When Fitz finally made it back to his office his mind was on anything but work. He had far better things to think about, like Olivia and their little office tryst for instance. It was just something about her that amazed him. She got under his skin in the right way. He was afraid that if they kept on he might not ever want to let her go. But, that thought also brought some excitement. He felt like for once he might be able to find happiness with a woman who was genuine. That was a first. Sure his mother genuinely loved him but that wasn't the same. In all honesty he could've had something with Mellie if he hadn't allowed his weaknesses to be used as a weapon against him and also if she hadn't tried to use them against him. He didn't blame her though. She had developed it as a defense mechanism from her childhood. They both had horrible fathers she just learned to cope with hers a little better. That's one thing he admired about Mellie and Olivia, they were fierce women and you didn't dare want to go up against them. They'd have the strongest men walking away whimpering with their tail between their legs.

But that same fire could heal the most broken spirit and Olivia seemed determined to do just that. All he had to do was let her in. It was simple when you really thought about it. He wanted to be able to cast his fears away in that instant and storm in her office and sweep her off her feet and let her know he was all in, that she was his. At the same time, he was so tired of being willing to give his all and then being told his all wasn't good enough. That his all wasn't worth enough. For once it was nice to let someone else invest all of their time, at least then he knew his all might be worth something. And he desperately needed his all to be worth something for Olivia. He'd be crushed if it weren't. Something told him he had nothing to worry about, his heart was safe in Olivia's hands; she was the Queen of Hearts.


These thoughts were still going thru his mind as he made his way to an office meeting. When he walked in Olivia was already there, looking as beautiful as ever and wonderfully sated. He wondered if anyone knew what had taken place only an hour before and that he was the reason for her glow. That thought alone gave his ego a boost and he smirked to himself. Normally they would sit next to each other since it was no secret that they were good friends but he couldn't risk being near her knowing what she sounded like as she called his name in the throes of passion or how her faced looked as she came. He was a man after all.

As the meeting started he found his eyes drifting over to her. But she was so engrossed in what was being said that she didn't notice. He took that opportunity to admire the fullness of her lips but that only made him think of how snug her mouth felt wrapped around him. His eyes drifted to her cute little nose but then he remembered how it scrunched up when she was coming. And her eyes, she had the most beautiful brown eyes it was like staring into a chocolate river. They would shine so brightly when she was talking about a topic that she was passionate about and when they were filled with desire they took on a dark almost devilish gleam. Focus Fitz, he admonished himself. He had no clue whatsoever what was going on around him and he prayed that he wasn't called on because he'd obviously make a fool of himself.


Olivia had been waiting to see Fitz walk into the room. The way he placed his foot down with each step was like a king coming to address his peasants. God if she didn't love that walk. She could practically feel her ovaries explode from that alone. When he sat down she noticed his muscles bulge against his shirt and she wanted to trace every single chiseled ab with her tongue. His hands were placed on the table and she remembered how big and strong they felt caressing her skin. He was absentmindedly playing with a pin and she could almost feel his nimble digits playing her body like his favorite instrument. If she weren't so classy she'd jump across the table and into his lap right then and there.

She knew she needed to focus but when you were facing a man like Fitzgerald Thomas Grant the Third anything remotely sensible went out of the window…right along with your clothes of course. She was praying no one asked for her opinion on anything because she didn't know what the hell was going on.


Just then they both looked up and made eye contact. Their connection made them both inhale sharply, drawing a few curious glances from other people. They didn't seem to notice or they just didn't care. Eventually he looked away first and that's when Olivia decided to play a little game with him. She leaned back slightly to see where his legs were placed and was delighted to find they were stretched out right in front of her. She scooted back up to the table and placed her chin on one hand as the other traced circles onto the tabletop, trying to appear as though nothing was going on. She slipped off her heels and lightly traced one foot up his leg. She saw him swallow but he didn't look up, he knew it was her.

The second time she went higher, reaching his knee. His leg jerked slightly but still remained in the same spot. Scooting a little closer to the table she decided to see how far her little leg would reach. She came about mid-thigh before she realized she couldn't go any further. He must have liked it and wanted her to continue because this time it was him who scooted closer. Now she could reach his crotch. She used her toe to tease him. He loosened his tie a little, looking a little dazed. She smiled to herself. She had him. When she felt his cock twitch he reached down and grabbed her foot. He needed her to stop or he would lose control all over himself. She looked at him with a pout until his eyes made their way to hers swiftly. She mouthed, "I want you to cum for me again."

He didn't know what to do. He wanted to release himself as well but then they'd be stuck in the conference room until everyone left. He didn't know why but she seemed to love taking him to the edge in a room full of people. It's like she got off on it. Well, he thought, who am I to stop her?

He finally released her foot. But first, he unzipped his pants slowly and took himself out. When she realized it she pretended to drop something under the table and went to retrieve it. She slowly crawled over to him and licked his shaft from the base to the tip three times before reemerging in her seat. He narrowed his eyes at her. She definitely didn't play nice and he loved it.

She placed her foot back in his lap and ran it up and down his cock. His eyes were almost about to roll back in his head but he had to try and focus. Soon he was close to coming, she could tell by how red his ears were. He started coughing to keep from moaning. Thankfully the meeting was ending and they let everyone else leave before them. When the last person left, giving them a strange look, he finally let go and released all over her foot. She giggled before grabbing a couple of tissues and cleaning herself up.

He wheezed, "What are you trying to do to me woman, kill me? That's three times in one day!"

"I'm just having a little fun. Blondes aren't the only ones who can ya know," she replied with a wink. "So I was thinking, tomorrow we should go on a date. What do you think?"

"That's nice and all but shouldn't I, the man, be asking you out?"

"Yes, you should but you don't seem inclined to do it anytime soon so I'm helping you out. I'm doing it for you," she smiled.

He just shook his head. This woman was something else. "Do I get to choose the restaurant or are you going to do that too? What about dessert? I think I want what I've been having these past couple of days."

"You can and as for dessert, you can have it any way you want it…with whatever toppings you want as well."

"Well I think you have yourself a date. Pick me up at 8 and please try not to be late," he joked.

He had just finished making himself look decent before he got up and walked out. Olivia was already making plans to take a trip to Victoria Secret to get something nice to wear.

I just love making Liv this sexually confident woman. To me there's nothing wrong with owning your sexuality, it's one of women's most powerful weapons. But that could just be me. Anywho, Fitz is slowly making progress. Do you think it's just the sex? I know that's how some men really express themselves. Are they moving too fast or not fast enough? Let me know your thoughts in a review. Oh and Happy Fourth of July! Do you guys have any plans? I know I do.