Chapter 12
Fitz had a series of meetings with the contractors and his uncle before boarding the plane to DC. The plane landed on the runway, he smiled, peeking out the window. He stopped at his office, retrieving Olivia's graduation gift off his desk. Alyssa had the gift wrapped in a silver wrapping paper and tied with a purple bow. He grabbed the gift off his desk and placed it in the trunk of the limo. He wasn't sure if Olivia would ride with him after the graduation ceremony, and he didn't want her to see the gift until they went to his apartment. Traffic in DC had died down. The limo navigated through the streets, keeping him on schedule. His driver arrived at Georgetown, opening the limo door. Fitz stepped out and buttoned the two buttons on his navy-blue suit jacket. He rushed inside the auditorium double doors, missing the last round of 'Pomp and Circumstance,' the official graduation song. He stood at the back entrance, spotting Olivia on the stage. He ignored her countless texts asking if he had arrived. He took a seat in the back of the auditorium not wanting to be recognized by the Dean of the Law School. He's a board member of the law school and contributes a substantial amount of money to the university every year. It was Olivia's day and he wasn't discussing business.
Once the ceremony ended, he waited for Olivia on the outside of the auditorium. He chuckled every time his phone buzzed alerting him to a new text message. He knew it was Olivia. Her last text message was ten red angry face emoji's. Olivia was thrilled when the ceremony was over. Fitz wasn't responding to her text messages and she was worried he didn't make it. She walked off the stage looking for her friends, her parents, and Fitz. She greeted her friends with hugs and smiles. The auditorium quickly became overcrowded and she was unable to locate her parents or Fitz. She huffed, dropping her phone in her purse. She took a few pictures with her classmates before exiting the auditorium with Abby, Quinn, and Makayla.
Olivia pushed the auditorium doors, turning to Abby, "Did you see Fitz?"
"Nope," Abby answered.
Olivia reached in her purse to retrieve her phone. She dialed his number again, looking over her shoulder for her parents. She heard the ring tone Fitz assigned for her on his phone, she stretched her neck to see if it was him. She immediately spotted him with his phone in his hand, leaning against the railing.
"Hi beautiful," he said answering the phone.
Olivia squealed with excitement and ran over to where he was standing. She peppered his face with soft kisses, running her fingers through his curls. "You made it…you're here," she screeched.
"I told you I was going to be here," he said pecking her lips.
"More," she said.
Fitz unzipped her graduation robe, revealing a form fitted white dress. "You look amazing," he said. He wrapped his hands around her waist, bringing her in closer for a deep kiss. Olivia parted her lips, demanding entrance with her tongue, circling it around his. Inside her graduation robe, Fitz's hands roamed every curve. "Mmmmmm," Olivia moaned into his lips.
"Olivia!" She heard a stern voice calling her name.
She quickly turned and jumped out of Fitz's embrace, "Dad?"
Fitz straitened his suit jacket and wiped the lipstick off his lips. He swallowed hard seeing the look on her father's face. This was not the way he wanted to meet her parents.
Olivia ran to her parents, hugging them, "Mom…dad, I was looking for you."
"Not hard enough," Eli stated, staring at Fitz.
"Congratulations sweetheart," Maya said.
Eli centered his eyes on Fitz, handing Olivia a bouquet of red roses, "These are for you, Olivia."
Olivia wiggled her hand behind her back, ushering Fitz to join her, "Thanks. Mom…dad, this is Fitz."
Fitz walked to Olivia, stood next to her and extended his hand, "Mr. and Mrs. Pope, it's a pleasure to meet you."
Eli gave Fitz's hand a firm shake.
"I like hugs," Maya said opening her arms toward Fitz. After he hugged Maya, Fitz returned to Olivia, curling his hand around her waist. He attempted small talk with Eli. "How was the drive?" Fitz nervously asked. "It was fine," Eli answered. Olivia snapped a few more pictures with her friends, parents, and Fitz.
"Where is the restaurant Olivia?" Maya asked.
"It's not too far. The name of the restaurant is Charlie Palmer Steakhouse. It's on Constitution Ave." Olivia answered. She took her mom's phone out of her hand and entered the address into her GPS.
"Who is coming to dinner?" Eli asked.
Olivia nervously smiled, "I was hoping Fitz could join us."
Eli hesitated. He glared at Fitz, then back at Olivia, noticing the smile on her face, pleading for him to say yes. "It's fine, Olivia. We will meet you at the restaurant. Come on Maya." Eli said grabbing Maya's hand and walking toward the parking lot.
Abby busted out laughing, "You getting felt up by Fitz in front of your dad was priceless. You should have seen his face, Liv."
"Why didn't you tell me he was coming?" Olivia asked.
"I did. I cleared my throat three times, but you were so wrapped up in Fitz you didn't hear me." Abby said.
"Whatever Abs," Olivia said.
Quinn and Makayla hugged Olivia laughing. "You'll be fine…Fitz has some explaining to do." Makayla said.
Olivia smiled, "I'll meet up with ya'll after dinner. We're going to Dark Shadows for drinks and dancing."
"We'll be at the apartment having pre-party drinks. Ayyyeeee." Abby said.
Fitz looked like a scared puppy. "Have fun at dinner," Quinn said patting Fitz's shoulder.
Olivia stood in front of Fitz, facing him. She interlocked her hands with his, and gazed up into his dark blue eyes. "Did you drive?"
"I have the limo," he answered.
They waited a few minutes for the limo to pull up. The driver stepped out opening the door for them. They eased down on the black leather seats. When the door closed, Fitz immediately poured a drink. "Baby your fine," Olivia stated calmly.
"Liv, I had my tongue down your throat with my hand on your ass when your father walked up. I'm not fine." Fitz grunted.
Olivia sighed, "Your exaggerating. It's not that big of a deal."
"It is a huge deal to me. I'm meeting your father for the first time." He huffed.
"Fitz it's ok!" Olivia reassured.
He guzzled down his drink, closed his eyes, placing his head back on the headrest.
Olivia moved next to Fitz, kissing his neck gently. "What are you doing?" he asked.
She hiked up her dress, straddling his lap, "I'm about to make out with my boyfriend."
"Liv, we'll be at the restaurant soon." He stated.
She lifted his hands and placed them on her ass, "Stop thinking about my father and start thinking about your girlfriend who you haven't seen in a week. She cupped his cheeks, "Kiss me."
He bent his head down immediately capturing her lips. The kiss was wet and sloppy. Their tongues danced around, dueling for dominance. Fitz sucked in Olivia's bottom lip, releasing it with a slight pop. They kissed for a long time, creating sounds of sheer desire and passion for one another. They nipped and pecked at each other's neck and lips, sending shockwaves up and down their spines. Olivia's arousal peaked and she vigorously gyrated her hips on Fitz's lap. His hands squeezed her ass, pushing her deeper on his erection. He slid her dress up desiring more contact, rubbing his thumb over the soft fabric of her panties, lightly touching her clit. She moaned at the overwhelming sensation. He felt the wetness start to form on her panties, "Your so wet, baby."
"I need you," Olivia begged, moving her hips faster. Her clit was aching, throbbing for more of his touch. Olivia ran her tongue over Fitz's ear, "Please touch me some more, Fitz." She could feel his growing erection up against her clit. The friction from her movements and his hardened length ignited the fire that was slowly building inside her. Fitz rubbed his thumb over her clit through her panties, hoping to satisfy her need. "It's not enough, baby," Olivia whined. Her hands went to his belt buckle, quickly undoing it. "Liv we can't. We're almost at the restaurant. I'll take care of you tonight. I promise." He said. "Please," she whimpered with a soft kiss to his lips. Olivia continued to rock her hips back and forth. She unbuttoned the first three buttons on Fitz's shirt, kissing the bare parts of his chest, rimming her tongue over his nipple.
Fitz couldn't hold it anymore, he was about to bust and so was Olivia. "Ok, baby," he said lifting her a little, moving her to the long portion of the leather seat. He slid her panties down, dropping them to the floor, spreading her legs. Olivia lifted her dress, giving him full access to her clit. He parted her swollen flesh, swiping his tongue up and down with vigor. "Don't stop," Olivia moaned, pushing her hips closer to his tongue. He circled his tongue, sucking on her clit, inserting two fingers and rotating them around her walls. "Just like that, baby." Olivia purred. Fitz wanted to be inside Olivia so bad. His dick was throbbing against the fabric of his boxer briefs. He knew they didn't have enough time. Olivia's orgasm jolted through her body like a bolt of electricity, sending her hips off the seat. Fitz watched as her clit pulsated. He licked up every drop of the sweet nectar that flowed from her pussy. Olivia moaned, running her hands through her hair, feeling thoroughly satisfied. "I've missed you," he groaned, kissing her inner thigh. He licked his lips, sat back on the leather seat, and reached for a napkin. He wiped between her legs, cleaning as much as he could. He grabbed another napkin and wiped his mouth. He lifted Olivia from the seat, hugged her into him, placing her panties in her hand. "Better?" he asked. "Yes," she whispered, slipping on her panties. "I should go away more often." He said. Olivia smirked, reaching into her purse. She passed Fitz a piece of gum, while folding a piece inside her mouth. Fitz started counting backwards, "50, 49,48, 47, 46, 45…"
"What are you doing?" Olivia interrupted. Fitz pointed to the bulge in his pants. "Oh, I'm sorry, baby." she whispered putting her phone on camera mode, and checking her hair. She patted her hair down and reapplied her lipstick. The limo halted signaling they were at the restaurant. The driver opened the door, helping them out the limo. They walked inside the restaurant spotting her parents at the table.
"Hi mom and dad," Olivia said. Fitz pulled out Olivia's chair and pushed it under the table after she was seated.
"A real gentleman," Maya said looking up from the menu.
"Have you been waiting long?" Fitz asked.
"Not long," Eli answered.
"You picked a really nice restaurant Livvie," Maya said.
Olivia picked up her menu, "It just opened a couple of months ago. It was hard to get a table. I called every day until a reservation finally opened up."
They glanced at the menu, noting what they wanted to order. The waitress came to the table taking their drink and meal orders. Fitz held Olivia's hand under the table, nervously squeezing it. She gave him light squeezes in return, reassuring him everything was fine.
Maya glanced at some of the food on the other tables, "The food looks really good."
"The graduation was nice. Much shorter than your undergraduate ceremony." Eli said.
"Yeah, nice and short. I couldn't wait until it ended." Olivia said.
"It's Fitz, correct? Is that short for something?" Eli asked.
"Yes sir. It's Fitzgerald." Fitz answered.
Eli chuckled, "You can drop the sir. I'm not as old as my father."
Fitz swallowed hard, taking a sip of water. Olivia looked over at him. She gave his hand a soft squeeze.
"Fitzgerald, do you live in DC?" Maya asked.
"Yes, I live in the Forest Hills section. It's mostly residential with some small businesses." He answered.
"Oh! That's a nice area." Maya said.
"I'm assuming you're in a relationship with my daughter? How long has it been going on?" Eli asked pointing at Olivia and Fitz.
"Since my trip to Vegas," Olivia answered.
"I see. So right after your dinner with Edison." Eli said.
The waitress interrupted the conversation bringing over their food, setting a plate in front of each of them. Olivia looked at her mom, then at her dad. Eli had his head down focusing on his food. Fitz moved his fork over his food, no longer having an appetite.
"Dad," Olivia huffed.
"Eli Pope," Maya stated putting her fork down.
Eli ignored both women, "What are your intentions with my daughter?"
Fitz took a moment to think, lightly squeezing Olivia's hand "My intention is to keep her happy. Making sure she has everything she needs and wants. Respecting and supporting her. Loving her unconditionally. Olivia means a lot to me Mr. Pope." Fitz answered.
Eli nodded, "Olivia has goals and ambitions. I don't want anyone deterring her from them." Eli said.
"Dad!" Olivia interjected.
"It's true, Olivia. I don't want you chasing after some man, losing focus on your dreams." Eli stated.
"Mr. Pope, I know she has goals and ambitions. I wouldn't interfere with them." Fitz stated.
Eli looked at Olivia, "Are you still thinking about becoming a principal?"
"Yes, dad, I plan on taking the exam in the fall. I want the summer off to relax." Olivia answered.
"Did you know she wanted to be a principal?" Eli asked.
"No, but Olivia is very passionate about her students and teaching, so I'm not surprised." Fitz responded.
Olivia pushed her plate away, "Dad, our relationship is still new. There are things we are still learning about each other."
Maya interrupted, "Eli stop being so hard on them! Fitz are you a teacher as well?"
"I'm an attorney." Fitz answered.
Maya's eyes widened, "Oh…wow that's a serious job."
"It can be, depending on the case I'm working on." Fitz answered.
Olivia chimed in, squeezing his hand, "Fitz is a really good lawyer."
"Any children, ex-wives, or arrests?" Eli asked. Olivia shook her head at her father.
"No…No…and No," Fitz answered.
"Are you originally from DC?" Maya asked.
"No, California. My mom and sister still live there. My dad has businesses in different places so he has homes in three states."
"Wow, that must be expensive." Maya said.
"He hates hotels even though he builds them. He can never stay in one place for too long." Fitz said.
The waitress stopped at the table, clearing the plates. "Dessert?"
Eli looked at Olivia. "Sure." She answered. Eli ordered several desserts for the table.
Maya smiled, "It'll take us some time to get to know you, Fitz. Don't worry about Eli. He's being over protective. Olivia is our only daughter. She is very precious cargo. We expect you to treat her as such."
"I will," Fitz answered, kissing Olivia on the cheek.
Eli looked up from his dessert, catching Fitz's eye. "I will hold you to your words, Fitzgerald."
Olivia popped the last piece of cheesecake in her mouth, "I'm stuffed."
The waitress brought over the check in a black leather case, placing it in front of Eli. Fitz reached for it, "I would like to pay for dinner."
"It's not necessary, Fitz." Eli said opening the case, looking over the bill. He placed his credit card inside pushing it to the edge of the table. The waitress walked over taking it from the table.
"Livvie, we have something for you," Maya said tapping Eli.
Eli inserted his hand inside his suit jacket pocket, pulling out an envelope. "This is for you, Olivia. We want you to know we are very proud of you."
Olivia opened the envelope and the card, holding the check for $10,000 in place. She read the message her parents wrote. Her eyes teared up and a single tear fell from her eye. She slid her chair back, walked to the other side of the table, and hugged her parents, "Thank you so much."
"We saved this money specifically for when you graduated with your Master's degree. We want you to continue to do great things Olivia." Eli said.
"I will dad…I promise." Olivia stated, swiping a tear from her eye.
She returned to her seat, leaning on Fitz's shoulder. He handed her the napkin that was placed across his lap. She patted her eyes dry.
Ace approached the table wearing his white chef jacket and hat, shaking Fitz's hand. "It's so good to see you Mr. Grant."
"Ace what are you doing here?" Olivia asked.
"This is my restaurant," he answered.
"Wow! I had no idea. Fitz did you know this was his restaurant?" Olivia asked.
Fitz smiled, "I did."
"How was the food?" Ace asked.
"Everything was really good." Eli said.
"Yes, really good," Maya stated.
"Olivia?" Ace asked.
Olivia smiled, "The food was amazing. I wish I had known this was your restaurant. It took me forever to get a reservation."
"You can come anytime Olivia. Mr. Grant knows how to get in touch with me. Let me know the next time you come in. Dinner is on me." Ace said, walking away.
"That was a nice surprise," Olivia said.
Fitz smiled.
Olivia turned to her parents, "Ace is Fitz's personal chef."
"You hear that Eli. A personal chef. We should get one of those, so I can hang up my oven mitts." Maya said standing.
"He wouldn't last a day, Maya. You can't stand other people in your kitchen."
"It was great meeting the both of you," Fitz said shaking Eli's hand, hugging Maya.
"Likewise," Eli said.
They walked out of the restaurant moving toward the valet booth. Fitz's limo pulled up behind her parent's car.
"Baby, do you want to ride with me or your parents?" Fitz asked.
"With you," she answered.
She hugged her parents saying goodbye. She would spend more time with them tomorrow. She was taking them around DC for the day.
They eased inside the limo. Olivia leaned her head on Fitz's shoulder.
"I'm glad that's over. Your dad is tough." He said.
"My dad gives everyone a hard time until he really gets to know you. You did fine, baby." Olivia said.
"Where are you going now?" Fitz asked.
"To my apartment for drinks with my friends, then dancing at the club. Do you want to go to the club with me?" she asked.
"I need to stop at my apartment first. Text me the name of the club. I'll meet you there. Do you want the limo for the rest of the night?" Fitz asked.
"Really?" She asked.
"Yeah. I'll have another one sent to your apartment. I need this one to take me home. It's your day. You can have whatever you want." He stated.
"Thank you, Fitz." Olivia said.
"No problem," he said.
It was her night and he was going to spoil her. Whatever she wanted to do, he was going to make sure it happened. Meeting her parents was checked off his list. He wasn't sure how her father felt about him. He answered all of his questions and really tried to impress him. Olivia didn't seem bothered about the dinner so he would let it go for now, and enjoy the rest of the night.
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Olivia opened the door to her apartment, "About damn time!" Abby yelled.
"We started without you," Quinn said holding up her shot glass.
Olivia slipped out of her heels, "I can see that, where's my drink?"
"Right here," Makayla said pouring red wine in an oversized wine glass that read 'Kiss my glass…I'm the graduate.'
"Fitz gave us the limo for the evening, so we can drink as much as we want." Olivia said raising her glass.
"Liv, please don't break up with that man...ever." Makayla slurred.
"Wow! Let's do the damn thing!" Abby shouted pouring tequila in the shot glasses.
"Bottoms up!" Quinn said. chugging the liquid in the glass.
"I need to go change, I'll be right back." Olivia said.
"Hurry Liv, it's getting late." Makayla yelled.
They piled inside the limo heading to Dark Shadows night club.
Once they arrived at the club the limo driver opened the door, ushering them to the front door. He walked up to the bouncer notifying him they were guests of Mr. Grant. The bouncer led them in the club, moving past the cluster of people dancing, pushing the white drapes back from the VIP section. "Ladies...Enjoy" He said. "Holy Shit," Abby said admiring the alcohol and the fancy set up.
The table was filled with bouquets of white roses, several bottles of Grey Goose Vodka, a bottle of Moet champagne, a bottle of Olivia's favorite red wine, and a small bottle of Patron. They plopped down on the white couches that were pushed together. Abby picked up the bottles of alcohol trying to decide which one she was going to try. Olivia held up her glass, signaling Abby to fill it, "I'll just have some wine. I am not trying to get drunk tonight. I need to fuck my boyfriend really good." "Do you kiss Fitz with that dirty mouth?" Quinn asked. "I sure do," Olivia said taking a sip. They continued pouring drinks, dancing to the various songs played by the DJ.
Beyoncé's 'Get me Bodied' played through the speakers causing the club to erupt. "Come on ladies, let's work this dance floor." Makayla said. "Yassssss," Olivia squealed. They shook their hips leaving the VIP section, walking on the dance floor. They found a spot, swiveling their hips and dipping down low to the beat of the song.
The DJ mixed in Ed Sheeran 'Shape of You'. "Ahhhh shit this is my song," Olivia yelled out. Abby watched Olivia raise her hands, rotating her hips, poking out her ass, "Get it girl!" Makayla was moving her hips up and down on some guy. Dancing was never Quinn's strong suit. She sipped her drink, doing a two-step, moving side to side. Olivia placed her hands on her knees, poking out her butt, rotating her hips. She was feeling a little tipsy and her dance moves were becoming very sexual. The chorus of the song played through the speakers, she raised her hands in the air, waving them back and forth. She turned her body around, falling into Fitz's arms. He placed his hands on her hips, slowly sliding them down her ass, pushing her more into him, singing:
"Girl, you know I want your love
Your love was handmade for somebody like me
Come on now, follow my lead
I may be crazy, don't mind me"
Olivia smiled, looking up at him, singing along,
"Say, boy, let's not talk too much
Grab on my waist and put that body on me
Come on now, follow my lead
Come, come on now, follow my lead
I'm in love with the shape of you
We push and pull like a magnet do
Although my heart is falling too
I'm in love with your body"
They continued dancing to the rest of the song, gyrating their hips together, grinding on each other. "We should go to the VIP section, before I take you in one of these rooms." Fitz said. Olivia giggled, "Ok," She reached out for his hand. Fitz interlocked his hand with hers, following her to the roped off section. Olivia unhooked the black rope leading to the VIP section. Fitz found a spot on the couch, pulling Olivia down on his lap. He took the Grey Goose vodka and mixed it with orange juice. "You want something?" He asked taking a sip. "I'm a little tipsy, I'll hold off for a little." Olivia said leaning back into his chest. "Tell Fitz the real reason your taking it easy on the alcohol." Abby said reaching for the Moet and a glass, plopping down on the couch, pouring the champagne into the glass. Olivia whispered in his ear, "I plan on fucking you tonight." His eyes widened, he choked slightly on his drink, clearing his throat. His voice deep and raspy, filled with sex, "We should go!" Olivia stood, holding his hand, bringing him off the couch. He finished the rest of his drink. Abby looked at Fitz, "I guess she told you her plans for this evening." Fitz was speechless. Olivia smiled huggingher friends, telling them she was leaving with Fitz. "The limo is parked outside and the driver will escort you from the club to the limo. He will make sure you ladies get home safe." Fitz said. They nodded in agreement. "Enjoy," Abby said raising her shot glass to Olivia.
They couldn't keep their hands off each other once inside the limo. Fitz had taken off Olivia's panties and tucked them inside his pocket. His top two buttons on his shirt were undone. His erection was throbbing and pushing through his pants. He held his suit jacket in front of his pants, trying to block the view as they walked through the lobby of his apartment building. The elevator doors opened, Fitz lifted Olivia, crashing her back against the wall, settling her on the gold handrail. He pushed up her dress and plunged two fingers inside her pussy, moving them in and out. Olivia whimpered. "That's just a sample of what I'm going to do to you tonight." He said removing them, licking the slick cream from his fingers.
The elevator doors opened to a candle lit pathway filled with white rose petals. A tall silver cooler stood next to the couch, holding a bottle of champagne and two glasses.
"Surprise," Fitz said wrapping his arms around her waist, shifting her off the elevator.
"How? When did you have time to do all of this?" Olivia asked.
"After dinner," he said walking over to the champagne, pouring it in the two glasses.
He handed Olivia the glass, holding up his glass, clinking it with hers. "Congratulations, baby. I am so proud of you. I meant every word I said to your father tonight. I'm going to make all of your dreams come true."
Olivia took a sip of champagne, soaking in every word. She slipped out her heels, walking over to the kitchen counter. She smiled at the small pink box, opening it, revealing 6 different jumbo-sized cupcakes. She licked her lips, "Mmmmmm," she moaned taking a bite of the moist cake. "Come here, try it" she said. Fitz leaned his head down, biting into the cake. The icing smeared across his lips. His tongue attempted to lick it off. Olivia captured his lips, sucking the creamy substance completely off his lips.
"I have something for you," he said.
"Ok," she said, strolling to the couch with another cupcake in her hand.
He took the gift box off the counter and followed her to the couch. She placed the cupcake on the glass table in front of the couch, sitting, taking the gift in her hand. "I hope you like it." He said easing down next to her. He was nervous. He wasn't sure how she was going to respond to her gift. "I'm sure it's fine." She said unwrapping the gift, moving the tissue paper around in the box. She pulled out the black Prada purse. "Fitz," she squealed. "Do you like it?" he asked. "Yes…Yes…I like it. I wanted this purse." She said hugging it close to her chest. Fitz chuckled, "Look inside." She looked inside pulling out a matching wallet, keychain, and change purse. "The lady at the store said you would like them." He said. Olivia leaned over, hugging Fitz tight, "Thank you…thank you, baby. It's perfect."
"I have one more gift," he said. He took a deep breath, standing from the couch. He walked inside his office, grabbing the long velvet box from his desk drawer. He returned to the couch, sitting next to her, snaking his arm around her waist. He handed her the box, "For you, beautiful."
Olivia opened the box, gazing at the sterling silver necklace with her name. Her eyes went from Fitz, to the necklace, back to Fitz. "It's beautiful, Fitz."
"I designed it with my jeweler. This necklace is a symbol of my commitment to you. Your name is wrapped around the infinity symbol, which means endlessness. Olivia, I'm yours…today…tomorrow…forever."
Olivia was speechless. She ran her finger over the letters in her name. "Put it on," she whispered. He took the necklace out of the box, unhooking the clasp. Olivia turned, moving her hair to the side. She felt the coolness of the necklace fall on her warm skin. Fitz hooked it closed, kissing the back of her neck. "Olivia, I lo…" he began to whisper. Before he could finish his statement, Olivia turned suddenly, wiping a tear from her eye. She placed her hand over the necklace, "This means so much to me, Fitz. Thank you."
Fitz lifted Olivia from the couch bringing her to the bedroom. He placed her on her feet, "Can I undress you?" Fitz asked. Olivia nodded. She turned allowing Fitz to unzip her dress. He slowly let the dress fall to the floor. "Damn baby," he said stepping back, admiring her purple lacy bra and thong. He unclasped her bra, freeing her breast from the fabric. "You're so beautiful," he said sucking in one of her nipples with his mouth. Olivia whimpered. He sucked in the other nipple, removing her thong slowly over her hips.
"Can we just…" Olivia trailed off.
"Can we just…what?" He repeated, lifting her chin. "I am really horny. I really want you inside of me, so can we skip the foreplay?" she asked. He swiped his thumb over her clit, "You don't want me to lick this precious jewel making you cum in my mouth?" Olivia panted, "No," Fitz unbuttoned and removed his shirt, "What about how I suck in each one of your nipples, taking my time circling my tongue around it like a lollipop." Olivia's knees buckled a little and she bit her bottom lip. Fitz licked his two fingers, removing his pants, "You don't want my fingers inside your pussy, teasing you until you cum?" Olivia's eyes widened as his pants fell, revealing the huge bulge inside his boxer briefs. He rubbed his hand over his hard erection, "You want this instead?" He asked. "Yes, for now," she answered. "Ok," he said. Olivia removed his boxer briefs, springing his hard member free. She licked her lips as his dick bounced up and down. Fitz stepped out of his briefs, giving her a soft peck on her lips. He walked to the night stand, opened the drawer and picked up a condom. Olivia strolled behind him, allowing her erect nipples to touch his back. His dick jumped at the contact. She snaked her arm around his waist and stroked him from behind. "Baby, we don't have to use it." Fitz hesitated, twirling the condom in his fingers before dropping it back in the drawer.
He turned, cradling Olivia in his arms. His dick tickled her clit creating a shockwave through her body. "Are you ok with this?" She asked. "I am," he said laying her down on the soft mattress. She watched his movements, as he hovered over her, lining his dick up with her center. He teased her center mercilessly, coating his tip with her juices. He let out a deep breath before closing his eyes, and slowly entering Olivia. He had no idea it would feel this good. Flesh on flesh. Her pussy clenched as it stretched to accommodate his size. It felt like the first time and he couldn't help but to whisper, "Damn." He stroked slowly, enjoying how slick and tight she felt. "Does it feel good, baby?" Olivia asked. "Yes," he uttered trying to control his emotions. Olivia cradled his cheeks, capturing his dark stormy gray eyes, "You feel so good inside me." Olivia wrapped her legs around his broad back, "Deeper," she cried out. He pushed further inside her, going as deep as he could. He stilled his movements, feeling his orgasm rising. He dropped his head in the crook of her neck, sucking in her flesh. "Baby, please don't stop, keep going," Olivia moaned. Olivia was in total bliss. She had imagined this moment many times, feeling him without the condom. "Ohhhh baby," Olivia cried at as he pumped into her harder…faster. Her walls clinched, tightening around his dick. "Fuck," He whispered. "That's it baby," she said.
Olivia wrapped her hands around his neck, bringing his head down for a kiss. The sensation of feeling her bare was overwhelming. "Fitz," Olivia purred feeling her orgasm peaking and rippling through her body. Her pussy vibrated, spazzing rapidly around his dick. Her juices flowed coating his dick, making it easy for him to slide in and out. He picked up his pace, nipping at her neck, lips, anywhere he could kiss. Olivia could tell he was about to explode, she wrapped her legs tighter around his back, pressing him deeper inside her pussy, rocking her hips to his rhythm giving him the friction he needed. "Shit…Fuck…Fuck…Fuuucckkkkk" he cursed, releasing inside her. She lifted his head, capturing his eyes, repeating the same words back to him, "I'm yours, Fitzgerald Grant, today, tomorrow, forever." He captured her lips, kissing her deep. He pulled out slow, immediately missing the connection from Olivia. "Don't move."
Fitz walked into the bathroom and grabbed a wash cloth from the towel rack. He stood at the bathroom door, watching Olivia bend her legs, circling the sticky substance around her clit. "What are you doing?" he asked, walking toward her. "I want it to stay inside," she admitted. He shook his head and chuckled, "We can do it again if you want more." He wiped the inside of her thighs, looking up at her, "Do you want me to wipe it?" He asked. "No," she said closing her legs. He tossed the washcloth on the nightstand and pulled Olivia into his chest. She toyed with her necklace. "You ok?" She asked. "I'm fine, why?" He asked. "We didn't use a condom." She answered. "I'm fine. I'm glad you were my first." He said. She smiled turning into his embrace, "Well, now we have something in common." He kissed her forehead, "Your right."
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Olivia stretched, raising her arm, and tried to loosen Fitz's embrace around her waist. She attempted to get off the bed, feeling the soreness in her legs. They tried multiple positions throughout the night. She eased off the bed, and walked into the bathroom. She relieved herself, washed her hands and brushed her teeth. She looked at herself in the mirror, noticing the love mark on her neck. She ran her fingers over it, "Damn!" She was going to have to find a way to hide it from her parents.
When she returned to the bedroom, Fitz was sitting up on the bed with his hands behind his head.
"Morning," he said.
"Morning, baby," she said turning the covers down, sliding back in the bed.
"How is…?" He asked.
Olivia interjected, "Sticky."
He chuckled.
"Are you going to tell me what happened in Vegas?" She asked.
"My uncle Peter asked me to oversee his new project in Vegas." He answered.
A lump formed in Olivia's throat. She sat up on the pillow. "What does that mean?" She questioned.
"Calm down, baby. I turned him down," Fitz answered.
"Why?" she asked.
"You…Us." He stated.
"Fitz you can't base your entire life around me." She stated, hating her words the minute they left her mouth.
"My entire life is not centered around you, but I thought we were trying to build a relationship. He quipped.
"Fitz, that's not what I meant," she stated.
"I have plenty of work to do in DC. I don't want to travel back and forth. It's tiring." He said throwing the sheets back, walking into the bathroom, relieving himself. He washed his hands, drying them off.
She followed him, "Fitz, you can't stop helping your family. I don't want them to think I am the reason you're not there. Did you tell your uncle about me?" She asked, wrapping her hair up in a messy bun.
"If I wanted to really do it, I would have said yes. My focus is in DC right now. Yes, I told my uncle Peter about you. He knows more about you than my father." Fitz stated.
She shrugged, "I want your family to like me."
He lifted her chin, "Olivia, they will like you. I do my share in the Grant family. My uncle is understanding. If he needs me to assist him in Vegas, I will go. Can we stop talking about Vegas?" He huffed.
Olivia turned on the shower, "Ok, fine, but we can work it out if you have to go sometimes. I wouldn't mind going back to Vegas"
He was done talking about Las Vegas and the Grant family business. He had a beautiful woman standing in front of him completely naked. "Shower with me?" He asked.
They stepped in the shower, allowing the water to cascade over their skin. Fitz wrapped his arms around Olivia's waist. She could feel his erection rising between her legs. Their eyes met as he moved them back toward the shower wall. "You're the most important person in my life right now, nothing else matters." He said turning Olivia around. Her back hit the wall. He hoisted her up, and slid her down on his thick member. "Mmmmmm," Olivia moaned at the contact, her head fell back against the shower wall. "This matters to me…you matter to me," he whispered in her ear, slowly thrusting into her. Olivia was vaguely listening. Her focus was on the pleasure she was feeling between her legs. "Fitz, stop talking and fuck me."
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The songs I used in this chapter are Beyonce-Get me bodied and Ed Sheeran- Shape of you. If you want, you can listen to them for a nice visual of the club scene.
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