Chapter 3
Fitz lovingly laid Olivia down on their bed. There was another beautifully lit fireplace in their bedroom, along with huge skylights in the ceiling. On this night, there was an almost unnaturally bright full moon outside. Fitz watched as the moonlight from the skylights beamed onto the beautiful face of the woman he loved so much. He kissed her gently and heard her moan as he ran his tongue from her mouth to her neck. Olivia sighed in response to his breath on her neck.
Fitz gently nibbled Olivia's ear and said huskily, "I couldn't live if you died. Do you understand that?" He gently ran his hands down her body and rubbed in between her legs to make his point.
"I…I know…" Olivia could barely get the words out.
Fitz slowly unbuttoned Olivia's blouse and pushed it to the side. He kissed down her neck as he unbuttoned her pants and stealthily pushed those away too. Olivia quickly threw his shirt over his head as he pushed out of his pants.
Fitz stared at the woman he loved. Seeing her only in a black lace bra with matching panties made his bulge throb with anticipation. As many times as he and his Livvie made love, he NEVER got over the excitement of seeing her body. He was so damn lucky to have her-even if it was for the last time.
Even if it was goodbye once and for all.
Pushing away that thought, Fitz gently took one of her breasts into his mouth. He felt Olivia sink further into the bed, almost like she was running away from him. He responded by licking her nipples more aggressively, and then he started to suck them hungrily. Olivia moaned and threw her head back in pleasure. She ran her fingers through his curls as he continued to worship her breasts. She wrapped her legs around him as her panties grew more and more wet in response to him.
Fitz got so turned on by Olivia's legs around him that he nearly ejaculated on the spot. He used all his willpower to keep it together- he wanted to pleasure Olivia the way she deserved. Fitz released her breasts and started to lick a trail down her body.
Olivia knew what was next, but the knowledge still wasn't enough to prepare her for it. She shut her eyes and braced herself for the intense sensations she knew were coming.
Fitz continued to flick his tongue down her stomach eagerly. He gently caught her panties with his teeth and pulled them completely down. He would never forget her-and if this was their last night together, he would make sure she didn't forget about him either. He gently slipped his long index finger inside of her. She moaned like a drowning woman when he starting licking her clit hungrily. She was so wet that his mouth was instantly dripping with her juices. Olivia moaned loudly and arched her back.
"God…Jesus…Oh God…" Olivia moaned.
He loved the effect he had on her body. He jammed his tongue inside her pussy while roughly stroking her clit. He continued to lick her ravenously, trying to devour every part of her. Fitz felt her body tensing as her orgasm started. He intensified the pace with his tongue and felt her wetness gush into his mouth. He couldn't get enough of the way she tasted.
"Oh God…oh God…Fitz!" Olivia practically shouted. She felt a million explosions as she orgasmed harder than she could ever remember. Her body had been missing Fitz for too long.
Fitz smiled to himself. This was what he lived for. He kissed her gently on the mouth and then moved to her ear. "I love you so much."
Olivia looked into his eyes. "I love you…I want to feel you inside of me…" She straightened up and then repositioned herself on top of him.
Fitz kissed her again and stroked her hair in response. He watched as Olivia lowered her dripping pussy onto his erection. She grabbed his curls and pulled his mouth to her breasts again. She gently rocked back and forth on his hardness, and wrapped her legs around him as she rode him. He was so hard-and she could feel him so deep inside her. He felt so amazing that she could barely stand it.
Fitz gently pushed further inside of her, matching her rhythm as she rode him. She was so slick and wet that he couldn't tell where she ended and he began. She felt like heaven. Fitz continued to stroke deeply inside of her as she rode him, and they both looked deeply into each other's eyes the entire time. In that moment, all that mattered was the love they made to the sound of the crackling fireplace in their home.
The heat started to build in Olivia's body as they continued to make love. She could tell she was close to another powerful orgasm. She threw her head back in anticipation of it.
Fitz gently wrapped his huge hand around Olivia's neck to keep her head from dropping back.
"Look at me…" he whispered. "Livvie…let me see your face when you come."
With Fitz's hand still around her neck, Olivia bit her lip as her orgasm took hold over her entire body. She moaned and moaned as her body surrendered to the sensations of their love making.
Seeing her orgasm sent Fitz into overdrive. "FUCK! God….Livvie!" he choked out as he emptied himself inside of her.
Olivia slowly dismounted from Fitz and laid down on their bed. She was beyond exhausted. Fitz laid down behind her and wrapped his arms around the woman he loved.
"So this is how it has to be, right? This was the last time?" Olivia could barely get the words out.
Fitz tightened his grip about Olivia as if that would make her words less true. "Yes, it has to be. We can't keep compromising your safety or the safety of this country…"
Olivia sighed. "Just one more night, then?"
Fitz nodded. "One more night."
As they held each other tightly in their bed, the fireplace continued to crack and flash beautiful shadows over two people whose love was so powerful that it literally threatened to destroy the entire world...
(1 year later-Present day)-
{A string quartet plays "Here Comes the Bride"}
Olivia stood at the edge of the aisle in the church, tightly holding onto her pure white rose bouquet like a shield. Here we go…she thought. She fought the instinct to throw the bouquet down and run like hell out of the church.
Gladiators don't run, she thought. Here goes nothing…
She finally made it down the aisle. She couldn't even look at Jake. Part of her wondered why the hell she was settling- okay, she couldn't have Fitz, but did she have to be with Jake just because he loved her? Or was it obsession with beating Fitz that made him so obsessed with her? Did Jake even love her? Did she have this completely wrong? Wait, how could she even respect a man like Jake?
Panic started to rise up inside of Olivia. Meanwhile, the minister said some things. Olivia didn't listen.
Why am I doing this? Olivia asked herself. I clearly don't want to- am I this afraid of being alone? It's been a year…why can't I move on-
"Do you, Olivia Carolyn Pope, take Jacob Ballard to be your lawfully wedded husband?" The minister asked.
Olivia blinked.
She looked at Jake and started to apologize-
"WAIT! STOP, PLEASE, LIVVIE!" A familiar voice yelled from the entrance of the church.
Olivia spun around. She would know that voice anywhere-even though it had been a year since she had heard it.
Olivia looked right into beautiful grey eyes of the President of the United States.
A/N: No, the story's not over! I wouldn't do ya'll like that lol. This started out as a one shot, but then I fell in love with this idea, and I must see it through. Please, please review and tell me what you think of it so far .
