied, his expression neutral. "I'm Captain Elliot, your supervisor. Don had actually just retired a few days ago" Says Elliot Inside, Elliot was struggling to keep his calm facade. He was screaming in his head, his mind racing with thoughts of their encounter from the night before. He couldn't believe the coincidence of them working together now. On the outside, he maintained a stoic expression, his blue eyes staring into Olivia's.
"Hey captain, oh well hello you must be Olivia my new partner." Cassidy says taking her hand and giving her a charming smile.
"Um hhi yes nice to meet you Brian." Says Olivia blushing hard.
As Elliot watched Brian shamelessly flirt with Olivia, a pang of jealousy tugged at him. He tried to ignore it, but the feeling was undeniable. He felt a possessive urge to keep Olivia away from Brian's advances .The feeling of jealousy was beginning to get the better of Elliot. He couldn't stand seeing Olivia interact so casually with Brian. So, he made a decision to assign Olivia a new partner. He chose Fin, an capable and serious, man. Elliot rationalized that Fin would be a better partner for Olivia, and he wouldn't have to worry about Brian distracting her.
"Olivia your partner is Fin, not brian. Brian you're with Munch." Says Elliot in a stirn voice.
"But Don assigned me with Olivia already." Says Cassidy scowling
"Well Don is retired, and I am the captain now Brian. So go do your job or we are going to have problems." Elliot says as he puts his hands on his waist.
Brian pouted as he walked away, clearly upset that he had been deprived of his flirting target. He shot a disgruntled look at Elliot which Elliot ignored.
Olivia couldn't believe what Elliot had just done. He had essentially reassigned her partner because he was jealous of the attention she was getting from Brian. That was possessive and controlling behavior. She felt a surge of irritation and anger towards him.So, she turned to him, her expression cold."That was a ridiculously possessive move, you know," she said, her voice sharp.
"What? No, it wasn't possessive," he protested. "I just thought Fin would be a better partner for you. He's more professional and serious.
"Cut the shit Elliot it happened one time, and it won't happen again. Leave it out of work. Just like you did in the begging not even acknowledging that you knew me" Olivia says in a harsh tone.
"Alright, you're right. It was unprofessional of me," he admitted. "But I just... I don't like seeing you around guys like Brian, okay? He's nothing but trouble."
Olivia shot a pointed glare at Elliot, her irritation growing.
"And what makes you think you're any better?" she snapped. "You're not exactly the picture of perfect behavior, you know. You're not one to talk about troublemakers."
Elliot smirked, his expression cocky and self-assured. "Oh, don't act like you know everything about me, Olivia," he whispered, his voice dropping low. "You have no idea what I'm capable of. And by the looks of it, you've got no complaints about my...methods."
Olivia slammed the door behind her, still reeling from Elliot's seductive words. She steadied herself for a moment before turning to Fin and Munch, forcing a smile. "Hey, I'm Olivia," she greeted, her voice still a bit shaky. "Nice to meet the both of you."
Fin looked at Olivia with a friendly smile, his eyes gleaming with curiosity."Ah, you must be the new partner I heard about," he said, his tone warm. "I'm Fin, and this is Munch.
"Hello Olivia, beautiful name Latin Olive tree; Peace." Says Munch
"John cut the weird shit out the girl just got here. Excuse him Olivia hes the theorist.
When the work day finally came to an end, Fin turned to Olivia with a hopeful expression."Hey, you up for a drink after work? I figured we could all unwind a bit," he suggested, his gaze shifting to the others in the room, including John and Brian.
Olivia considered the offer for a moment. She was still frustrated with Elliot's behavior earlier, but a drink with her new coworkers sounded like a good way to unwind and get to know them better. "Sure, why not," she replied with a smile. "A drink sounds nice right about now."
"Yeah I'm down." Says Brian with a smirk
"Count me in as well." Elliot says thinking he's not letting these two alone. He needs to watch over Olivia. Brian is a player, and cannot be trusted.
Brian, the charismatic flirt, quickly took a seat next to Olivia. He flashed her a charming smile, his eyes fixated on her."So, Olivia, tell me more about yourself," he said, leaning in closer. "I'm dying to get to know you better."
The group began to chat and laugh, their conversation flowing easily. Brian continued to flirt shamelessly with Olivia, showering her with compliments and attention. Elliot, meanwhile, tried to hide his irritation, sipping his drink with a clenched jaw.
Cassidy, the charming and suave member of the group, turned to Olivia with a suggestive smile. "Hey, wanna come back to my place?" he asked, his voice low and sultry.
Olivia hesitated for a moment, her mind racing. She knew she should probably say no, but there was something about Cassidy that intrigued her."Sure," she replied, her heart skipping a beat. "Why not?" Olivia think this could be the perfect way to get over her little crush on Elliot. She can't fall for Elliot. Even now that he's her boss.
Elliot watched from across the table as Cassidy asked Olivia to go back to his place. He felt a stab of jealousy in his chest, his grip on his drink tightening. He knew he had no right to be jealous, but he couldn't help it. He couldn't bear the thought of Olivia being alone with Cassidy.
The group lingered for a while longer. Olivia said her goodbyes, her heart pounding with excitement and nervousness. She followed Cassidy out of the bar, leaving the others behind. As they walked towards Cassidy's place, Olivia could practically feel Elliot's gaze burning into her back.
Fin chuckled as he observed Elliot's clenched grip on his glass. "You might want to loosen your grip on that glass, buddy," he teased. "You look like you're trying to strangle it.
Munch chuckled and joined in on the banter. "Yeah, Elliot looks like he's about to snap that glass in half," he joked. "Jealousy, buddy?"
Elliot rolled his eyes at Munch's comment, pretending to be unaffected."Jealous? Me, jealous? Please," he retorted, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "I'm just making sure I don't spill my drink, that's all."
"Right.. Right.. Right." Fin chuckles
"Oh Elliot." Munch smirks
Elliot's mind was consumed with thoughts of Olivia and Cassidy, his imagination running wild. He couldn't shake the image of them together, Cassidy's hands on her body, his mouth on hers. The thought made his stomach twist, a mix of jealousy and possessiveness coursing through him. He tried to push the thoughts aside, but they kept creeping back into his mind. Elliot reprimanded himself for obsessing over Olivia. It didn't make sense for him to be this attached to her, considering they had only known each other for a short period. But no matter how much he tried to reason with himself, his feelings for her grew deeper. As much as he tried to deny it, he cared for her more than he wanted to admit.
Next day
Elliot approached Olivia's desk, his voice low as he leaned in to whisper, "How was last night?" Olivia looked up, her cheeks slightly flustered at the sudden question. "It was... fine," she replied, trying to keep her tone casual. "Why do you ask?"
Elliot's gaze intensified as he leaned closer, his voice dropping to a whisper. "Did you... you know," he began, his voice laced with jealousy and curiosity. "Did you sleep with Cassidy last night?"
Olivia's eyes widened in surprise at the unexpected question. She hadn't expected Elliot to ask her something so direct. She took a moment to collect her thoughts before responding, her voice steady but laced with a hint of defensiveness. "Why does that matter?" she asked, looking down.
Elliot leaned closer, his face just inches away from Olivia's. He lowered his voice to a seductive whisper, his breath warm on her skin. "I just want to know if someone else was touching you last night," he murmured, his tone possessive.
"Why the fuck is that your business Elliot." Olivia say sin a harsh aggressive tone
As Elliot spoke, a sly smirk spread across his face. He leaned in closer to Olivia, his voice low and possessive. "You know exactly what I mean," he said quietly. "After that night, I touched you. I touched you in ways that no other man has. I have a part of you now, Olivia. Whether you want to admit it or not, I've marked you as mine."
Olivia's eyes widened in shock, her heart racing as Elliot's words sunk in. She couldn't believe what he was saying, the audacity he had to act like she was his possession. "No!" she exclaimed, her voice trembling. "You don't own me, Elliot! I'm not some goddamn object that you can claim as yours!"
Elliot leaned in close, his lips hovering just millimeters from Olivia's ear. He could feel her body shiver at his nearness, her breath hitching in her throat. He murmured a soft, seductive whisper, making sure no one was nearby to overhear."Whatever you say, Liv..." he taunted, his lips brushing against her neck before planting a soft kiss there. He pulled back, his smirk growing wider as he saw the visible effect he had on her.
Olivia fought to control her breath, her body yearning for more of Elliot's touch. But she refused to give in to her desires, determined to maintain her composure. She muttered a curse under her breath, her voice strained."Bastard," she whispered, her body betraying her words as she fought back a moan.
"Hey, Olivia," he greeted, his voice smooth and confident. "I had a great time last night. I was wondering if you'd like to go out on a date with me this Friday night." Asked Cassidy
Olivia tried to keep her expression neutral, but she couldn't help the flutter of excitement in her chest."Sure," she said, trying to sound casual. "Friday night sounds great."
Elliot sat at his own desk watching through the open curtains in his office, pretending to work, but his eyes kept flickering over to where Olivia and Brian stood. He watched as Brian asked Olivia something and saw her nod in response. Jealousy burned within him as he observed their interaction.He pulled out his phone and discreetly typed a text message to Olivia."Did pretty boy ask you out?" he sent, hoping for a response.
Olivia stared down at her phone, confusion etched on her face. She didn't recognize the number that had just texted her, and the message had come out of nowhere. "Who is this?" she typed back, her curiosity piqued.
"Just answer me this," he texted back. "Did Brian ask you out?
"Yes, he did," she typed back.
"Why did you say yes?" he typed back, unable to contain his annoyance.
"It's not really any of your business," she responded, her annoyance evident in her words. "But if you must know, he's nice and charming."
Elliot couldn't help but feel a twinge of arrogance at Olivia's response. He smirked as he typed out a reply, his confidence seeping through the words.
"Charming, huh?" he texted back. "I can be charming too. Plus, I have a few things that pretty boy doesn't have, if you know what I mean."
"Elliot, what the hell?" she typed furiously. "This is you?! How did you get my number? And why are you texting me like this?"
Elliot couldn't help but bask in the satisfaction of finally having Olivia's attention. His ego was inflated, and he responded to her message with a hint of smugness. "Oh, princess," he typed back, his tone dripping with arrogance. "Don't forget, you do work for me. So I have access to plenty of information, including your phone number."
Olivia's frustration spiked at Elliot's response. She hated how he felt entitled to invade her privacy just because she worked for him. "That doesn't give you the right to invade my privacy," she shot back, her irritation evident in her words. "And don't call me princess."
Elliot couldn't help but relish in the thrill of getting under Olivia's skin. Her irritation amused him, and he felt a strange sense of power over her."Oh, but princess," he taunted, a sly grin on his face as he typed out his response. "I can call you whatever I want. You're mine, remember?
"One time?" she wrote back, her anger evident in her words. "Once was more than enough. And you want to know something? You're an arrogant prick. I deserve better than this." Olivia looks up at Elliot through the window. Curtains opened, but Elliot decided to send one last message.
he couldn't help but tease her a little more, his fingers flying across the keypad."If we weren't at work I would punish you for being such a bratty bitch. I''d bend you over my desk, princess," he typed out, a hint of arrogance in his words. "Show you what happens to brats who mouth off to their bosses." Elliot looks up at Olivia and smirks.
Olivia's heart rate quickened as she felt Elliot's gaze fixed on her through the office window. She couldn't help but feel a jolt of desire course through her body, despite knowing that it was wrong. She quickly regained her composure and hastily flipped her phone off, refusing to give into his taunting."No," she whispered to herself, her mind conflicted between her growing attraction to him and her knowledge that it was unprofessional. "I can't give in to this."
"Stop texting me now!" Olivia texts back and looks at Elliot with anger, but Elliot can see the desire writing on her face. He gets up and closes his blinds.
Olivia hurriedly collected her belongings and left the office as fast as she could. Her mind was racing, her heart pounding, and her body still feeling the effects of Elliot's gaze and his crude text messages.She made her way home, her mind swirling with thoughts and conflicting emotions. As she stepped inside her apartment, she leaned against the door, taking a deep breath to try and steady her shaking hands. She decides to call Alex.
"Hello?" Alex's cheerful voice came through the receiver.
Olivia poured out her frustration and confusion to Alex, her words tumbling out in a rush."God, Alex, you won't believe what happened at work today," she began, pacing restlessly across her living room. "Elliot, he's been...sending me these texts, these flirty messages, and I don't know what to do. It's so wrong, but at the same time, I can't deny that I'm attracted to him. But Alex, she added, her voice shaky, "it's just wrong, you know? He's my boss! I don't need this bullshit!"
Alex thought for a moment before suggesting a plan to Olivia. "Alright, I got it," she said decisively. "Let's go to the club tonight. You can confront Elliot, tell him to knock off those suggestive texts and keep things professional. If he doesn't listen, you can always turn your attention to Brian, right?"
Olivia pondered over Alex's suggestion. It seemed like a reasonable plan. "Okay, I guess that could work," she agreed.
Olivia spins around to find Elliot standing there, a cocky smile playing at the corners of his lips. "Back so soon, princess?" he says, his voice low and seductive. He pulls her close, his body pressed against hers. "Couldn't stay away, could you?"
""Actually, I came here to talk to you," she said, her voice firm and resolute. "We need to discuss something serious."." Olivia says taking her shot quickly glances at Alex who's trying not to laugh.
Despite Olivia's serious tone, Elliot's smirk only widened. He could sense her conflicting emotions, and it only heightened his own desire."Oh, serious talk, huh?" he teased, his hands wandering down to grip her hips. "What's got you so riled up, princess?"
"This isn't why I came here. We need to talk about those texts you keep sending me at work."
Elliot chuckled, clearly enjoying the effect he was having on Olivia. He leaned in closer, his breath warm against her ear."Ah, the texts. You mean the ones that get you all worked up, princess?" he teased, his hands returning to her hips. "Why do you think I send them? Can't help but push your buttons a bit..."
"This is serious. It's not appropriate, and it needs to stop. We're colleagues, and you're my boss—"
Elliot leans in closer, his lips brushing against her neck. "You're not fooling me, princess," he whispers, his voice low and seductive. "I know you came back for more."
Olivia feels her body responding to his words and his touch, her skin growing hotter under his touch. She wants to deny it, but the way he's making her feel is undeniable. She lets out a soft gasp as his lips linger on her neck, his teeth gently nibbling at her skin.
Olivia lets out a soft moan as Elliot's touch continues to awaken her body. She tries to fight against giving in, but she can't deny how much she's craving him. "I... I... I..." she tries to speak, but her words are cut off as he nibbles at her earlobe.
Elliot's lips move from Olivia's neck, trailing up to her jawline and finally finding her lips. He kisses her deeply, his tongue exploring her mouth, demanding a response. Olivia tries to resist, to push him away, but the desire is slowly overwhelming her common sense. Her body responds eagerly to his touch, her arms wrapping around his neck, pulling him closer.
"Do you consent Olivia." Elliot says in a whisper now kissing down her neck
Alex watches from a nearby table, nursing a drink and quietly observing the scene unfolding between Olivia and Elliot. She can see the tension and the attraction between them, and a small, knowing smile plays at the corners of her lips.
Olivia breaks the kiss, her eyes locking with Elliot's as she catches her breath. She bites her lip, contemplating. Everything in her brain is telling her it's wrong, but her body is screaming for more."I...yes," she whispers finally, her voice barely above a breath. "I consent."
Elliot takes Olivia by the hand and leads her to a secluded room in the back of the club, his grip firm and possessive. He closes the door behind them, shutting out the noise of the club.The room is dimly lit, with a single couch against the far wall. Elliot guides Olivia to the couch, sitting down and pulling her onto his lap.
Olivia manages to find her voice despite the heat building between them. She puts a hand on Elliot's chest, pushing him back slightly so she can speak."Elliot, listen," she says firmly, her eyes meeting his. "Before we go any further, we need to agree on some boundaries. I have some rules."
"Alright," he says with a hint of a smirk. "Let's hear them. Same rules as last time, right?" Elliot says
Olivia can only nod. Elliot wastes no time once she nods, claiming her lips in a passionate kiss. He pulls her body flush against his, his hands roaming over her curves, exploring every inch of her. He can feel her trembling in his arms, her body responding eagerly to his touch. Her taste is intoxicating, fueling the desire that's been building between them.
Elliot pulls back from the kiss, his eyes glinting wickedly as he gazes down at Olivia. There's a hint of a smirk playing at the corners of his mouth."It's time I remind you who's in charge here," he says, his voice low and commanding. "You were being quite a little brat to your boss earlier weren't you?
"Yes." Olivia says
"From now on," he whispers, "you will address me as sir, daddy, or captain. Understand, Detective?"
Elliot looks into Olivia's eyes, waiting for her response.
"I asked you a question," he says, his hand still resting on her ass. "Do you understand, detective?"
Olivia, caught in a daze of desire forgets to say anything.
Elliot's grip tightens in her hair, pulling harder. He's growing impatient, his dominance on full display. "Answer me."
Olivia nods, her words coming out in a breathless whisper.
"Yes... I understand detective," she replies. She knows better than to push him any further, her body still thrumming with a mixture of desire and trepidation.
Elliot releases her hair, his hand caressing her cheek almost affectionately. He can see the submission in her eyes and he smiles, satisfied."Good girl," he murmurs, his voice softer now. "You're learning. Now, I think it's time for your punishment."
"Undress for me, slowly," he commanded, his voice thick with desire.
Olivia obliged, peeling off her clothes piece by piece, revealing her tantalizing curves and supple skin. Her breasts, full and luscious, heaved with anticipation as she slowly unzipped her skirt, letting it fall to the floor. She stood before him in nothing but her lace panties, her nipples already puckered in anticipation.
"Now, lie down on the bed and spread your legs for me," he instructed, his tone leaving no room for argument. Olivia did as she was told, her body on full display. Elliot put blind folder over Oliva's eyes.
He produced a set of nipple clamps from the bedside drawer, the cold, metallic chains glinting in the soft light. Olivia's eyes widened at the sight, a mix of excitement and apprehension flashing across her face.
"These are to remind you who's in charge, my naughty detective," Elliot explained, his voice low and seductive. "They will be your constant reminder that your body is mine to play with as I please."
He gently pinched her left nipple between his thumb and forefinger, tugging it slightly to stimulate the sensitive bud. Then, he carefully affixed one of the clamps, watching as her breath hitched and her eyes fluttered closed from the sharp sensation. A soft moan escaped her lips as he repeated the process on her right nipple, the clamps now firmly in place, tugging and stimulating her nipples with every move she made.
"Does my little brat like this feeling?" Elliot teased, his breath warm against her ear as he nuzzled her neck.
Olivia whimpered in response, her body already responding to the sensation of pleasure and pain mixing deliciously.
But Elliot wasn't done yet. He wanted to edge her, push her right to the brink of ecstasy, and then deny her release. From the same drawer, he retrieved a powerful vibrator, its sleek surface promising unimaginable pleasure.
"Now, lie down on the bed and spread your legs for me," he instructed, his tone leaving no room for argument.
Using his thumbs, Elliot gently spread apart her tender pussy lips, exposing her clitoris. With delicate precision, he began to flick his tongue across her most sensitive bud, sending shudders of pleasure through Olivia's body. Her breath quickened as she felt the warm wetness of his mouth engulfing her.
"Mmm, you taste so sweet, just like the first time I tasted you" Elliot murmured between licks. "I could feast on your pussy all night."
Olivia writhed beneath him, the sensation overwhelming. Elliot knew exactly how to work his magic, teasing and pleasing her with equal measure. His tongue danced across her clit, flicking and sucking, driving her wild with desire. As Olivia's moans filled the room, Elliot inserted two fingers into her dripping wet hole, slowly thrusting in and out. He added a third finger, stretching her, filling her completely. With his skilled tongue and fingers, he brought her to the brink of orgasm again and again, only to back off and let the tension build once more.
"Please, daddy... let me cum," Olivia pleaded, her voice hoarse with lust. But Elliot, the master of control, continued to edge her relentlessly. He used his fingers and tongue to bring her to the pinnacle of pleasure, only to slow down and prolong the sweet anticipation.
"Not yet, my sweet Olivia," he murmured. "I want you to beg for your orgasm. Beg like you've never begged before."
Olivia was on fire, every nerve ending screaming for completion. "Please, sir," she pleaded. "Let me cum. I need it so badly. I'll do anything, just please make me cum." Her words tumbled out, a desperate, wanton display that only fueled Elliot's desire to push her further.
With a chuckle, Elliot slid a finger inside her, slowly pumping it in and out as he rubbed her swollen clit with his thumb. Olivia moaned loudly, her hips bucking against his hand. But just as she teetered on the edge of release, he withdrew again, leaving her desperate and gasping.
"Oh, you like that, don't you?" he teased. "You like being edged, feeling that pleasure build and build. But I haven't given you permission to cum yet. You need to prove to me how much you want it."
"I want it so bad," Olivia whimpered. "I've never felt this way before. It's like my body is on fire. Please, captain, let me explode for you." Her words were a mixture of desperate pleas and erotic poetry, egging Elliot on to continue his delicious torture.
Elliot then pushed her back onto the couch, spreading her legs wide. He positioned himself between them and lowered his head, his tongue tracing delicate patterns on her inner thighs, making her squirm with anticipation. Then, with a deliberate slowness, he finally delivered on his promise.
His tongue teased and lapped at her swollen pussy lips, savoring her juices as he explored her intimate folds. He suckled on her clit, flicking it with the tip of his tongue, driving Olivia wild with pleasure. She bucked her hips, desperately seeking friction, but Elliot held her thighs firmly, controlling her movements.
"That's it, baby," he murmured against her sensitive flesh. "Let me hear you beg for some more. Tell me how much you want to cum." His tongue never stopped its relentless assault, pushing her closer and closer to the edge.
"Oh God, daddy!" Olivia cried out. "I'm so close. Please, don't stop. I need to cum so badly. I'm begging you, let me explode. I want to feel your mouth on me as I come." Her words tumbled out in a frantic, pleading rhythm, her body shaking with the effort of holding back.
Finally, Elliot relented, sensing that she was truly on the brink. He sucked her clit harder, adding another finger to her soaking wet hole, thrusting them in and out at a frenzied pace. And then, with a loud cry, Olivia came, her body shaking uncontrollably as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her.
Elliot drank in her sweet nectar, prolonging her orgasm with his skilled tongue, ensuring she experienced every last second of her release. When she finally came down from her euphoric high, she lay spent, her body glowing with satisfaction.
Olivia lays there realization hitting here. She gets up fast gets dressed, and starts darting to the door.
"Mm well until next time darling." Elliot smirks
"No this needs to stop now Elliot! Yes I've consented. I can't keep playing these games with you, and you're my boss, this is wrong." Olivia says
"Hm will see they always come back, and from the looks of you already came more than once-" Elliot says Olivia is bolting out the door.
"So how was it? Was his dick big? I know he just fucks good." Says Alex
"No. We didn't crossed that boundary yet." Says Olivia in a low tone.
"Okay, okay nothing to be ashamed of slow steps. Until next time!" Says Alex cheering
"Yeah I need to stay away from Elliot. Now let's just go, and make sure I don't come back here again." Says Olivia
"Mmmmh okay Liv." Alex says sarcastically.