Firstly in this next punch on your "Ticket to Ride" I wanted to thank Around here Somewhere and anjelicajasmin. There two stories gave me some inspiration to write the long awaited love scene all of you have been waiting for. Their encouragement to write their first time was a tremendous help to me. They told me to write from the heart and I hope that is what I did. I hope you all enjoy and need a cold shower afterwards. ;-)

Chapter 11: "Was This All Just A Dream…"

(Reception and The Wedding Night.)

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Flashback to An Hour or So Before the Wedding…

Fitz had been non-stop thinking about Olivia all day. He could not believe that they were FINALLY getting married. It just did not seem real. When she called him this morning, and asked him to marry her, he melted in the bed they shared. How he wanted her there with him. How he wanted to hold her in his arms.

Now it was finally all going to happen and his nerves were completely shot. The closer the ceremony became, the more he was freaking out. Cyrus, Jerry, Stephen, Huck and Harrison tried to offer him something to drink but he absolutely refused. Yes it would have calmed him down, but he knew the only thing that could do that was HIS Livy.

When he started "pacing in circles," all the guys knew he wasn't going to make it much longer. Stephen and Cyrus finally decided to do an intervention;

"Sir," Fitz continued to pace, not hearing Cyrus.

"Fitz," Stephen called for him now and he continued to pace in circles.

Fitz kept saying out loud to himself, "What if she doesn't show up? What if she doesn't marry me today? What if I still loose her?"

Everyone whispered in the room. Cyrus grabbed his cell phone and made "the call." He knew only one person would calm his best friend, the President of the United States down, on his wedding day.

Cyrus put the phone on speaker, and the entire room heard, 'FITZGERALD!'

Fitz stood dead in his tracks and turned to look at Cyrus who was holding the phone. "Now that I got your attention, Mr. President." The smile began to emerge on his face, getting bigger by the second.

"I will see you in an hour, to become your wife. You need to calm down and stop pacing in circles. That is MY job, remember. I. Love. You."

After that Cyrus hung up the phone. Fitz didn't say a word because no words could be said to say how he was feeling at that moment. In a little over an hour she would be HIS, FINALLY.

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After the wedding….

"Now I would like to present to you all for the first time in public, Mr. and Mrs. Fitzgerald Thomas Grant III, The President and First Lady of the United States," was the last thing Olivia heard before Fitz scooped her into his waiting arms, and kissed her again in front of their guests. Everyone was cheering and clapping. As he felt his arms tighten around her more, he deepened the kiss, whispering to her, "I love you."

He finally broke the kiss, picked her up and carryied her down the aisle. She knew there was no way he was going to put her down so she buried her face into his neck, placing kisses on him all the up the aisle. Fitz motioned for the secret service to open the door to the house so he could carry her inside.

As the door opened she heard Abby yell, "You've got 30 minutes for a quickie, so enjoy it. When you get back, your hair best be messed up good Liv!"

Olivia couldn't say anything because she was so embarrassed. As the door closed, Fitz finally put her down, and released her. She walked away from him, holding her bouquet still. He did not say a word. He just watched his wife. Wife, he could not believe that she was truly, utterly, legally his wife. FINALLY!

She walked over to the big bay windows that were right next to the tree. She stood there, mesmerized by her bouquet which she smelled, and her wedding rings. He watched his WIFE, place her flowers on the window, and stare at her left hand. She played with both rings, not believing that he was her husband now. He watched how she brought her hand to her heart, clutching the rings, and let out a sigh.

He then finally noticed every detail of her gown. First was her veil. How it went past her gown, and how her hair was perfect in it. He then noticed the open back of her dress, and how low it dipped down to her tail bone. He knew she picked the dress for this reason. She knew his hands would be there quite a bit before he would be able to strip her out of it. He was already having thoughts of his fingers gracing her back, pulling her into him, making her quiver with anticipation.

She noticed how truly beautiful and breathtaking her gown fit on her body. How it hung around her hips, showed her perfect cleavage, and enhanced her beauty even more. She picked this gown to drive him insane and it was working on all levels. He loved how it clung to her tiny body on the top, and fanned out at her hips. The material, design, seeing her standing there, left him speechless.

He finally walked over to her, still unable to find his words. He graced his fingers on her cheek and she instantly melted to him. He grabbed her hands, walked her over to the couch and he sat down. He just looked up at his WIFE standing in front of him. Tears began to pool in his eyes, causing Olivia to wipe them away. Her touch immediately caused more tears to fall, and he pulled her into his lap, trying not to mess up the dress, or her veil.

Olivia took her hands, and placed them onto his face. She placed "butterfly kisses" all over his face, kissing all his hurt, anger, angst, and pain away. She then looked into his eyes and said "I belong to you. I wait for you. I watch for you. You own me. You control me, always," which caused him to wrap his arms around her tighter.

"What?" she finally asked him.

Fitz whispered to her, caressing her face, "You were my one last chance that I never thought I would find. I saved the best of me for you. I am in love with you. You are the love of my life. You own me. You control me. I watch for you. I wait for you. I exist for you, my beautiful wife."

Olivia didn't say anything. She them remembered the first time they uttered these words to one another. It was almost two years ago. Both said them, screaming at the other, finally coming to grips with all their feelings. They were realizing that it was the same storm raging in both their hearts. Both knew after this night, this would never been the same.

And now, they were married. Fitz picked up her hand, and kissed both HIS rings that were on her ring finger. He interlocked his hand with hers, and took his free hand and caressed her face. He then looked into her eyes and said "Marry me?"

Olivia let out a huge sigh and slight giggle. "Mr. President, if you didn't notice, I just DID marry you. But in case you forgot, YES! I will never tire of you asking me. My answer will always be YES."

Fitz pulled her lips into his, and kissed his wife. He stretched her out onto the couch and placed his body on top of his beautiful bride. "I love you Olivia Grant," he began to say over and over again. Each time he said it, he deepened the kiss. Each time he said it, the passion within in his heart and soul grew more intense.

Olivia could feel his hands begin to pull up her gown, and her hands begin to unbutton his pants. Just when she was about to unzip his trousers, a knock on the door stopped them in their tracks.

"Yes?' Fitz said.

"Excuse Mr. President, Mrs. Grant, the photographer is ready for you now." Announced Tom.

When Olivia heard "Mrs. Grant," she pulled her husband down, breathed in his scent, and kissed him passionately again. Fitz noticed her reaction to being called this for the first time by one of his agents. Tears started to come into both their eyes, knowing that this was the day both their lives were beginning.

Fitz told her "Shhhh…What's wrong? Livy?" He sat her up again.

"It's just, just…" she stopped, paused, and looked into his gorgeous eyes.

"What, Mrs. Grant, my beautiful bride and wife?"

"Today really happened. I mean I am REALLY your wife. I'm yours, for real, and your mine." All of a sudden the reality hit her hard, hearing Tom call her formally 'Mrs. Grant.'

"Fitz not only that, but I AM the First Lady now. I mean I knew it worked like that but I really am aren't I. Oh my goodness."

A smile came across Fitz's face, seeing the realization I her eyes. He knew that she knew once they were married she would become the First Lady, but to see her finally come to terms with it made his heart sore like never before.

"Yes, Livy not only are you the love of my life. But you are now Olivia Carolyn Grant, wife of President Fitzgerald Grant, the President of the United States. My wife, my soul mate, my everything. Come on, let's go take our wedding photos and enjoy our reception."

"Eager to get it over with, Mr. President?" She asked all seductively, causing Fitz to growl at her.

"Yes," he replied, whispering into her neck, cleavage, and ears.

"Oh why's that. You think you're getting lucky tonight Mr. President?" She moaned the 'Mr. President in his ear, causing him to shutter, and melt all at the same time.

Olivia could feel his hands on her back, attempting to unbutton her gown. He stopped and started to slide the straps off her shoulders. She quivered and watched him plant kisses where the straps where, increasing her desire for him. He then placed the straps back on her shoulders, and placed more kisses all the way up to her ears, cheeks, then devouring her lips.

"Mrs. Grant, as soon as the reception is over, there is NOTHING that is going to stop me from finally making love to my beautiful bride. So the sooner we go enjoy our reception, the sooner we can get naked. I am a very patient man, except when it comes to you. I have waited two years and this week to have you. You're lucky I don't have you naked already."

"Well, let's get out there. I can't wait for the wedding night either. Your WIFE has needs and they ALL revolve around you." She got off his lap, grabbed her flowers, and sauntered away from him, shaking her hips and backside. His eyes were totally focused on her hips, and he walked up to her, placing his hands on them.

She stepped up the first step and turned around to face him. She wrapped her arms around him and kissed him one more time. "I love you and we're in this together."

Fitz replied, "And I love you, and yes we're in this together." He knocked on the door and the agents opened it for them to go back outside for their reception.

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Let's Get This Party Started….The Reception

As they walked outside the double doors onto the deck, the bride and groom, were surprised to see everyone waiting for them already. Their guests through some rose petals in the air. Olivia walked over to Abby to have her make-up touched up before James could start taking pictures. The pictures took about 30-45 minutes. James got some beautiful shots of the couple.

After the pictures were taken, before dinner was served, the couple was asked to walk out onto the dance floor so they could have their "first dance" as husband and wife. Olivia gave her bouquet to Abby to hold. Fitz pulled Olivia into his body placing both his large hands onto her open back. Immediately he started rubbing circles, causing her to become filled with desire for him.

THE FIRST DANCE…

As "From This Moment" by Shania Twain started, Olivia wrapped her arms around his neck, and began to play with his hair. He almost lost it completely when she started to sing to him again as they danced. For the entire duration of the song, her eyes NEVER left his for a moment. Each word that came out of her lips, made him realize, with tears in his eyes, how lucky he was to finally to be able to call her his.

As the song continued, their forehands touched and he pulled her into him even tighter. She caressed his face, causing him to sigh, filling his heart with such love for her that he didn't think was possible. In this moment, they were the only two people in the room, nothing else mattered. IT was just them. By the end of the song, Fitz had her feet off the ground, almost causing her to mess the words up.

When the last words of "From This Moment" left her mouth, his lips were on her immediately. He said then to her, "Mrs. Grant, YOU are amazing, and are SO going to pay for that."

She reached her hands under his jacket, and tried to get to his skin under his belt. "We'll see about that. We'll see." Their guests clapped and finally everyone was able to sit down and eat.

The meal was delicious. The first course was a delicious salad filled with raspberries and strawberries. Then the main course you could chose either Filet Mignon wrapped in bacon, or a stuffed chicken breast filled with butter, garlic, and truffles with many side items you can choose from. Fitz and Olivia did get to eat, in between the champagne glasses being hit so they could kiss.

BUTTERFLY KISSES….

After the meal was finished there was more dancing. Olivia got her "father/daughter" dance with Cyrus. She chose the song "Butterfly Kisses" by Bob Carlisle. As the song started to play, she nodded to Fitz, who went over and got Karen. Karen was surprised when he did so. He looked into his daughter's eyes and told her, "Sweetheart, this is a father/daughter dance and I want to dance with my baby girl, at my wedding, to this song. Olivia chose it for more than just her and Cyrus."

Since Karen was a lot shorter than Fitz still, she took her shoes off and placed her feet on top of his. As the music began, both couples on the floor dance to "Butterfly Kisses." Olivia watched how Fitz sang parts of the song to Karen, causing her to cry in Cyrus's arms. When the verse of the song said, "She'll change her name today. She'll make a promise and I'll give her away," Cyrus walked over to Fitz and placed Olivia in his arms. Karen started to dance with Cyrus. As the couples to finished the dance there was not a dry eye anymore. It was perfect.

THE BOUQUET AND GARTER TOSS….

Once everyone stopped crying, Stephen came out onto the dance floor and asked all the single ladies to come out for Olivia to throw her bouquet. Abby, Quinn, Karen, and some of the White House staff came out. With Fitz standing in front of her, smiling, she lifted her hands and threw it. She looked around and saw that no one caught and everyone was laughing.

"Hey where the heck did it go?" Olivia asked.

"Mrs. Grant look up?" Said Stephen laughing.

"What…?" Olivia looked up and she threw it so high that her flowers got caught up in the rigging on the tent. "Okay someone bring me a chair."

But her husband had other plans. Before she was able to get one he scooped her up, and lifted her so that she could reach the flowers. As he let her slide down his body, everyone in the room could tell where this was going.

"Kiss her! Kiss her!" Everyone started to shout, and before Olivia knew it, she was dipped over and their lips were locked in a passionate kiss again. In the middle of the kiss, she threw the flowers again and Abby caught it cheering.

Once they broke apart, Fitz placed her on the chair and the biggest Cheshire grin came across his face. Before she could say anything, he dug himself under her dress to find the garter. On his way out he went up "high" and flicked his tongue against her, causing her to just about fall out of the chair. When he emerged with the garter in his teeth, Olivia was ten shades of red.

Harrison, Jerry, Huck, Tom and the other agents, and staffers stood behind him. Before he threw it behind him, Olivia licked her lips, causing him to flick the garter much too high. He turned around, and low and behold it was stuck in the same place Olivia's bouquet was a few moments before. The entire room erupted in laughter. Fitz stood on the chair and grabbed it. He got down, turned around and tossed it. When he turned around, JERRY caught it. Everyone laughed and Jerry got to dance with Abby.

CAKE ANYONE…

Next was the cake. Olivia and Fitz went over to their beautiful wedding cake. It was three layers, all in white whipped icing. One the cake were red roses, that graced every layer. The inside of the cake was red velvet and raspberry filling. (Yummy.) Fitz and Olivia got the first piece together, and got ready to feed each other.

Fitz put the first piece in Olivia's mouth, and as she took it into her mouth she deliberately took his fingers to causing him to almost loose it entirely. When it was her turn to feed him, she decided to be extra "sweet." She decided to place the piece of cake on top of her cleavage, daring him to come and get it. As the realization hit him, a devilish grin came across his face. He sauntered up to her, and traced his fingers along the edges of the cake. Then he dipped his head down onto her chest doing the same with his tongue. Before she knew, he ate the piece right off her chest.

Abby yelled, "We need to get you two out of here before you strip each other. Whoa, that was hot. I never knew you had that in you Liv," causing her to nuzzle herself into Fitz. Fitz squeezed her tighter and asked if they could finally be alone. She nodded because she couldn't wait any longer either.

As they walked, to where the driver would be taking down to the other side of the ranch, Olivia noticed a white carriage, white horse and driver. She screamed "Oh My god! Fitz!" All their guests clapped they went over and thank everyone. She hugged all of her team and would see them in a few weeks. They were leaving tomorrow morning for home. Fitz then helped her inside and the driver guided the horse down the path.

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#WeddingNightGate…;-) Rated "M" for older Pumpkins

The driver stopped right outside the cabin that Fitz and Olivia were staying for the next few days. Fitz plans on taking her away this weekend, but Olivia doesn't know that yet. Fitz got out of the carriage first, and before Olivia could even step onto the step, he scooped her up in his strong arms again. She opened the door for him and they stepped inside.

He placed her on the bottom of the steps to go upstairs, and went over to grab a bottom of her favorite wine. But something told him they wouldn't make it to that. Before he got back to her, she picked up her dress and took off up the stairs. Fitz let out the biggest laugh saying,

"Oh no you don't Mrs. Grant, you are not getting away from me tonight?"

Then he was right behind her, grabbing her from behind, pulling her into him. She could feel his desire for her, through his pants. He picked her back up and opened the door to their wedding suite. He placed her back down on the floor and she stopped breathing for a moment.

Before her she saw candles, roses in vases, and rose petals all over the floor and bed. The bed was huge. Silk sheets, cream color, with throw pillows to match. Over it was a canopy, with sheer material on the sides.

"Fitz," was all she could say before he turned her around and started kissing her passionately. She slid his jacket off his arms, and he let it slide to the floor. He then reached up into her hair and very carefully pulled her veil out, letting her hair down. He brushed her hair away from her neck and shoulders and started to kiss her with his lips and tongue, causing her knees to go weak. With each kiss, her anticipation grew more intense as did their yearning for each other.

She then reached behind his neck and undid his bow tie, flinging it across the room causing both of them to smile at each other. Once his tie was off, she began to unbutton his tux shirt. She then started to lift his under shirt. Fitz felt her fingers on his bare skin, causing him to moan. She then slid his tux shirt off his shoulders and he lifted his arms for her to get his under shirt off. Once it was off, she placed kisses all the way down his chest, where the buttons were.

Before Fitz could start to unbutton her gown, she pulled away from him, teasing him with her eyes. He followed her around the room, until she sat herself on top of a shelf. She motioned for him to come closer, and he obeyed. Next thing she knew, he had her pinned against the wall, nestling himself in between her legs.

She grabbed his hands and broke their lips apart. He finally said to her "What…?"

"I need you to say it Fitz. I NEED to you tell me what you want. Please, Mr. President." She was pleading with him, tracing her fingers against her lips, then finally against his "need" for her.

A huge smile came across his face just then. He KNEW what she wanted to hear…."Take Off Your Clothes."

Olivia hopped down off the shelf, knocking the light off in the process, causing them both to laugh. She turned herself around, and said, "Mr. President, would you mind helping your wife, with some of these buttons." After she said this, she moved her hips back and forth into him, causing him to just about rip her out of her gown.

"I live to serve my First Lady, Mrs. Grant," he whispered into her ear, then sucking her ear lobe and neck as he began to unbutton her gown. With each button he undid, he placed kisses where the button was once clasped together.

As his fingers started to un-clasp the buttons, he used his mouth and tongue on her straps of her gown. He slid it, underneath the strap of each shoulder, causing her legs to shake, each time she felt him do so. Once most of the buttons were unhooked, she felt his hands take a "walk" to her stomach and find her "girls."

Once his hands were on them, both became hard, under his touch causing her to press into him further. His touch upon her chest, as her husband, for the first time, was one of the most exhilarating experiences. All she felt was pure love, with each caress, causing her to press herself harder into him.

She reached her hands behind her, as he was kissing her neck, whispering, "I want you. I want to be inside my beautiful wife." She began to unbutton his pants. Once she got the button, she undid the zipper, found what she's been wanting, and grabbed a hold of him. He moaned into her ear, once her hands touched him. As he began to touch him, he felt alive, possessed, and wanted in such a way, that it was almost his undoing. His Livy, his Wife, was touching him, finally. This caused him, to spin her around, wrap her arms around his neck, and he kissed her again, letting his tongue find hers.

She gradually moved away, causing him to let out a gasp of air and whimper. He let his tux pants fall to the floor, and he stepped out of his shoes and socks. He then watched her, face him and let her gown slide off her body. It took ever power within him, not to pounce on her at that moment. The first sight of his wife, almost naked in front him, made his legs weak, mouth water, and his longing for her hit the roof.

Olivia stepped out of her gown, and she was just in her lace, white, see threw panties. Fitz started to slowly walk towards her. Each step he took, he felt himself move in his boxers, wanting out, and to become "one" with her again. She moved away from him, and slid under the fabric that was hanging off their bed.

She spread herself across the silk sheets, taking her panties off for him, causing a gasp of air to come out of his lungs. His wife, then propped her arms up behind her, and began to tease herself for his viewing pleasure for him. Fitz finally said, "Oh no Sweet Baby, that is my job."

He stripped out of his boxers, and slithered onto the bed, on top of her. His mouth came crashing down upon hers, causing her entire body to arch into his. Once his lips left her mouth, they found their way to her neck, chest, and "girls." He sent shock waves through her, as he kissed them, touched them, caressed them with his hands, mouth and tongue. He had done this in the past, but now he was her husband, which caused her senses to go into overdrive.

He stopped, hearing her moan, and planted more kisses down her stomach. He then travelled "down south" and showed her pleasure like she's never experience in her life. Her HUSBAND, was kissing her, touching her in a way that she didn't think was possible. She could feel the tears in her eyes starting to form. Just when she was about to scream, he stopped and perched himself above her, staring into her eyes.

He didn't move, or attempt to become one with the "love of his life" yet. He just wanted to gaze upon this woman, his Livy, who was now his wife. He had always known she was the most beautiful woman in his world. But now it was different. She was his WIFE, and it made her even more beautiful. Something that he didn't think was possible. He could see the tears, love, heartache, and passion within her eyes. As their breathing began to slow down, finally they were in sync with each other.

Before he pushed himself into her, he touched her face, causing tears in her eyes to trail down her cheeks. He leaned down, placed his forehead onto hers and said, "One Minute."

She gazed into his eyes and said, "One Minute." Each wanted to savor this moment before they were "one" again. Before each of their souls finally united, never to be separated again. Olivia touched his face, with her hands, and started to kiss his cheeks, forehead, and nose,

Before her lips and finally met his lips, she said to him "I'm yours. No more waiting. Make love to me Fitz. Make love to your wife for the first time." These words unleashed the love, passion and desire that had been buried within his soul since they first met and she walked away the first time over two years ago.

"I. Love. You Livy. I love you so much," Fitz told her as he lowered his lips to her and gradually entered her for the first time in two years. The more he pushed himself inside her, the deeper the kiss became. As his tongue found hers, they each moaned into each other's mouths like never before. As he moved inward, he was afraid to hurt her. They made love countless times before but this was different.

Once he could not enter her anymore, and he was fully inside her, she gasped for air, and she looked into his eyes. He stopped moving and looked at her. Olivia whispered to him, "I'm yours. I need to feel my husband move inside me. Please," she begged him, "Fitz," growling and nipping in his ear, "don't hold back. I want ALL of you. Make love to me."

With those words, they started to move together. He didn't hold back anymore. The passion and lust he felt at the moment was like nothing he's ever felt before for her. The more he moved in and out of her, the more he wanted her. He let his hands roam free all over her body, causing her to move more against him. He cupped her hip, lifting it up, causing her to clamp down on him even more.

This friction was causing both of them to increase their movements. As he pushed himself in and out of her, he felt her hands on his back, attempting not to claw him. She placed her hands on his hips, wanting him to move harder and faster in her. Each movement he made she matched perfectly, causing both of them to pant, in each other's ears.

"God I love you Mrs. Grant. It's been too long since I've been inside you. I never want to be away from you again. I am never letting you go. I love you Livy. Oh my god, I love you so much." Fitz told her, as he pumped in and out of her.

He would never get tired of being inside her. He would never get tired of making love to his wife. Olivia was now his wife, and all he wanted was show her every day his passion, lust, desire, and undying love he felt for her. Making love to her, after so long, feeling himself in her, was bringing more tears out of his eyes. She was his addiction. An addiction from this moment on, he would never be able to get enough off.

"Fitz I love you so much. Oh my god, I love you. I never want to be away from your embrace, your touch, your love again. I am crazy in love with you. Oh God, please don't stop."

Olivia has always felt almost possessed, loved and cherished by Fitz. But never in his life did she expect to feel like this. The way he was making her feel was so utterly complete. She felt her husband, after wanting him to be it so for long, was incredible. Her heart was flying, and the tears were coming out of her eyes. She was finally his. Her body was responding to his every thrust into her. Every time he pulled out and pushed in, she wanted more of him. She could feel herself tighten up, with every move he made inside her.

She finally lifted her legs, placed them around his body, locking them behind his hips. This movement, caused the desire within both of them to be unleashed like never to before. He pushed into her harder, and faster than ever before. The sighs and moans from both were like nothing either had ever done in the throws of passion before.

He began to tell her with every movement he made, "I Love you." He said this over and over again, never wanting to be out of her body, again. She opened her legs wider for a brief moment, and wrapped them back around him, repeating "I love you too."

"I exist for you, Livy" Fitz whispered in her ear. "I will never love anyone more than I love you. You are the love of my life," he told her. He felt all the love in his heart want to explode in her. He was going to worship this beautiful woman for rest of his life. They were finally fulfilling each other's mind body and souls.

When neither could hold back the "shock wave" that was building in them any longer, they released together. They road each other through the wave and continuing to move with each other passion harder and faster than either thought possible. "FITZ!" Olivia screamed, before his lips came crashing down on hers, making her want him more.

Once the "wave of passion" wore off between them, he stayed inside her until he had to pull out. The moment he was out, he immediately wanted to be back inside her again. He began to place kisses all over her face, neck and finally the sweetest one possible on her lips he devoured a few moments before.

Fitz scooted down and laid himself on top of her chest. He was relinquishing the feeling of his head and face on her bare chest. They breathed in sync, as she ran her fingers over his back. Her husband finally rolled off of her, laying on his side. As Olivia rolled to face him, she felt his hands pull her into his chest. She wrapped her arms around him, never wanting to be out of his arms.

She looked up and gazed into her husband's eyes. He kissed her again, causing him to hold onto her small body even tighter. She whispered to him, "I love you Mr. President."

"And I love you Mrs. Grant." Fitz rolled onto his back and Olivia draped herself across him. She perched herself on her arm, looking into his eyes. Olivia then placed kisses all over his face, and when she got to his lips, she kissed him sweetly.

Before she placed her head back onto his chest, he said to her, "And you're right. I am lucky to have to you," causing more happy tears to shed between the both of them. She nuzzled herself to him, and both drifted off to sleep.

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Okay my pumpkins, here was the wedding night. Just so you all know, this was my FIRST love scene ever! I hope I went beyond you expectations and then some. I wanted to give you every movement, touch, kiss, and so on in every detail. The next chapter will have their honeymoon and it will probably be the last for this tale.

But don't fret my pumpkins, I am going to continue this story as a new one. Olivia's journey to becoming the first lady in the public eye will be an interesting ride for them both. You know how jealous and sexy Fitz can get. (Sorry ain't saying anymore.)

Thank you for reading this holiday story and leave me milk and cookies…

Peaches, Luv, and Pumpkins,

Me's

P.S. To all of you who have kept up with this story. Thank you SO MUCH and your support has meant more than anything to me.