Involuntarily she's squeezing him internally. Her walls are gripping him, which causes him to exclaim, "AHHH, Fuck, MMMM!" She grunts too, after feeling him hit yet another gear, knowing his orgasm isn't far behind. They're sweating, cursing and thrusting, like the world is about to end.

He can't hold on much longer, so he goes for her automatic release button. He pulls her hair from behind, and like clockwork, she yells, "Oh Shit! Yes! Yes! Oh God!" She pleads as she feels a surge shoot through her clit, and he smacks her ass four times, pushing them both over the edge, as he screams, "Fuck! Fuck! MMMM. Goddamn it MMMMM!"

After they fall over the edge together, they're moaning, groaning and breathless. As he spills his goodness inside her she moans even louder, and so does he, as he continues to pump into her for several seconds, before he finishes. She loves that he strokes through his release; she doesn't want him to spill a drop. He loves how she moans, as he releases into her. It's like he's putting out the fire raging inside. A fire that only he can extinguish.

After the last thrust they are both shaking, as their orgasms take over their bodies. They come to rest on the counter top, and Fitz tries not to allow his full weight to fall onto her. After a few minutes he finds his bearings. Then he helps her to stand. He props her up against the counter so her legs can rest, and they share sweet kisses. No words are shared just giggles and kisses, until they agree, they have to get going. They shower, dress, and go their separate ways, until they reconvene this afternoon.

As Olivia travels to work she hears her phone ring. She answers, as she says, "Hello Quinn." Quinn replies, "Morning Liv. I was just wondering if you were still coming in?" She replies, "Yeah, I am. I'm on my way." Quinn responds, "Okay, we will be ready when you arrive." Liv responds, "Okay, bye."

When the call ends she takes a breath, and smiles thinking of why she's late today. If her brain doesn't recall, her thighs surely do. Recalling the bruises on the back of them, and the love bites they left on each other from their morning antics keeps the smile on her face, and motivates her to think about recapturing that moment and more later.

She arrives at work minutes later, and given how badly her night ended; she can't believe how great her morning has been. She's in an incredibly good place emotionally, mentally and physically right now thanks to Fitz, and her therapist.

She remembers her last session with Dr. Baker. He talked to her about trusting openly, and about how opening up to Fitz, is the only way, she can start to really feel and really live life freely. All the secrets, and the lies, have to stop. She suddenly fills with a sense of pride, for taking the doctor's advice, and putting it into practice.

She then smiles to herself as she recalls Fitz's famous appeal to her, "There's nothing you could do, that I wouldn't forgive." She didn't believe him at first. But time, and time again, he's proven this to be a fact. He truly loves her. He's always loved her and now she finally, openly loves him too. So this is what love and happiness are like, huh? She asks herself, while still grinning.

As she steps off the elevator she's grinning like a Cheshire cat, but she can't help it. Especially after she again thinks of how that sex session this morning was something epic, out of a Harlequin romance novel. Pull it together, she says to herself as she rounds the corner going to the conference room, with that hurt so good feeling between her legs. The sooner they get to work, the sooner they get done, and she gets to get back home to her love.

She gets ready to start her day, so she can get back to her weekend. But she also thinks about how his meeting with Jake is going to go. He could've kept it from her. But he didn't. He told her as they were leaving he was going to see him, and have a final word with him. What that entails is something she didn't inquire about, as she said. She trusts him, and knows he will do whatever he feels necessary in the name of keeping them safe. And she can't fault him for that. As he said, he's her protector.

As Fitz's car pulls into the gate he shoots a text to his beloved. He can't stop smiling after their morning moment either. And he wants to be sure she's going to see to it they get a repeat this evening. His message is naughty and sexy, and causes him to grin to himself as he reads it before hitting send.

However, as he nears the building ahead his thought processing shifts back to the matter at hand. Soon the car comes to a stop. He takes a breath before exiting. He's quite certain of why Jake wants to see him, and he's ready for the conversation. It's been a long time coming. He settles himself as he prepares to be in his presence.

After entering the building he's escorted down a long corridor by secret service. When they turn the corner he sees Cyrus is waiting for him by a door, with a folder in hand, and looking rather concerned. Which given what Fitz knows about his back door dealings, he really should be concerned.

Cyrus turns to greet him as he says, "Morning Cyrus." Cyrus scans him before he replies, "Morning sir. I didn't realize we were going so casual today." Fitz is quickly annoyed by Cyrus' arbitrary remark and says, "Cyrus, as far as I'm concerned he's lucky I agreed to come here, so my attire is secondary. With that said, I have things to do. So is he ready for me?"