Disclaimer: I do not own Law and Order SVU.

A/N: Sorry for the delay in updating this one. I am having some writer's block with this one. I feel like my smut is lacking these days so I hope you enjoy this chapter.

Elliot & Olivia

Chapter 21

The sound of the bed frame rhythmically hitting against the wall echoed through the room punctuated by the sound of flesh against flesh and panting. Olivia's fingers curled around the edge of the king sized mattress struggling to find purchase, something to hold onto. Sweat gathered at the base of her spine, mixing with his as he moved above her.

For him, sex had never been this hot, passionate, or aggressive. It was simply, elemental. Primal. He wanted to be gentle, but the minute he got back inside her tight wetness, he was a lost fool.

He was so close to her that Olivia could feel the warm of his breath against her neck, the weight of his body on her back as pummeled into her from behind, his hips thrusting against her ass as his thighs caged her own legs together between his. It was an erotic position, not just him on top of her, but that he was lying on her back coupled with the fact that her legs were trapped between his own allowing her no control. He controlled every movement, each thrust's depth and angle. She had never given away so much control. Never

"Fuck," Elliot growled, his breath coming in short bursts against the skin of her neck. "You are so tight this way."

Olivia moaned unable to believe that she was so close to orgasm or just how wet that Elliot's explicit comments got her.

Elliot ran his right arm down the length of hers. His fingers sliding over the delicate skin until he reached her fingers clutched around the edge of the mattress. He took her hand in his as he leaned more weight up and onto his left arm. He thrust against her ass in rapid successive movements. Deep, Hard.

Olivia whimpered her voice was low and husky. "El…I am going to come."

"I know," Elliot licked then nipped the soft, sweet skin at her shoulder. He could feel her pussy narrowing tighter and tighter on his cock. "Come. Come all over my cock."

Olivia felt her whole body tremble at his words. She keened before sobbing out loud as she rode out her orgasm.

"Yes," Elliot hissed as he felt her inner walls massage cock in fluttering waves. "That feels so good on my cock…soooo good, Liv. Don't. Stop."

Olivia felt her body start to go lax as the pulsations slowed.

He wasn't having that. Elliot let go of her right hand, wedging his own hand underneath her. Searching for her clitoris, he moved his right leg up before using it to push her legs apart.

Olivia lifted her head at the change in position.

"Bend and open for me," Elliot gasped against her ear. "Open up for me baby."

Olivia brought her left leg up. She moaned when she felt Elliot fingers find her clitoris. "El…I can't not again…too much."

"Yes," Elliot sucked at her neck. "Come for me, Liv."

Olivia gasped. Elliot was rubbing her already sensitive clit steadily. Her body shook, as she was unable to resist the intense stimulation. "El!"

"Liv…Liv…Liv…" Elliot chanted.

A second orgasm this one straight from her clit, rolled over her as she white knuckled the mattress with her left hand.

Elliot thrust deep and held. His mind a complete black as a searing wave of pleasure coursed down the length of his engorged cock releasing into her.

Olivia felt him go deep, felt the falter of his rhythm. She could feel the pulsing of his cock inside her. She heard his ragged breaths mixed with her name before he collapsed onto her.

"Fuck." Elliot muttered into her hair.

Olivia let out a low throaty laugh.

"You okay?" Elliot whispered.

"Oh my god, that was so good," Olivia moaned as she laid her cheek against the mattress.

Elliot grinned against her shoulder.

Olivia smiled. "Do you think this is just 12 plus years of sexual frustration?"

Elliot chuckled as he reached forward with both his arms to link their fingers on each side. "Mmm…I think this pure and simple chemistry Ms. Benson. And of course my amazing talent in the bedroom."

Olivia raised an eyebrow even though she knew Elliot could not see her expression. "Hmmm…I guess you will do."

Elliot caught the skin of her shoulder with his teeth.


"I think you better rethink your last statement."

"I love you," Olivia whispered, softly.

Elliot's fingers tightened around hers. "I love you."

"Do you think the others wandered where we disappeared to?"

"Probably, but I don't care and I hope they don't plan on us surfacing any time soon."

Olivia looked over at the window. The sun had definitely dimmed since this morning. She sighed, happily. "I could stay like this forever."

Elliot kissed her shoulder where he had given her the earlier love bite. "I could do, but I have to be a little heavy for you."

Olivia shook her head. "No. You are perfect. The best warm blanket."

"Oh no, we can't have that," Elliot shifted, pulling out of her. "No sleeping, Benson."

Olivia groaned. "Not even a little catnap, El?"

"Nope," Elliot whispered before capturing her mouth in warm kiss.

Olivia leaned into the kiss. She felt Elliot pull her onto him as he now lay on the bed on his back.

Olivia grinned against his mouth.

"What?" Elliot whispered as he captured her lower lip between his teeth and tugged.

Olivia's eyes fluttered shut. "Fuck, El."

"Glad you got the picture now, Benson."

Olivia leaned up, pulling her mouth back. "I got the picture."

Elliot saw the wicked look on her face and knew that he was in trouble.

Olivia sat up, shifting backward over his cock to situate herself on the back of his thighs.

"I think you miss judged, honey," Elliot grabbed her hips.

"No," Olivia shook her head, playfully. She put her hands over his and lowered them back to her side. "This time I am in charge."

Elliot smirked. "Really?" He folded his hands behind his head

Olivia lowered her upper body down to his. Her lips hovering just above his, her hair spilling like a dark curtain over their faces. "Yes, really. You do want me to fuck you, don't you baby?"

Elliot's lip parted and his nostrils flared. He really was in trouble, the best kind.