Since the boys arrived in Greece two days ago Liv hadn't seen head nor tail of Frankie or Harrison. Granted she'd been busy and any free time she did have she spent it with Fitz, but she at least expected to see her for dinner or even respond to her texts with more than one word. She assumed that her sister was just giving them alone time but what was the fun of having hot sex if you couldn't share it with your best friends?
"Have you talked to Harrison or Frankie?" It was Sunday and Liv had nothing planned for the day. She decided that she wanted to spend the morning in bed and Fitz agreed, willingly, to join her. So there they were, snuggled up together, her head resting on his chest as he stroked her back.
"No. Come to think about it I haven't seen them since dinner a few nights ago."
"Me either. I know their alive because Frankie at least responds to my texts but she won't answer when I call, same for Harrison."
"Maybe they're giving us alone time?"
"Please, Frankie likes to hear all of the dirty details about you and me so alone time isn't something she would give me."
"You and Frankie talk about us?"
"Yes. Harrison too…"
"Livvie." Fitz groaned "That's not something I want Harrison to know."
"Why not? He's my best friend and adopted brother so he gets all the dirty details just like Frankie. Whether he wants them or not." She giggled as Fitz rolled his eyes.
"In that case maybe it's best that you haven't seen them." Fitz said before rolling them over, him on top resting comfortably between her legs as he kissed her deeply. Liv's heart fluttered at the action. It was something he did that sent her body into overdrive. She would instantly ache for him. Her fingers raked through his sleep ridden curls, she could feel herself getting lost in him and she needed to control the situation if they were going to do anything semi productive today.
"If we're going to go find Frankie and Harrison and force them to hang out with us I'm going to need you to stop doing that." She whispered against his lips.
"Doing what?" He said playfully. He knew very well what he was doing. He knew she couldn't resist him and once he kissed her like he'd just done, running his hands over her naked body. He smiled wickedly and without warning, he reached down and pulled her legs up, tossing them over his shoulders as his hardening member pressed directly into her core.
"Fitz." She gasped loudly as a wave of sensations washed over her body.
"Tell me you want me to stop. If you say stop I'll go take a cold shower and we'll go look for the dynamic duo." He mumbled into her neck as he burned a trail of wet kisses along her sensitive spot there. Her only response was a moan and he knew then that they would be staying in bed a while longer.
It was just after one in the afternoon when Liv made her way over to the house that was located only a few dozen feet away from where theirs was. It didn't have a great view of the ocean but the view of the mountainous terrain more than made up for that. It was larger than their house, two stories verses their one, and there was a pool located off the back of it on the upper deck. She walked up to the front door and knocked a few times, no answer. She knew they were there, Frankie's car was still in the driveway and there was music coming from the house. She tried the door knob and realized that it was unlocked.
"Frankie?" She called as she walked into the house. No response.
"Harrison? Where are you guys?" Liv called again as she moved through the house. She knew they probably couldn't hear her because the music was extremely loud. She roamed through the house, bopping her head to the music as she looked around. She walked up the stairs and at the top of the landing there was a shirt, Harrison's shirt to be exact. Not too far away from that were a pair of lacey underwear and a pair of men's jeans. She paused at the top of the stairs, eyes wide as she took in the carelessly thrown clothing.
"Oh my God." She whispered under her breath. She tried to turn and leave, to pretend that she was just imagining things but then she herd it. The distinct sounds of moans and heavy panting. "They're sleeping together?" She said to herself in disbelief. Her sister and their best friend, the man who'd become like a brother to them, were sleeping together. She wanted to run, to get out of this house of fornication but she couldn't. Her body kept moving forward, curious to see if it was real. Were they really having sex or was it someone else panting and moaning? Maybe her sister was with another guy? Maybe Harrison had a girl over?
"Harrison, oh…" Was said loudly accompanied by a series of high pitched moans and the sound of a body hitting the wall over and over and over… "Frankie you're so tight, baby." Liv rolled her eyes in disgust. It was them. She continued to the slightly ajar door of the room they were defiling and without any hesitation opened it completely. As soon as she walked in she regretted it. There they were, up against a wall. Harrison completely naked thrusting with abandon into Frankie whose skirt was hiked up high on her waist, legs wrapped tightly around him and her face contorted in pleasure.
"Oh God, Ew." She said out loud. All movements stopped. A look of horror and embarrassment passed over their faces but they were more or less too shocked to move. Liv just stared at them. Her face was blank but her eyes bore into them as she looked at them in the most compromising of positions for an extremely uncomfortable amount of time before turning on her heels and walking out of the room.
"Damn it." They both uttered as they watched her leave.
"I don't understand the big deal." Fitz said as they sat out on the overlook eating lunch. Liv scoffed and looked at him with a veil of annoyance.
"The big deal is that things will change! What happens when they don't work out? What happens when Harrison puts his foot in his mouth or cheats on her? We've known Harrison most of our lives and we know how he's treated his girlfriends in the past. Hell, he just got out of a long term relationship. I don't want Frankie to be the rebound. She is much more than that and deserves better than that."
"Who's to say that Harrison won't change for Frankie? He has known Frankie and they've been friends so they already know what they're getting in to. They are adults who made and adult decision to start a relationship. We don't even know how far that relationship goes. Maybe they're just fuck buddies?" Fits said with a smile and Liv rolled her eyes at the suggestion. They sat in silence for a moment while Fitz watched Olivia's mind work and process everything. He debated on whether or not he should tell her about the time he caught them in the kitchen. Maybe it would help her to decide where they were in their relationship. Suddenly there was a snicker of laughter that brought him out of his thoughts.
"Livvie?" Fitz said, confusion etched across his face. She covered her mouth and tried to compose herself.
"What's so funny?"
"They are! Baby you should have seen their faces when I walked in on them. That's all I can see… and Harrison's naked ass." She giggled. Fitz smiled and chuckled at her.
"I can't believe you walked in on them."
"I couldn't help it! The music was blaring but Frankie was so loud that you could hear her over the music. I was drawn to it like a moth to a flame."
"You're a nosy one."
"I am." She smiled as she sipped on her tea.
"So you're not upset or…?"
"No. I'm not upset. I just- I hope it works out. Frankie and Harrison are my family and I want them to be happy. If this makes them happy, so be it." She said as she got up from her seat and walked over to Fitz.
"Let's go for a swim." She smiled.
"Let me go change and we can go."
"Hmmm I was thinking more along the lines of skinny dipping. Private beach, sunny day, hot boyfriend, naked hot boyfriend." She giggled as she pulled off her romper exposing her nearly naked body, only a lacy thong covering her. Fitz smiled slyly and started to strip. Before he could get his boxers off Liv had started off down the stairs leading to the beach. Fitz watched the swish of her hips, her perfect skin glistening in the sunlight. He sighed contently and followed behind her. "This woman is going to be the death of me." He thought to himself.
"Fitz!" Liv screamed as he lifted her up out of the water and over his head.
"Say it again or I'm throwing you in." He laughed and she smiled down at him trying to contain her laughter.
"Livvie?" He questioned in a singsong tone. She giggled as she conceded.
"Alright! Alright, you win. Yes, I will move in with you!" She shouted. He smiled wildly and tossed her back into the water, her squeal echoing. When she came back up from the depths she sank she immediately splashed water into his face. She got in a few good splashes before he grabbed her hands and pulled her close to his body.
"Are you serious about this?" He asked as he wrapped his arms tightly around her middle.
"Yes. I am. But only on one condition."
"Anything."
"I'm keeping my loft. I won't be living in it but I need to have a space where I can work and be alone to do so."
"Babe, that's fine with me. As long as you come home to me, that's all I care about." He said with a wicked smile. She kissed him deeply, the taste of the salt water on his lips making her smile.
"I can't believe you bought that property. It's massive and way too big for two people."
"Well…" Fitz said quietly.
"Well what?" she said lightly, raking a hand through his wet curls.
"Well I was hoping that, you know after few years and the time is right, that maybe we could have a few kids?" He questioned not really knowing her position on the subject of kids and out of fear that she might think he was moving too quickly. She only looked at him, her eyes searching.
"I know we- I just, I don't see the rest of my life without you in it. I hope to marry you some day and have a family with you because you're my everything and I…" He was caught off by her lips. She kissed him desperately and lovingly. Everything she felt was poured into that kiss. Her fears, her joy, her hopes for the future. Their future. A sense of calm washed over him. She wanted to be in his life, she wanted kids and a family. She wanted a future with him and in that moment he couldn't want for anything more.
The sun was beginning to set when the two love birds made it back up to the house. They took a shower together, washing away the salt and the sand that had made it's way into unwanted areas. They took their time bathing each other and making out like teenagers until the water started to turn cold. After getting dressed they headed to the kitchen only to find Harrison and Frankie making dinner there.
"Hey guys!" Fitz said cheerfully as he sauntered into the kitchen pulling Olivia willingly behind him.
"Yo Fitz!" Harrison called over his shoulder as he attended to the two chickens we was de-boning. "I'm glad you're here. Can you help me with these?"
"Sure. What are we making tonight?"
"My famous chicken stew."
"Oh, my favorite!" Liv said as she walked up next to Harrison.
"Liv! Hi. Uh, yeah your favorite." Harrison said as he eyed her cautiously. He couldn't tell if she just putting on a front or if she was holding in everything for later. She seemed fine and happy. She smiled and walked over to the table where Frankie was sitting, sipping on a large glass of red wine. She looked up when she saw Olivia sit and slid over the bottle that she'd been working on. Liv poured herself a glass and took as large sip. They sat silently for a moment but Frankie, in need of speaking with her sister, grabbed Liv's hand and pulled her out of the kitchen. Liv followed her outside onto the overlook. They stood in silence for a moment but Frankie suddenly downed her glass of wine and sat it on the table.
"Frankie?" Liv asked out of concern. She'd never seen her sister down a drink like that, even when she broke up with her longtime boyfriend two years ago. She moved to get closer to her sister but Frankie put up a hand and stopped her before she took a deep breath and said everything that was on her mind.
"Liv I know how much you love me and Harrison is like a brother to you, but he means more to me. I know what you're going to say, he's family and what happens when it doesn't work out, but Liv I love him. We've loved each other for such a long time but we were both too stubborn and pigheaded to do anything about it. Well there was this one time, one amazing time when you were at school, but that was it. We never spoke of it again but, he left her. He left her because he couldn't pretend to want to live a life where I wasn't his wife. So we're together. Please don't be upset. I love you. We both do and we don't know what we'd do without you." Frankie was almost blue in the face when she finished her speech.
"Are you finished?" Liv asked as she walked over to here Frankie was standing.
"Yes." She said somewhat impishly.
"Good. Frankie." Liv sighed as she took her sisters hand. "I don't care that you're sleeping with Harrison." Frankie's shocked look made Liv giggle.
"Wait? Really?" She said somewhat breathlessly.
"No. I mean, yes it concerns me because I don't know what to do if you guys break up but what if you are meant to be? Who am I to stop you guys?" Frankie smiled brightly and pulled Liv into a hug. Frankie let out a long sigh of relief.
"Okay then." She said as she pulled back. "Now, how did Fitz take the news of you possibly working with Marcello?"
"He was fine with it. He did say that he would show Marcello who I belong to now." Liv couldn't help but smile. Frankie's face scrunched in distaste for the word "belong".
"Belong? What are you, property? That seems a little possessive." Liv looked at her wide eyed.
"You know Fitz isn't like that." Frankie shrugged her shoulders as Liv gave her a light slap on the arm.
"Yeah, okay."
"Although he does get very possessive in bed which is..." She trailed off with a smile as a tingle shot through her spine at the way he could work her body.
"Okay, eww. No nasty sex talk please and thank you." Liv laughed and hooked her sister's arm in hers as they slowly started towards the house.
"Okay. But you can't talk about sex with Harrison. I've already seen and heard way too much." Frankie blushed and buried her face in her free hand.
"Please, please forget you saw or heard anything. I am traumatized."
"Don't worry I am trying to forget but this image is burned into my corneas! I'm gonna need a lot more wine and a couple rounds of fantastic sex to get that out of my head". Both women giggled as they walked back into the house to enjoy dinner.
The rest of the week went smoothly. Olivia, being that she was there for work, spent the rest of the week finishing up her portraits and crating them with Frankie and Harrison so they could be shipped to Spain. Fitz used his alone time to get a massive chunk of his book done and making calls to his family and friends back in the states. He was surprised he hadn't heard from Cyrus in more than a few days so he called the old man to make sure things were okay.
"Fitzgerald." Cy answered tersely.
"It's great to hear from you too Cy. How are things state side?"
"Fine, no thanks to you. By the way I got your email of the first five chapters of your book last night. I haven't had a chance to read them yet but I'll get to it once I get to the office."
"Take your time, Cy. I have chapters six through ten but I haven't had a chance to edit them myself yet."
"How long are you planning to make this fucking thing?" Cy asked as if he was in pain.
"Cy it's only going to be twelve chapters, fifteen minimum. What's the big deal? You've been hounding me for months and I'm finally almost done."
"The big deal is that when I looked at the amount of pages that were in chapters one through five I thought that you had finished the book. Fitz it's over three hundred pages of material already! What the hell are you writing, your memoirs?"
"No. I mean. I don't know. They're a collection of thoughts and different things that have happened on my journey for inspiration. A bulk of it recaps my travels and the remainder is about my life here."
"What life there? Fitz, you don't have a life there. Your whole point to this world excursion was to find an inspiration, a muse, and then come back here and run this company! You are not going to throw that away. Your father…"
"My father is an egotistical asshole who doesn't know a damn thing about me or what I want to do. I could care less about running that fucking company. Let someone else do it and then let me live my life. I'm a writer, a damn good one at that. My father, talented though he may be, has nothing to offer me that is of any substance that could make me leave and take over that company." Fitz was irritated. He hated discussing his father and Cyrus knew that. He knew that he was expected to take over Grant Publishing, he was reminded of it every single day of his life when he was still living in NYC.
"Fitzgerald…"
"No. I'm fucking done with this shit. I don't want to hear any more about this. I'll email you the rest of the chapters when I'm done editing them." Fitz hung up the phone and took a deep breath as he sat down on the bed. Burring his head in his hands, he let out a sigh of frustration that was all too familiar when it came to discussing his father. He sat for a few minutes, trying to center himself. He hated that discussing his father brought out his temper, it was something he hated that he couldn't control.
"Fitzgerald you were born to run this company. You can pretend all you want that you aren't a part of this family, a part of this empire but you will learn. You will learn that once you are of age, once you're ready you will be head of this company."
"No, BJ. No. I will not be the King of this fucking hell hole. The Grant Empire can go fuck itself." All Fitz heard was the smack. His face stung and he could taste blood. He should have been used to it. BJ, for most of his life, had been aggressive. Verbally abusive mostly but when he wasn't getting his way, when things were difficult, he used his sheer strength. The back-handed slap was a bitch move and Fitz laughed it off as he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"Fuck you BJ." He said as he walked out of his father's office, slamming and shattering the massive glass door behind him. That was almost fifteen years ago.
Fitz shook his head, breaking himself out of the bad memories. He hadn't spoken to his father, not directly, since then. He took a look at his watch, it was almost seven and Olivia was due home in only three hours. Tonight was date night and even though he'd promised they'd make a night of it but he didn't want to share her. They'd barely seen each other this past week between her working and running around all day and him staying up all hours of the night writing. There were a few quick but very hot make out sessions in-between but they hadn't spoken, not really, in days. He decided to come up with a romantic evening: candles, music, the ocean, and them.
When Olivia arrived home later that evening the house was dark. She was confused, they had made plans for this evening. "Where is he?" She said as she walked into the house.
"Fitz?" She called out but was greeted with silence. She sat down her purse and whipped out her cell phone. She was just dialing his number when she heard footsteps behind her. Not just any footsteps, they were his. Distinctly his. Like a predator, circling for the kill. She could smell his cologne, manly and intoxicating.
"Livvie." His baritone voice sent chills down her spine. She turned around to face him, he was close. So much closer that she thought. She smiled up at him, only able to make out the outline of his features.
"Hi." She said softly as she stood on her tip toes and wrapped her arms around his neck.
"Hi." He leaned in and gently pressed his lips to hers. The kiss, slow and passionate, sending them both into a state of bliss. His tongue grazed her lips and she opened her mouth in kind. Inviting him in. Scotch. He tasted distinctly of scotch and it was a rare thing, him drinking the brown liquid but when he did, oh when he did the taste of him was something she could get addicted to. She moaned into his mouth as the after burn of the liquid imprinted itself on her lips. Bliss at its finest.
"You taste like scotch." She whispered against his lips. He hummed in agreement and pulled back slightly from her embrace.
"I had a somewhat stressful conversation with Cyrus about an hour ago." His tone is light but she knows that he's been under pressure. She knows that she has been a distraction for him, and he for her but their work takes almost twice as long as it used to before their relationship took off. Liv could finish a sketch in less than a day usually, but with Fitz around or even when he wasn't it took her almost three. Her mind would cloud and thoughts of him would fill her brain.
"What are you thinking about?" Fitz whispred in her ear, dragging her out of her thoughts. She smiled a small smile, one that barely reached her eyes.
"I was just thinking that I've been keeping you away from your work. We've both been so caught up in each other and I know how important it is that you finish your book. Maybe we sho-"
"No. We are not taking a break or spending some time apart." He said sternly.
"Fitz?"
"No Olivia. My stress has nothing to do with you-with us. My book is actually almost done so you can stop overthinking." Liv furrowed her brow at his admission.
"Then what is it?" Fitz leaned in and captured her lips softly.
"Nothing that you need to concern yourself with. Everything is fine and now would you please stop worrying and let me get back to sweeping you off of your feet?" His smile was genuine and bright, she couldn't help but smile in return.
"Sweeping me off my feet, huh? I was under the impression that you'd already done that." She said breezily as she moved from his embrace. Fitz chuckled and watched as she seductively swayed her hips as she walked towards the bedroom.
"Where are you going?"
"I'm going to wash up and change. I've been in this all day. I'm dirty and covered in charcoal and paint, so."
"I love it when you're dirty and covered in paint. It's so sexy." He said as he continued to watch her ass as she walked away.
"Tough. I'm changing. Now if you want to join me…?" She trailed off, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively as she looked over her shoulder.
"Oh, I'd love to but I have a lovely surprise dinner waiting for the love of my life in the dining room so I need her to hurry up and change." He winked at her as a smile spread across her face. A smile that could light up a room and steal your heart.
"What is it?" She practically squealed.
"You'll find out soon. So hurry up!" With that she scurried to their room and changed. Ten minutes later she was walking out down the hall towards the dining room. There was a soft glow bouncing off the walls, candles.
"Wow." She gasped as she walked into the space. Candles surrounded the dining room on every surface. There was no table in the room, but a bunch of pillows and cushions were laid out on a bed of blankets that had a pick nick basket nestled in the center.
"Do you like it?" Fitz asked as he walked around the corner carrying a bouquet of wild flowers. She smiled brightly and nodded her head in response.
"What's in the basket?"
"Food." Liv rolled her eyes causing Fitz to chuckle.
"I made your favorite. We have broiled lemon and herb chicken, roasted asparagus, orzo pasta with mushrooms, and fried polenta and parmesan cakes." Liv couldn't hide the excitement on her face.
"And for dessert?" Fitz smiled as he leaned into her. His lips were hovering over hers. So very close.
"I was hoping that you would be my dessert." She could still smell the scotch on him and a familiar sensation began to build in her gut. She could feel her knees starting to go weak and she knew that if he kissed her there would be no chance of stopping things from escalating. She licked her lips and he hummed in approval before stepping back and taking her hand.
"C'mon let's eat."
"Fitz!" She called out as her orgasm washed over her. They'd barely made it through dinner when Olivia moved from her spot on the blanket and straddled Fitz. She tried, oh how she tried to not look at him during dinner. But he was being difficult. Touching her, little touches that would burn into her skin. A graze on her arm, or on her knee. Placing his hand on her exposed thigh as he leaned in to kiss her temple. Licking his lips as he ate, something so natural but so fucking sexy when he did it.
Fitz knew what he was doing. The air was thick with sexual tension, he'd planned it that way. He knew that touching her the way that he was and licking his lips would turn her on. He wanted her just as much as she wanted him but he knew they wouldn't last long. He was right because here he was, head buried between her legs as he lapped up every drop of her juices as she exploded on his tongue. Three times. She'd already had three orgasms and he wasn't anywhere near done with her.
"Fitz, I need you inside of me. Please. Please baby." She was almost desperate. Fitz was a master of oral arts and she could let him stay down there all night, but she needed him deep inside of her. She needed to feel him release. Fitz kissed his way up her naked body as she writhed underneath him.
"You're going to be the death of me, Fitz." She said breathily as she pulled his face to hers, kissing him deeply. She could taste herself on his lips, a heady experience. She nipped at his bottom lip and soothed them with her tongue. A moan escaped her swollen lips when Fitz placed himself at her entrance, playing between her lips. Gliding his shaft easily along her slick heat. Olivia's eyes rolled back as he continuously glided over her clit. She found herself grinding her hips into him, she was so close and every glide of his shaft brought her even closer.
"Fuck, Olivia you're so wet." Fitz managed to grit through his teeth. He needed to be inside of her. He knew that teasing her would turn him on but he was suffering. She was soaked and he could just imagine her pulsing around him. He quickly aligned himself at her entrance and penetrated her swiftly.
"God! Oh fuck!" Liv screamed as she felt him fill her. He was deep. Buried to the hilt and she couldn't control the extreme waves of sensations that were attacking her at once. He'd managed to find her spot over and over again as he slowly moved inside of her. She bit down on his shoulder as she moans increased. He could feel her walls pulsing around him. She clenched her walls and Fitz growled in response. He picked up speed, thrusting wildly into her. Her breath was ragged and her moans were becoming more frequent. She wrapped her legs tightly around him and pulled him closer. Melding their bodies. Fitz devoured her mouth, taking in her moans like they were the most precious thing on earth. Her nails raked down his back and down to his ass. Fitz's powerful thrusts sent her over the edge with a silent scream, her orgasm pulling him over the edge right after her.
They were sweaty and sated as they laid tangled in each other's arms, breath slowly evening out, gentle kisses being pressed into skin. Love.
"Thank you." Liv whispered against his chest. Fitz looked down at her and smiled.
"And what exactly are you thanking me for?" Liv giggled, she knew what he meant. "Well yes, thank you for that. Times four but that's not exactly what I meant. Thank you for loving me. For putting up with my random and with Frankie and Harrison."
"No. Thank you. Harrison and Frankie are more family to me that the actual family that I have. And thank you for loving me. I was so lost before you waltzed into my life and I don't know what I'd do without you." Fitz said and kissed her sweetly. She smiled as he pulled back slightly and stared into her beautiful eyes.
"I love you, Olivia." He smiled as he traced her lips with his thumb.
"I Love you too." She moved to kiss him but he sat up and smiled, a twinkle in his eye.
"What?"
"I forgot I have a chocolate tart in the fridge. What say you to moving this party to the kitchen with the rest of the wine?" Liv smiled and put out a hand for assistance. Fitz grabbed her hand but when her pulled her up he swung her over his shoulder in a fireman's hold and she squealed in delight.
"I get first bite!" She yelled and Fitz smacked her lightly on the ass.
"Anything you want, baby." He chuckled as they made their way to more dessert.
I know. I know! Its been forever BUT I did it. I updated. Haha! The happy couple is happy and everything is running smoothly, thus far. Hopefully Cyrus and BJ will leave Fitz alone to be happy with Olivia, but we'll see. Anyway, THANK YOU FOR READING! Xoxo
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