The next morning, she woke up early for work, she was hot and bothered by her dream of Fitz and she needed a cold shower to calm herself. "Abby get up, I'm leaving for work."

Abby sat up slowly.

"Hey Liv, what time did we go to sleep last night?" she asked lazily.

"Like 3 in the morning," Olivia replied.

Abby chuckled.

"That explains why my eyes feel like they're on fire. I think I'm gonna come volunteer at the office today, I'll be your assistant for the day, Abby laughed.

"Only if you promise to behave yourself."

"I promise," Abby swore.

"I have to leave now so just meet me at the office, when you're ready."

She was glad Abby would be at the office, it would be a good distraction from Fitz and she knew she was going to need it, if she planned on getting through the day in one piece.

When she got to the campaign headquarters, he wasn't there. She closed the door in her office while she worked on some documents.

Around 11am, Abby arrived and then Olivia had her helping out around the office. They were both walking around, instructing the interns and volunteers when Fitz walked in. Abby pinched her side.

"Ouch Abby."

"You didn't lie. He's fucking gorgeous. How old is he? like 44? That's the perfect silver fox age."

"He's my boss, what did you want me to say and you saw him last night, you just figured that out," Olivia said as she rolled her eyes.

Abby chuckled.

"You like him," she teased.

"Quit it Abby, it's not funny," she snapped.

"Fine, fine whatever you say but I have no problem admitting I would ride his face until I was numb," Abby mocked.

"He's married," Olivia scolded as if she didn't have the same urges.

"He's a public figure so he's fair game," Abby countered.

Olivia ignored her.

Everyone worked diligently. Olivia had managed to avoid Fitz since he walked in the office until she heard him yell at Cyrus from across the room.

"I don't want him here, was that not clear to you," he screamed so loud, everyone turned and looked at him.

"Abby please wait here, I'll be right back."

Olivia ran over to them.

"What's going on?" she asked.

"Fitz' father senator Grant is here and Fitz won't even see him. You have to let him stay Fitz, he'll only help your numbers. Tell him Olivia."

"I thought the governor said he didn't want him here to begin with," Olivia asked

"Yea but the rednecks love him and he's already here, he can't send him away."

Olivia sighed.

"Cyrus is right, it would look really bad if you just sent him away, why don't you just try and talk to him, I know he's your dad and you and him have your own stuff goin on but I can't imagine why he would come all this way if he didn't really want to help," she said softly.

Fitz pinched the bridge of his nose."Fine," he clipped.

"Great," Cyrus said gladly and went to get big Gerry.

Within the blink of an eye, Cyrus was back. With him was a man roughly the same height as Fitz, his hair was white and he wasn't as lean as Fitz.

They walked up to both Fitz and Olivia. Big Gerry starred Olivia up and down and then smiled.

"You must be the woman I've been hearing so much about. They told me you were smart but they didn't tell me you were so beautiful, although I don't think they would have done you justice," Big Gerry held onto her hand and gave it a kiss that lingered too long. "Absolutely stunning," he gushed.

"Thank you senator Grant, it's lovely to meet you but keep complimenting me like that and I might get a big head and fall right over," she chuckled.

Gerry smiled at her, completely ignoring Fitz's burning gaze directed at him.

Gerry turned to Fitz."Son," he said flatly.

"Get out," Fitz said, then stormed off.

"He doesn't mean that," Cyrus said.

"Yes he does," Gerry said with a chuckle, "but I'm already here."

A month had passed since Gerry joined the campaign. The change in Fitz was stark. He snapped at everyone except Olivia and because of that every time Cyrus and Mellie or anyone; for that matter, needed something from him or wanted him to listen, they sent Olivia to talk to him. She never spoke with Fitz about the kiss, they both acted like it never happened. Since Big Gerry joined the campaign his poll numbers had gotten the boost they had hoped to gain and he was back to his position before the scandal. The more he won, the less happy he was about it. All while he and his father constantly yelled and fought.

One afternoon, Harrison paid Olivia a surprise visit with the intention of treating her to lunch.

"Hey Liv!" Harrison called from across the office.

She heard the voice and instantly a smile spread across her face.

"Harry, I can't believe you're here," they embraced each other for a long time.

"You've been off probation for months and you just came to visit me," she slapped his arm and Harrison laughed his goofy boyish laugh.

"I'm here to take you to lunch, let's go," Harrison commanded.

Olivia opened her eyes wide.

"Well I'm starving. Let me just go tell the team I'm going for lunch and get my purse. I'll be right back,"she smiled.

Fitz had been watching her and Harrison from across the room.

She went to her office and grabbed her white Chloe blazer and her Saint Laurent purse. When she went back to the general office area and looked around, she couldn't find Cyrus and Mellie, just Fitz.

"Hey Governor, I'm gonna run to lunch, if you see Cyrus can you just tell him. I can't reach him."

"You're going to lunch? Do you mind if I join you?" Fitz asked but it wasn't really a question. He wasn't letting her go to lunch with that man by herself.

"I don't think that's a good idea, people will recognize you."

Fitz grabbed his jacket and a pair of sunglasses.

"No they won't. Plus it's either grab lunch with you and your friend over there or stay here and argue with my father, it's not really a hard choice," he smiled and headed in the direction of the exit where Harrison waited.

She shook her head and rolled her eyes. He was ridiculous at times.

She walked behind him towards Harrison.

"Harrison, this is governor Grant, he'll be joining us for lunch."

"Hi governor," Harrison smiled politely.

"Hello Harrison."

"So Liv, where are we gonna eat?" Harrison asked.

"Uhm, I don't know Harrison, this is your city, you pick something," she said cheekily.

"Okay, there is this Mexican place not too far away."

"Nachos hold the key to my heart. Let's go," she giggled.

They walked a few blocks to the restaurant, ordered the food and found a booth.

"So Harrison, where did you and Olivia meet?" Fitz asked.

Harrison chuckled.

"We met at Georgetown. The first day, she's really bad at directions, so she couldn't find the class. She was walking the corridors, confused as hell."

Olivia rolled her eyes and ate one of her chips.

"She's really short so of course I had to look down to see her."

"That was low," Olivia chuckled.

"We've been great friends ever since," Harrison smiled goofily.

"Yea she tried to make a dramatic exit the first day she came on the campaign but couldn't actually find the exit." Fitz added with a smile.

Harrison cackled.

"You guys are teaming up on me, how is this happening right now," she whined playfully.

"Oh please Liv, don't let me start sharing stories from law school."

"No Harrison," she begged.

"I wanna hear these stories," Fitz told Harrison.

Olivia was about to protest but Harrison cut her off.

"So one night, we went out to this club, me, Liv and Abby, our other friend. Olivia has a really low alcohol tolerance so every time we brought her out she was the first to get drunk."

"No I wasn't," she countered.

"Please you're what? 5'3" and 100 lbs, you get a couple of shots in her, she's drunk."

Fitz laughed and Olivia rolled her eyes.

"So we're out having a great time, Liv is the first to get drunk then Abby next, I was being responsible that night so I didn't drink. There was this one guy that was all over Liv, I mean just wouldn't let her go, really handsy, she's drunk and annoyed so she punches this guy in the face, breaks his nose, Abby pours a glass of vodka all over him and they bolt and leave me there."

Fitz laughed loudly.

"I ran out behind them. Liv's in the middle of the street dancing and Abby's half asleep on someone's car. The guy and his friends come out of the club looking for Liv and Abby, they're both drunk so they don't care. I had to carry them both inside of this Walgreens to hide them all the while there yelling at me and singing and dancing. They're opening snacks in the pharmacy and eating them. One of the workers found us, they bolted and left me there. The manager of the pharmacy threatened to call the cops if I didn't pay for the snacks they took. I finally manage to get out of the pharmacy and guess what?"

"What?" Fitz asked excitedly.

"I get out and they are outside throwing down with these guys, just one big fight. One guy had Liv up in the air like a helicopter and another guy had Abby locked up in his arms."

They all laughed and began eating.

"I don't remember any of this by the way so this could all be false," Olivia interjected.

"Of course you don't but I do because I was the one who broke up the fight, carried you guys home and held your hair back as you puked."

"Thank you Harrison for telling that very fun story to my boss, how will I ever return the favor," she said sarcastically.

"Funniest thing I've heard in awhile," Fitz noted.

Olivia's phone rang, it was Cyrus.

"Cy?" she answered.

"Liv, do you know where Fitz is? I can't find him."

"Uhm, no I don't know where the governor is but I'm actually at lunch right now so I'll call you when I get back," she said quickly and hung up.

Olivia sighed. "Well that was Cyrus and he's looking for you so we should probably head back and bring the food."

"What Liv? No come on, I'm finally seeing you after 3 hard months of jail, I wanna tell you how much it sucked," Harrison complained.

"Harrison? What's with you and Abby, you guys just blurt out anything in front of my boss, it's a little disconcerting."

"Live and learn Liv, plus he's cool. Now governor, do you want to hear about my brush with the justice system."

"I would love to hear it," Fitz chuckled.

"After I graduated from Georgetown, I found myself in a shit ton of student debt. We weren't all as lucky as Liv to have been scouted and had a job waiting for us after we graduated, could we?"

Harrison looked at Olivia and fluttered his eyelashes playfully.

"Land your plane Harry," Olivia scolded.

Fitz chuckled.

"So I met this beautiful girl, was she bad news? Yeah, but I didn't care. She introduced me to insider trading and after a great run, we got caught."

"Don't sound so nostalgic Harrison," Olivia said flatly and ate more of her nachos.

"I was high on life back then Liv, it was fun. Anyways the girl, Adnan got deported and I was supposed to spend 8 years in prison."

"But earlier you said 3 months?" Fitz asked, perplexed.

"That's what I was going to get until Liv stepped in. She defended me pro bono and they gave me 3 months and probation."

"That's amazing," Fitz marveled.

"I should have charged you for it, you criminal," she joked.

Harrison smiled, he got up and hugged Olivia tightly.

"Too late." he turned to Fitz, "You should've seen her in the courtroom. I'll never forget it. She had everyone eating out of the palm of her little hand. It was amazing to watch, especially when it's your ass on the line."

Olivia rolled her eyes and smiled only to have Cyrus call her again.

"Okay I think we definitely have to leave now, before Cy sends a hunting party for us." she chuckled.

The next day they celebrated at dinner the night after Fitz won 4 more states in the primaries. As usual Fitz was in a foul mood, Big Gerry was charming everyone at the table and Olivia was just trying to endure it until it was over.

Big Gerry was telling them a story about Fitz when he was younger and kept asking Fitz if he remembered, which seemed to be annoying Fitz.

"Fitz, don't you remember at your 10th birthday, the massive party we threw for you. You had so much fun. He was running around, all the little girls were chasing after him, he takes after his charm after his father you know but he has his mother's good looks."

Fitz was quiet for a while and then he began.

"I don't remember that because it never happened. You didn't throw me a party, you told me we were going to spend the day together. I remember standing outside your door as you banged that barely legal hooker while your wife was dying. What I can't remember though, is her name, it was something ironic, it'll come to me."

You could hear a pin drop in the room.

"Uhm what was it? Hope? No, no, I remember, it was chastity. Can you imagine, you picked a hooker named Chastity to cheat on your wife with," he chuckled humorlessly.

Fitz gave his father a look of contempt and then got up from his seat and left the dinner.

Mellie excused herself and then one by one so did everyone else to escape the awkwardness.

Olivia went back to her hotel room, the constant fighting between Fitz and Gerry was beginning to affect her. In an attempt to relieve the stress she decided to head to the hotel gym for a workout.

She changed into a lululemon skinny leggings and a matching sports bra, she put on her Nike workout sneakers and a sweater and headed to the gym.

She wore headphones, listening to Outkast as she walked absently into the gym and headed towards the boxing heavy bag. She took her sweater off and put boxing gloves on and started punching.

She danced and sang as she did sets until she was drenched in sweat. She got thirsty and took her headphones off to grab some water from the refrigerator in the gym.

As she stood in front of the fridge and drank her water, she heard someone clear their throat very loudly and whipped her head around, she thought she was alone.

It was Fitz, he was sitting by the bench press shirtless.

"Have you been here this entire time?" she asked.

"Yes and before you came here too," he said with a chuckle.

He was more than happy to watch her when she was unsuspecting. She had an amazing body that curved and dipped in just the right places. After watching her workout, he knew why she had the perfect ass she did but what he couldn't believe was how large her breasts were. For her petite figure, they were disproportionate and utterly mouthwatering and in a sports bra he could see them perfectly in a way that he hadn't before when she wore professional clothing. He hated sitting and gawking at her but he had to take her in and after staring for some time he was finally ready to engage.

Olivia gazed everywhere except where she really wanted to turn her attention, his body. Eventually she gave in and rested her eyes on him. He was very fit without being bulky. Still, he was a large man. His abs were perfectly defined and muscular. She took one look and blush so deeply that she had to hide her face. She walked quickly back over to her punching bag in an attempt to avoid him.

"I think maybe I should go," she said quickly.

Fitz stood and walked over and stopped dangerously close to her.. He had his shirt in his hands.

"Do I make you nervous Olivia?"

She pouted, "Why would you think that?"

"Well you're blushing right now," he said with a smirk.

Olivia fidgeted, "no, I'm not. I'm just flushed from working out."

He smiled and she rolled her eyes in response."I'm gonna go."

Fitz chuckled, he threw his shirt on and grabbed a pair of boxing mitts.

"Olivia, are you always this wound up? Come on, I can see you're a pretty good boxer so come and spar with me."

"That's probably not the best idea."

"Is it illegal?"

"Uhm no."

"Okay then, get your gloves on and show me what you've got."

Against her better judgment, she decided to stay and spar with him. She put her gloves on and began to throw quick jabs to his boxing mitts.

"So, how did you learn to box?" he asked.

"I'm really small, I had to learn how to defend myself, my father made me learn."

"So this is how you managed to break that guy's nose with one blow," he teased.

She stopped and took a breath.

"I hate that Harrison told you that story."

"You have to admit it is funny."

She chuckled."It's a little funny, yeah," She admitted.

She did a swift combination of hits and Fitz was impressed.

"Good job Livie."

She chuckled.

"Okay, let's see what you've got, grab a pair of gloves and I'll get mitts," she offered.

When Fitz had his gloves on and she had her mitts, they began. Fitz threw quick soft jabs and after a while Olivia stopped him.

"I'm not a invalid, don't pull your punches, I can take it," she told him.

Fitz took his gloves off.

"You can take it huh?"

"You'd be surprised at what I can take."

They had long since left the topic of boxing and dove into the realm of sexual innuendos.

He stepped closer to her, so close she could feel his breath on her skin. She began breathing unevenly, unable to control her physical reaction from being so close to him.

He kissed her. Softly at first, then deeper, letting their tongue duel intensely. She could feel his hands holding on to her bare waist tightly and the sensation made her thighs ache.

She reached up and let her hands hover over his torso, feeling his rock hard abs under her fingers.

He broke the kiss and she shuddered, weak at the knees and leaning into him. She opened her eyes to meet his icy blue eyes piercing down at her.

When her breathing calmed and her senses came back to her, she realized what happened.

"Oh my god, we did that again. I'm supposed to be a logical person and this is not logical," She said in a panic.

"Livie, calm down," Fitz was still very calm and in bliss from the kiss.

"No, that can't happen again. Don't kiss me again."

She grabbed her sweater and hurried out of the gym.

Fitz turned around to watch her leave, her body was perfect and he wanted to take it in one last time. At that point he knew he had strong feelings for her but he wasn't sure he wanted to admit to himself exactly how strong they were.

A week later, they were in South Carolina. Fitz was still at the top of the polls but needed to gain ground with women to be competitive with the democratic nominee. They sat on the campaign bus trying to brainstorm ways to improve their numbers with women.

"We need to take Sally down, I have some dirt on her, just let me leak it " Cyrus pleaded.

"I don't want to run a dirty campaign Cyrus after what you pulled with Gerry, you don't get to make executive decisions anymore. I want to do this fair and square and if I lose, then that's fine," Fitz insisted.

"No that's not fine," Mellie interjected.

"I'm sorry about Gerry but after your little trip down memory lane at dinner last week, he's gone so I think taking down Sally is the safe way to go," Cyrus countered.

"It's not a race, if I'm not running against anyone, Sally is the only candidate left in this race with me," Fitz snapped.

"Cyrus, Sally found God, once you find God no one cares what you did before that. It won't work, the news will cover it for a couple days, she'll come out and either deny it or say it was the devil and her poll numbers will magically rise. They 've been waiting a long time for a woman in the whitehouse. A rumor isn't going to stop them from voting for her," Olivia argued.

"So what do you suggest?" Cyrus asked.

"Get her on the ticket, convince her that being on the Grant ticket is the best way to secure a spot in the white house and tell her that when she wants to run for president after you serve your terms, you'll back her fully as president."

"Sally hates me. She thinks I'm ungodly, you think that'll work," Fitz asked, he was pleased that she said 'terms' suggesting she thought he had enough win, not once but twice.

"Sally is ambitious, you are only a few states away from securing the number of delegates for the nomination, it'll take a miracle for her to gain that many delegates in the next couple of months before the republican convention. If you give her an out, she'll take it and she'll bring millions of women with her."

"Okay, I'll talk to Billy Chambers," Cyrus suggested.

"No Cy, I'll talk to Billy, he likes me, he despises you," She chuckled.

"You're right about that." Cyrus laughed.

Fitz's side eye didn't go unnoticed by Olivia.

"In the meantime Mellie. We can schedule a few press events where you talk about issues important to women, issues important to you, don't get too political, keep it simple, personal and heartfelt," Olivia added.

"Will do Liv," Mellie agreed happily, any opportunity to get on the camera and talk about herself was all Mellie wanted.

"Okay Liv, when are you going to talk to Billy," Cyrus asked.

"He asked me out a few weeks ago, I'll call him and take him up on his offer and then drop the news on him at dinner."

"Despicable. I love it," Cyrus grabbed her and kissed her cheek and laughed.

Fitz rolled his eyes at the kiss and got up and made his way back to his seat.

She was glad Fitz was annoyed by her going out with Billy. She loved being petty with him. She had been throwing snide comments back and forth with him all week and no one seemed to notice their little pseudo-feud.

They had a small campaign event at a local school. Olivia stood by as Mellie gave her speech on losing her pregnancy and felt utterly destroyed by it. She felt ashamed for having the feelings she did about Fitz. All while he ignored his wife who had suffered a devastating miscarriage.

Fitz won the South Carolina caucus later that night. They took the jet back to D.C., everyone except Mellie came back, she had press events to attend. Olivia avoided Fitz entirely and when they did interact, she was short with him. Fitz realized her attitude changed but he decided not to confront her about it.

The next morning in D.C she called Billy and told him she would take him up on his offer. They made plans to go to dinner later in the night.

For the entire day, much like the day before, she avoided him and when she did have to talk to him, her questions and answers were short.

Fitz tried his best to stay away from her all day. Everytime he tried to speak to her, she was rude and snarky or tried to be overly professional and he was beginning to get irritated by her behavior.

That night after work, she went back to her hotel room and got ready for her date with Billy.

She showered, did her makeup exquisitely and curled her hair into long loose curls. She didn't care about the date but figured it wouldn't hurt her ego to have Billy fawn over her all night. She didn't have a lot of date night clothing except for two cocktail dresses she kept handy. She wore a plain white fitted dress that was slanted off the shoulder dress and stopped just above the knee. She wore it with a pair of Christian Louboutin nude pumps that she kept handy throughout the campaign.

Dinner with Billy went just as planned, she let him fawn over her for about a half hour and then dropped the bomb on him. He pretended to be outraged but she knew he was seriously considering it. She was back at the hotel in less than 90 minutes and she expected a call from the Langston campaign within the next two weeks.

When she got to the hotel lobby, she stopped by the front desk to order room service and then made her way to the elevator. She pressed the button and waited.

The elevator was taking longer than usual, so she fidgeted around until she recognized the smell of a familiar cologne.

She rolled her eyes because she knew exactly who it was. She turned around and he was a few feet next to her. He was wearing khaki chinos and his navy t-shirt.

She turned back around without acknowledging him and then the elevator doors opened.

They both stepped in and Olivia pressed their floor button, it had suddenly become annoying that she, Cyrus, Fitz and Mellie were always booked on the same floor. She could feel him staring at her.

"How did your date with Billy go," he said, teasing.

"I'm on personal time right now so I'm not answering any of your work related questions. You can ask me again tomorrow during office hours when you're paying me to talk to you," she said with a spiteful smirk.

"Okay, you're really annoying me," Fitz said angrily. "What's your problem? You told me not to kiss you again, I haven't. Now what is it?"

"My problem is that your wife just lost her baby and instead of being with her you've been hitting on me and kissing me and -"

He laughed, amused and shook his head.

"You're a pig," Olivia spat.

"Are you done insulting me?" he asked flatly.

"What?"

"I'm asking if you're done?" he asked again.

The elevator doors opened but Fitz closed them and pressed the stop button.

"Open the doors."

Fitz sighed.

Olivia stepped forward and tried to pull his hand away from the button, "open the fucking door and let me out. I don't want to be anywhere near you," she said angrily.

"Are you done?"

She huffed, "I swear if you don't let me out I'm gonnna fucking lose it."

"So lose it," Fitz entreated.

Olivia pulled in an angry, shaky breath and folded her arms and refused to speak.

He took that as his sign to continue.

"Mellie lied."

"You expect me to believe that?" she asked with a chuckle, "do you think I'm a fucking idiot?"

"I have no reason to lie. You said it yourself, Mellie and I look like we haven't been together since we conceived Karen and you were right. I haven't had sex with Mellie in since we conceived our daughter, so if she was pregnant, it wasn't me."

Olivia didn't mean to gasp but she did, how can he go 7 years without having sex with his wife and why would Mellie lie.

"Why would Mellie lie?" She sounded more accusatory than she intended.

"You told her to rally women to her side, so she did. If I had known I would have stopped her from saying it but I was just as shocked as everyone else," he chuckled.

"How are you taking this so well?" she asked, perplexed.

"I know my wife, it's not like I can go to the press and tell them she was lying, they'd eat her alive and then they'd eat me alive right after."

"And now she's on a press tour," Olivia chuckled humorlessly.

Fitz pushed the stop button back into place and opened the doors, they both stepped out and walked.

"Fuck. I'm sorry I just thought-"

"Thought that I was the sleazy husband who knocks his wife up and then cheats on her with younger, more beautiful women."

Fitz stopped when they were in front of Olivia's room door.

"Well, am I wrong?" she asked.

"Well let's see." He paused. "I didn't knock her up, not since 7 years ago. I haven't cheated on her unless you count me kissing you, twice. The pig part I think I've got down pat though."

She chuckled.

"Don't get me wrong, I know it's not right; my gaze lingering on you, kissing you, thinking about you constantly but I can't fucking stop and believe me I have tried."

Their eyes locked for a moment before Olivia turned around and opened her room door.

"Goodnight Livie."

Fitz was about to turn and walk away but Olivia grabbed him by the waist and pulled him in her room.

Fitz was completely taken off guard but he quickly regained his wits and swung her around and pushed her up against the wall.

"Kiss…me," she panted.

He cupped her face with both hands and kissed her slowly and sensually but with a restrained fierceness. She held onto him as if he was the only steady thing in a swaying world. He made her dizzy, every time she breathed his smell in, she felt herself being more and more consumed by him.

When Fitz broke the kiss, she whimpered in objection.

He turned her around and held her against the wall then swept her curly black hair from her back. He pressed his groin against her ass and kissed down the crook of her neck as he unzipped the back of her dress and let it open down her back.

She felt his erection press against her ass and suddenly she couldn't contain herself.

The room was dim, with only the night light providing a glow.

He slowly pulled her dress down her body and let it drop, pooled around her feet. He unhooked her bra and pulled it off her shoulders.

Olivia shuddered at the contact as he inched closer and closer to her most sensitive parts.

He ran his hands up her body slowly, committing to memory the feeling of her soft skin and curves under his hands. He reached up and grabbed her breast from behind and she let out a loud breathy gasp. He ran his fingers up the flesh of her breast until he felt her nipples stiff underneath them. Her breasts were large and filled his hands, much too large for her small stature. He pulled her closer to his body as he caressed her breasts and smelled the sweet scent that lingers off her skin.

Olivia squeezed her legs together. He was driving her mad with want. He was so deliberate and sensual with his touch. Even with his erection pressed behind her, he was the picture of patience and control. She'd never been more turned on.

She was soaking wet in a matter of moments and she was ravenous for him but she tried not to get ahead of herself

She loved feeling him fondle her breasts and as she enjoyed the sensation, he moved one hand in between her legs. She began to lose her breath.

He traced over the crotch of panties with his middle finger and Olivia clutched her thighs tighter together. Her head was tilted toward him and she felt him suck her lips between his in a slow kiss as he continued to tease her clit.

"I'm gonna go inside you," Fitz whispered against her lips. "Do you want that?"

"-Yes," she mumbled, nodding and panting, "Do whatever you fucking want to me."

He kissed her again as pushed the crotch of her panties to the side then moved his fingers down the smooth, bare skin to her wet folds until he found her center and slid two fingers inside her. She opened her mouth against his, breathing heavily. She was soaking wet and tight around just his two fingers. He moved them in and out and Olivia bit his lips in response. He pressed his free hand against her throat and dug his fingers deeper into her.

That was enough to force a moan from her lips. She was on the cusp of begging him to fuck her. She arched her ass against him and braced herself against the wall, pressed her palms against it to gain some balance.

His cock was begging to be free and he took a deep breath to bite back his urge as he thrust his finger in and out of her hole once again. She shuddered against him and he began to thrust his fingers harder.

"Ahhhh-" she groaned as her body quaked against him.

She was quickly trying to fend off an orgasm when suddenly he removed his fingers and whipped her around so she faced him. He grabbed her face and drove his tongue into her mouth as he grabbed her ass with his wet fingers.

She was breathless and almost dizzy from the sudden cessation of pleasure.

He lifted her out of her dress and wrapped her legs around his waist. She was naked except for the thong pulled aside from her wet vagina.

She kicked off her heels and wrapped her arms around his neck, all while never breaking the kiss. Fitz walked her to her bed and laid her down as he stood as the edge with the stiffest erection he'd ever formed. He pulled off his shirt and tossed it to the side.

She sat up and slowly undid his pants. Once they were loose she pushed them down but before she could pull down his underpants, Fitz pushed her back against the bed and stepped out of his pants and shoes.

He planted soft kisses up her body as he pulled her thong off and dropped it on the floor. He spread her legs widely and licked up her wet slit. Olivia squealed in pleasure as she curled her toes. He reached up and held both her hands to her side.

He kissed lightly over her skin then drove his tongue between her folds, massaging every crevice until he finally reached her hole and dug his tongue in while managing to suck against her pink flesh.

Olivia bit her lip and tried to suppress her moans to no avail as she writhed with his tongue inside her. Fitz relished in the sound of her soft breathy moans, the sight of her curled toes, her arched back and hardened nipples.

He sucked deep into her center, exploring every crevice and flicking her clit with his tongue maddeningly. When Olivia couldn't take it anymore, her body quivered and quaked and she came hard into Fitz's mouth.

Her breathing was heavy and uneven as she tried to recover. Fitz leaned up from between her legs and pulled her up as well. Fitz stood at the edge of the bed and Olivia knelt on the bed facing him. He pulled her into a deep, wet kiss, deliberately spreading her juices all over her lips and sucking his tongue against hers.

"See how good you taste," he whispered.

Olivia smiled as she licked herself off his chin and lips, "good enough to fucking eat," she said as she pushed his boxers down. She reached down and wrapped her fingers around his stiff cock. She was shocked by his size in her hand. He was so thick that her fingers didn't meet when she held him. She began to stroke him slowly and not only was he thick but he was long. She heard a soft grunt escape him and then his lips were on hers. She couldn't bear waiting any longer to feel him inside her, not when she knew he had so much to offer. She was ready to be stretched to her limits and just the thought of him had her salivating again in preparation.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.