Since, I been away for almost two weeks, I decided to update a little earlier than my normal Monday update. I still may do an another chapter on Monday, if weekend is not to crazy. I would like to thank everyone for their responses to my last chapter, it was truly one of the toughest chapters to write, the great coming together of Olitz. This chapter is M RATED, for adult content. Don't own Scandal or its characters. Please excuse any typos. Happy Reading, and as always reviews are greatly encouraged.

Fitz finally pulled his lips from Olivia's lips. "Take off your clothes for me, Livvie." He sat on the bed in front of her.

Olivia smirked. She swayed her hips like she heard music as she unbuttoned her shirt. The shirt fell to the floor.

Fitz bit his lip so hard it bleed a little watching her remove her shirt. His eyes slowly moved from her face . . . to her collarbone . . . down her neck . . . to her black lace bra that held the breast he was going to suck at some point tonight . . . to her stomach that was flat. Olivia worked hard to get her pre-baby body back, her hips were rounder after birthing Lily, but she still looked amazing, he thought to himself.

Olivia unbuttoned her dark colored jeans and slid them down as she kicked off her shoes.

Fitz's eyes wondered from her stomach to the black panties she was wearing. He noticed there was a stain in the front of them from her wetness.

Olivia blushed slightly at Fitz staring at her. She felt like he was analyzing every inch of her body and was committing it to memory. "Hey stop looking at me like that . . . I am not a piece of meat." She said teasing him with a smirk on her face.

Fitz laughed, "It's just I didn't think it was possible . . . but you have become even more beautiful." He reached out and pulled her body to him. He pushed his lips against hers, as their tongues battle for space in the other's mouth. It's been three years, 8 months, and 15 days, since the last time he saw her body and he planned to enjoy every inch of her tonight.

Olivia reached up and touched Fitz's cheek, as she deepened the kiss. She allowed him to pull her onto his lap. She straddled his lap as she grinded her behind against the erection that formed in his pants.

Fitz reached up and unsnapped her bra, not breaking his lips from her lips.

Olivia pulled away briefly to allow the bra to slide off her arms. She leaned back in and reconnected her lips to his. They were kissing like these may be the last kisses they will ever get, each refusing to disconnect from the other.

Fitz finally had to part because he forgot to breathe as they were kissing. The holding of his breath left him winded and slightly pale. He pulled away and breathed heavy. He smiled "you literally took my breath away."

Olivia gasped for air slightly forgetting to breathe also. She played it all, however, and teased Fitz. "You are out practice . . . Fitzzzzz"

Fitz smirked, "was that just a dig, Livvie, you are so going to pay for that later." He leaned into her and took her right nipple into his mouth. He bit it slightly.

Olivia moaned when she felt her nipple in his mouth. She screamed, however, when she felt the sensation of his teeth, "that hurt." She grabbed a hand full of his dark curly hair roughly.

Fitz looked up at her with her nipple still in his mouth. He winked as he began to suck softly on the nipple.

Olivia moaned. "Oh Fitz . . . oh . . . oh . . . that feels so good." She loosened her grip of his hair and instead just held his head to her chest.

Fitz switched to her other nipple and sucked on it roughly. His tongue ran over the soft bulb of her nipple, before flicking it over and over.

Olivia moaned loudly feeling the sensation of her nipple being flicked by Fitz's tongue, but other thoughts began to flood through her mind. She became noticeably distracted.

Fitz pulled away feeling tension in her body. He looked up and noticed the faraway look in her eyes. He knew Olivia and knew that look meant she was pondering something big in her mind. He pulled away from her, because a new aspect of their relationship was going to be communication, and that was exactly what they were going to do now, even though he would prefer to be inside of her in that moment. "What's wrong?"

Olivia was so deep thought she did not realize Fitz had stopped sucking on her nipple. "Uhm . . . it's nothing."

Fitz rubbed his hands up and down her hips, "I am calling Article 1 of the new Fitz-Olivia relationship Constitution."

Olivia laughed, "What is Article 1 of our relationship Constitution . . . Commerce Clause."

Fitz found it amusing Olivia understood his great love of constitutional law, "No . . . but you are close . . . it's the Communication Clause."

Olivia chucked and shook her head finding it absolutely sexy when Fitz talked constitutional law in bed. "ok . . .ok . . . I was just thinking this is . . . well . . . our first time."

Fitz placed a light kiss on her arm, "Uhm Sweet Baby . . . this is definitely not our first time . . . we have a three year old daughter . . . you might remember her . . . sandy brown curly hair, blue eyes, pouty lips, and your stubbornness."

Olivia gave Fitz a side eye, "her stubbornness is definitely a Grant gene not a Pope."

Fitz laughed, "We will have to debate that later . . . but to my originally point this isn't our first time." He made lazy circles on her hand.

Olivia shook her head, "I know this isn't our first time having sex and that we have an amazing three year daughter . . . but this is our first time . . . well my first time with you as a single man . . . you have always belong to someone else . . . before you protest that . . . it's true, even though the relationship was arranged from the start and dead when I met you . . . you took vows in front of God to be forever someone else's . . . so by definition you could never be truly mines . . . I was just a mistress."

Fitz shook his head, "You were always much more than a mistress, Olivia . . . I hate that word."

Olivia rubbed her hands softly over his cheek, "but that's what I was . . . you were taken, which meant while we shared our bodies many times before, you were never really mines when you were always hers . . . but now."

Fitz finished her thought, "I am divorce."

Olivia smiled into his eyes, "You are divorce . . . you are single . . . you don't belong to someone else . . . for once in our relationship we can truly give our full selves to each other . . . it's an overwhelming feeling."

Fitz leaned in and kissed Olivia's lips softly, "It's an amazingly overwhelming feelings, that I can finally give all of me to the only woman I have ever loved . . . so yes this is our first time together in our fresh-start relationship . . . but you are wrong about one thing Livvie."

Olivia looked confused by Fitz declaring she is wrong about anything.

Fitz smiled knowing how much Olivia hate to be wrong. "I do belong to someone now . . . you."

Olivia smiled and kissed Fitz's lips. "You are so cheesy when you are trying to be romantic.

Fitz returned her kiss, "but you still love me . . . even though I am cheesy and romantic."

Olivia smiled against his lips, as she muttered against them, "That I do."

They returned to their intense make-out session. Their lips crushed into each other, fitting perfectly.

Fitz wrapped his arms around Olivia's waist to hold her as close as possible.

Olivia roped her arm around his neck with the same goal of being as close as possible as they lips hungrily explored the other.

Fitz could make out with Olivia until the end of time, heck he could write several books about his love for this woman's lips. He had dreamed about these lips for so long and now to have them, he could not imagine wanting anything else, but he needed to part from her lip. The grinding Olivia had been doing against his pants had caused his erection to harden to the point it was painful. Fitz literally felt like his pants were on fire from his hardon being restricted in his boxers. "We have to stop . . . I need too." Fitz muttered through clenched teeth not wanting to pull his lips from Olivia's.

Olivia pulled away slightly like she had read his mind. "You need to remove your pants."

She too was not sure she could bear just making out with him any longer either, rubbing up against the hard rod in Fitz's pants already made her orgasm twice while they were making out. Her whole body was literally on fire with desire for this man and all they had done at that point was kiss. She thought to herself, heck as soon as he enters me I probably will become completely undone.

Fitz pulled away and placed her on the bed. He began to unbutton his shirt to remove it, "I love how you just finish my thoughts sometimes."

Olivia leaned back onto the bed as she watched him remove his shirt, "yeah . . . sometimes I literally think we share brain waves." She winked at him, "Hmmm come on magic mic . . . dance for me."

Fitz laughed at the inside side joke he and Olivia had about him being Channing Tatum stunt man for the movie, Magic Mic. Fitz indulged Olivia and gave her his best exaggerated stripper moves.

Olivia laughed hysterically. "please stop . . . never . . . I mean never do that again." Olivia knew Fitz was quite the ballroom dancer when he wanted to be and he definitely had moves in bed, but his stripper moves needed a lot work.

Fitz smiled loving to hear Olivia laugh. He let the button down shirt fall to the floor. He lifted his white under shirt over his head and that went flying to the floor.

Olivia ran her finger to her lips as she watched him discarded his shirts and now he stood bare chested he front of her. His chest tone, muscular, and had the perfect amount of chest hair. He was not covered in hair like a bear, but he was not hairless like boy . . . he had just enough hair on his chest to be manly but not enough to hide those tone pecks. . . and gosh those tasty abs.

Fitz smirked, "who is the one staring now . . . I am not a piece of meat, Livvie." He teased her.

Olivia just smirked as she leaned forward and began to undo the buckle on his belt. "You think you going to need some help down here." She licked her lips as she looked up into his normally blue eyes that almost took on a grey shade with lust.

Fitz knew the help she was offering was not to just to remove his pants. Normally, heck under no circumstances, he would ever turn down Olivia's mouth pleasuring him . . . but after nearly four years of this cat and mouse game . . . four years of flirting shamelessly . . . four years of teasing . . . four years of sexual tension . . . he did not need not a minute more of foreplay to be ready . . . he was very ready. He shook his head, "No, I don't need any help . . . I just need you."

Olivia understood immediately his response, when she pulled down his pants and boxers, and came face-to-face with the stiffest erection she had ever seen in her life. It stood perfectly horizontal and the tip was gleaming with layers of pre-cum. Olivia's body shook slightly as she orgasmed again slightly just staring at his erection.

Fitz definitely noticed the slight tremble in Olivia's body and the darkened stain getting even darker in front of her black lace panties. Fitz erection moved slightly up and down involuntarily getting harder as he thought of how soaked his Livvie was just for him. "Little Fitz is happy we are back together too."

Olivia smirked as her chest raise up and down softly and her body heat up with lust. "Hmmm Fitz there is nothing little about that." Olivia's dark nipples became even harder in that moment.

Fitz leaned forwarded and with his teeth removed the lace panties from her body quite skillfully and quickly. He was the one now licking his lips. He allowed his head to linger against her thigh as he looked down at the source of the heat coming from her body. He made a mental note to at some point tonight to taste her . . . he had truly missed her sweet taste . . . but that would have to wait.

Neither said another word in that moment. It was as if they were communicating in the silence, as both climbed onto the large bed completely.

Olivia backed up towards the headboard, knowing it would come in handle tonight . . . at some point one or both would be holding it for balance.

Fitz adjusted the pillow under Olivia head wanting her head to be comfortable, because the rest of her body is about to get a pounding.

Olivia reached up and grabbed Fitz's face to bring him into a deep kiss. She opened her legs allowing him to position his body between them.

Fitz's reached down to her left leg as he softly pushed it up towards her chest to give him the space he needed to thrust. He guided his erection to her opening. He slowly guided the tip to the moist folds mixing her wetness with his pre-cum in the process.

Olivia moaned, "Hmmm Fitz no teasing me . . . please I need it."

Fitz did not need to hear anymore as he thrusted immediately inside of her without hesitation. He quickly filled her and felt her velvet walls tighten around his erection. He thought to himself, she was a lot tighter then he had remembered. He looked down and saw a pained look on her face and he began to panic. He thought to himself, maybe I should have pleasured her first to make sure she was ready. He goes to pull out to do just that, but he is stopped from pulling out by Olivia. She grabbed his arms.

Olivia's face goes from pained to pure ecstasy as she moans his name. "Where do you think you are going?" Olivia had not been with another man since Fitz, because he truly ruined her sexually for other men and she did not think another could satisfy her the way he did. She did however invested in a really good, expensive BOB . . . battery operated boyfriend . . . heck after tonight her vibrator would be retired.

Fitz smiled and leaned down as he began to suck on her neck. He was surely going to make a huge hickey, which Olivia hated, and would be giving him a matching one as retribution. He continued to thrust in and out of her body as her velvet walls gave way and stretched for him. After a while he picked up speed and began to thrust deeper hitting her spot. In the beginning they were off, but they quickly found their rhythm and were in sync again.

Olivia began to thrust back against him, which created friction. The friction became too much for Olivia, as she dunged her nails into his arm. She closed her eyes slightly trying to hold onto some resistance, but it was no use because her body began to tremble.

Fitz smiled knowing exactly what was about to happen. He began to thrust faster hitting her spot over and over again. "Livvie open your eyes for me sweet baby . . . I need to see your beautiful brown eyes."

Olivia opened her brown eyes that were filled with lust. "Ohhhhh Fitz," was all she could muster before she began to orgasm hard.

Fitz felt his own orgasm get close watching her cum, but he was going to hold on as long possible. He had one mission tonight and that was to make love to this woman as long as possible even if it hurt like hell to hold cum that wanted to escape the moment she placed her lips on his downstairs.

They switched sexual positions several times as echoes of moans, screams, and groans went throughout the very large house. They were quite lucky they did not have neighbors because the loud screaming of each names would have sure led to police being called.

After several rounds and sexual positions neither knew were possible, they collapsed in each other arms.

Fitz slowly pulled out of Olivia and lay on his back as sweat fell from his forehead. His chest was rising and falling as he tried to catch his breath.

Olivia was equally winded and spent, but she was not going to give him the satisfaction of knowing how much he just wore her out. She rested her head against his chest and swung a leg over one of his.

Fitz wrapped an arm around her and brought her closer. He laid a soft kiss on her forehead. "I think you broke little Fitz." He managed to get out as he still gasped for air.

Olivia chuckled and reached down stroking the now soft member that was previously hard as a rock. It moved slightly as she ran a finger up and down the shaft. "Nope little Fitz is still alive . . . just sleeping."

Fitz smirked and shook his head slightly. He thought to himself, hack if you keep stroking it, little Fitz will sure be awoken sooner then you expected . . . oh this woman is going to be the death of me.

Olivia smirked knowing exactly what she was doing by stroking him the way she was. She leaned up and kissed his lips softly.

Fitz shook his head, "and that one move you did . . . have you always been this flexible . . . I am going to need you to do that move at least once a week . . . no once a day."

Olivia smiled and thought to herself she loved how despite knowing each other for years they were still exploring and finding new ways to pleasure the other. "I guess . . . stolen moments, closets, and quickies in the Oval did not allow me much time to be that creative in the past."

Fitz drawn lazy circles on her shoulders, "Well feel free to be as creative as you want . . . I love exploring each other bodies . . . I want to get to know each inch of your body again." He leaned in kissing her forehead . . . then he kissed her cheek . . . then he kissed her lips . . . then he kissed her collarbone . . . then he kissed her neck . . . then he began to kiss down her arm . . . but he stopped when he felt a small lump on her inner arm. "Liv, what is this." He bought her attention to the lump.

Olivia looked and leaned her head to the side. "You don't know what that is . . . oh I forgot you are a republican?"

Fitz shook his head, "No, and I am concerned . . . what does my party affiliation have to do with this lump on your arm . . . maybe we should get you checked out."

Olivia tried and failed at holding back her laugher, "Oh well my republican boyfriend . . . this is what us democrats call Nexplanon, or long-term birth control . . . I love our daughter . . . but I don't want any more unplanned pregnancy . . . plus you know I was never that good at remember to take the pill with my busy lifestyle."

Fitz was quiet and focused on the little bump on Olivia arms that was preventing him from creating more adorable babies with the woman he loved. "How long have you had it in and when can you get it out."

Olivia studied his face and knew he was not a fan of her having a nexplanon. "I got my first one a few weeks after having Lily and recently got a new one implanted like three months ago . . . technically I can get it removed at any time but it expires every three years."

Fitz smiled, "Great . . . because I want to have as many babies with you as God will bless us with and that thing is preventing my little soldier from putting babies in your tummy." Fitz ran a hand over her stomach and had a dreamy look on his face.

Olivia bit her lips. "Fitz . . . we said we were going to take this slow . . . and"

Fitz saw the panic look on her face, "Sweet baby . . . I promise I want to take this relationship slow also . . . but I am not going to lie and say I still don't want to marry you and have a house full of kids with you one day . . . but I understand we are not going to have those things tomorrow, we need to put in the work and built a sustainable relationship together first."

Olivia let out a sigh of relieve. She was really looking forward to dating and taking things slow for once in their relationships. "Don't get me wrong I want more babies with you one day . . . Lily is amazing . . . but I am kind of happy I will not be pregnant any time soon . . . pregnancy is not all rainbows, sunshine, and unicorns like they describe in the pregnancy books . . . and childbirth . . . let's just say it was not my most favorite memory." Olivia let out a chuckle.

Fitz rubbed a hand against her cheek softly and kiss her lips, "It could not be that bad . . . the pictures I have seen of you pregnant . . . you looked absolutely beautiful and radiant."

Olivia laughed, "beautiful . . . radiant . . . yeah pictures are deceiving . . . everything was literally swollen towards the end of my pregnancy, I think even my earlobes were swollen . . . I had the craziest food cravings, like mustard on everything . . . I literally had to keep a bottle of it in my purse so I could spray it on everything . . . this one time I even sprayed mustard on my macaroni and cheese . . . gross right."

Fitz could not help but laugh at the thought of Olivia drowning her macaroni and cheese in mustard. In the past, stories about her pregnancy were painful to hear, because it reminded him of the two years he lost with his daughter. However, now when he heard stories about that time in Olivia's life, he cherished them because Olivia was letting him in and sharing her life with him. "Yeah that is kind of gross, Livvie . . . but I sure you looked adorable with that big rounded belly and your mustard covered lips." He leaned in and pecked her lips.

Olivia smirked at the dopey eye expression Fitz was giving her. She loved sharing stories from that time in her life, because it lessened her guilt about him not being there for it. "Then your little butterfly decided she did not want to come out on her due date . . . oh no she was literally 3 weeks late . . . at that point I was ready to pull her out myself."

Fitz smiled and shook her head, "Yeah I can imagine, patience is not your strong suit . . . I am surprised you did not have them induce you at that point."

Olivia ran a finger down his arm softly as she recount that time in her life, "Yeah, they wanted to induce after the second week late, but I was against it . . . I don't know, I just felt like she would come when she was ready to do so . . . I guess she inherited some of my stubbornness in that respect . . . but sure enough I was sitting on a beach three weeks after my due date literally having a stern talk with your daughter about how lateness was unacceptable for a Pope . . . sure enough my water broke." Olivia laughed, "I think she just wanted to shut me up to be honest."

Fitz laughed, "Yeah . . . having your water break would surely do that . . . she gets her fast thinking from me." Fitz teased.

Olivia leaned up and bite his neck playfully, "Yeah, but she definitely also inherited your need to make a grand appearance, as well, because then I was in labor literally another 21 hours before she decided to grace the world with her presences."

Fitz kissed her forehead softly, "but everything you went through didn't matter once they put that precious baby in your arms?"

Olivia smiled thinking about that moment, "No it didn't matter . . . the moment they put her in my arms . . . I truly fell in love with her and have been ever since."

Fitz smiled and looked deeply into Olivia's eyes, "I wish I was there for that moment . . . I am not saying that to make you feel guilty, I have truly forgiven you for keeping her from me . . . but I still wish I could have shared that moment with you."

Olivia leaned up and kissed his lips, "I promise for the next baby we create together you will be there for everything . . . the weird cravings, the crazy mood swings, the crankiness about my swollen body, and the screaming banshee I become during labor."

Fitz kissed her lips back, "and I would love every minute of it." Fitz finally released the yawn he had been trying to hold back the last few minutes. He was absolutely exhausted but he did not want this day to end. He wanted to spend every minute possible making love to one another, talking, kissing, and laughing . . . he did not want this day to end.

Olivia teased Fitz, "I think someone is tired . . . did I just hear a yawn. She released a yawn of her own after teasing him. She was equally exhausted; the combination of the lack of sleeps the last few days, aggressive swimming earlier, and the love making that just happened in this bed, left her barely able to keep her eyes open.

Fitz gave her a cheeky smile as he yawned again. He wrapped his arms around Olivia and bought her close. "You yawned too, sweet baby." His baritone voice was notably deeper, "promise me you will be here when I wake up."

Olivia yawned softly as she cuddled deep into his chest, and listened to the soft beating of his heart. "I am not going anywhere."

AN: My sexual writing is more network tv sex scene then HBO, but hope you guys appreciate me trying to capture the amazing sexual chemistry Olivia and Fitz have.

Recap: Olivia gives a strip tease . . . discuss of sex with a unmarried man . . . Fitz stripper moves are a fail . . . love making finally happens (yay :D) . . . the story of Lily's birth

Preview: The morning after and returning to working together on the campaign . . . will these two be able to keep it professional after the night they just shared.

As always review, I really like hearing everyone's thoughts! LM1.