Secrets

A secret that turned into another secret until it was no longer a secret becomes her truth. A secret that came back and made him face his truth after finding out about his wife's secret. Will Olivia and Fitz be able to handle what was once hidden and live with the consequences of what was no longer their secret.

A/N: Hi…..First let me thank everyone for their well wishes and prayers. I felt them all. I'm stronger today because of them. It still hurts and doesn't seem real. Let me not hold you from the story.

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Chapter 1-Wrong on so many levels

She watched as Fitz stood back staring at the baby that was just placed on her chest. He was a statue. He had a look of confusion on his face. "Fitz honey, don't you want to see him?" She ignores the obvious. Fitz just stands there looking at the beautiful baby boy but doesn't acknowledge anything Mellie is I saying…actually he can't find the words to speak. He has seen him clearly and If he was to speak now, he would probably lose his shit.

One hour or so later Mellie and the baby boy is cleaned up. The medical staff has cleared the room. Mellie's hearts drop into her stomach as she looks down at her beautiful brown baby, with full plump lips, coiled pin curled hair, and large brown eyes before look back up at Fitz. "Fitz honey you haven't even touched baby Teddy."

Once he gathers his thoughts he finally speaks "Baby Teddy? Don't you dare call him that. You clearly have lost your damn mind if you think I'm dumb enough to believe that brown baby boy is mines. We both have eyes and he's clearly not. So, tell me Mellie who is he? Who is the man you cheated on me with? Clearly he's a black man because that baby is of African American descent."

"Fitz…"

"Do Not Lie Too Me!" He yells out causing a startle in both Mellie and the baby.

"Fitz you're scaring him." She continues to allude answering the question

"You fucking lying cheat! Who is he!" He continues pressing when a thought comes to him "It's Marcus Walker isn't it, your fucking business partner?" Mellie mouth drops open with shock at how he knew. Her reaction answered his question without her having to say a word. "You know what never mind. I don't care to know, what I do know is that- that baby is not mines and that's all I need to know. Hopefully, whoever that child's father is, has the means to take care of you and him because I'm done with your lying cheating ass. You will be hearing from my lawyer."

"Fitz...Fitz…FIIIIItttzzz!" She calls out as Fitz walk out of the door, out of the hospital and out of her life.

Fitz was over it. He was done. If he never fell in love again, he would be satisfied. From now on he would hit it then quit it. Sex with no strings attached. Starting with the beautiful woman next door who he noticed some time ago was always watching him. As he packed up the rest of his things, he tried to maintain his emotions. Thinking about what his soon to be ex-wife had done to him really broke him.

How could she not just cheat on him but get pregnant with another man's baby and lie to him about it being his. The baby was of a mixed race and he and Mellie were both clearly white. The baby was born with a lot of his African heritage. There was no denying the child was not his. Now here he was packing up his things not even an hour after the delivery of Mellie's baby.

He gave her everything. He would do anything to keep her happy. He even pulled back on sex because she said he wanted it too much. He wasn't even ready to have children but accepted that his wife was pregnant. He was surprisingly excited. Which also shocked him. They had only been married one year and he was now filing for a divorce. She was secretly sleeping with another man. Wanting him to secretly claim the baby as his own. Who does that? Melody Berniece Grant had lost her damn mind as far as he was concerned. He would be sure to take back his last name and force her to go back to using her maidan name. She was lucky she just had a baby, or he would put her ass out of his home but since he never really cared for the home anyway, He made up in his mind that she could keep it.

It wasn't long before he was out back packing up his tools when he noticed movement to his left. She was lounging drinking wine and decided he would start his new attitude towards life and women with the beautiful woman next door. He had also been watching her. It was something mysterious about her. She had a sadness to her. He never took his attraction towards her any further than a glance her or there but today would be different. He would do something he's never thought to do before. Today would be his last day in this home, in this neighborhood but before he goes, he would try his luck with the beautiful, sexy, lonely goddess next door. He needed an ego boost, his pride had taken a big hit, and he needed to know he still had it. The Grant charm he always saw his father use to get any woman he wanted even though he was married to Fitz's mother.

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Olivia Carolyn Pope-King was now lounging on her back patio frustrated. She had been married for two years to her husband Maxwell King. Max was a Sports agent for the California Stones NBA Basketball team. The season finals had started, and the Stones were in the playoffs. This kept him away from home for long periods of time. He had left earlier in the day and it left her feeling lonely and neglected seeing he was only home for a week after being gone for almost two months. So now here she set feeling broken and alone.

She wished she could talk to her best friend Jay. Jay was her everything. She loved calling him Jay-man as her way of telling him he would always be her little brother even though he was a gay man only a year younger than her who referred to himself as no nonsense amongst all his friends. But she couldn't deal with him giving her the truth about herself. Jay never liked but respected Max. He only expressed his dislike about him to her and would tell her how he felt whenever she complained about her and Max's relationship. He also told Max he would be watching him.

She sat thinking and drinking wine on her poolside patio when she notices him in her peripheral. Her heart rate picks up. This man had been consuming her thoughts lately. He even started showing up in her dreams. He was tall and athletic. He was about 30 or so years old. She herself was 30 years old. His thick curls she's imagined running her hands through as she ran her small delicate fingers along his defined chest and abs.

She could feel him looking at her. Was he really watching her? Was he really standing there only separated by a wooden fence? She finally looks in his direction only to see his strong shirtless define back muscles as he picks up a pair of tree trimmers and places them inside of a tool bag. Just as she started to look away, he turns, and their eyes meet.

She tries to look away but can't. He of course has a purpose for looking at her the way he was while shirtless in his backyard. He knew what he wanted. He knew his motive. He wanted to prove a point that he didn't care. That he could take down a woman without emotions. He was attracted to Liv but never acted on it because he was married, but he no longer cared about Mellie or anything that involved her. Today would be his last day in this house and he just needed to prove to himself that he had the guts, and this beautiful woman was a perfect candidate for how he was feeling.

"Hi." He voices

"Hi." Liv repeats

Fitz smirks "Why are you drinking alone?"

Liv without thinking answers "Because I'm lonely." As the words slip from her mouth her heart rate increases more. Why did she say that?

Fitz raises a brow "Mind if I join you?"

Liv tries to pull back "That would be inappropriate."

"Let be inappropriate." Fitz answers knowing Max was gone after seeing him leave with luggage in tow. "I'm sorry, do you mind if I join you?"

Liv unable to control her tongue answer "Please do."

Fitz drops the tool bag and leaps over the waist length fence and makes his way over to where Olivia is sitting. "Hi I'm Fitz."

"Hi I'm Olivia."

"Hello Olivia, do you mind if I have a seat?"

Liv motions for him to make himself comfortable. "So…tell me Olivia why are you lonely when from what I can tell you have a husband?"

Liv looks at him taken by his piercing blue eyes and deep baritone voice that she finds herself honestly answering him "He loves spending more time with his team then with me." The wine was surely taking over. "What about you? Aren't you married? Where's your pregnant wife?"

Fitz feels like he was just punched in the gut. Was she serious? She just invited him to sit with her and now she's concerned about his soon to be ex-wife. Anger becomes suppressed inside of him. "She's my soon to be ex-wife seeing she just had another man's child."

Olivia gasps "Oh wow. I'm sorry to hear that. Would you like a drink?"

"Thank you. Yes, I could use one."

"I'm drinking red wine, but I have something stronger inside."

He motions with his hand "Lead the way."

Liv stands and walks inside and heads for the liquor cabinet when she feels Fitz strong hand wrap around her waist and his minty breath on her neck. "I think you are so beautiful." He expresses with his deep sexy voice.

Liv slightly jumps from being startled with his approach but quickly composes herself. "Mmm, thank you." Is her only response as she can't seem to stop herself from leaning back against his hard chest, He reaches around her and opens the liquor cabinet door and grabs the Bourbon but becomes distracted by her scent. "Olivia…you're not only exquisite, but you also smell amazing."

Olivia words become stuck in her throat as his cologne awakens her desire all the way down to her core. "I…I love how you smell as well." She states attempting to side stepping his closeness. Fitz sits the bottle down on the small table just below the cabinet and turns to Olivia and gently places his hand on her cheek as he looks deep into her large brown doe eyes.

The attraction is palpable between them. Fitz hand makes his way through her hair and onto the back of her neck as he pulls her in for a kiss after noticing Olivia watching his lips as he spoke. It's soft at first. Small pecks. Once twice, then three times before he asks for permission with his tongue to kiss her deeper. She responds by opening her mouth and inviting him tasting his minty fresh tongue. She knew she should stop but she couldn't help herself. This very handsome man who invaded her thoughts and dreams was attracted to her when she didn't have confidence in herself at the moment was reviving, sexy and a real turn on and she had no control over what was happening or the sexual awakening building up in her body.

She became lost in the kiss as it deepened. Fitz wraps his arms around her small waist pulling her into him. The feel of his cock hardening creates a pool of wetness in Liv's lower region. "I want to taste you Olivia. All of you." He whispers against her ear as he finds a weakness just below her ear that causes her to melt into his arms further each time his lips touch the sensitive area. "I…I…Yes." She moans out lost in the moment of it all.

Thoughts of Max were long gone in this moment. All she could think of was the feel of this man and what he was doing to her. The taste of his tongue on hers. The hardness of his cock against her. The smell of his intoxicating cologne and the effects of his words that made her feel beautiful, desired, attractive…wanted.

What was happening to her? She loved her husband. She just made love to him less than 24 hours ago. Why was she in the arms of another man, in the home she shared with that said husband? These thoughts were only momentary as Fitz lifts her from her position and without thought her legs wrapped around his waist. "Where's the bedroom?" He asked in a deep lust filled voice

Liv releases from his soft lips "Just behind you." She pushes out looking at him with glossy eyes and swollen lips. Then reconnects with such passion as she runs her slender finger through his thick curl filled mane of hair. Their head move from side to side as their tongue duel for dominance. They enter the bedroom and make their way to the bed. Fitz slowly lay her across the thick, soft pillow top mattress and stands. "Take off your clothes." He demands

He needed to be sure she wasn't inebriated before he goes any further. Liv slowly sits up and lifts her shirt over her head. She is braless. She lifts herself sliding her leggings down leaving her small white lace underwear on. Her nipples are standing at attention waiting to be sucked. Fitz drops his pants in one motion leaving him standing in a black pair of boxer briefs against his tanned skin. Liv reaches out and runs her hand over his cloth bulge giving it a squeeze. "What do you want Olivia? Is this what you want? Because I told you what I wanted."

Looking up at his tall muscular frame she hooks her hand into his waistband and pulls releasing his large, thick, veiny, pink, hardened cock. "I want to feel this inside of me." She finally answers with sultriness in her voice. With his cock flapping in the wind, he leans down and removes Liv tiny underwear tossing them onto the floor. He takes Liv's hand placing it on his cock "Stroke it, touch it, feel it. In this moment it all yours. Only yours." Liv does as requested, licking her lips due to the desire to take him into her mouth.

He leans down as he lifts Olivia's chin and kisses her as he lays her back onto the bed. The anticipation is almost killing Liv inside. Why can't she think right now? She knows this is wrong, but she can't stop herself from allowing it to happen. The feel of Fitz lips on hers is exuberating. She watches him make his way down her sensitive body. Her skin feels like small needles are pricking her with each kiss he strategically places. Her head falls back and her back arches as he takes her left nipple into his mouth and uses his tongue to marinated it with his own wetness. He does the same with the right. Back and forth several times before he reaches the prize.

The buildup is tantalizing as he kisses her inner thighs before he lands on her perfectly manicured garden. "Mmm." He moans out before placing a kiss to her folds. He does it again and again when suddenly she feels his warm tongue lap her from her hole to her clit. She damn near jumped off the bed. "Oh Fiiiitzzz!" She cries out

He spreads her wide and begins to feast commenting here and there on how sweet she tastes. Liv body is literally buzzing with erotic feelings. She has never felt this way before. First the kiss and now this. Where has this man been all of her life? What was his wife thinking? How could you give up someone that makes you lose yourself in his tongue alone? She could only imagine what he would do with all that dick housed between his legs. God she almost couldn't wait to find out but for now his tongue was giving it to her just right.

With labored breath and whispers of Fitz name on her lips she grinds into his mouth as she pushes and pulls at his thick mane. Her body is on fire. Small beads of sweat is starting to form. She's about to explode. This man was a pussy eating beast, and she was the beauty. Suddenly she feels his finger slide inside of her. One then two. He clamps down on her clit and the fireworks begin. Her body arches, her legs clamp, her voice becomes high, and her orgasm released.

"That's it baby girl cum for me. Oh yes cum for me Livvie."

What the fuck! He thinks to himself. Why did I just call her that? This is just sex. Me concurring a woman. I might have to hit this again. Dam does she taste good, Her taste her smell is so hypnotic. Now I need to see how she feels. Can she handle me. Well, it really doesn't matter this is a one-time thing anyway.

He waits and watches Liv fight through her orgasm. He's left in amazement at what he was able to do to her. No woman has ever responded to him this way. He finally slides back up spreading her leg with his thighs along the way. Without giving her time to come all the way down from her explosive orgasm he kisses her deeply to distract her from his entry as he mixes his juices with hers maneuvers his cock up and down her folds using only his hips before slowly sliding inside of her. She detaches from the kiss with a gasps. He slowly stretches her as he descends deeper and deeper into her tight yet wet vaginal canal. "Fuck Olivia you're so tight. Am I hurting you?" He suddenly asks after seeing the expression on her face

She quickly opens her eyes "No you feel so good."

Fitz smiles as his heart jumps with glee "I've only just begun." He dips down pressing his lips to hers as he picks up his pace. Three strokes in Liv is screaming explicit words and yeses and calling Fitz name everything wrong in her life long forgotten. "Harder!" She requested

Music to Fitz's ears he gave her what she asked for. He was still in amazement of how well she took his size and girth. Most women couldn't take it or him. But Liv was a different kind of woman. She wanted it harder and faster. He flipped her over onto her stomach pulling her to her knees and slide in her extreme tight wetness hard bottoming out deep inside her plunging himself against her cervix and she loved every moment of it. Hitting of her cervix was a new and exiting feeling for Olivia. It brought out another side of her, a wild side, a freaky side. The wetness from their combined fluids sounded throughout the room as their body collided together in pure ecstasy. Fitz jacked knifed in and out of Olivia with a power she's never experienced before bringing a chain reaction of explosions from them both. "Fuck Fitz what are you doing to me?!" She states lost in the feel of him

He took her against the wall tapping into her soul, on the floor reaching deeps of her canal never touched before, in the sitting position straddling his lap creating an intimatecy that will be forever remembered, sixty-nine a position that she's always wanted to try, and any other position they could think of because exploration with her freaky side has come full circle with a man she's dreamt about for months.

After giving Liv four different orgasms including a bout of squirting all over his face. His thick cum was dripping from her but it didn't stop him it actually edged him on more. Neither could get enough of each other. Olivia called out for more and more, and Fitz happily obliged her request. They ended the session with a sweaty body and a masterful blow job giving him his third orgasm that left him limp and weak with Liv laying across his stomach unable to move any further softly snoring asleep with a sexually satisfying exhaustion made for the books.

He laid there and watched her sleep. He needed to rebuild his energy. He almost hated that this would be the last time he saw this beautiful woman. He had done what he came to do and now it was time for him to go. One thing was for sure, this was a lifetime experience for him. A secret he would take to his grave. He cheated on his wife with a married woman without a care in the world and the feeling of having the best sexual experience in his life.

He finally feels energized enough to move. He slowly removed Olivia off of him, dresses and makes his way home but not before stopping and looking back at the beautiful goddess that gave him the greatest gift in the world…his confidence back.

A/N: I know, I know it's different. Many of you can't do infidelity. I'm sure you all will give your opinions and I welcome them, but you must remember this is my story written my way. You don't have to leave a comment saying no this is not for me, I'll pass…along with other discouraging words. Just don't follow the story and don't leave a comment and move along to the next great story PLEASE & THANK YOU!...Until next time….Keke