Chapter 49

She stirred finally just a little. Involuntarily she reached back to touch him. She wanted to know he was still there. He would never leave her if he could. She was why he was on this earth, to love and worship her. She had been asleep for more than two hours. It was now two o'clock in the morning. He had dozed occasionally himself but he was more of the sentinel tonight. He stood watch and was waiting to serve his woman. Her night to remember was hardly over. He would have her remember him and the things that they did this night. After tonight it would be a while before it was about the two of them again. Of course they would know pleasure he would see to that, but that unrestrained passion that they both experienced where he no longer knew where he ended and she began, they wouldn't experience again until after the birth of their baby and his wife's body had healed. They were about to have a round three and it was going to be memorable.

"Livvie," he whispered softly in her ear. "Livvie wake-up."

His hands were at her breast cradling and fondling. His thumb was gently caressing her nipples. His manhood was already engaged as it lay nestled behind her reaching. He was still right at her ear whispering things very, very naughty things daring Olivia to awaken and experience them. She was starting to awakened. She was feeling things very sexual things. She started to move her bottom.

"Fitz where are you? I need you. Come to me."

"I'm right here Livvie lift your leg over mine and let me in." She did. He took a finger and touched her first. She was wet and she was wet for him. He positioned himself and entered her with one sure stroke. He was inside to the hilt but he didn't move. He slowly let out the air he had just sucked in. He wanted to move so badly but he held still. It was very hard not to move because he was where he wanted to be. The President hissed to his wife, "Don't move Livvie not a muscle."

His wife returned the hiss at the contact of her husband entering her. She knew he was telling her not to put her Kegel into play but she wanted to. She wanted to close her legs on him and clasp that part of him that was buried so deeply within her. She wanted to move. He felt wonderful.

"Fitz I was dreaming you were behind me. It was glorious. In the dream you let me move though. Please I need to move. I want to. You feel so good. I need to move."

"Trust me Olivia you don't want to move because what comes if you don't move will blow you away. I know you want to move just as do I but we are going to be special and different tonight. You are going to come so good and so hard Livvie but you need to let me lead you there. Lie still and enjoy the sensations that are coming to you. Listen to me; listen to my voice and not your body. Will you do that for me Livvie? Will you let me control this round?"

Olivia took in a deep breath and let it out. "I think I can. I want to. I want to be yours to command Mr. President; I want to listen only to your sweet voice. Talk to me Fitz."

He did start talking then in that voice. The voice that could literally make her come in her panties when he wasn't even in the room. He was describing himself. He told her how long and hard he was inside her. He described her walls that were like a velvet glove he said. They were surrounding him and holding him in place. He asked her to tighten herself around him but her body was to remain still. He wasn't going to move either but he wanted her to imagine that he was. She was to imagine him gliding slowly in and out of her. Each and every time he assured her that the crown of his dick was going to glide over her clit. "Imagine it Livvie, my most sensitive part is going to touch your most sensitive part Every. Single. Time."

He talked and he talked until Olivia had the images in her mind. His mouth was still at her ear speaking and occasionally he was rimming that ear with his tongue. However he forged on with sexually explicit dialogue. His hands were at her breasts massaging and tugging. "Squeeze Livvie and feel me. You can feel the beat of my heart if you concentrate Livvie. I can feel your heart beating even now. Feel me, I can feel you and it feels so good. You make me want to move so badly. I won't though because we are being special and different tonight."

They were like that for a few more minutes and Olivia finally spoke. "Oh my god Fitz I feel your heart beating inside me. It's making me so hot. I'm on fire. Fitz I want to move. I need to move!"

"Not yet Livvie you will get your turn I promise. But it is my turn now."

Fitz started pulling out of her and Olivia was about to scream NO! Then she felt him go back in and then she felt it, such intense pleasure she felt for sure she would burst. But she didn't, at least not then. Over and over again very slowy and very deliberately he began stroking her spot. Meanwhile he held her anchored with one hand while with the other still played at her breasts. "Feel Livvie, feel me," he whispered in her ear.

Olivia had become boneless. She had given her body over to her husband and she awaited her reward. She was doing as he had asked clasping and feeling. She was indeed closed around him like a silken glove and it was killing him. The friction from doggie style was already off the charts. This was a tricky exercise that was going to be powerful in its conclusion. Fitz knew that the minute Olivia actually started to work him with her body he was a goner. He had stopped talking himself and now he was just feeling. He was trying to control the situation because the longer they both lasted the better their orgasms would be. Even with all his expertise he couldn't resist the effect Olivia had on him when she gave as good as she got. In the meantime he was concentrating on hitting her spot and driving her crazy with it. They both were biting their lips and hissing. Shit this was too good he wished he could go on like this for hours savoring his wife.

Olivia however was about to lose it. She wanted to come. She was moving her head from side to side and she had meshed her hand together with his. "I have to move Fitz I do. I have to move right now. I need to move!"

"I know you do Sweet Baby. Take what you want Livvie. Take it all!" He had stopped moving. He was going to let her take over from here. She lowered her leg and backed up on him and then she started to move.

It was his turn not to move. It was his time to feel the intensity. He was all the way in and she was pulling away and then sliding back home. Olivia was in frenzy and her husband was just holding on to sanity by a sheer thread. Shit the way she was moving on him it was going to kill him. This wasn't an exercise you could prolong and he knew. It was a maneuver to achieve intense pleasure. He knew he was close and so was his wife. She started to really hiss like a snake when her pleasure neared.

"Come for me Livvie I know you want to. I want to. I need to. I have to move too Livvie. Olivia reached back and grabbed first his face and then his hand. "Fitzzz for the love of god hold me and don't let me go." She let out a scream that was primal and then there were the little mewing sounds that kept coming as wave after wave pleasure hit her senses. Her husband let go just as soon as he felt her convulsing around him. He roared at his release and unable to control himself any longer he pumped into her as she milked him dry. Finally their spasms ceased and they both collapsed totally drained.

He was holding her close putting little kisses along her face and neck. "Are you alright Olivia? That was very intense. I wanted it to be special but it may have been too much. How do you feel?"

He was still inside her and she could still feel him. He was still semi-hard even after what had just occurred between them. Her husband was insatiable but so was she. What she had felt moments ago was unreal. She thought the pleasure might never stop.

"I'm alright. You are right the pleasure was very intense. Oh my god Fitz that was incredible. I love you so much and the love that we share. You were right I was completely blown away."

"Sex is a great thing Olivia. And when you share it with someone you love it becomes more special. It is much more than action, it's visual and auditory. Tonight was about making memories. We are going to need them because we are going to follow doctor's orders about our sex life for the next twelve weeks. I want you happy Olivia and you will be. So trust me both of us will know satisfaction in the following weeks just not like what we just shared. You trusted me tonight. You should trust me in all things."

She pulled away from him to turn around. She didn't necessarily want to. She would love to start something else but she knew erection or not there wasn't going to be a round four. He had given her the night and some glorious memories to hold on to. She should stop being such a horny bitch.

"Thank-you for tonight Fitz everything was wonderful. Starting with dinner right up to that last mindboggling orgasm. It was wonderful. You were wonderful. Will I ever get to meet Amalie to thank her?"

"Olivia, Amalie was a lovely woman that taught me some extraordinary things about the female body and my own. I am forever grateful, and perhaps you are too. But you don't need to meet her."

"I was just kidding Fitz. I don't need to meet her because I just might scratch her eyes out. She got to touch what was mine for almost five years."

Fitz laughed at that one and pulled his wife close. "Draw in your claws Livvie Amalie is history only you and I are in our bed. You know that don't you?"

His wife said, "Of course I know that."

"Then we are moving on right?"

"Right."

I'm glad you enjoyed the evening Olivia. I wanted it to be special. I wish we could have danced a little more. I love slow dancing with you. It is so sensual. Make sure you move your collection of Luther Vandross from the apartment. He is going to helpful doing our time of moderation."

"That trio was awesome wherever did you find them? That girl had some powerful vocals and I loved the way she sang Luther. The duet she did with the keyboardist was spectacular. Their rendition of 'The Closer I Get To You' had me ready to jump your bones in the restaurant."

"I know Livvie I was thinking down the same lines. My friend Josh Melvin turned me on to them. He hangs out at the club they perform in all the time. They are definitely special. I love sharing love songs with you Olivia I really do. I love the way you move. I know you are tired Sweet Baby go back to sleep."

Olivia yawned and stretched. "I am sleepy and completely drained but on the other hand I am so excited Fitz. We are about to have a baby. All our dreams are coming true."

"Yes all of our dreams are coming true but you need your beauty rest and so does our baby. I am tired too. Come here and let me hold you." He gathered her in his arms and soon they both were asleep.

Time was passing quickly and the Grants had pulled the switch on the National Christmas tree weeks ago. Last night they had finished the trimming of their own family Christmas tree. Olivia was very excited because this Christmas she actually had a family to share it with. Her last memory of a family Christmas had been when she was eleven years old. This was so special to her. She had a family of her very own and very soon it would become larger.

The children seemed very happy. Her husband was happy. This was going to be a great Christmas. Teddy was very excited because as he had said he had been a good boy and he was sure Santa was bringing everything on his list and would put it right under the tree. Even Karen was in high spirits this year according to Fitz. He attributed all the good will and special feelings in the house to his wife. She had brought happiness and joy to this house her husband had said. He was so glad she was here and she was so happy to be here,

Olivia was sitting in the family room admiring her handy work. Their Christmas decorations were beautiful and she was really in the Christmas spirit. Her only bone of contention was that it had been ten days since she and Fitz had shared that wonderful night of food, song, dance, and incredible sex. She wasn't going to push him she didn't want to appear over-sexed or anything. She just loved making love with her husband.

Olivia went about her days as they were scheduled. She took care of Teddy mostly herself. She picked him up right after lunch. He ate up the attention that Olivia showered on him and he followed her everywhere and she let him with the exception of the bathroom. Mellie seemed to be fine with seeing the little boy only twice a month. Quite frankly Olivia was glad that the woman no longer came here. Teddy was taken to her place by Secret Service just as Fitz said he would do. Per her husband Mellie had caused her last ruckus here in the White House. Hopefully if her husband had a light day and he wasn't too busy he would call and she and Teddy would go down to the Oval and visit. Olivia was a happy camper living her best life.

These last weeks of pregnancy had slowed her down though and she knew it. She was asleep almost as soon as her head hit the pillow. Her husband slept beside her or she often slept cradled in his arms. Most men awoke with morning wood and hers wasn't any different. Before the dog days of her pregnancy her husband would kiss her awake and they would have made morning love. Like every other day since ten days ago instead of reaching for her Fitz got up and got ready for the office. If she were awake before he left he would sit with her for a few minutes and pepper her face with kisses and say how much he loved her. He hadn't pushed for anything more even though it was obvious that he was aroused and wanted her. Olivia sighed and moved on.

Today was her thirty-eighth week of pregnancy and she wasn't miserable but she was afraid she may go there. Her stomach seemed like it was going to pop. It appeared stretched to the absolute maximum. She religiously applied the mixture that Neeka assured her would keep her stretched skin supple and elastic so it would return to its normal state. Neeka said if she did get stretch marks consider it a badge of honor. She understood all of that she really did. However Neeka had her babies and she looked just like she did when they roomed together at GW. That was what she wanted for herself. Was it selfish of her to want her old body back? Of course it was. She was a selfish person she knew that. Was it so wrong to want to have the same body she had captured her husband with after she had their child? If it was, label her guilty and wrong. She would own it.

First on her list was breakfast. She wasn't really hungry but she had to feed the baby. Cook was off today so she called down to the White House kitchen and asked for what she wanted. They assured her it would be ready when she got there. She wanted a small bowl of oatmeal and she wanted it fully loaded. Olivia also ordered some scrambled eggs with crisp bacon and a piece of wheat toast. Being pregnant had really changed the way she felt about food. She wasn't at all sure she would ever go back to being just a popcorn and red wine person. Her husband had introduced her to such wonderful culinary delights. Food was a good thing. She was pretty sure she was a foodie for life now.

Olivia ate all of her breakfast and then she went for her morning walk. She was joined of course by her detail. This was Olivia's main form of exercise these days. Until she entered her last trimester she had worked out in the gym with her personal trainer three days a week. Neeka said her baby would let her know what she could and couldn't do and he had. She still did yoga exercises patterned exclusively for pregnancy. She intended to have the body she had before she became pregnant. Of course she knew there would be changes but she was hoping only for subtle ones. When she and her husband did return to their normal sexual activity she wanted him looking at her in awe as he always did. She knew it was vain and silly of her but it was what she wanted.

Olivia went to her office and told her assistant what she wanted to work on this morning. She had two initiatives she was working on as First Lady and she would see them in full bloom before she left the White House. Race relations in this country were very important to Olivia and to her husband as well. Their marriage was really a postcard to the nation and the world that there was no difference in people. People meet and fall in love and the color of their skin is immaterial. We are the all same in love and in war. It was a personal goal of theirs to try and mend some of the fences that had been torn down recently in the country and they were working on that together. She and her husband were bringing biracial children into world froth with racial issues. Their goal was to try and make this world a better place not just for their children but all children.

Her other project offering underprivileged kids alternatives to afterschool violence and mischief was also off to a good start. She had solicited the help of two former First Ladies and things were going very well. She was actually very happy just being the President's wife and doing things that were important to them both. She was a still a confidante to her husband off the record just as she had been since the days before he was elected. Her husband called her his ace in the hole. He wanted her input and she often steered him when he made important decisions. Needless to say they both knew that her expertise and influence could never be acknowledged publicly in reference to the presidency and Olivia was fine with that. She would forge her own legacy. She would be the woman behind the most powerful man in the world for the public. However she knew that her husband saw her as his equal and that she stood beside him in all things.

Olivia had made several phone calls and had okayed emails to be sent the people she felt she needed to reach out to today. After seeing those things completed she decided she had done enough for the day. She still received a daily report from OPA however she was no longer involved in the day to day workings of that business. She was effectively retired from it. She looked at the time. The morning was gone. It was lunch time. She wondered if her husband was free. She pushed a button and the phone started ringing.

"Olivia my love how are you? I didn't want to wake you this morning you were sleeping so peacefully. I miss you."

"I miss you too. You rarely awaken me in the mornings anymore Fitz. I know what you are doing but you still could wake me up and say good morning. I won't attack you Fitz. I just love you. I miss being held by you I miss… What am I doing? I promised myself I wasn't going to do this. I was calling you to see if you were free for lunch."

"Olivia I'm in the middle of a conference call right now. Of course I want to have lunch with you. Give me fifteen minutes and I promise I will call you back, okay? I love you too Olivia, fifteen minutes alright?"

"Alright, good-bye."

She hung up the phone and took a deep breath. Why did she bring it up? She knew why she brought it up. She missed sex with her husband and he was going about his days as if he didn't miss it with her. So what if she was about to burst wide open with his baby? She still had wants and desires and so did he. He was getting up in the mornings and taking cold showers. He was the one that said there were other ways to do the deed. So why weren't they doing them? Nonetheless she hadn't wanted to be the one to open up the can of worms. She bit her lips thinking of one "worm" in particular she would like to work with. Olivia was a horny bitch and she didn't like it.

Thirteen minutes later her phone rang. She knew it was her husband and she didn't want to have the conversation coming her way. She had veered into a topic they had been avoiding for days so she may as well own it.

"Hello Fitz. I know you have a tight schedule this morning I was really calling to see if you could squeeze in lunch with me or either join me with Teddy later this afternoon. I didn't mean to hound you about the fact that it has been ten days since you touched me sexually. I just have to get accustomed to this new level of moderation we are on or at least the level you have relegated us to."

He didn't say anything right away because Cyrus was still in the room and what he wanted to say was for Olivia's ears only. He sighed and asked Cyrus if he would excuse him because he needed some privacy. Cyrus immediately excused himself and told the President to get back with him. There was hurt in Olivia's voice and he didn't like it one bit. He got that she was hormonal and she was insecure about their sexuality right now. Apparently she was feeling sexual rejected for some reason.

She really didn't understand how much he wanted her. For all intent and purposes this was his first pregnancy. He didn't share anything with Mellie during the three pregnancies she had. The conception of those children had been clinical and he never touched her after she knew she had conceived so initiating a premature labor was never an issue. He had read the statistics it could be a possibility with Olivia. Therefore it was an issue with him. Plus there was the fact that he didn't love or care one twit for the mother carrying his other three children. He loved Olivia with all his heart

Olivia didn't understand that she and this baby was the most important thing in the world to him right now and if his sexual need for her interfered with the safe delivery of their child or should cause her any complication he couldn't bear it. He would give anything to be inside her everyday even right now. However knowing that any sexual orgasm Olivia may have could possibly trigger an early labor was in the back of his mind and he couldn't shake it. He gloried in their oral sexuality. Olivia gave as good as she got in that quarter. He thought of what Neeka had said to him, "Just do what come naturally Mr. President and leave out the vajayjay and you will be fine. Olivia isn't going to break and your son will come out when he is good and ready." Still he was wary.

"Good afternoon Olivia. I can tell in your voice that you are troubled and you shouldn't be. We are fine Livvie. I love you more than I ever have. You are everything to me and sex with you is the highlight of my life. It means so much simply because it is with you. Since you have been pregnant I know that I coddle you more than I should I know that. You and the baby you carry are my world right now. If anything untoward happened to you or our baby it would kill me Livvie, I would literally die. So I overcompensate I'm sorry. I'm so sorry for making you feel unwanted for even a minute. You are it for me girl. No one excites me like you do and no one makes me feel the things I feel with you. I'm sorry I have made you sad and unhappy please forgive me. Will you forgive me Olivia? I promise to try and do better."

"Love means never having to say you are sorry Fitz, you know that. It's hard Fitz being pregnant and uncertain. We are such sexual creatures you and I."

"Yes we are and we will continue to be I promise. I have cleared some time for us to do lunch. Are you hungry? I have asked Chef Riley to whip us up something delicious. Will you dine with me Mrs. Grant? I'm having our lunch delivered to the residence is that okay?"

"Sure Fitz I would love that. See you when you get here." Olivia put down the phone and she was grinning from ear to ear. He was going to take time out of his busy day for her. How in the world did she get so lucky that this man had chosen her to love and have a family with? She went into her bathroom and looked in the mirror. Her skin was flawless believe it or not and without a stitch of makeup. Her pregnancy had been good to her in that aspect also. All she needed to do was to put on her husband's favorite lipstick. She was very comfortable in her jeans and tee. She wasn't trying to be sexy or anything. She was just happy. Her husband was coming to lunch. He had chosen the menu he was going to surprise her.

For the moment she was just happy and glad to be here. He had chosen her almost eight years ago and finally they were man and wife. She needed to focus on that and get ready to bring their baby into the world. Fitzgerald Grant loved her she knew that and all that came after that was gravy. Olivia Pope-Grant was anxious so she was literally standing in the resident foyer waiting for her husband.

Fitz had called down to the kitchen and had the meal he had ordered for his lunch doubled and redirected to the resident from the Oval. He had ordered a grilled salmon with grilled asparagus and a chopped salad. There was also a soup to compliment the salmon. His lunches were usually low carb however today he had ordered strawberry shortcake as a tweet for Olivia. She had come to love the sweet treat as much as he. It was just lunch but he knew Olivia, his coming back to the residence for lunch would be special to her. Of course he was coming for lunch but he mostly wanted to assure his wife that they were fine. All she had to worry about was nothing. He didn't want her worried about their sex life. He wanted her happy.

The chef had personally brought the luncheon down to the residence with servers. They awaited the President as he had asked them to. Fitz arrived. He thanked and dismissed them. He and his wife would serve themselves. He asked his detail to open the door and let him. They opened the door and he pushed the cart in himself.

Olivia was there waiting and smiling so brightly. She was looking at her husband her eyes trained only him. He was pushing the service cart himself. He was striking in his blue trousers and white shirt with blue striped tie. Apparently he had left his jacket in the Oval. He was so handsome her husband and he still made her heart skip beats.

"Are you really that hungry Mrs. Grant or are you just glad to see your husband? You have a really tremendous smile on your face."

"It's all you Mr. Grant. I am so happy you are here."

"Thank-you guys," the President said to his detail as he pushed the cart all the way in and closed the door. He then turned to his wife with that devastating smile of his and said, "I'm happy to be here Livvie. Let's eat!"

He pushed the cart into the dining area. He pulled out a chair for his wife and asked her to be seated. The President of the United States then proceeded to arrange his wife's meal in front of her and then his own. They ate the delicious meal and in between bites they spoke of their day so far. Olivia commented she would have to send her compliments to the Chef. The soup, salmon, asparagus, and the salad; they were all delicious. She had eaten almost everything Fitz had sat before her. Her husband was obviously hungry as well. When he had gone back to the cart and placed the strawberry shortcake in front of her she said, "You didn't."

"I did. After a lifetime of not eating sweets I have hooked you on one of my favorites. I am going to have mine later after dinner. Dig in Olivia enjoy yourself." She did and he was just sitting there watching her enjoy the dessert. After putting the last morsel in her mouth she licked some whipped cream from her lips. Her husband felt lust arise in him so profound he closed his eyes briefly. That part of him that always responded to his wife's sexual allure was immediately en garde.

"Olivia I wanted you to enjoy lunch but more importantly I wanted you to know that we are alright. I am alright. You know that I had waited a lifetime for you and I will never let you go Olivia ever. We are meant to be together on this earth as soul mates. We are going to love each other for a lifetime. Not a day goes by that I don't want you, please know that Olivia, not one single day."

Olivia got up from her seat and she sat down in her husband's lap. She cradled his handsome face in her hands and looked directly into his blue eyes and said, "I love you Fitz more than anything. I know you love me and I know you want me. I'm sorry for worrying you. I know you have better things to do than pamper a spoiled wife. You have spoiled me for anyone else and the way you make love to me I miss it is all. I miss you." She could feel him hardening beneath her but she didn't move or say another word. She didn't have to, her husband's bright blue eyes were turning dark and he reached for her.

"Livvie, I always need you so much. I always want you so much. I'm a worrywart. I don't want to send you into premature labor. I don't want anything to go wrong."

"Nothing is going to go wrong Fitz. Come with me right now and let me show you how much I love you. I need you too. Come with me." She stood up and took his hand.

Fitz stood up and he scooped his pregnant wife up in his arms and walked them into their bedroom. He put her down gently and turned to lock their bedroom door. As he turned around Olivia had her hands on his belt. She unbuckled it and reached inside to find him. She did. Her hands surrounded him and started to rub up and down the length of him. All the air in his lungs vacated the premises. "Olivia!"

"Take off your clothes and get in the Pregnancy Chair Mr. President." Olivia pulled the tee over her head and dropped it to the floor. She unfastened her bra and let it fall to the floor. She stepped out of her jeans leaving her in nothing but her black thong. In the meantime her husband had hurriedly strewn his clothing aside and was now sitting in the PC waiting for his wife. Olivia had walked away briefly but she had returned holding a floor pillow in her hands. She dropped it in front of the chair and then she dropped to her knees upon it.

He was anticipating what was to come so he was very obviously ready. He was very subtly touching himself. Olivia removed his hands from himself and placed both of them on her breasts. Her head lolled back and she waited for him to kiss, lave, and fondle them. He did. Her breasts were like a candy store for him now he couldn't get enough of them. They were full, pointy, and the areolas had darkened and that make them even sexier. They were super sensitive. He could no longer suck them to his heart's content (they were making food for his son) but the other things he did still send messages straight to her woman's cave. Her walls would involuntarily tighten and her body would move. Fitz could actually bring her to orgasm that way. Tonight she wanted something else. She would have insisted that he put himself inside her by now but the vajajay itself was off limits. She pulled away from his licking, massaging and gentle tugging. She stared directly at what she wanted and started to lick her lips in anticipation.

He knew where his wife was going and he stopped her. "No matter what you say Livvie this is all about you. You first, sit down." He stood up in front of her then his need for her apparent. Her mouth was so close he could feel her warm breath on him. He sighed and said, "I mean it Livvie, you first." He lifted her up and stripped the thong from her and sat her in the chair. He lifted her legs over the arms of the chair. He wasted no time finding the little hard nubbin that had found its way from underneath its hood. He went in for the kill on first contact. He licked, laved, sucked and tugged at the little guy and within minutes his wife was literally pulling the hair from his head. She screamed his name as wave after wave of pure bliss engulfed her. Fitz stayed where he was absorbing her pleasure. When her last pulsation stopped only then was he ready to seek his own.

After the "little death" had ended Olivia opened her eyes. "Oh my god Fitz that was so incredible. It's your turn now sit down." He helped her up and he took the seat. She kneeled on the pillow and looked at her husband. His eyes were nearly black with passion and he sat back to wait for his reward. And his wife was going to reward him there was little doubt about it. She was looking at him as if she would eat him alive. She licked her lips in anticipation and what she was here for lengthened in anticipation.

Fitzgerald Grant looked at his wife his eyes ablaze with passion and said, "Livvie please, I need you." Olivia didn't go in for the immediate kill as her husband had. She enjoyed this particular exercise with her husband. She loved the power she wielded over him. She asked him what he wanted and she gave it to him slowly just as he had taught her, painstakingly so. Just before the end came for him he was begging her. His wife was trying to kill him in a very good way.

Fitzgerald Grant III had his mind blown while sitting in a Pregnancy Chair. He had roared out her name as he came. He had clutched the sides of the chair and held on for his life as his wife had fellated him dry. Olivia loved the feel of her husband coming apart in mouth it was thrilling to know she had the same devastating effect on her husband that he had on her. There was nothing like coitus with her husband buried deeply inside her but oral sex was off the charts with Fitz. He had been a master at it and she wanted to give as good as she got. Oral had been something she had never wanted to give a man before Fitz so she had simply said no. And then she fell in love and there wasn't one thing in this world that she didn't want to share with Fitzgerald Grant.

After regaining his composure he opened his eyes and there she was so loving and beautiful and she was his. "Livvie come here and let me hold you. He kissed her with all the passion he felt and whispered in her ear how much he loved her. "You were wonderful Livvie. You make all my dreams come true. We are married and we are having a baby any day now. And you my magnificent wife are the absolute best lover. How did I exist before you Olivia?"

She lay in his arms satisfied to her core. "How did we exist without each other? I love you Fitz and I love the way you love me. You were more than wonderful too. I should let you get back to your job Mr. President. I have distracted you this afternoon."

"Yes you have Mrs. Grant and it was the best distraction I have had in ten whole days. I love you more than anything Olivia. God I'm glad you chose me. I'm going to take a quick shower and head back to the office. I have a couple of important meetings this afternoon. It's possible I may be a little late. Do you have any plans from now to dinner?"

"Needless to say I can barely keep my eyes open. I'm pregnant and I'm tired. I'm going to call Nanny and let her know I'm not coming down for Teddy. I'm going to take a nap until dinner. Please awaken me if I am still sleeping when you come in okay? I'm not going to set my alarm."

He was holding her gently rubbing her back. "Have a good nap Livvie. I will stop by the nursery and tell Teddy myself. I have a few more minutes. I will wake you when I get in. Thanks for sharing Livvie. Whatever you want between now and delivery day let me know. I am yours to command and I mean it. I have addressed this thing of moderation perhaps a little too rigidly. We can be intimate and most likely there won't have any complications I realize that now. It is almost Christmas and our baby is about to be born. We have got this Mrs. Grant. I have seen the light.

Olivia had the widest grin on her face. That was all she wanted. No marathon sex or multiple orgasms were necessary. She just wanted this. She wanted her husband to not be afraid to hold her and cuddle with her and want her. She wanted to awaken in the morning and kiss her husband awake like she had become accustomed to and if those kisses happened to awaken sexual desire in them they would satisfy the hunger. "I am a lucky girl Mr. Grant to have a loving husband like you. Go be a President."

Olivia kissed her husband and she arose from the chair and walked to the bathroom. Her beauty still amazed her husband. Her ass was such a pretty sight walking from him and he was truly just as attracted to her with her belly full with his baby as he ever was. He watched her until she disappeared and he finally got up from the chair.

The President showered and returned to the Oval. He called Cyrus in and they got back to work. That interlude with his wife had reinvigorated him. He was on the ball. Cyrus noted it and he also noted that the President had changed his clothes. He asked the President what was was up? "Happiness is up Cyrus. I am married to a most amazing woman. I'm having a baby in a couple of weeks and I'm thrilled to death. Life is good Cyrus."

The next two weeks passed quickly. Having decided that he would no longer deny them what they both wanted Fitz and Olivia had shared a couple more mutually satisfying sexual encounters over the last two weeks. Her husband had been right there were things to do just as good as fucking and Olivia reveled in them. It was Christmas Eve and they had a lovely early evening with the children. Teddy was super excited and he wanted to go to bed early so he could wake up early and unwrap his presents. Karen had friends coming over after the dinner to watch a movie. The theater concession was stocked with goodies and Cook was behind the stand doubling as supervisor of the night.

The President had actually gone down to the Oval to make a couple of phone calls and Olivia had gone with him. She fell asleep so easily and tonight was no different. They had walked hand in hand from the kitchen to the Oval. Olivia had fallen asleep listening to her husband talking to the Prime Minister of Canada. Fitz looked over at his sleeping wife and smiled. There was no way in hell she would sit through the two hour movie they were planning to watch. He was going to finish up here and take his wife to bed. Movie night was off.

He finished his phone calls and awakened his wife. She looked up at her husband. She was so tired. She asked her husband if she could take a rain check on their movie tonight. She was exhausted. She along with Teddy and Karen had wrapped gifts for what seemed like hours after lunch. There were so many people to give presents to in the White House. They had wrapped gifts for their mother, Uncle Cyrus and his boyfriend, Cook, their security details, and just about everyone that interacted with the First Family. The White House was a different place since the President had married Olivia Pope. It was a happy place now. The Grants undressed and went to bed. They fell asleep in each other's arms.

Fitz awakened to the knocking on his bedroom door. "Daddy, daddy wake up. It's Christmas. Livvie it's me Teddy. May I come in?" Their human alarm clock was here and just as he had been taught he was knocking before entering their bedroom.

"One minute Teddy." Fitz knew that Olivia had on a nightshirt but he slept in the nude. He reached for his boxers and got out of bed. He opened the door and there stood his little man all ready to begin unwrapping presents. Karen was standing there with him holding his hand.

Karen smiled at her father shaking her head. "Still sleeping in your birthday suit Daddy?"

Fitz smiled at his daughter but said nothing. "Come on in. Livvie is still sleeping. But we probably should wake her. We wouldn't want her to miss Christmas!"

"Livvie can't miss Christmas Daddy because I know for a fact she has presents. May I wake her up Daddy? She said she wants to take lots of pictures because this Christmas is special."

"Sure Teddy wake her up. Karen, once Livvie is up take Teddy back to the family room and hold him off for as long as you can. Try to give us time to get a quick shower and dress." Fitz just now looked at his watch it was six thirty in the morning!

"He actually woke up thirty minutes ago Daddy. I was trying to hold him off until daylight. I got this. Take your time. No hanky panky though."

Teddy had awakened Olivia and they were discussing which presents he would open first. Olivia said good morning and was sitting up in the bed. Karen called her brother and said they would wait for their parents in the family room. The little tyke secured promises that they would hurry and he left with his sister.

Fitz and Olivia both took quick showers and got dressed. They left their bedroom hand in hand to celebrate their first Christmas as a family. Olivia had her camera and she was ready. This had been one of her dreams for almost eight years. Fitz had notified the official photographer the family was up. He had been at the White House since six and it was a good thing he had been. Olivia didn't wait for the photographer she began clicking away. It was an extremely happy time for the Grants but more so for Olivia. Her husband never far from her during it all noticed the tears in her eyes and right away he knew why.

"This is only the beginning of many happy Christmases Olivia. You have a family now and we will always be there for you. No more Christmases without us I promise. There will definitely be no more without me."

"I know. You could never understand what today means to me. I went home with Abby a few times at Christmas but other than that since I was eleven… Of course you came to me a couple of times over the years but this is a real Christmas. This is a true family Christmas. Look at Teddy. Look at the joy on his face. Karen seems awfully happy about her gifts as well. We chose wisely Fitz."

"We did Olivia. What about you? You have packages under the tree. Open up your gifts Mrs. Grant."

"So do you Mr. Grant, but I know ladies first. You are such a gentleman."

Every gift Olivia opened literally made tears form in her eyes. Every gift was so thoughtful right down to the macaroni necklace and bracelet set Teddy had handcrafted for her. Of course she had received the super expensive stuff but the little things she would cherish for life and she would wear it proudly. Karen had gotten her some really gorgeous outfits for after the baby was born, "up to date stuff" she had said. Her husband gave her some new pieces of gold jewelry and she loved them. But the week-long honey moon vacation for them after the baby was born was her favorite thing. It was to the Mediterranean on the family yacht to be taken when she was ready and he could swing it of course. He knew she would never leave the baby behind so when she was ready they would gather up the family including nanny and Cook and off they would go. God she loved her husband.

She had gotten her husband some really expensive golf clubs and a line of new pastel shirts from this new designer that was dressing Hollywood stars. She also gave him an IOU for her most precious gift their baby which was due any day now. The kids through Karen had also given their father some very thoughtful gifts. This was truly a Merry Christmas!

Fitz finally stopped the Christmas joy and said it was breakfast time. They would have their family breakfast and then Teddy could take his new toys to the nursery and play his heart out. They went down to the family kitchen and ate the delicious family breakfast that Cook had prepared. It was absolutely delicious. Karen left the kitchen and said she would see them at dinner. Olivia and Fitz joined Teddy in the nursery in his Christmas adventures. After about an hour Olivia said he was going to lie down for a while. Her husband said he would join her later.

Olivia undressed and got into something comfortable. Laying on the bed she decided she would watch an episode of Game of Thrones before she nodded off. She found the episode on demand and sat back to enjoy. She knew right away she wouldn't make it through the forty-five minute episode but she tried. Soon she was off in LaLa Land.

An hour or so later Olivia awakened. She was already on her left side it was the recommended way for a nine-month pregnant woman to sleep. For some reason she felt awfully uncomfortable so she turned over for a few minutes on her back just to maybe alleviate some of the discomfort. It didn't really help. She sat up. Maybe she should have stayed up a bit longer instead of lying down for a nap on a full stomach. She seemed to be having some heartburn too. She got and went to the mini frig for some seltzer water. She grabbed a bottle and decided she would sit in the pregnancy chair instead of lying back down.

Olivia still couldn't get comfortable and the water which usually settled her stomach didn't work. She had to pee so she walked into the bathroom and she sat. She finished and she wiped herself. Instead of just wiping away the usual suspects Olivia felt there was more to the wipe so she actually looked at the toilet paper. There was a pinkish tint to the tissue and it actually looked a little slimy. That was what she had felt during the wipe. She wasn't flooded with her husband's semen because he had been off-limits down there. Suddenly the light bulb went off! That was part of her mucus plug she was staring at. She finished the wipe and she stood up. She had finished her pee yet water was still running down her leg. Her water had broken!

She placed her hand on her distended abdomen and she waited and waited. Sure enough her abdomen hardened she could feel it. Olivia didn't feel any pain at all but she knew she was in labor. Her baby was going to be born today. She put both hands on her stomach and she waited for it to harden again. It seemed as if she waited forever for that next contraction but it came. There wasn't any need to freak out. She was pretty sure it wasn't Braxton Hicks even though she still wasn't having any pain at all. Should she call Neeka? Should she call her husband? Today was her due date but she just had it in her head it wasn't going to happen today.

Okay that drip drip drip wasn't going to stop. Olivia went to the linen closet and got a pad for herself. She had put on a red night shirt it was Christmas after all. Olivia went to the mirror and looked at her self. This was it. Her baby was telling her it was ready to be born. She was timing the contractions. They were fluctuating between ten and fifteen minutes apart. She picked up the phone and she called Neeka. He hated to be calling her on Christmas Day but she was sure she was contracting. She gave Neeka all of her other symptoms as well. Her doctor advised her there was little doubt she was in labor. When Neeka asked how her husband was doing and Olivia said she hadn't told him yet the doctor laughed out loud.

"Olive tell your damn husband and get to the hospital. There is probably no need to rush but I want to check you out and make sure everything is okay. I will get things set-up just like we planned. I will see you in about thirty minutes." First babies usually took their time. Neeka wasn't expecting Olivia's baby to be any different.

Olivia got dressed and walked from the bedroom to the other side of the residence to the children's wing and went straight to the nursery. Nanny informed her that Teddy and the President had actually gone outside to fly the drone the little boy had gotten for Christmas. She wasn't going to walk the grounds looking for them so she started back to the master suite. She pulled her phone from her pocket and hit the number that would connect her to her husband.

"Hello," Olivia said back. "Yes I do know that I am the love of your life. How much longer are you and Teddy going to be outside?"

"Well we have been out here for forty-five minutes and of course Teddy could stay out here for the rest of the day. What's up Sweet Baby? How was your nap?"

"Fitz you don't have to run back here or anything but my water just broke and I'm having contractions. Neeka wants me to come to the hospital. I think our baby is ready to be born."