Chapter 5
Clean Slate
I listen to him as he tells me about Amanda Tanner. He seems sincere but I knew Fitz was a man that loved sex and it had been a year. I remembered what Cyrus said. Mellie never left his side. Was he back to being with her? I almost cringe at the thought of him making love with anyone else. "So what do you think?" I was jolted back to reality. "I will handle it Mr. President." "Livie, really Mr. President?" "Fitz it's under control." "Good how are you? I tried calling you and you never picked up." "That's past we don't need bring up old ghosts." "I am not trying too I just don't know how you can go through something so intense with someone and just forget them. Eleven months, Livie." "I didn't forget Fitz." "It really hurt when you left me." "I had to because we were going down a dangerous path of destruction", I said quietly. "I know I agree but I did love you Livie, I do love you." With that he took my hands and warmly said, "Thank you for coming and taking on this case." "It's nothing", I replied nervously. "It's everything", he said trying to look at me. He hadn't let go of my hands and I began to feel the heat generate. I had to stop it and kill the chemistry before it went further. "So Cyrus tells me you and Mellie have mend fences." "Really he said that?" "Yes and its ok she is your wife the mother of your kids and I understand…" and then he interrupted me. "You are the mother of my baby too." Why did he have to bring up the miscarriage? "Livie the baby would have been born by now. Our baby conceived with passion and love." "I should go." "No don't go please I just want to talk to you. I miss you Livie." "Don't go," he said holding my arm so tightly it hurt. I took a deep breath and promised myself I wouldn't let anything happen. He wanted to talk so we would talk. "So how your mother?" "She is fine." "I went to Florida a few months back to campaign for Senator Roberts and saw her. She is such a lovely woman." "Yes she told me. Thank you." "Seeing her made me happy, it was like seeing something that belongs to you Olivia since I couldn't see you." He had the saddest look in his eyes I had ever seen. He started to look into my eyes. Why was he doing this? I shouldn't let him get to me. "So how are the kids?" "They are good adjusting to life in the White House." "Livie are you seeing anyone?" "Why?" "Um I was just wondering." "Are you, Mr. President?" "You know I am not Livie." "Do you doubt me?" Despite myself I say "Mellie." "I told you I haven't been with her in years." "Livie I haven't slept literally since you left me. I am taking pills for insomnia." His suddenly looks bewildered. I proceed to ask him what I wanted to know. "So how do you?" "How do I what?" I couldn't say it and as he looked into my eyes. He knew what I was asking. "You were the last person I promise." "But I know you Fitz, you are a passionate man." "Yes I am but the memories of you and I kept me going. Memories of you are seared in my mind." There is an awkward silence and sexual tension fills the room. And with that deep voice that had been my undoing he whispers, "Let's make new memories, Livie" Then he kisses me. It felt so good and I felt alive. But I would not let him do this. I pull away and he didn't chase me but just stared intensely. I knew that look. He was filled with desire and so was I but I would not allow him to draw me back in. "Stop looking at me like that," I say, unable to keep a deep blush from forming and creating a heat that increased the temperature in the room.
"Like what?" Fitz asked innocently, following me as I turned to back him. I just couldn't look at his beautiful face anymore without losing it.
His hand grips my shoulders gently and he was standing behind me. He leans so close and I feel his desire so close to me. He begins to whisper salaciously in my ears then kisses my collarbone. I was drowning as his lips touched the base of my neck. He turned me to him and his eyes danced with desire. His entire body buzzes with energy, his warm breath against the side of my neck and his words made me dizzy with need.
His lips curve into a decidedly sly smile and I was weak. I need him now more than he needs me. It was going to happen. "You are all I have been thinking about Livie I need you. Save me sweet baby save me," he confesses in a husky whisper and suddenly I feel his pain because I feel the same way. " Make love to me Fitz, please make love to me I am ready," I assure him as I stretch my head forward and my mouth molds to the side of his neck, tasting and inhaling his strong aroma.
In the end, it doesn't matter when he slides against my flesh and a slow build of heat and longing so sweet his groan of contentment catches in his throat. In spite of his haste to join us we rock lazily together, unwilling to bring it to a quick and inevitable conclusion. His controlled movements give way as I breathe against his ear and my arms tighten around him. He lifts his head from my shoulder, drunkenly consumed by the need to find my mouth. He finds my lips half parted in a sigh of pleasure and I feel his pace and his pulse quicken. We've taken it slow long enough and in complete agreement with him I meet his lips in a bruising kiss, inhaling swiftly as a moan tears free from my throat.
"Yes -" I gasp as a particularly thorough thrust evokes an immediate fluttering so good it makes my muscles clench from head to toe and everywhere in between from the intensity. "There," I finish, just in time to do it again as Fitz hits his mark. He was such a good lover and I wasn't shy to tell him so. It was always like that for us. He takes me to the top of the mountain many times and I give in and waves of passion flow through my body. He was such an attentive lover. I urge him on to reach his peak as well and he does with a deep hungry kiss and with those passionate eyes locked on mine.
I enjoy this moment as much as Fitz does. He's virtually silent, his head down and his posture completely relaxed and pulls me into his arms. "Thank you," he utters gratefully just before capturing my lips in a sensuously slow kiss. He ends the kiss but doesn't move away – we're still nose to nose, breathing each other in. Between his strong masculine smell and my warm and supple body pressed against him from neck to knee, I can't imagine anything more erotic. But we had to get back to reality. I reach around him and give him an appreciative tap on the butt before getting up. "Where are you going", he asks. "I have to work on your case", I interject. "But" "No buts Fitz, time is of the essence", I say and give him a light kiss and I start dressing. "This was magical Livie. I miss you. When will I see you again?" "I don't know Fitz. Let's deal with this issue first." "You amaze me .How do you switch from the most passionate creature I have been with to the workaholic." I smile sweetly and say, "That's my job." "You know I love fixing things." Fully dressed now I head for the door. He reaches out for my hand. "Thank you Livie for fixing me. I love you. Just know that I still do. We can work things out". I smile and silently leave. What was I getting myself into? I couldn't resist him.