Chapter 36

He opened the door and there she was sitting on the edge of the massive bed with her legs hanging over the side with her head bowed and her hands in a prayer stance. She had on his navy t-shirt; it was hugging her baby bump. She looked up and there was a look on her face of anguish, she seemed afraid. "Olivia what's wrong, what's the matter?"

"I heard you come in a while ago and I kept waiting and waiting. I was afraid you weren't coming in at all. That somehow this thing that I kept from you was going to harm us. I am uneasy, I know we can get through anything because no matter what we love each other. But your anger it can take you to another place, I…"

"Olivia for the love of god stop it! I am so sorry Sweet Baby for upsetting you at all about those letters. You were trying to do a good thing; you were only trying to make my life easier. You do everything for me, you are always thinking of me. I didn't see that at first Olivia because I always think of you, you are first on my list. And now it isn't just you Olivia there is that precious baby we made. You can't possibly understand the complete joy I have knowing I made a baby with you. We have created a life from the love we share.

"Remember when you had finally told me you loved me too and I was grinning like a hyena because I had wanted to hear it from you for so long? I wanted to be inside you right at that moment and I had reached for a condom and you stilled my hand? 'Come to me uncovered, I want to feel you empty yourself inside me, I want that," you said. I knew at that moment that one day you would give me babies."

"I lost it momentarily tonight when thoughts swirled through my head that someone could harm you and keep that from happening. I broke because I would be broken into a million pieces if anything happened to you and our baby Olivia. I couldn't live with that. So please give me a pass for last night. I was wrong to scream at you and go off the handle."

"I was standing out there thinking about us and the life we have finally been able to carve out for ourselves and I am still greedy. I want so much more. I want our lives to be everything we both have ever dreamed. You deserve so much. You have been through so much with me and for me. You essentially waited for me to end a disastrous marriage and fulfill a dream of being President when you could have moved on."

"For years you have been in the shadows waiting for me to do right by you. Trust me Olivia I will do right by you each and every day. You are young and beautiful, you could have chosen anyone, but you chose me. You chose me to love you and father your children. God I am such a lucky man." He walked over to their bed directly in front her and worked his way between her legs.

"Don't be sad or frightened Olivia. I am yours to have and to hold until death do us part. No one or nothing is going to come between us again. You trust me don't you?"

"I do trust you with all my heart. I'm pregnant and I am very hormonal. I am always on the verge of crying about something. I sometimes feel like a fucking water spout," she said with a smile and a little laughter.

He lifted up her arms and pulled off his t-shirt. "Oh my god you are so fucking beautiful and just the way a caveman likes his woman; naked, barefoot, and pregnant. Can I make love to you Mrs. Grant? Can I make you scream this morning, in moderation of course, just a couple of times? Can I get you to call out my name, say you love me, and tell me I am all you ever dreamed?"

"Fitz I do love you more than you could even imagine. I have been waiting here patiently for you to come to me, to make love to me. I need you." She started undressing her husband. She pulled his shirt off and pulled his t-shirt over his head. She was unbuckling and unzipping his pants as he kissed and nibbled at her breast. His pants dropped to the floor. "Get out of those drawers and shoes right now Mr. Grant, I insist." He reluctantly let go of her full ripe breasts and became as naked as she. She took him in her hand and began squeezing and pumping him as she gently and ran a finger across his tip. "You are leaking Mr. Grant," she said as she put that same finger in her mouth and sucked.

He hissed into her ear, "You can be sure I am. And you Mrs. Grant are wet as can be!" He knew this because he had plunged two fingers inside her and started to move in and out of her.

She leaned back and offered her breast back to him. "Suck them Fitz, they are so sensitive, it sends a message straight to my private parts. Oh god, your hand, I love the way you do that, Fitz please don't stop!"

"Lie back Livvie. He still had his fingers inside her, stroking her. He lowered his mouth to her and started to ravish her like she was something good to eat, and she was. She had lain back and spread herself open to him. He was like a starved man for the scent and taste of her. He still pumped into her with those long thick fingers of his as he lashed away at her clit with his tongue. It was a total assault on her senses! He was driving her crazy. Again and again his tongue dove into her honey pot, the onslaught was too much when he started to suck directly on her engorged nubbin. She had grabbed his hair and closed her eyes, she was coming. Olivia screamed her husband's name as he bucked against his face.

He was now on the bed with her kissing her passionately. His fingers were still moving within her, letting her enjoy the final tremors of her release. When she opened her eyes and looked at him he said, "My turn, but its ladies night. How do you want to conclude this thing Mrs. Grant, your choice?"

"I don't want to ride tonight Mr. Grant. I really want you to be a caveman. I want you hard and fast behind me. I want it doggie style. That is after I get to taste you. I have had visions of this in my mouth all day," she said as she went down on him.

Fitzgerald Grant III laid back and let his wife work him into a total frenzy. He closed his eyes, held on to the headboard, and prayed that he had "moderation" left in him when she was finished with him. After a while he looked down because she had stopped loving him that way and he wasn't ready for her to. He was prepared to let her finish this way. The way he was feeling right now he didn't know if he could practice moderation. "Shit, do it Livvie please, don't stop." It was a plea.

"You taste salty Mr. Grant and sweet," she said as she licked her lips. "Its ladies night and you know what I want."

"Olivia, on your knees then, do it!" He came out of his sex driven haze and reached for the special pillow Neeka had advised them to purchase and use when they had sex in this position. It was supposed to offer a certain degree of comfort to the expectant mother. What it did was drive him more insane with lust and Olivia knew it. It placed him at this incredible angle where he could almost just position himself inside her, let her move on him and take them both over the edge.

He was beyond the point where he could just be docile behind her and Olivia knew it. He had to fucking move or he would surely die. He eased inside of her, and the word moderation just about went out the window. Olivia started right in, she wanted it deep and she wanted it now. She backed up on him and started to move. His wife wasn't going to play fair. He started in fast and mostly furious, and then he remembered. He pulled back and slowed it down.

"Olivia trust me baby, I can do deep and slow and it's still going to curl your toes. You know I can do it. Slow down with me baby. Let me show you what your caveman can do. I promise I'm going to make you scream my name so loud." He was licking her neck and rimming her ears with his tongue. He was tweaking her nipples making them harden and send signals straight to her pussy. He was going in and out of her. It wasn't as fast as she was demanding but it was consistent and he was consistently gliding against her nubbin. Olivia had started to move her head from side to side. She now had her hands on the headboard she was ready for it. She wanted to come again.

"Fitz it is so good, please make me. Fitzzzzzzzz, oh my god. MOVE! MOVE! Her honeyed walls gripped him like a glove as she came. And fast and furious he had ended it. He had come shortly after her so strong and hard, calling out her name as wave after wave of absolute bliss struck him. It was so amazing the things he felt with his wife. When he could raise his head and had enough air in his lungs to speak, he told her so.

"Livvie I love you so much." He pulled her back against him, pushed the pillow aside, and they lay nestled together in a loving embrace. She opened her eyes and looked into his blue ones. "I love you more, my husband. You have made me so tired." With that said she promptly went to sleep in his arms.

He held her close breathing in her scent mingled with the smell of red hot sex. God, would he ever get enough of her? He doubted it. He was as sexually sated as Olivia but there was no way he could sleep right now. He was tempted to get up and call General Pasteur. He had made it perfectly clear they were to start on the case as soon as they left the White House. They had finished going over the material around three o'clock this morning. It was after five. He and his wife had been at it for more than an hour. That was too long. He was going to have a plaque made and hung above this bed that said "Moderation and Restraint."

He had gotten Olivia to see that of course he could make love to her all night, but he didn't need to. Mind-blowing sex could come in small doses too. You just had to know what you were doing and he did. They had great sex a couple of nights during the week and they looked forward to week-end sex.

He decided not to get up. He didn't want to disturb Olivia. She had been up all night worried about those damn letters and his reaction to finding out about them. He had apologized and she had accepted it. They were moving forward. When this thing with the letters was concluded he was going to sit down with someone and see exactly how his family was being protected. If Olivia continued to work after the baby was born there were going to be some strict rules.

He knew he was being cave mannish but he didn't want her working at all. He wanted her and his children safe. He actually wanted her at home so he could keep an eye on her himself. However he knew better than to pull that "Livvie homemaker" shit with Olivia. She would cry foul if he even brought up that subject.

He was hoping that motherhood was going to have a different effect on Olivia. He knew she was going to be a natural nurturer. There wasn't a doubt in his mind that his wife wasn't going to allow a nanny to play mother to her children. Olivia had been a boarding school child, she wouldn't allow that same fate for her children. He could see that she had taken over some of the care of Teddy since they had been married. She was a real mother and she would care for her own children. Not that she wouldn't accept help if available; but he knew that the birth of their baby was going to present a different path in the road for Olivia.

She tossed about a little in her sleep and she seemed to be reaching out for him. "I am here Livvie, I won't leave you."

She opened her eyes, though she seemed to be somewhere else. "Promise me you won't."

He pulled her close and whispered in her ear. "I promise "Sweet Baby" I never will." She closed her eyes and she was asleep again. Slowly sleep began to creep up on him. He pulled his wife closer and placed a hand on her expanding belly. He felt his son moving around inside her. In less than three months he would hold another son with eyes like his. He closed his eyes and slept like a baby!