After the sunset dinner cruise, they docked at the main island. The night life in the city was different than what they had seen during the day time. The streets were vibrant and the music was coming from everywhere. They walked hand in hand through the city. Liv had a huge smile on her face which made Fitz extremely happy. Every now and then they would steal kisses from each other.
They arrived at club Novue, and handed the bouncer the flyer that Liv was given. He proceeded to direct them to the VIP area. The club was packed with people having a good time. The music was from all different genres. There were different age ranges and different cultures. It was different people embracing their differences and having a good time.
Once they got passed the velvet rope, Fitz whispered to Olivia that he was going to the restroom. Liv shook her head and headed to the "S" shaped couch area. Fitz was using the bathroom when a guy walked in and started talking to another guy that was washing his hands. Looking at them, he could tell they were identical twins.
"Dude, she came. Miss California actually came."
The guy finished washing his hands, "Awesome! Remember she has to decide which one of us she wants."
The other guy grinned, "A three-way would definitely be awesome."
They high-fived and ran out of the bathroom. Fitz shook his head at them. He chuckled thinking about how he and his boys used to do the same things. He washed his hands and went in search of his wife.
He found her sitting on the couch talking to the two men he had seen earlier in the bathroom. He stood back watching their interaction for a minute before he finally put two and two together. Those guys were referring to his wife. Then the image of his wife in a threesome with them made his blood boil. He walked over to the couch and took a seat next to his wife putting a protective arm around her waist.
The guys looked from her to him and back to her. She noticed and responded, "Guys, this is my husband, Fitz." She turned to Fitz, "Babe, this is Chase and Chance. I met them at the store earlier and they gave me the flyer to come here."
Fitz looked at them and nodded. Chase spoke to Liv, "So how long have you two been married?"
Liv kissed Fitz's cheek, "Two days. We are here on our honeymoon."
Chance asked, "What part of California are you from?"
Liv answered, "We actually live in Malibu but he is the only one that is from California. I am originally from DC."
Chase said, "We are from Chicago. We actually go to Berkley."
Liv's mouth shot open, "Oh my god. I graduated from Berkley."
Chance and Chase exchanged a look before Chase spoke, "We are junior engineer majors. We came down here to 'find ourselves' with a little bit of our parents' money."
They all laughed except for Fitz. He was really trying to wrap his head around what was taking place in front of him.
Liv started talking, "Is Professor Taylor still there?"
They shook their heads, Chance said, "Yeah, he is there but there are days I am not sure that he knows he is there."
Liv laughed some more, "Wow, he was old when I was there. I took a science as an elective under him. After a week, I was like hell no. He was all over the place."
Chase spoke, "Yeah, I know. Thankfully one of our frat brothers is his TA so we do pretty well in there. We are members of Ka Alpha Si."
Liv thought back for a minute, "Yeah, I remember that frat house well. I dated a guy at that frat house. I spent a lot of my free time there as well. I didn't know they had lifted the sanctions yet to accept new members."
"Yeah it was lifted about two years ago. They said it was because some girl got drugged at one of the parties or something like that."
Liv shook her head, "Yeah. That girl is my best friend."
Chance had an epiphany, "So that is why you don't accept drinks from strangers?"
"Bingo." Liv looked at them, "It is really is a small world, isn't it?" She looked at her husband who had a not so pleased look on his face. She turned back to the guys, "If you will excuse me, I think I am going to dance a little bit with my husband."
She took Fitz's hand and led him towards the dance floor. She put her arms around his neck and swayed to the medium tempo song that playing. She tried to engage Fitz but he wasn't feeling it at all. He had an attitude and really didn't care to be there.
After trying to dance with him a few minutes, she got frustrated, "Fitz, can you please try to dance? Or at least act like you want to be here with me."
He was really angry, "I am surprised you even noticed that I was here at all. You sat there flirting with those guys like I wasn't there. I started to think I was invisible to you."
She was confused and taken back by his words, "I was not flirting with them. I was having a friendly conversation."
He scoffed, "With two guys that want to fuck you."
She was getting angry with him, "Well according to you, Fitz, every guy you see looking at me wants to fuck me. So what am I supposed to do? I guess I should just stay inside all day and not let any man see me. That way you won't get pissed off."
He gritted his teeth together, "Those two guys called you Miss California in the bathroom. They were hoping that you would have a threesome with them. Then I come out to find my wife laughing and flirting with them. That is what pissed me off. You need to learn your place. I suggest you fix your behavior and start acting like a married woman."
She stepped back from him, "Fix-." She couldn't believe what he said, "Fix my behavior? Learn my place? Really?" She was more pissed than she had ever been in her life, "Fine. You want to see me flirt then I will show you how I flirt."
She turned to walk away but he grabbed her arm, "Where the hell do you think you're going?"
She snatched her arm out of his grip and walked back over to the couch. She sat down in between Chance and Chase, "How about we do some shots guys?"
They waved the waitress over to bring them shots of Patron. Liv laughed and touched the guys' hands and arms all while Fitz stood off to the side getting angrier with each passing second. After the fifth round of shots, he had had enough of the bullshit.
He walked over to her, "Liv, stop this foolishness right now."
She was slightly drunk, "You guys remember my husband. He lovingly suggested that fix my behavior so that is what I am doing."
The guys were pretty drunk themselves, Chase slurred his speech, "I don't think you need to fix anything. You are the hottest babe we have seen in a long time. Hell, if he don't know how to treat you right then we sure as hell can. Right, Chance?"
Chance spoke, "Absolutely. You looked hot in that bikini earlier but you look even better in this dress. It makes me wonder what you look like out of it."
Liv took another shot and giggled, "Wouldn't you like to know?"
"Enough!" Fitz's voice interrupted their conversation. "Olivia Grant, if you don't get your ass up from that couch right now-"
"Or what?" She was openly defying him. She had never challenged him but she had also never been this angry.
He really didn't know how to answer that. He felt like his hands were tied. Just then, the DJ played Bruno Mars "Uptown Funk".
Liv took another shot and looked at Chance and Chase, "I love this song. You boys want to dance with me."
They downed their shots and all three of them walked out on the dance floor. Liv was sandwiched in between the guys dancing. The dance was innocent for a while until Chance put his hands on Olivia's hip when her back was to him. That sent Fitz over the edge.
He walked on the dance floor and pushed his way between them. He grabbed his wife by the waist and pulled her out of the club. She was stumbling a little because she was drunk. Chance and Chase ran outside after them.
Chance got in Fitz's face, "Hey! She doesn't want to go with you."
Fitz let go of Olivia and pushed Chance back, "She is my goddamn wife. She will go wherever I say she will go. I am taking her back to our room and there is nothing you can do to stop me."
Liv got in between them, "Please stop." She turned to face Chance, "I am going with my husband."
Chance looked at her, "You don't have to. We can get you back to the States. We can take care of you."
She gave a weak smile, "Trust me. I am fine. I have had too much to drink so I am going to sleep it off."
Fitz grabbed her hand and they walked back to the dock to take the ferry ride to their island. The walk and ride back was silent. Liv was very appreciative of that fact because her head was spinning like crazy.
When they got back to the room, Liv was too drunk to even take off her clothes. She effortless plopped down on the bed. Fitz changed out of his clothes while she just laid there with her arm over her eyes.
Her voice broke the silence, "If you are going to yell at me, can you do it now because I am sure I will have a headache in the morning."
He never responded. He just finished taking off his clothes. He walked over to the bed and slowly removed her shoes. He stood her up and removed her clothes including her bra and underwear. He peeled back the covers and placed her in the bed. He turned off the lights and joined her.
He pulled her back to him and held her tight. His heart ached so much at this moment. Part of him wanted to cry and the other part wanted to scream. But the truth of the matter was he could only blame himself.
He kissed her head and whispered in a broken voice, "I'm so sorry. Please forgive me. I promise to never talk to you or treat you that way again. I don't ever want to see you act like that with anyone else. I was wrong and stupid. Please baby, don't leave me."
She absorbed all of his words and heard the angst in his voice, "Fitz, you need help. I can't go on like this. I understand that you have been hurt. You might not have loved Mellie but she did hurt you. You have trust issues and you are right. Those are your issues not mine. You can't truly love me if you don't trust me."
"I do trust you, Livvie. More than I trust anyone else."
She turned to face him, "Then baby you have to act like it because I refuse to live like this again. I will not live in fear of you or your emotions. I would rather be divorced before I live like that." She felt him tighten his grip at the word divorce. "Fitz, I am not Mellie. Let me tell you a little secret that I learned a long time ago. Some people will stay faithful no matter how bad things are. And some people will cheat no matter how good things are. If someone wants to cheat, they will. There is nothing you can do to stop it. I intend to honor my vows that I made to you. I am not going to cheat."
He sighed, "I know you would never cheat on me but then last night you told me that you cheated on a guy and that messed my head up."
"Baby, I was 19 years old. I wasn't ready for a serious commitment like that. Now I am. I was celibate for over a year when I met you. Fitz, you were not the first man to ask me out. I know how to say no. If I wasn't ready for a commitment, then I wouldn't have married you. I love you, Fitz, with my mind, body, and soul. But you need help. You need to work out your demons. And not just the way you did the night of my bachelorette party."
He tensed up a little, "You know about that."
She nodded, "Yeah, I know. I know you saw me. I knew before I came in the house that night. Emily told me. But more importantly, I know you. I know the difference between making love and fucking. Most of the time when we are fucking, it's about control with you. I allowed you to be dominating because that was what you needed at the time. But you can't fuck me into submission every time you feel threaten. You need help. I mean serious help."
He kissed her softly, "Okay. You are right. I will get help. I promise. I will do anything to keep from losing you."
He kissed her deeply allowing their tongue to tangle. He tasted the alcohol on her tongue. His hands ran down her naked body that lay under him. His fingers stopped at her core. He gently rubbed her core with his palm eliciting a moan from her in his mouth. He moved his mouth to her neck and jaw. He kissed and licked the area slowly. He rubbed a finger up and down her clit before inserting a finger in her core. He sucked her neck as her back arched. He inserted another finger as she slowly pumped them in and out of her pussy.
He kissed her neck by her ear, "No more drinking and dancing with other guys. I don't ever want to see that again." He pushed his fingers in her deep.
She couldn't respond. She just shook her head up and down. He sucked her breast as his fingers kept plunging deeper into her core. An orgasm took over causing her to scream.
He whispered in her ear, "Can I show you how sorry I am? Can I please you baby?"
She shook her head again.
He continued to finger fuck her as he made his way down to her core. He took his fingers out and licked her essence off before driving his tongue into her pussy. He swirled his tongue around deep into her pussy. She felt like she was having an out of body experience. He gripped her hips as he kept going deeper and deeper. He alternated between tongue fucking her and sucking her clit. Soon her body exploded with another orgasm. He licked her essence clean.
He looked up at her and whispered, "I am sorry baby. Please forgive me."
She was panting and breathing heavy. She shook her head. She thought he was finished but he put his tongue back into its previous spot. This time he added his fingers to the mix. After about three more orgasms, he lined his cock against her core and slowly thrust into her.
His head was in her shoulders and neck. She dug her nails into his back as he pushed deeper and deeper. It was slow sensual assault. This was about love. It was about their love for each other. No matter what happened, they always had love.
He spoke softly to her, "I love you so much baby. Please don't leave me."
He put both legs over his arms as he spread them wider. He was hitting bottom and she was feeling every stroke. She screamed and moaned as the pleasure became so intense.
Between the feelings he was giving her and the alcohol, it was too much. He picked up the pace as he felt his release coming.
She screamed, "I'm cumming baby."
"Me, too. Take me with you baby."
They both screamed when their release came. He lay on top of her for few minutes before rolling to his side to catch his breath. It wasn't until he heard her sniffing did he realize she was crying.
He pulled her to him, "Baby did I hurt you?"
She shook her head, "No. I'm sorry I almost ruined our honeymoon."
He kissed her tears, "Baby you didn't ruin anything. We are going to be okay. We still have two more days. We can do whatever you want. You can wear whatever you want. I love you and I am not going anywhere."
She smiled, "Promise."
He smiled back. "I promise."
The next morning she woke up with a hangover. After vomiting in the toilet, Fitz gave her some medicine with orange juice and allowed her to sleep a while. After she woke up and felt better, they swam together outside of their room. They had lunch and dinner on the balcony of their rooms. He knew that she was avoiding going out because of what happened but he just went along with it to make her happy.
Their last day, he wanted to do something fun and exciting. He took her parasailing and shopping at the local mall. He tried to keep his distance but he found that she was more accepting of his clinginess because she knew it put him at ease. They had a nice couple's massage on the beach with a moonlit dinner. After another wonderful round of sex, they went to bed because tomorrow they would be going home to see Allie and they were very excited.