Chapter Nine
The next morning…
Olivia woke up to a very hard body pressed against hers. She opened her eyes. He was still asleep.
She stared at his face and felt beautiful sentiments wash over her. She felt joy, lightheartedness, love and relief. Relief that she hadn't blown this chance at happiness. Relief that she had found a man who fought for her despite her valiant efforts to push him away.
She run her fingers across his face lightly. The soft touch made him stir but he didn't waken. He was probably exhausted. She was too. She hadn't been able to sleep for the past week. A broken heart caused a bad case of insomnia.
She reached down and kissed him softly on his lips. This time the caress woke him up. He looked down at her with sleepy eyes and smiled.
"Hi"
"Hi…I love you". His eyes turned glassy. Elation radiated off him at the unsolicited declaration. A week ago, she was running from him. Now she told him she loved him, just because she could. He felt humbled.
"Love you to Livvie" he leaned down to kiss her again.
He started to pull away but she stopped with firm grip behind his head. She kept her firm grip on him and increased the pressure on his lips. The soft romantic mood in the room, quickly changed; replaced by hunger.
They hadn't been together for days; days that had been filled with pain and angst. They both needed a release from the hurt of the last few days.
Fitz rolled over and took her with him. Olivia straddled him and pushed her tongue into his mouth. Fitz was usually the aggressor, he usually took the lead in the bedroom. Not today.
She moved until she positioned herself right over his now rock-hard cock. She started to move against him in a rhythm that took him from zero to one-hundred in about a second.
He moaned against her mouth and reached down to grab her hips that were now moving aggressively against him. He placed his hand over them and helped her ride him pushing her into him harder. She let him move her against him for a minute and then pushed his hands off her.
She sat still on him and Fitz's eyes that had been closed opened suddenly at the loss of the wonderful movement on him. Liv looked at him, her eyes burning with desire. She shuffled back and off his cock settling lower on his legs. She grabbed his boxers and pulled his cock out of the now snug fabric. Fitz moaned at the feeling of her hand on him.
Keeping her eyes, she started to milk him from root to tip. Fitz enjoyed the light hand job for a minute, but soon it wasn't enough. He placed a hand over hers and squeezed.
"Harder Liv, squeeze me harder" he said; she obeyed and squeezed harder. She went one further and started moving her hand faster. He groaned and his hips lifted off the bed almost dislodging her from her seat, but she held on…
"Liv…Liv…" he groaned her name over and over again. She stopped and he started to protest when he saw her move down lower.
He watched as she slid down the bed and positioned head by his erection. He knew it was coming and tried to brace for the pleasure…but how did one prepare for nirvana.
Her mouth closed over him and he hissed out of clenched teeth. Fuuck!
His groan vibrated down his body and she felt the vibrations against her lips. She took him deeper into her mouth and Fitz looked down to see her hot mouth gliding over him, enveloping him. It was his fantasy come to life and he didn't think he could survive it. All the times he had imagined her mouth wrapped around him…nothing compared to the reality of it.
"Yes, Liv…oh god…please" he was begging but he didn't know for what…
He watched himself disappear into her fucking mouth over and over again. Watched her lick and bathe the head of his cock with the heat of her perfect mouth. It was so fucking good he knew he wasn't going to last. He pulled her back and gasped as her tongue rasped him on his way out of her warm wet mouth.
"Not in your mouth Liv, not this time. Put me inside you, now..." he begged.
Liv was on edge to. Giving him pleasure, having him at her mercy, hearing him beg had turned her on more than she could have imagined. She moved up, whipped her night shirt off her head and placed herself over him. She rubbed herself on him, spreading her moisture on him and he groaned
"Now Livvie…. please now!" she grabbed a hold of his head spread her moisture on the firm head and slipped him inside her body. She started to slide down him slow…really slow…
Fitz tried to let her run it, let her do what she wanted at her own pace, but he couldn't. He grabbed a hold of her hips and pulled her down hard on him going deep. So, fucking deep.
They both groaned out loud. Livvie was so turned on her nipples were hard as glass and she reached up to brush them to give them some relief from the ache. Fitz watched her touch herself and felt his control slip even further. He started pushing up into her body like a mad man. Liv cried out and brought her fingers down to her clit. He watched as she played with herself and rode him like a deranged fucking cowgirl and he knew that was it. The Neanderthal was out.
He grabbed her and flipped her onto her back, spreading her thighs wide. He pushed into her so hard he pushed her up into the headboard. She screamed. He hoped he hadn't hurt her but he couldn't make himself stop to find out if she was okay. He was too busy pushing into her over and over again like a lunatic.
His hands on her thighs, he pinned her down and rode her; hard. He was holding her down so she couldn't move. Couldn't move her arms or legs to bring him in closer. So, she used her inner muscles to clench at him. Squeezing him. Some of it was voluntary, but most of it was her body clenching at him in response to those fucking hard thrusts. Fitz felt her tight pussy contracting on him and begged
"Come for me liv, come for me…please" He didn't have long to go and he wanted her with him. Liv didn't need the entreaty her body was racing toward the apex. Just one more…one more and she was off the cliff. She came so hard she couldn't even scream. The climax had robbed her of her voice.
Her senses quickly returned and she screamed into his ear, grabbing onto him with her tight little fucking cunt muscles. It was too much.
He grabbed her and poured into her like a madman. He had never come like that. He kept pushing in riding out the climax the best he could. The orgasm was so strong he stayed on top of her; his hips pulsing against her as aftershocks travelled down his spine. His brain was fried.
Damn. Just when he thought it couldn't get any better it did. It always did with her, with his Livvie.
He rested his forehead on her shoulder and tried to stop the violent tremors still working their way through his body. He felt powerless as he lay on top of her. He didn't know it was possible to feel this much attachment to another human being.
As if sensing his vulnerability. She grabbed a hold of him and kissed him. She hugged him close to her and reassured him.
"It's okay…it's okay…I got you. I got you…." she whispered in his ear as she held him
Fitz let it all go. The pain, the exhaustion and fear from the last week melted from his body and he drifted off to sleep.
Four Weeks Later….
Things were going well. Actually, they were fantastic.
Liv and Fitz spent as much time as they could together. Getting to know each other. It was weird they didn't have the conventional things most people in a relationship have in common; but their differences complimented each other.
They alternated between his house and her house never spending even one night apart. One evening on the way to her house, he had the realization. He stopped in the street and smiled. He made a quick stop and headed to her apartment.
They sat on the couch watching TV. Olivia was having her usual dinner of popcorn when he interrupted. She needed to start eating better and put on some weight. She was too thin.
"You might want to start eating better" Fitz said
"Why?" she asked distractedly as she watched the television
"Because I think you need to put on some weight, your too thin" he repeated his thoughts out loud.
She turned away from the movie and threw him a dirty look
"Why the hell would I want to do that?"
What kind of asshole told you were too thin?!
He looked at her. She really had no idea.
"Well… because I am pretty sure you're pregnant and I need my kid to be nourished by more than just coffee and popcorn"
Olivia froze. She jerked around to face him and the popcorn bowl in her lap fell and poured all over her carpet. She looked like she was going to pass out. It was a good thing she was seating down.
"What…what…huh?" words wouldn't form. She was…what?
Fitz knew he was right, she honestly hadn't figured it out.
She had been so busy with her case load and spending all her free time with him. She had been oblivious. He had been making love to her consistently for six weeks without a period dropping by to ruin his good time.
"We've been dating for six weeks now Liv and I haven't been put in time out for a period" he said smiling. "We've been fucking like rabbits for weeks and in case you remember we weren't too careful when we first started. I was too busy trying to get inside you to think about protection on at least three occasions that I can recall"
Olivia couldn't move. She had gone on the pill after they had started officially dating, but he was right there had defintately been some…slip ups. What in the hell was wrong with her! He was right, she hadn't had her period for weeks!
She stood up and started pacing "Oh my god, oh my god…."
"Stop freaking out Liv, take a deep breath" he stood up and walked over to her grabbing her so she could stop pacing.
"Whatever happens we deal with it together. I should warn you… that I have decided to be ecstatic if I have knocked you up so be prepared for that" he said grinning.
He walked to his bag and pulled out a pharmacy bag.
"Now, be a good girl and go pee on the stick"
Five minutes Later…
They looked up from the stick and looked at each other. Fitz smiled at her smugly and Olivia imitated a grouper her mouth opening and closing in shock. Fitz grabbed her and said the one thing many a man wanted to say to his woman…
"Told you so"