Here's another one of my short and sexy installments! ;)
"Liv, calm down we are going to be fine." Fitz said as he held Olivia's shoulder.
Olivia ignored him as she continued to furiously press the 'open button.'
"Maybe I should try the help button?" Olivia looked for Fitz's approval that didn't exist; he had other things on his mind.
Olivia pressed and pressed the call button to no avail. She let out a frustrating sigh as she dropped her Prada bag to the ground while staring at the closed silver doors. Fitz thought it was really sexy to see a stressed out Olivia Pope. She looked delicious in her all black suit with red pumps. The pants that completed her suit did wonders for her ass, and he loved staring at it each and every time he got the chance to.
It turns out that Fitz snuck away from the White House to spend time with his Livvie at her apartment which was nothing new, however when it was time for him to leave he had to go down the elevator. Olivia thought it would be nice of her to go with him, to see him leave. Then out of nowhere, the elevator stops; jerking their bodies to the front and scaring the two of them like nobody's business. Thank god the light remained intact. In other words, they were stuck; stuck in a very compact room.
Olivia calmed down a bit when she remembered that she had a cell phone, she bent down to pick it up out of purse to dial a number, as Fitz's erection started to climb again from the view. Olivia stood back up and held the phone to her ear waiting for someone to pick up.
"Hang up the phone." Fitz said nonchalantly as Olivia turned around to face him, not at all showing any effort to getting rid of the call.
"Hang up the damn phone!" Fitz now said seriously with raised eyebrows in his deep and smooth voice, but still managing not to raise his tone.
Olivia looked at his face and saw that he wasn't playing any games; she did as told and pulled it away from her ear forcing it back into her purse.
Fitz walked closer to her as she stood there and stared until he got close enough to the point where their bodies were touching, her heart beat rose instinctively when he couldn't get any closer.
"Fitz…." Olivia started to say.
"Quiet." Fitz said in a sulky whisper cupping her face with his large hands leaning in for a kiss. Their kiss started out simple but it definitely didn't end that way. Olivia rubbed both of her hands up and down Fitz's back lost in their kiss. Their kissing became rough causing them to gasp for air in the midst of it all. Their tongues eventually met and raced trying to take up as much room in the other's mouth as possible.
Fitz began to slowly grind his steel member upon Olivia's inner thigh and womanhood letting her know that he was so ready for her. Olivia moaned into his mouth as a response when she felt her womanly area moisten and swell as a result of both his hard cock and his assault on her lips.
Fitz began to walk forward causing her to walk backwards as he slammed her hard, but not hurting her, into the wall of the elevator. Fitz bent his head to now assault her neck with his smooth lips causing her to shiver when she could feel his warm breath upon her.
"Fitz, stop….stop, oh god, the elevator could open up…. any…. minute." Olivia moaned and panted as Fitz was still at her neck getting lost in her scent. Olivia held one hand on the back of his curly brown hair and the other held onto his broad shoulder; if she was honest with herself, hell no, she didn't want him to stop ever. But why was she the one always so scared about getting caught and that was the farthest thing away from his mind? If they got caught could one imagine what kind of trouble that would cause? With his reputation as president and not to mention everything he loved, everything he lived for would be gone. However, as he has said from time to time again, he didn't care! He would risk it all plus more to run away and be with his Livvie, if they got caught so be it! For the fun of it, Fitz would most likely keep going.
Fitz needed her now; in a hasty fashion he lifted her up by her waist and sat her down against the metal rail upon the wall. Going for the zipper of her pants, she grabbed his hands stopping him in his tracks, like she has done before while looking up into his eyes.
"Why do you do that? You know just as well I do-" a sexually frustrated Fitz started to say but was interrupted by Olivia's index finger on his lips. She hopped down off the rail and walked around so now she was in front of him. A devilish grin started to form on her face that was followed by a seductive bite of her bottom lip. She put her hands against his chest and this time she pushed him hard into the wall causing him to wince from the slight pain and shock of it all.
Now her eyes were the ones that displayed and screamed hunger and impatience. Fitz didn't know what possibly got into her, but he loved it, the more aggressive the better. Olivia stood up on the balls of her feet to give him a peck on the lips and gave him a sly wink. Olivia placed her mouth onto Fitz's neck to lay warm and wet kisses on it as she removed his suit top and loosened his tie. She then began to unbutton his shirt slowly and seductively, as she followed each spot of his chest that appeared with hot and light kisses. Fitz threw his head back loving the feeling and sensations she was causing him.
Olivia eventually made it to her favorite part of his body and licked her hungry lips that quickly noticed his bulge. She couldn't help herself as she rubbed the crotch of his pants letting her hands grab and enjoy the feeling of it before she put her mouth on him. Fitz moaned at the friction it was causing. Usually he would have stopped her by now as he preferred to be in control and be the one to satisfy her, but hell a break or too couldn't hurt.
Olivia undid his belt buckle and buttons causing his pants to loosen and eventually fall a little below his waist, Olivia reached into his boxers with two hands to pull out his throbbing and pulsating manhood. Olivia squeezed and rubbed her soft hands up and down his length. Its size and its thickness never failed to disappoint her as her mouth watered in anticipation to taste him to swallow him if you will.
Olivia repositioned herself from a crouching position to directly on her knees as she bent her head to give the sides of Fitz's cock long licks up and down.
"Fuck, Livvie that feels so good." Fitz said as he spread his legs wider for her. She then rubbed the head of it with her thumb and laid light flicks of her tongue on it that were in a circular motion. Pre cum began to ooze and glisten at the tip of his dick.
"Put your mouth on me baby." Fitz demanded in a baritone whisper. This was one order Olivia didn't mind following as she put her warm mouth around him, sucking him, causing her cheeks to move inward. She bobbed her head up and down his swollen member. She also decided to take this opportunity to use her free hand to tickle and squeeze his balls. Fitz started to grind his hips to be in sync with Olivia's sucking motion. He could hardly contain himself, Olivia's mouth game was out of this world; he was trying so hard to remain standing. Grunts and moans that continued to roll off his tongue were like heaven to Olivia's ears. She loved the idea of satisfying Fitz, she loved him doing all the work, of course she did, but she felt that it was due time she took some control. She stared at him with sexily with her big brown eyes.
Fitz felt himself coming way too close and didn't want to finish without being inside of her, as hard of a challenge it was he managed to pull himself out of Olivia's mouth. Not even bothering to stand back up she lay across the carpet of the elevator and did a 'come here' motion with her index finger; Fitz soon obliged. Little did he know she was nowhere near finished with him. Fitz positioned himself on top of Olivia; she wrapped her legs tightly around his waist and rolled them over so that now she was on top of him, straddling him.
Fitz couldn't help but smile at Olivia; he loved every bit of her freaky nature. She gave him another wink as she stood up quickly to remove her shoes, panties, and pants all while gyrating her hips from side to side as a part of her little tease for him. Fitz shook his head knowing that this woman was going to be the death of him, and what a damn good way to die.
Olivia finally made it back to Fitz and grabbed his still hard member and positioned it inside of her warmth as they both let out relieving sighs and moans of ecstasy. Olivia began to ride him, grinding him from front to back slowly allowing the base of his cock to also stimulate her clit. Olivia's eyes rolled back from the euphoric feeling. She placed her hands on his bare chest to help her balance; Fitz grabbed her hips to help her. Suddenly without warning Fitz arched his lower back and stuck himself into her deeper and harder.
"Fitz, shit baby." Olivia whimpered; the shock of his sudden change in movement grabbed a hold of her. Fitz continued his rough movements as he slammed her up and down on her. Olivia's hips bucked against him. Her luscious curls bouncing everywhere. Although her shirt was still on, Fitz could still see her breast move up and down. The pleasure and pain of this became too much for her as she slowly started to rise herself so Fitz wouldn't penetrate her as deeply. They haven't had sex in awhile and she needed to get used to him again. Fitz wasn't having that as he slammed her back down onto him determined to feel all of her.
He moved his hands from her hips to her voluptuous ass and squeezed and kneaded his palms into it.
"Fitz, please…." Olivia begged for him to ease up on her, which was pointless as he was not going to do that. Fitz couldn't help but get rough with her; the feeling of her tightness and wetness clamping down on him was too much of a damn good feeling. Olivia saw his facial expressions and saw that he was so close; he gritted his teeth, his eyebrows furrowed, and let out guttural moans.
Sweat beaded upon her face and neck causing loose strands of her hair to cling onto her hair. Olivia eventually loosened up for him and continued to work her hips against him arching her back. Her eyelids fluttered at the feeling and of the thought of Fitz's member hitting end. Euphoria clouded her mind, when she felt that she was so close. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head her mouth hung open with no sounds coming out as the heavy orgasmic breathtaking waves filled and took over her body.
Fitz finally came as he threw his head back savoring the moment of spewing his seed into her. Olivia was so tired, that she immediately rose off of him. Holding her chest trying to tame her breathing.
Fitz felt bad in that essence of him not giving her an oral orgasm, and decided that she wasn't leaving until she got one. He immediately rolled on top of Olivia and began to put her mouth on her.
"Babe, you don't have to…oh fuck."
Fitz enjoyed tasting her, he continued to please her until her juices spilled out onto his face, and heard her scream his out in pure ecstasy. he got her to this point by doing simple assaults against her clit. She was so thankful for a lover like him, he really didn't have to do that but she knew how restless he would be at the thought of not pleasing her, even though he did!
On a different note, they kind of felt bad for the next person that would walk into that elevator as the sweet smell of their intense love making session stained the room.
When their breathing patterns were back on track they gained enough energy to put their clothes back on. Soon the elevator 'dinged' and the doors opened: Perfect timing. With Tom waiting outside patiently he nodded at Olivia as she did the same and smiled.
"Call me tomorrow night Mr. President." Olivia whispered, she knew he loved when she called him that.
"Be by the phone." Fitz winked as he laid one more peck onto her lips and disappeared out of the building.
These freaks!
I Just want to say thanks for the commentary on my last chapter! LOL I'm glad you enjoyed the little tree ….hugging if you will Be plenty more to come ! You all's commentary totally keeps me motivated to write as well as my unhealthy obsession with these two!