Olivia's Lies

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Olivia had been avoiding David Haden as much as possible ever since that night. She felt incredibly guilty, and even worse, she still found herself getting hot and bothered around him. She decided it was best to try and pretend that it never happened, and keep this from Elliot. He'd not only leave her, but set out to kills David. And she couldn't bare to break his heart.

It was one mistake Olivia. You're allowed to slip once right?

She tried to mussel her conscience as it ate at her the past three days. It was Thursday night and Elliot would be home Saturday morning. To make up for her awful mistake, she figured she would cook his favorite meal, wear his favorite negligee, and attempt to not feel so..dirty. She would have to lie to him from this day forward, and felt the need to at least try and do something right for her husband.

Thankfully Olivia had made it out of the precinct and home, without running into David. She had just stepped out of her bubble bath and slipped on her silk robe, when she heard the doorbell ring from downstairs. She wasn't expecting anyone over, or at least she thought.

Olivia peeked through the stain glass window of the large front door, and stepped back quickly when she seen it was David standing on the other side.

"Olivia, I can still see you!" David rang the doorbell once more.

"David, I don't have anything to say to you!" She groaned.

"This Adams case is gonna make us have to work together. Olivia! You're gonna have to talk to me!"

Fuck.

He was right. She had completely forgot. Annoyed, she swing open the door, catching him by surprise when he seen the robe she had worn, the way the black silk fell onto her curves..

"Hey, eyes up here!" She snapped at him.

"You're the one answering the door half dressed," he smirked that same salacious smirk, and stepped into the foyer. "Anyways, I just wanted to talk to you about the other night-"

"That night never happened David. I should have never let it go that far, so if you could please just lea-" he pushed her up against the wall and immediately dominated her lips. He couldn't withstand having to look at her much longer. Her attitude, the way she yelled at him, the way her skin glistened, still moist from her bath..

She fell into the spell he had managed to put on her the first day they had met. She kissed him back, gripping her hands to his neck to pull him closer. Olivia had become completely caught up into the feel of his lips on hers, that she had forgotten that quick, the entire reason he was here. She pushed him away, catching her breath after their heated kiss.

"You can't just do that!" She ran her hands through her slightly damp waves, and closed her robe even tighter. She wanted to slap herself for kissing him back, for even wanting to kiss him.

"Olivia..you let me come inside your house, and basically finger fuck you right there on your refrigerator!"

"You son of a bitch!" She slapped him across the face, completely irritated. It wasn't fair of her to do that, she got drunk with David that night, she allowed for him kiss her, touch her...

"I told you that was a mistake David! We were stupid drunk! And I'm MARRIED for gods sake!"

"Okay I deserved that," he held his hands up to surrender. "But you can't tell me that you didn't want it? Or that you didn't just kiss me back?" He lowered his blue eyes and stared into hers, instantly sending her walls of defense tumbling down.

How is it that this man made her feel this way? Her blood boiled at his touch, sending a shockwave to her libido. A feeling she thought she'd only feel for her husband.

"I wanted it..I did, but David I love Elliot and this- this is just lust," he stepped closer to her, only a few inches between them. He cupped the side of her face, and pulled her closer to attempt to claim her lips once more.

"Then let me lust after you tonight," he whispered against her lips before hungrily kissing her, moving his hands down to the small of her back, before firmly squeezing her ass. As much as she fought herself, she kissed him back again. This time allowing herself to press her body to his, her moans escaping from her mouth.

He pulled away and opened her robe, taking a moment to revel in the view before him. It was everything that he imagined and more. He ran his hands over her baby soft olive skin, making the pool between her legs practically drip down her thighs.

This wasn't the Olivia she knew. Olivia was faithful, true to her word. Never once had she even eyed another man, but David had her betraying her husband, left and right.

He kissed and suckled her skin, careful to not leave any marks behind. She tangled her fingers in his hair, holding her breath when he made his way just below her belly button.

Was she really going to let him do this? Her conscience was practically screaming at this point, but her body wouldn't allow her to stop.

As he kneeled in front of her, he lifted her leg over his shoulder while he placed one hand on her thigh, and the other on her hip. He felt himself ready to combust from simply thinking about the way she tasted. Slowly he ran his tongue up and down, eliciting moans from her that were now filling the house.

She was going to come right there on him, on David, on another man.

"Oh god," she cried out as she came over his face. He felt as though he was overdosing on a drug, she was too much for him. He needed to be inside of her..

He caught her as her knees fell weak from orgasm that had just over powered her body. He kissed her hungrily, invading her mouth, allowing for her to taste herself.

It was only moments later that they both found themselves in the guest room across from the master bedroom. Their clothes had long been discarded on their way up the stairs. There was nothing gentle about the way they both went for each other. Scratching, biting, screaming ..

She had done it, she let him inside of her- fucking her..

He thrusted into her one last time, releasing the last bit of himself. For a moment he stilled, trying to carve this memory of being inside her into his brain, because he knew the possibility of this happening again were slim to none. David knew he was guilty of taking advantage of Olivia. But what he wasn't guilty of, was her decision to let him fuck her.

She turned away from him as they both laid there in the guest bed, breathless from the affair they had just engaged in. "Fuck!" She got out of the bed and went to look for her robe, which was at the end of the stairs.

"This is bad..." She came back in the room and threw his clothes that she had gathered. "You need to go, I can't," she shook her head with her arms crossed. "You get dressed and see yourself out," she ordered and went to shower, hopeful she could wash the betrayal away.

Girl..