Chapter 6
The next morning was a gray, rainy day. Fitz had slept soundly the night before and was looking forward to the beginning of the weekend. He was a little sad that he would spend another night without Olivia, but he was looking forward to spending the weekend with her. He wanted to plan something, but he was trying his best to be more spontaneous, as he thought Olivia saw him as being a bit uptight with all his planning. He decided to check and see what was happening around town, so if she wanted to get into something, he'd be able to make some suggestions. Fitz went through his usual morning routine and made his way to work. During his drive to work, he thought of how wonderful the past few days had been. He didn't realize that he actually felt lonely for so long. He'd pushed the thought of needing someone out of his head constantly. Fitz truly believed that he'd probably not find love after he turned 50. Yes, he'd had liaisons with women who never made a big impression on his heart, but even those relationships were few and far between because he knew he wanted love and to be in love, not just companionship.
One nagging issue that was bothering Fitz was whether to introduce Olivia to his parents. He loved his folks, but he knew the way they thought. He'd been quite conflicted about this situation. He hadn't been to see his parents in about a month, and he told himself it was due to his workload. Deep down, the real reason was he just didn't like being around his father, but he was a sickly octogenarian who was harmless to him, but would Olivia consider him harmless? Fitz knew that his father in particular would not ever use a racist slur, but he knew his father had offensive views that he didn't mind sharing. Fitz also knew that at this point in his life, he would always choose Olivia. He was on a happy road and nothing within his power was going to detour him from his destination.
Fitz arrived at work a few minutes later and all he wanted was a cup of coffee and to hear his lady's voice. Once he got himself situated with coffee and a granola bar, Fitz sat at his desk and called Olivia.
"Hello?"
"Morning beautiful. How'd you sleep last night?"
"Like a log! Morning babe. How are you today?" Olivia greeted back.
"Good so far. I'm just having my morning snack. Today should be a good workday. This rain will keep me tied to my desk for most of the day," Fitz said after taking a sip of his coffee.
"It will probably make me sleepy! I love warm rainy days. I'll spend the day yawning and wanting to nap," Olivia looked out the window at the rain.
"I missed you last night, and I didn't enjoy getting ready this morning as much as I did yesterday," Fitz reminisced.
"Maybe I should have set the bar a little lower. You will now have too high an expectation for your mornings," Olivia retorted.
"I'm just looking forward to bringing you a bit of that same morning glory. You have the most beautiful oh-oh face," Fitz joked.
"Are you quoting the movie Office Space?" Olivia cringed and they both burst into laughter.
"It's a great movie!" Fitz proclaimed. "We'll have to watch it together sometime." He offered.
"Deal," Olivia agreed. Her other line began to ring. "I have an incoming work call. I'll give you a call before I leave the office today."
"That's right, you have your girls' night out tonight. Well, try to have a good day. Don't work too hard, alright?"
"Yessir. You too. Talk to you later." They ended the call and Olivia answered her work call and got on with her day."
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Olivia had a decent workday. She was able to wrap some cases up and opened some new ones. She had a big late lunch and confirmed the meeting time and bar with Angela and Michaela. She then called Fitz as promised and talked to him for a little while before packing her things and going home. Olivia decided she'd take a ride share to the bar rather than drive. She wanted to have a few drinks and not worry about getting home or leaving her car in a public space once she'd reached her limit. Huck was staying at the office late, so he'd lock up.
Once Olivia got home, she freshened herself up and changed her clothes to something more casual. She put some items in a smaller purse, called a ride share car, locked up her condo, and went to wait in the lobby. Once her car arrived, it took them 20 minutes to arrive at Roll Call's Bar and Grille. When Olivia walked in, she saw Angela sitting in a booth near the back, their usual spot to hang out. Ange already had a drink in front of her. When they did girls' night out, they didn't bother with wine. They enjoyed cocktails and mixed drinks. Olivia sat down in the booth, knowing what she wanted to order.
"Hey lady, what's good?" Angela asked, straightening up in the booth.
"Everything. Let's wait until Michaela gets here so I can update you both at the same time," and just as her name was mentioned, Michaela arrived at the table.
"Hey mamas," Michaela greeted both Olivia and Angela.
"What's up girlie?" Angela asked in return.
"We need to get our drinks," Olivia said, and the others agreed. "I really need a lemon drop martini."
"Oh, that sounds so good, but I want to see what else they have on the cocktail menu," Michaela said as she reached for the folder detailing the cocktails. "Oooooo, blueberry lavender martini? Yeah, I'll start with that."
Their server arrived and took their drink order. Angela ordered a couple of hot wing platters for the table. When their drinks arrived, all the ladies took sips of their drinks, and Olivia began to give her update.
"So, things are going well with Fitz," Angela and Michaela sat forward clinging to Olivia's every word and their drinks. "Today is the first day since we met that we haven't seen each other. Sunday, we had breakfast. Monday, he invited me over to his place for wine and conversation. Tuesday was our official second date where he made a home-cooked meal, and yesterday, he brought me lunch to the office."
"Okay, so boyfriend goes hard," Michaela said, and Angela agreed.
"Were your people at the office when he arrived?" Angela asked.
"Yes," Olivia said rolling her eyes at the memory of Harrison's mini-interrogation after her lunch with Fitz. "Harrison is the only one to actually meet him since he was the one to greet Fitz at the door. I encouraged them to take a long lunch so that Fitz and I could have some privacy in the office. You know Harrison had to come nosing around once he got back to the office, but he means well. I didn't give him any details, though.
"Fitz is a great guy. We've decided to be exclusive, so we are an official couple now." Olivia admitted to her friends. "I'll be spending this weekend with him." Angela and Michaela gave each other a look, then turned back to Olivia.
"Leveling up this weekend, aye?" Michaela inquired.
Olivia took a sip of her cocktail and said nothing, and Angela did a double-take looking at her, "You've already leveled-up!" Angela expressed, doing a sitting happy dance. Olivia shook her head but not in a way that denied the accusation.
"I'm not going to get into yall's business, but was it good?" Michaela asked, hoping Olivia would give them all the scoop.
Their server returned to their table with their hot wings and the ladies ordered another round of drinks. They each put a few wings on their plates and ate before Olivia continued, "He is a fucking beast!" She proclaimed with the widest smile either friend had ever seen on her face. The three of them guffawed and clapped at Liv's declaration. "I'm expecting this weekend to be epic. And the man can cook. He made us shepherd's pie for dinner, and it was amazing!"
"I'm really happy for you. You deserve the best. The times I've been around Fitz, he always seemed so serious, and he never struck me as someone who just goes through women for the fun of it. I can tell he has good intentions," Angela said. "So, what does this mean for you Liv? You've been very clear with boyfriends in the past that you don't want to be married and you like living alone. What if he wants marriage or for you two to move in together?"
Their second round of drinks arrived at their table, and their server collected their empty glasses. Olivia contemplated Angela's questions until their server left. "I'm not going to think about that right now. Our relationship isn't even a week old. We've got a lot of time before that's a thing." Olivia said blowing the thought off of things going in that direction so soon. "I mean, I'm not trying to go slow or anything. I'm not looking to follow Steve Harvey's 90-day no sex rule to prove I'm respectable." All three ladies scoffed at the stupidity of such a trope. "I should have fucked him last Saturday night!" she declared, and all three of them again burst into belly laughs.
"He does want me to meet his kids, though. His whole family will be coming to town for Father's day. Even his ex-wife and her husband are supposed to be in town that weekend."
"Are you going to do it?" Angela asked.
"Yes. I think it will be interesting at the least. If he isn't concerned about any drama, why should I be concerned. He knows his family better than I do, and he wants us to work, so he wouldn't put us in a position to end things before really getting started."
"Look at you. Always wearing your big girl panties," Angela quipped, and they all laughed.
"It helps that his kids are adults. I probably wouldn't pursue a relationship with him if his kids were minors. Now that's built-in drama that I don't want or need, not at this point in my life," Olivia said.
"But you just said he's not into drama, so how is that built-in drama?" Michaela asked with confusion.
"Because, minor kids' scheduling needs would always take precedence over anything we schedule. If their schedule changed, our plans would change. This would go for any changes in plans of the other parent as well. My plans in my relationship would always be at the mercy of the other parent's schedule," Olivia clarified. "I know it may sound selfish on my part, but when it actually happens, it's disappointing, and as the one without kids, I have to pretend it's okay and I understand. I speak from prior experience. It's mildly disappointing the first couple of times, but when you find yourself having to cancel, postpone, or rearrange your plans because of things going on with young children or their other parent, you feel resentful regardless of whether or not you have a right to feel that way, you just do. I avoid that now by dating men who don't have kids, or their kids are adults with their own lives."
"Point taken. I guess I was thinking about it from the point of view of being a parent, but I can see your issue. At least you know this going into relationships rather than getting into one and dealing with the situation with resentment." Michaela said with understanding.
"Or the flip side of that scenario where the girlfriend tries too hard to be your best friend," Angela chimed in with her experience. "After my parents divorced, by dad would bring around the girlfriends he was most serious about. A couple of them would try way too hard to befriend me, try to act like a mother-figure when we were together, but I could tell it was more an attempt to prove their ability to mother me to my father. I have a mother, and I didn't need to forge a relationship with his girlfriends for their sake. The one I liked the most and had the best relationship with was the one that let our relationship forge organically at a slow pace, and she never, ever acted parental towards me. She understood her place with me, and I really appreciated her for that."
"How old were you when your parents divorced?" Michaela asked Angela.
"I was twelve. I was an age where his girlfriends would try to talk about boys and clothes and hair, and I would think to myself, 'bitch, just go home!" Angela exclaimed, and they all let out a howling laugh.
The ladies didn't stay on the topic too long after that. Michaela pivoted the conversation, bringing the discussion around to a common lawyer acquaintance for the three. "I ran into Abby earlier this week." Angela and Olivia rolled their eyes, and Michaela continued, "She's something else. I attended the Administrative Law CLE course on Tuesday, and she was there. Being nice, I sat next to her during morning refreshments.
"That's why you're the nice one of the bunch. Liv and I are the mean girls!" Angela stated.
"What happened between you and Abby?" Michaela inquired.
"Nothing really happened. I just protected my peace. She's a very unhappy person who disguises her sadness as snark and sarcasm. It's cute when you're younger, but at this point in my life, that shit isn't cute. It's draining and manipulative. Our friendship had a natural end to it. She's stuck in her unhappiness, and I'm growing and thriving and realizing that boundaries matter." The women charged their glasses in agreement, finished their drinks, and ordered round three.
"How is my little heartthrob, Lance." Angela gloated, speaking of Michaela's son.
"The most beautiful child on the planet cause his mama and daddy are the prettiest couple on the planet!" Olivia declared, and Angela agreed while Michaela shook her head shyly.
"Whatever. You ladies are beautiful too, and your men are no slouches," Michaela reassured them. "And Lance is doing good. He loves school, and I think he already has a girlfriend. Every day he comes home with a new story about this little girl in his class named Tiana. Russell said she's really cute and feels better about it knowing his son has good taste. As if he was going to put a stop to their little crush if the little girl was ugly. Men are shameful!"
"We are always the best-looking people in the room, aren't we?" Angela joked looking around the restaurant at the other patrons. The three friends continued to eat, drink, and ki-ki for another couple of hours. They stopped drinking alcohol after their third drink and enjoyed herbal tea and appetizers for the rest of their night out. The ladies wound down their time together and as usual, they split the bill three ways, being the close friends they were. They all had taken ride shares to the bar, and they arranged ride shares to get home. They said their goodbyes to each other, agreed to text each other when they made it home, and got into their respective cars and headed home.
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Friday at work came and went pretty quickly for Fitz. This was one of his best weeks for Defiance this year. He had scheduled for the following week a team meeting for the staff of the distillery to discuss how and when to incorporate large events. The bourbon festival seems to have given the distillery a jolt Fitz hadn't realized it needed. Many new collaborations and distributions were on the horizon, and Fitz was once again super-excited to be at work every day. And then there was Olivia. If they hadn't had the festival, he never would have met her. He'd known her for less than a week, had the opportunity to spend a lot of time with her during this week, and they'd already made love. Now, he was hours away from seeing her for the first time in two days. He missed his Livvie and he couldn't imagine life without her now. Fitz wanted to think about a future with Olivia, but he knew that was a bit premature. He'd revisit those thoughts when the relationship hits the 30-day mark.
Fitz was home preparing for Liv's arrival. He'd done his cleaning and grocery run the night before. He and Olivia were going to cook together. They were going to grill burgers and hot links out on the deck. He set up a surprise for her in the basement where he'd planned for them to spend the night. Fitz was so excited about tonight with Olivia and seeing her again, and although he had made some plans for the night, he hoped she'd see them as fun and playful. The pool had been heating for the past couple of days, so Olivia could swim in comfort if she wanted to tonight. Maybe they'd even skinny-dip.
Down the road, Olivia had just arrived home. She spent a few minutes going through her mail before taking off her work clothes and setting aside clothes for later that night. She packed a weekender duffle with a few outfits, a swimsuit, a couple pairs of comfy shoes, and enough underwear for a whole week. Olivia even packed a couple sets of sexy underwear in the event Fitz liked lingerie. She last added to her weekender her toiletry bag since she had to replenish some of the travel size items. The good thing about them living so close to each other was that if she forgot something, she could pop back to her home to retrieve it.
Olivia knew the time was coming for Fitz to visit her. She appreciated that he liked having her in his space sharing his life with her. She was ready to show him more than her office. Although her home was a fraction of the size of Fitz's, it was still cozy and comfortable, and she loved her place. Olivia looked forward to hosting Fitz in her home soon.
About an hour later, Olivia had cleaned her home, threw out old food from her fridge and took out the trash. She felt like her home was in good enough condition to leave it until Sunday night or Monday morning. She texted Fitz to let him know she was on her way, grabbed her weekender and keys, and headed out the door for her first weekend with Fitzgerald Grant.
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Olivia arrived at Fitz's home in under ten minutes. She pulled into his garage to park, and of course, Fitz was there anticipating her arrival. He opened her car door for her, helped her as she stepped out, and gave her a passionate kiss that showed how much he missed her. Upon separating from the kiss, he noticed her weekender bag on the back seat, opened the rear door and grabbed the bag. He closed both car doors, lowered the garage door, and the lovers headed into the house. Once they were inside, Fitz dropped her weekender on the floor and tenderly embraced Olivia. The two stood in the middle of the hall clinging to each other having missed each other's presence for two days.
Fitz kissed Olivia on the top of her head. They finally let go and Fitz took her by the hand and walked Olivia to the kitchen. "Welcome back. Babe. I really missed you."
"I missed you, too. Did you have a good day?" Olivia asked him, hugging his arm.
"I did. You?" Fitz responded.
"It was a good week overall, but I'm happy it's the weekend and I get to spend the next two days with you. What do you have in store for us? I'm sure you've planned something," she poked his side with her elbow.
"I'm about to put the burgers and sausages on the grill, along with some corn on the cob and succotash."
"Succotash, really?" Olivia laughed, not having the dish since she was a child.
"What? You don't like succotash? I eat it all the time," Fitz scoffed at her amusement.
"It's been decades since I've even heard the word! I think I was a college grad before I learned it was food and not just a phrase uttered by Foghorn Leghorn," Olivia laughed even harder.
"Sufferin' succotash!" Fitz proclaimed with a fist raised, joining in the joke with her. They both laughed at his corniness for another minute before taking deep breaths and regaining their composure. "Thanks for that babe. I needed that laugh. I haven't laughed that hard in ages." Fitz admitted.
"Anytime," she said kissing him on the cheek. "Let's get back to the food. I'm famished. What do you need me to do?"
"Can you grab the corn out of the fridge? I'll take this," Fitz said, lifting the tray with four burgers and two thick sausage links. "Can you also grab the hamburger buns, too?"
"Sure thing, "Olivia said as she took out the four cobs of corn wrapped in aluminum foil. She walked behind Fitz towards the grill which was hot and ready for their food.
He placed the meat and corn on the grill and closed the lid. "I have cookie dough in the fridge for dessert. Let's bake the cookies while the food is on the grill," Fitz suggested, as they headed back into the kitchen. While they prepared their food, they filled each other in on how they spent their time apart. Olivia gave Fitz the rundown on her visit with her parents, who she promised to introduce him to soon, and the parts of her girls' night out that she could share. Fitz updated Liv on the happenings at work and the now grown-up shenanigans of his kids.
Once the food was done, Fitz prepared two trays, one with each of their plates containing two burgers, a sausage link, and a serving of succotash. The second tray held the cookies, a bottle of wine, two stemless wine glasses and a corkscrew. "I have a surprise for you," Fitz said with a bit of excitement. "I'll take our food tray; you grab the other tray and follow me."
Olivia followed Fitz as he walked towards the basement. When they made it down the stairs, Olivia was pleasantly surprised. "Fitz, you turned your basement into a campsite, complete with a fort!" she said, following him to the center of the room where he placed several blankets on the floor in front of the fireplace that was lit. He turned off the fan in the fireplace so that it wouldn't push the heat into the room. He positioned a couple of high back chairs at the edge of the blankets on the floor and draped more blankets over their backs creating a canopy. Fitz had placed large cushions on the floor for their extra added comfort and strategically hung string lights to create ambient lighting. Fitz had several tall potted plants that he brought to the forefront to give their "campsite" a more outdoor feel. He walked to the canopy and placed the tray down, then he took the tray from Olivia and sat that one down on the floor as well. He took her hand and helped her to get comfy on the floor before he sat down himself.
"This is so awesome! What made you think of this? Olivia asked with childlike curiosity.
"It just came to mind. I don't use this space much, but I figured it would be great to do something down here." He said while he opened the bottle of wine and poured them each a glass, then pivoted the conversation. "The pool is nice and warm if you want to take a night swim under the stars. Did you bring a swimsuit?"
"Do I need one?" Olivia answered flirtily.
"We can take off our clothes right now and eat naked," Fitz looked her directly in the eye as he one-upped her. Olivia cleared her throat and bit into her burger. Fitz chuckled and followed her lead as he began to eat his meal.
After finishing the bite in her mouth, Olivia finally answered Fitz's question, "Yes, I did bring a swimsuit. Again, do I need one?"
"This house is yours for the weekend. Ours. Whatever way you want to enjoy it is up to you."
She leaned over to peck him on the lips. "By the way, this burger is great. And the succotash ain't bad either." The two continued to eat in comfortable silence until Olivia brought up hosting Fitz at her place.
"You've been such a generous host this week. I'll plan something for us next week. Dinner mid-week perhaps? My place is cozy, much like this fort, but I hope you enjoy spending time there."
"Any time I get to spend with you I enjoy." Fitz reassured her. "I've been wondering what your place is like."
"Well, it's just a two-bedroom, two-bathroom condo unit. It's more than enough space for me, and I can clean the whole place in an hour."
"I look forward to spending time with you there. Will you be cooking too?" Fitz wondered, furrowing his brow.
"Of course. Do you think I'll have you in my home starving?"
"You don't talk much about cooking. I wasn't sure if you cooked." Fitz admitted.
"Yes, I cook," Olivia bragged, "and I'm pretty good at it. What would you like for me to cook for you?"
Fitz finished his first burger and answered, "How about lasagna or baked chicken? I haven't had either of those in a while."
"Oh, I know what I'll cook. Do you like spicy food?" She asked him enthusiastically.
"I do," he responded with a bit of hesitance.
"I'll make jerked chicken, and cabbage."
"I've never had jerked chicken. I'm looking forward to trying it." The two continued to eat and eventually stuffed themselves. They finished the bottle of wine and forced themselves to eat a few of the cookies. Fitz took the food tray back upstairs to the kitchen and cleaned up. He checked the grill to make sure it was turned off, as well as the stove and oven, checked the locks on the doors and set the alarm. While Fitz was doing the housekeeping, Olivia made her way upstairs to retrieve her weekender and headed back down to the basement.
There was a bedroom and bathroom where she took a quick shower and put on a black sheer lace teddy and a short matching robe. She figured this would be the gift she brought to his home since she didn't get a chance to stop off and get him flowers or more bread. Olivia went back to the fort and sipped on her wine until she heard Fitz descending the stairs. He'd changed into a UMD t-shirt and long sweat shorts. He was more than happily surprised when he saw her reclined inside the fort looking deliciously sexy and ready for a second serving of dessert. Fitz crouched to his knees and crawled into the fort to lay beside Olivia. She smelled like vanilla and jasmine and her skin had a slight glittery shimmer that beckoned him to touch her slowly and deliberately. Fitz leaned forward to kiss her lightly as he opened her robe to get a better look at her in the lace teddy.
"You like?" Olivia asked with flirtation dripping from her question.
"Oh, yeah," Fitz managed to get out as he trailed kisses up and around her neck. "Take this off. I want to see you," he demanded as she slipped out of the robe that fell to the pillow behind her. "You look amazing," he said fingering the left spaghetti strap of the teddy. Fitz scanned Olivia's body from her head down to her toes, back up to her mouth where he took hold of her face and brought her lips to his. They passionately kissed while caressing each other's body, breathing in the other's scent, and savoring each other's flavor. Fitz gently eased Olivia down on her back while continuing their tongue play. He ran his hand over her cheek, then moved it slowly down her neck and stopping it over one of her breasts. He felt the hardness of her erect nipple as he lightly massaged the perky peak with his fingertips.
Olivia let out a moan into his mouth which caused Fitz to pinch and tug at her nipple to elicit more of a response. Fitz moved away from her mouth and guided it over the soft lace covering the breast he'd just been loving on and began to teasingly flick his tongue over her aroused nipple. He lightly sucked and teased and nibbled on her tit for a while before moving to the other one to ensure it was equally aroused.
Olivia moved her hand down his chest, continuing towards the band of his shorts, and eased her hand inside. Fitz was not wearing underwear which made her access to his cock easier. She gripped him firmly and pumped his already hard penis rhythmically to the sucks and licks he gave her nipples. Fitz continued to devour her breasts but was ready to show some attention below. He moved his left hand between her legs and felt the soaking wet lace covering her pussy. He was please to find the drenched fabric had a snap closure, which he pulled apart for easy access to her lower lips. Olivia's wetness caused his fingers to slip and slide up and down her slit. After massaging her pussy lips, he pulled his mouth from hers so that he could watch her face as he slipped his middle finger into her hole.
Olivia gasped as Fitz slowly inserted his finger into her and gyrated it in circles. He watched her face as he worked his finger inside her, feeling her move to match his finger fucking motion. Her eyes were sealed shut and her tongue rimmed her lips mirroring Fitz's finger movements. He couldn't believe how sexy she looked, and his thoughts replayed how amazing her tongue and those lips felt sucking his dick a couple days earlier. Olivia was still stroking him, and he almost came remembering her superb blow job skills, but he pulled his arousal back from the brink. Fitz dived back into her kiss to feel her mouth on his again. He began to talk into their kisses, ready to hear her come for the first time tonight, "I love how wet you get when I touch you. I can't get enough of you fucking my finger. You're so slick and hot. I wanna feel you come so I can taste how good I made you feel."
Olivia sucked air between her teeth and crashed into his hand as she grabbed it and held it firmly to her core as she pumped her pussy against it until she came, "Ohhhh, ssslllllll, oooooooooo, yyyyeeeeesssssssss! Fuck, oh my god. Ohhhhhhhh, yyyyyeeeeeeessssss!" Olivia continued to grind on his finger until she came down from her orgasm, and she was breathing regularly again.
Fitz slid out his finger and sat up to take off his shirt, "Open your legs wider Livvie. I need to taste you now," he told her as he opened her legs almost spread eagle and covered her pussy with his entire mouth. Fitz tongued the outside pussy lips and sucked lightly on the wetness that had oozed out during her orgasm. He was gentle with his licks, not yet parting her pussy, but just enjoying the appetizer before consuming the meal. He wanted to massage her mound and sooth it with his kisses and strokes, building up to eventually tongue-fucking her into madness.
Fitz continued to nibble and play outside her pussy lovingly for about ten minutes before finally parting her pussy lips with his tongue and pushing it into her red-hot hole. He circled his tongue around the outside of Olivia's entrance, beginning to build up her next orgasm. Fitz loved the taste of her pussy, never wanting to stop savoring her delicious juicy vag. As he steeled his tongue to plunge inside her, he thumbs her clit to add to her arousal. Olivia ran her fingers through his short hair waves, rubbing the back of his head as she relaxed into his mouth.
Fitz loved eating her out so much that he brought her to the edge of orgasm a few times but wouldn't let her come because he couldn't get enough of her flavor. Olivia began to grind more firmly on his mouth, and he knew she was ready to let go soon. He finally gave her pussy the tongue-fucking she was craving, inserting his finger again to add more friction and alternating between stroking her clit and tickling her g-spot while licking and sucking and plunging his tongue in and out her hole.
He knew exactly what Olivia wanted. Fitz began to hum, no, growl into her pussy as he vigorously ate her, and she pushed herself into his face, "You taste so good. Oh fuck Livvie! I'm going to come!" And he did at the same time that she came hard and shouted out, "Yes, Fitz, yes! Oooooooohhhhhhhhh you feel so good. Ssssshhhhiiiittttt! God, what you do to me!" Olivia huffed as she brought her breathing back to normal. Fitz pulled his shorts off and cleaned himself up before lying back down next to her. Fitz had never come from giving someone oral sex. That was a totally new experience for him, and he loved it. He felt like he should be embarrassed but he wasn't.
They both lay in their fort satiated for the moment but looking forward to the next round. Fitz realized he was quite thirsty after sucking her for almost half an hour, so he got up to get them water from the kitchenette at the far end of the room. When he returned with their bottles of water, she had taken off the remains of her teddy and was completely naked and sprawled out on top of their fort blankets. Fitz handed her a bottle and sat back down next to her while he gulped the water to replenish his fluids. Olivia knew she needed to replenish hers, as they had yet to have sex tonight and she needed to ensure she would remain lubricated to the end. Fitz finished his bottle of water and tossed the empty bottle in the direction of a small trash can near the stairs. Olivia drank half of hers and placed the rest at the edge of the blankets that was now to be their bed for the night.
"Are you comfortable, Livvie? If not, we can move to a bed," Fitz offered attempting to gauge her comfort for staying on the floor.
"This is perfect. You did a great job setting up and making this comfortable with all the pillows and blankets. I hope we are sleeping here tonight."
"That was the plan, but if at any time you start to feel uncomfortable, just let me know and we can sleep elsewhere. I hope we aren't sleeping yet," he told her hovering over her and kissed each cheek then her mouth.
Fitz laid down on his back and pulled Olivia on top of him, covering him like a blanket. She threw a leg over his waist straddling him, and they laid breast to breast as they just held each other while listening to the crackle of the fireplace. Olivia didn't miss that he was so turned on pleasing her that he orgasmed too. Never one to shy away from learning something new, she asked him about his turn-ons.
"That's pretty impressive that you can come from making me come. What are some of your other turn-ons?
"I've never experienced that before," Fitz said, now feeling a bit of shyness about it. "I love tasting you. And touching you. You have such a sexy reaction." Olivia smiled as she listened to him while fingering his chest hair. Fitz caressed her back with both hands, wanting to grab her ass but needing to finish this conversation before initiating more sex with her. "I've been thinking a lot about our first night together. I loved watching you touch yourself. That's one of my biggest turn-ons. I've always been pretty vanilla about my sex, not because my previous partners were boring, but because I think something was missing. I'm not sure what that something was, but you and I seem to have found it." Fitz angled his head down to look at her, "Are we doing quid pro quo? What are your turn-ons."
Olivia took a deep breath and thought for a few seconds, "I like it when you watch. That turns me on. It's a turn-on that you like to please and be pleased." She was quiet for a few seconds and then confessed, "I have a small chest of toys. Remind me to show them to you when you visit my place."
"Do you use them often?"
"Not really. A friend of mine has a side hustle of hosting sex toy parties, in the vein of Tupperware parties, but I guess we've evolved to more salacious household needs." They both chuckled. "I let her host a party at my home once, and I went to another one at a different friend's house. So, I ordered a few things to help her out. I've tried them all, but I think they'd be more enjoyable playing with if I had someone to play with," she said before taking his nipple into her mouth and arousing it with her tongue.
Fitz groaned as he moved his hand down her back and finally reaching her ass. He gripped her cheeks and kneaded them as if they were bread dough. He was fully erect again, and Olivia could feel him pressed against her stomach. She reached down and took him in her hands to stroke him. Her wetness was pooling again, and she rubbed him up and down her slit until it slipped in between and settled into the entrance to her throbbing pussy. Olivia eased down on his cock until he was completely buried inside her.
Fitz squeezed his eyes so tight, he thought he'd draw blood. It had been since before his divorce that he'd been inside of a woman without a condom. He used her ass to ease her slowly up and down, feeling all of him in all of her. Olivia kissed up his chest, making her way up his neck, and found his mouth where she latched on to his tongue. Their kisses were deep, wet, and passionate, not stopping for space or air. She moved her core in circular motion needing to feel every inch of him inside her. Olivia couldn't get enough of Fitz's cock. He felt so perfect inside her. Her pussy craved him, and she found herself seeming to always be in a state of arousal since meeting him. Olivia finally broke the kiss and sat up straight, anchoring herself to ride him by placing a hand on each of his thighs. Fitz opened his eyes so he could take in all of her erotic beauty. He lightly pumped up and down and she rode down and up. They stayed in that same rhythm for a while before Olivia began to rock back and forth.
He reached up to caress her breasts, rubbing his thumbs over her nipples. She opened her eyes and stared at Fitz while grinding on his dick. She leaned back a little farther and began to rub her clit hoping to turn him on more. "Oh, fuck Livvie," Fitz whispered as he watched her fingers tease her nub as his cock slid in and out of her. He found himself catching fire, so he grabbed her around the waist and turned her on her back still pulsing her pussy. Fitz pumped in her with deep and long strokes, and he moved his mouth to take in one of her nipples. He sucked it and tickled it, keeping it standing at attention. Fitz then moved his hand between them and stuck a finger into her slippery wet hole and rubbed her g-spot while still stroking her with his dick.
"Oh Fitz, I'm about to come baby. That feels so good."
"You? I don't think I can hold it much more baby. Oh, fuck baby, you feel so good. Can I come?"
"I'll kill you if you pull out now! Oh shit, oh shit. Oh fuck. Yes, don't stop. Yes, yes, yes, yes. Oooooohhhhhhhhhh mhmhmhmhmhmhm! Fuuuuccccckkkkk!" Olivia screamed out, as she came close to blacking out from the power of her orgasm.
"That's it Livvie, god yes baby! Oooooohhhhhhh shiiiiiittttt! Uuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhh, fuck yeah!" Fitz followed her, coming harder than he could remember ever in his life. He buried his face in her neck as he slowly pumped his spirting cock in her gushing pussy. They both stayed in that position until they could breathe steadily again. Fitz finally pulled himself out of her and fell next to her on the blanket. He looked over at Olivia who had the most blissful smile on her face.
"Passion," Olivia said all of a sudden.
"What's that?" Fitz asked, not understanding.
"Passion. That something is passion. That's what I feel when I'm with you." Olivia explained.
Fitz turned his head to look at her with a smile. He knew she was partly right. In this moment he knew what else had been missing from previous relationships that was present now. He was in love for the first time in his life.
