Two days later.
Saturday evening.
Olivia sat in the oval office waiting on Fitz to come back with either news that the mission failed or that it was a success. If it was a success, that would mean that they successfully retrieved the videos and destroyed the copies Iran had possession of, while simultaneously carrying out the assassination of Sassini. She had been waiting for more than an hour and she was nervous and her palms were sweating which was unusual for her. As she sat quietly, she heard the knob on the door turn and he appeared, he had a relieved look on his face and it made her smile.
"It's done," he said triumphantly.
She ran across the room and jumped on top of him and they tumbled to the ground. She had no idea her legs were able to carry her that fast but once she was on top of him, she showered him with kisses.
"You did it baby. Thank you, thank you, thank you, I love you so much," she said as she kissed him.
Fitz chuckled, "I love you too."
Cyrus walked in behind him and found them on the floor.
"I take it you shared the good news."
Fitz nodded and smiled.
The door opened again and a woman walked in. She was tall and plump with dark brown hair. She seemed to be in her mid 40's.
"Mr. President, sorry, I'll just come back later."
"No wait- Liv, this is Esme my new chief of staff, she just started a couple days ago after her security clearance finally checked out."
Olivia got off of Fitz and stood up then reached out and shook Esme's hand.
"It's nice to meet you, it's gonna be great to finally have a new chief of staff running the white house again, I'm sure everyone's gonna be glad to get rid of Cyrus."
"Hey," Cyrus chimed.
Esme smiled.
"It's nice to meet you too Olivia, it's truly a pleasure and- that is a beautiful ring," she said as she looked down at the huge diamond on Olivia's hand.
"Thank you."
Olivia smiled and stood awkwardly waiting for them to leave.
"Mr. President, the national security team is waiting to debrief you in the situation room," Esme said breaking the silence.
Fitz nodded.
"I'll be right there, just give me a minute."
"You mean hour," Cyrus said knowingly as he headed out.
Esme was confused by Cyrus comment but she let it go as she followed him out as well and closed the door behind her.
"Baby, on your desk."
Fitz chuckled and lifted her in the air and carried her over to his desk. He looked around to make sure all the windows were closed. He had a button on his desk that could closed the lock on the door remotely, Olivia reached over and pressed it. Fitz opened her legs and stood between them.
"I'm gonna fuck you right here on this desk."
Olivia smiled.
"I see your genteel approach didn't last very long," she teased.
"You wanted things to be normal right," he said with a chuckle.
He unclasped her pants button and pulled them down, with her underwear to follow. He licked her lips and then slithered his tongue into her mouth erotically as he took his time finger fucking her on the table.
"Hmm, right there," Olivia said breathily.
He shoved his fingers deeper and curved them.
"Right there?"
"Uh yes, baby, right there."
When she was overflowing with fluid, he pulled his fingers out and spread her legs further apart and licked her up and down.
"Oh my god baby," she moaned.
He slithered circles around her clit and then sucked it before he stood up and undid he pants and let them fall to the floor. He pulled her forward, so her ass was hanging of the resolute desk and then entered her slowly, kissing her as he gave her slow deep strokes.
Olivia pulled his face closer to hers so she could gaze into his eyes. Fitz's breath was rugged and hoarse as he thrust his cock into her. When she was close, he pulled out and spun her around then bent her over the desk and entered her again, pumping into her until she arched her back and grabbed unto his hand and interlocked their fingers. She squeezed tightly and bit her lip, trying her best not to scream as her orgasm took her. She found herself suffering from a mixture of shock and pleasure as she felt liquid spewing down her legs. Fitz watching in amazement as Olivia squirted and the liquid dripped down his cock, he came soon after, partially from sheer excitement.
They were both spent, they breathed heavily as they were both leaned over on the table, motionless.
Once Fitz caught his breath he stood up and pulled out and immediately a cascade of white fluid ran down Olivia leg. He turned her around so she was partially sitting on the table and spread her legs further and used both thumb to run up and down the lips of her vagina. Olivia looked down at him and saw that he was smiling.
"Look at that," he said in amazement as his watched him semen run slowly down her thigh, "Look at all that cream."
Olivia giggled and stood up.
"If you want to see more, I suggest you hurry to your briefing and then meet me in the residence."
"You've got it."
She pulled up her underwear and pants that were slightly damp and then she helped Fitz fix his pants as well. Although the sex was messier than she intended, she honestly couldn't complain because it felt absolutely euphoric. It was not the first time Fitz made her squirt, it had been happening more and more frequently and though it wasn't something she'd experienced before him, she was getting used to it, she loved it.
They worked on making each other presentable, they went to the private bathroom and cleaned up and then once they were done headed back to the desk, Olivia stood and faced him.
"Sorry about your carpet," she said with a chuckle as she looked down at the small wet spots.
"That's the best thing that's ever happened to it, don't worry."
"Okay meet me back in the residence, we should at least enjoy the rest of the evening."
Fitz nodded in agreement and kissed her. As he pulled away to leave for the briefing she stopped him and grabbed his face and kissed him again.
"If I were grading your performance just now, I'd give you an A+ for technique, execution and follow through, you really did god's work just now."
Fitz laughed and shook his head.
"And I'll finish god's work in 20 minutes when I get back from this briefing."
"Okay," Olivia said with a smile, "I'll be waiting."
They both left the oval at the same time, Fitz headed to his briefing and Olivia headed to the bedroom. The moment she stepped into the bedroom she began undressing, first taking of her top, then bra, then pants and finally her damp underwear. She went to the bathroom and put on her robe as she waited for Fitz to come back, she hoped he wouldn't take too long because after all, the mission was already a success, what more did he possibly need to know.
As she stood in the bathroom, she saw her bottle of body oil sitting on the counter and had an idea…
Almost a half hour later, Fitz walked into the bedroom.
"Olivia?"
"In here," she called from the bathroom.
He kicked off his shoes and pulled off his jacket as he walked to the bathroom. Olivia stood in the center of the bathroom with her robe open and it was slouchily falling off her arms. He could see that she had moved all the rugs from the floor, and replaced it with towels. Fitz smiled and undid the cuffs of his shirt then walked over and picked her up.
"What are you up too," he said with a smirk.
She held unto his cheeks and kissed him as he brought her over to the counter and rested her on top of it. She undid the buttons of his shirt and then pulled it off and then did the same to his pants and underwear. He was already erect.
"Look at you, all excited already," she teased.
"Well, I told you I wasn't finished with you, didn't I," he said with a smile.
Olivia picked up the bottle of body oil and opened the top.
"Lay on the floor, on your stomach."
"You've got it boss," he teased as he did what he was told.
She smiled and hopped off the counter. She pulled her robe off and threw it on the counter and walked over to where he was laying on the floor. She stood over him and poured about half of the bottle of oil on his back and legs and then sat on top of him with her legs on both sides. She heard Fitz chuckling.
"I have a feeling this is going to be the massage of a lifetime," he said in total contentment.
"You've got that right."
She took both thumbs and rubbed them in deep circles up and down the columns of his back. Fitz groaned.
She made her way up to his upper back behind his neck where she knew he was usually most tense and continued rubbing circles.
"That feel so good," Fitz breathed out.
Olivia decided to kick it up and notch. She knew were all his pressure points were and decided to make good use of that knowledge. She pinched the bundle of nerves at the base of his neck and then used her elbow to rub circles in the opposite side of his back. Fitz whimpered like a little puppy, which she thought was adorable because she'd never heard a sound like that come from him before.
She laughed and did the same thing again but on the opposite side of his back.
"Holy shit, what are you doing?"
"Your pressure points baby, I'm massaging them," she said as she leaned up and stopped.
"Olivia I'm begging you not to stop."
She smiled and started again. Fitz groaned and moaned in pleasure the entire time, Olivia enjoyed listening to the little sounds he made, the were arousing to say the least. When she finally stopped, Fitz popped his head up.
"You can't be finished already?"
"I am, I did your entire back."
"Really, because that took about 5 minutes, you can do better than that, come on Olivia, put those little fingers to work."
"You're such an idiot, I that was more than a half hour, I was very thorough," she said with a chuckle.
Fitz laughed mischievously.
"I feel like jello, I don't want it to end."
"Then turn around."
Fitz smiled and laid flat on his back. His entire body was lathered in oil, front and back.
She sat on his legs and massaged his chest and torso and worked her way down to his groin and then she massaged his balls and shaft as she sucked on this tip of his penis.
"Shit, shit, shit," Fitz chanted as he came.
Olivia let him go and watched as his cum spilled all over his stomach and he writhed in pleasure. He panted as he tried to catch his breath and once he did, he reached out and grabbed Olivia and pulled her on top of him and then flipped their positions so he was on top. He body was so oily that Olivia was sliding underneath him, she giggled wildly as he kissed all over her face. He rubbed his body on hers to get the oil all over her body. As she moved his body against hers, he rub the tip of his penis against her clit and got a resounding moan of approval from Olivia.
He smiled and sat up and grabbed the bottle of oil from the floor and poured it all over her body then he took his time massaging her breast, slowly and sensually, pinching her nipples every so often and rubbing then in between his fingertips as he watched her gasp silently.
He took his time, making his way down her body until he reached her center. He took more oil and drizzled it over her clit and watched as it slowly cascade down her creases then he rubbed his thumb over her clit and listened to Olivia's soft moans fill the air. He leaned up and kissed her as he slowly slid his middle and ring fingers inside her. Olivia wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her palm against his check, pressing his lips against hers.
"Baby-" she moaned softly against his lips as she closed her eyes.
Fitz continued, working his fingers in and out, up and down, until he felt her fingernails in his back and she curled her toes and bit her lips and succumbed to her orgasm. Fitz looked down and watch small amounts of fluid gush out unto the towel and then he realized that was why she put a towel there in the first place.
"Twice in one day, that's a new record for you," he teased.
Olivia smiled as she caught her breath.
"I didn't do it on my own, I had a little help from you."
Fitz smiled.
"Well congratulations, I'm really proud of you, I feel like this is porn star level stuff, you're doing big things Livie."
She laughed at his teasing and decided to play along.
"Yeah, I'm definitely on another level, I feel like if regular orgasms are level 1, then I'm at the level just beneath the bonus round and I'm pretty sure the bonus round is death because I don't think there are anymore orgasms that I can have, I think you've given me all of them."
"Yeah, I agree, I'm pretty great, I think after this presidency I might have a pretty lucrative career in the adult film industry."
Olivia rolled her eyes and eased up so she could switch their positions so she was on top.
"Okay 'mr. I'm Pretty Great' do you think you have another round in the tank."
Fitz sat up.
"What's my name?"
Olivia smiled.
"Fitzgerald Thomas Grant lll."
"What's my name?" he asked again.
"Fitzgerald Thomas Grant lll," she said laughing.
"I will always have a hard dick and a load of cum waiting for you."
"Ewww," Olivia said as she laughed.
Fitz kissed her.
"Shut up, you like it."
"Fine, I like it a little," she said with a smile as he kissed his chin.
She stooped and position herself on top of him then lowered herself on him.
"Oh god it's so big," she moaned as she swallowed his length up as much as she could take it. She could never get used to how defined he was.
She leaned back and rested her hands on his knees for support. She opened her legs towards him so he could watch as she thrusts her hip up and down in him. She leaned her head back and closed her eyes so she could focus and keep rhythm.
"Fuckkk," Fitz utter in a rough growl.
He reached forward pressed a thumb in her clit and rubbed circles around it.
"Yes! Fitz! Yes! Yes! Yes!"
Fitz grabbed onto her waist and pulled her on top of him and then flipped their position. She giggled as he turned her flat on her stomach and then kneeled behind her. He massaged her ass and dimples in her flower back then spread her cheeks as he drizzled more oil on her and slowly entered her. He leaned over on top of her and bore down into her slow and deep until they both came and then fell asleep right there on the floor.
The next morning Olivia woke up to Fitz staring at her, smiling.
"Morning," she said as she kiss him softly on the lip.
As she looked down at her body and remembered their shower, she specifically remember how Fitz took his time bathing her in the tub after the woke up in the early morning on the bathroom floor.
"It's Sunday, I hope you don't plan on working today, you did that last Sunday but then again you were avoiding me so…"
Fitz chuckled and kissed her.
"I'm sorry," he whined, "but you have me all to yourself."
"Okay, I have some questions.'
"Fire away," Fitz said.
"What about the tapes that you guys have, are those destroyed too?"
"Yeah, they have a description of the tape in writing but the actual tapes I had order them destroyed and everything else that has to do with you in Iran is classified above top secret, no one is getting it. Only very few people have been privy to the situation and of course they could leak what happened but can't leak tapes. "
She smiled.
"Thank you," she said as she kissed him.
"Anything for my queen," he took her hand and kissed it, "there is something else I wanted to tell you, I've never sort of found the right time to say it."
"What's up?"
"When we captured your father, we seized all his assets, he has hundreds of millions of dollars, whatever we determined was blood money we seized but there was a lot of it that we couldn't trace where it came from, he did will it all to you."
"What does he have?"
"153 million I think after tax, I can't remember the exact figure but he has it in a Swiss account, we seized his properties excluding your childhood home and we pretty much seized everything else."
She was quiet for a while, thinking.
"What should I do?"
"I think you should take it, I can understand why you wouldn't want to but I think you should. You can use it to fund your research, it's the least he can do and that way something positive can come from all the horrible things he's done."
Olivia scrunched her nose then smiled.
"That's a lot of money. Is it wrong that I'm excited about how much research I could do with that."
"No, it's yours. I have all the banking information in my office, we can go get it a little later."
"Okay," she said in agreement.
Fitz decided to turn the conversation.
"Enough about that, we have really important plans to make Livie."
"Like planning our wedding, we need a wedding planner, a good one because if we're getting married, it's going to be epic."
Fitz chuckled.
"I agree, I can get Lauren or Charlotte to start looking at some wedding planners, see who's available."
"Yeah that would be perfect, and by the way, you're the president, they'll be available."
"I guess you're right and also if I recall correctly someone has a birthday coming up."
Olivia smiled.
"Yeah, who's got two thumbs and and a birthday in two weeks, this gal."
"What do you want, as your gift?"
"I don't know, you don't have to get me anything expensive or over the top though, this ring is enough."
"Please, you know I can't give you anything subpar Olivia, prepare yourself for a spectacular gift."
She smiled.
"Okay fine but only 'cause your making me."
The laid in bed for most of the day, talking, laughing and relaxing because they both needed it after the tumultuous month they'd had.
Monday morning.
Fitz left for the oval before Olivia left for the lab but ended up calling her over because Esme wanted to speak with them both.
When Olivia walked into the oval she found a Fitz sitting by his desk and Esme on the couch, Fitz's face brightened up like a kid on Christmas morning.
"Livie, you look great, I told you that already right?"
She smiled.
"Yes you did."
He walked over and kissed her in the cheek then escorted her to the couch where he sat beside her.
"So Esme, what's going on, what did you need to talk about?"
"Dr. Pope, Mr. President, I wanted to talk to you about press, you still haven't confirmed the engagement, at least not publicly, the American people have never seen you two interact, they seem to like Dr. Pope so I think you two should have an official interview as a couple, we'll broadcast it primetime on Nbc or Cnn, sort of like an introduction of you two as a couple to the American people."
Fitz turned to Olivia.
"What do you think Livie, are you okay with this."
Olivia took a few moments to ponder.
"Yeah, I'd be okay with that."
Esme jumped up.
"Perfect, people really need to get a feel of your personality and the chemistry you two share, just in time for campaign season."
Olivia nodded and smiled.
"Perfect, so I'll get going," Esme said quickly as she headed out.
Olivia turned to Fitz and smiled.
"I think she wants to fuck you."
"What?"
"Yeah, it's obvious, why else would she be so skittish."
"I guess you're right, I'll fire her before she gets all fatal attraction."
"No, let's watch her, maybe I'm wrong."
She kissed him on the cheek and them lips.
"I gotta go, I have a ton of work I need to do at the lab and a few conference calls I have to be present for, I'll see you around 8 okay."
Fitz groaned, 8pm sounded like far away.
"Okay, I'll see you later."
Olivia kissed him again and headed out.