A/N: And I'm back with another one. I was going to take a break from writing but I figured why not do it now while I still can because we all know college leaves you with no life whatsoever. This one is dedicated and inspired by a good friend of mine, Tesa. Hope you like it boo, and you guys too. While you're at it check out her profile BrandNewT. Promise you won't regret it. Hopefully I did this chapter justice and if not then I apologize. Enjoy and Follow!

Today was Fitz's 40th birthday and upon Olivia's encouragement, they were going to go out to a new nightclub in town. It was more sophisticated than most so they didn't have to worry about being surrounded by a bunch of drunks. They were in their master bedroom getting dressed side by side. He had on black suit pants with a crisp white shirt. He was adjusting his bow tie in the mirror. Olivia was still in a matching red lace panty and bra set. She couldn't decide if she wanted to wear her black dress that was also lace or if she wanted the backless one that left little to the imagination and made you question if she had on the thinnest pair of underwear or none at all. She felt like being a daredevil that night so she chose her backless one.

She slipped it on and started applying her makeup when Fitz turned his head and saw the lack of clothing. His movements stopped as he eyed her with a look on his face. She was taking out her rollers when he moved closer to her. His voice was low, "What are you wearing? Or should I ask what aren't you wearing?"

"You like?"

He just grunted. He liked it but he didn't like the fact that every other man with a set of eyes and a pair of balls would undoubtedly like it as well. He traced his fingertip down the curve of her spine and watched as she shivered. She told him to stop so that she could finish getting dressed but he wouldn't listen. He placed both hands on the counter on each side of her so she couldn't move and he used his tongue to trace her spine. Right at the curve of her ass, he placed soft kisses in her back dimples.

She tried to act like he wasn't affecting her but he knew her body better than she did most days. He knew exactly what he was doing and how she felt.

"I thought you wanted to get out of here?" she asked.

"The only thing I want to get out is my cock and you out of that dress."

"Naughty boy," she teased.

"I can show you naughty way better than I can tell you. Let me spell it out for you with my talented tongue on your special place."

She just laughed as she put the finishing touches on her hair and went to grab her heels from the closet. He watched her step into them and wondered how she managed to walk in them so effortlessly. He didn't want to be late since they hired a driver in case they got wasted, so he hurried and tried to fix the one curl on his forehead that never seemed to cooperate while she did the strap on her shoes.

She palmed his crotch as she passed him on the way out of the bathroom saying, "Baby, come on before we're late."

He grabbed her hand before she got too far away and pulled her to him. The look in his eyes let her know they were going to have a little pre-party fun before they got to the club. In the car they snapped a couple of pictures to put on Instagram so their friends could see.

The lights were down low enough to give it an intimate feel but they could still see each other. That's when Olivia got an idea. Fitz was always handsome but tonight there was something about him that made her want to throw all of her morals out of the window right along with her panties.

She scooted over by the window. Fitz noticed the distance and he didn't like it so he scooted over next to her again. But she held out her hand before he could get too close. She hiked up her dress and placed both legs across his lap. He raised his eyebrow until he saw that she was sliding her panties down her legs. He helped her remove them and dangled them on one finger in front of his face, inhaling her scent. She was turned on watching him become aroused at her smell. She tried to grab them but he grabbed them with his teeth. He wasn't going to let them go and since they were kind of expensive she didn't want to rip them. When she released them he placed them on the seat next to him.

She lowered her dress and tried to act normal but he couldn't focus knowing that she was sitting next to him with no underwear. Casually, he placed his hand behind her and ran it down her back until she he reached the top of her ass, which was peeking out of her dress. His eyes were straight ahead when he reached into her dress. She squirmed and looked at him but he was still facing forward. Just then he started making conversation with the driver.

She moved his hand out of her dress. He changed tactics and placed it under the front of her dress. He was rubbing his hand up and down her thigh, inching his way higher. She cleared her throat as she felt her pussy start to tingle. He could feel her wetness on her thighs. He still wouldn't touch her. She decided to lean against the door and angle herself so that he could but it didn't work. So she grabbed his hand and put it right where she wanted him. They both stroked her clit. Her other hand worked the strap of her dress until one breast was exposed. That got his attention.

The driver looked back there curiously when he noticed that Fitz was no longer talking. He was straining his neck trying to get a visual on what was going on. Fitz had leaned over and took her breast into his mouth. She was moaning softly trying to hold his head in place. When she turned her head and managed to open her eyes she made eye contact with the driver. She pushed Fitz off of her, trying to regain her composure. She didn't need their driver to get a free show.

Fitz was frowning as he had been enjoying his treat and the sounds she was making. Before he could protest she slid off of the seat onto her knees and told him to tell the driver to let up the partition. He didn't seem to be listening, her face was right at his crotch. It wasn't until he realized she wasn't moving that he registered what she said. His voice was hoarse when he did what she said.

Satisfied, she unzipped his pants. His hands moved to grip her arms in preparation for what she was about to do next. She was teasing his cock with tiny licks but he wanted more. His hands found their way into her hair and tried to gently push her down but she wouldn't budge. His hips involuntarily thrust into the air once her mouth was on him again. Finally, she took him into her mouth. She could do a couple of tricks with her tongue and he was loving every minute of it. When she started stroking him she saw her panties on the seat and picked them up. She wrapped the fabric around his length and continued to stroke him. The feeling of her lace and knowing that it had just been covering her most intimate part a few moments before drove him over the edge. He came hard, getting most of it on her panties but some managed to get on her dress. He was covered in her lipstick from tip to base and even his thigh. The little lipstick that managed to remain on her lips was smudged. They both looked a mess.

He was panting as he tried to catch his breath. She tried to get back on the seat and fix her dress but he moved on top of her. He licked her ear as he whispered, "I want to fuck you. Right now, right here."

And he ripped her dress in two. That's better, he thought. He needed to see her skin and feel it under his hands and mouth. He kissed his way down her body, watching as she jerked with each placement of his lips on her delicate skin. He started to suck on the skin beneath her navel down to the skin right above her core. He teased her with quick licks like she did him until she grabbed his head, holding him in place. She rubbed herself on his lips, riding his face. She started to moan. He started to groan. She tasted like peaches. She didn't last long before she came and coated his lips with her essence. She was all on his mouth like liquor. That only served to make him want her more.

The only word that escaped his mouth was, "Peaches." She knew then that he wanted her, badly.

He sat up and pulled her body up with his. He placed her on her knees. Her hands were pressed against the glass to balance herself as he slid into her. He moved slow at first, teasing her but she yelled at him, "Fuck me Fitz, please!" She didn't care if the driver heard her or not.

His nostrils were flaring as he drove into her harder and harder. He was fucking her like he hated her very existence and could somehow eliminate it if he fucked the life out of her. His grip was so tight he was leaving bruises on her hips and ass. One knee was on the seat and the other was braced on the ground. If it wasn't they would have tumbled to the floor. It wouldn't have mattered because he wasn't stopping until he got enough. And he'd never have enough of her. Every time felt like the first time to him.

He felt so good that she had tears pouring out of her eyes. They were squeezed shut as she bit her lip trying to concentrate on the feeling he was giving her. It felt like he was killing her and giving her life on one stroke.

"Fuck…Fitz, please…Oh God, harder Fitz harder," she demanded.

He stopped to readjust his foot and slammed into her with such force her whole body bounced. She almost smashed her face on the window. When she came she screamed his name. He pulled her up and kissed her, swallowing the noises she was making, hoping the driver didn't notice. He noticed all right. He was on the verge of coming right along with them.

Liv's lips were swollen when he finished kissing them. She looked down at her outfit on the floor and said with a pout, "Look what you did to my dress. Now how am I going to go out?"

"I have an idea. Let's just go home and finish what we started. I've only just begun."

She giggled. It wasn't a bad idea. Besides, if he wanted to have an all night sex marathon who was she to complain. It was his birthday after all and what Grant men wanted, Grant men got. She knew from experience she couldn't deny him anything especially when her favorite part of his anatomy was involved. She'd promise him the world if he asked.

"Okay," she agreed.

"God I love you. This is turning out to be the best birthday ever."

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