Undercover

Chapter 43

Elliot feels his rock hard dick pulsating in his hand through his jeans. He swallows hard. "I wish you were here with me." Olivia admits but immediately curses herself for doing so. "Oh yeah?" She tries to control her breathing so that her arousal isn't so obvious. "Yeah."

"I wish I was there too." He responds as his mind wanders to what they would be doing if he was. "Did you get Noah into bed?"

"Yeah. He's out like a light." He thinks about how Noah miraculously sleeps like a rock and how they wouldn't be interrupted if he was there.  "If I was there, right now, what would you want me to do?" She feels her panties growing moist as she imagines what she would want him to do. She feels shy and nervous to say it she's never talked like this, about this over the phone. "I'd want you to start by kissing me and kissing my neck."

"I love kissing your neck. I love feeling your body tremble below me." She closes her eyes-focused on his voice- and thinks about it. "I'd want you to touch me." Her hand hovers just above her panty line. "You'd want me to caress and touch your body?"

He asks her as if he's uncertain but the question is entirely rhetorical. "Yes." She mutters quietly and it's almost a moan. "What would you want to do with me if you were here?" She asks feeling nervous to be the one driving. "I'd start by kissing you", his cock is still throbbing against his jeans "then I'd kiss your neck and I'd gently caress your body", he gives a very light tug on his cock through his jeans "I'd kiss my way across your collarbone, down to the collar of your shirt."

Her breathing is growing heavy and labored and the sound turns him on even more. "I'd lift your shirt up over your head and slowly place a series of kisses across the top of your breasts", she slides her hand overtop of her panties and slowly rubs her hand back and fourth "while my lips explored your chest I'd reach around to unclasp your bra", he begins rubbing himself through his jeans "once your bra was out of the way I'd take your nipple into my mouth and suck on it", she moans into the phone and the sound immobilizes him. His hand stops moving instantly and he swallows hard trying to control his urges to tell her to rub herself.

"When I was finished there I'd begin by kissing down your stomach" he slides his hand inside the waistband of his jeans and rubs himself through his boxers. He's desperate to pull it out and stroke it but he's afraid that he'd finish before they really had a chance to start.

"When I got to your panties I'd take them between my teeth and gently pull them down", she moans again and at this point he can only assume that she is in fact touching herself "I'd begin kissing your thighs until you were begging me to eat you out."

His mouth fills with saliva as he imagines sliding his tongue between her lips. He feels like a horny deviant, literally salivating over the thought of pleasuring a woman.  Though it's not just any woman, it's his woman. The woman he'd wanted to taste so long that it made him want to rip her clothes off in the middle of the station house.

"I want you El." He hears her moan through the phone and swallows hard. "I want you to rub yourself for me Liv. Slide your hand down and imagine that it's mine." She continues rubbing herself and imagining his hand in place of hers. "I am." She mutters quietly after a few moans. He continues rubbing himself but slows the pace. Feeling like he was too close to cumming just at the confirmation that she was touching herself.

"God Liv I wish you were here. I'm so hard for you." She moans and continues sliding her fingers across her clit. "I'm so wet for you El." When she hears herself say the words out loud she doesn't know what's gotten into her and goes quiet for a moment feeling slightly awkward and vulnerable. "Are you wet for me baby?" He grunts through the phone and all her nerves instantly shatter and fall away.