Liv keeps looking out the window, the sun is slowly setting. She thought Fitz was taking her to Diamond Falls. She was prepared to act surprised. Instead they drive up to a dock with a boat draped in lights and red flowers. Liv lifts from Fitz's chest, looking at him.
"Fitz, what is this?" She asks as the looks at the sight before her.
"This is our ride back to the reception."
"What do you mean?"
"I want our first dance to be under the moonlight, on the water, just you and me. Most of all just some time to ourselves before we get pulled in every direction with our family and friends."
"I can't believe you did all this...I can't believe it."
Huck opens the car door, letting them out. Fitz gets out straightening his jacket. He brings his hand up and inside the car, to escort her out. She takes his hand and gets out. She straightens her dress. Delicately scooping out the tail. Fitz just stares at her. Not saying a word, he's just mesmerized.
"What's wrong?" She asks.
"Absolutely nothing. You look better than I dreamed you would."
She turns her head, looking at him with sexy rolling eyes as she pouts her lips in the form of a kiss, "You are more than I could have ever dreamed or wished for."
He reaches down and gives her a kiss, "Shall we go aboard."
"Definitely," she answers as she takes his hand and they start walking down the dock. As she gets closer, she sees a makeshift board has been placed in front that reads, SS Olivia. She drops her head on to his forearm. "You thought of everything."
"I tried," he says. He turns to her. "Let's take off your shoes."
"Why?" She asks as he reaches down like a prince and she's Cinderella.
"Because I don't want you to fall. You and our little girl are precious cargo," he answers as he reaches for her foot gently removing the slingbacks.
They step on and Liv can see he truly has thought of everything. There's sparkling grape juice on ice. Strawberries and pineapples drizzled in agave with whipped cream sitting beside it. She picks up a pineapple, grazes it across her lips, "Is someone planning on getting lucky tonight?" She says gently taking a bite.
"Oh I know, I will," he says as he picks up a chunk and places it in his mouth with a boyish smile.
The captain comes from below deck. He clears his throat, "Are we ready to sail Mr. Grant?"
"Yes, we are," Fitz says as he notices that Liv is rubbing her arms for warmth. He takes off his jacket, draping it around her shoulder. She looks up at him, ready to speak and he reads her mind, "Abby knows. This was all in the plans. They'll party until we arrive."
Fitz has one seating area decorated with pillow cushion that they can rest on. They sit for now and enjoy the sparkling grape juice and fruit and whipped cream. He slowly pours them a glass each of the 'champagne' and hands her one.
"What are we toasting to?" She asks.
"Well we could do the clichéd, To New Beginnings or Happily Ever After but it doesn't fit this."
"No, it doesn't," she says.
"How about…To the end of loneliness and the beginning of living?" He says as he tips his glass to her.
Filled with emotion, she toast his glass, "And to Love," she finishes.
"Perfect," he responds as they toast.
"Mmmm, it's not red wine, but it's certainly good."
"I tried to find the best," he says with a laugh. He picks up a strawberry, swiping it into the whipped cream. He brings it up to her mouth, she quickly opens her mouth to receive it. He swipes the whipped cream across her lips.
"Fitz," she says with a squeal.
He moves in closer to her, "Don't worry, I'll take care of it," he says, preparing to lick it off her lips. With a slow and seductive motion, she slowly licks the whip cream off before he can get to it and quickly takes the strawberry into her mouth, chewing ever so slowly and sensually, "Why did you?..."
She stares into his eyes, "Come and get it," she answers.
"With pleasure," he says, putting their glasses down, he begins to kiss her slowly. Her mouth was sweet, the taste of agave and the essence of strawberry. He plunged his tongue into her mouth, wanting to share the sweet essence. They begin to kiss with more force and more tongue penetration. There is a moment they stop and breathe into each other. The warmth of their breath pump into each other like a slow release of a cigarette. Liv takes control and brings his lips to her massages his bottom lip with the locks of hers. Fitz moans feeling his arousal rising. Fitz brings his hand to the small of her bare back, slowly trickling his fingers down her back, reaching her waistline. The kiss causes them to moan in satisfaction and anticipation of the ache they are both feeling for each other.
Fitz finally breaks away from the kiss and drops his head down to her neck as he kisses his way down between her breast as far as the dress will allow. "Forgive me if I hate this damn dress right now."
Liv's breathlessness turns into a laugh, "Did you walk down the aisle with no clothes on?"
"At this fucking moment, that would have made this much easier," he says as he brings his hands under her dress and starts letting his hand travel the short journey between her thighs as they continue to kiss.
Liv drops her hand from holding the side of his cheek, "Fitz we cannot do this out here, on top of a boat, on the open seas. The captain is right downstairs."
"So what," Fitz answers as his hands teases her more tracing the edge of her lace panties.
"I am not giving him a show," She says as combs his chest with her fingertips.
Fitz looks up to her, "I think we are already giving him a show," he responds as he tries to pull one side of her panties down.
"Fitzgerald," she says sternly.
He begrudgingly brings his hand from beneath her dress. He straightens her dress out and stares at her, not breaking eye contact. She tries to hold the stare but looks away with a schoolgirl giggle. She reaches up and gently takes his earlobe into her mouth grazing it slightly up and down with her teeth. "I promise to give you a special show tonight when we get back to the suite. For my husband's eyes only," she whispers into his ear.
"Just for me," he says expectantly.
"Just for you…," she reaches down and slips her hands inside his pants which takes him by surprise, "And especially for him." Fitz's groans at the pressure of the palm of her hand slightly massaging him.
"Shit….," he says in a sing song tone as she gently continues her caress. "Baby, if you don't stop, I won't be able to stop it."
"Gives you something to look forward to Mr. Grant," she says as she strokes him one more time and takes her hand out innocently and kisses that tender spot on his neck that drives him crazy.
He grunts in pleasure and then laughs, "Mrs. Grant, you just gave me a hand job on the open seas..that constitutes a show."
She smiles at him, taking in the words he just utter, "Mrs. Grant…Did all of that really happen? Did I really let you talk me into marrying you?"
"I seduced you….you were easy," he answers.
"I am not," she laughs.
He kisses the side of her temple, "Yes, you are really the newly crowned Mrs. Grant."
"Pope-Grant," she says under eye.
"We will talk about that," he says waiting for her to challenge him. Instead she intertwines her fingers with his, resting it on her stomach.
"I can't believe how much my life has changed in almost a year. It's Valentine's Day and I married the man of my dreams and we are having a baby."
He rubs her stomach softly, "This has been the best year of my life," kissing her cheek. "Can I ask you something?"
"Yes, you know you can."
"What about me scares you? You said you were petrified to marry me, why? Because so much about you scares me."
She turns softly into his arms. Tracing his perfectly thin lips with her fingers, "I scare you," she asks surprised by his revelation.
"Yes, you do but I asked you first," he projects. They both take a deep breath letting the ocean air fill their nose and their senses.
"Everything about you scares me. I never thought men like you existed, outside of my father and I thought he was perfect. I know he wasn't perfect and I know you aren't either, but…" Fitz grabs his chest, feigning hurt from her revelation of his imperfection. "You know what I mean. I just had a hard time believing you could be you. You love me so much. You care about me and make me happy. I wasted 7 years on someone who cared about my indebtedness to him, not about my happiness. I was afraid to disappoint you because I didn't know how to feel that." She drops her head, not wanting to look at him.
He gently lifts her chin up so she can look him in the eye, "And you scare me because you I've never been with someone that made me feel like I couldn't live without them. I can't live without you and the thought of trying to scare me to death. While you were gone, I gave up on happiness because I didn't want to be happy without you. I need you Livvie. Don't ever leave me again."
"I won't," she answers softly as they kiss.
The boat begins to slow down as they both lift up to see they are now far out into the ocean but they can see the coastline and the hotel in the distance. The lights of the building up the coast are lighting their view.
"Its' time," Fitz says.
"Why are we stopping?"
"I told you I wanted to have our first dance as husband and wife to be just the two of us. You, Me, and the stars and a song that's exactly what I want you to know while I'm holding you in my arms," he says as he waits for her emotion to meet his.
"I just can't believe you," she says helplessly as she gets up. He brings his hand down to her, to lift her up. They are now facing each other. He hits the top of the boat, a signal.
A soft melody begins to play, Fitz holds out his hand, "May I have this dance?"
"Definitely," she answers as she takes his hand and then notes the song. "Fitz," she chirps. He brings his finger to her lip.
Still In Love by Brian McKnight begins as Fitz places a single rose in his hand for them to hold together as he enveloped her in his arms. His chin is resting on her head. As the song now plays.
I think I must be dreaming
That you are here with me
Must have died and gone to heaven
And it's all that I hoped it would be
When the eagles forget how to fly
And it's twenty below in July
And when violets turn red
And roses turn blue.
I'll be still in love with you….
He takes the rose and traces her face with it as he kisses her nose. They never take their eyes off each other as they still sway to the music.
I live to be around you
You take my breath away
Can't help but talk about you
Every night and day
And when eagles forget how to fly…
"I promise you every day will be just like day," Fitz says to her.
"That's going to be a hard promise to keep."
"I'm going to try. You deserve that."
All I need is you
Need you just to hold me, console me
Over and over
I love you
"I love you," Fitz breathes into her. Liv molds her body to his as they keep dancing to the music, a burst of firecrackers light up the sky. Liv looks up in sheer marvel and delight. There's a collage of reds and white colors that fill the new night air. They kiss as they feel the boat slowly start to move again. They never let go of each other as they let the song finish.
"Is it time to greet the family?"
"Yes, Mrs. Grant, it is."
They make it ashore to the party to thunderous applause, whistles, and horn blowing. They both couldn't stop smiling and Randy set the mood for them to party into the night with romantic tunes, dancing tunes, and out of the ordinary finger snappers. As soon as they fully got inside, just as Fitz predicted, they started to get pulled in every direction. Candace and Patricia are the first to want Liv's attention. She turns her head to Fitz with a look of fake fear.
"Save me," she says.
"Soon," he answers kissing her quickly as they yank her away.
"Where's the fire?" Liv says jokingly.
"Where did he take you? Aunt Maya and Abby are like stone walls they wouldn't say a word," Candace says.
"Yes, where did that fine scoop of vanilla whisk you off to?" Patricia asks.
Liv just takes a dreamy stance and bites her bottom lip. She almost looks orgasmic.
"Damn, did ya'll go and have a quickie? I mean I'm not mad. I totally get why," Patricia laughs.
"No, you heathen, we didn't go and have a quickie. He took me to the other end of the island so we could boat to hear. He wanted our first dance to be alone, on the open seas, under the stars," Liv answers moony eyed and flushed.
"A real romantic! Are you sure he's not an alien sent here on earth to trick women," Candace suggests in laughter.
"If they sent him, he's all mine. They can't have him back."
Patricia decides to be serious for a moment, "All jokes aside Pout, I'm happy for you. I know you are pregnant and you have the pregnant glow. But I think you are glowing from happiness too. You deserve it after the hell you've been through and the hell that fucker Edison put you through. Your season to be happy, finally here with a great guy."
Liv closes her eyes taking in Patricia's words as Candace says, "Yeah Pout, you found the real thing this time. But if he ever hurts you, we will cut his dick off and feed it to the coyotes."
They all burst into laughter, "Don't worry I already threatened him with that. He knows. Plus, I'd hate to have to do that. He's so good and good at using it and …." She's stopped by Patricia grabbing her arm.
"Wait, have you? I know you said you literally gagged when Edison tried to get you to do it. Have you?"
"We are not having this conversation. I am not answering that. I am going to find some food I am starving. I am pregnant, remember." Liv says trying to avoid the question.
Candace eyes her, "And we know why you are…You aren't slick, I bet food isn't all you are starving for, " She turns to Patricia, "Our cousin done turned into a rich freak."
"I am going…" Liv says laughing at their faces as she begins to back away.
"Well now I have so many other questions, "Patricia says.
Liv is about to answer when she backs into Big Gerry. She turns to see Gerry standing there. A 28 year older version of Fitz standing before her. She can see where Fitz gets his height and build and alluring eyes from. Grant men are definitely an anomaly.
"I'm so sorry," she says sheepishly.
"No harm done darling! We haven't been formally introduced. But it's nice to meet you Olivia," he says.
Liv extends her hand, "It's nice to meet you too Mr. Grant," she says.
"You are my daughter in law now, we shouldn't be shaking hands." He says as he hugs her. Before you know it Fitz is right behind her.
"I wanted to make the introductions,' Fitz says as he rests his arms around her waist and she rests her head under his chin resting her back on his chest.
"You told me she was knock-out. You weren't exaggerating."
"Dad," he says as if to issue him a non-verbal warning.
"Don't worry son, I am just acknowledging my son has exquisite taste in women," he says as he looks down at Olivia, "You are a head turner."
"Well….. Thank you Mr…..I mean Gerry," she answers. Bibi walks up joining them."What's going on here?"
"I was just meeting my new daughter in law, "Gerry answers.
Bibi takes that moment to go in between them and embrace Liv, "Finally," she whispers in her ears. Which immediately makes Liv tear up. "I am so happy for both of you. It was the perfect ceremony."
"I couldn't have done it without you mom. Thank you," Fitz says as he hugs her. Gerry watches this closeness that Fitz and Bibi have.
"Well it wasn't all me. Also Lauren is sorry she couldn't make it. Her flight got cancelled, freakish snowstorm in New York." Bibi says.
"I'll give her a call. I want her to meet Olivia," Fitz says, pulling her closer to him. Bibi sees Gerry is holding the envelope in his hands.
"Do it knucklehead," Bibi says to Gerry.
Gerry goes into his pocket, taking out an envelope, "I couldn't figure out what to get you two as a wedding gift. Your mother gave me a few options. I chose the best one. I wanted to pay for the wedding. That's my gift to you." Fitz looks at him shocked. "That's the least I could do. I am happy for you son. I really am." He extends the olive branch in shaking his hand man to man. Fitz shakes his hand back. Gerry then hands them the envelope he's been holding. "Well and this. I have a new grandchild on the way. He or she needs a part of the empire. He or she now has a stake in Grant Realty, a shareholder," he finishes.
"You didn't have to do that," Liv says quickly. She quickly backs down remember, the insanely rich have a different way of giving gifts.
Fitz is once again speechless, "Okay…okay."
Gerry looks at them both, "Now I am going to go and get a drink."
Fitz watches him walk away. Liv and Bibi both just start at him. "How did you get him to do that?"
"Do what?" Bibi says.
"Act like nice Big Gerry," He says.
"It wasn't me this time," Bibi says.
Randy takes the mic, "The mother of the bride wanted a dance with her son to their favorite song. So, let's get mother and son out here for the ceremonial mother and groom dance." Everyone starts to cheer. "Come on, and folks join in."
"Mom you didn't," he says.
"I sure did. You owe me a dance young man. I told you I was going to celebrate Smellie being gone and you're marrying Olivia."
"Bibi," Liv says.
"I don't want to hear Bibi again, it's Mom, okay," she says holding her hand tightly. Liv nods her head. Let's do it, son," she says as the music becomes louder, Supertramp's Give A Little Bit, starts to play. "I'll bring him back," Bibi says to Liv as they go to the dance floor. They begin to dance and much to everyone's surprise, Bibi's got some moves. Cyrus and James have joined the floor of couples that have taken to the stage and are dancing. Victoria and Becky look on giggling. Victoria is more than embarrassed by her grandmother and father dancing, more so her father.
Liv watches in delight, a play is brought in front her, she looks to see her mom there. "Thanks mom, I am starving."
"I know, you are about to hit that 20th week and it usually feels like you could eat everything in sight and you pretty much start doing that." Liv is already digging in.
"This is delicious," she says, chewing fast.
"Hey, I taught you to chew your food young lady," Maya says with a laugh.
"I'm chewing," she says chuckling.
"Are you feeling okay? I mean, I don't really have to ask from the looks of your face. But physically you feel okay?"
Liv takes a deep breath, "I am, I feel like I am floating. I am so happy, I'm getting on my own nerves. My heart has been skipping a beat since I stepped out of that car and walked down the aisle. This has all been like a dream."
Maya motions her to take a seat, with her stacked plate of food, that she holds on to, for dear life. "It was like a fairytale," Maya agrees.
"Look at him," Liv says as the dance floor is filled with people enjoying, but she has a great view of Bibi and Fitz. "I got one that loves his mama."
"And if he loves his mama, he's going to love you just as hard," Maya says. "I'm not going to ask what you two talked about earlier today, but..."
"I was honest with him. I told him how scared I am to be his wife, not because of him but it's just all so overwhelming but I know I love him with all my heart."
Maya takes Liv's hand, "Just remember what we all told you. Love, trust, fidelity, compromise, and good sex is all you need," Maya chimes.
"Mom, don't say anything else. I don't want a visual of you and Levi," she says as she has just about cleaned her plate.
Levi appears, kissing Olivia on the cheek and then kissing Maya, and sitting down on the other side of Liv, "How are you doing baby girl?"
"Good, real good."
"I don't think I have to give that guy over there trying to dance needs pep talk. I think he proved to me that you are going to be in good hands. Although, I need to talk to him about dancing."
Liv laughs, noticing Fitz's unusual dance moves, "I think I am good hands too." She decides, to encourage Fitz, "Shake it baby." She screams as all laugh. He gives her a wink.
The music blast, "Give a little bit. Give a little bit of your love to me. Give a little bit. Give a little bit of my life for you…" Gerry walks on to the dance floor and joins Fitz and Bibi dancing. They dance like old hats.
"You think those two are going to get back together," Maya says to Liv.
"I'm thinking he's Grant charm his way back," Liv answers.
The song ends with applause and cheers. Levi stands up, "Let's go show them how to do this." He says to Liv, as she takes his hand. Levi tells Randy to play, Get Down On It by Kool & the Gang. Liv raises the side of her dress and starts to dance with Levi.
Patricia sees Fitz standing on the side to watch Liv and Levi. He's never seen her dance like this before and he's enjoying the view he has. Maya has got on the floor with Oliver. Anthony and Angela are dancing. Patricia grabs Fitz. He tries to protest. "Don't worry, it's just like stroking. I know you can do that." Patricia jokes. Fitz's eyes grow wide. Liv notices Fitz is with Patricia.
"Oh God, is he safe?" She says to Levi.
"Not really," he laughs as they continue. As Patricia is showing how to work his hips to the beat. The song ends and the song slides into Boogie Wonderland by Earth, Wind and Fire." Harrison takes Candace's hand leading her to the dance floor as they start to dance. Marcus takes Sandra's hand and offers to dance with her.
Abby and David are sitting at the table eating, David gives her a kiss. "You did a great job with everything. That means our wedding is going to be beautiful."
Abby chokes on her sip of wine, "Is this a wedding proposal?"
"Not yet…..but I am hoping someday."
"Are you really?"
"Yes, really, unless you aren't the marrying type."
"I don't know what type I am. I have never been serious enough about a guy to thank that far….," she checks her thoughts, and she takes a deep breath, "Until now." At that moment, things changed for Abby and David without any warning.
Bibi and Gerry are watching Fitz and Patricia try to dance. "You did well with him," Gerry says.
"You weren't all bad…not all the time," Bibi says.
"Thank you for saying that," he says. "You want to get back out there. We were good in our disco days."
"Let's do it," she says as she takes her shoes off and goes back on the floor.
Ricky walks over to wear Quinn is watching, "You want to get out there. Not our era but it's still hitting."
"I hope you can keep up with me, I love disco," Quinn responds as they go out on the floor.
The words continue of the song, "I find romance when I start to dance in boogie wonderland."
Fitz wants Liv in his arms, as he goes and takes her from Levi as they start to dance and Levi starts to dance with Patricia. Everyone dances and continues to have a wonderful time.
They are now dancing to Next's Too Close. Liv turns into Fitz as her ass is hitting his center as she swerves up and down on him. Fitz has never been more thankful for her dancing to cover him. His erection is straining him. His face is turning red from the arousal and the pain.
Harrison grabs the mic, "And please no twerking and no grinding," he jokes as everyone laughs and keeps dancing.
"Just follow my lead," Liv says to Fitz as she places his hands on hers as they are pressed to her hips. Fitz begins to catch on as they dance as she grinds. "Not bad."
"Your cousin said it was just like stroking…" he whispers seductively in her ear..
Liv throws her head back laughing, "She's so embarrassing."
"I don't know, once I put my back into it, it was easy."
She lifts her head to face him, "Do not throw your back out dancing.. You promised me all night."
"I keep my promises...If I throw my back out it will be for a good cause tonight. Plus, you promised me a show and I expect it," he answers nipping as the tender spot under her earlobe as she moans into his ear.
"Don't worry, you will get that show….Triple X," she whispers in his ear. Fitz takes a big gulp and before he can respond, Abby takes the mic and the music stops..
"Can I have everyone's attention?" Everyone turns to face Abby. Champagne is coming around for everyone. Everyone takes a glass. "I am so glad that everyone is having fun. It took two families, a couple in love and many phone conferences to pull this off. I just want to say, Olivia, watching you fall in love with Fitz was another great gift. I saw my best friend walk into the life she deserves. I finally started seeing the real Olivia Pope. My best friend is finally happy. She smiles all the time. She laughs a whole lot. She loves girl talk aka dirty talk. Fitz, you found a diamond in the rough that was hiding from the world and herself. She was reborn. You two are perfect for each other. I haven't known you long but she did the same for you. We all wish you love, happiness, joy, fun, and we wish you forever. To the bride and groom." Everyone repeats the sentiment as they take a drink.
Everyone raise their glass and drink to the couple. Cyrus gets up, wanting to say something. This surprises Fitz and maybe even himself.
"I'm a man of many words in business but otherwise I live my life in endless sarcasm," everyone laughs. "I've served two administrations, Fitzgerald Thomas Grant Jr. and now Fitzgerald Thomas Grant III. I've been with Fitz now 3 since he took over the company. I've watched him come into his own and make some pretty hard edge, badass business decisions that I gave him a lot of shit for, but in the end he was right. He's passionate about his work. He listens to his gut. He told me Olivia was the one. I saw the same look in his eye that he gets when he's ready to crush the competitors and close a deal," Fitz looks at Olivia, gently beckoning her lips to his. "He close the deal on this and I'm happy for him. Be happy!" Cyrus finishes as he raises his glass and everyone takes a sip.
Randy is about to take the mic before Abby interrupts. "Just a little something we thought would be a perfect for tonight. There are two people who couldn't be here with us. Olivia's dad and Fitz's brother," Fitz and Olivia's faces turn to dolefulness. Abby continues, "Let's take a moment of silence to remember them and how happy they would be to share this night with them." Everyone bows their head in silence. They all let the silence linger another minute.
Randy takes the mic. "Now we know the bride and groom had their own little private first dance but you know you are going to have to do this song and dance all over again. If we can have the bride and groom on the dance floor for that first dance. Then we are going to have the throwing of the bouquet and garter."
Fitz gets up from his seat and extends his hand, "Shall we?"
She takes his hand, "We shall," she answers getting up. Fitz takes her to the center of the dance floor. The music begins, After All Is Said and Done by Marc Nelson & Beyoncé. Liv begins to sing in his ear ever softly.
Here I am
Lookin in the mirror
An open face, the pain erased
And now the sky is clearer
I can see the sun
Now that all is, all is said and done...
"You never told me," Fitz whispers in her ear.
"I wanted it to be a surprise."
"Is that one I am in store for surprises?"
"I am full of them," she laughs as she continues to hum into his ear. It a sound that causes a very different arousal to senses. He pulls away from Live and just stares at her to hard and focused. "What is it?" She asks.
"It's perfect. You are perfect." he says as they hold a gaze that long and filled with love, lust, and need. They move to the rhythm keeping their foreheads together as Liv hums more to him.
"Hardly," she says biting her bottom lip.
I once believe that hearts were made to bleed
Inside I once believe that hearts were made to bleed
But now I'm not afraid to say,
I need you, I need you…so stay
With me….in these precious hours
And when it's done.
Open arms and dream into tomorrow
Where there's only love
After all is said and done.
"This damn pregnancy is making me cry all the time," Liv says as he wipes her tears away as she laughs.
"Maybe you are finally so damn happy. I know I am," Fitz answers as he kisses the last tear away.
"I will remember this day for the rest of my life," Liv whispers.
"Me too."
"I love you so much Fitz."
He gives her kiss, "I'll never stop loving you." As they hold each other tight still swaying to the music.
Here we are
In the still of this moment
Fear is gone
Hope lives on
We found a happy ending
For there is only love, only love
And this sweet, sweet, sweet love...
After all is said and done
As they are finishing their dance, Huck who is guarding the door, waiting for security to return from his break. He turns to see a man trying to peek in.
"Someone getting married," the guy asks.
"Yes, private ceremony," Huck answers.
It's Keith, who Huck's never seen before, "Who's the lucky couple?"
Huck is about to answer when he's summoned by Marcus to help. Keith uses the opportunity to look at Fitz and Liv who are exiting the dance floor. He studies that beautiful smile that has never left her face. "Olivia," he says slowly. There is a tap on his shoulder, it's the security guard.
"Sorry sir, this is a private party."
"No problem, have a good night," he says as he walks away.
The party keeps rolling with everyone eating and drinking and still dancing. Fitz is sitting with some of the men. Liv is sitting with her Grandma Rose.
"Eli would have loved this," she says to Olivia who is immediately a river of tears.
"You think he would love Fitz," Liv asks.
"Well, my son was a hard nut to crack but he would have loved Fitz. He would have fussed at you for not finding a nice strong black man, you know how he could be sometimes. But when the dust settled, he'd love him because he's a good and man and he's good to you. And that's all that matters."
Olivia lays her head on her shoulder, "I wish he were here."
"Me too, but he's here. He smiling down on you. He's happy. All is well." There's a brief silence, "Does this mean you are going to visit me more now? You and that handsome fella," Grandma Rose ask.
"I plan to visit you all a lot more," she squeezes her grandmother's hand.
"Good, we would all like that!"
Olivia kiss her hand, "I have to go to the restroom. This baby is really starting to tap dance on bladder these days." She gets up and starts toward the bathroom. Quinn comes after her
"We are ready to throw the bouquet."
"I'll be ready. I have a pregnant woman's bladder," She answers bringing her bridal pouch page with her.
Fitz is having a scotch chatting with some of the fellas. AJ has made his way back to the party, he's been gone for a while.
"Where have you been?" His father Anthony asks.
"With the future Mrs. Anthony Pope Jr."
"And where is this figment of your imagination?" Ricky spurts.
"You worry about yours," is Anthony's answers.
Everyone laughs, James pipes in, "Where are you taking Liv on your honeymoon?"
"Well, she thinks we are going home on Monday but I have a surprise for her. We will leave on Sunday. But we will only be gone a week. We've been here honeymooning so to speak for a while. "
"Does Cyrus know?"
"Nope, this is Fitz's secret. He didn't tell his lawyer."
"A man is allowed to have a few secrets Franklin. Plus you have to keep these women on their toes."
"Is that the secret to long marriages?" Marcus asks.
"That and a good foot rub," Uncle William says. Everyone looks at him with confusion. "I am telling you a good foot rub."
"Uncle William that is some white shit right there," Ricky says.
"I'm still with your aunt, aren't I? I am as white as they come other than our new member here Fitz. But it works every time." he says.
"No, this man tells the truth. My wife is putty in my hands when I give her a good foot rub," Zachary says.
"Maybe that's why I can't keep a wife, I won't rub those feet," Oscar jokes.
"It will get you laid," Uncle Levi adds. The younger guys laugh.
Fitz checkmates, "I just married my girl and she's pregnant. I say it works."
"Damn, the white boy got skills and I don't," Ricky says as everyone laughs harder.
Liv comes out of the bathroom. She notes how well Fitz seems to be fitting in with her family. He catches her eye and gives her a nod.
Quinn interrupts her thoughts, "Are you ready to throw the bouquet?"
Liv can't stop smiling at Fitz, "What do you think those men are chuckling about over there?"
"What men always talk about in a huddle, sex? Quinn jokes.
"I wonder if it's rated PG."
"From the look I just saw Fitz sneak you, far past PG," Quinn winks.
"Gawd, I am one of those wives. Just mention of my man's name makes me weak at the knees or I can't take my eyes off of him."
"Look at him. I don't blame you," Quinn answers. "Liv, I am really happy for you. You've had some fucked up times in the past and you came you out of the other side with happiness and good man. I'm happy for you."
"Thanks Quinn! Thank you for arranging the food and helping Abby. You all made this day special for me and for Fitz. I owe you big time."
"Liv, you don't owe friends," Quinn responds giving her a hug.
Abby interrupts once with mic. Everyone looks her way, "It's time to throw the bouquet. We are winding this party down. All the single ladies, get out there so we can get you married," Abby jokes. Liv makes her way to the center of the dance floor. She's dragged Quinn over making her participate. Liv throws the bouquet and it lands on the electronic board where Abby is standing. Liv gives her a wink. Abby looks over at David with a smile.
Quinn sets up the chair for Liv to sit in as Abby announces it's the men turn to catch the garter. Quinn sits Liv in the chair everyone cheers Fitz on, pushing him toward Liv.
"You ready," he asks.
"Are you?" she teases. She first sticks out a leg and then draws it back.
"Go get that thing Dawg," Harrison barks as everyone laughs.
Liv loosens her grip on the dress as she has it bunched in her palms. She lets the dress fall so Fitz can crawl under and he does. Everyone can see his head under the dress.
"Let's keep it PG, the parents are here," Randy says it on the mic as everyone is whistling. Liv begins to giggle as Fitz starts peppering kisses up her leg to get to garter. She opens her legs a little wider for him to get it. Then he grabs her thigh in a grip which makes her laugh even more, she realizes he's seen her surprise as she's holding his head through the dress.
Fitz mumbles, "Damn…..You!" She laughs at his sentiment. Finally he starts to descend down her leg and then gently holding her leg in his hand as gets off his knee completely pulling the garter off. There's a devilish grin she can't get rid of on her face. Fitz is still startled. She gives him a little kick.
"Baby, their waiting," she says with a laugh.
He turns around cutely frustrated and throws it behind him. It's caught by Harrison as Candace has a smile on her face that she can't seem to wipe off. Harrison tries to throw it to someone else which irritates Candace.
Liv gets up, throwing herself in Fitz's arms, "I like that little bit of stubble…felt good," she says.
"I can't believe you….." he dips down so no one else can hear, "Where are your underwear?" She looks at him with mischief. "Mrs. Grant, what has gotten in to you?" He asks.
"Nothing yet…," she answers giving his bottom a playful pinch.
Fitz releases a low moan, "Well let me change that," he says happily. "Why don't we leave? I need to get you back to the villa."
They both retire to the separate bathrooms to freshen up. They both take showers, putting on their respective perfume and cologne. Fitz is in the mirror grading himself. He's flexing his muscles and pecks. He then takes a moment to laugh at himself, here he is, an almost 41 year old man, standing in the mirror flexing. He's acting like he's about to lose his virginity. If he wasn't sure he was ready all he had to do was judge the imprint of his boxers. His erection was surely ready. He goes out of the room doing last minute room checks. He gets under the red silk sheets and places himself in the center of the bed propped up on the pillows.
Liv is standing in the mirror, fixing her hair. She keeps pulling it up, then she lets it fall. She repeats this over and over again. She then laughs at herself. Thinking in her head, Olivia what are you doing? You are about to have sex, extraordinary sex, he won't care about your hair. He only cares about what's under this robe. She removes the ivory robe to survey the tie teddy that Abby bought for her. She makes sure her breasts are fitting in perfectly. The pregnancy boobs gives the shape of the teddy and extra pop. She turns to the side to see her stomach and how looks in the teddy. It's noticeable but not heavily. She's feeling sexy and extra adventurous.
Fitz is growing restless. He yells over the music, "Livvie…you are the most beautiful woman in the world. You don't need work, just come out or I'm going to lose my fucking mind."
"Almost," she laughs as she drops the robe one more time turning in the mirror for the most risqué part of the teddy. "If I didn't have an ass this would be pointless," she says out loud. She's rubbed herself down in an oil called The Whisper Blend. It's sure to drive him insane and that's exactly what she wants. She puts the robe back and slips something in its very convenient pocket. "Showtime," she says as she goes out.
She walks into the room, Fitz's eyes are not lust fill, and it's a different stare. Its adoration and pride. "All mine," he says licking his lips. He loved her body. The robe was only revealing her perfect legs that he can see himself peppering with kisses on his journey to her sex. He attempts to get up from the bed as she motions him to stop.
"Stay right there! I promised you a show, didn't I?"
"Baby, I don't need a show right now. I just need you. You can do the show later," he is almost begging.
"I'm going to show you just how well you did today," she answers with hooded eyes. She had to admit the act between her legs was just as strong as his was. But she was determined to please her husband tonight. She crawls on to the bed. The sheets are slippery which makes them both giggle. "We better not get too wild, we might end up sliding on the floor," she says as they both laugh more. He widens his legs so she can crawl between them and up to him. The edge of the sheet starts at his happy trail. She starts kissing him down the trail, pushing the sheet down with her chin. Fitz was a bundle of anticipation. He didn't know what she had in mind but more than ready for it.
Without saying a word, she goes under the covers removes his boxers. He's now laying before her in his beautiful naked glory, erect and ready. He tries to reach up again and remove the tie of her robe. She stops him again. The teasing is killing him softly. "Remember you were very interested in Savannah and Bryan in my book," she asks as she presses her weight down to straddle him, just enough for him to feel her flesh grazing his tip. God, she's naked and teasing him. He feels like he's going to come just from being close to her. He is trying to reposition her on his body so he can be inside her but she plants her knees on each side of him. "Remember what she did to him?" She asks as she's now massaging him. He doesn't know how long he can let her be in control but hell if she wasn't doing everything right.
"Shit…..." he breathes through his teeth, "Sit on it baby," he says as he is kneading her ass wanting that robe off. He's on fire and she's torching him. He's so focused on her teasing his tip every time she moves he doesn't notice when she pulls the set of gold cuffs from her pocket and locks his one wrist to the bed post. When he realizes he's been cuffed. "Liv," he pleads. She brings his lips to her as she parts his lips with her tongue, slowly letting it slide inside of his mouth as he slides in tongue inside of hers. They kiss until their lips are stung and swollen. "I want you so much," he utters.
"Give me your other wrist," she instructs. He's the submissive one now and he likes it. He gives her his other wrist and she locks him in. The bed has a basket weave design at the top. It's perfect for what she wants to do. She gets off of the bed, putting the key right on the night stand, where he can see it and beg for it. She grabs her phone, pressing play on one song, "Enjoy!" she says as Show Me Love by Alicia Keys and Miguel begins to play. She has Fitz right where she wants him, all hers and at her mercy.
She crawls back on the bed. As she stands to face him. She grabs the basket weave wooden holds as the words to the song start to ring out, "Show me love. Treat it like we freakin on the weekend, show me love. I heat up the seconds, times and reasons for your love. This is not the season for nobody else but us. I always get wrapped in you baby, I'm in love."
He is watching her with prowling eyes as he bites his tongue almost enough to draw blood. She brings her foot to the crook of his neck as she slowly brings it down in a straight line. He's squirming. She stops at his navel swirling foot in a circular motion. She finally unties the robe straps. She opens the robe more for him to see his surprise as his dick hardens at first glance. She lets the robe fall against her arms. She takes it off throwing it to the floor.
"Take it off," he whispers.
As the intoxicating song continues to play, "Show me love, love…..Show me love…love…."
She continues the journey down his trail with her toes tickling his skin. He reaches up for her forgetting his restraint. The tip of her toes reach his cock as she swirls the tips of her toes around his tip. He's now leaking pre-cum. Strained he quips, "Liv….Damn…," sucking his lip. She turns holding on to wooden bars revealing the teddy has no back. At the sight of her bare ass, Fitz's eyes are bursting out of its sockets. She dancing in front of him intentionally dancing dangerously close to his lips. She bends just enough for him to kiss cheek as he takes a grazing teeth bite.
The song continues, And you've crashed in it like a deer caught in headlights. Yeah I show you love like it was passionate. I just want to bask in it.
She rubs against his shaft, dancing, rubbing her ass against him. Fitz is slowly losing his mind with need. She turns kneeling down slowing in front of him, "What do you want?"
"Take off these cuffs and I'll show you," he says strongly.
The song is bellowing, You gon' show me love like..."
She licks her finger, "Not yet," as she lowers her head bringing her finger slowly from his tip to the base as she takes him in her mouth. The feel of her warm tongue hits his sense immediately. She slowly massages his shaft with her tongue.
After a few slow strokes up and down on him, Fitz lets out a slow annunciated, "Fuck….."
Song continues, Show me love like we never done it. Oh I got you running…every time I give you some.
She slowly treads her tongue up to the tip and plays peek-a-boo with her tongue giving slow quick flickering spread across his tips. The only words that can escape his mouth is Fuck. He's wheezing, breathing faint as his chest is moving up and down rapidly. She wraps her hand around the base as she takes him in deeper one more time picking up the pace. He is trying to lock her body to his with his legs but he can't. "Baby….so good," he whispers. Her moans while pleasuring him puts him in sensory bliss. The way she locks her lips on around his swell. He can't look away. Through his labored breath, "Baby, I'm …..Damn…damn…so close. I can't hold it much longer."
She releases him, much to his dismay. He looks confused. She slowly crawls up his stomach, kissing his skin softly as she makes her way to his lips. She gets on top of him, locking her thighs around him. She reaches between them and places him inside of her. The feel of each other's hot sex is all they both needed. Her walls stretch around his already swelled length causing them both to let out a guttural moan. She begins ride him with total abandon. She pushes her palms into his chest as she takes him as deep as she can, remembering her condition. She arches her back swerving her hips up and down. "Ride it baby," he says. She treats him like a joystick, guiding it where she wanted it to go. He is hitting her spot and she rides it hard.
"Liv...I need to come inside you. I can't hold it," he begs. She drops her body slowly down to him.
"Almost," she whispers in his ear with a rolling moan of pleasure
"Please, now," he answers as his ears look as if they'll burn off their so red.
She strokes her hips hard a few more times. Her walls grab a hold to him like vacuum. They both come together that causes a unified scream of each other name and soft moans as they both come down slowly. She crumbles down on top of him. She kisses his neck softly. She climbs off of him, lying beside him with her arms around his waist.
"I don't know what to say," Fitz says still trying to catch his breath. Liv looks up at him laughing.
"Well, I don't know if that's a compliment or not."
"Oh that's definitely a compliment. It's high praise and a standing ovation,' he says as he reaches down to kiss to top of her head. "That was one hell of a show."
"I'm glad you liked it," she says running her fingertips across his chest reaching up to kiss him again.
"I didn't like it. I loved it. Is this what married sex is going to be like? If so, we can get married once a week!" He jokes.
"You couldn't handle it," she teases.
"You're the only woman that's ever made me beg for sex and made my toes curl, Olivia Grant."
"Pope-Grant… and you're the only man that's ever made me feel that way too."
"Where did you get this teddy? The designer should discontinue this one. No woman is going to look as good as you in it." he jokes.
"Actually Abby brought it. That was my bachelorette present from her," she sits up, settling on her knees in front of him. "I guess I should take it off," she teases.
"No one is taking it off but me, but you have to uncuff me," he asks again.
"Do you promise to be a good boy?"
"I'll be the best," he answers. Every part of him is twitching to get his hands on her.
She slowly takes the key and releases him from the first cuff. He brings his hand to her breast and massages it softly, "I thought you said you'd be good."
"Oh I am," he says as he brings his hand inside the teddy to tweak her nipple. She licks her lips as she releases his other wrist. He quickly pulls her into him and flips her over on her back. He pins her hands down on each side as he hovers his body over her, careful not to press all his weight on her as he's kissing her neck and jawline over to her lips.
His eyes are seeping into hers. "You are so beautiful," he says as he kisses her lips lightly. "And sexy…..," he continues as he travels down her neck to the center of her chest. He looks up at her, her eyes are sultry with desire, "And did I say sexy?" He asks again as he moves the teddy's fabric with his mouth and chin as he latches on to her swollen nipple. He sucks slowly up and down as he rolls his tongue around the nub softly. She loves how he works his tongue on her body, she's moaning. He moves over to the other breast, doing the same thing. Her hard nipple makes him hard.
She's sucking on his neck to sustain the pleasure as he gives her nipples extra attention, "So good..," she breathes as she's wrapped her legs around him.
He releases her hands as he slowly unties the teddy to reveal her full naked body. Her nipples erect, her skin is flushed, and there's a tremble in her body. She's so aroused her body is shaking at the thought of him making love to her.
"I want you Fitz….I need you."
He somehow maneuvers the teddy off of her and throws it to the floor, "Don't move," he instructs. He goes into the bathroom. She hears the water running. He comes back with a towel and cleans between her legs. She makes a satisfied sound from the warmth between her legs. He places the towel on the nightstand.
Music is still playing in the background, as Moments in Love by Art of Noise begins to play.
He climbs back on her slowly covering half of her body as he begins to kiss her, plunging his tongue into her mouth as they kiss like they'll never have a chance to again. He slowly brings his hand down to her sex, which makes her twitch, he slides his two fingers inside of her, effortlessly while never taking his lips off of hers. She grinds against his hands as his fingers fuck her with precision. She can't move nor does she want to.
"Mmmm," she moans against his lips. He goes deeper and harder and she grinds harder on him. She's arching off the bed, as he's fingers work inside her walls and his lips suck her nipples mercilessly. He's reaching all her hot spots with his touch and his tongue. He takes his thumb, knowing it will apply the most pressure, and massages her clit as he pinches and squeezes it. He repeats this motion and she's squirming from side to side as she her screaming reaches a fevered pitch and she squirts.
"Oh my God….God," she repeats as she buries her face in her hands to muffle her scream. His fingers have picked up the pace and her grinding and he quickly slides his fingers out, not wanting her to come yet.
He scoops her up into his arms, turning her over on her knees, "Grab the post," he says. She turns her head to look at him, confused. "Reach up, grab the post," he says again.
She stands on her knees grabbing the post with both hands. Fitz brings his arms around her stomach. "Don't be afraid to tell me," he says to her. She arches her back and her ass, he slowly slips into her and begins to thrust into her. The lovemaking at first is slow and almost consoling. He brings his hand down to her clit as he pumps in and out of her, resting one hand on the wall and the other holding her to him as he fingers her and stays inside her.
She drops her head, her body is shaking. She feels like her whole body is having an orgasm as the headboard starts to hit the wall. He keeps thrusting, "Fuck," she screeches as he they are not moving together. She wants him in deeper, and she brings her arm and hand behind her pushing his ass in more.
"Don't stop…..ooohhhh fuck, harder baby...harder," she says licking her lips as he does just as he asks. "It's time, it's time," she leans back on his chest whispering in his ear. He thrust her one more time, hard as she screamed her orgasm biting on his arm. He massages her bring her down from her orgasm as he kisses her back repeatedly. They are both out of breath, sweaty and stick. They stay in that position on their knees for a few minutes, he slowly pulls out as they slide down and under the covers. He pulls the towel from the nightstand and wipes his hands.
Her body is satiated but sensitive to the touch, she's in euphoric heaven. Her body is like jelly as she wraps herself into him. "That was amazing. I've never made love like that."
"Your little show inspired me. Why have this poster bed and not use it to its fullest potential."
"Are you saying making love to me is inspiring or the bed is inspiring?"
He lifts up more on the pillow and brings her with him, "I could make love to you 24/7 if it was physically possible. That's how good you feel when I'm inside you. Touching you and tasting you is an honor. I crave you. It inspires me to want to satisfy you. The bed is a bonus."
She looks at him, tracing her fingers around his face, "You always satisfy me."
"I hope so."
"So, how do you rate your wife against Destiny?"
"Who is Destiny?" He jokes.
"Fitz, I'm serious. I know it's not sexy seeing a pregnant woman dance," she starts as he puts his finger in front of her lips.
"You pregnant and dancing was the sexiest thing I've ever seen. Everything you did was the sexiest thing I've ever seen."
"Soon you won't be able to hold me tight like that," she says.
"And I'll love it."
"Today we started a journey together that will change our lives. Promise me you'll always love me like today. Promise me our marriage will always be about our love, about us. No matter what happens, we will lean on each other."
He laces his fingers with hers, "I'd rather die than not love you the way I do. I can't promise we won't face hard times. But I can promise you I'll never forget us, our family, or our love. We are building a life together and a family and I can't wait to share it with you. I belong to you. Don't ever doubt that." He kisses her lips.
"I belong to you," returning the kiss.
He gently turns her over on her back. Laying gently on top of her. He's careful to shift his way. He's propping himself up by his hands. He burns his eyes into hers. "You belong to me, huh."
She laughs, "I do."
He nuzzles her neck, sucking her skin softly, "Does this belong to me?"
"Maybe," she teases.
He kisses down her body stopping at her breast as he blows his warm breath against her nipple, as she moans. He places a simple kiss on her nipple, "Does this belong to me?"
She's digging her nails into the nape of his neck, scratching his curls, "Definitely."
He reaches between them, placing himself inside her. He slowly pushes in his length, "Tell me when to stop," he whispers. She adjusts to his swelling size inside her slit moaning as he pushes further. She squeezes his shoulder. He lays dormant inside of her, "Does this belong to me?" He asked, grazing his teeth across her lips.
"Depends on what you do with it," she bewitches.
"Is that a challenge?" He asks as he slowly moves in her.
She licks the shape of his lips slowly, "You ummmm," she clears her throat, "You up for it."
He doesn't answer, he starts moving inside her thrust for thrust. She moves her hips meeting him in motion. He's moving up and down, quickly attacking her spot with tapping force. He's inside her, making love to her slowly. She squeezes his ass, "Don't stop." They make love this way all night long until they crash into each other's arms, boneless and fully sated. They hold each other until they fall asleep.
It's the next morning, somewhere between 3am and 5am they took a shower which took much longer than it should have. It's 11am and they are both still so exhausted. They are sound asleep. Fitz decides its time for Liv to give Liv her wake up call.
"Baby," He says. She swats his lips away. "Baby, we need to get up."
"No Fitz...I'm exhausted. The baby's exhausted," she utters turning away from him.
"Come on baby, please!" He pleads. "We need to get up and I'm starving. I'm sure you need to eat. The baby needs to eat."
"Don't use our child against me. Baby, go back to sleep. One more hour" she suggests.
Without warning, Fitz disappears under the silk sheets. He gets between her legs. "How about 20 minutes?" He says as he dives between her legs.
"Fitz," she squeals.
He props her legs up and dives his tongue into her apex with a forceful swipe of his tongue. She arches her back up. He spreads her lips with his fingers as he licks around her canal hungrily. She continuously arches off the bed. The sounds his tongue is eliciting from her is echoing the room. He picks up the pace of the swirl of his tongue around her clit as he sucks into his mouth. "So sweet," he rustles.
"Ahhhhhhhhh," she screams palming satin sheets in her hands.
"Lock me in baby. Lock me in," he lifts his head to say and she locks her thighs to his head. He digs his fingers into her thighs as he licks her inside out. Her legs are starting to shake. Her walls strengthen around his tongue.
She can't form a complete sentence. He repeats his licking and sucking attack to her clit, over and over. He knows she's close. He licks her deeper as he can feel her starting to let go. With a screech of his name she comes. Her body contracts forcefully as the orgasm tears through her. She can't speak. She scrapes his curls with her fingers. Her body slowly coming down as he slowly moves up her body feathering soft kisses on her skin.
She's wiping tears away as he makes his way up to her lips. She turns her face away from him, not wanting him to see.
"What's wrong? Did I hurt you? The baby..."
"No," still not facing him.
"Livvie, look at me. What's wrong?"
"Nothing is wrong."
He turns her face to him, "Bull!"
She turns to face him. "I am just so happy right now, this very minute. I don't mean to cry but I can't help it."
"I rather you cry tears of happiness."
"Well, I don't want you to think you are some sex god or something that moved me to tears," she jokes.
He laughs proudly, "But I did."
She refuses to agree with him as she looks away. Her face is flushed. "What are we going to do for lunch?"
"It should be here in a few minutes. I've already taken care of that. But first I have something for you."
She sits up in the bed, tightening the sheet around her body to cover her. "I have something for you too."
He goes into the draw and pulls out his present as she goes into the draw and pulls out a box.
"You should go first," she says. He hands her the envelop. He waits for her reaction. She opens the flap folder. "Fitz, what is this?"
"This is where we are going for our honeymoon," he explains.
She looks confused, "I thought you had to get back to work and..."
"Abby has you covered.."
"I've kind of been on a extended vacation."
"But you worked...and this is our honeymoon. We just got married. We deserve one."
"Can you get away for another week?"
"For my wife, yes I can," he kisses her hand, "Stop worrying! Besides, I'm the boss. I can do what I want. I have a competent team."
She kisses him tightly, "Barcelona, Fitz...it's perfect. A week in one of those most romantic cities in the world, with you. I can't wait."
"I can't wait either," returning the kiss, "What do you have for me?"
She hands him the box. "It's not really a present. Just a little something."
He opens the box, pulling out an engraved pocket watch. It's a beautiful gold watch. He reads the inscription, Time is fleeting but our love is everlasting. He opens the watch and looks inside. "I love it."
"We have to put a photo in there," she says studying his reaction. "I know it's simple," she rambles.
"It's perfect! A part of you I can carry with me with me," he says noticing the distance between them. "Get over here!"
Without any hesitation, she moves over to his lap as the silk sheet creeps down. He looks down at her bare breasts. "Don't you get any ideas. When can we expect lunch? You were starving remember and so am are we." She says quickly bringing the sheet back up around her.
He looks down at his new watch, "According to my new watch we have 20 whole minutes," he answers slyly pulling the silk sheet slowly down on her.
She takes a deep breath, "Fuck..." she says under her breath.
"Fuck, indeed!" he repeats laying her back on the pillows as they both fill the room with laughter.
Then faintly, sweetly, and full of desire you hear, "Ohhh...right there!"
Indeed, Mr. and Mrs. Grant used their next 20 minutes wisely...
They are finally married...I hope you all enjoyed their wedding. Married life will be very different. What's in the locket. There story is just beginning. You never know what happens next?