CHAPTER 2
Mr. President. Fitz chuckles to himself, she knows I like that. He watches her walk towards the closet. Oh nice, he thinks to himself.Olivia walks back towards the bed holding a box. She holds it out to Fitz. He wordlessly takes it from her with a smile and places it on the bed. She kneels over his lap, hands on the floor spread apart. Fitz mouth starts to water as he caresses her firm, soft ass. He takes a bite.
"Sssssssssssss, oh Fitz."
SMACK
Fitz swats her bottom with his huge firm hand.
"I didn't say you could speak. You know better Olivia.
"Apologies."
SMACK
"What was that?"
"Apologies Mr. President."
"Good girl." Fitz smiles as he rubs her reddened cheeks excruciatingly slow. He can't believe 10 minutes ago she was screaming at the top of her lungs at hm. For him. For Rowan. He hated that man. But for her. God, what he wouldn't do for her. "Why can't you trust me?" He asks her with a hint of sadness to his voice.
"I don't know Mr. President."
SMACK
"Try again."
"I, I'm…ahhhhhh" She feels Fitz's wet tongue laving across her ass.
"You're what? Wet? I know that" He takes his middle finger and swipes it up her slit feeling her juices. He uses his pinky finger to make circles around her opening. She starts to squirm.
SMACK
"Stay still. You're what Olivia."
"I'm scared Mr. President."
"Of what?
She gets quiet again and grinds her pussy against his finger straining to have more inside her.
SMACK
"Of what, Olivia?"
"You not loving me anymore." A tear falls down her cheek.
He stops for a second. He knows this but he's not sure how many times he can assure her. "What did I tell you." He raises her up to look in his eyes. "I love you. I'm in love with you. You're the love of my life. YOU ARE THE LOVE OF MY LIFE. Do you hear me. HEAR ME LIVVIE!"
She stares at him with tears in her eyes. She sees it, all his love, all his forgiveness, everything. She can feel her heart racing. There's nowhere to run. There's nothing to run from.
"I hear you, Fitz. I love you too and I swear it, no more running. No more."
He grabs her to him and they kiss like people possessed. Tongues, teeth, spit, tears, all mingling together in a passionate embrace of two souls coming home. Her pussy is so wet is drips all over his lap. He takes his fingers and plunges them inside her, using his thumb to make circles on her clit. "Is this for me?"
She can barely speak, "All for you, baby, all for you."
He takes her off his lap and throws her on the bed. He quickly takes off his shirt and the rest of his clothes and stares down and the perfection of the woman he loves. He takes the box and opens it up. "I'll never forget that night." He holds up the beautiful white silk scarf they bought on a whim during the trail so long ago. One of those rare occasions they had to themselves. He takes the scarf and slowly slides it down her body. Starting at her face, he smooths it across her skin, caressing every spot, loving her with his hands. He stops at her pussy and takes the edges through her folds, soaking it in her ambrosia. He smirks down at her gasp of breath. "Open your eyes, Livvie." He puts the ends of the scarf in his mouth and sucks her juices off. "You're still the best thing I've ever tasted. Her clit springs to attention at his words. He grabs her ankles and wraps the scarf around each one, holding her legs open.
"Hold on sweet baby." He spreads her thighs with his hands and gently blows on her clit. He uses his nose and gives her pink bud Eskimo kisses. He takes his tongue and writes the alphabet inside her folds.
"Oh yes…FUCK, God.."
"Not God, sweet baby, say my name"
"Mr. President."
"Damn straight." Fitz continues his assault on his favorite dish like a starving man. He moves his mouth around in circles greedily sucking on her clit and catching her juices with his tongue. She will cum in his mouth before he fills her with his dick.
"Mr. Pre… Mr.….
"Hush baby, just feel." He bows his head and licks from her crack up to her clit.
"OH, MY GOD! HOLY FUCK FITZ!"
He grabs her clit with her teeth, sucking it with his lips, his tongue familiarizing itself with every inch of her insides. He's never tasted anything sweeter than Olivia Pope.
"I'm, I'm I'm, I, she's panting like she's running a marathon. Fitz is hard as a rock. He must be inside her. He ups his game. He lifts her ass in the air, ankles above his head and clamps down on her pussy and sucks and licks like a vacuum cleaner.
"HOLY SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITTTTTTTTTTTTTTT" She explodes in his mouth like a water faucet and he drinks every single drop. Her body is shaking and quivering but he hasn't released her yet. He licks her completely clean before lowering her back onto the mattress. He unties her ankles and lays next to her with the biggest Cheshire cat grin on his face. Liv is so spent she can't raise her head.
"I hope you're not tired." She opens her eyes and look at him.
"We're not done yet."
A/N One more chapter to go.
