Casey walked into Elliot's office, "Hey Elliot, you look like shit." Casey perspective
Elliot looked up from his paperwork as Casey entered his office, and he managed a weary chuckle.
"Yeah, I feel like it too. Didn't sleep well last night."
He leaned back in his chair, rubbing his temples. The headache from his hangover hadn't quite subsided yet.
"Ah, is that reason the one out there, you know, the same woman you were at the club with the other night." Says Casey smirking
He sighed, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. "No, and Yeah, that's her. How did you?" Elliot asks with an eyebrow raised
"I peep more than you think, El. You two weren't so unrecognizable as you thought. How's it going with her and working with her? Wow, Elliot." Casey laughs
Elliot recounts the recent events to Casey, his voice laced with disappointment. He sighs, running a hand through his hair. "She doesn't want to see me anymore, just wants to be colleagues from now on, and I just can't do it I can't stay away no matter how hard I try." Elliot lets out a frustrated sigh.
Casey listens to Elliot's predicament with a sympathetic expression. He gives a thoughtful nod. "You're a good guy, Elliot, and if she can't see that, it's her loss. But it's essential to respect her boundaries. As much as it sucks, you need to follow her wishes and avoid creating a messy situation at work."
Elliot sighs, his shoulders slumping. "Yeah, you're right. I need to respect her wishes, even if it sucks. I don't want to make things more complicated at work than they already are, but besides my life, you didn't respond to what you're doing here." Says Eliot
"I work here now, Elliot. Don't you read your emails?" Casey says
Elliot looks up at Casey, surprised by the revelation. "What? Do you work here now? I thought Alex was the ADA. When did that happen?" Says Elliot
Casey laughs casually, clearly enjoying Elliot's bewildered expression. "She still works here, El. I'm just going to be here to help out for a little bit, but then I'll be going back to my original workplace." Says Cassidy
"Oh well, that's nice. It's good to have a friend around. How did it go with that female you were working it up with?" Says Elliot
"Yes, nice to know someone here, and it went well thanks to you, our date went amazing." Says Casey
"Great, I'm glad to help. Now let me introduce you to the crew." Says Elliot opening the door.
Elliot grins, and swings open the office door with a flourish.
"Everyone, I want you to meet Casey, our newest addition to the team. She's going to be helping Alex. I'm sure you'll all be thrilled to have her around."
He glances around the office, his gaze lingering on Olivia for a moment before continuing. He tells himself he won't look at Olivia no matter how hard he wants to.
Elliot gestures towards each member as he introduces Casey.
"This is Olivia; over there is John, And that's Fin and Brian. And don't worry, you'll have plenty of time to meet the rest of the team later. For now, just focus on settling in."
The team greets Casey warmly, offering welcomes and friendly smiles. Olivia managed a polite smile, but her eyes flickered with a hint of something unreadable. She watches Casey with a guarded expression.
A week passes by with Elliot and Olivia being at a distance, never being alone in the same room. Only discuss cases when they need to. Olivia is still burning with jealousy and flashbacks when she sees Casey walk into the room. She wants to rip the door open when she sees Casey going into his office, thinking she's going to pound town with Elliot, which she was about to do before they got interrupted.
Elliot is no better. Dean has been flirty and heavy with Olivia. Why hasn't Olivia told him to stop? He didn't know Olivia wasn't giving in or being flirty, but she was just friendly, as she wasn't looking for anything. Elliot was burning with jealousy a trait he's never had. Feeling possessive and protective over Olivia. Neither one of them has been to the club since that night.
Olivia gathers her things, ready to call it a day. As she prepares to leave, she overhears the conversation between Elliot and Cassidy. She's caught off guard by the friendly offer, and a pang of something like jealousy flashes across her face.
Elliot smiles at Cassidy, agreeing to go get a coffee together. Olivia can't help but eavesdrop, pretending to focus on her belongings while listening intently.
"Sure Case let me just grab my jacket, and we can head out." Says Elliot as he walks into his office and looks out the window, both of their eyes locked on each other. Olivia quickly averts her gaze and hurries out of the office. Elliot stood there, watching her go, a mix of confusion, frustration, and something else he couldn't quite name swirling within him.
Elliot and Cassidy walk to a nearby coffee shop.
Cassidy, noticing Elliot's preoccupation, gently prodded, "You okay there, Elliot? You seem a million miles away."
Elliot started, snapping back to the present. "Oh, sorry, Case. Just a lot on my mind, you know how it is." He forced a smile, not wanting to burden Cassidy with his tangled emotions. "Work stuff mostly."
Olivia was so lost in thought as she walked up to her apartment that she didn't notice Alex driving up until he pulled up beside her. She jumped slightly, startled out of her reverie.
Alex gave her a concerned look as he rolled down the window.
"Damn, girl, you look like you're ready to go flip a car," Alex says, laughing.
"Alex, I'm not in the mood for jokes." Says Olivia frustrated sigh
"Give me your phone." Says Alex
"For what? What could you possibly be doing." Olivia sighs
"Texting your babysitter. We are going out tonight, and I already know this is about Elliot. So let's say fuck Elliot and go out." Says Alex
"Alex, it is a Tuesday! I have work tomorrow." Says Olivia
"And your point is? It's still early, Liv it's 4 o'clock. We can be back by 10. Come on, let's go get ready!" Says Alex
As she got ready for her night out with Alex, Olivia tried to push thoughts of Elliot to the back of her mind. She knew that dwelling on him wouldn't do her any good. Tonight was about having fun and letting loose.
"You look hot," Alex said as she entered Olivia's bedroom. "That dress is gonna turn some heads."
Olivia spun around, smoothing her hands over the tight-fitting red dress she had chosen for the night. "Really? I feel a bit exposed."
Alex grinned. "That's the point. Tonight, you're forgetting about Elliot and remembering how much fun it is to be single."
Olivia sighed. "I know. I just can't help but wonder where he went. One minute, I thought things would change, and boom, now the lady he's flirting with is working with him!"
"Guys his age tend to get scared of their feelings, and plus, that's kinda convent same thing happens with you," Alex said, taking Olivia's hand and leading her toward the door. "Come on, let's go. The sooner we get to the bar, the sooner you'll forget all about him."
The girls headed to a lively bar downtown, known for its vibrant atmosphere and attractive clientele. As they entered, the hum of conversation and the bassline of popular music enveloped them. The air was thick with the scent of sweat, beer, and promise.
"I'll get the first round," Alex offered, weaving her way through the crowd toward the bar.
Olivia nodded, already feeling her nerves settling. The energy in the room was infectious, and she found herself scanning the crowd, noticing potential suitors. Her eyes landed on a group of guys playing pool, their muscular arms flexing as they took their shots. She felt a pang of excitement as one of them looked up and caught her eye, giving her a sly smile.
Smirking back, Olivia turned away, only to bump into a tall, broad-shouldered man. His eyes, a deep emerald green, sparkled with mischief as he steadied her with strong hands on her hips.
"Woah there," he said, his voice deep and gravelly. "Be careful, beautiful. This place can be a little overwhelming."
Olivia felt her face flush as she realized how close they were standing. She could feel the heat emanating from his body, and his cologne filled her senses. "Oh, I... I'm sorry. I wasn't watching where I was going."
"Olivia?" Says Dean with a smile
"Oh Dean, hey funny seeing you here." Olivia laughs
Olivia's heart flipped as she recognized Dean's voice. She had been so focused on scanning the crowd that she hadn't noticed him standing right in front of her. She managed to recover quickly, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips.
"Funny, indeed. I didn't expect to see you here." Dean chuckled, his eyes raking over her form in a way that made her feel both self-conscious and somewhat thrilling.
"Yeah, it's been a long day at work, and we could use a drink so we decided to come here." Olivia smiles.
Dean leaned in closer to Olivia, his eyes taking in her appearance appreciatively. "Looking gorgeous tonight," he murmured, his voice a low rumble.
He gestured to the bartender and ordered two more drinks, all the while keeping his gaze fixed on Olivia.
Olivia felt a blush crawl up her cheeks as Dean complimented her. She hadn't expected to run into him tonight, and his presence was both surprising and tantalizing. She tried to maintain her composure as she replied, "Thank you, Dean. You're looking pretty good yourself."
"Hey, Dean, there you are. Wondering what was taking you so long with the drinks.:" Says Ryan
"Sorry Ryan, I ran into my coworker, Olivia. This is Ryan, Ryan Olivia." Says Dean
"Hello nice to meet you." Says Olivia
"Pleasures all mine." Says Ryan
"Hey, Liv, who's your friend." Alex smiles
"Hey Alex, this is Dean, my coworker. That's his friend Ryan." Says Olivia with a smile.
"Nice to meet you both." Says Alex
Dean signaled to the bartender, ordering a round of drinks for the four of them. The ice clinked cheerfully as the beverages were poured, a promise of the good times ahead. They raised their glasses in a silent toast, the glimmer of the amber liquid mirroring the warm glow of the bar's lighting.
Conversation flowed easily between them, a delightful mix of work gossip and lighthearted banter. Dean, it seemed, had a wicked sense of humor, his witty remarks causing Olivia and Alex to dissolve into peals of laughter on more than one occasion. As the night progressed, he seemed to pay particular attention to Olivia, his gaze holding hers just a second longer than necessary, his body angled towards her.
The night wore on, and the alcohol continued to flow freely. As the atmosphere around them grew more boisterous, Olivia could feel the heat of Dean's gaze seeping into her skin. His eyes kept flickering to her face, his mouth curving into a half-smile that sent a shiver down her spine.
She found herself leaning closer to him, drawn in by his magnetic charm. The conversation between the four of them continued to flow, but Olivia noticed that more and more, she and Dean were engaging in a sort of back-and-forth, their words laced with playful banter and innuendo.
Olivia looked around the bar, soaking in the fun atmosphere. It had been a great night, filled with laughter and good company, but she knew she had work tomorrow.
"This night has been amazing, but I better head out. We've got work tomorrow. Alex, you ready." Says Olivia
Dean and Ryan followed them out of the bar, the cool night air a stark contrast to the warm, buzzing atmosphere inside. As they reached the sidewalk, he turned to Olivia and leaned in, planting a soft kiss on her cheek.
"See you at work tomorrow," Dean smiles at Olivia
Olivia felt her cheeks flush, a wave of butterflies taking flight in her stomach. She managed to respond with a shy smile, her heart racing as she felt the lingering heat of his lips on her skin.
As they slid into the backseat of the Uber, Olivia's mind was racing. She couldn't believe what had just happened. Dean's lingering kiss on her cheek had sent her head reeling, and her heart was beating like a drum in her chest.
Alex, who was riding a shotgun, turned to Olivia with an excited grin. "So, spill the tea. What just happened back there?"
Olivia blushed even harder, feeling like a schoolgirl with a crush. "Dean... he kissed my cheek," she muttered, sounding more flustered than she would've liked.
Alex chuckled, a sly smile on her face. "Whoa, he really doesn't waste any time, does he? Looks like you might have a little office romance brewing."
Olivia was making her way to her cubicle when she heard a familiar voice call her name. She turned to see Dean, standing in the hallway, looking as handsome as ever in his sharp office attire.
Her heart did a little flip-flop in her chest as he approached, a charming smile on his face. "Morning, Olivia," he said, his gaze flitting over her briefly, taking in her outfit.
Olivia tried to sound casual, her heart still racing from his unexpected appearance. She smiled at him. "Hey, Dean," she said, her voice a little breathier than usual. They stroll into the office together.
Elliot was in the middle of a conversation with Fin when he heard Olivia's laughter carrying across the open office space. Curious, he looked up just in time to see Olivia walking in with Dean, a smile on her face and a blush on her cheeks. Immediately, Elliot felt a pang of jealousy. He hadn't seen Olivia look so animated and happy in a while, and the sight of her blushing in front of Dean made his gut churn.
Olivia was completely engrossed in her conversation with Dean, hanging on his every word, when she heard Casey's voice cut through the air. She turned to see Casey standing a few feet away, calling Elliot's name. Olivia felt a pang of surprise. She had been so focused on Dean that she hadn't noticed Casey approaching. She glanced at Dean, whose attention was now on Casey as well.
Casey looked directly at Elliot, a serious expression on her face. "I need to run something past you," she said. "Can we talk in your office?"
With a nod, he said, "Sure, let's step into my office."
"Wonder what else you two are going to do in that office," Olivia says, mumbling to herself.
Dean was still deep in thought when he heard Olivia mumbling to herself. He couldn't make out what she had said, so he leaned in slightly.
"What was that?" he asked, looking at her curiously.
"Oh, nothing," she answered, her cheeks flushing slightly. She cursed herself internally; she hadn't meant to say that out loud, especially not in front of Dean.
Munch gave Fin a nudge as they overheard Olivia's muttered words. Fin raised an eyebrow, a smirk creeping across his face.
"Did you hear that?" Fin whispered to Munch, his tone conspiratorial.
"Yeah, something about doing things in the office." Says Munch
"Fifty bucks said that Olivia and Elliot already did something in their office." Says Fin
Brian, walking into the scene, noticed Munch and Fin huddled together, deep in whispered conversation. He was always on the lookout for gossip, his interest piqued.
"Hey, what are you guys whispering about?" he inquired, a curious grin on his face.
Munch, sensing Brian's interest, was more than delighted to share the gossip. He leaned in closer, his smirk widening.
"Oh just that Olivia has a special interest for Dean." Says Munch
"Ah. I knew she wouldn't pour her heart out to me." Says Brian with an annoyed sigh. Brian's disappointment was evident in his tone, and Munch couldn't help but tease him a bit more.
"Looks like someone's a little jelly," he said, a sly smile on his face.
"Yeah, sounds like you're missing out on some office romance action." Fin chuckled, enjoying Brian's miffed expression.
The day continued with a sort of uneasy truce between Olivia and Elliot. They worked together on the case, and their interactions solely focused on the task at hand. There were no casual conversations, no lighthearted banter.
Elliot stepped out of his office into the open area where the team was gathered, a sense of determination about him. He glanced around at his colleagues, his gaze settling on Olivia and then on Dean.
"Alright, listen up. We need an undercover for this mission, and Dean will be taking the lead." Elliot says
He paused, his expression becoming more serious. Then he continued,
"There's one more thing. We're pulling in a female officer from another unit to come and help with the operation."
Dean's face registered a hint of confusion as Elliot made the announcement. He turned to look at Olivia, then back to Elliot.
"Why can't Olivia come undercover with me? She's just as qualified as anyone else. All she needs to do is be my fake date for the night."
Elliot gave Dean a firm look, his expression leaving no room for argument. He crossed his arms, leaning against the edge of his desk as he spoke.
"Dean, trust me when I say Olivia isn't ready for an undercover operation. She's only been here for a month. She needs more time to acclimate to the team and get experience under her belt before we send her out."
Fin, never one to shy away from voicing his opinion, interjected into the conversation. He looked at Elliot with a defiant glint in his eyes.
"Come on, Elliot. Don't sell Olivia short. So what if she's only been here for a month? She's already showing that she has the skills. She's our best detective. Why not let her handle this undercover gig?"
Munch, always siding with Fin in disagreements, chimed in, nodding his head in agreement."Yeah, Elliot. Fin's got a point. Olivia might be new, but she's got talent. Don't underestimate her just because she's a rookie."
Brian, usually quiet but always opinionated, couldn't help but add his thoughts to the fray. "I'm with Elliot on this one. Olivia might be a rising star and a quick learner, but she's still got a lot to prove. We can't send her into an operation like this so early on."
Olivia, bristling with anger, cut into the conversation with a sharp tone. "Captain, I'd like to speak with you privately for a moment."
The others fall silent, sensing the tension in the air. Elliot looks at Olivia with a mixture of surprise and resignation, nodding his agreement to her request. He motions for her to follow him into his office.
"You don't want me going on a fake date with Dean, you possessive ass! You can't stand the thought of me spending time with him instead of you! Says Olivia
"Olivia, I know you don't like my decision, but it's not because I don't trust you or think you're not good enough. It's just that this is a high-stakes operation, and I have to think about the team's safety first." Says Elliot
Elliot's composure starts to falter, and his own irritation begins to surface. He stands up abruptly, looking down at Olivia with a stern expression.
"You're the one who walked away, not me! I've been trying to give you space and maintain a professional relationship." Says Elliot
Oh, and now you want control over me and Dean? What a pathetic move, Elliot! You can't handle the fact that I'm moving on and living my life. You're just a controlling, possessive asshole!
Elliot, trying to maintain his stern and authoritative demeanor, finds himself strangely drawn to Olivia's fiery anger. He takes a step closer, backing her up against the wall, his arms on either side of her, trapping her in. He gazes down at her, his expression a mix of frustration and arousal at Olivia's feistiness.
"I'm trying to protect you, Olivia. This isn't just some fucking date anything can go wrong at any fucking minute. If you want to be a bitch, and believe what you want, then so fucking be it." E; Elliot says in a harsh whisper.
Olivia struggles to keep her composure as Elliot's proximity and the heat of his gaze make it difficult to focus. She feels her throat go dry as she repeats her words, but they come out in a hesitant stammer. "I-I can handle myself, E-Elliot... I... I don't need your damn protection. I'm a grown woman, and I can make my own decisions!" Olivia says in a harsh tone.
Elliot's expression becomes more smug and confident as he takes advantage of Olivia's momentary loss of composure. He leans in closer, his voice dripping with authority and possessiveness. "Let me be clear, sweetheart. I'm in control here. I give the orders, and you follow them. What I say goes. Understood?
Olivia's mind is clouded with a mixture of anger, frustration, and a strange sense of arousal. Olivia, her emotions still running high, shoves Elliot out of her way and repeats her words with anger. "Fuck you, Elliot," Olivia says in a harsh whisper. She starts walking towards the door.
Elliot, smirking triumphantly, takes this opportunity to assert his authority and punish Olivia for her insubordination. He grabs Olivia's wrist and pulls her into him. "It's Captain, Detective. And for that little stunt, you're on paperwork duty for tonight."
Olivia looks at him with even more anger and slams the door behind her.
Olivia storms out of the room, her frustration and anger still bubbling just beneath the surface. She heads to the rooftop, seeking some fresh air and solitude. The cool breeze helps to calm her racing thoughts, but the lingering mix of emotions from her encounter with Elliot still weighs heavy on her mind.
Munch, observant as ever, watches Olivia storm out and remarks to the rest of the team. "Looks like someone's not too happy. Wonder what Elliot said to her."
Cassidy shakes his head, giving a resigned sigh."Olivia and her fiery temper, I swear. They must've had another heated argument. Those two just can't seem to see eye to eye." Says Cassidy
Munch grins mischievously, leaning closer to Fin and lowering his voice to a whisper. "You know what I think? I think there's more than just work tension between those two. Something personal, if you catch my drift.
Fin chuckles at Munch's attempt to stay current."I'll have you know that the lingo is ever-changing, old-timer. And as for the bet, yeah, I think there's something there. Those heated arguments always have a hint of attraction."
Elliot emerges from his office, his composure regained, and he acts as though nothing out of the ordinary had happened. He addresses the squad with a confident tone. "Alright, everyone. I've got your partners waiting for this operation. Let's get to it."
"My partner stormed off." Fin smirks
Elliot, clearly not wanting to delve into the specifics, makes a decision and addresses the team. : "Olivia won't be participating in this operation. Don't ask shit now. Let's go."
Olivia is seated at her desk, engrossed in a stack of paperwork. The monotonous task provides a momentary distraction from her swirling thoughts. However, every now and then, her mind drifts back to the argument with Elliot and the lingering emotions it stirred up. Frustrated, she forcefully pushes those thoughts aside, focusing back on the paperwork in front of her.
Fin grins widely as he approaches Olivia's desk, the squad following behind him. There's a lighthearted banter between them, a "Hey, baby girl. Working hard or hardly working?"
Olivia has only been here a few weeks, but she and Fin hit it off immediately in a brother/sister relationship.
Olivia looks up from her paperwork and smiles at Fin's playful banter. She responds with a mix of exhaustion and satisfaction. "A little of both, actually. The case was long and exhausting, but we got the perp in the end. Just wrapping up some paperwork now. How was your fun time." Olivia laughs
Fin gives Olivia a nod, a hint of concern still lingering in his eyes."Yeah, it was a close call. The suspect almost caught Dean and his date off guard. But thankfully, we were there to intervene in time, but I gotta get ready to go home it's Phoebes, and I date night, night Liv." Says Fin
Olivia's gaze catches Elliot's as he passes by, and the knowing look he gives her makes her blood boil. She can sense the smugness oozing off of him, as if he's silently saying "I told you so."
Olivia noticed Elliot's smirk as Elliot walked. She forces herself to break eye contact and focus back on her paperwork. "Ignore him, ignore him. He's just trying to get under your skin." Olivia says to herself.
"Oh night, Fin, tell Phoebe I said hello, and have a good time." Says Olivia.
"Hey Elliot I heard you got the guy." Cassidy says as she walks in, now in the corner speaking to Elliot. At the corner of Elliot's eye, he sees Dean approaching Olivia. He drops the conversation while talking to Casey about the case.
"Hey, Liv, sorry about earlier. I feel like it was my fault for causing that between you and Elliot." Says Dean with a warm smile.
Olivia looks up at Dean, offering a warm smile. "It's alright, Dean. Accidents happen. I just hope you and your date are okay." Says Olivia with a warm smile.
"Come out on a date with me tonight. We had a great time last night, and I'd love to do it again." Dean says, flashing her a charming smile.
Olivia can't help but blush at Dean's forwardness and determination. Despite her better judgment, she finds herself unable to refuse the charismatic detective . "Alright, alright. You've charmed me enough. I'll go on a date with you tonight."
Elliot, overhearing Olivia's agreement to the date, feels a pang of jealousy in his chest. His gaze turns steely as he watches the interaction between Olivia and Dean. He clenches his jaw tightly, trying to suppress his possessive instincts. Olivia's heart flutters as Dean kisses her hand and walks away, her eyes watching him leave with a soft smile on her lips. As she turns her attention back to her desk, she suddenly notices Elliot's intense gaze fixed on her. She looks away, grabs her bag, and walks out.
"I'll even send the reports to you, Elliot. See you tomorrow." Cassidy gives him nice smile and leaves
EmaI...Email...Elliot to himself and had an interesting idea since Olivia blocked his number.
Olivia arrives at her apartment, her mind preoccupied with thoughts of the impending date with Dean. She can't help but feel excited and nervous all at the same time. Pushing those thoughts aside, she decides to freshen up and get ready for the evening ahead.
Elliot, feeling frustrated that Olivia has blocked his number, decides to resort to alternative methods. He sits down at his computer and opens up his email, typing out a snarky comment.
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From: Elliot
"Date with Dean, really? You could do better, you know."
Olivia, puzzled by the unexpected email from her phone, looks down at the device.
Olivia reads the email, her lips curling into a frustrated frown. She can hardly believe that Elliot has resorted to emailing her after she blocked his number.
Olivia: "Seriously, Elliot? Why are you emailing me? You know I blocked your number for a reason."
Elliot: You can't deny it; you secretly miss my charming banter and flirting."
Olivia: "Elliot, I told you to cut the shit out while I'm at work!"
Elliot: "You're right; we're not at work right now. Which means I can flirt with you as much as I want."
Olivia: "Seriously, Elliot? You ignored me all week, and then you decided to start emailing me now, right before my date? What is wrong with you?"
Elliot: "Oh, so basically what you're saying is that you missed me. You secretly enjoy it when I push your buttons."
Olivia: "I call it irritation. You need to learn the difference, you arrogant jerk."
Elliot: "Feisty as always. I do love it when you get all fired up."
Olivia feels her cheeks flush at Elliot's teasing comment. She discreetly crosses her legs, feeling the warmth growing between them. She's both frustrated and turned on by his words. Olivia (to herself) "God damn it, Elliot. How does he always manage to get under my skin in the most annoying way possible yet still make me want him so badly?"
Elliot grins as he glances at the unopened email tab, noticing that Olivia hasn't replied yet. He knows he's struck a nerve, and he's enjoying the effect he has on her. He types out a quick, cocky response.
Elliot: "Did you have to change your panties there, sweetheart? Just a lucky guess on my part."
Olivia reads Elliot's latest email, her cheeks turning an even deeper shade of red. She hates how well he can see through her, but she won't give him the satisfaction of admitting to it.
Olivia: "No, I did not. You're being an ass."
Elliot: "No need to deny it, darling. I know the effect I have on you. And as for your date... I can't help but wonder if he'll be tasting the leftovers.
Olivia: "Shut up, Elliot. I'm going now. I have a date to get ready for."
Elliot (via email): "You can deny it all you want, but you know you can't resist me. No matter how much you try to push me away, you always come back to our little banter. Because deep down, you can't get enough of me. Now go have fun on your date I know you look absolutely ravishing."
Suddenly, a knock at the door interrupts the email exchange. Olivia glances up, surprised at the unexpected interruption. She gets up and walks over to the door, opening it to reveal Dean standing there, a charming smile on his face.: "Hey, Dean. I'm just about ready, so we can go." Olivia flashes him a smile.
"Hey you look absoluty gourgous. Your chariot awaits." Dean says, taking her hand and driving her to a nice Italian restaurant.
Throughout they laugh, share stories, and find themselves drawn to each other's company. Dean is captivated by Olivia's intelligence and charm, while Olivia finds herself enjoying the evening more than she expected. But despite the connection forming between them, Olivia can't help but think about Elliot's email. His words and arrogant confidence linger in her mind, distracting her from fully investing in her date.
Elliot is alone at home, thinking about Olivia and her date. He can't help but feel a pang of jealousy, knowing that she's out with another man. He picks up his phone and types out a text, deciding to tease her and get under her skin once again.
4 new emails from
Elliot: "Hey there, gorgeous. Have a good time on your date!
Elliot: "Tell me, what are you wearing right now? I bet it's something tight and revealing, am I right?"
Elliot: "Have a great date, Olivia, and remember, every time you moan and writhe with pleasure, it's me you're really craving. I own that pussy."
Elliot: "I bet your pussy is dripping wet right now. Thinking about my hard cock sliding into your tight hole."
"Everything okay, Liv?" Dean asks, watching Olivia looking down at her phone.
"Huh? Oh, yeah, everything's fine. I just thought Noah was saying goodnight. Let me call him real quick. Sorry." Olivia says, heading to the bathroom. She unblocks Elliot's number.
O: Stop emailing me Elliot!
E: Well, well...look who gave in and unblocked me. Can't resist me, can you, darling?
O: "Don't get too cocky, Elliot. I only unblocked you so I could tell you to leave me alone. I'm on a date, and I don't need your distractions.
E: Oh really, is it so bad that you're texting me right now?
O: Goodbye El.
E: Mmm, El is using nicknames now. Do you have a nickname for Dean?
Olivia ignores his message and goes back to the dean.
"Is everything okay with Noah, Liv?" Ask Dean
"Yeah, he's great he's with Lucy." Olivia smiles
Olivia stands at her doorstep, her heart still racing from the date and the encounter with Elliot. Dean kisses her softly on the lips, and she feels a sense of warmth and comfort. He pulls away from the kiss and smiles up at him, feeling a twinge of guilt for the thought of Elliot that crossed her mind a moment ago.
"Goodnight, Olivia. See you tomorrow at work." Dean smiles
"Night Dean." Olivia smiles, going inside and dismissing Lucy. Noah's asleep. Olivia goes in the shower. Her mind flows with Elliot's text messages, her arousal increasing. She gets out of the shower and pulls out her pink vibrator. She didn't realize her phone was underneath her, and she ass-dialed Elliot.
Elliot is home, lying in bed, and feeling frustrated and restless. He couldn't stop thinking about Olivia despite knowing she was on a date with Dean. He was just about to doze off when his phone buzzed suddenly. He glances at the screen and is surprised to see that a call is coming in from Olivia.
"So, how was your date with Dean?" Elliot smirks
Elliot is startled as he hears Olivia moaning on the other end of the line. He initially thinks that she's calling him to brag about her date, but his perspective changes when he hears the sounds of pleasure from her. He listens for a few more moments, his ears picking up on her moans and the sounds of her pleasure.
With one hand, she spread her legs wide, exposing her glistening pussy lips, hungry for satisfaction. She teased her clit with the buzzing toy, circling it gently, relishing the electric sensations coursing through her body. Her moans grew louder as she edged closer to climax, her body tense and ready to explode.
Unbeknownst to Olivia, her phone, which was on the bedside table, accidentally dialed Elliot's number. The phone call connected, and Elliot could hear every moan and whimper that escaped Olivia's mouth. He was intrigued, aroused by the sultry sounds of her pleasure.
As Olivia continued to pleasure herself, her fingers now dipping into her wetness, she became aware of her own voice, calling out Elliot's name between moans. "Oh, Elliot... I need you to fuck me... please... I'm so wet for you..." She begged, not realizing that Elliot could hear her every word.
Elliot, unable to control himself, began stroking his throbbing cock, listening to the erotic symphony of Olivia's pleasuring. He imagined his thick dick sliding into her tight, wet pussy, her walls clenching around him as he pounded into her relentlessly.
"Oh God... yes... right there," she moaned, her fingers sliding the vibrator gently along her slick pussy lips. Her eyes were closed, and her head tilted back as she enjoyed the sensation. "Mmm, Elliot... I wish you were here. I want you to fuck me, baby. I'm so wet for you." She didn't realize her little accident had connected her to Elliot, and her words, laced with lust, were unintended for his ears.
Elliot, unable to believe his luck, listened intently as Olivia continued to pleasure herself. He could hear the soft, wet sounds of her toy sliding in and out of her, the occasional moan of "Elliot" escaping her lips as she imagined her fantasy lover taking her. He couldn't help himself and started stroking his thick cock, imagining it was him making Olivia beg for more.
"Fuck, I need you," she whispered, her fingers teasing her clit as the vibrator worked its magic inside her. "I want your cock, Elliot. I'm so empty without it. Please, baby, fill me up..." Her words trailed off into a soft whimper as she neared her climax, her body tensing with anticipation.
Olivia, lost in her pleasure, had no idea the effect her words were having on Elliot. She arched her back, her breasts straining against her robe as she cried out his name. "Elliot! Right there... oh fuck... yes!" Olivia's vibrator was now working overtime, buzzing against her clit as her fingers delved deeper into her soaked hole. Her body tensed, and she cried out as a powerful orgasm washed over her, her juices flowing freely. "Fuck, Elliot! I'm cumming!" She screamed his name as her body shook with pleasure.
Unknown to Olivia, Elliot was stroking his hard shaft, the head glistening with pre-cum as he imagined plunging into her tight, wet hole. He pictured her beautiful brown eyes looking up at him, pleading for him to satisfy her, and it drove him wild. Elliot bit his lip to stifle a groan as he quickened his pace, his balls tightening with the promise of release.
Elliot, unable to hold back any longer, stroked his cock furiously, spilling his hot cum onto his hand and stomach as he imagined coating Olivia's pussy with his release.Elliot quickly ended the call, not wanting her to know he had heard every sexy, explicit detail of her solo performance. His heart was racing, and he was breathless, knowing he had just experienced something incredibly intimate and forbidden. Elliot hung up the phone just before Olivia came down from her orgasm, not wanting her to know he had been a witness to her most intimate moment.
Coming back to her senses, Olivia realized what she had done. Embarrassment flooded her cheeks as she realized she had essentially called Elliot in the midst of her passionate masturbation session. Little did she know, Elliot had heard it all, and the thought of him listening turned her on even more.