Hey everyone, so as I had mentioned at the end of the last chapter, I will be ending this story soon. I love this story and I do have a lot more to write but it's approaching 300,000 words and I really don't want anyone to lose interest but based one the comments and messages I've received, I get the sense that won't really happen so I'm exploring a sequel, which I'd love to write.

(Warning) - Cold Open.

"Fuck me...fuck me..." she whispered in between draws of breath as she wrapped her arms tighter around his neck.

"Oww," Fitz groaned as he felt her nails dig into his skin.

He stopped and pulled his cock out, flipped her on her stomach and dug into her again. Olivia reached back and felt until she grabbed into his hair, slightly arching her back to allow him to go deeper. She felt his hand on her breast and then she felt his other hand on her swollen clit. She winced slightly from pain while simultaneously moaning delightfully from pleasure. Fitz had been sucking off her clit for most of the flight, leaving it swollen and throbbing but she loved it. She could feel his sweat on her back, on her cheek as he kissed her from behind. The room had turned into a hot box, the air was hot and heavy and the aroma of sex was thick and inescapable.

"Ahhhh.. ahh...ahh..ah" she moaned into the sheets, each utterance separated by a sharp breath as her orgasm echoed through her, reaching everywhere from her swollen lips to her curled toes, it left her walls suckling onto Fitz's cock as if that was her body's way of begging him to never leave.

"Oh shit...fuck," he uttered as he felt her walls contract and expand around his girth, "fuck!" he said, giving her one final pump of his cock before he shot a load into her. He leaned over and held her and didn't move as his cum drained from his cock and even after he was sure every last drop if it was inside of her, he laid still, breathing heavily to match Olivia, trying to catch their breath but the hot air didn't help. They had turned off the air because Olivia was cold but it was so hot that there was fog on the glass. Fitz took a last deep breath and pulled out of Olivia, leaving cum dripping out of her and unto the sheets. Fitz stumbled over the thermostat and turned up the air and then walked to the bed and laid on top of Olivia, his new bride, who was still laying flat on her stomach the way he left her moments earlier. He kissed her playfully on her shoulder and wrapped his arms around her waist and nestled her.

She still had her lace garter belt around her thigh, slanted, from sliding up and down her thigh from the various positions Fitz had placed her in. Her one piece lace lingerie was on the floor, discarded like trash, so were the long, fluffy white angel wings she wore for him. They'd been flying for almost 15 hours, during that time, they made love for the first time as husband and wife, ate, napped and repeated, several times after.

Fitz brushed Olivia's hair that had been stuck to her sweaty face behind her ear and kissed her again, this time he shifted their positions so they were cuddling.

"I love you," she whispered.

Fitz popped his head up, "you're going back to sleep aren't you?"

"Yes."

"What! But I've been doing all the work."

"Yes, and you've been doing good work, my body thanks you for it but I'm pregnant and exhausted, that's going to be my excuse for everything and planning a wedding is hard, I need rest."

He smiled and rubbed his nose against hers.

"You are so spoiled."

Olivia smiled, "who's fault is that?"

"Guilty," he conceded.

She shifted and rested her head on moist chest and they both drifted to sleep moments later.

Fitz woke up to the sound of a staff member announcing they would be landing in 1 hour. He nudged Olivia, trying to wake her.

"Baby, wake up, we'll be landing soon."

She shifted slightly and popped her head up.

"Babe, what time is it?"

He reached over for his watch on the night stand and checked.

"It's 6:00."

She sat up and yawned.

"I need a shower," she said lazily.

She stood up and stretched and walked to the bathroom, Fitz joined behind her. They showered, brushed their teeth, dressed and by the time they were finish, the plane was beginning to descend.

Olivia sat on top of Fitz's desk in her white chiffon ruffled maxi dress and finished eating a bacon slider from the platter of food they'd been munching on for the duration of the flight. Fitz grabbed his watch from the nightstand, as he strapped it around his wrist he finally got a good look at their bed and chuckled.

"I feel bad for whoever has to clean this," he said in reference to the large dried white cum stains all over the grey sheets.

Olivia laughed as she bit another piece of her slider.

"Now I feel bad."

Fitz walked over to Olivia and rested a hand on her stomach and kissed her.

"I can't wait 'till he starts moving," she said with a smile.

"It's a she and I can't either."

He took one of the sliders as well and began eating. As the plane landed, Olivia took all their clothes off the floor and sheets off the bed and left them in a laundry pile by the bathroom. Within 10 minutes, they were at the plane door, waiting to exit. One of the attendants walked up and opened the door for them. Fitz was the first to step out with Olivia directly behind him. When Olivia stepped unto the platform of the stairway leading down to the ground, she took a moment to look around. All she saw was green: green trees, green bushes, it was still a little bright out, considering it was after 7pm. She looked a little further out and saw pretty turquoise blue water in the distance. Fitz led her down the steps and then helped her into the golf cart what was waiting for them.

"You built a runway on the island?" she asked. Fitz hadn't exactly been forthcoming about their travel plans and now that she was off the plane, she realized that they landed directly on the island.

"No, my grandfather did, he thought it was too inconvenient to have to go Papua and then take a seaplane here so he built a runway.

Olivia chuckled, "that's one way to fix an inconvenience, just build your own runway."

Fitz smiled.

"Where are we going now?"

"The villa."

As they drove to the villa, Olivia took the time to take in the island. It was gorgeous. From the huge palm trees to the vivid flowers and fruits trees. They drove past a golf course.

"What is a golf course doing here?"

"I like to golf, so did my granddad, he built it. The island is mostly artificial landscaping."

Fitz drove up to a scenic waterfall spraying water into a lake.

"We built the waterfall, the plants were all planted, we had the animals from the island removed because most of them were really dangerous, let's not forget were close to Australia and Indonesia, my granddad didn't want to take any chances."

"Well I'm glad."

"Except for the water animals."

He stopped the cart and helped her out then he walked her over to the lake. It had lights at the bottom that made the water glow.

"The water being sprayed from the waterfall is pulled from the ocean and there's a channel underneath the lake that allows fish and other creatures to swim under."

They stepped up to the edge of the lake and Olivia looked inside. It was like an aquarium, they were all manner of bright colored fish, jellyfish, turtles, eels, starfish, seahorse and even a small shark and a mid sized octopus. There was an artificial colorful coral reef at the bottom and most of the animals hovered in and around it.

"Wow, this is gorgeous,- I could do without the shark but it's great."

He took her back to the golf cart and they continued driving until they reached the white sandy beach front. The villa was huge, mostly made of glass and wood. There was a large infinity pool that stretched out to the edge of the beach and where the pool stopped, the ocean began. It was lined with palm trees. She could see moorings of the over the water huts that stretch far into the ocean. It looked more like a island resort than a private island for one or even ten people.

"This is great."

"Really, not too...much?"

"It's a little much, I guess if you wanted to you could use the island as a resort, it's huge, I didn't know they had islands this huge in this archipelago."

"It wasn't this big at first, like I said, most of this place is artificial, we extended the island, about half of it is man-made. It took a lot of work."

"Like the palm islands in Dubai?"

"Exactly like that, only better."

She smiled.

"Well you know the deal, you have to pick me up and carry me inside, tradition requires it. Then you have to bring me outside because right after because I want to watch the sunset."

He chuckled and swept her up, honeymoon style.

"You've got it Mrs. Grant."

He carried her to the villa as she laughed the entire way and then he let her down in the living room of the huge house. Olivia looked around, it had a classic vacation home kind of setup, not very personal but comfortable. Olivia changed into a white bikini and Fitz into swim trunks then he took her back outside. All the lamps were turned on, leaving a nice golden glow across the pool. The sun was almost completely gone from the sky, the ocean breeze was warm, it was perfect.

Fitz walked down the steps in the pool until the water was at his waist, Olivia stayed behind. When he turned around and realized she didn't seem interested in joining him he was a little confused.

"Sweetie, aren't you coming?"

"No."

She stooped down and sat on the side on the pool and folded her legs so they didn't touch the water.

"Why not, it feels great, the water's nice and cool."

"No, it's okay, I'd rather watch you swim around."

It took Fitz a moment to remember, sometimes she seemed to be doing so well, he forgot about the little things that stuck with her from her ordeal in Iran, like the fact that she didn't like swimming anymore. He walked over to her by the side of the pool and stood in between her legs and wrapped his hands around her waist.

"You know you're safe with me right?"

"I know but-"

"-Do you trust me?"

"Of course I do."

He unfolded her legs and then lifted her into the water, she didn't resist but she held on to his neck tightly. He rested her against the side of the pool and she stood, the water reached her a little higher than her navel.

"How's that?"

"Congratulations," she said with a chuckle, "you got me in here."

"Thank you, I'll take all the praise I can get."

She rested her elbows on the side of the pool and leaned back, Fitz stood directly in front of her with his arms rested on her hips and kissed her neck.

"This is nice."

"Hmm, I wonder who told you that," he teased as he kissed her gently on the lips.

"Shut up before I leave you in here by yourself."

He chuckled, "alright and I guess now's as good a time as any to tell you."

"Tell me what?"

"Mellie was at the wedding."

"She really came, I didn't expect her to, I only invited her to be a bitch- wait, how did I not see her."

"That's because the guards wouldn't let her in, she came dressed in the dress she wore at our wedding, I think she was planning on crashing it but they didn't let her in."

Olivia's mouth fell open.

"Really, she wore her wedding dress, when did this happen?"

"Like halfway through, Tom pulled me over and told me."

"Wow, that's hilarious, she's crazy, I'm convinced."

Fitz chuckled.

"Yeah I don't know what's going on with her but enough about that, I want to talk about names for our daughter, I came up with some more."

She smiled.

"Okay, let's hear them."

"Eva."

"I like that."

"Penelope, I've been thinking Caroline as well, I like Sienna."

"I love Sienna."

"Aria, Hailey, Zoe, Margot. Keep check of all of these by the way because I haven't been writing them down."

"You need to think of boys names too you know."

"Have you thought about whether or not our baby will be like you, you know, memory and everything."

"I've thought about it a lot and I honestly don't know, I think it's unlikely because it's not like my memory is hereditary, I'm hoping we'll have a normal baby."

"Are you nervous about delivery?"

"A little, oh my poor vagina, As if it doesn't have you giving it hell, now it has to push out a baby, all the pain will be worth it though, we'll have our baby all to ourselves."

"I can't wait," he said as he caressed her cheeks and kissed her.

They lounged around the pool for a few more hours, kissing, hugging, talking; and when the night was beginning to get too cool, they went to the outdoor shower to wash the chlorine off and then they went back inside the villa, dried off and changed into pajamas and went to bed shortly after from jet lag after a 20 hour flight.

The next morning, when Olivia woke up, Fitz was already up and talking on the phone. Breakfast was on a tray on the night table in the room. When Fitz heard her wake up, he walked over and kissed her.

"Morning," he said with the phone still by his ear.

Olivia grabbed the phone and put it by her ear, "Cyrus he's my husband not yours, leave him alone so he can enjoy his honeymoon."

"Madame first lady, this is J. I. Gregor, the national security advisor ma'am."

Olivia's mouth fell open in embarrassment as she handed the phone back to Fitz who seemed to be dying of laughter, he was struggling to catch his breath.

"We'll finish our conversation later on Jim."

Fitz hung up and turned to Olivia.

"That's not funny, you should have told me."

He climbed on top of her and kissed her again.

"I could have but admit it, this was funnier."

She grabbed his ass and pushed him in between her legs and then shimmied his pajama pant down.

"It was," she whispered as she kissed him.

Fitz pulled off her silk shorts and then her underwear and top, the smirk on his face told her exactly what he was thinking and seconds later, his face was in between her legs and his tongue was dancing on her clit. It was scrumptious, she grabbed onto his hair as she relished her time on the honeymoon she'd always dreamed off. As he licked back and forth over her pearl she felt a gush of water squirt from her walls.

"Woo," she said slightly surprised.

He was holding her legs apart so firmly she couldn't close them, or move or squirm away from him.

"Fu….ck...baby…" She moaned softly.

He leaned up and laid his body on top hers. His lips were just a touch away from hers. She reached down and stroked his erect penis up and down and rubbed his tip against her hot, wet folds.

"Do you feel that baby, how wet she is, she's begging for you," she said as she continued to teased herself with his tip. He smiled and leaned up then spread her legs apart. He teased the lips of her vagina with his fingers, playing around with the juices that flowed.

"She's definitely begging for it alright," he teased playfully.

"Yes, give me more," she returned playfully.

He licked between her legs again and then he replaced his tongue with his cock, wet from her juices, thick and engorged inside her. He had flipped her on all fours, with both hands grabbing her ass possessively, the way she liked it. He thrust slowly with one hand pressed into her back to steady her and the other hand slapping her ass. It was amazing but she wanted to reciprocate so she stopped him and pushed him flat on the bed then got on top of him and slid down easily on his cock and grinded her hips slowly on him.

"Ride it nice and slow baby," he groaned with his head tipped back and his eyes closed.

Olivia lifted his hands and brought them to her breast then she held them there.

"Mm...like this," she moaned as she rolled her hips against him.

"-Just like that."

She leaned back and used her arms to prop her body up, she opened her legs wide and bounced her hips up and down on him. Fitz grabbed onto her hips with one hand and pressed his thumb against her clit with the other.

"Fuck," Olivia gasped as she lost balance and fell back on the bed.

Her legs were still wide open as Fitz grabbed her ankles and pulled her across the bed to him. He sat up and pulled her on top of him so she was straddling him.

"You did that on purpose," she said with a smile as she squeezed his cheeks and pressed her forehead against his.

He kissed her lips and then trailed kisses down her neck, letting his tongue linger against her skin with every kiss. He eased her down on him as he continued kissing her and then laid her on the bed. He knelt between her legs as he thrusted into her slowly with her legs spread apart and thrown over his shoulder.

"Fitz baby, I'm cumming," she uttered breathlessly.

She grabbed onto his ass tightly as she came in rapture, Fitz came almost simultaneously.

He gave himself a moment to catch his breath and then he picked her up by the waist and rested her on his lap so she was straddling him. He wrapped his hands tightly and possessively around her waist as he kissed her glowing face.

"Oh my god, that was amazing," she said smile.

Fitz chuckled.

"Wanna grab a shower?"

"Yes please."

He stood up and then picked her up and threw her over his shoulder and walked to the bathroom.

Round two in the shower was just as delightful as round one in the bedroom and an hour later they were out of the bathroom. They got dressed and prepared to eat breakfast together.

"My prenatals-"

"-Don't worry," Fitz said, cutting her off, "I'll get 'em."

He walked over to her toiletry bag across the room and grabbed her pills then handed them to her. She took the pills with some water and then they sat at the table for breakfast.

"So, what are we doing today?" she asked as she ate some eggs.

"I wanted to go surfing."

"Um not you're not, were in pacific ocean, there are sharks and jellyfish and all sorts of other things that could attack you, you're gonna have to take a hard pass on that one. You did not come here to be some random shark's lunch."

He chuckled, "it was worth a shot."

"Okay we can do something, there's a lot to do here or we can do nothing."

"I just want to lay out in the shade, how does that sound?"

"It sounds good, god knows we'll need the rest for when he get back to D.C., it'll be crazy."

"Don't remind me," she said with a smile.

They sat eating for a little while longer and then they went out to the shore and laid on the sunbed under one of the palm trees.

They spent most of the day sprawled out on the bed, in the afternoon the attendants brought them lunch and after they ate Olivia got lethargic and fell asleep beside him on the bed. Fitz used that time to do some work and make a few calls, by the time Olivia woke up, it was evening.

She stretched and curled her toes and then sat up. She noticed Fitz reading folders; going over charts and data.

"Good evening," he said with a smile.

"What are you doing?"

"I was just reviewing some stuff but since your up, I'm done."

He closed the folders and rested them on the ground.

"I had the best dream."

"About what?"

"This morning, it was amazing."

He chuckled, "so I take it married life is treating you good?"

"The best."

She leaned on top of him and kissed him and then laid her head against his chest.

"I love you," she whispered,

"I love you too-ooouch, fuck, fuck, fuck!"

Fitz jumped up and so did Olivia.

"What happened?" She screamed. From the corner of her eye she saw the agents running toward them after hearing Fitz scream.

Fitz pulled down his pants frantically and searched for something in his pants.

"What's going on Fitz, you're scaring me."

"My balls Olivia, my fucking balls, Jesus Christ."

"What?"

"Mr president are you okay."

"Stay back!" Fitz yelled as he kicked off his pants.

The agents did as he ordered.

Olivia took the towel from the sunbed and wrapped it around his waist to hide his nakedness and then helped him to sit on the bed.

"What happened?"

"Jesus Christ, something bit me. Oh baby it hurts- owwwwwwww!"

He opened his legs. He was frantic and breathing deeply to try to calm down.

"Okay babe, just breathe, I'm going to take a look at it."

He nodded.

Olivia opened the towel and inspected him. She immediately could tell where he was bitten, it was extremely swollen and red and getting more swollen by the minute.

"Can you get me an ice pack, please, quickly," she asked the guards.

One attendant who had been standing around hurried off to get it before any guards could.

"Pain from 1 to 10?" She asked.

"100," he said breathlessly.

She looked over to his pant and saw a lone ant crawling away and picked it up.

"Solenopsis," she said to herself as she inspected the ant. She was glad it wasn't anything that was extremely venomous, now she knew that he wasn't overreacting about the pain he was feeling, a fire ant's sting was very painful.

"What?"

"It's a fire ant, I know it's painful, really painful but it'll return to normal, it could be a day or a few days. Well just ice it on and off for a few hours and I'll try to see to see if I can't find some antihistamines to help with itching, because it will itch."

"Dr. Pope, is everything okay?" Tom asked, "should I call the president's medical team for back up."

"No, everything is fine can you just help me to take him inside."

Fitz sat up, "it's okay I can walk."

"Yes but let them help you."

The attendant came back with ice and gave it to Olivia. After the guards helped Fitz inside and rested him on the couch, Olivia sat beside him and rested the ice pack in his swollen area.

He breathed relief and relaxed a little.

"My poor husband," she said as she caressed his cheek. She smiled at the words because they felt good to say.

"My poor balls," Fitz quipped.

She chuckled, "I know, it's huge, you should see it, it's like a blowfish."

He chuckled though all he could feel was pain.

"Can I get you anything?"

"No, I just want you to lay here with me, maybe we can watch a movie?"

"That sounds perfect," she said as she grabbed the remote and laid next to him comfortably.

They spent the rest of the night on the couch, watching tv, eating, talking until they fell asleep.

The next morning, Olivia woke up while Fitz was still asleep and showered, brushed her teeth, took her vitamins and then went to the kitchen make Fitz her special bacon avocado sandwich that he loved. He sat beside him on the couch and nudged him until he woke up.

"Morning," he said with a smile.

"I made you an avocado sandwich."

He sat up and smiled.

"You did!"

She leaned him and kissed him.

"How are your silver bullets doing?"

"Better."

He took a bite of his sandwich.

"So good," he said with a full mouth.

Olivia sat back against the couch and turned on the tv.

"So what time are leaving?"

"In the evening, before it gets dark, we'll get back to D.C. by Monday evening, then it's super Tuesday."

"It's so exciting to see you campaigning, not so much fun hearing all the shit Reston and his people say about you."

"Yeah but it's politics, I'm used to it, I don't take it personally."

He took another bite of the sandwich, "sweet jesus what do you put in this?"

Olivia laughed, "I put my foot in it."

He smiled.

"So there was the is cartoon called 'the proud family' and they had a grandma, her name was sugar mama, she made these little lemon cakes and they were really good, so everyone kept asking her what she put in it and she would always say 'I put my foot in it', so cartoon oprah ended up hearing about the cakes and invited her to the show to bake them live on tv, and she got all the ingredients together and she got a bowl and took her shoes off and started to dust her feet with the flour and then she used her foot to mix the ingredient and everyone started to throw up, so when she said 'I put my foot it in' she actually meant, she put her feet in it."

Fitz laughed.

"Disgusting but hilarious. Did you take your vitamins?"

"Yeah, first thing this morning."

"Come, let me give baby a kiss."

She smiled and stood over him and lifted her dress so he could kiss her stomach. Fitz held her hips and kissed her stomach then she took her seat beside him and threw her legs over his.

"So what should we do today?" the asked.

"I was thinking, we could take a boat out to sea."

"Really," he asked a little surprised, "I think that's great."

"You do?"

"Yeah."

"Perfect," she said with a smile, "it's already almost noon, we should start getting ready, we don't have a lot of time."

"Okay."

Fitz ate the last piece of his sandwich and stood up he limped slightly as the headed to the bathroom.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Olivia asked.

"Yeah, I'll be fine."

She stood with him in the bathroom as the brushed his teeth and freshened up and then they went to change into something appropriate for a boat ride and took turns rubbing sunscreen all over each other. Olivia packed some of the food that the chef had prepared for them and left in the kitchen and then they went out to the boat dock that a little ways west of where the were on the island. The yacht on the island wasn't a big as the one the took her on when they went on their first date but it was still large for a secondary yacht.

It took a little while for the coast guards and agents to scramble together to escort them out to sea but within half an hour, they were on their way out, driving past the coral reef. Olivia looked over to Fitz who was spread out comfortably in the sun on the deck with his sunglasses on. The looked so carefree it was almost as if the didn't have the weight of the entire world on his shoulders. As she watched him she remembered her time in Bali, where she was laid out carefree on the beach and she called him and told him how much she wished the was there laid out beside her, though they were in Bali and they'd left the beach long ago, but she still loved seeing him like that. She scooted closer to him and pulled his arm around her shoulder and rested her head on his chest.

They laid together in silence for most of the boat ride and once they reached far enough after almost and hour of sailing the captain anchored the boat.

Olivia took out her snacks and started munching on little muffins and pastries, she took her time feeding Fitz as she ate.

"So, when are you going to tell your friends about the little bun?" he asked, they were alone on the deck of the boat so he felt it was secure enough to talk about it.

"I want to wait till I'm out of my first trimester, I'm about to be 8 weeks so I think in a month or so."

"Okay, what about Gerry, do you want to tell him now or do you want to wait?"

"Whatever you decide, do you think he'll be excited?"

"Yes, I think he'll be excited, there's always complained about being the only child so now he'll have a little brother or sister."

"I hope he will be, I'm so excited I can barely contain myself and it's been almost three weeks since I found out."

He leaned in and kissed her.

"Me too, it's going to be a long seven months."

"Tell me about it," she said with a smile, "I'm slightly nervous because I'm so excited and I know it's still early and anything can happen-"

"Nothing will happen, don't think like that."

"I know, I'm sorry but I'm going to be a mom now, I have to worry," she said with a smile, "but you're right nothing will happen."

He shifted his body and laid his head in her lap.

"One more time."

"Nothing will happen," she said laughing.

They stayed out at sea for another hour and then they made their way back to the island. By the time they were back in the villa all they had left to do was to shower, get their things together and then embark on AF1 to head back to Washington.