Happy Halloween darlings! 😉 This chapter is a little Halloween-ie because ya know, it is Halloween after all. Thanks for the reviews so far, I would appreciate some nice comments like "hey your writing does not suck 100%, only 90%" but I guess I'll take what I can get for now. Like you all, I am my own person and I will write the story in the way I choose. This story is OLITZ, not Jake and Olivia. I'm sorry if chapter 1 disturbed you all that much but that scene had a purpose…to show you all how she DOES not like Jake, only Fitz. Have a spook-tastic night! 😉 xo
Fitz POV
It was 10:00 at night and I was alone. I hadn't spoken to Liv since last night and I didn't intend on calling her again. I was annoyed with how she ended our conversation yesterday, I was sick of her never giving me a direct answer. Did she not understand how badly I wanted to see her? Did she not know that I was serious about not wanting to see Mellie again? I'm tired of pretending with Mellie, I'm through with playing make believe.
Liv just didn't get it, she really didn't get it. She thinks I'm going to have Mellie come back into the white house like I always do but not this time, this time I won't give in. Mellie can figure things out on her own, she is a murderer after all. A murderer of innocent people.
I shook my head and rubbed my hand over my forehead at the thought of what Mellie had done. She made me sick. Her and Cyrus both made me sick. I didn't want to see either one of them.
I moved my feet to the left and spun my chair towards my desk so I could face it. I sighed as I looked down at the papers which were sitting on my desk. I had a lot of work to do but my mind was too distracted for work, entirely too distracted.
"Mr. President" I startled in my seat as I heard someone knocking at my door. I could tell by the voice that it was Abby.
I watched as the red head walked through the door holding a pile of papers in her hands. She walked towards my desk and set the stack down.
"Here are some more papers for you to sign Mr. President" She said kindly as she organized the papers.
"Thanks Abby" I smiled as I sat in my chair. "You startled me" I laughed. I didn't usually get started easily but Abby definitely had tonight. I guess I was too deep in thought.
"I'm sorry" She smiled. "Everything ok?" She asked with a puzzled look on her face. Abby often had a puzzled and confused look on her face, I guess it was the job. I'm sure it's overwhelming for her at times. She seems too nice for this job, dealing with all the cut throat reporters.
"Yeah, everything is fine. I'm tired I guess" I sighed and rubbed my forehead. "You can go home for the night Abby, it's late" I said firmly.
She nodded her head and started walking towards the door. I wanted to ask her if she had spoken to Liv lately, but it really wasn't any of my business. I knew the two of them used to be close and still remained friends, but I wasn't sure how often they hung out together. I decided I was going to make it my business and ask her anyway. What the hell, what do I have to lose?
"Abby" I said.
She turned around, a few steps away from the door. She furrowed her eyebrows and rested her arms at her sides.
"Yes Mr. President? Is there something else I can get or do for you tonight?" She asked kindly. She looked tired but I knew she was being sincere.
"Yes actually" I paused. "I wanted to know if you had heard from Liv lately?"
"Ummm" She paused and her eyebrows went back to their normal spot on her forehead. "I haven't really heard from her much lately, no. Have you?" She questioned.
"I haven't heard much from her either. Thanks Abby" I nodded a nod which she understood and finally walked out of the oval.
I sighed and turned my chair towards the window. I stared out the window at the pitch black view. It was foggy tonight, it almost looked eerie outside.
I was happy to be out of my suit and into my pajama pants and my grey shirt which had "Navy" written on the front of it.
I stretched my arms over my head and suddenly felt the effect the long day had on me. I yawned as I continued to stretch and headed out on the balcony. That's when I saw her, my cocoa beauty leaning against the railing. Her hair was slightly curled, she had on one of her sexy pant suits, she looked stunning as always. The pants clung to her ass in a way which started to turn me on. I could see the outline of her ass cheeks which meant she was wearing a thong. I felt a hardening in my pants at the thought of Olivia Pope in a thong. I loved when she wore red, it always looked so nice on her.
"Liv" I started walking across the balcony towards her. I wanted to start kissing her passionately but I knew she probably wanted to talk before things got heated between us. I could never just kiss Olivia Pope, kissing always lead to other things. Things which I absolutely love doing to and with her.
"Fitz" She smiled and turned towards me. Her lips were shiny, covered in lip gloss. God I want to kiss her so badly right now. "I never thought you'd come out here, I've been out here forever. I wanted to surprise you"
I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her close to me. I kissed her lips softly and ended the kiss as quickly as it started. I heard a small gasp escape Liv's mouth as our lips broke contact. She felt she same exact way as I did: breathless. It felt like it had been ages since I had been able to kiss her without worrying who's watching us.
"I'm glad you surprised me. I was really hoping last night on the phone you would have decided to come see me since I am not alone at the white house. There is no Mellie here anymore, she's gone" I smiled one of the biggest smiles I could manage.
Liv smiled back at me but her smile quickly faded. She was looking into my eyes and then she changed her view to my lips. I could tell she was deep in thought about something by the way she was looking at me.
"Liv" I said quietly. I ran my right hand through her silky smooth hair and kept my left hand on her hip. "What's on your mind, why are you really here?" I questioned.
"Like you said, you are living alone at the white house now, I can stop by whenever I want now" She laughed.
"Move in with me Liv, please, this is not a question this is a request, an order" I laughed.
"An order?" She raised her eyebrows and placed her hand on my chest. "Slow down Mr. President, I think you're getting a little ahead of yourself"
"You know what I mean. Please Liv, come live in the white house with me, I want you to live in the white house with me. I want to divorce Mellie and have you living here with me. I cannot stand to spend another night not laying next to you Liv, it has been way too long" I pleaded. I wanted her to say yes but I knew that wouldn't happen. Liv always put up a fight, she never took the easy road, she always took the hard road. She didn't know what easy was, hard was her entire life.
"Fitz, you know I can't just pack up my bags and move into the white house with you, what the hell are you thinking?" She furrowed her eyebrows once again and looked into my eyes. I could tell she was being serious. "Fitz, I want you, I need you but I don't even know what we are. What are we? Please tell me because I don't know" She really didn't know what we were.
"We're Liv and Fitz, I want you to be my girlfriend, my fiancé, my wife, and one day the mother of my children. I want you Liv, I want all of you and nothing less. I want Vermont with you, our house with you, a life with you, jam making with you, and kids with you. You're beautiful, spectacular, and perfect Liv. You take my breath away from your astonishing beauty and your strong opinions. I don't know what I would do without you and I don't want to find out. I don't want you to give me a half answer or a "I'll think about it," I want an actual answer from you Olivia Pope. You never can give me an answer, I just want an answer" I was practically begging at this point, I felt foolish but I also knew this conversation needed to happen.
"Fitz, I-" She stopped herself from finishing her sentence. Did she now know what to say? There was a brief silence between us and the cool air outside made my skin tingle. I wondered if she felt the same, if she felt the same tingling from the cool air and from the tension between us.
"Fitz, I want Vermont with you, I want to make jam and have babies with you. I don't know what we are right now but I know what I want. I don't know if I can move in with you right now because I honestly don't know what we are. You are still married to Mellie, you are a married man Fitzgerald Grant. You cannot expect me to move into the white house with you when you still have a wedding ring on your finger, her wedding ring. I want you, I know I want you but I cannot have you and Vermont until we figure out what we are. What are we doing here Fitz? Are we dating or are we just fucking?" She let out a much needed sigh. The hand which I had resting on her hip gave her a slight reassuring squeeze. I knew exactly what she was saying.
"Liv, we can do both you know" I laughed, breaking the obvious tension which was between us. I knew exactly what she meant.
"I agree, we do need to figure out what we are. I can't expect you to just move into the white house without us first having a label" I smiled at her reassuringly and placed my hand on her face, rubbing my thumb over her soft skin.
"Liv, you are the love of my life and I want you to be my girlfriend. One day I want you to be my wife but for now I want you to be my girlfriend. I want to date you, I want to take you out to dinner in public but I know that probably won't happen right now. For now I'll take the stolen glances between us and working on who we are together. Liv, will you be my girlfriend?" I said with the most sincere tone. I meant every word I was saying to her, I meant it all. I only hope she wants what I want, us, us in a relationship.
"Yes Fitz, I'll be your girlfriend. Of course I'll be your girlfriend" She smiled and kissed me.
The moment our lips touched I heard a muffled moan escape her. Her moans always turned me on, she was entirely too sexy. How did I get so lucky?
I moved my hands down her back and onto her ass. I rubbed my hands over her ass cheeks and smiled while kissing her, I was right, she was definitely wearing a thong. I wonder what color it is?
I broke our kiss and grabbed her hand. She smiled at the loss of contact between us because she knew where this was going, straight to my bed.
I lead her to my bed and shut the balcony door behind us. My lips immediately found hers again. I realized how much I missed her lips since mine had been apart from hers for a few seconds. It's crazy how love can make you feel.
Liv and I suddenly heard a loud crashing sound coming from the other room.
"What the hell was that?" She turned her head towards where the crashing sound was coming from with a concerned look on her face.
"No idea, but I don't care" I laughed.
"Bad enough it's foggy outside, now there's a ghost in the white house. Spooky" She smiled and started kissing me again.
My hands found the bottom of her shirt and lifted it above her head, revealing her lacey red bra. I felt my erection grow in my pants as I realized she was wearing red, my favorite color on her. I smiled and lightly bit her lip as I realized how she knew tonight would end, with us making sweet love to one another.
I cupped both of her breasts in my hands and gave them a squeeze. Even though her breasts were small I still enjoyed grabbing them.
Her hand found my erection and I felt her start to rub it through my pants. I suddenly felt like my dick was trapped and needed to be released from my pants. Olivia's touch made me go wild, it was crazy what she could do to my body. Just by looking at her I got an erection, she was one sexy women, my women.
I placed my hands on her hips and pushed her down on the bed roughly.
"Ooohhh Mr. President, you know I like it rough…" She bit her bottom lip and looked up at me.
"God, you are so damn sexy" I smirked at her and started unbuttoning my pants. She got the message and started taking her pants off as well. I then slipped my shirt over my head, leaving me in just my boxers. I moved on the bed, placing my body on top of Olivia's. She was just in her red bra and panties now, she looked delicious.
My lips found her neck and I started to suck. Her hand collided with my dick and she started rubbing it through my boxers as I continue my attack on her neck.
I licked the spot on her neck just under her ear. She was moaning now, I knew I was licking in just the right spot. I started sucking on her neck, tasting her skin between my lips. She tasted sweet, almost like candy. I continue to suck, realizing I was going to give her a hickey. I loved marking what was mine.
"Fitz" She moaned in my ear. "I need you, now. Please don't make me wait any longer" She was practically begging for me to fuck her and I loved it. It had been too long since I had been inside of her.
My lips broke contact from her neck and started kissing along the side of her face until I reached her mouth. I kissed her slowly and softly, wanting to savor every moment I was touching her.
"Baby, my sweet, sweet baby" I said as my lips slightly broke contact from hers.
She started to slide my boxers off, obviously the need she had for me was growing. I felt myself get even harder at the thought of how badly she wants me. I felt like I was going to explode if I got even harder.
I helped her and slid my boxers off fully. I moved my hand slowly down her stomach until I reached her panties. I looked down at where my hand was and loved how good the red panties looked on her.
I slid her panties to the side and stuck one of my fingers inside of her. She was tight, wet, and ready for me. I slid my finger in and out of her, listening to her moans. She was moaning my name, begging for me to take her. It was in that moment I knew I couldn't wait any longer.
I positioned myself between her legs and kept her panties moved to the side. I rubbed my tip over her lips, feeling the pre-cum leave my dick and rub onto her lips. I kept rubbing myself all over her, teasing myself and her.
"Fitz, please" She begged as she rubbed her one hand up and down my chest. "I need to feel you inside of me right now, I need you right now" She begged once again.
I slowly started to enter her, letting out a louder moan than I had intended. She felt incredibly warm and wet, just how I remembered her to feel, but better. I kept sliding into her until my tip reached its end. We both let out a moan as my dick reached as far as it could go. I felt her legs wrap around my hips and ass and that's when I knew it was go time.
I started pumping in and out of her at the pace I knew she liked. I knew her body almost as well as I knew mine.
"Fitz, oh my-" She wasn't even able to finish her sentence. I looked directly at her, eyes closed, teeth biting her lower lip. She was in complete ecstasy.
I started moving in and out of her a little faster than she liked, but I knew she would understand how close I was getting. I needed to go faster and harder inside of her in order to both orgasm at the same time.
I lowered my face towards hers and started kissing her. My free hand grabbed her breast and started squeezing it. My thumb moved back and forth over her nipple. Her nipples were perfect.
"Baby, I'm about to-" She let out the loudest moan yet.
I felt her walls clench down around my dick. That was it for me, I was done, completely finished.
Her hands were squeezing my shoulders and her legs were tightening around my ass, holding me in a still position.
I couldn't hold back anymore, the noises she was making and the feeling of her walls clenching down around my dick was too much. I gave her one final stroke and that was it.
I started cumming inside of her, filling her up with my seed. She. Felt. So. Good.
I love the way I feel when I empty myself into her, raw, and condom-less. The way my dick feels inside of her is enough to make me go crazy.
"Wow" She finally let out a deep breath and kissed my cheek. "That was good, really damn good Fitz" I kissed her cheek and then moved my head up enough to look at her. She looked beautiful just then, perfect, my sweet baby was perfect.
"I love you" I smiled at her.
"I love you too" She smiled in return.
I kissed her neck and then pulled out of her. She gasped quietly at the loss of contact from me pulling out of her. She probably felt the same way I did right now, detached. I laid down next to her on the bed and took her hand in mine.
"Fitz" I heard her laugh as she looked up above her. "You didn't even take my bra and panties off"
"I didn't have time for any of that" I laughed and smiled, turning my head to look at her fully. "I needed my girlfriend right then and there. There was no time to take off your panties"
She turned her head towards me and smiled.