Elliot couldn't get Olivia out of his mind. It was sunday, but the memory of her beneath him, writhing and mo, was seared into his brain. He remembered the way her curvy body had felt under his, her soft skin yielding to his touch. Her taste still lingered on his tongue, that unique taste of her pussy that drove him wild. He could still hear the sounds she made, those sweet, desperate moans and pleas for more.

Elliot had bedded many women, trained many subs, but something about Olivia had gotten under his skin. Perhaps it was the way she had surrendered so completely to him, or the way her brown eyes had shone with a mixture of desire and fear as he bound her to the bed. He had sensed her hesitation, her internal struggle, and the knowledge that he had pushed her beyond her usual limits excited him. He knew she had fantasized about him for a while, and he wanted to make those fantasies a reality, over and over again.

He felt a possessive stir in his chest at the thought of claiming her as his own. Elliot was a man who usually kept his emotions in check, but Olivia had the power to make him feel things he hadn't felt in a long time. Jealously guard her from other men and keep her all to himself, he thought with a smirk. The idea of another man laying eyes on her, let alone touching her, sent a surge of primal protectiveness through him.

Elliot hard he lay back on his bed. With one hand, he began to stroke his length, closing his eyes as he imagined Olivia, her lush body bound to his bed, waiting for him. He could see the desire in her eyes, the way she craved his touch, and it drove him wild.

He pumped his dick slowly, teasing himself as he imagined teasing Olivia. He pictured her breasts, full and ripe, nipples erect as she panted for him. He wanted to taste those nipples again, to suck and bite them until she squirmed beneath him. Then, he'd trail kisses down her stomach, enjoying the way she'd writhe, anticipating his mouth on her pussy.

In his fantasy, he'd take his time, using his tongue to part her juicy lips, tasting her nectar as she bucked her hips, seeking more pressure. He'd chuckle against her sensitive bud, enjoying the way she'd beg, her voice breathless and wanting. Then he'd give her what she needed, sucking her clit into his mouth and flicking it with his skilled tongue until she came, crying out his name.

Elliot's hand quickened on his shaft as he imagined her tightening her legs around his head, her hands gripping his bald head as she rode out her orgasm. He'd lap up her sweet juices, wanting her to know that he craved every drop she could give him. He'd make her come again, using his fingers to stretch and fill her, curling them just right to hit her G-spot as he sucked on her clit. He wanted to feel her tremble, to know that he could reduce her to a quivering mess of pleasure.

But he'd only begun. He'd untie her, flip her over, and bind her hands behind her back. He'd push her breasts together, squeeze them together, and fuck her tits, sliding his hard cock between them as she looked back at him with lust-filled eyes. He'd grip her hips and thrust into the cleavage, imagining it was her tight pussy, before pulling out and trailing kisses up her spine.

He'd pause, his breath hot and heavy on the back of her neck, and then trace the curves of her body with his tongue, down her back, and then dip his tongue into her hole, rimming her as she squirmed and moaned. He'd tongue-fuck her pussy, driving her wild, before standing and slapping her ass cheek hard with his dominant hand. She'd cry out, her pussy dripping, begging for his cock.

That's when he'd give it to her. He'd enter her in one smooth stroke, filling her completely as she screamed out in pleasure. He'd grip her bound wrists, holding her still as he began to thrust, claiming her body as his own. He'd fuck her hard, pounding into her as she screamed and pleaded for more. He'd own her body, taking her to heights of pleasure she'd never known.

As Elliot neared his orgasm, he imagined filling her with his hot cum, marking her as his own. He growled out her name, his balls tightening as he shot his load, imagining it coating her walls. He pictured her satisfied smile, her body glistening with sweat, and knew that he'd have to make this fantasy a reality soon. He slowed his strokings, milking his own sensitive cum from his dick, dreaming of the next time he'd have Olivia under him, begging for mercy.

Olivia found herself distracted, her mind wandering to forbidden places as she imagined Elliot's strong hands claiming her body once more. The feel of his breath on her skin, the stubble on his face grazing her inner thighs, and the delicious torture of his tongue teasing her clit made her squirm in her seat. It was becoming unbearable; she needed relief.

Heading to the bathroom, Olivia turned on the shower, making it ice cold. She knew the sharp contrast in temperature would bring her back to reality, grounding her enough to continue her day.

You're mine tonight, Olivia," he whispered, his hot breath tickling her ear. "I'm going to make you feel things you've never felt before."

She whimpered as he bit her neck, sucking gently on the sensitive skin. His free hand roamed down her body, cupping her breast and thumbing her hard nipple through the thin fabric of her dress. "Please, Elliot..." she begged, her voice already breathy and desperate.

With a growl, he ripped her dress, exposing her creamy skin and leaving her half-naked. His hand slid down to her thigh, squeezing possessively as he lifted her leg and hooked it over his hip. She could feel his hard cock pressing against her through his pants, and she craved the feel of it inside her.

He released her hands and grabbed her ass, lifting her up as if she weighed nothing. She locked her legs around his waist, feeling his hardness against her core. With a thrust, he entered her, filling her pussy with his thick length.

Olivia cried out, her head falling back as pleasure rushed through her. Elliot began to move, his strong thighs lifting her up and down on his cock, fucking her hard against the wall. His hands gripped her ass tightly, leaving marks that she knew would be there tomorrow.

"That's it, take it all," he grunted, his voice hoarse with desire.

She moaned, her fingers digging into his shoulders as he pounded into her. The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the room, along with their heavy breathing and moans.

"You like it rough, don't you, Olivia?" he growled, biting her shoulder.

"Yes, sir, please don't stop," she cried out, her pussy clenching around him.

Elliot knew just what she needed and reached between them, his fingers finding her clit. He rubbed it in circles as he thrust into her, and she felt the coiling tension deep within her core. Her breath hitched, and her back arched as she cried out his name.

"Cum for me, baby, let it go," he urged, his fingers working her sensitive bud.

With a scream, she came, her pussy gushing around his cock as she squirted. The feeling of her hot juices covering him drove Elliot over the edge, and with a few more desperate thrusts, he followed, filling her with his hot seed.

Olivia is startled awake by her alarm clock, abruptly pulled out of her vivid dream about Elliot. As she sits up in bed, disoriented and bleary-eyed, she checks the time on her phone and realizes it's time to get ready for work.

Noah shuffles out of his room, his hair a mess and still rubbing sleep from his eyes. He looks up at his mom and asks for chocolate chip pancakes for breakfast.

"Mom, can you make me pancakes for breakfast, please." Says Noah.

"Pancakes again?" Olivia groans, still trying to shake off the remnants of her dream. "Fine, I'll make you pancakes." Olivia smiles

Olivia is so lost in her thoughts about Elliot that she doesn't notice the pancakes starting to burn in the pan. The smell of burning batter finally snaps her out of her daydream. "Shit!" she swears, quickly taking the pan off the stove.

"Mom, that's a bad word; you owe me a dollar." Says Noah

Olivia quickly apologizes to Noah as she scrapes the burnt pancakes into the trash. "Sorry, sweetie, I didn't mean to say that. Mommy just got distracted for a moment."

Olivia finishes making the pancakes and serves them to Noah, who wolfs them down with glee. She watches him eat, still feeling distracted and consumed by her thoughts about Elliot.

"Mom I'm taking the bus today. I love you. See you later." Noah says. Olivia kisses him on the head.

"Be safe I love you, babe." Says Olivia as she gets ready and heads to the office.

It's been two days, and Olivia hasn't heard anything from Elliot. She wonders what's going to happen today.

Elliot was discussing the details of the case with the team, his expression serious and focused.

"We have a missing girl, 19 years old. No known enemies, no apparent motive for her disappearance," he explains. "We've searched the area and interviewed her friends, but so far, we've come up empty. It's been three days since she was last seen, we need to find her before it's too late."

"I did some investigating on my own, and I found a witness who claims to have seen the girl just hours before she went missing," she explained. "She was seen getting into a car matching the description of the suspect's vehicle." Says Olivia

"Good job, Olivia. Munch and when Brian comes back go talk to this witness." Says Elliot

"Thank you, Daddy..." says Olivia. The office fell silent as the words hung in the air.

Munch and Fin hear Olivia accidentally calling Elliot "Daddy." They glance at each other, their faces lighting up with amusement.

Munch grins widely, elbowing Fin in the ribs.

"Did you hear that, Fin?" He says, barely containing his laughter. "Liv just called Stabler' Daddy.'"

"Looks like Liv's got a thing for older men," he teased, chuckling. Fin playfully swatted Munch on the arm.

"Shut up, Munch," he said, still laughing. "You're going to get us in trouble."

Elliot's voice is firm and demanding as he calls out to Olivia from his office. "Olivia, come to my office please. Elliot's eyes are still widening in surprise. They both step into his office. He couldn't help but let a smirk creep onto his lips as he watched Olivia's expression go from embarrassed to mortified.

Fin Whisper's to Munch, "I think we all know why he called her in there, and it wasn't because he didn't like it." Fin laughs

"Add another 20 I say they do it right now." Munch laughs

"Did you just call me 'Daddy'?" He said, his tone playful but also filled with underlying desire.

Olivia's cheeks flush a deep red as she tries to apologize for her slip-up. She can feel her pulse racing and her heart beating rapidly in her chest.

"I-I didn't mean to call you that," she repeats, her voice quiet and shaky. "It was just a mistake. I didn't intend to say it out loud. Please, just ignore it."

Elliot grins at her reaction, clearly enjoying her flustered state. He moves closer to her, his hand lightly trailing up her arm.

"Are you sure it was an accident, detective?" He teases. "It sounded awfully natural coming from those pretty lips. I'm not surprised you got a date with Cassidy and still can't forget about me." Elliot smirks

His words hung in the air like a promise, and he reached out, gently tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear, his touch sending shivers down her spine. He trails his fingers along her jawline, his gaze locked on her.

"You have no idea how much I love it when you call me 'Daddy,'" he whispers, his voice filled with desire. "It drives me wild. You know I'm your boss, and you have to do what I say. Isn't that right, Olivia?" he purred.

Olivia bit her lip, torn between her professional demeanor and the overwhelming desire to submit to this man. "Y-yes," she breathed, her eyes flitting to his lips. Elliot's thumb grazed her jawline, and he leaned in, his intention clear. Their lips were about to touch when the office door swung open, and Cassidy, a mischievous glint in his eye, interrupted them. "Sorry to interrupt, boss," he said, a fake innocence in his tone. "Didn't realize you were still here, Olivia."

Cassidy unaware of the events since he wasn't there to hear Olivia call Elliot daddy.

Olivia jumped back, her cheeks flaming, while Elliot straightened up, a frustrated groan escaping his lips. "It's fine, Cassidy," he said, giving him a subtle warning look. "We were just discussing some work matters.

Everything under control?" Casisy, oblivious to the tension, or simply ignoring it,

"Oh yes, all good." Says Olivia

"I just wanted to grab some files from you cap." Says Cassidy

"Well, I should get back to what I gotta do." Olivia says nervously, about to walk away

"Stay back Olivia; I want to talk to you about a case," Elliot says, and Cassidy, not knowing anything, walks back to work on paperwork.

Munch walks out and heads towards fin. "My money is on that in a week we catch Olivia & Stabler fucking in his office." Says Munch

"Ew old man I don't want to see that shit, but fifty bucks says they end up together." Says Fin

"Elliot, this better be about the case," Olivia says shutting the door. Olivia feels a flutter of excitement as she watches Elliot sit down on his desk, his body language confident and seductive. She tries to keep her expression neutral, but she can't help the way her eyes roam over him, admiring the way he looks in the light.

Elliot sits on his desk, his legs spread and his arms resting on his thighs. He looks at Olivia with a cocky grin and beckons her closer with a crook of his finger. "Come closer," he says, his tone seductive and authoritative. "I have something to ask you."

Olivia swallows hard as she approaches his desk, her heart racing with excitement and nervousness. She stands in front of him, her hands clenched into fists at her sides. "What is it?" she asks, her voice trembling just slightly.

"Come join me at the club tonight." Elliot smirks

"You think you can just snap your fingers and I'll come running?" she says, her voice sharp. "Why should I come to the club?" Olivia asks, crossing her arms.

Elliot leans in closer to Olivia, his breath hot on her skin. He leans in, his lips hovering just millimeters from her ear." I know how to make you scream, darling. Oh, I think you enjoy the idea of control, but deep down, you crave surrender." Elliot's voice lowers," he murmurs, his voice dripping with seductive allure. "And you can't deny it."

Olivia feels her cheeks flush a deep shade of red at Elliot's words, her heartbeat racing in her chest. She stammers, her mouth opening and closing soundlessly as she tries to come up with a clever retort. "I-I...I..." she begins, her voice shaky and unsteady

Elliot grins, his gaze dark with desire as he watches Olivia struggle to form a response. He knows he has her right where he wants her, and he's enjoying every moment of it.

"Looks like I got you all tongue-tied, darling," he says, his voice smooth and seductive. "Just like I knew I would. Oh, and one more thing," he says, his voice low and seductive. "Don't wear any underwear tonight."

"Oh, and one more thing," he says, his voice low and seductive. "Don't wear any underwear tonight."

Olivia texts Alex, her fingers shaking slightly as she types out her message." Hey, do you want to come to the club with me tonight?"

"Oh to see Mr. Handsome boss I see you Liv." Alex giggles

"What! That's not why I just want to go get a drink." Says Olivia

"Mm Liv, I'm not buying the last part." Alex laughs

Okay, okay," she admits. "Maybe a part of me wants to go to the club tonight just to see Elliot. But it's not like anything is going to happen between us!"

"Whatever you say, Liv," she responds, her tone playful.

Olivia stands in front of the mirror, her heart racing with anticipation. She's wearing a tight dress that hugs her curves, her feet encased in towering heels. Her makeup is smokey and smoldering, and her hair is styled perfectly. She doesn't put on underwear as Elliot instructed. She takes one last look in the mirror, adjusting her dress and her hair, before grabbing her purse and heading out the door.

Olivia and Alex arrive at the club, the bass from the music thumping through the air. The club is packed with people dancing, drinking, and having a good time. Olivia feels her heart thumping in her chest as she scans the room, searching for Elliot. Olivia makes her way to the bar, weaving through the crowd of people. She takes a seat and orders a strong shot, hoping that the alcohol will calm her nerves. As she waits for her drink, her mind starts to race with thoughts of what the night holds.

A tall, muscular guy approaches Alex, giving her a charming smile. "Hey there, beautiful," he says, his voice smooth as silk. "Can I buy you a drink?"

Alex grins, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Why, I'd love to," she replies, her tone sultry. "But only if you promise to keep me entertained all night."

The guy chuckles, clearly enjoying Alex's playful banter. "Oh, I guarantee you'll have a good time with me," he replies, leaning in close to her. "And maybe we'll even have some fun after the club."

Olivia gives Alex a nudge, signaling her to go have fun. Alex smiled at her as a thank you.

Olivia felt a little dizzy as she sat at the bar, the drinks taking effect sooner than she'd expected. The atmosphere of the club surrounded her, the low hum of music and the soft groans and cries from distant rooms adding to the heady mix of sensations. She was aware of her heart racing, anticipation and excitement building as she awaited Elliot's arrival.

Olivia feels a shiver run down her spine as she feels Elliot's presence behind her. She turns, her heart racing in her chest, to see him standing there with a cocky grin on his face. He leans down, his breath hot on her neck as he whispers in her ear.

"I've been watching you, Olivia," he whispered, his deep voice sending shivers down her spine. "You look so beautiful, sitting here all by yourself."

Olivia swallows hard at his words, her body responding to his nearness. She could feel the heat radiating off him, could smell the scent of his cologne.

Elliot pulled her into a secluded room, his strong arms wrapping around her waist. Their lips met in a fiery kiss, all tongues and teeth. Olivia moaned into his mouth, her hands tangling in his hair.

"I've been waiting for this," he growled, his breath hot on her neck.

Olivia shivered as his lips trailed down her sensitive skin, his hands roaming over her body possessively. She could feel his desire for her, and it only fueled her own wanting.

"Please, captain," she panted, her body begging for release. "I need you."

With a growl, Elliot pulled her closer, his hands sliding down to grasp her ass firmly. He lifted her, and she wrapped her legs around his waist, feeling his hardness pressing against her.

"You sure about this, baby?" he asked, his voice low and rough. "You set your boundaries, and I'll respect them.

Olivia's breath quickened as she nodded, unable to form words. She was growing with the desire she wanted to give in her dreams. How addicted could she possibly get? They're both single, and this club is all about exploring your fantasy.

. Elliot pushes Olivia onto the bed, his body covering hers. He grabs a blindfold and puts it over her eyes. He looks down at her with a possessive gaze, his hands roaming over her body, claiming every inch.

No panties... I knew you'd follow my directions." His hot breath sent shivers down her spine, and she moaned softly, eager for her reward.

His hand trailed down her body, tracing patterns on her skin, before reaching between her legs. She gasped as he gently probed her swollen pussy lips, already wet and yearning for more. "Mmm, someone's eager," he murmured, his thumb circling her clit. "Let's give you what you want."

Elliot reached for the nipple clamps and gently grasped Olivia's nipple between the cool metal clips. She sucked in a sharp breath as the sensation shot through her, a mix of pleasure and pain causing her body to arch off the bed. "That's it, feel it, own it," he encouraged, attaching the other clamp, twisting and pulling gently on the chains connecting them.

Olivia whimpered, her senses overwhelmed as the clamps tugged and teased her sensitive nipples. The blindfold heightened the sensation, and she felt naked and exposed, her body on fire with desire.

"You like that, don't you, Olivia?" Elliot whispered, his mouth close to her ear. "Feeling your body react, your nipples hardening between the clamps..." As he spoke, he gently pinched and rolled her sensitive tips, making her cry out.

His fingers trailed down her body again, past her quivering stomach, and into her wet, waiting pussy. He teased her entrance, sliding a finger just inside, making her buck her hips desperately. "So wet for me... I love how responsive your body is."

With slow, deliberate movements, he added another finger, stretching and scissoring her, making her moan and squirm. "That's it, cum for me. I want to feel you tighten around my fingers." His thumb found her clit, and he rubbed slow, firm circles, sending sparks of pleasure coursing through her.

Olivia felt the orgasm building, her body tightening like a coil, ready to spring. Her breath came in short gasps as she begged, "Please, Elliot... let me cum."

"You've been such a girl, girl, so yes." With his fingers pumping inside her, he sucked her swollen clit into his mouth, circling it with his skilled tongue. The combination of the nipple clamps tugging at her sensitive peaks and Elliot's mouth and fingers working in unison pushed Olivia over the edge.

"Ohhh, E-Elliot!" she cried out, her body convulsing as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. Her pussy clenched around his fingers as he milked every last drop of pleasure from her, prolonging her orgasm until she slumped back on the bed, spent and satisfied.

But Elliot wasn't done with her yet. He gently removed the nipple clamps, causing another shot of sensation to ripple through her. "That was just the start, Olivia. I want to feel you cum again... and again."

Olivia lay breathless, her body still buzzing from the intense orgasm Elliot had just given her. Her fantasy had brought her to heights of pleasure she had never known before, and she craved more. Much more.

As she lay bound to the bed, her wrists restrained above her head, she felt vulnerable and exposed but also powerful. She knew she was Elliot's plaything, and the thought excited her. She loved being at his mercy, waiting for his next move.

"You look so fucking beautiful like this, Olivia," he murmured, his voice deep and velvety. "But I think it's time to lose the blindfold. I want to see those pretty eyes of yours."

With gentle fingers, he untied the blindfold, letting it fall away from her eyes. The flood of visual stimuli after the deprivation sent a rush through Olivia's body. She blinked, taking in the sight of the bedroom, the soft lighting, and most of all, the sight of Elliot standing before her, his muscular frame dressed only in tight black boxer briefs.

"Please, Elliot," she breathed, her voice hoarse from begging. "I need you. I need to feel you inside me."

A slow, sexy smile spread across his face. "As you wish, my beautiful Olivia."

He climbed onto the bed, positioning himself between her spread legs. Then, with strong and sure movements, he untied her ankles, freeing her legs. But before Olivia could even consider running her hands along her body, Elliot had pinned her wrists to the bed once more, this time holding them down with his strong hands. She gasped at the sudden loss of freedom, her core clenching deliciously.

"You don't get to touch yet," he whispered, his lips brushing her ear, sending shivers down her spine. "You just lay there and enjoy the ride. I'm going to fuck you senseless."

And with that, he plunged into her, filling her pussy with his thick, hard cock. Olivia moaned loudly, her back arching as she took him deep. He felt so damn good, stretching her, filling her up perfectly.

Elliot began to move, thrusting slowly and deeply, making sure Olivia felt every inch of him. His balls slapped against her ass as he picked up the pace, his grunts mixing with her moans and filling the room with their sexy symphony.

"Oh, fuck, yes!" Olivia cried out, her head tossing from side to side. "Harder, Daddy! Please, harder!"

Elliot obliged, gripping her hips tightly as he pounded into her. The bed creaked with the force of his thrusts, the headboard banging against the wall, marking the rhythm of their passionate dance. Olivia's breasts bounced with each thrust, her nipples rubbing deliciously against the soft sheets.

Her pussy clamped down on Elliot's cock, and she could feel her orgasm building, coiling tightly within her. "I'm gonna cum, captain! Oh, God, I'm gonna cum!"

"Cum for me, baby," he growled, his eyes intense as he stared down at her. "Let me feel that tight pussy milking my cock."

And with a few more thrusts, Olivia tumbled over the edge. Her pussy pulsated around Elliot's cock, her juices flowing freely as she cried out his name. Her body shook with the force of her orgasm, her senses exploding in a dazzling display of pleasure.

"Such a beautiful sight, Olivia. All mine to play with." His voice was full of possessiveness, and it sent a bolt of desire straight to her core.

Elliot grasped her bound wrists, holding her hands above her head as he pounded into her with increasing force. The bed creaked with the force of their passion, the rhythmic slapping of their bodies filling the room.

"That's it, take it all," Elliot grunted, his eyes intense as he watched his cock disappear into her willing body.

Olivia's breath quickened as she neared her climax. "Oh god, I'm gonna cum... please don't stop!"

Elliot showed no signs of slowing down. If anything, he thrust harder, faster, wanting to drive her over the edge. "Cum for me, Olivia. Let me feel that tight pussy clench around my cock."

And then, it happened.

A rush of pleasure, unlike anything she had ever experienced before washed over her. Her body tensed, every muscle tightening as she cried out, her juices gushing out, soaking the bed sheets.

"That's it, squirt for me," Elliot growled, his voice hoarse with his own desire.

Olivia had never squirted before, and the sensation of releasing so completely was overwhelming. Her body shook with the force of her orgasm, her pussy pulsating around Elliot's cock, milking him for all he was worth.

Elliot groaned, the feeling of her pussy contracting around him sending him over the edge. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum too... gonna fill that tight hole of yours."

With a few more powerful thrusts, he emptied himself inside her, his hot cum mixing with her juices. Olivia could feel his release, the warmth spreading inside her, and it sent her into another wave of pleasure.

As their breathing slowed, Elliot released her wrists, gently removing the blindfold. Olivia blinked, her eyes adjusting to the light as she looked up at him.

"That... was incredible," she said, a lazy smile spreading across her face.

Elliot's blue eyes sparkled with satisfaction. "I aim to please," he said, leaning down to capture her lips in a passionate kiss.

Olivia kissed him back, tasting herself on his lips, her body still buzzing with the aftereffects of her intense orgasm. Elliot gets off from Olivia.

"This is the part when you regret it, and run away?" Elliot smirks. He cleans Olivia up, then himself. They both are now getting dressed.

Olivia looks up at Elliot, her heart racing with a mixture of emotions. She should regret it, shouldn't she? She shouldn't have let him take control like that, shouldn't have let herself be so vulnerable. But even as the thoughts race through her head, she can feel her body responding to his presence, her desire for him still burning hot.

Olivia smiles weakly, trying to lighten the atmosphere with a nervous laugh. "Yeah, sorry about that," she says, her voice still shaky. "I guess I was just a bit overwhelmed by everything. I'm still adjusting to all of this." She pauses, her expression turning more serious. "And there are definitely some things about my past that are not exactly sexy conversation topics."

"Olivia, you can trust me with anything you want to say," Elliot says, looking deeply into her eyes.

Olivia smiles at him, her expression one of sincere gratitude. "Thank you for listening and for being patient with me. It's not easy for me to open up like this, but I feel safe with you."

"I'm glad I'm here for your pleasure. I'd like to see you again." Elliot says, looking at her.

Olivia looks up at him, a glint of mischievousness in her eyes. She reaches out to run a finger lightly down his chest, teasing him. "We'll see, won't we?" she says, her voice playful. She smiles coyly, enjoying the way his body reacts to her touch.

Elliot manages to regain some semblance of composure, though his body still thrums with desire. "See you at work tomorrow," he says gruffly, his voice a bit strangled. He can still feel the lingering effects of her touch, her scent still clinging to his senses.

"That you will bye El." Olivia goes and sees Alex. Who's still hanging out with that guy she met earlier?

"Hey, Al, ready to go?" Says Olivia

"Yeah, Hey Liv, this is David; David met my best friend, Olivia." Says Alex

"Nice to meet you, Olivia." Says David

"You too; I hope you're treating my best friend with the most respect and pleasure, or I will have to beat your ass." Olivia smiles

"Yes, yes of course," David says

"Good. Now, Alex, we have an Uber to catch." Says Olivia

"David, I'll text you. Have a nice night." Alex says, kissing his cheek. Alex and Olivia walk to the Uber.

"Olivia, you're absolutely glowing, right? Did you and Elliot?" Alex smirks

Her cheeks flush a deep red at Alex's blunt question. She looks around to make sure no one else overheard him and then looks back at him, her expression a mix of embarrassment and guilty pleasure. "That's… none of your business," she says in a hushed tone, her voice betraying just a hint of defensiveness.

"Oh, come on Liv I'm your best friend, spill," Alex says

Olivia groans inwardly. She knows Alex means well, but his bluntness can be a bit jarring sometimes. "Fine," she relents with a huff. "But you can't breathe a word of this to anyone, okay?

Alex grins widely at her response, the thrill of gossiping about his friends clearly too seductive to resist. "Of course," he says, his voice low and conspiratorial. "Who would I tell? Besides, I want to hear all the juicy details."

Olivia feels her cheeks flush even deeper as she recounts her encounter with Elliot to Alex. She describes the pleasure, the intensity, the way her body responded to his touch. Her voice becomes low and heated as she speaks, her own memories stirring up feelings of desire and ecstasy.

Alex listens intently, her eyes widening as Olivia describes her experience with Elliot. "Olivia, that's amazing; I knew you would enjoy yourself. I knew Elliot could get you out of your shell. Still crazy how he's your boss." Alex laughs.

Olivia's voice suddenly rises, her volume catching the attention of a few of their colleagues. "OMG, he's my boss!" she exclaims, her expression a mix of embarrassment and disbelief. "I can't believe I'm… I can't believe I'm doing this with him!"

"It's kinda hot, Liv. Haven't you had any fantasies of him bending you over his desk, though? That is something. Come on, live a little and freely enjoy yourself." Alex smirks.

"I mean, yeah, it would not be like that would ever happen." Olivia laughs

They both get dropped off at their destinations. Olivia walks into her apartment, takes a warm shower, puts on her pajamas, and lays in her bed.

Ding ding.

Olivia feels her heart skip a beat as her phone vibrates with a notification. She discreetly looks at the screen and sees a message from Elliot. It reads,

E: I had an amazing time with you tonight. See you at work tomorrow. Night Liv

O:Had a great time as well. El night