Chapter 49

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When Noah rolls over they cease their movement and watch as he falls into an even deeper sleep. Elliot tilts his head in the direction of the corner of the room and flips the TV off as they make their way off the bed. The wall changes direction and spans out in a way that obstructs the view between the bed and where they're standing.

When their eyes connect both of them want nothing more than to take advantage of each other and the fact that Noah's asleep but they swallow their urges. "You didn't have to come all this way. I was supposed to come back tomorrow. That's a lot of money and time just for a single day." He expressed taking her hand in his and looking into her eyes appreciatively.

"I don't know about you but I have no intentions of leaving until at least Tuesday." She lowers her eyes at him with a smirk. "Mm and what if I had to return to work Tuesday?" She steps closer so that her chest is almost pressed against him and he looks down at her. Her robe is slightly parted at the top and he can almost see straight down it if the lighting was better. She leans in and lifts her chin towards his ear. "I called your boss. You've got all the time in the world." She encourages as she places a kiss on his neck.

His head falls back and he tries to channel all of his strength and focus on the fact that there's no barrier between them and Noah.
He feels Olivia's body shift against him and unable to make out much other than the fact that her hand is moving somewhere. He's pleasantly surprised when it lands on his leg and slowly crawls up his thigh curving inwards towards his groin.

Just when he thinks that she's going to touch him, at his most sensitive area of all, her fingers stop just shy of his length and tease around the material surrounding his package. He leans back slightly creating just enough distance between their bodies that he can see the bulge in his pants and her fingers circling it over and over but never landing on it.

He firmly grabs her hand and pulls it away from his crotch and she's left feeling empty handed. Both literally and figuratively. "What, you don't want me to touch you?" She asks quietly. He resents the implication and tightens his grip on her hand pulling it to his erection. "If you're going to touch it then touch it." He hisses as he uses her hand to rub himself through his jeans.

"But if you want to mess around we shouldn't do this out in the open." She feels her desperation between her thighs and wants to drop to her knees to show him just how much she wants to touch him. "What exactly is your plan if I do want to?" She asks looking around the room with a perplexed look on her face. "Oh trust me, I'm a resourceful man." He asserts and she raises her eyebrows at him feeling an urge to challenge just how resourceful he is.

Before she has a chance to say anything he grabs her wrist and begins pulling her as if she's his suitcase-some inanimate object that he doesn't need to consult and can just do whatever he wants with. And she's driven by it. He pulls her into the restroom and quietly shuts the door behind her. Before she has a chance to say anything he's lifting her off her feet and pushing her against the wall.  

Her body is plastered to the wall, hoisted up, as his strong arms and tight chest pin her. He sinks his lips to hers as one hand entangles itself in her hair giving it a slight tug while the other hand roams her body. He grips her ass in his hand as he devours her lips. It all happened so fast that she's pleasantly surprised and turned on, and a quiet moan escapes her lips. His hand quickly finds its way to her mouth to stifle the ones that follow as he kisses her  neck.

She feels his hardened length against the bottom of her ass and can't believe how turned on he is or how aggressive he's being. She thinks of Noah asleep in the next room and it feels slightly odd to go any further with him just outside. "Wa-wait." She mutters and he kisses her neck a few more times before kissing his way up towards her lips. "What's wrong?" He asks stopping just shy of her lips. She can feel the heat off his groin and the friction of his hands on her body and knows he's not ready to stop. "I can't. Noah's right outside and I just-I'm exhausted, I need a shower."

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