Before this chapter starts I forget to say that Fitz has said I love you to her but she hasn't said it back yet she only says it in text but hasn't said it out loud yet. I forgot to include that in the last chapter but yea anyways here's the chapter:

Also this continues where the last chapter ended

Olivia and Fitz run back to his car and they quickly leave. As Fitz was driving back to Olivias house she was teasing him by whispering dirty things into his ear, she had a firm grasp on his crotch. Soon enough they got to her house and they quickly ran into her room.

His tongue slipped into her mouth, and her fingers wound into his curls. He slipped the thin straps of her top down, taking her left breast in his hand. Olivia gasped when he rolled the sensitive bud between his thumb and forefinger. A wanton, rhythmic pulsing started in her core, so strong she was sure he could feel it. He stiffened against her thigh. She cupped his face, her fingertips passing over his ears and he let out a low groan in her mouth. She took hold of his ears, delighting in finding a new hot spot. His mouth moved to her neck, biting her gently but with enough force that she knew she'd hav marks the next day. He slipped his hand into her shorts, groaning at the valley of warm wetness waiting there. He rubbed her panty covered slit, making her hips rock.

Olivia cried out when his fingers entered her slick portal. She had never felt her body respond so strongly to a man. Her walls gripped him, her eyes rolling back with each movement. With every ounce of effort she could muster, she reached for the waistband of his sweatpants, knowing the ache between her legs wouldn't be satisfied with his fingers for very long. Nevertheless, her body cried out at the loss of his hands when he stopped pleasuring her to pull his pants down and kick them off. She took the opportunity to remove her top. His teeth sank into her clavicle. She mewled at the confusingly splendid mixture of pain and pleasure. Once he was free of his pants, he pulled her shorts off, smirking as he ran his fingers over the lace of her panties. She squirmed impatiently, needing more. Breathing became a whole body task when he slid her panties aside and gave her one torturously slow lick.

"Fitz…" she whined, squirming. He pulled her underwear off at an agonizingly slow pace. Olivia pulled her knees back, offering herself for whatever he wanted. His tongue connected with her overly sensitive bundle of nerves and she clutched a fistful of his hair, her teeth digging into her bottom lip as she tried not to scream.

"Please…" She wasn't even sure what she was begging for.

"Please what?" he murmured against her slick folds.

"Please…please…" His teeth nipped at her love button and threw her over the edge. She splintered into a million pieces, babbling his name like she needed saving. He lapped up her essence, his member so hard it felt like it would rocket off. He stood and took off his boxers, leaving himself gloriously naked. She stared at him with hooded eyes as he climbed onto the bed. He hovered over her, fixing her with fiery eyes that made her stomach knot. He pushed her knees back to her chest and leaned down to kiss her at the exact moment that he plunged into her to the hilt. She couldn't remember ever feeling so full. Her nails made crescent-shaped impressions on his shoulder then dragged down his back in crimson streaks when he hammered her. She tried not to scream but lost track of everything when his lips clamped onto her neck. The headboard hammered the wall incessantly. His eyes were dark, boring into her with an intensity that only heightened the pleasure of the moment. He murmured her name against her neck, his fingers digging into her thighs. She wrapped her legs around him, clawing at his back as she fell apart in his arms.

She was so gone that she didn't even realize he had flipped her onto her stomach until he stuffed pillows underneath her, raising her backside to him like a sacrifice. She gasped when he delivered a few firm smacks, adrenaline rushing through him as red handprints became visible. She felt her world coming undone as he pushed into her inch by inch. When his body finally connected with hers, he smirked at the string of curses that left her mouth. Fitz's palm pressed to her lower back, preventing her trembling body from scurrying away as he pounded her. He lost track of everything in her velvety depths. His long, hard strokes brought tears to her eyes and she chewed her bottom lip, desperately trying to hold in a scream. She gripped the sheets like they were the only thing holding her to reality.

"Are you close? You seem close," he teased, his lips on her ear, the pad of his middle finger stroking her love nub. She was. She could feel the tornado swirling in the pit of her stomach.

He nipped at her earlobe, groaning, "God, you're tight…so wet…fuck, fuck, fuck."

He pulled her back repeatedly, slamming her into him. Were it not for the telltale banging of the headboard, her screams could only have meant bloody murder. Given the pounding of her heart and her difficulty breathing, Olivia could have reasoned that he was trying to kill her…if she could have formed a complete thought at the moment. All she could focus on was the heat of his hands and lips and the way he hit her spot every time he plunged into her, pushing her closer and closer to the edge.

"Do you want to come baby?" His voice carried a primal arrogance that made her insides tingle.

She frantically nodded, hissing, "I…need…please…"

He smirked at taking away her words. She was right where he wanted her, poised on the precipice of oblivion. He grabbed a handful of her hair, pulling her up so her back was against his chest. He paused his movements and she shuddered at the loss of the wind propelling her sails. Her legs trembled, threatening to give out. His lips against her ear, he commanded, "Say it."

He needed those three words to fall from his lips. He said it to her as often as he could, but she never said it back in person. His teeth clamped on the delicate curve where her neck met her shoulder. She winced. He still didn't move. She was so close. All she needed was one more delicious thrust and she would find paradise. But saying those three words to him at a moment like this would mean something she wasn't sure she could handle. She did love him, but she didn't want to expose the depths of her feelings. If she said it, he would know the truth: that she couldn't breathe without him, couldn't think of anything except the feel of his arms and the scent of his cologne. But she was so close, wound so tight that she all wanted to do was snap. His lips were on her ear again. "Say it, Olivia."

She hesitated, poised between the heaven of an orgasm and the hell of needing it so badly that her eyes were losing focus. She was so ready, so sensitive that she could feel him pulsing inside her. He pulled at her nipples and all her will dissolved. She practically screamed, "I love you!"

Her eyes closed, her body ready. There was an exquisitely torturous moment of hesitation, his breath warm on the back of her neck, raising goose bumps everywhere. He slid out agonizingly slowly to the tip then slammed inside her in one smooth stroke that broke the levies. She trembled violently as electricity shot from her toes up her spine to the crown of her head. She froze in a beautiful silent scream for a moment before the world came crashing down. She tightened around him, uttering a string of curses littered with his name, and every spasm brought him closer to the edge. He wasn't sure what he said to her as fire raged in the pit of his stomach. His fingertips dug into her hips and he shuddered as everything went white then black with his release. She pushed the pillows aside, crumpling underneath him. He kissed her neck, her chin, her cheeks, her lips, her eyelids, everything he could reach. Her eyes struggled to stay open, her body spent. He wrapped his arms around her damp, shivering body.

"Take a nap you seem like you need it" Fitz said as he saw her eyes closing. She soon fell asleep and Fitz watch her for a little bit before falling asleep too.

Two hours later

Olivia slowly opened her eyes she looked up to see that Fitz was still asleep. She thought about how she finally told him that she loved him. She just hopes that he didn't end up breaking her heart in the end.

PRESENT TIME

Olivia was sitting on his black leather couch just staring at space. Fitz walked back in with two water bottles. He sat down next to her and tried to handing her it but, she just kept looking out at space. "Liv?...liv... OLIVIA" Fitz said Olivia finally snapped out of her daze and looked up at Fitz. "Here" he said softly and gave her one of the water bottles. She opened the bottle and took a sip.

Fitz went and sat in the chair that was directly across from where she was sitting. There was awkward silence before Olivia finally broke it. "Fitz what do you want why did you want me to come here?" She said she wanted to leave but she doubt he would let her. "I wanted you here so we can finally talk things out about what happened" Fitz said looking at her face. "There is nothing to talk about and plus we already had this conversation." Olivia said getting angry. She didn't want re-open old wounds and there really was no reason to talk about it. "We do though you might think that we don't but we do. That wasn't a conversation though that was just you screaming at me and not letting me explain. Fitz said he was determined to explain his part. "There is nothing to talk about though you cheated on me." She said shrugging her shoulders and leaning back on the couch.

"For the millionth time I did not cheat on you." Fitz said leaning forward. Olivia suddenly bursts out in laughter, Fitz looked up at her confused on why she was laughing. "What's so funny?" Fitz said sarcastic but confused. "I-it's f-funny how you think giggles that you didn't cheat on me" she said wiping the tears she had in her eyes. "For the last time I didn't cheat on you." Fitz said getting frustrated he was tired of being accused of something he didn't do.

"Yes you did let's start off from the beginning." Olivia said she got off the couch and started walking back and forth as she was talking. "The proof if you cheating was when you told me that you were going out with Stephan and Harrison, but when you came back 3 hours later you had lipstick on your neck. Then when I asked you about it you said it was probably food sauce but food sauce doesn't look like that. Then when you got that deal you wanted you went out and you butt dialed me and I heard you having a conversation with another girl that wasn't abby or Quinn." Olivia said confidently

Olivia stopped walking back and forth and looked at Fitz "now you can't make up a bullshit lie so don't even try." Olivia said and Fitz just looked at her

To be continued

Authors note: here it is I'll probably be updating more since I'm going on a trip in 2 weeks but for now here it is byee