Olivia woke before Fitz. She had to claw his arms from around her before she left the bed. "Ugh...where are you going?" Fitz grumbled, half asleep, the moment he felt her leave.
"To the bathroom," Olivia said with a smile, "you're welcome to come and watch me relieve myself." He groaned and turned around on his belly. Olivia chuckled and continued to the bathroom.
It was exquisite, just like everywhere else in her apartment and it was still unbelievable to her that her life had changed so drastically in such a short time. It was a luxury she had never imagined but had already grown accustomed to. Marble floor and counters, 24k gold plated door and cabinet handles, and large crystal chandeliers.
Olivia used the toilet and then walked to the vanity in the bathroom and gazed in the mirror at her reflection.
She felt cherished and utterly cared for and when she looked at the bags under her eyes, they seemed minimized, the glow of her skin seemed exaggerated and the luster of her hair did too. Maybe it was in her head, or maybe not but Fitz being around was physically agreeing with her.
She washed her hands and headed back to her bedroom. Fitz was snoring lightly in the bed. She walked over and searched for her phone in the sheets and as she did, Fitz farted loudly in his sleep. It was such a random and normal thing to do that all she could do was laugh, amused.
"Shut up," he mumbled but his voice was playful.
She laughed even louder, "I didn't even say anything," she said then rolled her eyes as she walked out of the room, leaving him half asleep. She walked down to the kitchen. It was just after 6am when she texted Maya who was an early riser too. The house staff wouldn't start until Monday, which was tomorrow. She took some time to acquaint herself with the kitchen, checking in the cabinets and for pots and pans and plates and where to find them while texting with Maya. She had so much food in the kitchen from their late-night grocery store excursion that she didn't know what to eat.
It was a little later before she heard footsteps heading to the kitchen. It was Fitz with matted hair and a grumpy expression.
"You have to stop?" he said.
"Stop what?"
"Why are you up at 6:30 in the morning touching stuff and dropping pots on the ground? I couldn't go back to sleep?"
"You heard that? I'm sorry, I'm a morning person."
Her phone chimed with a text message.
"Who's that?" Fitz asked as he walked closer and stopped behind her then wrapped his arms around her waist.
"My mom," Olivia answered. "We're gonna meet up in a bit."
"Hmm," he mumbled but there was annoyance in his tone.
"What?" Olivia questioned.
"I want you all to myself today," he said as he turned her around so she faced him.
"Oh- why?" Olivia asked, puzzled.
Fitz chuckled, "why do I want to spend the day alone with my girlfriend?"
"I guess I have been a little in demand, haven't I?" Olivia sighed, "I mean I'd love to spend the day with you but my mom wants me to go with her to view a couple of apartments to get my opinion-"
Fitz chuckled dryly, "alright." She felt him back away just slightly before she grabbed him and smiled, "I'll cancel."
Fitz smiled and pressed his lips against hers, kissing her top then bottom lip, and then curling their tongues together. Olivia felt him grip her ass and squeeze roughly.
"Mmmmm…" she moaned lightly into his mouth. Olivia shoved her tiny cotton shorts and underwear down to her knees and broke the kiss. Fitz laughed as he watched Olivia grab onto the counter and brace herself. He was still fully clothed.
"You want it?" Fitz asked, teasing.
Olivia nodded, full of want.
He pressed against her back and pulled his hard cock from his underpants. He wrapped one hand around her waist, tenderly caressing her stomach, and with the other, he held his penis and slid it up and down her moistening folds. Olivia felt shivers run up her back. Then, he sank into her with a deep groan. She felt a stinging smack on her ass as Fitz whispered about how wet she was. Her panties and shorts fell down further. Before he began to thrust he lifted her slightly off the ground with his penis still seated inside her and pulled her leg over his shoulder. When she was open perpendicular to him, hovering over the ground, Fitz finally began thrusting just more than his tip into her. Now that he'd shifted their position, Olivia was half turned to him. Somehow he could always find new things to show her sexually. With just little more than the tip of his fat penis, he was thrusting short, quick strokes against her g-spot with just more than two inches inside her. He angled himself deliberately so the head of his penis was penetrating the rough patch of flesh inside her wall. She began leaking drips of squirt immediately. She could feel it dripping down her legs and on her toes. It was just as quick as it was messy. As soon as she came Fitz pulled out and turned her around. Olivia didn't feel the usual burst of warm sticky fluid fill her and so she knew Fitz didn't come. After a few quick breaths, she asked, "you didn't come?"
"Give me a minute," he said, just before she felt him inside her again, this time he was much deeper than before. Olivia half-turned and pressed her lips against his, kissing him softly as she caressed his cheek. Fitz grabbed her breasts to steady himself and a few strokes later, he came inside her.
Fitz broke the kiss and pulled out slowly, cum began to drip out of her but Olivia locked her legs together to catch it. He kissed the blade of her shoulder slowly up to her neck and stopped at her cheek. Olivia smiled, "is your plan to keep me here and have sex with me all day?"
"Tempting but no, I'm taking you out." Fitz kicked off his underpants and scooped Olivia into his arms then began walking back upstairs.
"Do I have to get all fancy and dressed up?" Olivia asked, blushing.
"Not really, I thought we could start by getting some breakfast, I'm starving."
Olivia nodded, "okay."
Fitz walked her to the bathroom and let her down on the ground.
"Can I go get a blowout before we leave? It'll only take a little over half an hour."
"How about after we eat? I really am hungry."
"Okay, that works!"
They showered together and then brushed their teeth and then went to get dressed. It was almost 8am. Olivia went down to the kitchen to take her prenatal while Fitz googled a place in the area where they could get breakfast. When he came down to the kitchen, Olivia had cleaned up the spot where their underwear and fluids were left and took some fruits from the fridge for them to eat. "Thanks, baby," he said as he kissed her lips softly and began snacking on the sliced strawberries and mangoes. "I found a place not too far away. We can head out when you're ready." He pushed the bowl of fruit towards Olivia. "Oh, I already had some," she said, "and yeah, I'm ready now."
Fitz nodded and quickly finished the rest of his fruit then they headed down to the garage to his car.
As they drove to the restaurant, Olivia called Maya and waited for her to answer. "Livie?"
"Hey mama," Olivia answered, "so, I can't really meet up with you today for the apartment viewing. I'm sorry."
"Why not? Is everything alright?"
"Yeah, everything is okay, it's just that I made plans with you before I knew that Fitz made plans for us."
"Olivia, you can't just cancel plans-"
"Mom, Abby is coming with you, it'll be fine just send me pictures so I can see if it looks like it does on the listing and let me know when you're leaving so I can order you an uber okay?"
"Fine, I'll talk to you later sweetie," Maya said, then hung up.
Olivia chuckled, "that didn't go as bad as I thought."
Fitz shook his head, "So when is your next doctor's appointment?"
"Um...in a couple of weeks. I have to check the date but it has to be around December 15th or something."
"Okay, just let me know when it is because I want to be there."
Olivia nodded with a smile, "I'll definitely let you know." Her mind wandered to this morning. "So why didn't you cum this morning after the first time?"
He laughed, "that first position wasn't for me, it was for you. When I penetrate you like that it's too shallow for me to cum. It feels good but I just need more."
"More of you inside me?"
He nodded, "why are you still thinking about that?"
"It was great sex and I came really fast but we usually cum together so I was just wondering what was different."
"It's a miracle we climax together so much but that's beside the point, I was only about an inch or two inside you...leaving the rest of me unattended."
Olivia chuckled, "I get it, I get it."
Fitz parked up the street from the restaurant and they walked a short distance to the entrance. Olivia wore the Jimmy Choo knee-high boots Fitz bought her for Thanksgiving dinner at his parents' house and the Burberry trench coat and Chanel purse she bought out with Arianna. It was a French restaurant and though they didn't have a reservation, they were seated almost immediately.
"So what else are we doing today?" Olivia asked as they looked through the menus.
He smiled, "if I tell you, you'll give me shit about it."
Fitz watched as she tried to wrap her mind around what it could be. Her hair was in its usually pretty curls that fell past her shoulders. When she straightened it, it almost doubled in length from its curly state.
"Please?" she begged.
"We're going to a basketball game later on and a little party after."
"Oh, that sounds fun, who's playing?"
"Warriors and the Celtics. We have courtside seats."
"Of course we do," Olivia teased. "But you still aren't telling me what we're doing during the day?"
"Just blow your fucking hair out and meet me when you're done," he said laughing, "I'm not telling you."
She couldn't help but laugh as well, "fine but if I'm underdressed or overdressed I'm gonna be really pissed."
"You'll be fine."
Their waitress came over and they ordered then when she left Fitz began again.
"I have to go to Japan for some stuff I have to deal with in a couple days. I have to leave tomorrow night."
Olivia pouted, "for how long?"
"A couple of weeks. I've been pushing back a lot of stuff that I need to take care of before Christmas."
Olivia nodded, "just Japan?"
"Nah, Japan then the Philippines and Italy for a few days then Mexico then I'll be right back here with you."
She smiled, "It's gonna be a long two weeks. I've never had this much sex, I'm gonna miss it."
He laughed, "don't miss it too much, I'll be right back here with you until after the New Year. After that, I'll be pretty busy."
"You'll have to spend Christmas with your mom and dad though."
"Why?"
"You promised your mom," Olivia said.
"I always promise her and I almost never go."
"I'll be working all day on Christmas until 6am the day after. I'd understand if you went."
"I'm not leaving you, if anything my mom will probably fly out here."
Olivia smiled, "maybe we could just have a nice dinner on Christmas eve instead."
"That's definitely a possibility," Fitz agreed.
A short while later their waitress brought over their orders and they began eating. Fitz ordered eggs benedict topped with grilled lobster and caviar. Olivia ordered the same. Fitz also ordered a french toast with whipped cream and berries. They finished with tea and drinks.
After their breakfast, Olivia had Fitz drop her at the salon. After begging him to come with her for about 5 minutes, she relented and left him in the car. She didn't see any guards close by but if they didn't want to be seen she knew she wouldn't find them. It didn't matter though, she felt safe with Fitz.
She was one of the first customers in the salon and was quickly taken care of. After washing and treating then blowing out her hair she got a quick gel manicure before leaving. She was out in just over an hour. Fitz was parked where she left him in the car.
"Did I take a long time?"
He shook his head, "it's not like anything we're doing is time-sensitive."
Olivia nodded and climbed into the passenger seat and locked her seatbelt.
"You look great," Fitz said softly and then leaned over and kissed her lips.
Olivia blushed and bit her lips, "thanks."
Fitz typed something into his GPS and then pulled off moments later. A quick drive later, he parked in an empty spot by a parking meter. Olivia looked around the area before she unlocked her seatbelt. She recognized the area, the hotel they'd spent over a week at was close by. She opened the door and let herself out. After Fitz paid the meter for a few hours, he took her hand in his.
"Are you gonna tell me what we're doing now?"
He sighed, "no."
She smiled, "fine."
They crossed the street together and from the corner of her eyes, she saw Andrey walking up the street towards them. When Andrey caught up to them, Fitz was walking her into a Harry Winston jewelry store. An associate greeted them immediately.
"Welcome to Harry Winston's," an exquisitely dressed man said. He was older and sounded European. "My name is Arter and I'd be pleased to help you."
"Hey Arter," Fitz said, "What I need from you is that you show us some jewelry worth buying."
Olivia looked at Fitz and smiled. Of course, he didn't tell her, she would have foolishly resisted.
"I have some beautiful pieces I think would really suit you. What's your name dear?" Arter asked.
"Olivia," Olivia responded. "This is Fitz," she added, gesturing to Fitz.
"It's lovely to meet you both. Follow me, I have some great pieces for you." Arter took them to a private room with some seating and a coffee table. "I'm going to pull some pieces for you. It would be helpful if you could tell me anything specific about what you had in mind, whether it be price, design, or otherwise."
"Um…" Olivia said but never really answered.
"Just bring us what you have," Fitz said.
Arter nodded and stepped away. A minute later another worker came in, "can I bring you some coffee or water?" she asked.
Olivia watched Fitz shake his head in response. "No thank you, we just ate," she answered. The woman nodded and left.
"Fitz, why are you buying me these things?" Olivia asked playfully.
"Can't I just take you out and buy you stuff," he asked as he leaned back on the sofa.
"Yeah but-"
"-B...b...b..but, but, but," Fitz teased.
Olivia chuckled and kissed him softly then caressed his cheeks. "You are just sooo…" she couldn't finish.
"So what?"
"Perfect….maybe..when you aren't annoying me."
He chuckled mischievously then Arter walked in with a few display cases of Jewelry and the same woman from earlier. He laid out the cases on the table and opened them for Olivia. "I've got a pretty good variety of options for you so just have a look and let me know what you'd like to see."
There were earrings, necklaces, rings, and bracelets.
Olivia looked at the earrings first, specifically the diamond studs. Arter picked up a medium-sized pair. "This is a cushion cut 5 carat, vs1 in the color f which is nearly colorless. The price is $32,000 and it's from the winter collection."
It was a gorgeous rock. Olivia stared for a moment. She couldn't get past the fact that it was $32,000.
"Try it," Fitz said.
Arter cleaned the earring with a few sanitary products and then handed them to Olivia with gloved hands. She slipped them in her ears and then Arter held up a handheld mirror to her.
They were beautiful and sparkled in an almost cartoonish way.
"Stunning," Arter said, "Absolutely stunning."
Olivia couldn't help but grin and Arter laughed, "that's a smile only diamonds could bring."
She turned to Fitz, "do you like these?"
"They're very hot."
She laughed, "you're such a guy."
Arter gave her another pair, in a similar quality but Asscher cut. She tried on a few more pairs of earrings along with a few necklaces and bracelets. She's taken one of each and when Arter took Fitz's card and brought back the receipt for him to sign, it read $81,206.52. Her jaw was on the floor but she said nothing because she was sure it would only annoy Fitz. He didn't seem bothered by it so she tried not to be either.
It also helped that the jewelry was absolutely stunning. It was something you would see on the red carpet on some a-list actress. It reminded her of the diamonds Catherine wore at thanksgiving dinner. After Arter returned the displays and brought her new pieces in jewelry boxes stacked in a shopping bag, they left the store.
"Umm...Fitz, I don't really know what to say?" Olivia said, "thank you feels...inadequate."
"Don't say anything," he said, "Cartier is over there, let's go." He pulled her arms gently, tugging her in his direction. Olivia giggled and followed him. In Cartier, she got a stack of love bracelets studded with diamonds and a ring to match. Fitz bought himself a watch that caught his eye. It was the same in Van Cleef and Arpels. As they left the store, Fitz's cell phone rang. When he pulled it from his pocket and looked at the caller id he laughed.
"It's my money manager," he said, then answered and put the phone on speaker, "Derek, what's up?"
"I'm getting pinged with some charges here. 80k in Harry Winston, 55k in Cartier and $35k in Van Cleef?"
"Yeah, that's me."
"Okay cause I almost had a heart attack. How much are you planning on spending today, just so I can get ahead of you?"
"I don't know- less than half, more than a quarter."
"Okay, that's basically just the return from the stock trade last week. Alrighty."
Fitz hung up.
"You're planning on spending half a million dollars today?" Olivia said.
"Why not? I made good money last week," he said with a smile then pulled her into his arms and kissed her cheek. "Where do you want to go next?"
Olivia looked around at the street lined with high-end stores. She pointed to Hermes. Fitz nodded and they both headed towards the store.
"What do you want?" Fitz asked once they were inside and an associate was heading towards them.
"What can I get?" Olivia asked.
"Anything."
"Hi, welcome to Hermes, my name is Lisa, how may I assist you?"
"Um..Hi, I'm Olivia, I was hoping I could take a look at your wallets."
"Sure, follow me," she said, though she seemed a little less excited than before. Olivia surmised she saw all the high-end jewelry shopping bags and got excited about her potential commission.
The woman took them to a display fixture with a few wallet options to choose from. Olivia chose a pink wallet that cost a little over $3,000.
"Is there anything else you'd like?" the woman asked.
Olivia took a breath, "um..yes, can I see your bags."
"Is there a specific style you wanted to see?" Lisa asked.
"The Birkin."
Fitz smiled and Olivia looked at him, "what?" she asked hesitantly.
"You're so full of shit- I don't know why it took you so long to say that, I knew you didn't give a shit about a wallet."
Olivia smiled, "I actually did need a wallet."
He shrugged as they followed Lisa to the display of bags. Olivia ended up with two Birkin bags, a taupe 30 and a pink 25. She also took a small blue Kelly bag and a few scarves and a pair of Hermes jumping boots. As she waited to check out with Fitz she saw a small Hermes plush horse. Fitz noticed her attention elsewhere and realized she was staring at the toy.
"Do you want to get it for our baby?" he asked.
Olivia turned to him, "no, it's okay."
"You obviously like it, let's get it."
"I don't want to start getting anything so early, just in case anything happens."
"You keep saying but you don't know that anything will."
"I know but it'll be a lot easier to cope with losing a baby if I'm not buying toys and clothes and imagining its tiny little body dressed in them."
"Aren't you already imagining it though, I know I am."
"I am too and I know it's silly I just think doing it this way protects us...emotionally."
Fitz nodded though he didn't agree.
"Your total is $102,705.24," Lisa said with a grinning smile.
"Um..can I have the plush horse over there as well," Olivia said.
Fitz turned to her, surprised.
"It's silly, it's gonna hurt either way so I might as well go all in," she said with a sardonic chuckle.
Fitz caressed her cheek softly, "it'll be fine, stop being such a pessimist."
Olivia nodded and smiled. After check out, they left the store and handed Andrey a handful of bags to take to the car. They continued on to the Chanel store, then to Bottega Venetta then a small women's high-end boutique that caught Olivia's eye.
They returned to their apartment early in the evening, with too many bags to carry. That was when Olivia remembered to check her phone. She'd been neglecting it for most of the day after she'd sent Abby money for their uber to and from their apartment viewing.
Andrey and Fitz carried the bags and dropped them in the large living room which was where all the rest of Olivia and Fitz's clothes were. Nothing had been put away from their hotel.
She texted Maya to ask how her way was and when she didn't immediately get a response, she slipped her phone in her pocket and took the take-out food she'd ordered with Fitz to the kitchen. Fitz followed her shortly after.
"What time's the game again?" Olivia asked.
"It's in a couple of hours, we have time."
He lifted her and sat her on the kitchen counter.
"Thanks, babe," Olivia said as she pulled off her boots and flexed her toes. Fitz opened their Japanese food. It consisted of teriyaki beef platters for both. Fitz hopped on the counter opposite Olivia and began to eat his food.
"I love the jacket you got from Bettega," she said.
"Yeah, it was nice," Fitz responded as he scarfed down his food.
Olivia ate as well, "thanks for today."
He nodded as he continued eating.
They'd showered. Fitz was dressed in a Louis Vuitton monogram leather jacket and black jeans and sneakers. He lounged on the sofa as he waited for Olivia to finish getting dressed. She'd already done her hair and makeup and was walking around in her bra and panties as she tried to pull together an outfit.
Fitz watched her intently as she rummaged through racks and bags of clothes. Finally, though, after watching her ass jiggle as she walked in circles trying to find an outfit, he got up and walked to her across the room.
"I swear I'll only be 5 more minutes," Olivia said before he grabbed her and pulled her against his chest. Olivia smiled coyly and bit her lips. She already felt her heartbeat drop to the fold between her legs in anticipation of what he would do. Fitz pulled her face to him and kissed her glossy lips.
"You look so good," Fitz whispered against her lips. He raised his hand to her lips and slid his middle finger into her mouth to lubricate it. Olivia sucked his finger as Fitz slowly tugged the band of her lace panties and pulled them down to her thighs. He pulled his finger from her lips and brought it down between her legs, slowly and lightly teasing up and down her lower lips. "Hmmm…" Olivia sighed as she bit her lips and grabbed his face for a kiss. Fitz pushed his fingers down between her folds, gently sliding inside where she was wet. He found the rough patch of flesh immediately and stroked it quickly with his finger. Olivia reached back and gripped her fingers in his curls. "Fitz," she mumbled through clenched lips. He wrapped his free hand around her throat and gripped gently as he pulled her face back to him and kissed her hungrily. His penis was rock hard but he was trying hard to ignore it and stay focused. They had plans for the evening and he was already delaying them by pulling her away from getting ready just so he could play with her pussy.
"I'm cuming," Olivia cried softly against his lips.
Fitz smiled and thrust faster. Olivia closed her legs and he moved his hands from her throat and pulled them apart and pushed his fingers deeper. She stiffened in his grip and he felt liquid seep down on his fingers as Olivia came.
He kissed her playfully as he slowly pulled his fingers from her. He licked one finger and let Olivia lick the other. She turned slowly, facing him, and reached down and cupped his bugle. "I want more."
Fitz bit his lips lightly and chuckled, "I want things too but we have to go."
Olivia rolled her eyes and stepped out of her damp underwear. "Fine." She sauntered across the room and pulled a pair of clean underwear from a small bag. "I have to get cleaned up, I'll be really quick."
Fitz nodded and as Olivia walked upstairs to their bathroom, he walked to the kitchen to wash his hands. There was no mess this time, her underwear caught all of the squirt that dripped from her.
A few minutes later Olivia returned, Fitz was back to sitting on the couch. She looked at the crotch of his jeans and his erection was mostly gone now.
"I know what I'm going to wear now," she announced, bursting with energy now. She walked to her rack of clothes and took a pair of black skinny jeans and slipped them on with a top. She wore crocodile knee-high boots and the lush fox fur jacket Fitz bought her earlier while they were out shopping.
She slipped on her new diamond earrings and bracelet and unwrapped her taupe Hermes bag from the box. After she dropped her wallet and all her other necessities in her purse she was ready.
"Okay, I'm finally ready," she said. Fitz stood from the sofa and met her by the door. "You look great, come on, we should make it just in time." Olivia rested her hands on his shoulders and gave him a peck on the lips, "you look so handsome, I'm dying over your jacket." Fitz smiled and pecked her one last time, "Come on."
They finally headed out and made their way down to the cars. Alexander and Vlad were there now after switching shifts with Andrey. They drove them to the stadium. They were seated courtside by attendants.
Olivia looked up and down the rows of courtside seats lined with celebrities and she was assuming other wealthy people.
The game began shortly after the anthem and ended quite dramatically with a tie-breaking play. After the game, a few players stuck around on the court but there was one in particular who walked over to Fitz. She remembered Fitz yelling curses at him quite a few times during the game and was hoping he wasn't there to confront him. The tension eased when she saw him smile and leaned in to give Fitz a half hug, which he returned.
"Fitz!" he said with a chuckle, "finally!" He was taller than Fitz, by about 3 inches.
Fitz laughed, "Olivia, this is Chris, we played ball together in college. Chris, this is Olivia, my girlfriend."
"Hi," Olivia said with a smile.
"Nice to meet you, Olivia," Chris said as he shook Olivia's hand. He turned back to Fitz, "was I on fire or what?"
"You were, you were," Fitz said with a laugh. "except for that brick in the 3rd quarter."
"Hey, fuck you, by the way, this party, later on, it's gonna be good. You already have the info, I just have to go do a couple of these fucking post-game interviews and clean myself up then I'll meet ya'll at the hotel."
Fitz nodded.
"Son of a bitch," Olivia heard another man say from the middle of the court. He was older, must've been the coach. "Fitzgerald?"
Chris chuckled and gave Fitz a knowing look then left. "Later man."
The man walked to Fitz, "what's it been, 9 years-"
Fitz nodded, "about."
The man reached in and gave Fitz a hearty hug, almost like it was coming from a father. "Last I heard from your father you were in Europe."
"Yeah," Fitz said.
"Listen, you know I just took over the Celtics as head coach and if you're still into the game then I have an assistant coaching job with your name on it."
When Fitz didn't immediately answer he reached into his suit pocket and pulled out a card and handed it to Fitz. "Don't answer right away, are you gonna be in the city tomorrow?"
"Yes."
"Come meet me for lunch, we'll catch up and talk about my offer. Let's say 12 at the Boston Grille. I'll have my assistant make the reservations and just call me if anything comes up. I gotta run to the locker room for this interview. The coach turned to Olivia, "it was nice to meet you." he said with a quick handshake then patted Fitz on the shoulder and headed off.
"How do you know him?" Olivia asked.
"My college coach," Fitz said, then he sighed and slipped the card in his pocket, "come on, let's get out of here." Olivia nodded and followed him. She was sure they would have a conversation about what just happened but for now, it didn't seem like Fitz wanted to talk about it. It was a good offer though, assistant coach to the Boston Celtics. It would keep him in the city and it involved basketball which he played for so many years. The prospect of away games was more concerning but she wasn't even sure he wanted to do it.
They went back to the car. "Are you hungry?" Fitz asked.
"A little, I don't want something big though, we had a really late lunch."
"Do you have anywhere in mind?"
"There's this place called Saltie Girl on Dartmouth street, I've always wanted to try it."
"What kind of food is it?"
Olivia thought for a moment, "Barcelona-style seafood tapas and stuff?"
"Sounds good."
Olivia nodded and smiled, "perfect."
Vlad entered the information into the car's GPS and then drove in the direction of the restaurant.
"When's your birthday?" Olivia asked.
"What?"
"I don't know when your birthday is."
"January 3," Fitz answered.
"You're a Capricorn, of course."
Fitz turned to her with a sideways smile, "you're one too, aren't you, January 19th."
Olivia smiled, "See, you know all these things about me that I don't know about you."
"The things you don't know about me are little things."
"Your birthday is not a little thing. What do you like for gifts anyway?"
"Limited edition stuff," Fitz answered. "Clothes, jewelry, art. Anything rare and beautiful."
Olivia smiled, "like me, of course."
He chuckled and wrapped his arms around her waist then pulled her into his lap, "yeah, you could say that." She caressed his cheek and leaned up and kissed him softly. "I really enjoyed today."
"Well, the night isn't over yet…" Fitz said suggestively.
Vlad parked in front of the restaurant and Fitz hopped out then helped Olivia out as well. They had to wait a few minutes before getting a table. When the waiter came over, Fitz ordered oysters and fish tacos while Olivia ordered a burger. She didn't want to eat any more shellfish for the day, especially so early in her pregnancy.
They ate and talked and time seemed to fly. When Chris called Fitz, she didn't realize it was almost midnight. She was exhausted now but still, they headed to the penthouse suite at the W Hotel where a suite full of celebrities, athletes, and their entourage waited.
There was music at the party and some people were dancing but mostly people were huddled in groups talking and drinking. There were a lot of women with huge buts and lips.
When Chris saw them He waved to them from across the room and Fitz headed in his direction with Olivia's hand in his.
"Hey, this is my friend Fitz from Stanford. He used to play ball in college," Chris said, "and this is his girl Olivia."
They all exchanged greetings.
"So what do you do now, Fitz," one of the tall guys asked.
Chris interjected, "you won't like the answer, he's got more money than all five of us combined." He said with a laugh, "it's funny, anyone else who gets injured after playing college ball gains weight and gets a regular job but not him. Five fucking years later, I'm in Europe during the off-season and end up at this hotel in Barcelona only to find out that the guy who owns it is him."
They all shared a laugh.
"That's dope," one of them said.
A man walked over with a bottle of Hennessy and cups. He poured a gush for everyone but when he reached around to Olivia she refused. He shrugged and continued on. Across the room, another man was surrounded by women and was pouring liquor into one of their open mouths.
"The hoes are thirsty tonight," one of the men in their group said.
A bunch of the men laughed. Olivia looked to Fitz to gauge his reaction and was pleased when he didn't laugh at the comment. She was sure he was just mindful that she was there.
She tried to let the comment go but couldn't.
"Why are they hoes?" Olivia asked.
The laughing stopped.
"They travel from game to game, fucking everybody in here," the same guy answered.
"Don't you guys do that too?"
Everyone was quiet now. Fitz let out a guffaw.
"It's different," the man answered.
"Is it?" Olivia retorted.
Another man laughed, "she's right man, we're all hoes."
The group laughed again and the night continued. An hour later, Olivia was acutely aware that she was exhausted and her feet hurt. She tapped Fitz on the shoulder and pointed to the empty spot on the sofa across the room, letting him know she would sit there. Fitz nodded and kissed her lightly on the lips before she walked in that direction.
When Olivia sat down there was a woman beside her, sipping on a drink.
"Hey," she said with a friendly smile.
Olivia returned the smile as she sat, "hi."
"Is that one yours?" she asked.
Olivia thought it was an odd question but nodded anyway. She looked back at Fitz across the room, drinking and laughing with the group.
"He's pretty," she said, "I've never seen him on the court though."
"He isn't an athlete," Olivia said.
"Oh okay," she said. "He's one of their managers or something."
Olivia shook her head then she noticed Fitz heading towards her. He stopped and leaned towards her on the sofa. "Are you tired?" he asked.
Olivia nodded.
"Okay, we can leave."
"We don't have to. You seem to be having fun and I'm alright just sitting here for a while. The music is good."
He shook his head and set down his half-empty drink then pulled her off the couch and wrapped his arms around her. "I don't want you sitting here by yourself." He kissed her lips softly. Olivia reached up and gently stroked his cheek as she deepened the kiss. The woman sitting on the couch close to where they stood took that as her cue to leave.
Olivia tasted liquor on his lips and tongue but it certainly wasn't enough to cause the baby any harm. Fitz stepped back towards the wall and pushed Olivia against the surface as they continued kissing. He reached down and grabbed her ass then broke the kiss. "It's time to go." He said. Olivia nodded in agreement only to feel Fitz lift her over his shoulder. "Chris?" Fitz called from across the room. When Chris turned, Fitz gestured goodbye to a grinning Chris. Olivia gripped her Hermes bag in her hand as she was carried out of the suite, giggling.
Outside of the hotel room, Fitz set her down and she frowned for a moment before she realized he was just switching her position. He scooped her up honeymoon style and continued to the elevators.
In the car on the drive back to their apartment, Olivia fell asleep. She'd woken a few times on the way up to their apartment but she didn't fully register what was going on around her until Fitz laid her on their bed and pulled off her boots then her jacket. He unzipped her jeans and pulled them off then pulled the blanket over her legs.
He pulled off his jacket and tossed it in the armchair across the room then walked to the bathroom. She heard the vanity faucet turn on for a few moments then Fitz returned with a wet face and hands.
"Thought you'd be asleep," he said with a small smile.
"I need you to put me to sleep," Olivia said as she pulled the blankets from her legs. She crawled to the edge of the bed where Fitz was standing. He pulled off his sweater and undershirt in one motion. When he was shirtless Olivia pulled at the buckle of his Hermès belt and opened it, followed by his pants. Once he kicked them off she leaned against his chest and closed her eyes and she felt for his bulge and stroked it slowly over the fabric of his underpants. She looked absolutely lustful and the sight turned Fitz on more than he imagined anything could. He shoved down his underpants and stepped out of them then lifted Olivia against him and carried her to the middle of the large bed. He laid her against the pillows and promptly opened her legs in front of him and leaned between them and hungrily devoured her lips. Olivia reached down and began stroking his cock once again only to feel him snatch her hand away and pin it over her head.
"You're driving me fucking crazy, Olivia," he groaned raspily in between sloppy, wet kisses. He moved one hand down to her breasts and groped them. "Ahh," Olivia cried out in pleasure and tried to pull her hands from his grip again. This time she succeeded and wrapped her fingers in his curls and one hand around his neck. Fitz moved down lower, just under her jawline, kissing and licking her skin until he reached the hem of her shirt. He slowly pulled her shirt and bra off and then squished her breast together, licking and sucking them both. "Oh...that's perfect," Olivia moaned softly. Fitz sucked harder and released her nipple with a pop. Olivia groaned and bit her lips, she was writhing now and the crotch of her panties were damp and uncomfortable. Fitz moved down, enjoying the way his slow, deliberate moves teased her. He licked under her ribs down to her belly button, leaving a trail of saliva in his wake. He kissed over the fabric of her panties and felt her legs reflexively close on his head. He slid his finger under the fabric and ripped it. When her pussy was completely visible to him, her lips were utterly glistening with wetness. He dipped his tongue between her lips and drug it up to her clit and then kissed her. "Ouuuu," Olivia squealed as she arched her back and gripped his hair tighter in her fingers. Fitz doubled back and moved up again, making his touch lighter this time. She felt his tongue and the heat of his breath. He moved his tongue quicker and quicker until her legs trembled around him and she came ferociously. "Baby," she mumbled breathlessly. Fitz leaned back, propped up by his elbows, "come see how fucking good you taste," he entreated calmly. The lower half of his face was glistening wet and his cock pointed in the air, thick and long with just a bit of pre-cum drizzling from his pronounced tip.
Olivia took a breath and leaned up slowly, "I'd rather taste you," she said as she crawled to him.
Fitz chuckled, "why? When you can have both."
Olivia smiled, her cheeks flushed with sex. She kneeled between his legs and licked her juices from his chin up to his lips and kissed him hungrily. Fitz leaned back until he was lying flat on the bed and once his hands were free pressed Olivia tighter against him, grinding his cock against her stomach, and then he smacked her ass.
"Ahhh-" she moaned and bit her lips.
Olivia suddenly moved down to his cock and stuffed it in her mouth. She heard him gasp as she gripped him in both her hands and twisted both in opposite directions. She took him as deep as she could and bobbed her head back and forth until she couldn't control the saliva that drooled from her mouth. Fitz moved his hands to her hair, attempting to control her pace as she massaged her tongue up and down his length. When Olivia looked up at him, she could see the muscles of his hard abs flexing. He was on the brink. Olivia sucked hard and gripped his tighter, working her mouth up and down on him. She felt him stiffen and lean up reflexively to push her head away. She pushed his hands away and seconds later she felt him explode into her. Whatever desire to push her away that Fitz had left him and suddenly he was fucking her mouth frantically emptying everything he had inside him down her throat. He was left panting and spent when Olivia finally let him go. Her eyes were watery and her jaws felt numb when she finally released him from her mouth and laid her head against his muscular stomach.
She didn't care about her watering eyes or tired jaws from working Fitz's huge cock. All she could think about was how good it felt to drink him down until he was dry. She was proud that she could make him tremble with pleasure the way he could to her.
Olivia counted the seconds until his cock filled with blood again. Until she could feel him stuffing and stretching her and until her walls clenched violently on his cock.
It wouldn't take Fitz long to recover. It never usually did but on the other hand, that was the best she'd ever sucked his cock. Olivia smiled to herself at the thought and leaned up to peak at his crotch. Just below the tuft of brown, curly hair was a semi-erect penis.
As a doctor, she knew a man could have multiple orgasms but she also knew it was a bit rare how fast Fitz's refractory period was.
She could feel her already wet hole grow wetter. Fitz sat up and lifted Olivia only to lay her flat on her back. He leaned between her open legs and ran his hands down her breasts. "That was fucking amazing," he said. A grin played on his lips but his tone was serious. He leaned closer and pressed his forehead against hers. "I want your pussy now."
Olivia wrapped her hands around his neck and gently ran her fingers through his hair, "I want your cock." Fitz slowly guided himself into her. She was tight and soaking wet and warmer than him. She was perfect. Olivia gasped only to feel his open lips on her. She stretched to fit him and once he was fully cloaked in her she felt him thrusting slowly but with purpose, sliding in and out of her with friction sweetening every stroke. Olivia hugged him closer to her with her fingers dug into his back. Fitz fucked like a maniac and even though he wasn't thrusting into her like a jackhammer, the result was the same. The feeling of her nerves on overdrive.
Her walls began to swell and she was acutely aware of all the pleasure centers in her body. Her deep-spot, close to her cervix which is where the head of Fitz's penis was focused, and her g-spot, which is where the lower section of his shaft massaged constantly. She slowly felt ejaculation seeping out, her orgasm was close behind.
"I'm….c...cuming," she moaned through choppy breaths, grabbing him tighter.
Fitz leaned up and spun her around on his penis without ever pulling out. Olivia was on all four now with her face planted against the blanket and her ass pointed at Fitz, both her legs were spread out on him. He began thrusting again. The entire shift was so quick. His balls smacked against her clit over and over.
"Oh-oh-" Olivia screamed only to be rendered speechless by Fitz's wet thumb thrusting in her ass. His free hand spanked her ass. "FITZ-" Olivia screamed.
"I'm fucking every hole tonight, Livie," Fitz groaned as he slapped her ass again. Olivia came in rapture, wailing into the sheets, her vagina clenching and pulsing on his cock and her ass did the same on his finger. Fitz came at exactly the same time Olivia did. His balls tightened and his thrust grew in speed until he'd empty into her.
Later, she cuddled against his chest, stroking his hair lightly. Her muscles ached the way she liked after really intensive sex. Fitz was quiet, still, but she knew he was awake. His hand was wrapped around her, holding her close and his light grip around her arm never loosened.
"I love you, Olivia," he said after a while.
Olivia leaned up and smiled, "I love you, Fitz, so so much." Fitz gently held her by the cheek and lifted her up to him and kissed her softly on the lips then ran his hands over her stomach. "We have a baby in there." Olivia smiled widely and kissed him again, "yeah, we do." She leaned her head back against his chest but Fitz shifted their position so he was leaning up slightly and could see her face.
"I'm leaving you for a couple of weeks."
"Don't remind me," Olivia said.
"If anything happens to you or the baby, you have to tell me. If you're in trouble or you need help with anything, I'll come back but you have to let me know."
Olivia nodded, "I will, I promise."
"Okay."
The night faded away after that.
It was almost 10am the next morning when Olivia tapped Fitz's shoulder. He was out cold but woke after a few moments.
"Babe?" she called.
"Hmm?"
"My friend is coming over in a little while," she said, "I just wanted to give you a heads up. Also, the staff will be here in like 20 minutes."
He nodded and then pulled her on the bed. Olivia giggled as she fell on top of him. "Are you finally awake?" she asked.
Fitz nodded and kissed her softly.
"I have breakfast for you downstairs."
"Thanks, I'm very hungry."
Olivia bit her lip, "you have that meeting with the Celtics coach at 12. If you aren't going you should probably call him to cancel."
"I remembered, I just haven't decided if I'm going yet."
"Do you want the job?"
"No."
"Why not? I'm just curious."
Fitz sighed and leaned up, "well, I don't like being told what to do, which I anticipate will be a big problem in the future but that's the most pressing one. Secondly, have you considered that that job would take me away from Boston for about 40 away games and that's just the regular season?"
"Yeah, which is why I'm glad you're not taking it but I wasn't sure if that was the reason you didn't want it."
"Well, it is. I'd also rather not have my face in ESPN on game nights," he said with a chuckle. Olivia understood.
She stood and grabbed his hands, "come on, I made you breakfast. It's still a little warm and we have people coming so you should eat and get dressed."
Fitz stood and yawned then slipped his underpants on and followed Olivia down to the kitchen. It was a wholesome breakfast, eggs, bacon, pancakes, and fruit. Fitz was surprised.
"Thanks a lot but you didn't have to do this," he said as he pulled a bar stool out at the kitchen island.
"I know but I wanted to."
Fitz tasted a bit of his eggs. "Mmm, it's good."
Olivia smiled.
"Who taught you how to cook?"
"My mom. She says that every woman should know how to cook for when they have a husband."
Fitz chuckled, "so she didn't teach you how to cook for yourself, she taught you how to cook for a man?"
"Essentially," Olivia said.
"If we have a daughter, I don't want her giving her any advice, son too honestly."
Olivia smiled, "she's changed."
"Not enough," Fitz said. "This is great though," he said as he stuffed pancakes into his mouth. Olivia leaned between his legs by the bar stool. "What are you gonna do with your friend?"
"She's gonna help me to organize my closet."
"Isn't that what staff is for?"
Olivia laughed, "I wanted to do that part and please Fitz when they get here be nice to them."
Fitz nodded and kissed her shoulder. "I don't want you carrying that stuff upstairs. I'll bring it up when I'm done eating."
"Thank you."
"Did your mom find a place?"
"Yeah, they really liked the second place they saw so they're gonna take that one. My mom isn't happy that it's so close to my old apartment but I think that's the only thing she doesn't like about it."
Fitz ate more eggs and nodded. Olivia sat with him as he finished his breakfast then drank some juice and began carrying her shopping bags of clothes and purses and shoes upstairs. When he finished, he headed to the bathroom to bathe. That was when the staff arrived, the chef and housekeeper, at the same time.
"Good morning," Olivia said as she let them both in. "is really nice to see you."
"Good morning," Simone the chef, and Anna the housekeeper said in unison.
"Should I just give you two a minute to maybe wash her hands- and I can also take your jackets?" Olivia said.
They both nodded and handed Olivia their jackets. She hung them in the closet by the door. "so, when you guys come by tomorrow you can just hang them right in here." They both nodded.
After they removed their shoes Olivia walked them to the half bathroom by the den to wash their hands and then brought them to the kitchen.
"So, let me just introduce myself again. I'm Olivia, obviously, my boyfriend Fitz is upstairs. We honestly won't be here that much, he travels a lot for work, and I work at Mass Gen as a surgery resident so there will be days where you won't see me at all. I'm not very fussy and I honestly don't know where to start."
"Why don't we start with a tour?" Anna suggested.
"That's perfect," Olivia said.
She gave them a walkthrough of the apartment except for their bedroom where Fitz was getting ready and then she finished in the kitchen.
"So, that's pretty much it- oh, by the way, you can eat anything in here, totally make yourself at home-"
Olivia's phone chimed and her doorbell rang.
"-Oh that's my friend- one sec," Olivia said then jogged to the door to let Abby in.
"Girl- I can't believe you live here," she gushed before she even stepped inside Olivia's apartment.
"Come in," Olivia said as she pulled Abby inside and closed the door.
"No seriously Olivia," Abby said as she looked around.
"Fitz is still here but he's leaving soon and the housekeeper and chef just came so I'm trying to get them started."
"Holy shit, who are you?" Abby shook her head.
"Give me one second, I'll be right back then we'll go upstairs." Olivia went back to the kitchen and a few minutes later she returned to Abby. "Let's go upstairs. I want to get this done before I have to go back to work tomorrow."
Abby nodded and followed Olivia up the stairs. There were two entrances to her closet, one in her bedroom and one in the hall. She entered through the hall. Olivia turned on the lights by the entrance. Abby looked around her large walk-in closet. There were two adjacent sides, she guessed it was his and hers closet. There was a wall with a shoe shelf and rods lining another for clothes. There were some display glass cases for bags and another section for jewelry. There was an island in the center of the closet with drawers attached. She also noticed all the high-end shopping bags and boxes on the floor.
"I'm so jealous- I swear to god. Did you just get these?"
"Fitz took me shopping yesterday."
"Oh so that's why you ditched us," Abby said playfully.
Olivia blushed, "it was such a perfect day. I'm glad I ditched you guys."
"What did you do?"
"We went to this amazing french restaurant for breakfast and then he took me to Back Bay East to shop. We spent most of the day there and then we ordered take-out and ate it at home, showered, and then went to the Celtics game last night. There was a party that some of the players threw afterward and we went to that." Olivia paused, "oh- that restaurant you went to, Saltie girl, is so good."
Abby chuckled, "yeah, I'd have ditched us too for sure."
Olivia smiled and reached into the Hermes bag at her feet and pulled out a small orange wrapped up box and handed it to Abby.
"For me?" Abby asked.
Olivia nodded.
She undid the bow tied around the box and opened it to find a silk Hermes scarf.
"Oh thank Olivia, I've always wanted one of these," she said with a bright smile.
"You're welcome," Olivia returned.
She began to pull her shoes from the bags and boxes first and assorted them on the shelf. Abby helped.
"Livie?" Fitz called.
"In here," Olivia answered.
Fitz walked in moments later. He was wearing a fitted black cashmere sweater, Hermes belt, and black pants.
"Fitz, do you remember Abby?" Olivia said.
"Of course," Fitz said with a smile, "nice to see you again."
"Nice to see you too," Abby returned.
Olivia walked to him.
"I shouldn't be long," he said then kissed her softly on the lips then he pecked her neck just to hear her laugh. "Bye," Olivia said laughing. Fitz nodded and headed out.
Abby waited until she could hear Fitz anymore.
"You are so in love," she said. "Look at you, you're blushing and glowing and like very obviously happy."
"I am," Olivia said.
They continued to unpack and organize in her closet until they were finished. Anna checked in periodically while she got acquainted with the apartment and Simone went out grocery shopping to get ingredients for food she would prepare for Olivia. Her day would be shorter than Anna's. Her entire job involved keeping up the kitchen and preparing meals mostly for Olivia to eat at home and to bring to work.
Afterward, Olivia treated Abby to lunch and returned to her apartment alone because Abby went to her hotel to prepare for her shift. Fitz was back but she knew this because he'd texted her. She let Anna and Simone go for the day with instructions on how to get the key from the front desk in the morning to begin their official first day. Simone had prepared dinner for them both before she left.
"What time are you leaving?" Olivia asked.
She found him lounging on the sofa in their bedroom on his MacBook pro.
"Around 9," he said.
"How did it go?"
"It went well, he offered to let me stay in Boston and not leave for away games."
"That's awesome."
"Ehh, I told him I'd think about it but even if I agreed it would be next season."
"That's fair."
Olivia plopped down beside him.
"What are you doing?" Olivia asked.
"I have a lot of shit I have to take care of." He rubbed his temple then continued typing.
Olivia could see he was in his emails. "Okay, I'll leave you alone."
"No," Fitz said, "you aren't disturbing me at all."
Olivia nodded and snuggled closer beside him. She dozed off at some point and when she woke Fitz was in the same spot, still working.
"What time is it?" she asked groggily.
"A little after 6," he said, then closed his laptop. "I'm all yours now."
Olivia smiled, "can we play my favorite game?"
"What game is that?"
"It's called 'the man I love fucks me senseless then cuddles me after, it's very popular with the girls these days."
Fitz chortled and pulled her on top of him, ready to give her whatever she wanted, however, she wanted it.
A/N - I love a lovey-dovey Olitz. Thoughts?