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Chapter 37
"Here ya go" whispered Fitz, handing Olivia a cup of coffee, "How's he doing?"
"He fell asleep again a few minutes ago" she replied still rubbing Gerry's curls.
Gerry had spent the night in and out of sleep. Olivia and Fitz took turns holding his hand and rubbing his head, neither sleeping for more than an hour at a time.
"Livie, why don't you lay down and take a nap" Fitz said kissing her neck.
"I'm okay here" she replied leaning her head into his chest, "Thanks for the coffee."
"What if I lay down with you?" Fitz breathed close to her ear, "Rub your back a little. Hold you close to me."
"You know we can't do that" she whispered, "There are nurses and doctors in and out of here constantly."
"But the thrill of getting caught makes it all the more exciting" Fitz said with a sly smile.
"And Gerry has no idea you and Mellie are getting a divorce" continued Olivia, "let alone that you and I are…" her voice trailed off.
"Dating, it's called dating Livie" he laughed quietly.
They heard a knock on the door and Gerry's nurse appeared. Fitz quickly pulled his arms from around Olivia and she sat up straight taking a long sip of her coffee.
"I just need to do a quick assessment and I have his pain medicine" whispered the nurse logging on to the computer in the room, "My name is Liz."
"I'm Fitz," he smiled, "this is Olivia."
"Nice to meet both of you, I'll be Gerry's nurse until seven tonight" the nurse replied, "Just let me know if you need anything."
"We just need our little boy well enough to go home" Fitz stated placing his hand on Olivia's back. She glanced at him with a small smile then turned back towards Gerry.
The nurse assessed Gerry and gave him his pain medicine then left the room after reminding Gerry and Fitz that they should call if they needed anything.
"How are you feeling Buddy?" Fitz asked standing next to the bed.
"Sleepy and my head hurts" Gerry said, "Can you lay with me Daddy?"
"Sure" Fitz smiled and gingerly climbed into bed next to Gerry, "Is this okay?"
"No" said Gerry shaking his head slightly, "We need Liv to lay with us too."
Fitz let out an involuntary laugh and looked in Olivia's direction for her reply.
"Ger, there isn't room for all of us in that bed" she said walking over to the other side, "How about I just sit here in the chair and rub your arm?"
"I want you to lay with us" he whined, "You said you were going to cuddle me and I have a booboo on my head."
"Okay I'll snuggle for a little bit" she relented, "I can't say no to you boys."
"Yeah" Gerry gave a half-hearted cheer. Olivia bent down and kissed his forehead, "I hope you feel better soon Buddy."
"Kiss here Liv" he pointed to his cheek, she complied. "Now here," he indicated his other cheek which she kissed then added another kiss to his forehead.
"Now it's Daddy's turn to give me kisses" Gerry said looking in Fitz's direction.
Fitz laughed, "You sure are milking this for all it's worth" and kissed Gerry's forehead.
"Now kiss Livie" Gerry said looking at Fitz. Olivia froze, staring at the wall, unable to look at Gerry or Fitz.
"Gerry, I can't kiss Olivia," began Fitz glancing over in her direction, "Remember when Mommy and I talked to you about who it was okay to kiss?"
"You told me that it's okay to kiss Mommy and Daddy and people you love," recited Gerry, "I want Liv to be my Mommy. Since you're my Daddy if you kiss Liv she'll be my Mommy."
Olivia blushed and sat up on the side of the bed.
"Don't you want to kiss Liv?" he asked innocently, "She gives really warm kisses."
"Fine" Fitz replied in an attempt to end the inquisition. He took Olivia's hand and placed a light kiss over her knuckle.
"Not like that" Gerry rolled his eyes, "Like in the movies."
Fitz stood and walked around the bed to Olivia, his palms felt sweaty and his heart was racing. It felt like the first time they had kissed, awkward and anxious, "One kiss" he said in Gerry's direction. Gerry beamed in reply. Fitz placed his hand on the side of Olivia's neck and bent his lips to softly touch hers.
"Okay, now everybody come kiss me again" called Gerry with a giggle.
"I think he's feeling better" smiled Fitz allowing his hand to skim Olivia's firm ass.
"Or that's some damn good pain medicine" laughed Olivia. Both she and Fitz leaned down at the same time to kiss Gerry's cheeks.
Gerry spent the rest of the morning napping and watching television. Fitz and Olivia took turns reading him stories. Just after his lunch Olivia laid down in the extra bed in Gerry's room. She just wanted to rest her eyes but she soon fell into a deep sleep leaving Gerry and Fitz to talk.
"Ger, I think we need to talk about some kinda grown up things that are going on" said Fitz rubbing his son's curly hair.
"You mean you and Mommy getting divorced?" his statement stopped Fitz.
"Where did you hear that?" asked Fitz.
"The kids at school said it was on TV that you and Mommy were getting divorced" Gerry replied wide-eyed.
"Do you understand what that means?"
"Tommy's Mommy and Daddy are divorced and they don't live in the same house anymore" explained Gerry.
"That's part of it" Fitz wanted to do his best to explain things to Gerry, "Your Mom and I won't live together anymore and she won't be around when we do things for my campaign but things won't change when it comes to you and Karen."
"Can Liv still do my school things with me?" Gerry asked enthusiastically, "And can she eat dinner at our house? And watch movies with us?"
"I'm sure Olivia will do all of those things if you ask her" smiled Fitz, "but your Mom will want to do those things with you too."
"Daddy, can I call Olivia Mom?" Gerry asked quietly, "She is so nice and she helps take care of me and she reads to me and kisses my boo-boos."
"Ger, your Mom will always be your Mom" Fitz explained, his back to the door, as he rubbed Gerry's arm, "Nothing can change who your mother is."
"But I want Olivia to be my Mommy" Gerry whined a little louder, "Mommy never wants to play with me or read me stories and Liv cuddles with me and lets me help her work on your campaign stuff. She didn't get upset when I knocked all the papers off her desk. She doesn't yell at me and she wouldn't send me away to boarding school. Plus, she's so pretty, all the boys at school think so, and she gives nice Mommy kisses."
Fitz felt torn, he didn't want to poison the kids against Mellie but he couldn't disagree with Gerry. Olivia spent more quality time with Karen and Gerry in the short months she'd known them than Mellie probably had in their entire lives. He wanted the kids to accept Olivia but he didn't want to force her on them. He looked over at Olivia sleeping. She had dropped everything to come to Philadelphia to support him and help him take care of Gerry. She didn't hesitate to be there for him and she always had what was best for him in mind. She was smart and beautiful and she genuinely cared for his kids. Some days he wondered if they might love her as much as he did but then he realized that it wasn't possible for anyone to have stronger feelings for Olivia than his.
X-X
Mellie had let Fitz run her out of the hospital the night before but she refused to let him keep her from her son. She climbed out of the car, a bouquet of balloons trailing behind her and walked towards the main entrance of the hospital. She stopped to allow the waiting reporters to snap pictures of her then proceeded into the hospital. She approached the desk in the PICU and was directed to Gerry's room. She strode confidently in that direction and heard Gerry and Fitz talking as she approached the partially open door.
"I want Olivia to be my Mommy" she heard her son say, "She cuddles with me…she's so pretty…she gives nice Mommy kisses."
Mellie felt a sharp pain hit her like she'd never felt before. She couldn't believe what she had heard. She couldn't comprehend a child wanting someone else to be their mother. She had carried him and given birth to him and raised him, or at least found the best people to raise him. How could he think Olivia would be a better mother? What was so special about her? Why was everyone in her life choosing Olivia over her? She decided she must have heard Gerry wrong, there was no way her son would choose his father's whore over her. She straightened her coat and plastered on her best smile then walked into the room.
"Hi Sweetheart" she called as she entered.
"Shh…Mom, you're going to wake up Olivia" said Gerry putting his finger to his lips, "She's been up all night with me and she needs to rest."
"Oh" Mellie faltered a bit, "I brought you balloons" she whispered.
"Thank you" said Gerry with a small grin then turned back to his father, "Dad, show Mom the cool balloon that Liv got me."
"Sure Buddy" Fitz moved to the other side of the room and grabbed the balloon, bringing it to Gerry.
"Isn't it cool, it's got legs" marveled Gerry moving the balloon up and down.
"Very cool" muttered Mellie, "Did you see I have a Spiderman balloon in here with the ones I brought?"
"Thanks Mom" he said, "But I don't really like Spiderman anymore. Thor is much cooler but My Liv told me I can't watch the movie." He looked disappointed, "She said it's not appropriate."
"What would she know about what's appropriate?" mumbled Mellie looking over at Olivia.
"Now isn't the time Mellie" Fitz's voice was stern. Mellie ignored him and moved her focus to Gerry, "Are you feeling better, Sweetie?"
"My boo-boo still hurts but Liv and Daddy have been keeping me company" Gerry replied.
"Is he going home today?" Mellie asked Fitz, "This hospital is so dirty…and you and…" she gestured towards Olivia, "your, whatever shouldn't have to take turns sleeping in a hospital bed."
"The doctors are going to let us know this afternoon after they get the results of his CT scan. We really didn't sleep much, Gerry was up most of the night" replied Fitz thankful that Mellie hadn't called Olivia names in front of Gerry, "You know she really is good with him."
Olivia woke from her nap to the sound of Fitz and Mellie talking. She blinked her eyes several times before sitting up.
"Hi Liv" beamed Gerry, the first to notice she had awakened.
"How was your nap Livie?" Fitz asked, "You were really out."
"I guess I didn't realize how tired I was" Olivia yawned, "Sorry."
Fitz crossed the room and sat down on the bed next to her resisting the urge to kiss her cheek.
"Liv, thank you for being here for Gerry" Mellie forced, "It's so hard for me to help everyone in my current state." She touched her hand to her belly.
"Anytime, I love Gerry like he's my own" Olivia smiled tentatively in Mellie's direction.
"Just don't forget that he isn't" Mellie's expression hardened, "Yours, I mean."
"Mellie" Olivia began, "I don't think this is the time or the place. We all care about Gerry, that's all that matters."
"Olivia is right" interjected Fitz, "We all love Gerry and we're all going to need to find a way to get along for him and Karen."
There was a knock and the PICU attending poked her head in the door, "Is this a bad time?" she asked.
"Not at all" said Fitz. The doctor came in and shook hands with Fitz then walked over to Gerry.
"How are you feeling this afternoon Gerry?" she asked.
"My head hurts" said Gerry.
"You're going to have a headache for a week or so probably" the doctor told him, "but you don't feel like you're going to throw up right?"
"No" Gerry replied.
"Well, I think if the pictures of your head look good then we can let you go home" smiled the doctor, "no more jumping off bunk beds though."
"Okay" Gerry smiled.
"You must be a pretty popular kid with all of these stuffed animals and balloons" the doctor laughed.
"Yeah, I got this cool balloon from My Liv and these Thor toys from Daddy and Liv and Liv brought me this awesome teddy bear with a boo-boo on his head too," Gerry said excitedly, "Oh, and Liv got me a new Thor coloring book and this huge box of crayons."
"And Mommy got you balloons too" added Mellie as sweetly as possible.
"Oh, right," Gerry said, "Mommy got me some balloons too."
Mellie's cell phone rang and she excused herself to the hallway to answer it. She returned several minutes later looking irritated and said a quick goodbye to Gerry before leaving. The nurse came to take Gerry for his CT scan and suggested Olivia and Fitz take a break to get something to eat. They made their way to the hospital cafeteria.
"I guess we really haven't eaten much since we got here" Olivia laughed as they walked.
"You haven't fed me since I showed up at your door," Fitz smiled leaning close to her ear, "You're not a very good hostess." He slipped his arm around her waist momentarily before remembering they were in public and quickly pulling away.
"You can leave it there" whispered Olivia while they perused the food options.
"What happened to my cautious, level-headed Livie?" he returned, "How would it look to all of these people if I had my arm around you?"
Olivia didn't say anything, just busied herself choosing her meal then finding a seat at a table in the corner. Fitz followed closely behind carrying his meal and two newspapers. He took a seat and handed her one of the papers.
"Ms. Pope," Fitz said earnestly, "Dare I ask if you had something to do with this?" he pointed the newspaper's headline.
Olivia read the headline, 'Governor's Wife Caught in Compromising Position with Democratic Senator" then looked to Fitz.
"Why would you think I would have anything to do with this?" she asked innocently, "I have been with you for the past twenty four hours."
"How did you do it?" he pressed her in a hushed tone.
"What makes you think I did it?" she batted her eyelashes and a slightly wicked smile met her lips, "I'm just the Governor's lowly media relations whore"
"God, I could kiss you right now" he reached to touch her arm across the table, "But Livie, how did you do it?"
"I have some friends that owe me," she replied, "and some reporters who really like to have the latest scoops…and really like their wives not knowing about their girlfriends…and like knowing that I would help them if they were in trouble."
"You are incredible" he stared at her, in awe of this innocent looking woman who sat in front of him. She looked so small and harmless, friendly and unassuming but behind that façade was a shrewd political genius. Finally he managed to speak, "Is that why you didn't care about me putting my arm around you?"
"It's not a total fix but there are a few more things in the works" she continued.
Fitz looked back to the paper and put a spoonful of soup in his mouth. He nearly spit his soup across the table at Olivia when his eyes moved below the fold of the paper. He coughed as he swallowed the soup and looked back to Olivia who was intently reading something in the paper she held.
"What else did you do?" he asked as a means to get her attention. When she didn't answer he said, "Livie? Olivia? Olivia Pope?"
"Huh? What?" she turned her attention towards Fitz, laying the paper down in front of her.
"Did you happen to put that genius brain of yours to work on any other news stories?" he smiled at her but saw something he didn't recognize in her eyes, "Are you okay Livie?"
"I'm fine" she replied quietly, she obviously had something on her mind, "No, I didn't have anything to do with any other news stories."
"Well then, read this" he pointed the article he had been reading, an interview with Robert Owens about the pending arrival of a child with the woman he'd been dating for a year. Olivia dropped the paper.
"Rob's making his move" she said, "Did your attorney say how long it would be before the paternity test results are back?"
"He said about a week" Fitz replied, "I thought we'd be able to keep it out of the press until then."
"But why didn't he name her name?" Olivia wondered aloud running through possible scenarios in her head, "He's trying to support Mellie without getting dragged into the scandal. He doesn't want to lose his senate seat but it sounds like he wants the baby."
"Maybe you could help him out," Fitz smirked, "You've done a fine job helping me with my personal difficulties."
Olivia laughed, "I can only handle one hard client at a time and I have my hands full with you."
"Only one hard client huh?" Fitz's smile turned mischievous as he grabbed Olivia's hand and placed it over the expanding bulge in his pants, "How is that for a handful?"
Olivia felt a familiar desire course through her body. He moved his hand from hers and she gave him a lingering squeeze before shifting her hand to his thigh. She felt him tense under her hand and knew her actions were having the desired effect.
"We should probably get back to Gerry" she said removing her hand from Fitz's leg.
He grumbled slightly when her hand left him, "You can't leave me like this" he gestured to the prominence in his pants, "We can find somewhere…just really quick…I need to touch you."
"We're not going to sneak off like a couple of teenagers," Olivia grinned, "but let me leave you with this thought" she ran her fingers slowly along her neck and slid the next button on her blouse from its hole exposing a hint of cleavage.
"Olivia" he moved his mouth so it just brushed her ear, "I'm going to make you pay for that later." He ran his tongue along her earlobe and added, "Don't let anyone see how hot this makes you, we need to keep you out of the papers."
Olivia's cheeks burned crimson while she took a few seconds to breathe deeply and compose herself. She cleared her throat and stood, picking up her purse, "Shall we?"
"After you," replied Fitz looking at the part of the paper she had been reading, the engagement and wedding announcements.
X-X
Fitz carried Gerry's patient belonging bag and led the way to the waiting SUV. Olivia carried Gerry, his face buried in her neck. They got him situated in the car and settled themselves into the back seat. Gerry rested his head against Olivia who sat between him and Fitz. The little boy closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep as they pulled away from the hospital.
"It's about a 40 minute ride to the house" he whispered against her neck.
"I need to get back to my apartment after I get you boys settled," Olivia did her best to ignore the desire that ignited within her.
"You won't get back until after midnight once you get on the road" Fitz argued, "You should stay with us."
"That is so beyond inappropriate" she looked him straight in the eye, "Not an example we want to set for Gerry and Karen."
"Sleep in the guest room" he replied shifting away from her slightly, "I don't want you going back to your apartment so late by yourself. You work on the campaign, you'll be in another bedroom way down the hall from me. You're my trusted advisor helping me take care of my son in the absence of his mother."
"And the press will have a field day" she replied adding a kiss on his cheek to try to ease his disappointment. As her lips approached his cheek he turned, capturing her mouth with his in a deep kiss.
"Olivia" he moved his lips to her collarbone, placing tantalizing kisses there before trailing his tongue to her ear, "I'm not sure Gerry is going to let you leave. Karen will want you to hang around to visit with her. I want you to stick around and play with me. The entire Grant family wants you."
"Fitz" she whispered, "You know we can't do this. I'll get you guys settled and I'll head back to New York." She had morphed back into her professional persona as a guard against his advances.
Fitz relented and placed a kiss on her temple before putting his arm around her shoulder and holding her and Gerry close to him. Olivia slipped in and out of sleep as they rode in silence the remainder of the way to Fitz's house. The SUV pulled into the three car garage and Fitz quickly moved to carry Gerry inside. Olivia followed him inside stopping in the kitchen as he carried the little boy up to his bedroom. Fitz tucked Gerry into bed then went to the master bedroom to change his clothes. He returned to the kitchen a few minutes later looking relaxed in a pair of jeans and a fitted sweater.
"Can I pour you a glass of wine?" he asked walking up behind her.
"Sure" Olivia suddenly felt shy, "Your house is gorgeous."
"You've only seen the kitchen," he moved past her to retrieve the wine key, his chest skimming her arm, "I'll give you the guided tour when I put Karen to bed. Shiraz okay?"
"Fine" she replied with a small smile.
Fitz moved around the kitchen with such precision, clearly in his element. She watched his back as he reached in the cabinet to retrieve two wine glasses then his forearms as he turned the corkscrew and removed the cork.
"Do you like baked brie?" he broke her from her thoughts, "I have a really fantastic recipe I want to try."
"You cook?" she seemed surprised.
"My family needs to eat right?" he moved closer to her and suddenly her senses were overwhelmed. The sight of the sleeves of his sweater pushed up over his forearms, the smell of his cologne, the electricity between them, how handsome he looked when all of his walls were down and he was just Fitz. She took a few steps backwards in an attempt to collect herself but he kept moving towards her. Her back made contact with the island in the middle of the room then his right hand on the counter to the left of her and his left arm to the right of her. He was impossibly close yet not touching her. He leaned his mouth to her ear and continued, "There are many things I can do that you haven't experienced yet…Olivia."
The feeling of his breath in her ear, the words he spoke, the smell of him, and his sheer proximity. She thought she might be suffocating. Then his lips brushed hers lightly. She tried to deepen the kiss but he moved away, "You never answered my question, do you like baked brie?"
"Yes" she was still in a haze. Every inch of her body was screaming to be touched, to touch him. The sight of him being domestic and looking undeniably sexy doing it was driving her insane. He went to work preparing the brie and placing it in the oven then handed her a glass of wine. She took a long drink hoping it would help soothe her yearning. A noise from across the house drew her attention.
"Daddy, are you here?" Karen called, her voice getting closer. She came around the corner and saw Olivia, "Liv, hi" she cried, "I've missed you so much"
"Hi Karen, I've missed you too" replied Olivia.
"How's Gerry?" she asked Fitz, "Is his head okay?"
"He's sleeping, he'll have to take it easy" Fitz answered, "and you two will have to stop with the acrobatics."
"Sorry Daddy" she looked at her feet, "I feel really bad that Ger got hurt."
"I know you do Pumpkin" Fitz hugged her and kissed the top of her head, "Why don't you go change out of your dance clothes and bring your homework for me to check."
"Jackie already checked it" called Karen walking in the direction of her bedroom, "I'm going to put my jammies on and do my reading before bed. Will you come tuck me in?"
"Sure Sweetie," smiled Fitz.
"Will you come too, Liv?"
"Definitely" Olivia replied.
"Jackie, thanks for keeping Karen while I was at the hospital with Gerry" Fitz said with a warm smile.
"I'm just glad he's okay" replied Jackie, "I was so afraid when he fell."
"It happens, boys are always getting into trouble" laughed Fitz, "I know I always had myself in trouble when I was younger."
"Some things never change huh?" smiled Jackie glancing at Olivia then back to Fitz.
"I guess not" Fitz replied, "Jackie this is…"
"Olivia" finished Jackie, "I've heard so much about you. Gerry is absolutely crazy about you. He asks if I think you'll like what he picks out to wear for school. And he told me I should buy 'the good kinda perfume' like Liv."
"Gerry is very sweet" blushed Olivia.
Karen called for Jackie from the top of the stairs and Jackie excused herself.
"That little boy is head over heels for you" Fitz said from just behind Olivia before his lips kissed the base of her neck.
"I'm pretty crazy about him too" Olivia managed, his light touches and quick kisses were going to be the death of her.
"Wanna go tuck Karen in before our brie is finished?" Fitz asked offering his hand to Olivia. She gladly took his hand and followed him upstairs. Karen's bedroom was all girl, purple and pink everywhere, signed pointe shoes hung on her wall among the posters of ballerinas. And she had a canopy bed with eyelet Pottery Barn bedding. Fitz and Olivia each read Karen a bedtime story and kissed her goodnight.
"I love you Daddy" said Karen with a yawn.
"Love you too Sweetie" Fitz gave her one final kiss on the forehead.
"Love you Liv" Karen added.
"Goodnight Karen," Olivia kissed her cheek, "I love you too."
X-X
Fitz spread warm brie onto a cracker and offered it to Olivia. She leaned over and took a bite savoring the delicious flavor.
"That is amazing" she breathed not realizing she had allowed her eyes to slide closed.
"I can see you're enjoying it" Fitz laughed softly then put the other half of the cracker into his mouth. Olivia spread some brie onto a cracker and held it up to Fitz in return. He leaned to take a bite but took the whole cracker instead, pulling her small fingers into his mouth, licking each one clean.
She felt her breath catch and an involuntary whimper escaped her lips. He looked into her eyes and found sheer passion. He knew what he was doing to her because it was happening to him too.
"Delicious" he murmured not taking his eyes from hers, "and the brie is pretty good too."
Before she knew what was happening his hands were on her hips pulling them against his. She knew his kids were upstairs and even this was too much but her resolve was weakening. She couldn't make her mind focus on anything other than his fingers on her hips and his erection pressing against her and his smell close to her and his breath caressing her skin.
"I'd love that tour now" she choked in an attempt to gain clarity.
"How about I show you my bedroom now and the rest later?" Fitz didn't stop moving his hands on her body.
"What about Karen and Gerry?" she breathed quickly losing her ability to reason.
"They're asleep and their rooms are on the side of the house opposite my bedroom" he kept touching her.
"Mellie could come home" she hated to mention her name but she didn't want him to do anything he would regret.
"Olivia" he held her face in his hands, "Mellie has been taken care of, thanks to you. My children are happy, thanks to you. And I am completely, utterly, undeniably in love, also thanks to you."
She blushed and started to speak but he put a finger to her lips, "Shh…I am also very much in need of a few things. It's been a really rough few days. I am so thankful that you were by my side to help me through them but you being close to me and all of the stress…" his voice trailed off, "I need you….I need to have you naked in my bed….I need to spend hours worshipping this perfect body….I need to kiss you….I need to feel you wrapped around me…"
"Fitz," she began, "I think…"
"That's your problem, Olivia, too much thinking" his lips touched hers and every one of her arguments was incinerated by their desire.
He pushed her against the island, grinding his pelvis against hers while his hands tangled in her hair holding her lips to his. She tasted better than he remembered. Her lips were softer and her mouth hotter. He pulled back from the kiss long enough to look into her face. Her lips were cherry red and her cheeks flushed. Her fingers were resting in his curls and an unmistakable heat radiated from her.
"Why did you stop?" she asked in a hush.
"I just wanted to look at you" he whispered, "If you really don't want to do this here we don't have to. I'll wait" He barely finished his sentence before her lips were pressed to his again. Her tongue teased his mouth, finding his and settling into the rhythm they had established. Fitz slid his hands to her ass and picked her up, wrapping her legs around him and moving in the direction of the stairs. He found his way to the master bedroom and lay her down on the bed. He stood up and pulled his sweater over his head exposing the rippling muscles beneath.
Olivia propped herself on her elbows enjoying the opportunity to see his body. It was an amazing view that she would swear got better every day. She began to unbutton her blouse causing him to stop his movements to disrobe. He watched her intently, this gorgeous creature slowly removing her clothes, pulling each layer from her flesh, just for him. Only he got to see this show, only he got to touch her and make her moan, only he could make her lose all control, and for that he was grateful.
She tossed her shirt to the floor giving him a coy smile then reached for her pants. He caught her wrists, "Let me Livie". She let her hands fall to her sides as his fingers skated down her sides ever so lightly then stopped at her waistband. He allowed the back of his fingers to brush her abdomen causing her muscles to contract in anticipation.
"It's like unwrapping the greatest Christmas present ever" he murmured as he slid the pants off her feet. Then he stepped back to take another look. The brilliant Olivia Pope, political weapon extraordinaire, in her bra and thong, completely at his mercy. He made quick work of his pants and boxers before climbing onto the bed. He slid off her thong and freed her breasts from the confines of her bra, running his hands over the soft peaks.
Olivia ran her hand over the abdomen of the breathtaking, powerful man kneeling between her thighs. He bent his mouth to touch hers allowing his erection to trail across her clit. Her moan caught in his mouth and he pressed her against the mattress as their kiss deepened. His hands caressed her breasts, finding her nipples and pressing his palms against them. Everywhere he touched her heightened her pleasure and she was sure her orgasm wasn't far off.
He slid his torso against hers until his cock sat at the edge of her wetness. He watched her, relishing the moment their bodies came together. As he slid into her she gripped his back harder, digging her nails into his flesh. He set a slow pace allowing his mouth to explore her shoulders and neck, then her waiting mouth. He pressed his tongue into her mouth while his erection drove into her heat. Olivia felt all consumed, his hands tilted her hips up to him then trailed along her arms bringing them above her head.
Fitz pulled his lips from hers and traced kisses up each of her arms allowing his cock to leave her heat momentarily. She whimpered at the torture of being so aroused then gasped as he turned her to her belly. Olivia again felt his mouth on her neck then her back.
"You have an amazingly sexy back" he said against her now moist skin.
His strong hands hoisted her hips and drove his rock hard cock deep into her. Olivia fisted the sheets wondering how long she could survive this onslaught. He knew exactly how to touch her, she thought, when his fingers moved to her clit. He knew how to bring her to the edge, he controlled her body, he forced her body to bend to his every whim, and he knew just what to say and when to say it.
"Olivia" he growled against her hair not letting up with his hands.
"Fitz" she whispered, obviously under his spell.
"Say it again" he breathed against her neck leaving a trail of goose bumps behind.
"Fitz" she said a little bit louder reaching back to touch him. She turned her head to look at him as his chest caressed her back. He looped his arm under her body and gripped her shoulder, while his other hand continued its assault on her clit. She knew his climax was close.
"You are so gorgeous" he picked up his pace slightly, "and you're all mine."
Fitz kissed the scratches on Olivia's shoulders, the result of their lovemaking the day before. The heat of his mouth spurred her passion and she turned her face into the bed. She felt his breath on her ear again before he spoke, "I want to see your face Olivia, I want to see how good it feels when you cum."
Her head sprung to the side, their eyes meeting anew. Seconds later her orgasm overtook her body. He gripped her tighter continuing his thrusts until one final thrust brought him spilling into her. He gently turned her body towards him and pulled the covers over them. He smiled and pushed a dark curl from her face, "Thank you"
"For what?" she asked quietly.
"For loving me and my kids" he ran his fingers along her jaw, "For staying at the hospital with me and Gerry. For caring if I get elected because you think I'll make a good president not because you want to be First Lady" he kissed her lips, gently sucking on her lower lip before finishing, "For letting me make love to you in my bed, in my house, in my world."
"I love you" she whispered, her head buried in his neck.
"Ditto"
So? Dying to know what you think. I wrote and re-wrote several parts of this chapter. Anxious to read the reviews. As always, pass this along to others you think might enjoy it. And know that your amazing reviews keep me writing. You've definitely made me a better writer. Keep the reviews coming! I humbly thank you for sharing this adventure with the Grants, Olivia, & I.