Fitz tried to ignore the pulsating between his legs. Olivia was flat on her back wearing nothing. They had just come out of the shower. She was having a great day, and he didn't want to ruin it. It was torture being so close and not sliding inside her.
"Can I taste you?"
"You can hold me."
"I can't. I'm sorry Livvie."
"You can't hold me?"
"Not like this."
"So you can't give me intimacy without sex."
"I guess not. I need sex from you Olivia. It doesn't have to be more than once a day."
"No more waking me up in the middle of the night."
"I can agree to that."
"Have you had anymore dreams?"
"No."
Olivia pulled herself up to her knees and puckered her lips for a kiss. Fitz titled her chin upward and devoured her lips.
"Do you really want a baby right now Fitz?"
"Are you finally accepting your pregnancy?'
"I'll take a pregnancy test to make you happy."
"You don't need a pregnancy test."
"You really expect me to believe a doctor gave me a pregnancy test while I was unconscious?"
"Yes."
"So what happens now?"
"Whatever you want."
"I'm not ready for a baby."
"You're not having an abortion."
"You can't make me stay pregnant."
"I'm the president."
"You don't have power over my uterus."
"Why aren't you ready for marriage and family?"
"We just started a relationship. We can't get married right now."
"I'm ready. I'm not letting you go."
"I'm not leaving you. I'm just not ready for marriage and a baby."
"You have nine months to get ready."
"What if I say no to your proposal?"
"I'll drag you down the aisle kicking and screaming."
Olivia laughed and fell backwards. Her legs spread wide.
"Shut up and fuck me."