(18+ only) Ollie and Leora's Whirlwinded Romance

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(Leora's POV)

At the end of therapy sessions, we would usually walk together until a certain point. If we were off duty, we would meet each other back home. If we had to work, we'd report back to the Union until the end of the day. Today, we were off duty. I was trying to be as upbeat as I could to cheer Ollie up and just talking about whatever came to mind. I mentioned about the latest comic story I was reading recently just to distract him. He had talked about so much and I assumed he was drained, upset, and mentally exhausted. Talking about lighthearted things seems to be the safest bet.
"Alright Ollie. I'll see you when we get home."
I turned around to leave, the sooner I rushed home, the sooner I'd see him. Ollie reach out and grabbed my wrist.
"Wait," he said. Then he said nothing.
I took his hand.
"Do you want spend more time together? I'm not sure where we can go where we won't—"
"I...for today...I don't care," he said, "Come with me back in the vehicle. I'll speak to my security and they'll try to shield you from view."
"Are you sure, Ollie? If anyone sees us out in public—"
"I know, I know," he said, "We've talked about this before but...today...I don't want to be left alone."
I nodded.
"I'll go along with whatever you want to do. I love spending time with you as much as possible."
"I'll be right back, let me talk to my security."

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Ollie's security shielded both of us as we walked towards the vehicle. I saw a few familiar faces, which offered reassurance. When we got inside, I felt as if we had gone into a small hotel room, minus the bed.
Ollie sat on the soft, green seats and patted the spot next to him so that I would join him. When I sat next to him, he gave me a soft kiss.
I gazed deeply into his eyes, then shifted my attention to his inviting green lips, sealing our connection with another kiss. As I gently withdrew, I met his gaze once more.
"Are you okay, Ollie?" I asked him.
I quickly held his hand, squeezing it. I didn't want
"I'll be fine," he reassured me, "I'm just thankful you haven't run away from me for being such an emotional wreck."
"There's nothing stronger than showing your emotions," I insisted, "I would rather you let it all out than keep it inside of you."
"What Dr. Sarge talked about with us, after all of that, it really helped me."
"I'm so glad," I smiled, squeezing his hand.
"If it wasn't for you, I would have never started therapy," I admitted, "But because of you, I know I am taking a step in the right direction."
He kissed me again.
"I wanted to talk to you alone after our session," he said, "I didn't want to wait until you got home."
"Of course," I nodded, "What's on your mind?"
"I wanted to apologize if I was too open about what had happened between me and my ex. I hope I didn't offend you in anyway."
I took a moment to collect my thoughts.
"It wasn't hard for me like I thought it was going to be. What made it difficult was hearing about how much she hurt you. It enraged me, Ollie."
"I'm more angry at myself. I know it's not my fault and I know what we just talked about. But it's going to take time to forgive myself."
I rubbed his leg, wanting to crawl into his lap and envelope him into my arms. But I knew it wouldn't be appropriate.
"I can see that you're holding back. Why?"
I was surprised at what Ollie said.
"I can read your body language and your facial expressions," he explained, "Just act natural. Nothing has changed between us."
"I want to just hold you in my arms—"
"Then do that. What are you waiting for?"
He opened his arms up and I moved into his lap. He pulled me in for a kiss, and it quickly became deeper. I could feel his heart pounding against my own beating heart.
"I love you," he breathed as he didn't dare to let me go.
"I love you too, Ollie," I quickly resumed our kiss and felt him getting aroused underneath me.
"S-should we be doing this here?" I asked.
He gently leaned close into my ear.
"No one will dare to disturb us," he spoke softly, "Besides, I asked if a longer drive home could be arranged. We're going to be on a drive together for at least an hour."
Ollie started sucking and kissing over my neck and I felt shivers and tingling all over my body. He had never done this before and I was getting really turned on.
"I have a condom in my pocket," he whispered.
"W-why do you have that?" I asked, startled.
"Just in case it's ever needed. Like on a mission—"
"A mission?! You've thought about things like that on a mission?!"
He laughed softly.
"I think about having sex with you all of the time," he softly admitted.
I stood up, letting him take the condom out of his pocket and pulling off his pants. We couldn't get completely undressed in here, so we had to settle for undressing our pants.
I approached him and tried to sit on his cock while facing him. There was a bump in the road which helped us quickly join our bodies together. I covered my mouth as I cried out.
Ollie gently shushed me before kissing me again.
We gradually got into a rhythm that pleased both of us. We both struggled to keep quiet as we started panting and holding back our moans.
At some point, Ollie hit me just in the right place and I cried out as I started to come. Ollie was emitting his own sounds of arousal as he rode my orgasm. I couldn't think straight anymore as we continued to feverishly have sex in the car. Ollie starting panting, hard, and he started to slow down. I opened my eyes and watched him come underneath me. That pink flush that always brushed across his face always pleased me. Ollie caught me in his gaze and it made my heart skip a beat.
"You always like to watch me finish," he gently laughed, "You must really like seeing me that way."
I turned beet red, embarrassed he knew my dirty secret.