Fitz was nervous. Twenty-five minutes had already passed since his and Olivia's encounter in the storage closet. He stood outside of the Waldorf, ignoring the expectant looks from the valet drivers, and continued to wait in the hopes that Olivia hadn't changed her mind. Though she said she was sure, Fitz wondered whether Olivia was merely caught up in the remnants of her climax and heightened endorphins. He looked at his watch again and saw that only another minute had passed. Fitz huffed and jammed his hands into his trench coat pockets for lack of anything else to do. Ten more minutes, Fitz thought to himself. That's reasonable...right?
Just as he was about to look at his watch again, he felt a tap on his shoulder. Turning around, he found Olivia and her bright eyes gleaming up at him.
"Hi."
"Hi." Fitz grinned his crooked grin, elated that, for the second time tonight, she'd surprised him and proven him wrong.
"Sorry about the wait. My dad wanted to introduce me to a colleague of his at Columbia." She paused. "I think he was trying to play match maker, actually, now that I really think about it."
"What do you mean?" Fitz asked as he waved over two valets. He'd already taken Olivia's ticket from her, so he handed them over to the eager valets. Once done, he turned his attention and his body toward Olivia.
"I think my father was trying to set us up. But the guy seemed like a joke and a jerk. Something was off about him, he had dead eyes" Olivia explained.
"Hmmm," was Fitz's only response, so as to keep his own green-eyed monster at bay. There was no way Fitz was about to let any guy get near Olivia when it seemed like she was finally ready to give them a chance.
"Yea, but my parents are like that. I think they'd love to arrange a marriage for me if I'd let them, but there's no way in hell that's happening." Olivia shuddered at the thought.
"Hmmm" Fitz responded again, thinking of his interaction with Maya Lewis and remembering Eli Pope starring at the two of them while they danced. He could already tell that her parents would cause problems, but he figured he'd deal with them when and if the time came. Now, they stood side by side staring at the city landscape while waiting for their cars to arrive. Fitz wanted so badly to hold Olivia's hand, but held back.
"So, I should get your cell number and home address. You know, just in case we get separated," Olivia declared while pulling her phone out of her purse. She punched in the passcode and gave Fitz the go ahead, and he proceeded to give her the desired information.
"See, this is why I told you that you should have saved my cell number but you wanted to be stubborn." There was no rebuke or censure in his voice, only warm teasing.
"Yes, I should have listened to you. Next time I will." The way Olivia smiled at Fitz made him want to kiss her, and he would have had he not remembered where they were.
Just then he saw his car pull up, followed behind a midnight blue sleek Mercedes E class sedan. Olivia nodded at him when Fitz asked if that was her car. Being the gentleman that he was, he tipped both of their valets and helped Olivia into her car.
"You have the direction," Fitz began, as he spoke to Olivia through her lowered car window. If you get there before me, feel free to park your car in the visitor's space that's right next to mine. I gave you all of the info. We can meet in the lobby, ok?"
"It'll be fine, Fitz, I may look young but I'm not a little kid. I'll find my way over with no problem."
There was some heat in Fitz's eyes as he looked at her. "Believe me, Olivia, I know you aren't a little kid."
His words caused her to blush prettily in both shyness and desire as she remembered all of the ways he knew for a fact that her youthful looks disguised age and...experience. "I'll see you soon, Fitz."
"See you soon." Fitz hurried to his own car, a gunmetal Range Rover, hopped in and only waited long enough to be able to safely pull out into traffic before heading toward his Columbus Circle apartment building. As Fitz drive, he kept checking his rear view mirror to make sure Olivia was behind him. He was no longer afraid that she would change her mind, he just wanted to make sure she reached his home safely in one piece. Fitz shook his head to get rid of those thoughts - Olivia was an adult and comfortable in NYC, she'd be fine.
Time flew, and before he knew it, he was at his apartment and heading into the underground parking lot. When Fitz was first looking for an apartment to buy, Harrison had to talk him into buying a guest parking space too. Fitz thought the additional $25,000 price tag was ridiculous and a waste of money. But Harrison kept at Fitz and told him it would come in handy for when he had family or friends visiting. "Why would you make them deal with having to try and find parking on the street Fitz? Just get it, you have enough money!" Finally Fitz capitulated and was able to use his vast negotiation skills and knock $3000 of the space. Now, as he pulled into the parking lot and reached his space and saw Olivia getting out of her car having beaten him there, he was happy he shelled out the extra money for the space.
"How did you beat me here? I didn't see you pass me?" Fitz asked, walking up to her to wrap and arm around her waist to lead her toward the building's lobby.
Olivia rolled her eyes. "Let's just say I know my way around the streets of NYC."
The pair walked through the lobby, where Fitz introduced Olivia to Morris Smith, one of the night security guards. Introductions made, the made their way to the elevator bank where an empty elevator was already waiting for them. Fitz pressed 15 and the pair of them looked at each other and smiled, remembering their first elevator ride together. It wasn't long before they reached Fitz's floor and he ushered her into his apartment, taking her coat and hanging it up with his in the small foyer of his apartment.
In an effort to be polite, Fitz asked if she wanted something to eat or drink. Luckily for him, she waved off his efforts to display impeccable manners and pounced on him. Grabbing the back of his head, her fingers grasping the curls at the nape of his neck, Olivia pulled Fitz's down to hers whole meeting him halfway by standing on tip toe. Olivia felt the growl from Fitz on her lips as he returned the fervor and intensity of their kiss. Reaching down with both hands to cup her ass, Fitz picked Olivia up and she wasted no time hiking up her dress and wrapping her legs around his waist.
Walking through the small foyer, the pair ended up in the living room though neither was fully aware of their surroundings while their attention was focused on the other.
"Bedroom?" Olivia asked against Fitz's lips.
"Too far." Fitz used his peripheral vision to take account of where he was, and saw that they were in his minimally furnished living room. Thinking that this was good enough, Fitz quickly unzipped the back of Olivia's dress and un-clasped her bra. Aiding his efforts to undress them, Olivia kicked off her heels, quickly removed Fitz's tie and began unbuttoning his shirt. Olivia, proving her dexterity, fit her small hands between their bodies and deftly unbuckled and unzipped Fitz's pants. All the while they remained joined at the mouth, until Olivia's pulled away slowly, and the saliva linking them snapped.
"You're going to have to put me down so we can both get undressed." Olivia grinned at him and Fitz's heart jumped.
"If I had a mind to do so, I'd keep you in my arms and fuck you against the wall."
Olivia shivered at the thought, as she'd never had sex against a wall before.
"But the taste of you I got in the closet wasn't enough. I need more. The wall can wait another time." When Olivia agreed to the wall sex rain check, Fitz was internally elevated that there would be a next time.
Quickly Olivia unwrapped her legs from around Fitz and slid down his body. The pair proceeded to quickly rid themselves of their clothes until they were naked before each other. Fitz took in Olivia's heaving chest and puckered nipples and felt his dick stiffen further, if that were possible. He shifted his gaze to the clean and good sized rectangular table that usually housed work documents and his laptop. But not tonight.
"I'm ready to eat now," Fitz declared while motioning for Olivia to lay on the table.
"It won't break?" Olivia asked, to which Fitz responded with an emphatic "no". Though this would only be her second sexual romp with Fitz, she could tell that he liked spontaneity and adventure. Couldn't everyone use a bit more of that in their lives? After pushing the second's worth of hesitation, she lay herself on her back on the table. Fitz quickly dropped to his knees in front of her. He wrapped his hands around her firm thighs, pulled her toward his lowered face, and began feasting upon her.
"Ooooooohhhhhhh Fitz," Olivia sighed upon the first flick of Fitz's tongue against her sex. The same way Fitz couldn't forget how she tasted was the same way Olivia could not forget how skilled Fitz was with his tongue. It had to be some type of superpower. She further secured her legs on Fitz's shoulders and fisted his curly locks, keeping his talented mouth where she needed it most.
Fitz took his time, licking and tasting her all over everywhere except the bundle of nerves that Olivia wanted him to focus on.
"Fitz, stop teasing me," Olivia cried out in pleasure and frustration.
"I'm not teasing you," Fitz began, the words coming between licks of his tongue on her folds. "I just want this to last. You taste so fucking good." With that, he stiffened his tongue and inserted in her opening, moving in and out.
The ragged moan that forced itself out of Olivia's mouth on made Fitz increase his efforts.
"Fitz, I need you to..."
"What do you need me to do, baby?"
"I need..." Olivia could hardly think straight enough to get the words out.
"You're going to have to ask for what you want," Fitz stated which he continued to get his fill of her sweetness.
"...make me cum, Fitz. I can't take it anymore."
Pleased with what he heard, Fitz began to focus on her clit. He kissed, licked, sucked and nibbled at the bundle of nerves until Olivia was thrashing almost uncontrollably.
"I'm gonna cum!"
Upon Olivia's declaration, Fitz stopped all of his movements and pulled his face away from her center.
Both dazed and annoyed, Olivia leaned up, her weight on her elbows and glared at Fitz. "Why did you stop?!"
Fitz heard the annoyance in her voice but missed her glare, as he was searching the wallet he'd grabbed out of his nearby discarded pants for a condom. Luckily he found one, luckier still it hadn't passed its expiration date. He hurriedly ripped the foil and quickly slid the condom down his hardened length. Returning his attention to Olivia he responded, "because when you come, I want it to be while I'm inside you." With that he grabbed Olivia, pulling her off the table and onto the floor with him, and quickly maneuvered them so that she was on her back. Olivia spread her legs in invitation, an invitation that Fitz quickly took. He lined up his erect penis with her opening and stared at Olivia.
"Tell me what you want, baby."
"I want you to fuck me, Fitz. I need it. Please." Begging for sex was not something Olivia did, but she felt no shame in this moment.
Pleased at her response, Fitz slowly pushed into her, inch after inch. When he finally fully inside of her, they both let out sighs of contentment. Fitz started moving in and out of Olivia at a slow and leisurely pace. Though Olivia thought their joining would be hard and fast, she enjoyed the tenderness and care Fitz was exhibiting with her. It was passionate and sweet at the same time and reminded her of their second round of love making on the night they'd met. This was, of course, Fitz's intent, as he wanted to remind her that whatever there was between them then, is still here now.
Back and forth he moved against her, Olivia helping him by meeting his every stroke. The slow burn inside of her grew into a raging fire, and soon Olivia was panting Fitz's damn over and over as she arched her body and moved the legs that were wrapped around Fitz's middle even higher to deepen the penetration.
"You feel so good. Tell me you like it," Fitz demanded as the pace of his strokes increased.
"I like it, Fitz. I like it so much."
"Are you close, baby?"
"Yes, almost there. Please make me cum, Fitz!"
Fitz increased his pace even more, the sound of skin slapping on skin reverberating through the otherwise quiet living room. "Open your eyes. I want you to look at me when you cum."
Hearing the subtle plea behind the assertive demand, Olivia's eyes flickered open and stared into Fitz's, which now had the appearance of being a stormy grey. "It's happening, I'm...oooooooooooohhhhhhh" Olivia moaned as her orgasm hit her and caused her whole body to quake. The contractions around Fitz's shaft sent him over the edge soon after.
"Olivia! Fuck...Olivia Olivia Olivia Olivia..." Over and over Fitz said her name as his body jerked in his release on top of her. Hearing her first name come from his lips as he climaxed, instead of Carolyn, made this whole encounter more real and more beautiful than their first.
After their bodies stopped their shudders and their breathing went back to normal, Fitz slowly extricated himself from Olivia, and when he left her body, they both sighed at the loss of their physical joining. Standing up, Fitz held out a hand and pulled Olivia to her feet. Her hair was messier than before, due to the movement of her head back and forth against the carpet. Fitz smoothed down some of her hair and then leaned over to kiss her sweetly on the mouth.
"Stay the night. Please." Fitz eyed Olivia, still slightly wary that she would freak out and bolt again.
"Ok," was Olivia's simple response, one given with a wide and beautiful smile.
It didn't take them long before they were cleaned up and spooned against each other in Fitz's king size bed. This was only the second time that Fitz had slept with his arms wrapped around Olivia, and his body had gotten so used to it already. He could see himself sleeping peacefully this way, wrapped around Olivia Carolyn Pope, for a long time. So when Fitz woke up the next morning to an empty bed he, once again, had his hopes and dreams dashed.
A/N: Sorry the update took an extra week. Those who know me know that I have had a trying few weeks at work. I hope you enjoyed the update and choose to drop me some reviews! xoxo
