Chapter Ten
"How are you doing son"
Fitz looked up to find Big Jerry standing at open door of his office holding a large manila folder. He tamped down the revulsion that had now become his standard reaction to seeing his father. The days of wanting to grow up to be like Jerry Grant were long gone. He knew who and what the man who stood in front of him was. He had no desire to be anything like him.
"What are you doing here?"
"Is that anyway for a son to greet his father?"
He watched as Jerry walked across the room to the small mini bar he had in his office. The older man poured himself a generous helping of scotch. Fitz glanced over at the clock on the far wall. It was only 11am.
Big Jerry was starting to hit the bottle earlier and earlier these days.
"So, I talked to Mellie. I think I got her to come around. She should be packing up her digs in San Francisco as we speak and heading back to the Manor shortly"
Fitz remained silent watching as father took a seat across from him.
"I think the words your looking for are thank you, son. I just saved your nomination…" Jerry took a generous sip of the scotch
"Whatever you've done dad, you need to undo before the day is out. My attorneys sent over the divorce papers to Mellie and she's agreed to sign. The marriage is over. Deal with it"
"Nothing is over until I say it's over"
"Not only are Mellie and me over…but you and I are done to. You are no longer welcome in my life or my son's life. This conversation is the last one me and you will have with each other…"
"What do you think is going to happen? That what you're going to divorce Mellie, continue being Governor and then marry that little piece that's turned you into the weak piece of shit seating in front of me?" Jerry sneered. Fitz steeled his reaction. Jerry was trying to get a rise out of him, he would not be indulging him.
"So, what are you now? Are you the prostrated man who marries the woman on the side? Is that who you are?"
"I'm not discussing this with you…"
"I thought you might be stubborn about this. You are my son…" Jerry threw the envelope on the table. A gleeful look in his eyes.
"Take a look at those kiddo, you precious side piece hasn't been sitting off to the side pinning away like you have…"
Fitz looked down at the folder on his desk. He made no move to pick it up.
"Don't want to look? No problem, I'll help you out" Jerry picked up the folder and pulled out the first picture throwing it on the desk in direct view of Fitz's eyeline.
Fitz looked down at the picture, he's jaw clenching. It was Olivia and Luca eating dinner at a restaurant. Their heads close together as they laughed.
Jerry threw the next picture down. Olivia had her hand over J. Luca looking into his eyes. The next one showed them sharing a dessert, the next an intimate hug as they walked out of the restaurant…all the pictures had that…intimacy…
"So, now you know that she's spreading it around; you can stop throwing your life away and focus on what's important. The campaign.
It was the wrong thing to say.
"Get out…Get out of my house and never come back here again. I never want to hear from you again"
"Fitz…"
"What did you think this would do? Make me toe the line and go back to being your foot soldier in your all-out war to access 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue.?"
"Has this all been worth it dad? Your complete alienation of your family? You spent years treating Mom like an indentured slave, and me an extra limb on your body that you could control! All of it has backfired on you. Mom's gone and now…so are Jerry and I. You are all alone. You will have no one. All your grabs for power and you end up with nothing. I hope your happy with your life's work"
Jerry watched him
"We're done. Never come here again…."
"Your going to throw away your father and your career for a piece of ass you ungrateful…"
"GET OUT OF MY HOUSE! NOW! Before I throw you out…"
His father moved back. It was as if the strength of his voice had moved him back inches. Fitz watched the emotions play in his father's eyes and then watched the older man walk out of his office.
He sat and stared at the pictures of Olivia with Luca. He looked down at the date and time stamp. It was after…after the hallway…after he asked her out…
Damn…
Big Jerry stood on the foyer of the Manor steps…disorientated…shaken
The boy had never spoken to him like that before. Had he miscalculated….?
He had known that the pictures would upset him, that was the point…but he hadn't expected this reaction. He had expected Fitz to obey, do as he was told. Like he always did…
He couldn't lose him. He needed him. He was the only thing he had. Norah was long gone. The only people left were Fitz and little Jerry.
Mellie watched as the bastard left Fitz's house.
It must not have gone the way he wanted…he looks upset…good.
She had known where he would be by paying off the guy Jerry used. She could have used her own investigator, but she needed to know everything Jerry knew.
Jerry was stupid he had been using the same guy for years, before getting rid of him unceremoniously. The same guy that had paid her to seduce Fitz…the same guy who had told Fitz all about Jerry and her plans.
Forget about Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned…. Hell, hath no fury like a private investigator scorned…those fuckers knew where all the bodies were buried.
He had probably gone in there to throw Fitz's girlfriends indiscretions in his son's face. Jerry Grant was never a candidate for fucking father of the year…
She watched the driver of the town car open the door for Jerry. She started up her car and put into drive.
Jerry Grant had no idea, but she was about to bring down the wrath of the devil on his head…
Maybe I shouldn't wear red…
Is it a faux pas to wear red on a first date? Who cares it looks decent!
The dress did look good on her. When Fitz had called her two days ago to finalize their date she had gone online immediately and started looking for something to wear. She had a feeling that this was an important date.
Maybe this is your last first date ever…
Don't jump ahead, you'll jinx it!
She had spent hours surfing the web and then she had found it the perfect dress. It was a blood red; short sleeved Bardot wrap maxi dress that showed a whole lot of leg.
She took a deep breath as the door bell rang.
Here goes nothing…
Fitz stood outside the door of Liv's apartment. He raised his hand to knock on the door and then brought his hand back down again.
Give her a chance to explain don't fly off the handle….
The visit from Jerry earlier in the day had thrown his whole day off. The excitement in the pit of his stomach had given way to unease and despair.
He took a deep breath and knocked. She opened the door and all the air in his lungs constricted. There wasn't a word to describe…she looked amazing…
"Liv…You look…wow…"
"Thank you…. you want to come in…for a bit? They called and pushed back our reservation by an hour…."
He nodded and went in
Just remember…give her a chance to explain before flying off the handle….
Fitz was acting weird.
He was looking around her apartment like a detective without a search warrant hoping to find some incriminating evidence lying around that he could grab.
"Wine?"
"Yes"
She headed off to her kitchen where she had left a bottle open to breath…. she poured out the 2012 Opus one Napa red. Her favorite
She walked back into the den to find him still standing looking around the apartment. Not seating…like she had invited him to…
Was he trying to do leave? what's going on…?
"Fitz…is something wrong…?
He took the wine from her. She saw him start to deny that anything was wrong, but then he obviously changed his mind.
"Why…why were you out with Luca at Café Berrios last week?"
Liv's heart stopped. What in the hell….
"You're having me followed!"
"No…I am not…My father…why did you go out with him Liv?"
"How the hell do you know where I was last week? You're having me followed! How dare you!"
She put down the glass and walked to her front door pulling it open "Get out!"
He walked over and pushed the door shut
"I didn't have you followed! My father did! He had you followed and he threw the pictures in my face today! why Liv?
Olivia stood confused. His father…. why would his father have her followed?
"What the hell is your father doing having me followed?"
"He wants me to get back with Mellie…he thought the pictures would get me to drop you and go back to her…"
She looked at him still radiating hostility
"And is that what you're here to do? Drop me for being a devious cheating whore?"
"Don't call yourself that ever! Not ever…I never said it or even thought it!"
They were both quiet. Liv's heavy breathing breaking up the silence.
"Why were you with him?"
"What do you think? Do you think I was out with another man after that night? Is that what you think of me Fitz?"
"No…but I'm crazy about you…I am so fucking in love with you, the thought of you with anyone else…it makes me unhinged"
She stopped short. Her mouth open. She tried to speak but words failed her. What did he just say? He turned and looked at her. those eyes…
"That's right Liv…I'm in love with you. Utterly and completely…"
He turned around and paced.
"I wasn't going to tell you yet. It probably makes me sound like a fucking lunatic…but I don't care…" he turned to face her "…Liv I love you…"
He opened his mouth to say something else but he didn't get a chance. She came across the room and jumped into his arms before he could get it out.
She grabbed the back of his head and brought his mouth down on hers hard. She pushed her tongue into his mouth as she tried to climb up on him higher.
His brain finally kicked into gear and he grabbed a hold of her beautiful ass and held her up against him, returning the passionate kiss.
There was no lead in. They got straight to the business at hand. Getting as much of each other as they could. He kissed her until she had no breath and had to pull back to draw in air.
"Bedroom" he said. His voice sounded so different…huskier…deeper. It travelled down her spine, making her shiver.
She was ready to get back to the good stuff, so she pointed in the general direction and pulled his mouth back down to hers. He carried her off, never breaking off the kiss …eating at her like she was the last meal he would ever have. He was voracious.
Her bedroom door was slightly shut, he kicked it open and walked in placing her down on the middle of the bed and climbing on top of her, and still he didn't stop. That mouth kept on hers, tasting all that he could, demanding more...
"Fitz…"
He moved his hands down and found the wrap dress tie on the side. He pulled it open. There was a little button holding it closed on her chest. He didn't have the patience to undo it. With a yank the button popped and suddenly she lay beneath him in nothing but her panties. The dress had been too low cut to wear a bra.
"Fuck Liv…Your so fucking beautiful…so beautiful…" he bent his head down and pulled the tightened tip of her breast into his mouth.
She moaned, moved her fingers through the curls on the back of his head…she lifted her back off the bed to push herself in deeper into his mouth.
"Fitz…yes…!"
He took his time, licking at her…sucking her nipple deep into his mouth and just when she thought she couldn't take it anymore he moved over to the other, paying it the same homage.
He moved down her sternum, moved to her side and kissed down the indentation of her tiny waist, his hands moving across her smooth skin. She was so soft….
He moved down further, down her flat stomach moved to the other side. He was leaving no part of her untouched.
Olivia undulated up and down on the bed. He played her like an instrument and her moans were the sweet music he was drawing forth.
He moved back up her body …kissing his way back up her stomach, kissing her breasts, moving up to her neck where he nipped at her throat up the side of her face and put his mouth to her ear
"I want you so much…I've never wanted anything the way I want you"
Fuck…she moved her head to the side trying to locate his mouth. He helped her out by bringing it down on hers and kissing her with an intensity that scared her.
I want you to…I want you so bad…
The word flittered in her brain but she couldn't say them out loud, she didn't have the energy to do anything other than feel…feel Fitz. He moved to lay on his side beside her, he kept on kissing her. His tongue pushing into her mouth…
She felt him run his hands back down her body over her taut stomach and to the waist band of her tiny white panties. He pushed his large hand under and brushed against her silken curls.
"Liv…open for me…"
She obeyed and moved her legs apart. He slipped his fingers down in between her folds and run them up and then down. Her back arched off the bed while she gasped his name again and again.
He explored and played for an inordinately long time…never giving her what she wanted…what she needed. Finally, she gave him what he needed
"Fitz... please…please…inside me…"
Oh yeah…
He moved his down and parted soft lips before pushing his middle finger deep inside her.
"Yes...!"
Fitz had big powerful hands, his finger went in so deep…it felt so good
Fitz lay on his side watching her move against the bed arching into his hand. She clung to him…she was so tight, so soft and wet. He could come just from doing this to her…
She moaned his name again and he decided to up the game, he pulled out and then pushed back in giving her two of his thick fingers…
"Hmm…" He watched her face…watched her lick her lips and prayed he could survive. Foreplay with Olivia Carolyn Pope was more exciting than his heart could handle
He pumped his fingers in and out of her. His fingers were so wet… he couldn't wait to feel all of her on his cock…
He moved his mouth back to her ear teasing her. He wanted affirmation…needed affirmation that nobody else could do this for her
"Who else can make you this wet Livvie?" his deep voice worked its way into her ear and straight down between her legs
"No one…no one…only you…"
Hearing her say it, it made him feel like a god…it made him so thick and hard…
He pulled out his fingers and worked his way back down between her legs, he grabbed a hold of the sides of the tiny white panties and pulled them down and off her gorgeous legs.
He pried her legs apart…she felt him looking at her…His moan drifted up to her…she heard him curse and then…
"How do you taste Livvie…?" The first touch of his tongue and she screamed, arching up into the air. He fluttered his tongue all over her …no hesitation, just greed…intense need
"Fitz!" He shoved her legs higher and pushed his tongue inside her. She threw her forearm over her eyes. She wanted to darken out every other sense and just concentrate on how good he was making her feel.
The fingers of her other hand found their way down to his head. She ran her fingers through his hair before clasping him firmly and pulling him in tightly. His tongue probed inside her teasing… before he pushed it deep inside her.
He pulled his tongue out and lapped up and down her slick pussy, then pushed it back inside…over and over…still teasing…teasing
Her grip on his hair tightened. She was getting close. He could feel it, taste it…
He moved up and finally and sought out her clit, she lifted up and pushed against his mouth…she was desperate for it…which was fine with him, he was ravenous for it.
He pulled her clit into his mouth and used all his considerable talents to drive her mad. He licked it, sucked it, fluttered his tongue on it as she moved against his mouth.
He knew she didn't have far to go, her movements were quicker, needier…. more desperate. He honed in…. went in for the kill. He curled his tongue around it and suckled. He felt the tremors start in her legs. Felt the vibrations where her legs touched his shoulders. She moved against him hard and she was off like a rocket.
She made a rough sound and cried out his name.
She is so beautiful when she comes….
Liv wasn't on the planet anymore. Earth disappreared in her rearview mirror, she was floating somewhere up in the stratosphere…
She had felt the tightening low in her belly and know this was going to be a first for her. Never had she ever felt anything like this. The orgasm tore through her pulsing and throbbing through her body. Her legs shook uncontrollably. He stayed with her through it all, his mouth moving… riding it out with her so she could take what she needed.
As soon as the larger tremors eased, he sat up and began to undress. He watched her as he pulled off his clothes.
Her dress was wide open and spread about her body like a red aura surrounding her. Her legs slightly apart, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath, her breasts moving up and down…. That little strip of hair where he had just tasted heaven. He couldn't wait any longer
His clothes off, he climbed back on top of her and he moved her forearm off her face.
"Look at me Liv…Look at me"
She opened her eyes slowly. Her eyes seemed to be searching tring to recognize something after coming down to earth
"Fitz…"
"Look at me while I push inside you…. see what you do to me…"
He reached down in between their bodies lined them up perfectly and pushed in.
Liv's excitement dampened a little. Wow. He's huge…
She moved around trying to get comfortable to take him in…all of him
"All of me…Liv…all of me" his voice was harsh. It took all his strength not to push in like a battering ram. He forced himself to stay still as she moved, her tight little pussy stretching …trying to do as he asked. To take all of him…
She moved back and forth and soon he was able to get himself to the hilt. He groaned brining his forehead down to hers.
"Fuck Liv…I'm sorry I can't hold back….
He pulled out and pushed back in, the first stroke was controlled…the rest of them were not. He pumped into her like a madman…fucking her…feeling her clasp him so wet…so good
He reached down and pulled her into him higher…She lifted up and wrapped her legs around him…
Liv could only hold on. Fitz had her pinned to the bed while he jack-hammered relentlessly into her welcoming body. Every time he went in an electrical current worked its way around her body, causing her muscles to tighten to spasm…
A rough growl had escaped his throat and he had hitched her higher on him trying to go deeper, she had lifted her legs around him, wrapping them tight. She was rewarded with a deeper stroke, that had her whimpering and crying out.
The orgasm came out of nowhere tearing through her. She dug her nails into his back and lifted her hips up only to have them pushed back down into the bed with another forceful thrust from him.
Oh god…oh god…. this one was more powerful than the last one….
Fitz felt her inner muscles grasping him as she came and he almost lost it. He forced himself to slow down so he could feel each pulse…each spasm as her pussy clenched and unclenched on him.
He waited until her cries died down and started in again. He pushed and swirled around inside her. Her body was hotter now, so much slicker. He could do what he wanted…no holding back
Liv was still reveling in the nirvana of her world class orgasm when she felt a palpable change in him. She looked up and oh my…she'd never seen his eyes go dark like that...
He pulled back and spread her legs wider. He looked down where they were joined growled like an animal and went off. He gripped her thighs hard, so hard she knew she would be bruised in the morning but she didn't care.
He pulled out and slammed in so hard, her body moved up the bed. And then it began…the frenzy. He slammed into her over and over again, he took no care. His only goal the orgasm he had been holding off since pushing into her. Over and over again, it felt so good…. she was scared.
When he was close, he reached down and put his thumb on her clit, swirling it around…it was enough. She was off again and this time he joined her.
He threw his head back and came. The whole room went black as he poured into her. He felt like he was being drained of everything. Not just his come, but every fucking ounce of blood in his body. Just when he thought it was over…she would tighten on him again and he would pulse into her again in response…with deep harsh animalistic groans pouring from his throat.
He didn't know how long it was before he came back to his full senses. Time lost meaning when he was with her.
He collapsed on top of her but put his arms out so not to place all his weight on her.
They were quiet in the aftermath, each trying to process it…the power of what had just happened…
"Did you know it could be like that?" she asked when she could finally speak
"It could only be like that with you Liv…only with you…"