"So…" Fitz asked Olivia.
"So what?" she said as she laid together, cuddled in bed. They'd finished eating and brushed their teeth.
"What happens when someone's eyeballs are pulled from their head?"
"What?" she asked. Though she'd heard him perfectly she was surprised he would ask
"Hypothetically, I'd just like to know what happens after."
"Um...That won't kill you...immediately. The brain is protected by bone so ripping out the eyes wouldn't cause the type of damage you'd think. Mostly, what happens is the optic nerve is severed. Umm…when...the eyeballs dropped from a certain person, the optic nerve was broken but not totally pulled from the brain. That wouldn't kill that person...but they could get an infection very quickly from the hands that took the eyeballs out. If he went to a hospital, they would clean his sockets out and give him some blood and antibiotics and he'd be fine but the entire ordeal is extremely painful."
"You weren't supposed to see anything, especially that," Fitz sighed, "you had a gun pointed at you and it just made me lose it...I don't know. I got so angry."
"A girl once got high on meth and ripped her eyeballs out with her hands. She came in with them still attached to her head. I've seen a lot, Fitz. I've been in surgeries where people's eyes were removed or liver or lung or heart. People had their limbs sliced off or were impaled. Removing body parts is normal to me...even if it's not done surgically...I think it's just because of who did it. The shock of it...but I'm fine now."
Fitz nodded, "all the same, you shouldn't have to see that."
Olivia nodded and needed to change the subject from Jake.
"I want to put Abby in a hotel. She doesn't have anywhere to live and it would just be until she's able to get an apartment with my mom."
"Why would she want to live with your mother or better yet, why would your mother want to live with her?"
"Mom doesn't want me to help pay her rent so she needs a roommate. She doesn't want to live with Abby but she can't really be picky because she's very irritating to live with. At least Abby knows her and knows me. Abby didn't really want to live with her either but it's hard finding a decent roommate. Mostly she was hoping that once I came back, my mom would go back to Brooklyn and she would get her room back but that obviously isn't going to happen. At least with my mom, she knows I'm there to make sure everything goes smoothly. Truly, I could give her my old apartment. I'm on the lease because her credit is shit and mine is great but she was a roommate there, unfortunately, she can't afford the rent herself and she doesn't know how long it will be until she can get a stable roommate. She has a lot of student loans like me so she doesn't have enough money to do it herself."
"Okay, but why are you telling me this?"
"Because I'd have to use the card you gave me. I wanted to know if it was okay. She's been a great (occasionally annoying) friend to me and I want to help her."
"It's your card, isn't it."
"Do I have a limit...like per month?"
"No. Do you need one?"
"I want one. I just want some clear rules about how much I should spend and on what?"
"Why do you need rules? Are you a toddler?" he said with a chuckle.
"No. but I don't want us arguing about money."
"I don't argue about money."
"Fitz, I'm serious."
"Olivia, you're my girlfriend, I'm not giving you a limit because I don't think you need one. You spend so much time worrying about us arguing about money that we might actually start if you keep this up."
"You gave Arianna a limit, she's your sister."
"Yeah because Arianna would spend half a million dollars shopping in one day if she knew she could get away with it. The reason I gave her a limit was because she bought a 100 grand Hermes bag...on a whim."
"One hundred thousand dollars on a bag."
"A fucking bag. The regular 30k Hermes, of which I've bought her like 5 wasn't good enough she went and paid an extra 60 grand because they threw some fucking crocodile skin on it. No fucking way but anyway, that's why she got a limit. You're not Arianna."
Olivia chuckled, "That's excessive but still Fitz, let's talk about this so we can avoid any misunderstanding or confusion in the future."
"How about this-" Fitz said, "I don't want to put a number on what you spend monthly. Use the card to shop, pay bills, do whatever you want. If you're gonna change an expense over...let's say 20 grand at one time...no let's say 30 grand at one time then you can tell me. Don't tell me about anything else, you don't need permission to use the card so please stop this okay."
Olivia smiled, "it's kind of insane that's it's so much but okay, I can work with this."
"I know you'll need more clothes and you'll probably want to buy some things for the house and then the baby so just relax for a few months on limits, okay?"
Olivia nodded.
"It's a weird kind of comfort to know my baby will have every material thing I could imagine. The best toys and clothes and schools. It's a little superficial to be excited about this because all I want is to raise a happy baby but it sure does make it seem more possible."
Fitz hugged her closer and kissed the crook of her neck.
"It does feel good to give the people you love everything they want..well, almost everything," he said with a yawn.
Olivia smiled, "material things aren't everything though, as amazing as they are."
"That's why I said almost- smarty pants."
She laughed and half turned and kissed him.
"What will you do...after?"
"I've been thinking about that," Fitz said, "believe it or not."
"You have."
"Mhm...I need something lowkey that keeps me busy enough not to go crazy with the hours you work but not too busy for my kid."
"Being a police officer is too ironic...right?"
He laughed, "it would be lazy writing."
"What about a firefighter? I'd give anything to see you in that suit."
"That's something to think about."
"Yeah, there's a fire station about 5 minutes from the hospital which would be perfect if you worked there." Olivia found herself getting excited at the prospect of a relatively normal life with Fitz but then she realized she was getting ahead of herself.
"I don't want to get too excited. You make a lot of money and don't expect you to want to work a 9-5 because you don't have to."
"It's not always like this, you know. It's not always this crazy...especially for someone I'm involved with. I've put you squarely in the middle of three different active feuds- well, two now but you've pretty much-gotten everything. I've thought about how I would leave from the moment I got in this. I know you don't believe me when I say it."
"-I do," Olivia interjected tearfully "it's just that what I'm asking isn't easy. You'd have to give up a lot of money and-"
"What you don't understand is that it's not just you. The second you told me you were pregnant I knew I'd be done."
Olivia nodded and asked the question that she needed an answer to. "How do you stop? How does this stop?"
"It doesn't just stop but that doesn't mean you should be worried. The people I'm involved with follow the money that's why so many of them have their eyes on me. I'm making a lot of it. Once I start pulling out of deals and giving up territory and just pulling back altogether, there's so much money to be made they won't be worried about me or what I'm doing. They'll be too busy ripping each other apart to take what I left behind. I have a lot of businesses...all over the world. I have to pull back from those too or else everything else I'm doing will be for nothing. I'll get clean people to run them and oversee from afar. I'll still be watching people who need to be watched, looking out for any sign that they might be interested in me and if they are then I'll have people deal with that. I'll have guards still around. Over time I'll lessen their presence but I'll never fully have them away. Your father seems really intent on killing me as does Marco only he has his sights on you too. I'm sure there's a fun discussion in our future about how I should deal with your dad but at least for a while it'll be quiet." He hugged her tighter, "I'll look into the firefighter thing. It's interesting."
Olivia nodded, now that he'd talked her through his thought process, she finally had a clear picture of their future at least a few months ahead.
Olivia was snoring lightly when Fitz moved quietly out of bed and got dressed. He met Alesander and Barca outside of his hotel door and left with them as Andrey stood guard at the door while Olivia slept.
He went down to the curb of the hotel where a car was waiting. When Fitz hopped in the backseat, Jake was there. He had a thick bandage around his eyes with a gag in his mouth with his hands tied. Fitz didn't make a sound as they drove off. Once they were down the street Fitz pulled the gag from Jake's mouth. He looked like he'd undergone eye surgery.
"How are your eyes?" Fitz asked.
Jake was quiet, barely moving, limp against the seat.
They drove to the Boston airport and pulled up to the private gate entrance to his jet. That was the perk of flying private, skipping long check-in lines, and airport security. Barca came to take Jake from the back of the van and hoisted him up as they walked up the stairs into the plane. Fitz followed.
"When is the officer coming?" Fitz asked.
"Few minutes," Alesander answered.
Fitz sat beside Jake on the seat.
"Alesander is going to inject you with a paralytic so that when immigration comes to check your passport before take off, things so smoothly."
Jake turned slowly to where he heard the voice.
"The least you could do is kill me yourself," he said hoarsely, softly. "do it quick, I can't stand this pain."
"I already have a body in Boston. I don't need another," Fitz said. "I still can't understand why you'd risk all of this. You knew this would happen and you still did all of this...because of Olivia. What was it about her that made you so mad?"
Jake grimaced, "I'm going to die so I might as well get this off my chest."
Fitz frowned and braced himself.
"I'm bi."
Fitz chuckled, "what?"
"You think you're so perceptive but I've been in love with you since high school and you don't even know."
The smile fell from Fitz's lips as he stood from the chair.
"I didn't want you- not in the way you think. I know that would never happen but I was fine being your right-hand man. The person you call for everything. Then you took her and you stopped seeing reason. I barely grabbed her arm and you almost broke mine because you were so angry...for a woman you barely knew." Jake took a slowly painful breath.
He'd never felt such pain before. He'd lost consciousness after it happened and when he woke he was being bandaged up by Alesander. He felt weak from bleeding but there was comfort in knowing it wouldn't last much longer.
"It was a weird feeling, loving you and wanting her but hating her because you wanted her too. It was like a twisted little threesome-"
Fitz grabbed the syringe from Alesander and jammed it into Jake's elbow. It began to work immediately, with Jake going limp.
"See you in hell...well you won't 'see' me," he said then walked out of the plane without a word to Alesander or anyone. He was beside himself at Jake's confession.
Olivia woke to Fitz staring at nothing in particular. He was sitting on the couch. It was bright out.
"Please tell me everything's okay?" she said as she pulled the blankets from her.
"Why wouldn't everything be okay?" he asked as she turned to her.
"You look...perturbed."
Fitz chuckled and walked to her by the bed.
"You don't want to know."
"I actually believe you."
Fitz opened her legs around his hips and pulled her closer."I just want to be balls deep in and I want to fuck you until your pussy is leaking down my balls."
Olivia smirked, "and then what?"
Fitz leaned over until his face was centimeters from here, "then I wanna feel you cum hard on my dick."
"Mmm…" Olivia said as she grew wetter, "then what?"
"As much as I'd want to fill your pussy with cum I wouldn't do that."
"What would you do?" she asked softly.
"I'd pull out and bend you on your knees and shove my fat dick in your mouth and make you swallow my cum like you were drinking milk."
Olivia lifted her shirt and flashed him her waxed crotch. She popped her middle finger in her mouth and sucked it then she reached down and slipped it inside her hole. Fitz pulled her finger from inside her and brought it to his lips and tasted her. "Mm.." He said then instantly grabbed her around the thighs and pulled her to him. He leaned in the middle of her legs and licked from her hole to her clit. He intertwined their fingers and held her hands against the bed.
"Oh my god...here we go," Olivia said as she curled her back and prepared herself.
She felt him chuckle at her reaction as he licked her. It tickled and she was spared a moment to smile before she was overcome by erotic pleasure again. Olivia pulled her hands from his grip and wrapped her fingers into his thick brown curls as she squeezed her legs against his head.
He had this way of knowing her most sensitive spots. She'd never told him where and some of them, she didn't know were sensitive until he'd found them. Now, he was massaging her clitoral hood while licking her clit and fingering her with his index and middle fingers. It was enough for her to crawl the walls.
"No-, no-, no-" she screamed although she wasn't sure why she was saying no when really she was begging for more. Maybe it was because she knew If she orgasmed, she would be useless afterward. She was pushing his face deeper between her legs, trying to gain some control over him, since he had so much control over her. She felt water coming down like she was leaking.
"Fitz...I'm cuming- don't make me cum," she said, pushing his face away now.
He dug his face closer, "oh my god...yesssss," she heard the sounds coming from her throat. He raised her hips and thrust his fingers harder.
Olivia covered her mouth and squeezed her legs together around his head. She squirted a gush of water on his face. He might have been drowning between her legs, she couldn't tell.
"Fitz-" she screamed out when she couldn't contain herself as her clit and g-spot were somehow working hand in hand to torture her senses. Her vaginal walls throbbed violently on his fingers. Her heartbeat fell to her clit and that seemed to be the only sound she could hear. She was curled like a ball around him and once her orgasm passed and she had a sense of what was going on around her again, she felt him slightly open her legs and stand from the wet bed. She was still whimpering from her shattering orgasm.
His face was wet with water dripping from his chin. There was fluid on his grey shirt. As if he'd just eaten a messy meal.
He smiled, amused, which made Olivia smile.
Fitz shoved down his pants. His thick erection stood high. He shook his hips slightly which sent it swinging like a loose banana.
The smile fell from Olivia's lips."Don't smile at me like that. I told you not to make me cum...I'm useless right now."
"What am I supposed to do with this?"
Olivia laughed at him, flush by the sight of his cock.
"Don't make me look at it," she said, smiling, squeezing her legs together, and pointing her toes. Olivia sat up and crawled to him at the edge of the bed.
Fitz pulled her shirt off her head and tossed it to the floor.
"If you're gonna tease me, I might as well get to look at your tits."
"I'm not teasing you," she said as she leaned up and kissed his lips then licked his wet face...that seemed to be getting dryer by the second.
"You're getting nastier. I'm thrilled."
Olivia laughed.
"I'm sure you are," she said as she licked from his chin to his lips.
Fitz grabbed her ass and squeezed. He pulled her body against him and thrust the tip of his cock against her clit.
"Shit-'"
Olivia's reaction was a visceral one. Her breath sped up and she was panting.
"Now who's teasing who?" Olivia mumbled.
Fitz stepped back, "still you." he said with a smile then pulled off his shirt and headed to the bathroom.
"Where are you going?" she asked, confused.
"I'm gonna shower."
"Uhh….we were in the middle of something," she said, annoyed.
"Were we...you said you were useless...so I'm gonna jerk my dick (which you are also welcome to do) so that I'm not walking around with blue balls all day."
Olivia frowned.
"I'm not a one-stroke joke, okay, I can handle cuming more than once."
Fitz chortled and walked to her, "one-stroke joke. That's not even what that fucking means."
Olivia smiled as he flipped her around on her knees and then shoved her face in the sheets and smacked her ass.
"Ahhh-" she yelped delightfully.
He pushed her flat on her belly then positioned himself behind her with her ass slightly arched and her legs slightly opened. Fitz entered her with a sharp thrust. She was already dripping wet. There was no need for a warm-up.
"Haaaahhh-" she moaned, "mm...don't fuck me like that." Olivia tried to lean up but he pushed her back down and thrust again. Harder.
"Why?" he teased, "is it too good?"
"Yeah," she mumbled, "cum too fast," she said in a broken sentence.
Her entire body was beginning to feel like jello.
Fitz thrust again and again, quicker and quicker each time pulled back and pushed inside her wet walls again. He could barely keep a steady rhythm. Olivia began to tremble and then she came so violently he had to hold her body while trying to staff off his own orgasm. He pulled out fast when he couldn't hold back anymore and lifted Olivia off the bed on her knees. He barely pressed his tip against her lips before his cum spewed out. Olivia opened her mouth and Fitz happily stuffed his penis in while slimy fluid ran down the corners of her mouth as she tried to swallow as much as she could manage.
When Fitz finished he pulled out slowly and gently pulled Olivia up from the ground. She was breathless and smiling then she squealed when he dropped them both on the bed.
"Holy shit," he said with a loud outward breath. "Naptime."
"I have to go see my mom," Olivia said breathlessly.
He groaned, "I've been up all night."
"Why?"
Fitz turned on his belly, spread eagle.
"It's...crazy. I'll tell you later."
"No, tell me now."
"Later."
Olivia sighed, "why are you torturing me."
"This is nothing compared to what you do to me."
"Whatever," Olivia replied.
Fitz leaned up and kissed all over her face and neck and then made his way down and kissed a line up her belly. Olivia giggled and caressed his cheeks then he leaned up and stared into her eyes. "Give me like an hour of sleep and then I'll drop you off."
Olivia smiled, "okay." She kissed him and sat up slowly. "That was amazing...in case my screaming wet orgasm wasn't proof enough."
"Baby I know I'm amazing but thanks."
She shoved him playfully and stood slowly, waddling to the bathroom. She set a warm bath in the tub and sat there in suddy water for almost twenty minutes before she got out and brushed her teeth and washed her face and applied her La Mer moisturizer. She fluffed her curls and then went to get dressed. As she walked out of the bathroom, she heard Fitz snoring as he laid on his back with his mouth open. She smiled at him and then slipped on a pair of leggings and a sweater. She ordered breakfast for herself, Fitz and Maya, though she'd specified that Maya's breakfast would arrive in a to-go container. She sat at the table and ate her breakfast before taking her prenatal tablets then she texted Maya that she would be there soon.
It was just over an hour when she crawled back in bed beside Fitz and gently ran her hands through his hair.
"Fitz?" she called softly.
He shifted and turned on his belly.
"Fitz?" she called again.
He leaned his head up slightly, "it's been an hour already?"
Olivia nodded.
"Okay, I'm up," he said as he stretched and sat up. "Give me like 15 minutes." He leaned in and kissed her softly then got up and walked to the bathroom. She heard the vanity faucet turn on then the shower and soon after he was out, getting dressed as he stuffed pieces of the cold breakfast from the table in his mouth.
Olivia packed her mother's food in her Louis Vuitton tote bag and once they'd both put on their shoes and coats, they were off.
Olivia walked into Maya's room smiling ear to ear.
"Good morning," Maya said, "you look like you woke up on the right side of the bed."
Olivia bit her lips to try to stop smiling but couldn't. "Umm...here. I ordered you some more breakfast."
"Those pancakes?" Maya asked.
Olivia nodded and Maya gleefully took the bag of food and brought it to a small table in her room to devour it.
"So mom, have you figured out when you're going back to work?" Olivia asked as she took a seat beside her mother.
"Monday," Maya answered.
"Mom, I think that's too soon. You're going back the same day as I am and I didn't spend days in the hospital."
"It's what my boss said. That's why I'm glad you are making a better life for yourself than I did. They'll treat a top surgeon better than they'll treat a nanny."
"Mom, don't say that."
"It's true."
"I know but it doesn't feel good to know they're treating you like this. Just know, you don't have to go to work if you don't feel up to it. I'll have my salary and I won't have to touch it with the money Fitz gives me-"
"No, Olivia."
"-But mom it wouldn't be from him. It would be from me."
"It doesn't matter. I don't want you to work your 28-hour shifts and then bring me your paycheck. I'll be fine, don't worry about me. You help me enough as it is."
Olivia nodded, "I can't lose you, mom, not now, not before I give birth and not after. Please don't let your pride take you away from me any sooner than naturally possible."
Maya smiled sadly, "I promise you, baby. I can take care for now. If there's ever a time that I can't. I'll let you know and we can figure it out from there like we always do. I spent months in a home. I don't want to do anything that will put me back in there but I also want to work on my own if I'm able."
Olivia nodded as she took Maya's medication from the table and sorted them for her to take after eating.
"Just ask your boss for a little more time, maybe just a few more days until Wednesday and this isn't coming from me as your daughter, it's coming from me as a doctor.
Maya nodded.
After Maya had eaten and taken her medication she took a shower and came back to Olivia. They spent the entire morning together until Marcy texted Olivia letting her know her apartment was finally ready to move in.
Olivia screamed excitedly as she read the text then saw that a video was attached.
"What happened? What is it?" Maya said.
"My apartment is finally ready to move in. I'm so excited. Do you want to see it?"
Maya nodded. Olivia scooted closer to Maya and pulled up the video. The apartment was everything she'd imagined and she clapped excitedly, unable to contain herself.
"It's lovely, how is it ready so soon?"
"I got this really great designer. She'd moved heaven and earth to get it ready. They drove all the furniture up from New Jersey on the first day." as Olivia spoke she dialed Fitz and called him. "I have to call Fitz, I'm so excited."
The line picked up.
"Hello?" he asked groggily. He'd gone back to the hotel to sleep.
"The apartment is ready. Marcy said we can stay there tonight," Olivia said with a smile. "It's beautiful, I can't wait for you to see it!"
"Is there food there?"
"Uhh...no, just furniture and towels and sheets and stuff. I ordered that stuff from Marcy and she has a person who cleans and makes sure it's ready to live in but they don't buy food or anything."
Fitz laughed.
"Can we buy some later on? Maybe stop at a target or something or is that too normal for you."
"No, I'm not too good to pick up groceries with my girl but isn't the chef supposed to buy groceries and the maid supposed to buy toiletries?"
"I want to do it the first time," Olivia said, "so get up lazy butt. You can pick me up at Mom's and then we can go to Target and maybe Wholefoods since you're paying."
Fitz laughed, "that's the spirit."
"Hurry up!" Olivia said then hung up, smiling widely.
Maya smiled too and Olivia saw before her smile turned into a sad thoughtful look.
"What?"
"Nothing," Maya said.
"Mom, what?"
"Everytime I see you happy it just...it brightens my day until I think about you being sad."
Olivia didn't know what to say.
"When you're a mom, you'll know," Maya said with a smile. "I see the way you walked in here this morning and I see how you smiled just now. You love him so much and I'm terrified this happy phase for you will ever end."
"Mom, no couple is perfect."
"I know, I'm not saying anything bad about him or you, I'm just saying it's good to see you happy and like any overprotective mom, I'm hoping it'll last for a long time. If he does act up though, I might have to cut him. I learned my lesson from Herman. If he starts acting crazy, I'm acting crazy too."
Olivia chuckled, "well thanks mom, let's hope it doesn't come to that but if Fitz does turn into Herman, which I doubt, I give you permission to go crazy on him."
Maya laughed, "oh, I was gonna do that anyway."
Olivia laughed loudly.
"Alright," Maya said, "I'll be fine here. Go buy your groceries for your posh apartment."
"Do you want me to get you anything?"
"Seltzer water," Maya said. " a pack of it with different flavors."
"Done," Olivia said with a smile. "Still, Fitz isn't actually here to get me yet so you'll have to bear with me for another few minutes."
Maya smiled. "I'll take you when I can get you."
Olivia waited together for almost 20 minutes when Fitz called Olivia to let her know he was downstairs. She kissed Maya on the cheek goodbye and when she stepped out of Maya's suite one of Fitz's bodyguards was standing against the wall.
They walked down and outside of the hotel she saw Fitz waiting in his car. The guard walked her to the door and opened it for her. Olivia climbed in and locked her seatbelt across her torso.
"Can we see the apartment in person before we do groceries? Marcy is still there," Olivia said before she leaned over and kissed him.
"Sure," Fitz answered.
Fitz entered the name of the building into his GPS and was guided to their luxurious oceanfront abode. Fitz parked in the garage and they took the elevator up to the penthouse. Fitz opened the front door and it was stunning just from the view they had from the door.
Olivia attempted to step in but Fitz swept her up in his arms honeymoon style and walked her in. She giggled, holding him tightly as he walked her inside and let her down in the middle of the living room.
Marcy walked in from the kitchen.
"So-" Marcy began but Olivia cut her off.
"-it's perfect. I...I don't know how you did it."
"I haven't slept in two days, that's how."
Olivia smiled, "thank you so, so much." she turned to Fitz nervously, "do you like it?"
"It's great," he said with a smile and pulled her close and kissed her temple, "don't love it too much though, we still need a house to bring the kid home to."
Olivia smiled and nodded.
Marcy handed Olivia the keys she'd gotten days ago.
"I want you to take a look around and tell me if everything is to your liking. Everything is sparkling clean."
"Please, go and get some rest if there's anything wrong, I'll send it in an email. There's nothing we can do about it today, anyway."
Marcy smiled and nodded, "okay, don't hesitate to let me know. I'll still be in Boston until midday tomorrow."
Olivia nodded.
Marcy walked back to the kitchen to grab her purse and headed out.
"Let's look around," Olivia said.
Fitz nodded and followed her around the apartment. Everything was exactly as Olivia had asked for it to be. After they'd toured the first floor and finished the 2nd floor they made their way back down.
"Thank you," Olivia said as she pressed her face into his chest. "This is better than anything I could have imagined."
Fitz pulled her hair from her face and pressed his hand against her cheek.
"I'm glad you like it."
Olivia smiled, "The Four Seasons seems like a dump compared to this. We're definitely sleeping here tonight, you know that right?"
"Why not? It's a perfect night for a christening."
Olivia blushed, "of course."
Fitz leaned down and kissed her. "But let's go buy the groceries first. When I'm done with you, I'm going back to bed."
She laughed, "you mean when I'm done with you."
"That's right!" he said with a chuckle. "Come on."
They headed towards the door, "where are we going first."
"Targee'" Olivia said.
"What?" he asked.
"Target."
"Oh."
Olivia chuckled and locked the door behind her. She handed Fitz the key, "this one is yours."
They continued down the hall, "so who pays the rent and utilities and stuff," Olivia said.
"My estate manager will. Camilla told her everything she needs to know so she can pay the bills, pay the workers, and everything else she needs to do."
"She does that for all your places."
"Yeah, she has a little team. It's a lot of places."
"Where do you have homes?"
Fitz thought for a moment, "I don't usually rent. This is the only residential property I'm renting right now. Other than that, I have a loft in Manhattan," he began to answer.
"Where in Manhattan."
"Soho."
Olivia nodded, "where else."
"I have a house just outside of Tokyo. One in Spain that you know about and another in Sicily. I have a nice chateau outside of Versaille. I have to take you there sometime."
"Do you have pictures?" Olivia asked excitedly.
"Not on me," he said with a chuckle.
They'd entered the elevator and made their way down to the garage where they got in the car and pulled off. Olivia entered the address of the target in his GPS and they followed the directions across town.
"What are your political views?" Olivia asked as they drove.
"That's...random."
"I know...we've just never talked about it."
"That's fair. I don't really know that I have any solid political views. I usually deal with politicians that can give me what I want, regardless of their views. If it wasn't obvious though Catherine and Gerry are hippies. They're very liberal and I was raised that way too."
"But you don't consider yourself liberal?"
"If I weren't doing what I'm doing now, I'd consider myself liberal politically. I guess you could say I'm socially liberal. I don't really care what people do- which brings us to what I had to tell you this morning."
"Oh yeah, tell me, tell me," Olivia said.
"So Jake is gay or he said bisexual, I think."
"Woah, when did he say this?"
"Last night."
"Last night? You talked to him last night," Olivia said the words then made the realization, "after I went to sleep. So that means he's still…"
"Nope."
"Oh." Olivia said, she took a breath, "But what does him being bi have to do with anything?"
"He's been in love with me since high school apparently."
"Wait- that's why he hates me so much because he's jealous. Oh my god."
Fitz nodded. "Oh you aren't off the hook, he wanted you too."
"So how does that make you feel?"
"Him being gay..well...bi, don't make me feel anyway, him confessing feelings for me makes me a little angry."
"Why?"
"I've had my dick out in front of him, I've fucked people in front of him or with him close by none of which would have happened if I knew he felt like that. And now it makes sense that he hates every woman I've even remotely been interested in. With you, it was overboard though, probably because he wanted to fuck you too."
"Oh my god."
Fitz nodded, "that's about as much as I'll ever talk about him again."
Olivia nodded as well.
They pulled into the parking lot of the target and grabbed a cart before heading into the store.
"Do you even know what we're getting?" Fitz asked with a smile.
"Um...I don't know how we're gonna bring all of this."
"Why do you think we have guards?"
"Oh yeah," she said with a smile.
"Let's start with toiletries," Olivia said.
They walked down to the end of the groceries section and pulled packages of paper towels and toilet paper to her favorite shampoo and conditioner, bars of organic body soap, mouthwash, and toothpaste and brushes. They had to get more carts.
Fitz was exhausted, "this is why you hire people to do this stuff," he complained as they waited to check out.
"I know but we weren't doing anything and I probably won't do this again, I just wanted to do it the first time. By the way, you're complaining but you bought an Xbox and a PlayStation and like 15 games."
Fitz nodded and smiled, "for when I'm bored while you're at work. Where are we going next?"
"Wholefoods. We'll get all the food there."
"Okay."
Their total was just over $4,000. Olivia gasped and Fitz chuckled, "to be fair, we did both buy $350 toothbrushes."
"And both an Xbox and PlayStation and like 3 cases of beer and way too much KY jelly." She laughed, "should I use my card?"
"No, I've got it," he said as he pulled his card from his pocket.
He paid and had a team of target employees and guards bring down their five carts full of merchandise.
They filled up two-guard SUVs and then they branched off while Olivia and Fitz headed to Wholefoods and the guards went to drop off the items at their apartment and then meet them back at the food store.
When Fitz parked in the garage, they walked together into the store and Fitz grabbed a cart. At the entrance, there were flowers. Olivia grabbed five arrangements of light and dark pink roses.
"I love flowers," she said with a smile.
"I'll keep that in mind."
"What's next?"
"Let's start with protein. I need some vanilla almond milk-"
Fitz rolled his eyes, "you're not one of those, dairy-free, gluten-free, soy-free, sugar-free, lactose-free, preservative-free-"
"I'm not, I'm not," she said with a chuckle, "I just like how it tastes with cereal. I eat anything, you know that."
"Okay," he said with a smile.
They walked around the aisle. Fitz pushed the cart while Olivia threw all manner of food products inside.
"So now that we have an apartment and aren't slumming it in hotels. We should find somewhere more...permanent."
"Gosh Fitz, we haven't even spent a night in the place yet."
"I know but I'd rather this be done as soon as possible so that we have everything settled before the kid gets here."
"I know but I'm still only in my first trimester," Olivia said as she tossed boxes of pasta into the cart. "What if this pregnancy doesn't make it?"
"If it doesn't make it...are you planning on dumping me or something. Do we just stop being together?"
"No-"
"Okay, then we're gonna need a place regardless. I'd rather buy a house in cash than rent. We need somewhere big and open where my neighbor won't share a wall with me."
Olivia nodded, "okay. What did you have in mind?"
"The suburbs, outside of the city but not too far obviously for you. Something really secluded, quiet."
"There's Weston- that's like the richest zip code in the state and it's about 20 minutes away from the hospital. There's also Beacon Hill which is closer but there are mostly townhomes and condos that are pricier but less space."
"Weston sounds good."
Olivia laughed, "you are such a snob."
"I'll have my realtor start scoping out the area. Weston right?"
"Yeah."
"We don't have to rush but this is just something I want out of the way. I'll have my plate full so I'd like to check off the simple things."
"Getting a house is simple when you're extremely wealthy."
"Exactly," he said as he leaned down and kissed her.
Olivia smiled and they continued walking. They were in the snack aisle. Olivia tossed two boxes of extreme butter popcorn in the cart. Fitz tossed about three bags of different flavors of potato chips.
"So, were you serious about the whole firefighter thing? I tried to temper my excitement."
"I'm very serious about it. I'd fend off pussy everywhere I go if women had to see me in a fire suit."
Olivia laughed, "okay, maybe not a firefighter then, how about a manny?"
"Do you have any idea how good I look holding a kid? All the other nannies would want me, that wouldn't work."
"A dog walker."
"I look even better with dogs."
"How about you just be unemployed?"
He laughed, "you'd be surprised at how good I look laying on a couch."
She shook her head and laughed, "I can't stand you."
"You won't be saying that tonight," he said with a smirk.
After over an hour in Wholefoods and an additional cart of food to fill their large pantry, they left and headed to the apartment. When Olivia walked in, followed by Fitz and a squad of guards, she saw her things from the hotel room had been moved to the apartment.
"So we're definitely sleeping here tonight," Olivia said as she looked around in her living room, pulling off her coat to hang in the closet at the entrance. The lush velvet sofa and the beautiful gold light fixtures and art deco furniture were perfect. It screamed luxury.
"Can't be christening if we leave right after?"
Olivia smiled and hung her coat then took Fitz from him to hang too "I think that's a rule somewhere."
"Definitely is."
Olivia walked back to the living room and lifted one of her paper whole food bags, "woah," she said. It was heavy, filled with a gallon of cow's milk, and a carton of vanilla almond milk, and packs of chicken.
"What?"
"It's heavy," she said as she turned towards the kitchen. Fitz walked to her and lifted the brown paper bag from her hands.
"Please don't do that, if you need me to carry something, just say so."
"I know but- you already do so much for me-"
"Don't go there."
"Fine," Olivia said with a smile. "But it's true…unless you do this for all your girlfriends."
"No, not at all but I didn't feel for them what I feel for you," Fitz said as they walked. He put them on the marble counter.
"See," Olivia said, "I don't know how to respond to that."
"Thank god, because if you do it will ostensibly be something annoying."
She chuckled, "I am good at annoying people, ask Jake and Camilla and Jason and Marco."
"That's a list," he teased. "I'll bring the bags here and you pack away stuff.
Olivia nodded at the plan and pulled the items from the bag and began neatly filling the empty fridge.
It took over half an hour but when they were done, the pantry was almost full and the fridge was stocked with food.
All that was left out was a box of seltzer water Maya had requested. It was almost 8pm when they were finished. Olivia realized she'd missed lunch when her stomach growled.
"Are you hungry?" Fitz asked.
"I'm starving, I just realized I was so excited about the apartment that I totally forgot about lunch."
"What do you want?"
"Fast food. I want a greasy burger and salty fries and maybe a milkshake."
Fitz smiled, "Mcdonald's?"
Olivia nodded.
"Should we just go buy it or order it?"
"Let's buy it so it can be fresh and hot. There's one close to us."
"Alright, let's go, I'm starving too."
Olivia licked the salt from her fingers after she ate her last fries. She turned to Fitz.
"Did you enjoy your double quarter pounder?"
He nodded and pulled her legs open around him. She was sitting on the island in the kitchen and he was standing leaned against it with the empty wrappers off his food in front of him.
"I did and now I want to enjoy you."
Olivia smiled and wrapped her arms around him and kissed him. "Right here."
Fitz lifted her off the counter and walked her out of the kitchen, "it wouldn't be proper not to work the bed in first."
She giggled and kissed him again, "what was I thinking, not christening the bed with our first fuck."
She walked across the large dining room and then down the hall and went up the staircase to their bedroom. Inside, it was massive with a large Alaska king bed in the center of the room. It was neatly spread with white mulberry silk sheets. There was impressionist art on the walls and two floating nightstand fixtures beside the bed. Fitz laid her down. There was a large flat screen tv mounted on the wall in front of the bed with a sofa and coffee table directly in front of it.
Olivia stretched her body out for him. The silk felt amazing.
Fitz pulled off his shirt and shoved his pants and underpants down to the floor then stepped out. Olivia sat up to pull off her sweater but Fitz took over and pulled it off her head then pulled down her leggings and spread her legs wide open and leaned down to feast.
Olivia covered her crotch, "I just realized I might be a little sweaty. I should take a shower first."
"Sweat is good. Where do you think all the flavor comes from?"
She covered her mouth, laughing, "ahh don't be gross." she said between cackles.
Fitz held her by the legs and pulled her closer.
"I'm dead serious."
He pulled her panties off in a quick movement and opened her legs so he had full view of her brown and pink pussy.
Fitz ran his hands up and down her body, over the curves of her supple breasts and down the flat plains of her stomach. We worked his way down to her crotch and licked up her inner thigh to the corner of her crotch, right outside the lips of her vulva. When he heard her gasp he leaned up.
"Can I eat you now?" he said with a smile.
"Fitz, you can do whatever you want to me," Olivia said in a tone of desperation.
Fitz smiled and leaned down and licked over her clit. Olivia grabbed his head and shoved him deeper. But as quick and she pulled him into her she pushed him away.
Fitz leaned up and smiled, "what now?"
Olivia was breathless, "you're gonna make me cum."
"That's a good thing," he said as he pulled her to him and kissed her lips, spread her juices all over her lips, and shared it with his tongue.
Olivia enjoyed the kiss as the moment passed then she broke it, determined not to get distracted. She climbed off his lap and kneeled in front of him. She immediately leaned over and took his cock in her hands. She kissed his tip and then twirled her tongue around him. Fitz watched as she slowly took him deeper and deeper, working her mouth up and down. Getting him wet enough for him to fit.
"Fuck...deeper," Fitz begged.
Olivia took him deeper. It was the deepest she'd gone but in her position completely horizontal to the length of his cock it was easier to take him. Fitz ran his hands through her curls, holding her head just where he needed her. He licked his fingers and reached down behind Olivia and slipped three wet fingers in her pussy.
She moaned something but it was unintelligible with Fitz's dick stuffing her mouth and throat. He thrust his fingers faster and a gush of drool leaked from her lips around his penis then he felt her draw in a breath with her mouth on him.
"Fuck," he growled as he sped up his thrust.
Olivia mumbled some muffled noises and he began to feel her grinding her hips slowly as he finger fucked her.
Her instinct was to run away from pleasure so intense and so erotic but more and more she broke out of her self-made shell to experience every pleasure he had to offer.
Much too soon, her walls began to pulse the same time Fitz began to spasm with his cock in her mouth. Before she knew it she was orgasming on his fingers and he was spilling hot cum down her throat.
Fitz pulled himself from her mouth and fingers from her hole. Olivia fell on her belly on the bed.
"Jesus Christ," Fitz whimpered as he fell on his back.
Olivia wiped the drool from her mouth and chin with the back of her hand then she felt Fitz pulled her up to him and wrapped his arms around her.
"This really isn't what I had in mind for tonight," he said with a chuckle.
"I told you that I'm not good at foreplay..you make me cum every time and it's not even funny."
He laughed, "it's hilarious what you complain about."
Olivia smiled, "I am a little proud of myself."
"Why?"
"Are you kidding me? That was the most amazing blowjob I've ever given."
He laughed, "I just wanted to hear you say it."
Olivia pinched him playfully and snuggled closer. "I love you."
"Don't make me say it again," Fitz complained.
"Come on..just one more," Olivia teased.
He sighed, "I love you too."
Olivia smiled, "Was that so hard?"
"Not really, I just hate saying it."
"Well, I love hearing it."
Fitz pulled her hair from her ear and whispered in her ear. "I love you."
She giggled, "the more you say it, the more ready I am for round two."
"Jokes on you because my penis is done for tonight."
"The sex god is outdone by little ole Olivia?"
Fitz sat up, "fine, let's go again."
"I didn't say that," she quickly backtracked.
"That's what I fucking thought," he teased as he laid down and cuddled her again and caressed her stomach.