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SPOILERS: Ghost & Intoxicated
New Beginnings
By cajun70503
CHAPTER 15
Casey looked around the busy squad room. Olivia was sitting at her desk, talking on the phone. Munch was leaning on the corner of Fin's desk, engaged in a conversation with his partner.
The older detective looked over at Casey and smiled. "Hi, Counselor. What brings you to our neck of the woods?"
The ADA walked across the room to meet them. "Hi … I'm looking for Elliot. Is he here?" She glanced around the room.
"Casey." Olivia called the counselor over to her desk
"Excuse me." Casey made her way to the detective's desk. "Hi, Olivia."
"Casey. What's up?" Olivia asked.
"I'm looking for Elliot."
"You found me." Elliot walked up behind them. "Hi, Casey."
"Hey." Casey said quietly. She pulled a wallet out of her purse. "You left this at my place last night."
Elliot grabbed his wallet and quickly put it in his back pocket. He turned his head and noticed Munch, Fin, and Olivia all staring at him. Elliot cleared his throat. "Thanks."
"Will I see you again tonight?" She smiled and reached up to straighten out his tie
Elliot took a deep breath. "I'll call you." He nodded his head slightly to indicate the group watching them.
"Oh … sorry." Casey grinned then squeezed Elliot's hand. "Later." She turned to the other detectives. "Have a good day."
"Bye, Casey." Olivia watched her walk out the squad.
Elliot sat down at his desk and shuffled through some papers. He glanced over and saw Olivia perched on the side of his desk.
"What's up with you and Casey?" Olivia questioned.
"Don't you have some phone calls to make or something?" Elliot refused to look at his partner.
"No."
"So … Elliot." Munch joined Olivia at Elliot's desk.
He continued to look down at his desk. "I am trying to work."
Munch continued to stare at Elliot. "You and Casey."
"Ya'll leave the man alone. You just jealous that he's getting him some." Fin yelled to Munch and Olivia.
"Actually, I am jealous." Munch looked down at Elliot. "You going to tell us how you hooked-up with our ADA?"
"That's what I would like to know." Olivia leaned on the desk, closer to Elliot. "I thought she was gay … and after me."
Fin walked up to the group. "I hear Casey swings both ways. Olivia, don't worry … she may swing back your way once she dumps your partner's scrawny ass."
"Thanks for the vote of confidence, Fin." Elliot replied sarcastically.
"Anytime." Fin laughed.
"You going to tell us about you and Casey?" Munch asked again.
"No." Elliot replied aggravated. "It's none of your business. Now if you don't mind, I have some work to do."
Fin grabbed his partner's arm. "Leave the man alone and get a life."
Munch frowned at Fin. "You're no fun." He went to his desk, grabbed his coffee cup, then walked to the break room.
Olivia, Fin, and Elliot looked at each other and grinned.
"Tell me again how you convinced Casey to agree to this?" Elliot chuckled.
"I bought her dinner and got her drunk." Olivia laughed.
Fin shook his head and laughed. "So when ya gonna tell Munch he's been had?"
"I don't know. I'm thinking of having Casey come to the squad in a couple of weeks to return a shirt I left at her apartment." Olivia grinned.
The three detectives huddled around Elliot's desk laughing.
Casey sat at her desk going over her notes when she heard a knock at her door. "Come in." She smiled when she saw Olivia peer in. "Hi, Olivia."
"You busy?" Olivia asked.
"I could use the break. Come on in." Casey motioned to the chair in her office.
The detective sat down and leaned back in the chair, getting comfortable. "How's your day going?"
"Just going over some notes." Casey rubbed her eyes and sighed.
"Long day."
"Yeah." Casey smiled. "What can I do for you, Olivia?"
"Elliot and Fin want to buy you a drink after work."
"So they sent you over here to deliver the message?" Casey laughed.
"Sort of." Olivia grinned. "I wanted to thank you for being a good sport today."
"I could hardly keep a straight face when I was talking to Elliot." The ADA laughed lightly, remembering the events earlier that day. "Did you tell Munch we were joking?"
"Not yet … I'll give it a few more days." Olivia grinned.
"You're bad. What do you have in store for him next?"
"Oh … I have a couple of things in mind." Olivia replied with a smile.
"Let me know if I can help." Casey leaned back in her chair.
"I will." Olivia stood up to leave. "Come meet us after work. We'll be at O'Rielly's Pub, down the street from the squad."
"A drink after work sounds good to me. I'll be there."
"Good." The detective opened the door to leave.
"Olivia."
"Yes." She turned back to face the ADA.
"Thank you." Casey replied softly.
"I'll see you later." Olivia smiled and closed the door.
Casey met the detectives at the bar after work. They still hadn't filled Munch in on the joke, so Elliot and Casey decided to play it up. They sat close to each other and made lots of eye contact. Munch kept eyeing the two of them. Olivia had to admit, Casey could be a lot of fun. Whenever the older detective would get up from the table, Fin would shake his head at the group, telling them payback was a bitch, and Munch was going to get them all back for this. The detective couldn't remember when she had laughed so much.
Olivia returned home later that night. She changed into a t-shirt and boxer shorts and sat in bed with her laptop. She logged into Alex's e-mail account, as she did every night before going to sleep. She smiled when she saw a message from Alex.
Liv,
You won't believe this, I have a dog. Antonio has been asking for a dog. He and Jim finally wore me down. We went down to the shelter yesterday and I let Antonio pick one out. I'm not exactly sure of the breed, but I'm told he is part Jack Russell Terrier. Antonio named him Rex. He's very cut and smart. He already knows how to fetch. I've never had a pet in the house before, but Jim told me he would help Antonio house train Rex.
Work is going well. It's a far cry from SVU and prosecuting, but I like it. I get to help people who could not normally afford an attorney.
How was your day? Did you get to play your joke on Munch? I still can't believe Elliot and Casey agreed to go along with your plan. I wish I could have been there to see Munch's expression. I miss everyone so much. Give my best to Elliot.
I'll write again tomorrow.
Love,
Alex
Olivia sat looking at the computer screen. Jim. Alex started mentioning him more and more in her e-mails. At first she referred to him as Agent Roberts. Now she referred to him as Jim. She knew she shouldn't be jealous, but she couldn't help herself. Alex was settled in a new town and a new life. She adopted Antonio and now she even had a dog. Olivia was not a part of any of it … Jim was. The detective would give anything to be with Alex right now. Someone else was living her life with Alex. Not just someone … Jim. Olivia knew there was nothing going on between Alex and the agent, but it was beginning to bother her that he was spending so much time with Alex. Olivia rubbed her neck and sighed. She hit the reply button and stared at the empty screen for a few minutes.
"Damn." She sighed.
She turned off her laptop and went to sleep.
CHAPTER 16
Olivia stared at the ceiling, unable to fall back to sleep. She glanced at her clock again and sighed. The detective did not have to be up for another hour, but trying to fall asleep would be a waste of time. She could not stop thinking about Alex. Olivia climbed out of bed, fixed a cup of coffee, and sat on the sofa. She knew Alex would never do anything to hurt her. Maybe she was just being insecure, but the detective could not dismiss her gut feeling. She turned on her laptop and sipped her coffee, deciding what to write.
Alex,
When you left, did you ever imagine yourself with a son … and a dog. Just goes to show, you never know where life will take you.
I want to ask you something, but I'm not sure how to say this without coming off as a jealous lover. You've mentioned Jim in several of your e-mails lately. It seems the two of you are getting closer. I want you to know you can talk to me about anything. I want you to be happy.
Remember, I am always here for you … no matter what.
Love,
Liv
Olivia sat at her desk and stared at the folder in front of her. She could not concentrate. It had been three days since she e-mailed Alex and she had not received a reply yet. Olivia leaned forward and rested her forehead in her hands for a minute. She jumped when she heard her phone ring.
"Benson." Olivia smiled when she heard the caller's voice. "It's been a long time … you're in town, when …." Olivia listened then pulled out a note pad. "Okay … where do you want to meet? I'll be there. I can't wait to see you."
Olivia entered the hotel bar and looked around the room for a familiar face. She felt someone walk up behind her.
"You're looking good, Detective."
Olivia laughed. "I'd recognize that voice anywhere." She turned around and the woman engulfed her in a hug. Olivia returned the hug and kissed the dark-haired beauty on the cheek. "Nice to see you, Abbie."
Abbie Carmichael was a former ADA for the city of New York. She worked briefly with SVU before Alex joined the unit. Even though Abbie had been gone several years, she and Olivia stayed in contact with each other. She stepped back and ran her fingers through the detective's hair. "You're letting your hair grow out. Looks good."
"Thanks. I needed a change. How long are you in town for?" Olivia asked.
"A couple of days. Then it's back to Washington." Abbie nodded her head towards a table in the corner. "Let's go over there."
Olivia sat down and shifted her chair closer to Abbie. "It's good to see you Abbie. I've missed you."
"I've missed you too, Liv." Abbie signaled for the waiter. "You look great."
Olivia smiled at the compliment. "Thanks … so do you." Olivia looked up and smiled at the waiter.
"Can I get you ladies something to drink?" He asked.
"Bud Light, please." Abbie replied.
"Same for me." Olivia turned back to her friend. "How's the job?"
"You know how it is … I like the job … I hate the crap that goes along with it. How's everyone at Special Victims?"
"The same … except for Elliot. I told you about he and Kathy. He's having a hard time with the separation."
"I was sorry to hear they separated. I always thought they had one of those marriages that would last." Abbie eyed her friend. She had spoken to Olivia right after Alex left and she knew the detective was having a difficult time. "What about you? How are you doing?"
Olivia shrugged her shoulders. "Keeping busy."
"Here you go ladies." The waiter placed two bottles on the table.
Abbie smiled at the waiter and paid for the drinks. "Keep the change."
"Thanks."
Abbie waited for the waiter to leave then turned her attention back to Olivia. "Have you been dating?"
Olivia sipped her beer. "Alex has only been gone 4 months."
"It's been almost 5 months." Abbie corrected her. "How long are you going to wait before you get on with your life?"
Olivia frowned, not answering the question.
"How long did you wait after I left town?" Abbie asked.
"It was different with you, Abbie." Olivia replied.
"I know … you weren't in love with me."
"You weren't in love with me either." Olivia said defensively.
Abbie laughed and took a sip of her beer. "Well I sure am glad we got that out of the way, before someone's feelings got hurt." She smiled at Olivia. "We had a good time though."
Olivia grinned. "We had a great time."
Abbie leaned forward, moving closer to the detective. "Tell me again why we didn't end up together?"
"Because we would have eventually killed each other." Olivia chuckled.
"Oh yeah … that was it." Abbie leaned back and sipped her beer. "You would think with us being good friends, we would have been able to make a relationship work."
"We're too much alike. We are much better off as friends."
"Or fuck buddies." Abbie added.
"I hate that term." Olivia frowned.
Abbie grinned. "I know you do."
"You see … that's why it wouldn't have worked between us." Olivia shook her head and laughed. Abbie always pushed her to the limit. "Thanks, Abbie. I can always count on you to make me laugh."
"Good. You've been much too serious lately." Abbie took another sip of her beer and looked at her friend. "Have you gotten any word on Alex since she left?"
Olivia shifted in her chair, not looking at her friend.
Abbie noticed Olivia's hesitation. "Liv, you know you can trust me."
"I know." The detective replied softly. "Let's just say that I love my computer."
"Got it." Abbie nodded in understanding. "She doing okay?"
"Seems to be. She adopted the young boy who was at the trial with her. His parents had been murdered."
"I remember. She must have her hands full." Abbie replied.
"They have an agent assigned to them. He's been helping her with Antonio." Olivia explained as she took another sip of her beer, and then looked down at the bottle in her hands. "I'm not sure how much longer he will be there."
"What's wrong?" Abbie noticed the change in the detective's demeanor.
"What do you mean?"
"Olivia, this is me you're talking too. I can read you like a book."
"No you can't … you only think you can." Olivia grinned.
"Uh huh." Abbie rolled her eyes at the detective. "I'm the one who told you to get off your ass and ask Alex out."
"I wish I had listened to you." Olivia said flatly.
"So what's the story on the agent." Abbie pressed her friend.
"Nothing. Its just … Alex has started mentioning him more in her e-mails."
Abbie nodded, she knew what Olivia was getting at. "Do you think they're involved with each other?"
"I don't know." Olivia shook her head. "I think she would have told me if she was."
"I would hope so." Abbie responded curtly, angry that Alex might be involved with someone without telling Olivia.
"He's living there … they see each other every day. He helps with Antonio. They even have a damn dog."
"All they need now is the white picket fence." Abbie could not keep the sarcastic tone out of her voice. Olivia averted her gaze, but Abbie could she the pain in the detective's eyes. "I'm sorry, Liv."
"I should be the one living with Alex … protecting her and helping her with Antonio." Olivia rubbed her forehead and sighed. "It's not fair."
"No it's not." Abbie said softly.
"Before she left, we both agreed it would be best if we moved on, but I don't know if I can. I feel like I'm in limbo." Olivia wiped the unshed tears from her eyes.
Abbie leaned over and held Olivia's hand. "You can't live this way, Liv."
"I don't know what to do." Olivia took a deep breath, trying to keep her emotions from overwhelming her.
"Let her go … give her your blessing."
"I don't know if I can." Olivia replied honestly.
"I know you love her," Abbie looked at her friend, "but do you love her enough to set her free to love someone else?"
Olivia shook her head and started to cry.
Abbie squeezed her hand. "Let's get out of here," she said quietly
"Where are we going?" Olivia questioned.
Abbie stood up and tugged Olivia's hand. "Up to my room."
Olivia wiped her eyes. "I …we haven't eaten yet."
"We'll order room service."
"Make yourself comfortable, Liv. I'm going to change into something comfortable." Abbie grabbed a pair of jeans and a white t-shirt and went into the bathroom. When she finished dressing, she saw Olivia standing by the window, looking out over the city. Abbie walked up behind the detective and wrapped her arms around her. Olivia leaned back and covered Abbie's hands with her own. Abbie pulled Olivia closer and placed a small kiss on the back of her neck. "What are you thinking?"
Olivia took a deep breath. "I was thinking how glad I am that you're here … how much I miss being held … how good it feels to be in your arms."
"I'm glad I'm here too." She kissed the back of the detective's neck again. "Have you been with anyone since Alex." Abbie whispered softly.
"No."
Abbie pulled the front of Olivia's shirt out of her pants. "Olivia, I want to make love to you, but if you don't want to I understand. I'll just hold you. Regardless … I want you to stay here with me tonight."
The detective turned around and wrapped her arms around Abbie's waist. "Tell me again why we didn't end up together?" Olivia smiled.
Abbie put her arms around the detective's neck and kissed her softly. "Because we would have killed each other … eventually." She smiled and ran her hand through Olivia's hair.
"But the sex was always good." Olivia whispered.
Abbie held Olivia's gaze. "The sex was always great."
"Do you think we'll regret this in the morning?" Olivia asked seriously.
"God, I hope not." Abbie laughed. "But I'm willing to risk it if you are." She smiled at the detective.
Olivia grinned then leaned down for another kiss. Abbie pulled her closer, deepening the kiss. They made their way to the bed, hands on each other, pulling at each other's clothing. Abbie lay on top of Olivia's naked body. She parted Olivia's legs with knee and pressed her thigh against the detective's wet center. Olivia responded by pushing her hips up, grinding against Abbie's leg. Abbie adjusted her own hips so she could rub her slick center against Olivia's thigh. Abbie moved her hand lower and reached Olivia's damp curls. She felt the wetness between Olivia's legs and slid two fingers inside the detective. Olivia was breathing heavy; Abbie moved her fingers in and out of Olivia's slick folds. "Oh God … don't stop, Alex." Olivia thrust her hips harder against Abbie's hand. The detective finally let out a deep moan as she climaxed.
Abbie kissed Olivia, pulling her into a hug. "You okay?"
"Hmm …" Olivia laid her head on Abbie's chest.
Abbie kissed the detective's forehead. "I guess I left you speechless."
"I think you did." Olivia laughed softly.
"You know you called me Alex." Abbie ran her fingers gently across Olivia's back.
The detective raised her head so she could see Abbie. "I'm sorry, I …"
"Hey … don't worry about it." She ran her hand through Olivia's bangs.
Olivia kissed her lightly on the lips and hugged her. "Maybe we should do this again until I get it right. You up for it?"
"Hey … that's what friends are for." Abbie grinned.
Olivia smiled. "It may take a few times."
Abbie rolled over and pulled Olivia on top of her. "We have all night."
CHAPTER 17
Olivia was on her fourth cup of coffee, trying to stay awake. Elliot and Casey were standing by her desk talking, but she was not paying attention to their conversation. The detective stayed up most of the night getting reacquainted with Abbie. She woke up late and had just enough time to run by her apartment, shower, change clothes and make it to work. Olivia looked at her watch again, wondering if anyone would notice if she put her head down on her desk and napped.
"Excuse me." A young man holding a colorful bouquet of flowers approached Elliot. "I have a delivery for Olivia Benson."
"Liv …" Elliot glanced over at his partner, "delivery for you."
"What?" Olivia shook her head and looked up at the deliveryman. "Flowers … for me?" She asked surprised.
"Yes mam."
"Thanks." Olivia stood up, took the flowers from his hands, and placed them on her desk.
"You're welcome. Enjoy the flowers."
Olivia admired the beautiful arrangement. She pulled out the card and smiled.
Thanks for a wonderful evening.
I'm looking forward to a repeat performance tonight.
Abbie
"What's the occasion?" Elliot asked curiously. He knew it was not Olivia's birthday.
She grinned and put the card in her pocket. "Nothing … I did a favor for a friend."
"That must have been some favor." Casey added, eyeing the flowers.
"Excuse me for a minute, I need to make a phone call." Olivia walked to the bathroom and pulled out her cell phone.
Abbie felt her phone vibrate, looked at the display, and answered the call. "Hi, Liv."
"Thanks for the flowers. They're beautiful." Olivia smiled.
"You're welcome. I wanted to do something nice for you." Abbie tried to stifle a yawn. "Are you as tired as I am."
Olivia laughed. "Yes. You kept me up too late."
"You're just out of practice, but if you're too tired, maybe I shouldn't come over tonight." She joked.
"I'll take a nap before you get here."
"Good. What time do you want me to be there?" Abbie asked.
"I'll be home by 6:00. Why don't you check out of your hotel and stay with me tonight. I'll cook you breakfast in the morning." Abbie was only in town one more night. Olivia wanted to spend as much time with her as possible; she had not felt this content since Alex left.
"I like my eggs scrambled, my bacon crispy, and my coffee strong."
"Got it. I'll see you tonight, Abbie."
Olivia walked out of the bathroom and saw Elliot sitting at his desk.
"Where's Casey?" Olivia asked.
"She left." Elliot answered. "You gonna tell me who sent you the flowers?"
"Abbie's in town." Olivia replied, hoping she would not have to go into too much detail about their previous evening together.
"Casey was right … must have been some favor." Elliot grinned at his partner.
"I had to think of something. I couldn't necessarily tell Casey that Abbie sent them because we had great sex."
Elliot laughed. "No, but I would have loved to have seen her expression if you had. I think she was a little jealous that someone sent you flowers."
"Let's not go there." Olivia had a feeling Casey liked her, but she didn't want to talk about it.
Elliot held up his hands. "Okay. How long is Abbie in town for?"
"She leaves tomorrow afternoon."
"You seeing her again tonight?" He asked.
"I'm cooking her supper at my place," Olivia smiled, "and breakfast."
Elliot shook his head and grinned at his partner.
"You ever think of moving back to New York?" Olivia ran her fingers lightly over Abbie's stomach.
Abbie turned on her side, adjusting her pillow to get comfortable. She leaned over and kissed the detective softly on her lips. "I probably will one day. What about you … you ever think of moving from here?"
"New York's my home. When Alex first left I thought about leaving here and going with her." Olivia held Abbie's hand and grinned. "A couple of hours ago I thought about moving to Washington to be near you. I love the way you use your fingers."
Abbie laughed. "So you only want me because I'm good in bed … thank God. For a minute I thought you were getting serious on me." She pulled Olivia's hand to her lips and kissed her palm.
"Would that be a bad?" Olivia ran her fingers through Abbie's hair, brushing a few loose strands away from her face.
"We've tried that before and it didn't work … remember? Olivia … you know I love you, but don't confuse loneliness with being in love."
"Well … don't hold back, Abbie. Tell me what you really think." Olivia playfully slapped her friend's arm. "You sure know how to hurt a girl."
"Sorry, Liv." She laughed. "You know what I mean."
"Uh huh." The detective looked up at the ceiling, arms behind her head.
Abbie straddled Olivia's hips, leaned down, and kissed her. "I'll make it up to you."
"You better." Olivia reached up and stroked Abbie's cheek. "You need to come to town more often. I haven't felt this good since … not since Alex left."
"I'll take that as a compliment." Abbie winked at Olivia and smiled. "When's the last time you heard from her?"
"A few days. I sent an e-mail asking about Jim, but I haven't checked the account … you must be keeping me busy." Olivia grinned.
Abbie held Olivia's gaze. "Do you want to check it now?"
Olivia shook her head no. "I'm here with you tonight."
"I know." Abbie moved off Olivia and sat on the bed. "But since you asked Alex about Jim, maybe you should check it while I'm here … just in case."
The detective sat up in bed and faced her. "Abbie, you leave tomorrow. I want to enjoy the rest of my time with you. If it's bad news … I'll be in a funk. If it's good news … I'll feel guilty."
"Either way … I'm here for you." Abbie climbed out of bed and grabbed her shirt off the floor. "I'm hungry again. Do we have any roast left?"
"How can you eat so much and still look like that." Olivia chuckled.
"Fast metabolism." Abbie rubbed Olivia's shoulder. "Can I get you something?"
"Some water, please."
Abbie kissed Olivia's forehead and walked to the kitchen. "I'll be right back."
Olivia retrieved her laptop from underneath her bed. She turned on her computer, waited for the login screen, and then entered her password. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw one unread message from Alex.
Liv,
I miss you so much. I look forward to your e-mails, to have this connection with you. I don't know how I would have made it these past few months if it weren't for your constant support and love.
In a perfect world, you and I would be with each other right now and we would grow old together, but we both know our situation is far from perfect. I know we agreed to move on, but I am torn. Jim and I have gotten closer. We have not been intimate, but we are affectionate. I wanted to tell you, but I did not want to hurt you. I told Jim about you … he knows how much I love you.
The Bureau feels Antonio and I are settled and safe. They want to reassign Jim to another area. He asked me if I thought I could ever be in love with him. I didn't know what to say. He says he loves Antonio and I and he wants to be permanently assigned to this area. He is still living with us, but he will have to decide where to work and live. I asked Jim to stay with us … for now. We are going to see what happens.
It's ironic … Jim, Antonio, and I have been acting like a family because it was our cover. Somewhere along the way we actually became a family. I did not expect this, Olivia. I'm sorry.
I hate being separated from you. I feel guilty for even writing about Jim. I wish we could talk about this.
Please write back soon.
I love you,
Alex
Abbie walked back in the room. She knew by the look on Olivia's face the detective had received upsetting news. Abbie sat down silently on the bed beside her friend. She put her arm around Olivia and kissed her bare shoulder. Olivia swallowed hard and continued to stare at the screen.
"Liv, let me have that." Abbie pulled the computer from Olivia's lap, turned it off, and placed it on the floor. "Come here." She lied down and patted the bed.
Olivia put her head on the pillow next to Abbie. "I told Alex to move on … but I hoped she wouldn't."
"I'm sorry."
Olivia reached over and stroked Abbie's stomach. "Oh well … at least I have my answer." The detective tried to keep her emotions from overwhelming her. "I guess it's time for me to move on."
Abbie kissed Olivia's forehead and gently rubbed her back for several minutes.
"Thanks for being here, Abbie."
Abbie could hear the pain in Olivia's voice. "Is there anything I can do for you?" She asked softly.
Olivia looked at her friend then leaned over and kissed her; softly at first, then she deepened the kiss. She grabbed Abbie's hand and placed it between her legs. "I want you to fuck me."
Abbie held Olivia's gaze then pushed her back against the mattress. She quickly plunged two of her fingers inside the detective's wet center, pushing hard. "Is that what you want me to do," she whispered in Olivia's ear. "You want me to fuck you hard."
"Yes." Olivia's breath hitched.
She knew what Olivia needed. "Do you have something I can use?"
Olivia turned her head and nodded toward the dresser. "Bottom left hand drawer … look in the black bag."
Abbie climbed off the bed and opened the drawer. She turned and grinned at Olivia. "You're going to be sore in the morning." She grabbed the bag and returned to the bed.
"Good." Olivia looked at her seriously.
Abbie pulled out a clear bottle of lubricant and flipped the lid. "Lie back and spread your legs."
Olivia did as she was told. Abbie adjusted the detective's legs, bending her knees and pushing her thighs farther apart. The detective could feel the slick liquid as Abbie squeezed it between her legs.
Abbie placed a hard object against Olivia's wet center and pushed it in slightly, coating it with Olivia's wetness. She slowly moved the object down and reached Olivia's other opening.
"Is this what you want?"
Olivia's breathing became ragged. "Yes … both."
Abbie coated the plug and pushed it in slightly. "Does it hurt?"
"A little." Olivia adjusted her hips and grabbed Abbie's hand, pushing the plug further in. She gasped when her opening closed around the tip.
"Olivia … look at me." Abbie could feel a pool of wetness run down her own leg. She did not normally like rough sex, but Olivia was making herself completely vulnerable to her. "Liv, if you need me to stop … let me know." Olivia nodded in understanding. Abbie twisted the black top of the plug and could feel it vibrating. The detective wrapped her arms around Abbie's neck and pulled her closer.
Abbie bent down and sucked on Olivia's nipple until it was hard. She moved her hand to the other nipple and pinched it lightly. Olivia closed her eyes and moaned, breathing heavy. Abbie kissed her ear and whispered. "Are you ready for me to fuck you?" Olivia tightened her arms around Abbie's neck and kissed her roughly. Abbie reached for something in the bag and moved her hand lower. She pressed the object against the detective's wet center, pushing it gently inside her. Olivia pulled Abbie closer, thrusting her hips forward. Abbie increased the speed of the plug and began pushing the coated dildo in and out of Olivia, each time pushing it a little harder and deeper.
"Abbie … don't stop … harder." Olivia panted and thrust her hips faster. Abbie could tell the detective was close. She leaned up and nipped Olivia's nipple. Olivia let out a loud yell. "Don't stop."
Abbie turned Olivia onto her stomach and positioned her hips in the air. She continued plunging the dildo into Olivia's wet center and used her thigh to apply pressure to the vibrator. Olivia's body tensed as the wave of orgasms hit her and she collapsed on the bed. Abbie slowly removed the items and gathered Olivia in her arms.
She could see tears forming in the detective's eyes. "You okay?" Abbie asked softly.
Olivia shook her head and covered her face with her hands.
"It's okay, Liv. Let it out." Olivia started to cry. Abbie kissed her lightly and rubbed her back. She held her close until they both fell asleep.
Olivia woke up to an empty bed. "Abbie …" she looked around the dark room.
"I'm here." Abbie walked out of the bathroom and over to the bed. She slid in next to Olivia. "I didn't mean to wake you."
"I thought you had left," she whispered.
Abbie kissed Olivia's forehead and pulled her closer. "I'm not going anywhere."
To Be Continued