"Rich?" Fitz knocked on the door of his boss' office the next morning.

"Hey Fitz." Rich smiled raising his eyes from the paper he was reading. "What's up?"

"I was wondering if you had a minute. There's something I need to talk to you about."

"Sure. Come on in, have a seat."

Fitz closed the door and went to sit in one of the chairs in front of the desk. "I... Huh..." He started nervously, not sure how to broach the subjects. "First of all, I want to thank you for giving me the Anderson case, I really appreciate it."

"Of course. You deserve it. You worked your ass off for us. What's bothering you?" Rich asked leaning back on his chair.

"Well, it's about the team you assigned to me..." He ran his hand through his hair. "I don't want to act like a diva or anything but I can't work with Holton."

"You can't?" Rich frowned. "Why?"

"It's... Personal. We have history."

"Well, Fitz, I'm sorry but that's not a good enough reason to sack someone from a case. You're gonna have to live with it."

"I can't." Fitz answered stubbornly.

"You can't? That's all you're going to give me?"

"Look, I don't want to create problems. We met once and it didn't end well. If I find myself in the same room as him, I'm going to bash his face in. So, if you can't move him to another case, I'm going to have to decline first chair on this one." He said resolutely.

"You're going to throw away your chance at a first big case over some first year?"

"Yes."

"Fitz, I don't want to be over dramatic but it's your future we're talking about."

"I am aware but I don't want to work with him and I can't work with him."

"Fitz..." Rich sighed. "You need to give me something... If I don't have a valid reason, I can't move him. And if you don't take the case, I have no one else to give it to. So I will have to hire outside the firm and that person will come in and be ahead of you for the next few years. I like you and I want you to move ahead so please don't make me do that."

Fitz exhaled and buried his face in his hands, rubbing his fingers through his hair frustratingly. "He's a racist prick." He finally said as he looked up. "He insulted my girlfriend a few years ago, in front of me and then to her face. He scared her and made her cry and made her feel like she's less than she is... He is an ignorant, insensitive asshole and I want to beat the shit out of him just thinking about him. So you can imagine what would happen if I found myself in the same room... Nothing would please me more than to punch his face until my hand can't work anymore but Liv says it doesn't help and rationally, I know she's right but that doesn't change how I feel..." Fitz was now standing up and pacing the room, his hands moving agitatedly in the air as his voice betrayed his rage.

He hadn't meant to tell Rich the truth. Even though Holton was an asshole, he didn't want to bring personal issues to the firm. But working with him, alongside him or even near him wasn't an option.

For his sanity, for his physical safety, for his professional future and for his freedom, it was crucial that he stayed away from Jessie Holton. His blood was still boiling from the memory of the look on Olivia's face. Even though it was irrational and almost impossible, he had promised himself to do everything in his power never to see that look again.

"He's off the case." Rich announced after a few moments of silence.

"Wh... I... Really?" Fitz stuttered, emerging from his thoughts.

"Yes, really. Respect is a key part of our values here at the firm. Racism and any kind of discrimination will never be tolerated. We expect a lot of our lawyers and that extends to their personal qualities. Now, I can't fire him because legally it's a he said/he said but I can make sure you never have to work with him and I can make it so he will want to leave on his own."

"You don't have to do that..."

"Are you lying to me?" Rich asked as he stood up and walked to Fitz.

"What? No!" Fitz exclaimed.

"So, he is a racist?"

"Yes, but..."

"Then, I don't want him working for me." Rich shrugged. "I'll take care of it."

"Thank you." Fitz released a breath he didn't know he was holding.

"Don't mention it. Now, go bring that case home." Rich smiled as he patted Fitz on his shoulder and walked him out of his office.

Walking down the hallway, Fitz felt a weight lifted off his shoulders. Even though he had been ready to give up the case, he was glad he didn't have to. He was now determined to prove to Rich that he had made the right choice. He wrote a quick text to Olivia and dove into his work.

XXX

A week later.

Fitz looked around him to see if he forgot anything. The table was set, the candles were lit and the chicken was cooking in the oven. Usually, Olivia would prepare dinner for them since she didn't have to work but tonight, she was at her second interview for Barks & Jameson and Fitz wanted her to only have to relax when she came home.

"Hello?" He heard her call as she walked in.

"Hey babe, how did it go?"

"It smells and looks amazing in here." She beamed as she walked to him and wrapped her arms around his waist, leaning up to kiss his lips. "Did you do all this?"

"Hmm hmm." He nodded proudly. "I wanted to do something nice for you."

"I have another idea of something you can do for me." She smiled naughtily as she ran her hand over his crotch.

"Hmmm, as much as I'd like that, it'll have to wait. The chicken is almost ready and I want to hear about your interview." He kissed her deeply and pulled away, turning his attention to the dinner. "Now, go sit your sweet ass at the table, I'll be there in a minute." He turned to look at her and found her pouting. "Go sit down, babe." He chuckled. "I promise, after dinner, I'll let you have your way with me."

"Promise?" She smiled hopefully.

"Promise." He laughed.

"Okay." She clapped her hands and skipped out of the kitchen, leaving Fitz laughing.

"That was perfect." Olivia moaned as she licked the last trace of ice cream out of her bowl. Fitz smiled at the sight. He loved how, even as a grown up, she still had those childhood habits. Every time she ate ice cream, she would lick every remnant away, like a child afraid to lose a drop.

"Glad you liked it." He smiled.

"I loved it." She stood up and walked to him, raising a leg to straddle his lap and sitting down. Fitz' hands immediately went to her ass and squeezed. "Now, I believe I was promised something..." She smiled as she caressed his neck and leaned down to kiss his jaw.

"Were you now?" He asked, his voice lowering a few octaves and his shaft hardening under her ass.

"Hmm hmm." She hummed against his neck. "You promised I could have my way with you..."

"I did say that, didn't I?" Fitz asked, his eyes closing.

"Hmm hmm." She repeated. "Come with me." She asked as she stood up, took his hand and guided him to the bedroom. "Strip." She ordered as they walked in.

"You know, this works better if we are both naked." He noted, tilting his head to the side.

"We're doing things my way tonight." She purred. "Now, stop stalling and show me what's mine." She whispered against his ear, causing it to turn as red as a fire truck.

He fumbled with the buttons and ripped off his clothes until he was fully naked and exposed to her. He stood before her, unashamed as her eyes roamed his body. She walked to their drawers and took out a tie before guiding him to the bed. She pushed him until he was lying flat on his back and climbed up the bed to straddle him.

"What are you..." He asked.

"I'm going to cover your eyes, so that you really feel what I'll do to you. No peaking."

"Liv, I want to..."

"Huh huh, we're doing things my way." She smiled as she leaned down to kiss him, her tongue playing with his as she tied the tie around his head. "It's not too tight, is it?" She asked. Fitz only shook his head, too aroused to form words. "Good, now I won't tie your hands but I need you to keep them on the headboard until I say so, okay?" Fitz nodded frantically and Olivia smiled, satisfied.

She climbed off the bed to take off her clothes and came back, kissing her way up his legs. When she reached his shaft, she found it fully erect and throbbing. She blew on the tip and watched as he growled and shivered in response. She licked her lips and kissed up and down his member, her hands resting on his pelvis.

Fitz shifted his hips, looking for more friction. "Livvie, please..." He begged.

"Please what?" She murmured against his skin, causing his hips to buck up.

"Please... Just... Take me... Please..." He stammered.

"Well, since you asked so nicely..." She smiled and took him into her mouth slowly, causing him to howl out and grip the headboard tightly.

Olivia smiled inwardly and started moving her mouth up and down slowly, one hand covering the base and the other massaging his balls. Fitz grunted and moved his hands to her head, his fingers running through her hair. Olivia immediately pulled away.

"Tsk tsk." She took his wrists between her fingers and moved them back to the headboard. "No touching Mr. Grant." She smiled. Fitz grunted but seized the opportunity to suck on the nipple her felt against his cheek. Olivia felt her will faltering as he sucked on licked at the soft flesh but shook her head to snap out of it.

Fitz grunted when she pulled away but she didn't leave him time to protest as she immediately attached her mouth to his dick, increasing her pace. Her head bobbed up and down as her fingers played with his balls.

"Wait, Liv... Slow down..." Fitz begged, as he felt himself approaching his peak.

"Hmm hmm." She moaned, keeping him in her warm mouth and never reducing her speed.

"Liv, please... Not like that..." He begged again, trying as hard as he could to hold it in. Olivia smiled and raked her nails on his abs as she continued ignoring him.

Suddenly, Fitz grabbed her shoulders and pushed her away, flipping her on her back in the same movement as he ripped off the tie. He hovered over her, panting and pinned her to the bed before kissing her wildly.

"You're being a very very naughty kitten tonight." He growled as he moved his fingers between her legs and found her wet and warm. She mewled when his fingers began playing with her clit.

"Hmmm..." She moaned. "What are you going to do about it?"

Fitz didn't answer but moved two fingers inside her, relishing in the way her back arched. He moved his mouth to her breasts and teased her nipples mercilessly. Her hands went to his hair and she pulled on his curls, moaning with abandon.

Unable to wait anymore, Fitz pulled his fingers out and brought his dick to her core, entering her in one swift move.

"Oh yessssssss." Olivia hissed, her head thrown back,

Fitz sat up on his knees and pulled Olivia against his chest, bouncing her up and down his dick as his mouth attacked hers. He held out as long as he could, wanting to enjoy the feel of her skin against his and her heat around his shaft.

Her moans and the tight hold she had on his neck told him she was close. He moved one hand to her ass and the other to her neck, tilting her head so he could look into her eyes as she fell over the edge.

"Come for me, kitten." He whispered against her lips. Almost instantly, her pupils dilated, her mouth gaped open, her nails dug in his skin and her walls contracted around him. He grunted and kissed her as he followed her into bliss.

He carefully moved so he could lie down with her on top of him as they caught their breath. Olivia brought the covers around them and snuggled up to him as close as she could. Fitz hummed as his fingers rubbed mindless circles on her skin.

"Have I mentioned how much I love when you're naughty?" He asked as an afterthought, causing Olivia to laugh.

"You might have mentioned it a few times." She chuckled and kissed his chest.

"Well, I really really do. Damn, woman..."

"Damn indeed. Wanna shower?"

"Maybe later. For now, I just want to hold you."

"Fine by me." Olivia smiled as she buried her head in his neck.

Hello All! I'm going to start with the usual apology for the delay. I'm having a hard time continuing this story, not because I lack interest but because there are certain events I want to happen but they are a long way down the road, so I'm feeling like I'm just filling the time with useless stories…

Anywho, I'm trying my best and I want to thank Da Prince's and Me's for putting me back in the funk. I won't promise another update soon because I don't know if I can keep that promise but know I'm trying my best.

So, Holton is off the case, he might have something to say about that, we shall see… Olivia had her second interview. I didn't cover this one because not much happened and I'm trying to speed up that part. And I gave you a little sexy time to make up for the delay.

Thanks for reading, I hope you enjoyed.

Cheers,

C.