Despite the plan of opening a gift early, the night ends with the kids falling asleep well before midnight. Before putting them to bed Olivia snaps a picture of both Teddy and Ella in their pajamas asleep on the floor, while watching A Christmas Story.

Upon putting the children to bed, and Karen falling asleep too. The adults have a night cap in the living room before going to bed themselves. Olivia and Fitz both check in on Ella and Teddy, before heading to their bedroom.

When the double doors open to their master suite. Olivia sighs with great relief. She loves how the air machine in their room pumps out fresh lavender. And she's always adored the calm color scheme. The walls are a calming ocean blue, and the furniture is cherry wood. The mahogany floors pair well with the cherry wood furniture. It feels like their sleeping at a wellness spa. And by far, the view from their bedroom terrace is her favorite part of their bedroom.

After changing for bed, they both climb into bed at the same time. Both melting into the California King Sized bed dressed in pristine white sheets and a down comforter. As they settle under the sheets they both moan in comfort, which makes them both laugh. He turns toward her, and she looks at him as she rolls over to his side.

They get comfortable and he holds her as he whispers into her ear. Is this what you wanted?" She nods as she says, "Yes. Thank you for making it happen." He kisses her sweetly as he says, "Anything for you sweet baby." She smiles at his pet name for her, but then the reality dons on her as she says, "Babe, what about Christmas morning with Mellie and the kids?"

He shrugs his shoulders as he yawns and says, "I think we both know after last night Mellie's not coming to be with the kids' tomorrow morning. And since she was the only reason we were staying in DC for Christmas. I figured this was an ideal alternative. So, Merry Christmas baby." She melts as she hears his response. She finds comfort in it. They share a sweet kiss, and when it breaks she yawns.

He jokingly says, "Am I boring you?" She hits him playfully as she says, "No, I'm just exhausted. It's been a great day, but a long one." He nods as he lets a yawn escape and she smiles at him. He's tired too. He agrees with her as he kisses the back of her neck, and pulls her into him tight. He whispers into her ear as he says, "Night Livy." She sinks into the moment and takes a breath as she says, "Fitz," He responds, "Yes." She replies, "I love you." Although he's now heard her say it more times than he can count; somehow hearing it right now means everything as he says, "I love you too Liv." She smiles as she falls off to sleep in the arms of her love.

Christmas Day

Olivia awakes to the feeling of the most prolific dream she's ever had. It's only when her eyes open, she realizes she's not dreaming. Her body is in full blown reaction mode to her love's diligent efforts to please her. He's engrossed in her lips between her hips, holding her clit hostage with his masterful mouth, as his fingers are sliding into her core in search of both gold and Jimmy Hoffa. She literally awakes as she's about to climax. Unable to do anything else except enjoy the ride. She clutches the sheets with one hand, and grips his curls with the other.

Fitz feels her fingers tugging on his curls, and he knows she's now joining the party. Her hip pace increases and syncs with his head motions. And in a matter of seconds she explodes as she lets out a scream that could probably wake the dead, and everyone in ear shot. He's never been happier he sprung for sound proofing in their bedroom. Otherwise, the kids and their guests would be scarred for life if they barged in on what was taking place.

Upon her release, which he drinks in like her juices are the only liquid that can quench his thirst. He scrambles up her body, kissing her from her honey pot, up to her lips. When he reaches her face, Olivia's eyes pop open and they share a kiss that rivals all kisses. She tastes herself on his tongue, which flips a switch in her. Their kiss breaks as he playfully says, "Good morning. Good of you to join the party." She sensually quips. "Are we fucking or talking?"

Turned on by her response, and the fire he sees in her eyes. She feels a brush of air, which then turns into an unsuspected force of pressure. She grips his back in response as he slides into her hard, deep, and fast. In innate passion she throws her head back in an effort to absorb what she's feeling as she then grunts, "OOOOW FUUUUCk!" The groan she releases lets him know he's inside her deep, deeper than ever and she's enjoying it.

Hearing her verbal response and feeling her body tension spike, with arousal. He gets more turned on as he grunts in her ear, as he says, "MMMM, does this answer your question?" Unable to verbally reply, her body responds for her. Her legs tighten around his waist, and she clings to him as she tries to catch her bearings. The level of passion and intensity he's delivering with every stroke is overwhelming her. She's completely overcome with the power of his motion, and how good his stroke feels. Her head is swimming, and all she knows is she doesn't want him to stop. He's moving with authority, and thrusting with precision. Her moans and groans fill the air, as she says his name repeatedly, and begs him not to stop.

The way she responds to him, is a motivator for him too. He can't help but respond to her either. The way her sex curves to his, letting him know that she belongs to him, and only him, is the sexiest part of their love time. She's all his and he knows it, which is why he's always determined to please her until she satiation.

Caught up in his desire to please his lady, at all costs. He continually works his hip motions; complete with dips and swirls with every other thrust. The way she moans for him with every thrust is turning him on more and more. Her sounds are pushing him further along the edge too. He's trying to hold strong, gut he's struggling. To even the playing field he begins kissing and licking her neck between thrusts.

She's so turned on by his antics, she can't help but grip his body harder and close her eyes while she appreciates his girth. He fills her to capacity, and she loves how he works her. The rhythm of his pace, his sensual breathing, his kisses, his licks, it's all hitting the right notes for her as she slips further down the road to ecstasy. Her body is telling it all, she can't hide anything from him, their bodies know one another's so well.

As he feels her body reacting to him, the throbbing of her walls, the twinging of her clit, and her waterfall of wetness. He knows she's rounding the corner of release yet again, and so does she. But he wants to experience her release, looking into her doe eyes. As soon as her eyes clothes, he says, "Open your eyes." Her eyes flutter and then he says it again, this time with a level of sultriness mixed with aggression that causes her eyes to pop open in excitement.

When he sees her eyes open wide he says, "I want you to watch me fuck you." Suddenly, he grips the head board above her head, and both of her lets are on his shoulders. He begins slamming into her with no regard, and she screams his name. "Fiiitz Fiiitz Oh God! Yes. Yes Baby MMMM!" He's working her like their lives depended on it, and they're both coursing down the road of orgasm together.

The closer she gets to release the dirtier her speech gets, and the more motivated he becomes as he plows through her like a sledge hammer through concrete. He's hitting it harder and harder, as she's bellowing for him too. He feels his pulsations strengthening, and he can't stop them. She feels it too, and it causes her to get wetter, she feels her body's response to him and hears him say, "MMM, fuck, MMMM so wet baby, damn. Damn it Livvy." She smiles as she groans, "Yes baby. Fuck it up baby, cum with me baby." Wanting to hold off, but not in a position to do so, he relents and power thrusts her; giving all he has until they both explode.

Their thunderous cries are covered only by the sound proofing of their room. As Fitz finishes between her folds. They kiss sweetly, despite the ravaging that's taken place. Still gripping his ass, with both hands. She squeezes his cheeks and their kiss breaks as he smiles and laughs. She grins at him and he licks his lips as he stares into her eyes, and says, "I love you so much Livy." She replies, "By that wake up call, I'd say that's an understatement."

Still inside her, he thrusts his hips as he says, "There's a lot more where that came from. That's if you want it." She groans in response to his thrust. He sees the playful smile fading as he continues to move his hips. He's hardening inside her, and they're both enjoying it. As he says, "MMMM, So good baby." She replies, "MMMMHMMM, Yes. damn babe." His slow motion is appreciated, and doing more than enough to please both of them. However, they both want a different position. In their likeminded sense; he rolls over and she lands atop him.

She smiles instantly, as she's perched on him staring down into his baby blues. He looks up at her now exposed breasts as she tosses her top. As they begin their next session, it's short lived as they hear a bell. They both look over at the monitor, and see it lit up with footage of Teddy and Ella running toward their room hand in hand. They look at each other, and Fitz still has his hands on her hips, gripping her tight. She tries to get up, thinking their session has to end.

But he says, "No baby, let's finish." She responds. "Babe, we can't the kids." He's now gone from lust filled to pouting, and she almost laughs at his expression. But instead she says, "Fitz, we have guests. And it's Christmas. Behave, and we can continue this and more later." His pouting dissipates as he grins and says, "More?" She grins and shakes her head at him as she says, "Is that all you heard out of everything I said?" He nods with a goofy grin on his face as he says, "Yep."