Hey my lovely Olitz lovers! I hope everyone is doing well. I'm really happy because I finally have kind reviews (thank you lovely humans) :) I had another really good idea today for this story and I can't wait to share it with you all! I'm still on season 5 of Scandal because I haven't had much time for Netflix lately. I'm on the episode where Fitz keeps sleeping with all these women...what the heck are you doin', man? He was sneaking them up through the elevator and it's really annoying me, maybe that's why I haven't finished the episode yet. Happy Monday and have a good week everyone! xoxoxo
It had been eight weeks. Eight weeks of pure bliss with Fitzgerald Grant. Eight weeks of love making, fucking, talking face to face rather than on the phone, and endless cuddling. I smiled to myself as I lay next to the most handsome man in the world, Fitz.
He propped himself up on his elbow facing towards me and said, "What are you thinking about? I have always wondered what Olivia Pope thinks about…you're so mysterious Liv" He smiled.
I turned my head in his direction and smiled. I was laying on my back, staring up towards the ceiling. I was lost in my thoughts about how wonderful the last eight weeks had been. I only hoped this happy time together would never end. Knowing the history Fitz and I have, that's too good to be true. Something or someone always seems to mess everything up between us.
I rolled my body from my back onto my side and cuddled into his bare chest. I kissed his neck and rested my head there. He was still naked from the amazing love making that had just happened between us.
"I always wonder what you think, too, you know" I smiled into his neck and placed another kiss there.
It hadn't always been easy to talk to Fitz, he wasn't exactly an open book. My mind wandered back to the time when I asked him about my mother's plane accident and how he refused to tell me what I wanted to hear. I pried and pried until I finally got the answer and information I desired. I always ended up getting my way in the end, but not always when it came to Fitz. Even though I'm lying in his arms right now that doesn't mean I won't be next week. I will probably ask for something he doesn't agree with and there will probably be a huge blow out between the two of us. Who knows.
"I always tell you what's on my mind, Liv" He kissed my forehead and wrapped his arms tightly around me, pulling me even closer to him. "You probably wouldn't want to know what I'm thinking about right now, though" He said as he rubbed his thumb over my arm.
"I do, I do want to know" I started to move my body away from the grip his arms had on me. I shifted myself on my left arm and looked him directly in the eyes. What are you thinking Fitzgerald Grant?
"Well…" He mumbled.
"Fitz" I immediately responded. Now I had to know what he was thinking about. "Are you thinking about Mellie? Us? The war that's going on?" I pried.
"I'm just thinking about us Liv" He moved his hand on my face and rubbed his thumb softly over my cheek. I always loved when he touched my face, it felt like the sweetest thing in the world. "It's been eight weeks, eight great weeks I may add. This is really working Liv, you being my girlfriend. I want you to dress up tomorrow night and go to the dinner with me, the dinner with the queen. Don't even think about saying no, just say yes" He was practically begging. How could I say no when he was rubbing my cheek and gazing into my eyes with nothing but love. I couldn't say no, I just couldn't.
"How do I look?" I said as I walked out of the bathroom in my gorgeous red dress, Fitz's favorite color. I knew I looked sexy as hell but I just needed to hear him say I did anyway.
"You look hot, beautiful, gorgeous, and very sexy…" He stood up from the bed. He was in a black tux and looked irresistible.
I walked towards the mirror and stood in front of it. The red dress was long, nearly dragging on the floor. It was strapless and had a slit in the side. It was lacy red and clung to my figure perfectly. I smoothed my hands down the front of the dress, making sure there were no wrinkles in it. My eyes wandered and I stared at myself in the mirror, I almost looked like I was glowing in this dress.
Fitz was suddenly standing behind me, pressing his erection on my ass cheeks. I felt how hard he was through his pants, it was very noticeable. He clearly wanted me to notice how hard he was because he was in the mood for me. He was always in the mood for me. I loved how this man could never get enough of me.
"Fitz" I looked at him through the mirror, watching him place small kisses on my neck. My hair was curled and wasn't pinned up but he had no trouble moving it out of the way to kiss my neck.
"What? You look incredible. I just can't help myself Liv…" His voice trailed off and he continued to kiss my neck. His kisses started to turn into licks…and then he started sucking on my neck.
I closed my eyes for a moment and took a small step back so my ass could be firmly placed against his erection. I started swaying my hips and grinding on him.
His hands found my hips and I continued to grind on his erection. I knew how turned on he would be from this, his downfall was when I rode him and grinded on him.
His hands left my hips and started fumbling with the zipped on the back of my dress. Now he really wanted me.
"Fitz" I said as I opened my eyes and stopped grinding on him. I didn't want things to get too heated between us since I had just gotten ready for the dinner. "Let's do this later, please."
"Liv, are you serious?" He laughed and stepped in front of me. He kissed me with something other than passion on his lips, he kissed me with lust. Just by the way he was kissing me I could tell I had really gotten him turned on just by grinding on him. Fuck it, I could really go for a quickie anyway.
I slid my hand down over his erection and started rubbing it through his pants. He was hard as a rock and ready to go.
"Liv…" He managed to say as he continued kissing me. He licked, sucked, and bit my lips as he passionately kissed me. I felt my panties start to dampen as he bit and sucked on my bottom lip.
I started to unzip his pants. He got the message and started walking me towards the bed. "Liv, I am so horny for you" He said with a grin on his face.
I pulled him on top of me and told him to slide my dress up. He started sliding my dress up my thighs and then ran his fingers over my panties. He bent down and sucked on my thigh. I watched as his lips sucked and licked the tender spot on my upper thigh. He moved his tongue up my thigh and started biting at the lace of my panties. I knew he loved when I wore lace and over the past eight weeks I had been wearing lace panties almost every day.
"I need you now Fitz" I said with a breathy voice. "I need you inside of me right now, Fitz, please" I licked my lips and looked at him as he started to stand up. My eyes wandered down to his pants which were now unzipped. He took a step towards the bed and positioned himself between my legs. I could hardly wait for him to enter me, I needed to feel him inside of me now. He didn't understand just how badly I needed him.
He freed his large erection and gave it a slight rub. I moved closer towards him, sliding my back across the quilt underneath me. I watched as he teased me, rubbing his dick over my lace panties. I felt like I was going to explode.
He slid the lace to the side and slowly entered me. My hands found his strong arms which were supporting his body as he entered me. I felt his strong muscles through his suit jacket and I loved the feel of them.
The feelings of pleasure immediately hit me as Fitz started moving inside of me. He was moving fast tonight, I could tell he was in a rush to reach his much, needed orgasm. I was fine with the tempo because I was hot and bothered and ready to reach my orgasm, too.
"Ooohhh Fitz…" I moaned and closed my eyes. I could hardly keep my eyes open when he made me feel this good. I wanted to stay in this moment with him forever.
"Liv, I'm getting close, baby" He lowered his body on top of mine and started kissing me. He slowed down his strokes and kissed me passionately. I placed my hands on each side of his face and kissed him back. I bit his bottom lip before slipping my tongue into his mouth. I heard him moan quietly from the little bite I gave him.
I started focusing on how his dick was hitting my sweet spot just right. There were now sounds coming from his strokes and my wetness. I knew Fitz wouldn't last much longer now, neither would I.
He kept his lips on mine as he continued to moan into my mouth. I moved one of my hands from his face and found his hand instead. We clasped our hands together and rested them above my head. I gave his hand a small squeeze, without words telling him I was about to orgasm. The understanding we had of one another was one in a million, I didn't even have to use my words to express the pleasure he was giving me.
He quickened his speed and squeezed my hand harder, letting me know he was about to cum.
Before I knew it he was cumming inside of me and I was screaming his name as we both reached our respective orgasms. My walls clenched down around him, squeezing every little drop he had out.
"Ooh Liv" He said in a breathy tone as he let go of my hand. I watched him glance over at the clock, realizing our quickie had taken longer than expected. He stood up and walked towards the bathroom, obviously needed a towel to clean himself up with.
I propped myself up on my elbows and shouted in his direction, "You better bring me a towel too, Fitz. You're not exactly neat when it comes to me" I laughed and looked down at the mess he had made of my panties.
"You look beautiful Liv" Abby smiled as she took a seat next to me.
"Thanks Abby" I smiled back. "You look beautiful too, black really suits you."
"Can you believe that rock the queen has on her finger? I can't" She looked over her shoulder at where the queen was sitting next to Fitz.
I followed what Abby was doing and glanced over my shoulder towards the queen and Fitz. "Wow" I laughed and turned back around in my seat.
"I always wondered what it was like to have a huge rock on my finger like that from a man who isn't abusive" Abby said as she laughed.
Abby was now at a point in her life where she would try not to be upset by her ex-husbands abusive ways. Even though the trauma he caused her would never go away, she was still trying her best to move past it.
"A few years ago I did have a rock like that on my finger" I laughed at the memory of Edison proposing to me.
Abby took a sip of her wine and smiled. "I can't believe that was a few years ago, a lot has changed for both of us Liv. Years ago I was with an abusive man and you were engaged" She laughed. "Do you miss him Liv?"
"Miss who?" I furrowed my eyebrows at her, not knowing who she was talking about. I definitely did not miss Edison if that's who she was talking about.
"Fitz, the president of the united states" She laughed. "Who else?"
"I thought you were talking about Edison" I laughed and took a sip of wine. The minute I swallowed the warm liquid I started quietly coughing. This wine was awful, who the hell thought this would be a good idea to serve at the party? I set the glass of wine down in front of me and didn't want to drink anymore of it tonight. I wasn't sure how Abby had stomached the awful taste.
"You ok Liv?" She asked.
"I'm fine, that wine is just awful. Not sure who thought that would be a good idea to serve" I watched as Abby continued to sip on the same exact wine I had.
"I think it's pretty good" She smiled into her glass.
"Anyway, about Fitz-" I was cut off from finishing my sentence when Fitz walked over to our table and said, "Abby, Olivia…" He smiled and looked at the both of us. I wasn't sure why he was coming over to my table, was he trying to make it obvious that we were clearly together? Not a good idea.
"Liv- Olivia, can I talk to you for a moment?" He asked and motioned towards an empty corner in the room. I stood up from my seat, smiled at Abby, and walked off with Fitz.
"Fitz- what the hell are you doing. Are you trying to make it obvious that we are together?" I placed my hand on my hip as we reached the empty corner.
"Liv, no I'm not trying to make it obvious that we're together. I wanted to tell you something that just couldn't wait" He pleaded.
"Did something happen? I raised my eyebrows and look him in the eye. He did have a look of concern all over his face.
"It's the queen, she said her son has gotten into some trouble and needs help from someone like you. Well, not exactly her son, but her son's wife" He blankly said.
I smiled and thought to myself, OPA is finally back with some important work to do.