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"Oh my God!" Olivia panted; the distinct curve of her back made more prominent as she felt his adroit tongue tantalizingly move within her wet folds and circling her engorged clit. The way he skillfully circled the stiffened bundle of nerves with his tongue caused her body to tremble in ecstasy. She wanted so desperately to pull away while simultaneously grinding her center against his hungry mouth, because it was too good to fully give up. It didn't matter though, because he wouldn't let her run, his giant palms pinned her down to the mattress as he continued to feast on her. Minutes of pleasure were bringing her closer to her undoing. His stiffened tongue entered her tight channel while his straight nose pressed into her sensitive clit. The diligent thrust of the fleshy muscular organ inside of her was the sweetest feeling she has ever experienced. She knew her orgasm was building but she wanted so badly to prolong it and savor the feelings longer. Each nerve endings alight in her body as she wined against his face in time with his assault by mouth. It was heavenly the way he growled; satiated by the taste she naturally produced. Her hands that were buried in his dark wavy locks moved to the side of her body as the crescendo of her orgasm peaked. Her hands slammed against the bed repeatedly as her body thrashed uncontrollably against his mouth.

"Fitzzzzzz…" she screamed his name loudly, the arch of her back was even more pronounced, feeling the sweet sensation of her orgasm flowing through.

Fitz watched as she was left sprawled out. Her curls splayed across the mint green linen sheet that cloaked her bed. The rise and fall of her chest as she tried to regain her normal breathing pattern was hypnotic. He could see her erect nipples outlined through the thin fabric of her dress. He was still painfully hard and wanted more than anything to relieve himself but he waited for her cue. He didn't want to overstep his bounds after all. He was only going to take how much she was willing to give.

When her breathing pattern returned Olivia looked at Fitz and commanded softly, "lie on your back." He looked at her quizzically but complied with her request a few seconds after. Now lying on his back he watched as she slowly pulled off her dress completely, leaving herself in her undies.

His breath hitched as he watched her amble over to him on knees, settling herself between his legs.

"What are you doing?" He moaned, when her dainty hand grabbed a handful of his erection and began fisting him through his boxer brief.

Liv grinned and licked her lips. "Shh…" She knew exactly what she wanted to do, something she had wanted to since the first time she saw him naked.

Fitz knew what was coming but was having mix emotions on whether to accept it, or tell her he didn't need her to reciprocate the act, which wouldn't be fully true. He would love if she did, if he was being honest with himself and her. "You don't have to do this…" his breathing was labored when he spoke. Her hand was now on the inside of his boxer brief playing with his twin jewel.

"Shh…" this time she didn't say it playfully, she wanted him to shut up and enjoy the moment. "I want to give you pleasure…" she explained.

Fitz watched her and nodded, silently giving her the go ahead.

Mentally he had to keep himself from getting too excited, least he prematurely erupt. The way her smoldering eyes regarded him as she peeled away his boxer brief was not helping.

The weight of him in the palm of her hand aroused her. She looked hungrily at the healthy cream color of his cock - with a pink tip, veiny with a slight curve to the right. It was beautiful, if there was such a way to describe it and her mouth salivated.

Lowering her head she darted out her tongue and licked the underside of it, from base to tip. "Hmmm," she grinned, biting her lips while maintain eye contact with him.

Fitz felt himself twitching and growing even bigger, thinking that was impossible. Something about Olivia aroused him beyond the physical; she aroused his soul.

A few minutes of maintaining his composure from her teasing assault, he felt her warm mouth wrapped around him and he let out a hiss. It felt so incredible to feel himself snuggly fit inside of her small mouth; her tongue caressing him.

She watched as the lower muscles of his stomach undulate each time she bobbed up and down his length.

"Bloody hell, Livvie. Damn…" He groaned as her pace increased.

Olivia enjoyed pleasing him. Her mouth sampling the intimate flavor of his essence while her hand played with the twin jewel hanging low. She fondled with them in the same rhythm as her mouth.

The telltale signs of his orgasm started and he wasn't going to last another minute. "I'm coming," he warned in a high-pitched voice, unlike his own but she didn't let up.

Olivia kept her attention on him as she watched his face contort in pleasure; he was moments away from ejaculation. The jerky movement of his hips only increased each second that passed. When the first trickle of his cum entered her mouth she let out his tip and position it between her breasts while continuing to stroke him through his orgasm.

The stickiness of his seed lightly coated her chest. She released him from her grip and rolled over onto her back – mouth aching from her performance.

"That was incredible." Fitz breathed, turning to face her after his breathing had regulated and blood returned to his upper head. He enveloped her into a hug and kissed her temple.

Olivia blushed.

"You're incredible," he whispered against her right ear.

"So are you," she returned, peering over his arm to look at him. He grinned salaciously before covering her with his body.

Fresh from a shower and casually dressed in black yoga pants and a peach colored cami with built in bra, Olivia moved to the kitchen to start lunch while Fitz got cleaned up. After their coupling both parties fell asleep in a satisfied slumber and woke up a little before 1. Trying not to spend the rest of day in bed, not that either would mind, they forced themselves to get up.

She stared pensively into the refrigerator thinking about what she could whip up for them but coming up short. She wasn't a big cook and often relied on takeout. Scanning the shelves she came across ingredients that would make two sandwiches.

As she gathered everything she needed and had started the process of making the sandwiches, she began replaying her morning. She couldn't believe that Fitz was there, in her house, in her shower, and had slept in her bed. Of course it was true; the physical evidence of his imprints were afresh on her body.

She was grinning like a fool as she slathered a thin layer of mayonnaise onto the bread. The familiar tone of her customized ringtone broke her reverie. She looked across the island at the thin gold and white iPhone and saw that it was her mother. Bread knife in hand she reached for the phone and swiped the screen to answer.

"Hey Ma," she greeted lightly. She loved her mother and enjoyed talking to her. It wasn't always like this; there was a time when they argued a lot, but since moving out of her parents' house their relationship strengthened.

"Hey Livia, how are you baby girl? I called your studio, wondering if you wanted to go out to lunch but Quinn said you called out today. You're not sick, are you?"

Olivia smiled into the phone now lodged between her shoulder and face as she continued her food preparation.

"No, I'm not sick. Something came up so I took a personal day."

"Oh," her mother's voice took on a curious tone. "You never take personal days, your schedule is already as flexible as it is. What came up?"

Olivia rolled her eyes playfully while placing a freshly washed leaf of lettuce onto the sliced tomato. "Mom…"

Before she could fully get out what she was trying to say.

A freshly showered Fitz entered the room wearing a simple white V-neck shirt and blue denim jeans. His hair was still damp and slicked back on his head. He smelled ravenous: clean, woodsy, ocean-y and him. He looked so homey in her apartment. She took him in, forgetting that her mother was on the phone.

"I like your little shower caddy in the bathroom," he teased. He didn't see that she was on the phone because her hair camouflaged it. "I didn't know that you were still into princesses."

Olivia blushed, having forgotten about the bright pink shower caddy with most of the Disney princesses printed on it that her sister had bought as a joke for her birthday. It was actually an entire bathroom set, including floor mats and a shower curtain as well, but she didn't dare use those. One day while taking a shower she noticed that her old caddy was rusting and quickly changed it out because the look of rust grossed her out for some reason, but she had forgotten to actually buy a new one, a grown up one.

"Livia, who just talked?" Her mother's voice startled her.

"Umm. Mom, can I call you back?" she scrambled to say as Fitz mouthed a sorry when he realized she was on the phone.

"Yes…but after you tell me who just spoke? Is it Fitz? The person sounds like they have an English accent." Of course Carol would pick that up. Over twenty-five years as a psychologist left her with a sharp mind and the ability to discern situations and people. No doubt she had picked up on her daughter's cheery voice, also.

"Yes mom." It was no used lying to her.

"Livia, why didn't you tell me? Are you going to bring him over for dinner? Your father and I would love that." Carol's voice stern but also kind as she spoke.

Olivia didn't know how to reply to that with Fitz in earshot. Would he want to go to dinner at her parents? Would it be too soon? She mentally questioned.

"Mom, I don't know if that's a good idea. I'll call you later. Love you." Olivia replied, giving no room for negotiation, well, at least for the time being.

Carol seeming to get it conceded, for now. "Ok darling, let me know. I love you too. Tell Fitz I said hi."

"Ok ma, bye." Olivia smiled before disconnecting the call. By now Fitz was seated comfortably opposite her.

He was watching her carefully and she felt her face heat up and her heartbeat soar. Clearing her throat to collect herself, she said, "That was my mother."

He smiled. "Sorry for interrupting, I didn't know you were on the phone. How is she?" He inquired.

"She's good and she said to tell you hi." Olivia said a bit reservedly; although they've talked about family they never went in depth.

She could see the surprise on his face. "You told your mom about me?" Her heart warmed at the boyish look he sported. He was just as nervous as she was.

Olivia nodded as she continued working with her hands. "Is that a bad thing or a good thing?"

"A good thing," he quickly added. "I told my mum about you, too." If he wasn't already breathtakingly handsome she think she would've fallen for him because of the endearing way he called his mother. "I even showed her your pictures."

"And what does she think?" Olivia asked, plating their food, curious to know if his mom liked her.

"She thinks you're beautiful, which anyone with eyes can see and sound like a charming woman, which is true." He answered proudly.

"So she doesn't mind that I'm black?" She asked straightforwardly in a casual tone.

"No, she's not that type of person but even if she was that wouldn't make a difference about the way I feel about you."

Olivia's heart had grown twice the size in adoration for this man. She could only smile. She walked over to him and sat the plate containing the sandwich and a side of sweet potato chips in front of him.

"Sorry, this is all I have to offer," she explained, feeling like she could've done better.

Fitz grabbed ahold of her hand and brought it to his lips. "Thank you. You already went out of your way for me. I appreciate it very much."

She smiled brightly at him and said, "You're welcome." She was glad to know that her efforts were appreciated, even small.

They sat together and ate, mostly in companionable silence. When their bites were running out, Olivia turned to Fitz and said, "would it be too soon if I asked you to accompany me to my parents' for dinner?"

Fitz waited until he had adequately chewed and swallowed his food before answering, "Is this what you want?" He watched as she shrugged her shoulders unsurely.

She took a few seconds to think over her answer before finally saying, "Yes, only… if you don't think it's too soon for you." She wasn't one to carry home men she dated to her parents unless she was serious about them. Fitz would be the third one, including her prom date, Jarrod.

"I don't think it's too soon," he answered sincerely. "We're both grown adults and know what we want for the most part. So, yes, I'll be happy to be your dinner date." He smiled, leaned over and gave her a peck on the cheek.

"Thank you," she grinned. She was falling so hard for the man beside her and there was nothing she wanted to do about it.

Later that day when the sun was going down and the sky had taken on an orangish hue mixed with deep purple and blue, Fitz and Liv laughed heartily as they tried watching one of the Real Housewives of some city that they happened to came across. Even though he consented to the dinner date at her parents she wanted him all to herself for the first night so she arranged with her mother for the next night. Carol was over the moon and hung up quickly to go start her preparation, which included scouting the Internet for new recipes.

They snuggled together, Fitz lying on the couch and Olivia between his legs with her head on his firm chest and his arm around her waist, a few inches above her ass. A bowl of popcorn within hand reach on the coffee table, they were all set to watch the drama show.

"What atrocity is this?" Fitz asked, staring aghast at the flat screen TV mounted on the wall, watching two women fight over nothing. At least to him it was nothing. "And, I thought British telly was bad."

Olivia laughed and swatted his chest. She was enjoying his nitpicking so much that it became a side commentary for the experience. "Oh hush up," she quipped, rising up on her elbows to look at him.

"I'm telling the truth," he smirked and Olivia rolled her eyes. "You're really cute when you do that."

"What?" she feigned ignorance, rolling her eyes again.

"That," he said, subtly moving his hands to her ass and squeezing it. "You're a naughty little minx."

"What you going to do about it?" She challenged boldly.

"Remind you who gives you pleasure."

A few minutes later she was naked and bent over the chair arm while he pummeled in and out of her as she screamed at the top of her lungs. It felt amazing, from the feel of his muscular form pressing into her soft flesh in the perfect mold, to the feel of his hardness caressing deep within her chambers. He sucked on her earlobes and bit on her neck, he was doing what he told her he would do, erase every memory of pleasure that she didn't received from the hands of him.

Completely spent and wrapped up in each other arms, tangled legs entwined as they tried regulating their breathing. Fitz noticed that the dreadful TV show had ended and a rerun of Friends was on. He refocused his attention onto the woman who had already gotten his heart but didn't know it because he wasn't sure he was ready to reveal it to her.

He kissed the crown of her head and whispered," you are the finest, loveliest, tenderest, and most beautiful person I have ever known – and even that is an understatement."

Olivia smiled, recognizing the words of F. Scott Fitzgerald because Fitz sent her a lot of his quote, mostly in little handwritten notes by mail because it was more authentic to him. He said, he may've not written the words but at least he can handwrite it, it was the least he could do. She may've laughed at the time when he explained his reasoning but she loved it. It was the small things that count.

"Fitz?" she whispered softly.

"Hmm?'

"I'm falling in love with you."

He smiled and held her tighter. "I've already fallen."

An: Please review and let me know what you think! :). Are you still enjoying this version of Liv and Fitz? Do you like the addition of Carol? Is it too soon for Fitz to meet her parents? Let me know your highlights of the chapter.

Until next time,

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P.S. I am back in school so updates will be infrequent, unfortunately. But I'll try to balance it all. ;)