Chapter 4

Hi everyone! Sorry for the delay! Life has been pretty hectic lately, but I'll try to update more regularly. Please review!

Olivia awoke the next morning engulfed in a warm cocoon of muscled. She slowly opened her eyes and came face to face with Fitz's broad chest. The hair there was spring and soft and the perfect amount. She'd never liked too much body hair on a guy, but he had just enough to be sexy yet not overwhelming. Moving her gaze up to his face, she took advantage of the opportunity to gaze upon him unobserved. His curls were messy and his long eye lashes fanned out on the skin beneath them He really was a gorgeous man.

Olivia moved her hand to his abdomen and the hard ripples there sent a shot of arousal straight through her gut. He must've moved them while she was asleep because they were cuddled together under a thin sheet. Liv, feeling mischievous, slid her hand under the sheet. Just as she was about to make contact with is groin…

"Livvie…" he growled.

"Shit!" she yelped, quickly withdrawing her hand.

She slapped him on the chest when he started laughing hysterically.

"That's not funny, Fitz! You scared me!"

"I know, I know," he wiped the tears from his eyes and tried to get his laughter under control. "But you're just so cute. You know you can touch me, right? I'm all yours."

"I know. I just," Liv was flustered. He was so open and honest with his feelings towards her. "I've just never hand this before," she admitted. "I'm not really sure what to expect."

Fitz sat up and looked at her fully.

"This is whatever you want it to be, Livvie. I'm already one hundred percent sure I want you and no one else, but if you need time, that's fine too."

Olivia bit her lip sheepishly, "I don't need time…"

"You want me, too?"

"I want you, too."

The smile that lit up Fitz's face warmed her heart. He leaned in to kiss her and she met him halfway. She gently sucked on his lower lip and then tangled her tongue with his, enjoying his taste. They quickly got carried away and Liv rolled until she was straddling him. She sat up with a mysterious glint in her eyes and she rubbed her hand up and down his chest, "I'm going to shower. Care to join me?"

Fitz thrust his hips up slightly, brushing his erection against her hot core and causing them both to moan. "Don't stop us now, baby."

Olivia leaned forward and nipped his bottom lip before soothing the bite with her tongue, "Who said anything about stopping? I've just always wanted to have shower sex, and since you're mine now…" She lowered her hand to his groin and gently stroked his harness. Just as Fitz was starting to get lost in the sensations, she jumped off of him and ran towards the bathroom.

"Come on, pretty boy!"

He chased after her and wrapped his arms around her waist, lifting her off her feet momentarily. "I'm going to get you for that you little minx," he growled into her ear.

Olivia spun around in his arms and pressed their naked bodies together.

"I sure hope so."

/

After thoroughly washing every inch of his Livvie's beautiful body, Fitz wrapped her in a large fluffy towel and carried her to his bed. After laying her down softly, he couldn't resist pressing a gentle kiss to her lips before grabbing the bottle of lotion on the nearby dresser.

"Is this okay?" he showed her the label of the Suave Coco Butter lotion.

"It's perfect, Fitz," she said while gazing up at him gently.

Fitz pumped the lotion into his hands a few times and rubbed them together so it wouldn't be too cold on her skin. Olivia lifted her leg to rest her foot on his chest and right before he touched her, he froze. He couldn't believe someone so beautiful was allowing him to touch her in such an intimate, yet non-sexual way. He felt privileged, honored; yet scared. He didn't want to mess this up; taint her in any way.

"Fitz," she broke through his musings. "I want this. Please."

"Anything you want," he murmured, and proceeded to apply the lotion gently to her raised leg, being sure not to miss an inch. Olivia's skin was so soft and smooth; he was captivated, and couldn't help but stare at her reverently, his hands trembling slightly.

"Relax, babe."

He grinned a little. "I'm trying. I'm nervous."

"I know, and it's cute, really, but unnecessary. Tell me about yourself," she implored.

"What do you want to know?"

"Everything. But let's start easy, favorite color?"

He chuckled, already relaxing a bit more. "So you want to play twenty questions?"

At her overeager not he laughed again. "Okay, then. My favorite color is red. What's yours?"

"White."

He stored that information away for later, but couldn't help teasing her. "White's not even a color."

"Is too."

"Is not."

"Is too, now it's your turn to ask a question," she giggled, a sound that was quickly becoming the center of his universe.

"There are so many things I want to know about you…" He gently rolled her over onto her stomach and continued to apply lotion to her beautiful body. "Like how are you so gorgeous?"

"Ditto, baby."

He couldn't hold in his grin. "But I'll start with something easy. What's your favorite food?"

His ran his hands over her luscious backside, earning a moan from her before she could answer his question.

"Chicken parmesan. You?"

"You."

"What?"

"You're my favorite food," he told her bluntly, remembering how he'd hooked her leg over his shoulder in the shower and feasted until she'd begged him to stop. He'd never enjoyed going down on a woman as much as he enjoyed tasting Olivia. He'd only done it twice thus far, but he planned to make sure his woman stayed satisfied.

Olivia repositioned herself to kneel on the bed and wrapped her arms around his neck, playing with the hair there. "You can't stay stuff like that to me while we're both naked and you're running your hands all over my body."

He smirked and caressed her hips, moving down to squeeze her ass. "So you like my hands on you?"

"I'd answer that question but your ego is already big enough," she moved off of the bed and attempted to step out of his arms.

Tightening his grip around her waist and leaning down to nip her neck, he whispered, "Is something else big enough for you, too, Livvie?" He expected her to push him away and laugh off the comment, but instead, she turned back to face him and caressed his cheek. "Fitzgerald, babe, I've learned quite a bit about you so far today. You've got a big smile, a big heart, big hands, and yes, a big…" she paused and licked her lips. Fitz was frozen, except for one part of his body, which was growing harder with her every word. "Ego," she finished with a laugh and then pulled away from him, making him groan.

"Now come on, I want to see the beach!" Olivia quickly pulled back on her clothes, minus the heels, and ran down the stairs.

Still standing there shocked, Fitz looked down at his semi-erect member and couldn't help but chuckle. "You're going to be the death of me," he muttered, and then proceeded to dress and follow his Livvie down the stairs.

/

Olivia was at peace. She'd never allowed herself to be alone with a man since she'd gotten to college. She'd dated, yeah, but she always made sure to be in a public place with others around. It was always more comfortable that way; that was also why she'd been so shocked by Fitz's… girth. It'd been so long since she'd had sex and he was larger than the average man, so she was feeling a bit sore. But, a small smile came over her face, it was well worth it.

"Penny for your thoughts?" Fitz murmured from his position behind her. They were sitting in the sand watching the waves crash on the shore. It was a beautiful, sunny Saturday and neither one of them could imagine another place they'd rather be.

"They're all about you," she purred. "Thanks for today, Fitz. Your family really does have a beautiful house."

"Olivia, I want you to listen to me, and listen to me well. From here on out, you don't ever have to thank me for taking care of you. And speaking of beautiful houses, if you like this one, you'll love the ranch in Santa Barbara."

"Okay…" Olivia wasn't sure what he meant by that.

"I think-. Well if you want to -. Maybe you could-"

"Spit it out, Fitzgerald."

"Would you like to spend Spring Break with me? I was planning on going to the ranch to see my mom and sister, but I realize it's probably a little early to meet the family. I wouldn't want you to feel uncomfortable or anything. I just don't want to spend an entire week away from you."

Fitz's little speech trailed off and Olivia turned in his arms. The sun was shining down on them and the way it glinted off of the blue of his eyes made her heart flutter. Right then and there, she knew she'd spend the rest of her life with this man if he'd have her. She turned to kneel in the sand before him and pressed a gentle kiss to his forehead, running her fingers through the hair there.

"Do you not want me to meet your family yet? Is that why you're offering to go somewhere else?"

"No, sweetheart. I would love for you to meet them; I just don't want to pressure you. And I'd also like a little alone time with you, which I don't see changing any time."

Liv smiled at him gently. "How about we make a deal?"

"Talk to me."

"We go to your family's home Saturday through Tuesday, and Wednesday through Sunday we do something on our own?"

"You drive a hard bargain, Miss Pope. Where would you like to go?"

"Surprise me."

"You've got it, sweet baby," and they sealed the deal with a kiss.

Review please!