A parallel universe

Chapter Twenty Six

Liv was released from the hospital the next day but McGrath had ordered her to take a few days off. El had waited on her hand and foot, caring for her anyway that he could but he didn't want to touch her until the bruises along her ribs had mostly healed and that was driving the both crazy.
Liv stood at the counter at his apartment, cleaning up after their breakfast and when El turned away from the sink, he watched her bend over the counter to reach for the other dishes. Any good boyfriend would've collected the dishes for her but El couldn't tear his eyes away from her, or stop his mind from wandering to very dirty places. So instead of helping her, like any good boyfriend would, he moved behind her and took her hips in his hands, bringing her ass back against his crotch.
"Elliot" She said in a singsong voice.
"You have a great ass"
"That's not your ass that I'm feeling" She moved her hips slightly, proving what she already knew was true. He squeezed her hips more firmly stopping her from moving.
"I knew that you're obsessed with my breasts but my ass too?" She teased.
"Don't tease me right now Olivia" His tone made her shiver.
"You just gonna think about it or do it?" She teased again. He brushed her hair from her shoulder intending to place his lips there when he phone rang out, echoing through the room.
"God dammit" He cursed loudly, moving away from her and righting his crotch as Liv moved to grab her phone.
"Hey Fin. Yeah. I can get there in twenty. See you then" She hung up the phone with a loud sigh "Rain check?" El's grunt was his only response "I would offer to help you out but I have to get in" He nodded, still refusing to meet her eyes with his painful erection pressing against his zipper. Liv moved behind him, pressing her front against his back "You want a picture to help you along?"
"Christ Olivia" He bit "Go to work so that I can calm down" He ordered gently.
"Be good and we'll revisit this fantasy later" She murmured against the shell of his ear before she placed a kiss to his bicep. She moved away from him and collected her coat, bag and phone before she left the apartment, leaving El standing at the counter in pain from the waist down.
When Liv got to work and sat down at her desk before the hectic day could start she typed out a quick text to El: My bruises healed three days ago. If you don't bend me over that counter when I get home I will find someone willing to fuck me, and we both know that, that won't be hard. Unlike you were this morning ;-) Be good. No touching.

When Liv got home Elliot met her at the door and took her coat and bag for her. They moved to the counter, each taking a stool to eat the dinner that El had laid out for them. While they ate Liv's hand kept drifting to Elliot's thigh but he kept pushing it away which only riled her up more. As they finished their dinner Liv's hand went back to his thigh, quickly moving higher before he pulled her hand away and stood.
"Let's clean up" He murmured, taking his plate to the sink, turning his back to her.
Liv moved around the counter, turning her back on him before she bent over the counter. El turned, moving behind her taking her hips in his hands, he pressed his crotch against her ass.
"Took you long enough" She smirked over her shoulder at him.
"I've been hard all day thinking about this. I needed to get you worked up first"
"I've been worked up since I left the hospital"
"I've been worked up since you went off to meet him alone"
"So what are you going to do about it?" She smirked as she pushed her hips back against his, earning a firm squeeze of her hips in response.
"I'm not going to be gentle" He warned.
"Noah's staying at a friend's tomorrow night. He's enjoying the time with his brother so he'll forget to call" She reminded him.
"So what you're really saying is that you can skip work tomorrow if I get a little too rough?" His hands flexed against her hips, squeezing them harder.
"You know I like it a little rougher" She smirked.
"What can I do? How far can I go?" Liv stood straight, leaning back against his chest.
"You can do whatever you want to me. I trust you. You'll know if I don't like it" She heard Elliot grunt behind her before he brushed her hair away from her shoulder, dropping his lips there as his hands went to her pants unbuttoning them.
"We need a safe word Captain"
"I think 'no' is clear enough"
"What if I'm too rough?"
"Let me make myself clear. Fucking wreck me El" She ordered, slipping her hand behind her to grip him through his jeans.
"Bend over the counter Olivia" He ordered, his voice in a low tone, making a shiver run up her spine. Liv bent over the counter, pushing her ass back against his crotch. He took a step back trying to calm himself before he yanked down her pants and panties before he pulled them off of her completely.
"I love your ass" She couldn't help the smirk that spread across her lips as she felt his eyes glued to her ass. But what she didn't expect was his palm making contact with her skin, making it sting. She gasped at the sensation but she didn't hate it.
"We'll have to revisit that" She murmured before she heard him unbuckling his belt.
"Choking, spanking, being bent over. Is there anything that you don't like?"
"Apparently I only like those things when you do them" She admitted, hearing him drop his pants and briefs to the floor. She felt his hands return to her hips before one drifted lower, moving between her legs.
"Always so ready for me, I never need to check" Two of his fingers swiped her lips.
"But you always do" She gasped lightly as he swiped her clit.
"Any excuse I can get to taste you" Then his fingers were gone and Liv didn't need to look at him to know that he had slipped them between his lips.
"Hold on tight" He ordered gently before he pushed himself inside of her, not stopping until he was buried to the hilt.
"Fuck Elliot" She groaned, reaching for something to hold on to, she didn't even register her dinner plate smashing as it landed on the ground.
"I wanna hear that again"
"So earn it" She ordered and El started thrusting into her. Each movement pushed her hips against the edge of the counter but she didn't care, he was so deep and it felt so good, she would do anything to keep going.
"Spread your legs, Olivia" He ordered and she complied. She would comply with murder as long as he just kept doing exactly what he was doing. Without thinking, his hand buried itself in her hair, pulling her head back each time he thrust into her.
"Harder" She cursed loudly as he complied and yet it still didn't feel like it was enough. He wrapped his free arm around one of her legs, pulling it upwards slightly, changing the angle. Liv screamed, the noise filling Elliot's kitchen, he kept moving, pounding into her. They were both close, they could feel it but Liv could also feel the pain in her hip and it was distracting her from the task at hand.
"El, I need to stop" His movements stopped, his body freezing.
"What is it? Too much? Do you want to stop?"
"Hell no. It's my hip, the angle is making it ache"
"What do you want me to do?" His tone kind but Liv wanted to scream at him.
"Drop my leg and make me cum, I'm so close my pussy aches" She practically whined. He dropped her leg instantly, his hand caressing the flesh of her hip.
"Your wish is my command" He started thrusting once again, the movements quickly pushing both of them over the edge. Liv came with a scream, her walls clamping down on him, Elliot's hand that was buried in her hair tugged it back harshly as he came inside of her, her name across his lips. When Liv finally caught her breath she muttered over her shoulder.
"We're getting too old for this kinky shit" He leant his forehead on her back as he started to laugh "I wasn't kidding, first my hip and now my back. I'm fucked"
"Hell yes you are"