What She Needs
Olivia laid in bed with a smile on her face. She had been awake for quite some time. Before the sun had even come up. She just couldn't sleep. Today was the day that her parents, Max, Abby, and Stephen were all meeting over at the new house to help paint the walls inside.
She and Fitz had spent weeks picking out the colors for each of the rooms together. Every room in the house, with the exception of the second smaller bedroom was to be painted. Olivia wanted to leave it white for now. In the back of her mind, she decided if anyone came along to live in there, then it would get painted. Until then it would stay neutral. In the back of Fitz's mind, it was going to be his office and he really didn't care what color the walls were.
A big part of Olivia's excitement was knowing this was one of the very last things that had to be done before she and Fitz moved into their new house. They would have to wait for the paint fumes to clear out, but that was okay because the living room furniture hadn't been delivered yet. Both she and Fitz were pretty determined to have everything in place before they officially moved in for good. Not having something small like a blender was no big deal, but they had to have somewhere to sit down. Of course, Fitz had told Liv that he would be happy to spend all of their time in their brand new bed together. Olivia giggled at the thought of it and turned her head to see the man with the smart mouth blissfully asleep beside her in her bed.
Fitz was lying on his side with his hands tucked underneath his pillow. He looked so peaceful and relaxed. She gazed at his handsome face as she listened to the hypnotic sound of his deep breathing. He wasn't wearing a shirt and his tan, broad, well defined chest made her fingers want to touch him. She didn't know why his chest was such a huge turn on to her, but she didn't care. It just was.
Of course, knowing he slept in the nude was a turn on too. Fitz had a great body and Olivia wasn't shy to take advantage of it whenever she wanted to. Being very careful not to wake him up, Olivia pinched the edge of the sheet and lifted it to look underneath. She was getting an eye full and was contemplating heading down south for breakfast in bed when his voice sliced through the silence. "Can I help you?"
Fitz had been awake long before Livvie woke up. He'd watched her sleep for a while, marveling at her quiet beauty. He'd even rubbed little circles on her belly while whispering good morning to Riley Amelia and grinning when she kicked his hand in reply. She was already such a daddy's girl.
But then he'd closed his eyes to rest them. Just for a minute or two. He'd felt the excitement radiate off Livvie as she quietly laid there, and he knew it was because of what was on the agenda for today. He figured if she had so much pent up excitement, it should be put to good use in a way that was mutually beneficial.
Olivia held the sheet between her fingers, still lifted up for her viewing pleasure. He was getting harder by the minute, and she knew he was thinking exactly what she was thinking. Flicking her eyes up to his playful blue ones, she sent him a lustful look. "I think we can help each other."
Fitz chuckled at his greedy little woman and pulled her into his arms. "What has you wide awake so early this morning? Besides sex I mean? The sun has barely come up."
"I'm really excited about getting another thing ticked off our list by getting the house painted today. It's gonna be so beautiful when it's all done, and we'll be that much closer to moving in too. Aren't you excited too?"
"MmmHmm." Fitz replied absentmindedly. He was busy sliding her panties down as she talked. Honestly, he could care less about the house right now. He had much more pressing things on his mind at the moment. He was fully erect, and it was getting painful.
"Are you even listening to me, Fitz?" Olivia asked.
"Of course I'm listening." He told her. Fitz knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that she was about to ask him what she had just said.
"Then what did I just say?" she asked with an arched eyebrow.
He hated when he was right. He kissed her forehead and said, "you said you were excited about getting boxes at the house painted to tick off your mother."
Olivia shook her head and then started laughing at him. His boyish grin had her laughing even harder. Before long he was laughing with her. The happy sound echoed throughout the room until it finally died down. "Okay, so you were listening to me as you peeled my underwear down my legs."
"That deserves a prize, don't you think?" he asked once the thin material was completely untangled from her feet. They were still somewhere in the sheets at the foot of the bed, but they were off her and that was the biggest obstacle.
"You're doing pretty good at opening your own prize. What could I possibly give you?"
"Whatcha hiding inside of that shirt?" He asked with an innocent smile.
"Why don't you take a look for yourself?" she suggested and poked her chest out towards him.
He didn't have to be told twice. Fitz gently pushed her onto her back as his anxious fingers lifted the thin cotton material of her t-shirt until the two things Olivia had been hiding in it were both exposed. His eyes got bigger, just like her breasts had. Dipping his head, he lazily dragged his fattened tongue across her soft nipple before flicking his tongue across it until it stiffened at the attention.
His hand snaked over her thigh and pulled her leg open. The moment his warm mouth captured her hardened nipple was the same moment his thick fingers slid into her wet heat. Both his hand and his mouth started out slow, but writhing, panting, needy Olivia had him quickening both movements. She was so damned warm and ready.
"Mmmm...more." she begged as she opened her legs wider.
Fitz slid two fingers into her and still she wasn't satisfied. He knew what she wanted, but he was going to give her something else first. He reluctantly released her nipple and his lips blazed a warm trail down over her rounded belly to the juncture of her thighs. He watched her open her legs wider before lifting her hips and grinding them towards his face.
"Livvie? Your greedy side is showing." Fitz told her before dropping his face into her center. Her body tensed up like a tightly wound spring at the feel of his tongue on her bundle of nerves. His fingers continued sliding in and out of her as his tongue chased her towards a cliff with a long blissful drop into euphoria.
She whimpered as her hips kept up with his quick moving fingers and tongue. She tried holding onto the delicious moment for as long as she possibly could, but it was in vain. He was too good at what he was doing. All she could do was grip his thoroughly messed up curls to keep him in place as she fell apart. "Fitz...babe...please...yesssssssss!"
Once again, her body tightened as her breath came out in short bursts. Her eyes were closed tightly as if that was the only way she could contain the perfectly thrilling moment. She felt her fingers ease their grip on his head as her chest dragged air into her lungs. And then Olivia felt his lips travel up over her belly. She cracked open her eyes to watch him plant a kiss on each nipple before his face disappeared into her neck.
"Have I told you lately how much I adore your greedy side, Livvie?" he whispered into her ear. When she craned her neck to give him better access, he chuckled lightly. "Can I help you with something else?"
"I'm in the stage of my pregnancy where I want sex all the time."
Fitz grinned and rubbed his nose against hers. "Is that supposed to be a new thing?"
"It would be if I wasn't with a man as sexy as you."
"Mmmm, compliments will get you everywhere." he murmured before covering her body with his. Fitz dipped his head and captured her lips in a hungry kiss. Her eager mouth opened, and his tongue slid inside to dance with hers the same moment he pushed himself all the way inside of her.
Olivia tore her lips away from his to suck in air. Once again, he had caught her by surprise. She took a moment to let her body adjust to being stretched by him.
"I take it this is what you wanted?" he asked in a teasing tone.
"It was more of a need." she admitted. "You have a way of making me want you all the time."
"The feeling is definitely mutual, babe." Fitz put his weight on his forearms and began to move his hips. "I have never given a pregnant woman a second glance, but you are sexy as hell to me. I spend most of my time trying to control myself around you."
Olivia looked up at him. She ran a finger along his jawline. "You need to stop controlling yourself. I spend most of my time thinking up ways to get you naked."
"Does that mean we can have naked days at the new house? One day a week is naked day and we don't put clothes on at all. Like Naked Tuesdays?"
She ground her hips into his. "Naked Tuesdays can definitely be a thing. But I won't be held responsible for the things I do to you."
"I'm definitely marrying the woman of my dreams." Fitz replied before kissing her hungrily.
Olivia moaned into his mouth before grabbing his ass with both hands and grinding her hips into his as he picked up the pace. Before long Olivia's bedroom was filled with the sounds of their heavy breathing mixed with begging and whispers of desire.
"Come onnnn, Fitz! Everyone is going to be there before us." Olivia whined over an hour later.
"You are not going to point the late finger at me, Livvie. We wouldn't be running late if you hadn't demanded round two in the shower. If anyone asks why we are late, I'm telling them pregnancy hormones are the best thing ever!" he threatened with a grin.
"Really? You're gonna say that in front of my father?" She challenged as she propped a hand on her hip.
He grinned at her and pulled her into his arms. "Probably not the best way to stay in his good graces, huh?"
Olivia crinkled up her nose. "Probably not."
"I'll just tell him that you jumped me. That takes the blame off me. Yea, that works!" he said triumphantly. Before Olivia got the chance to make her own smartass comment, he dipped his head and kissed her, letting his tongue slide into her oh so willing mouth.
Her arms came around his neck and she pulled herself impossibly close to him. One hand slid down his back and grabbed his ass, and she groaned at the feel of his muscular backside. She was on the verge of asking him for round three when he broke the kiss. "Hey, Gropey Groperton. I know that look on your face. We don't have time for more sex. Keep your hands to yourself."
Olivia huffed loudly. "Fine, but you are giving me some tonight, Mister!"
Fitz chuckled at her and patted her ass. "You just got two rounds within an hour. How much sex do you need? Your greedy side is showing."
"Are you complaining about getting too much sex? Is that what's going on here?"
Realizing how that sounded and wondering if he could lose his guy card for a thing like that, he wisely said, "no" before clamping his lips together.
"I didn't think so. Let's go."
They had to go to the grocery store to buy chips and drinks to go with the subs that were being delivered later on for lunch. The lunch that Fitz insisted on buying as a way to thank everyone for coming over to help them with the painting. Olivia remembered her promise to Max about bringing ice cream and grabbed a few cartons along with a box of cones while they were in the store. She decided if it didn't all get eaten today, she would have it to eat after they moved in. Fitz knew what she was up to, but he didn't say anything. He'd eat some of it with her later too. Maybe they could get creative with round three after everyone had gone home?
Stephen and Abby were the only two at the house when they pulled into the driveway. "Where the hell have you two been?" Stephen asked. Like he didn't already know.
"Grocery store." Fitz replied. "Get off my porch and help me carry this shit inside."
"So, you're saying that earlier when we went back into the house because I forgot my keys, that wasn't the two of you moaning in Liv's room" Abby asked with a smirk.
"You forgot your what?" Olivia asked horrified and covered her face with her hands. "ohmygod! Did you really come back in the house and hear us?"
"Nah" Abby replied with a huge grin. "But now I definitely know why you're late."
Stephen and Fitz chuckled, but wisely kept quiet as they carried the crunchy plastic bags into the house and put the food into the refrigerator and freezer.
Ten minutes later, Max showed up. He opened the front door and yelled out, "knock, knock" before stepping inside.
"Back here, dad!" Fitz called out. He and Olivia had been giving Abby and Stephen the grand tour and making sure the right cans of colored paint were in the right rooms.
"This is gorgeous! So open and roomy. Nice choice, son." Max exclaimed, clapping his son on the back.
"We like it." Fitz told him.
Olivia gave her soon to be father in law a hug and asked, "how's the baby whisperer been lately?"
Max grinned at her. "Itchy for Miss Riley Amelia to get here."
"I swear this baby already knows her pawpa's voice. She..."
Fitz gave a confused look and interrupted Olivia. "I'm sorry. Who?"
"Pawpa. It's what your dad wants Riley to call him." Olivia told Fitz.
Fitz's expression turned into a surprised one. "Really? And when did this come about? This is the first I've heard of it."
"When we went to breakfast at Waffle World to discuss Riley's middle name." Max told his son with a smile.
Olivia's face crinkled and her hand flew to her belly. "She kicks every time I'm around him." Olivia reported. She saw the look of question in his eyes, and knew he wasn't comfortable enough to ask yet. "You wanna feel?"
"Really?" he asked excitedly and held out a hand towards her.
"Of course." She grabbed his hand and put it where hers had been on her growing belly. She chuckled when Riley accommodated her grandfather. "See?"
"She kicks for me too." Fitz announced.
"She's gonna have both of you trained in no time at all."
"I can hardly wait." Max replied with a grin.
A deep horn blared outside. Fitz and Olivia exchanged confused glances.
"She might have a slight head start on the training thing already." Max admitted.
"What are you talking about and who is here?" Fitz asked as he headed towards the front door.
"Remember when you invited me to help paint the day we met?" Max asked Olivia. She nodded. "And I said I'd help only if I can bring a gift?"
Olivia put a hand on his arm. "Yea, but you've bought enough clothes and diapers for ten newborn girls. You don't have to bring anything else."
"It's not just for her. I mean, it's mainly for her, but it's for you too." He said, trying to explain. "Come on. You'll see." Olivia followed Max out the door to see a furniture company truck parked in the driveway. He continued to the truck as the two men inside climbed out.
"Dad? What the hell is this all about?" Fitz asked as he reached for Olivia's hand.
"I bought a gift for my daughter in law and my granddaughter. Your job is to tell these gentlemen where to put it in the house." Max signed an invoice and watched the man who had been the passenger unload the gift.
"Oooooh, it's a rocking chair!" Olivia squealed as soon as it was carried from the back of the truck.
"Where would you like for me to put this ma'am?" He asked her.
Olivia dashed up the few steps and saw Stephen and Abby standing there watching the show. The two women high fived as Olivia breezed past them and led the delivery man into the house. Moments later, he walked out of the house alone, shook Max's hand, and he and the driver left in the truck.
"Where's Liv?" Fitz asked.
"I bet she's rocking the peanut in the nursery." Abby told him. "She's been wanting a rocking chair for a while now. That was a really nice thing to give her."
Max grinned at his son. "Let's go see if that's where she is."
"I wonder why she didn't tell me she wanted a rocking chair? I would have bought her one." Fitz grumbled.
"I bought one for your mom when she was expecting you. When we brought you home from the hospital, she would spend hours just looking at you as she rocked you. I think Olivia will be the same way." Max told his son.
"Unless I beat her to it." Fitz admitted.
There she was. Sitting in the brand new rocking chair, rocking away while humming something and rubbing little circles on her belly. She looked up when she heard them at the door. "I love this chair. In fact, I might sit here for the rest of the day and let all of you do all of the work."
Max and Fitz smiled at her. She was completely at peace right now.
Abby was the one to keep it real. "You're definitely not doing that. Before Fitz bought this house and proposed, we were just painting one wall. Now we're painting the inside of an entire house. You have to get up and do your part. Besides, you know it'll kill you to not boss somebody around."
"Helloooooo?" a voice called out from the living room.
"That must be your parents. I can't wait to meet them." Max told Olivia.
The five of them made their way out to the living room to welcome Olivia's parents. Introductions were made and happy hugs and handshakes were exchanged. Everyone partnered up and was assigned a room to paint. Max joined Olivia's parents to paint the living room, as well as to get to know them better. Stephen and Abby took the kitchen, mostly because it had less wall space to paint. Their goal was to tackle the smaller rooms and feel like they accomplished more together.
Olivia and Fitz chose to paint Riley's room first. Fitz had voiced his desire to paint her room before they did any others. He wanted them to paint it together too. It was important to him, and that made it important to Liv. They had chosen ballet slipper pink for three walls of her nursery. The fourth wall would be painted gray.
The two of them knocked out the gray wall together first, with Liv doing the bottom half and Fitz doing the top. Once the gray paint had been closed, Fitz opened the can of pink paint and stirred it. He smiled as he thought about his daughter waking up to the pretty color on her walls every morning. Or being soothed to sleep in this room by either him or Olivia as they rocked her. It made him want to take his time and do a good job for her.
"Fitz? Are you okay?" Olivia asked.
"Yea. I'm just thinking about how she'll be here soon. I'm sure it doesn't seem like that to you since you are the one carrying her, but it feels like she will be here before we know it. I just want everything to be perfect for her when she does arrive. So she has what she needs. You know?"
He was too precious for words. She gave him a smile before getting on her tip toes and putting her arms around his neck. "Listen to me for a minute. Riley has more than I ever could have imagined for her when I left home."
"I don't mean stuff, Livvie."
"Shhh. I'm not talking about stuff either. But that counts too. She has her own bedroom in a big house that will keep her safe and warm. She has a beautiful crib to sleep in and more clothes than she'll need in ten lifetimes. She has a family who loves her more than anything in the world and want nothing more than to see her happy and healthy. And she has a daddy. That's the one thing I never thought she'd have." Olivia felt his arms tighten on her waist.
"But Riley doesn't just have a daddy. She has the very best daddy. Someone who cares about her, and loves her, and goes out of his way to make sure she will have everything she'll ever need. I couldn't ask for more than that. Everything is already as perfect as it can be for her."
All he could do was hold onto her. His throat felt tight and he knew words wouldn't come out yet even if he tried. He was so amazed at how perfectly Olivia loved him. She always had the right words to encourage him and make him feel seen. When he finally felt able to talk, he said, "I love you, Livvie. So much. We are going to have an amazing life together."