I love this song from blue October 'closer' and I just couldn't help but write it down. Not to sure if this is a one shot, just depends. I am not even going to talk about scandal. But let me know what you think, I love reviews! They make me smile
Closer
The air is thick, the drive is long and slow, and the silence of the drive both frightens and excites her. Rolling down her window she inhales the cold crisp air; she enjoys the wind slapping her on her face, anything to stop herself from looking at him.
He rolls up the window, and they enter his house. The house is beautiful, beachfront view exceptional design; she looks around the house seeing it for all it's worth.
He moves closer to her, challenging her
Invading her thoughts and space he commands her to look at with him without saying a word.
His thick soft curls stood out, teasing her to reach out and touch them.
"Tell me what you want" His deep baritone voice softly caresses her, sending a soft shiver down her spine.
She closes her eyes, but soon feels his hand caress her cheek.
His grey eyes- sometimes cold and hard other times soft and gentle. Right now his eyes are dark, dangerous, exciting, and every bit sinful.
Turning her attention to his lips…yes, those lips that were moving but she failed to hear them.
"I think you know what I want…what I came here for." She says confidently
Those delectable lips started with an easy smile, but soon turned into a smirk. Confirming what he already knew to be true.
She stared at the lips, wanting them all over her body, kissing places that no one else has seen or touched.
Grabbing her hips, he thrust her towards him, and she follows willingly. Looking at her deeply, waiting for her approval, which she quickly permits with a nod; he holds her face still and kisses deeply and passionately.
Her fingers are entangled in the hair she had been yearning for. His hands grab her ass lifting her up. Automatically she wraps her legs around his body, and softly grinds on his enlarge member.
Here he sits in a chair, and watches her remove her clothes one by one; piece by piece.
She removes her jacket under his intense stare .
She watches him shake his head disapprovingly when she chose to take off her shoes instead of her blouse.
"Do you want me to come over and help you?" He ask
She nods her, and continues on, she notices his chest starts to rise quickly, transfixed as she took off her necklace, her pants, her blouse; unbuttoning it slowly she allowed him to watch her…admire her in a way that only he can.
"Come here" He softly commands her
"No" she says affirmably
Getting up from his chair, he walks to her, and looks at her.
The staring contest begins, the two look at one another intently.
Tired of the pleasantries, he kisses her passionately, and softly throws her on the bed.
Removing his clothes in record time, he looks down at her, like a lion to his prey. He licks his lip and watches as her chest rises and falls with each second.
His passionate grey eyes are luminous, and for a moment she believes he sees her.
"Fitz…" She pants as he enters her, elongating her back, allowing him entry.
She gasps as he stretches her walls, he kisses her hard and passionately, her nails dig into his shoulders, marking him as hers.
"aah" He silence her with his lips, his lips eventually make its way to her throat, grabbing her neck as he strokes her.
The woman had a power over him; he lost control, the more he got the more he wanted.
She consumed him, all he felt was her all around him inviting him, he licks and bites her skin, leaving a bite mark in her inner thigh.
Their connected, they exchange the words they can't say, but what their soul feels.
Their bodies moved and hardened, her soft moans encourage him to keep going every time he hit her spot
Grabbing her hands he places them above her head, interlocking their hands as they gazed into one another.
He knew she was close, her walls started to tighten, her lips started to quiver; she fought to keep her eyes focused on him as her orgasm took over. Soon her body shook from the pleasure he was giving her. Her gaze wounded him pushing him closer to nirvana.
Hearing his name being echoed throughout the room he lost it groaning loudly as he came inside of her and fell down the bed bring her with him, as they tried to catch their breath.
His chest heaved, his body bruised. Her breath dispersed, her lips quiver.
"I'll see you for the next round." He says sitting up in the bed watching her pick up her clothes and get dress.
"There won't be a next round…this is it." She says turning around to look at him
He rolls his eyes at her "You keep telling yourself that and maybe you might believe it…might"
He struck a nerve "Screw you"
"Don't be mad at me, it's the truth."
"I hate what we are doing."
"What exactly are we doing that is wrong."
She stares at him as if he grew two heads
"Do I really need to explain?"
"Yes"
She stares at him, she watches his chest rise slowly, and she sees his chiseled abs under the sheet, she turns her head away from him, to catch her bearings
"We do bad things, we committed a sin." She whispers
Moving to her side of the bed, he comes behind her.
"Don't you think sins can be pleasurable?" He kisses her neck; the spot that makes her lose all inhibition
Turning around she looks at him; grey eyes meeting brown eyes.
She kisses him passionately, this is not slow or soft, it is simply animalistic…raw human nature.
He is her drug, her kryptonite.
Every time, she's ready to walk away, he pulls her back in.
Separating her lips from him she whispers "We can't"
"We can"
Like a mouth to flame, he's pulls her back in.
/
Tired and not willing to fight with him, she gathers her bag, but is missing one important thing.
"Have you seen my…"
Looking at her, he holds her wedding ring in his palm
"Make sure you put that on, we can't have you forgetting it"
Annoyed, and pissed she grabs her wedding band, and places it on her ring finger
"You are a piece of work."
"I am" He says agreeing with her
"Kiss me, love"
"No"
"Why"
"Because I won't leave"
"Then stay" he says matter-of-factly
"I …" She stammers
Annoyed he gets up and gets dressed
"Where are you going?" She ask following him to the restroom
"What does it look like, I'm leaving"
"I asked where"
"Why do you care…don't you have to be home in an hour?" He says walking up to her challenging her to deny it
"That's not fair"
"Life isn't fair" He counters
"Why are you mad?" She questions
"I'm not…I'm just wondering why you are still here."
He hurts her, she looks around the restroom, and she shouldn't be here…with him. Grabbing her bag she walks, but it is soon met with a hand stopping her from leaving
"Where are you going ?" His voice is deep and passionate
"Were done, I am done playing these games with you Fitz!" Tears start to form, but she won't cry…she can't
"You can't leave me…Just like I can't leave you." Kissing her tears away, he kisses her slowly, as if they have all the time in the world, and she lets him because there is no place she would rather be than with him, in his arms.
/
He comes home smiling, happy. He kisses her, and doesn't notice the difference in taste.
"I brought Chinese"
"Great" She says with as much excitement that she can muster.
"What's wrong? He notices her somber mood."
"Nothing, let's eat." She says quickly looking down at the food.
"Liv, I know something is wrong…just tell me."
"Nothing is wrong, I am just spent and exhausted and all I want to do is take a bath, and drink my wine and go to sleep."
He looks at her, but says nothing because what is there to say?
"Okay"
"You know, I met my old college buddy today?" He says making small talk
"Really, who is it?"
"Fitzgerald Grant."
Her heart stops beating, her breaths decease, she recovers before he could see her reaction.
"Really?" She says getting up and placing the dishes into the sink to be washed. Anything to separate herself from him
"Yeah, he is a really cool dude…You will love him."
Her back faced away from him, she tenses "I'm sure I will" She says softly
Still at the dinner table eating he shouts "We got talking, and I was thinking of setting him up with Abby"
She drops the glass, it shatters across the floor
Running to check on Olivia
"Hey are you okay?"
She gives him a soft smile
"Slippery glass" she says softly chuckling
He chuckles along with her; helping her pick up the glass.
Not wanting to change the subject, he goes back to it once at the dinner table
"So…"
"So, what?" She asks hoping he would forget about it matching Fitz, and Abby.
"So…what do you think about Abby and Fitz…I am a certain she would love him, he's everything she is looking for."
"If he's so perfect, then why doesn't he have a girlfriend?" Annoyed she reaches for her glass and takes a big sip.
"He said, there was this one girl, but that she was unavailable."
Her heart stopped beating at that very moment… it wasn't the glass that was shattered, it was her.
"He gave up on her?" Her voice cracks a little
"I believe so, but you never know…so what do you think?" He ask placing his dishes in the sink
Licking her lips, she looks at him "I think that's a great idea."
/
In the bath she cleans herself, only to notice his bite mark on her inner thigh. She should be angry, furious, but she smiles and laughs softly at his work of art.
His imagine still teased her. His body, his scent, his touch, they all surrounded her, they consumed her. She closes her eyes, she tunes out her husband snoring, and there he was, her forbidden fruit, her true love, her soulmate, and her nightmare. There he stands captivating her mind like he did her body; bring her closer to him, and closer she went.
She lets go of the sponge, her hand falls into the tub, touching the place that only he can touch. She moans softly as she feels his lips around her bring her to the point of no return. Before she can reach paradise, she remembers where she is at and more importantly who she is with.
She opens her eyes, and looks around the room, she is not in her tropical paradise for two, and she is not in his bed or his arms.
Hearing his snores from bed, she emerges from her soft bubble.
In bed she lays awake dreaming of a man that isn't her husband, and how he affectively broke down her wall; it wasn't supposed to be like this. It was supposed to be one time, where she wasn't a married woman, but a single woman looking for companionship for just one night; That one night, soon turned into a week, and finally into months. She tried to walk away, but every time she did he would pull her back in for the next round. In bed, she admits her faults his love is her drug, and she's addict and she knows it.
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