Everyone wanted a little continuation of their night, so I thought I would write a little something. Next chapter will be back to the story but for now, enjoy a little sexy fluff.
We can hear laughter echoing from Liv's bedroom. Liv has crawled for safety onto the headboard of her bed. She rests her back on it as he flops to the bed. He's crawling up to her like a cat.
Liv is trying to hold up her hand to stop him, "I was just kidding. You can't spank me. You don't want to."
He's crawling up to her lips, smashing into her forcefully. "Oh, I most certainly do .I mean I am an old guy, remember. Spanking seems to be the most non-strenuous thing I can do. It just requires a firm hand and very nice bottom to put it on," he says as he's bringing his hands under her ass to cradle it. He takes a gentle squeeze, "And this is very nice."
Liv can't help but love the touch plus the scent of him in her nose and his warm breath hovering over her lips. "Fitz…," she says pleadingly. "I was joking. I didn't mean you were old. You are very young," she tries to compromise. She can see it in his eyes. She knows that look from. The first time she saw it was the first time they made love. His eye were filled with lust, need, sex, and desire. She can feel all of it, just looking at him.
He's not going to be gentle. He's not going to be soft. He plans to be rough and good with her. "I have to show you how old I am. I am old enough to show you old tricks that will be new to you."
"Maybe we should talk first," she says shakily.
The whole time she is saying this, Fitz is pulling her silk pajama bottoms down. "To hell with talking," he says as he's kissing her legs down each time her skin becomes should be fighting him but she isn't. The rush of air once her bottoms are gone hits her wet cavern immediately. It makes her shutter. Her legs are open. Fitz is in between her legs surveying her glistening wet lips. "You made this easy, no thong….tsk tsk," he teases.
She can't deny she wants him. But she also can't deny she's deliciously scared and anticipatory of what he's going to do to her. "Stand up," he says.
"What?" she asks. She's more than a little confused.
"Stand up," he says again.
She's reluctant but tingling at how he looks at her stating his command. She eases on her knees. They are now face to face. "What are you going to do to me?" She asks.
He kisses her lip gently, "Everything," he says. "Stand up," he commands one more time. She has an antique like poster bed with a tall backboard. She stands up, smooshing the pillows she's standing on in the process. "Hold on," he says.
She looks at him with questioning eyes, "Fitz," she whispers.
He spreads her legs apart and buries his face between her moist flesh. It's slippery, it's wet. It is what he's come to love. He loves how much her body reacts to him. He loves the way she tastes and how she surrenders everything to him. He starts licking her softly. His tongue is already coated in her essences. She is gripping the bed so hard, she's made finger impressions.
"God…." she says breath hitching. "Yes...Yes...Yes…," she utters. She's nearly drawing blood from biting her bottom lips. She looks down. Her eyes are barely focused but to see his head bob up and down into her is heavenly. She plants her ass on the board to grip his hair. "Mmmmm," she moans. "Right there," she begs.
Fitz is licking her so deep. He knows her spot now. He knows how to flick it with a pointed tongue tip. It's like tongue pumping and she loves it. She is holding his face there and he's not disappointing. He changes the lick and begins suck her. The pressure of his suck makes her scream out his name. Her thighs are tightening. She's flinching.
He knows he has her right where he wants her. He moves to her clit as he clamps his lips down to suck as if he's being milked. She's dripping and he's feeling more than proud of himself. He inserts his fingers working them in and out of her. Her legs are bending. She can barely hold on. That skin around her number, he grazes his teeth up and down it. She's moving from side to side. She can't stay still. It's ecstasy. His mouth is pure ecstasy. She throws her head back. He's moaning, it's so good to him.
He's hard. He's wanting to be inside her so bad but he has to show her how his superpower loves to make her come. How it loves to make her begs. She wants to touch herself and she realizes she still has on her cami. She rips it off. He looks up to see what the commotion is about. She's completely naked, rubbing her nipples. Heavens if that's not the sexiest thing he's ever seen.
He growls and and slides his tongue back inside her sucking and licking every part of her. Her body is inflamed with passion.."Fitz...I….ugh...ugh...I…," she yabbers. She can't get it out but he knows. He knows she's almost there. Between his fingers doing laps around her cavern and his tongue she feels like she's about to lose her mind.
He's not bragging but he knows she's going to let go hard. He brings one of her legs over his shoulder. He licks the tip of her clit like he's tapping her. He can feel her insides start to vibrate. Then he takes the flat of his tongue and licks her like he's moisturizing her skin. And it begins. She's whimpering, she's moaning, she's shaking and she comes. It's hard. It's satisfying. It's blissful. She's shaking as she begins to slide down. He watches her literally come down as he wipes his mouth. She's breathing hard. She's not entirely sure if she didn't lose consciousness. He takes off his shirt, laying right next to her. He has a more than devilish grin on his face. He asks, "Are you okay?"
She looks at him, "Shut up!" She tightens her legs closed. "What just happened?"
"You tell me," he snickers.
"Your tongue…." she starts. "What is it?"
He turns to her, "It's a superpower sweet baby," he answers.
She keeps her eyes on him, "Sweet baby," she says.
"Yeah..," he says nonchalantly. "You like that?" He asks as he reaches over and kisses her.
She can still taste herself on his lips, "I love it," she answers as she traces his jaw.
"Everything about you is sweet, down to the way you taste," he explains. Before he can say more, she gets on top of him. It's more than a turn on. She's completely naked with her kitty hovering over his erect dick. "What are you doing?"
"You haven't spanked me yet," she answers as she unbuckles his pants. She frees his hard dick that is beyond impressive in this state. She begins to massage him.
"Liv, come on," he says as he throws his head back. Her tiny little hands are like magic. "I need to be inside you," he says as he is moving his hips. She is stripping the pants and boxers off of him. She throws them to the floor.
"You will," she answers as she gets back on top of him. They are both naked and unafraid to be completely giving with each other. If her walls could talk they would have a story. Before he knows it, she's taken him in her mouth. Jake is not in her head any more. She begins to move her tongue up and down him softly. He's already leaking. She knows it won't take much. She's sitting where her ass is perched out enough for him to reach. She lifts her head, "Do it," she says.
He looks confused, "Do what?" He asks.
"Spank me," she answers as she puts her mouth back on him. She's teasing his top as rubs and licks intermittently. She knows he loves it and can't handle it all at the same time.
"Fuck," he mouths. The pressure of her tongue is strong. She wants him and she's letting him know it. He starts to rub her ass, holding on to. She picks up the speed of her lick and her suck around stick that she's treating like a popsicle. The pace is beautiful and wrecking, all at the same time and he begins to spank her softly. Her mouth feels so good he doesn't want her to stop. The more he swats her, the more she moans as she pleases him. He's getting close, she's working him expertly, his spanks her harder each time. "Sweet baby," he repeats over and over. He can't think of her name to save his life. That's how nonsensical he's feeling right now.
She can feel it rising in him like a rising volcano. She holds him as she sucks. He screams, "Shit," as his face is now beet red. He's squeezing her ass as she's bobbing up and down. The squeezing turns into pinching and more sotf spanks. And with one more blow and lick of him, he comes. He's out of breath and she's laughing. She collapses on top of him. She's holding him by the waist.
"What did you just do to me?" Fitz says.
"Well I hope I was making you feel good," she answers.
"Oh you did that," he answers. He's stroking her back. "How's your ass?" He laughs.
She chuckles, slapping his chest, "Tingling but it could take some more," she announces, much to his surprise.
"You little sorceress," he says looking at her in amazement. She gives him a wink and then settles back into his chest. "Livvie, I was serious when I told you that you don't have to do anything with me that you don't want to do."
She looks up again, "I know but I wanted to. I can't explain it," she tries to articulate it.
"Explain what," Fitz asks as he sits them up to talk. They are still naked and just pressed skin to skin.
"The things you make me feel? How I feel with you? Not just here," she says looking around the bedroom. "But, I find myself just thinking about you during the day and I lose myself in wondering what you are doing. Wondering if you are thinking about me the way I'm thinking about you. And I'm smiling and I'm flushed and then I can't wait to see you." He just smiles. She takes that as a sign of him not understanding. "I know I sound like a silly school girl."
"No, you sound like a woman in love. I know exactly how you feel. I have that problem too. That's why I just text you sometimes and say, Hi, for no particular reason. And when you text me back, I imagine your cute little smile and how you shake your head at me like I have been totally ridiculous," he says.
"That's why I am so scared," Liv confesses as she drops her head.
He quickly lifts her chin, "Scared of what."
"I can't blame anyone but myself if Mellie comes after me, after my practice. I knew I was playing with fire with you. But we crossed that line together and I don't regret that. If I lose that, it will hurt me," she's trying to tell him what's been on mind since their confrontation with Mellie.
"You are not going to lose your practice or your license. We are going to fight her," Fitz interrupts.
"No, I will find a way to reconcile that. I'll find a way to accept that, if it happens but I don't want to lose you," she finally explains.
His heart jumps and his throat catches. He realizes what she's trying to say to him. "If I lost everything tomorrow, as long I have you.. I'd be fine too," he exchanges.
There are tears in her eyes that she can't fight. She lets them fall, "How did this happen?"
"How did what happen?"
"How did we get here? How did we find each other?" She asks.
"Fate, it was going to happen. We were meant to be together," he answers as he pulls her lips to his. They press soft kisses repeatedly to each other's lips.
Liv moans into his mouth, "Your lips are dangerous."
He has planted his hand on a chunk of her ass, holding it tightly. "This is pretty dangerous too," he says squeezing it, waiting for her to react what he said
"Fitz," she laughs. Her face bashful. "You are terrible."
"And you are terribly sexy," he says. She's reaching over for her phone. He can't figure out what she is doing.
"Is that so?", " she says as she gets back on top of him and starts to straddle him. She grazes her slit over his tip. She sits her phone down, Sade's Your Love is King starts to play.
He grunts, "Definitely," he says as palms her cheeks to hold her in place.
She wraps her hand around his base, placing him inside of her, "A few minutes ago, Mmmm..." she moans.
"Mmmmhmmm," is all he can answer. She's slick and she's lowering herself on him. He's filling her completely.
"You said you needed to be inside of me and I told you I could take a few more spanks," she says as she starts swiveling her hips gracefully slowly.
"Mmmmhmmm," is all he can repeat. He's enjoying the feel of her too much to talk.
"Let's see if you can do both at once old man," She challenges as she picks up her pace. She's riding him and the view for Fitz is so pretty. Her creamy caramel skin on top of his. Her breasts are moving to the rhythm of how she's riding him to the beat of the song. He can't feel it but he doesn't need to know the song, he just needs to watch her.
Your love is king.
Crown you with my heart.
Your love is king.
Never need to part
Your kisses ring
"I could watch you like this all night," he says as he begins to rub her ass.
"You like it," she asks as she picks up the pace.
"You like it," he asks back as he spanks her.
Round and round and round my head
Touching the very part of me
It's making my soul sing
Tearing the very heart of me
I'm crying out for more
Your love is king
"Mmmm," she moans as her bounce up and down on him is almost artistic. With each bounce he's deeper inside her.
He spanks her, "Ride it baby," he encourages. It's so good she's hissing and he's trying to hold off. He could crown right now.
I'm coming up
I'm coming
You're making me dance
Inside
Her hips are moving in ways he can't even describe, she's pressed her palms into his chest. The pressure makes him wince but the pain is good. "You feel so good," she says as she moves up and down on him. She's gasping and moaning. It's the best kind of pleasure.
Your love is king.
Crown you with my heart.
Your love is king.
Never need to part
Your kisses ring
"Right there sweet baby, right there," he encourages with another spank. She brings her body down, pressing her breast to his chest. She puts a lock on his neck as she presses her forehead to his. They never break eye contact as she keeps grinding herself into him. He can't seem to touch her enough. He's pinching her skin. He's digging into her skin. He can't take it anymore; he flips her over to her back.
This is no blind faith
This is no sad sorry dream
This is no blind faith
Your love is real
"Ohhh," she laughs. He begins to thrust into her. They are long, hard strokes. She's humming in pleasure. He's pumping her fast. She's holding on to his back as he fills every part of her insides that are convulsing. He pushes in as far as he can as screams, "Yes...harder, harder," she begs. He starts to pull out slowly, she can feel it. "Don't you dare," she slaps his ass.
He whoops in surprise. She's begging. That's what the old man wanted. He wanted the young girl to beg for her pleasure. "What do you want?" He asks breathing into her mouth.
"More, she simply answers.
He is more than happy to oblige. Sade is the perfect eargasm for them. The track moves to Is It A Crime. Fitz never loses his rhythm inside of her. He strokes her slowly. It's too good to be true that someone can feel this good. It must be a crime to want someone as much as they are wanting each other right now. He is thrusting hard, she's crying and tightening her legs around him.
The song is expressing how she feels right now. Her body is his for the taking.
My love is wider
Wider than Victoria Lake
My love is taller
Taller than Empire State
It dives and it jumps
It ripples like the deepest ocean
The sweat is starting to pour from him as his back works on pleasuring her. He can feel her walls start to clamp down on him. Her body starts to jerk. They are both reaching that point of ecstasy where they can do nothing but explode. They both come together exchanging explicatives. It should be a crime to love this hard. But they are entangled in passion that has almost suffocated them but they love it. His body is limp on top hers. The weight of him on her is all she needs. They are both coming down. But they won't let each other go.
"Don't move," Liv whispers in his ear. He's still embedded inside her. She wants him there. She wants to feel him.
"Good because I don't want to move," he answers, slightly kissing and sucking her neck. He starts moving down her chest, taking her nipple in his mouth sucking her orbs gently
Now she's just in a state of euphoria, "Perfect," she whispers as he takes her other nipple in his mouth. He just licks it over and over. He gently bites. She loves it.
He's moving down her chest, kissing her stomach over and over and moving back to her lips. He crashes his lips into hers. They begin a game of tongue hockey that never seems to end. He's possessing her mouth savagely. He places his tongue in her mouth. She surprises him by sucking it softly. He moans. They kiss until they can't breathe, finally breaking away.
Out of breath, he's able to say, "I love you."
"I love you too," she answers, stroking his curls.
"We have to talk about something," he says.
"Do we have to talk about it now?" She asks.
"I think so," he answers as he grinds himself into with a little stroke
"Mmmm," she moans.
"I promise we can go back to this," he says. He's on his elbows, weight still on her.
"Okay, what is it?"
"I want you to move in with me," he says.
Liv looks at him as if he's joking. "Fitz be serious," she finishes.
"I am being serious. I want you to move in with me," he says again. She slowly gets from under him, grabbing for the throw to place on top of them. "Well that wasn't the reaction I was going for."
"Fitz, I just bought this place. I haven't been here for almost 3 months."
"So what! I'll buy it. We can sublet it or something," he resolves.
"I can't move in with you Fitz, not right now." She looks up at him.
"Why not?" Fitz asks.
"We need to wait to see what Mellie does. We don't want to give her any more embers for her fire. Me moving in would definitely do that," Liv explains.
"You are going to move in eventually," Fitz deduces.
She doesn't answer. She doesn't disagree with that but she knows they have to be smart. They have to be 's not practical right now. "Yes, I am sure I will but not now."
"I know Mellie is a problem. I am not dismissing that. But I hate it. I hate us playing musical condos. It would be much easier if we just lived together."
"Yes it would but I don't want her to make it hard for you, like with your children. If I am living with you, she will use it against you and you know it," Liv says.
"She might try but I will fight her," Fitz says.
"No Fitz, we are not going to add to this. For now, I need to stay here. Once this blows over, we can revisit it," says adamantly, looking away from him.
"Look at me," Fitz says.
"No," she answers.
"Look at me," he says again.
"Why?" She asks.
"For one, I want to know why you are crying. I know why you were crying earlier," he says with a little ego boost.
"I am not crying," she says. She's lying.
He turns her to face him. "Come on, what's wrong?"
"I don't want to hurt you. I don't want Mellie to hurt you. And I am not saying no to never moving in with you, it's just…" She can't put all her feelings into words so he can understand.
"It's just that you want to be smart," Fitz answers.
"Yes I do," Liv answers.
"Don't you worry about Mellie hurting me. That's for me to worry about," Fitz answers.
"Did you forget? I was your doctor. I was her doctor. I know what she's like when she's in a state of shock and anger," Liv answers.
"Let me worry about that," Fitz answers again.
"I promise you, my answer is only no for now, not forever," she answers.
He traces fingers around her thigh, "I understand. I don't like it but I understand it. I just want to wake up every morning," he holds up the throw that is covering them, "to this body next to mine."
"Fitz," she giggles like a teenager.
"I want to wake up every morning to this saying good morning and these lips kissing me awake," he explains.
"I want the same thing," she answers.
"I am not going to let Mellie make us live in limbo. We need to move to the next phase and she doesn't get to control that," Fitz says slightly irritated at the situation.
She caresses his face, "I know. I feel the same way. So what are we going to do?"
"I am going to have my guy look into Mellie. I told you, something doesn't sit right with me and her rekindled relationship with Richard. I feel like I am missing something."
"Like what?" Liv asks.
"You know I am not jealous. I just suspect that Mellie hasn't always been forthright with me and her history," Fitz says.
"I doubt she will tell you," Liv says.
"Maybe not but that's what Charlie is for. He finds things he shouldn't find. He's good at that."
"Fitz what if you find out something you didn't want to know," Liv says worriedly.
"What are you saying? You think I should let sleeping dogs lie," he asks.
"Sometimes that is the best thing," Liv answers.
"I am preparing myself in case we have to play dirty with Mellie. I want to be able to play too," Fitz says.
Liv is tracing his fingers, "Okay."
"How about a shower?" Fitz suggests.
"Can you carry me?" She asks.
"Why?" Fitz says with a laugh.
"Do you really have to ask?" She says.
He smiles, swooping her beautiful naked form into his arms. He looks at her, "Not bad for an old man," he winks.
Liv rolls her eyes as they go into the shower and raise the steam level a little higher, making love again.
Is Liv right? Should they let sleeping dogs lie?
PS: I hope you all enjoyed Part 2
