AN: Oooo it's getting hot in here, so take off all your clothes. Haha. Hope you enjoy this new chapter!
The couple woke up the next day in Olivia's bed, in a tangle of limbs and sheets. They smiled at each other and smooched a good morning kiss. They'd fallen asleep together after watching TV on her bed. It was a bold move to bring Fitz into her bed but Olivia wanted him there. Even though nothing had happened, she'd had the luxury of having him hold her all through the night.
Still kissing her, Fitz rolled onto his back taking her with him so she was lying on top. As Olivia sank into his embrace, she realised they were going to end up exactly where they'd been the previous afternoon.
She tried to scramble off him but Fitz wasn't having any of it. He caught her to him and nuzzled his face into her neck. "Where do you think you're going, Livvie?" he growled, stringing kisses along her neck.
"I was trying to escape before things got out of hand."
He groaned against her neck and drew back to look at her. "That's very sensible, and appropriate." Olivia blushed at the way his eyes dropped to her mouth, then blushed even more when he added, "Can we be inappropriate… for just one minute?"
"One minute?"
"One minute," he said softly, hovering a hair's breadth from her lips. Laughing softly, she bridged the tiny gap and lost herself in his kiss, but not so much that she didn't make her escape when things started getting out of control.
"Livvie…" He reached for her.
"No," she shook her head, heading out the door; not giving Fitz any indication that she'd been forced to muster all her strength to remove herself from his warm embrace. Sheer willpower made her exit her bedroom when all she wanted to do was stay in his arms forever.
It didn't help that she carried his scent with her. Olivia had on shorts and one of Fitz's shirts. He had given it to her last night when she'd wanted a keepsake for when he wasn't around. The shirt smelled of spice, wood and most importantly Fitz.
The thought made her smile as she went towards the kitchen to start breakfast.
Soon after she'd taken the ingredients out of the fridge and started mixing batter for pancakes, Fitz walked into the kitchen shirtless, with pajamas bottom hanging low on his hips.
Olivia stopped, the spoon stuck mid stir in the bowl, as she watched him move towards her.
The serious look Fitz had on his face softened and he smiled, realizing that she felt exactly the same he did, even though she'd run out on him in the middle of their minute. He wanted to taste her again, her mouth, her breasts…
His gaze dropped to the nipples that had perked up under her shirt... Then lower before he remembered their conversation yesterday. Fitz dragged his eyes back to respectable territory, forcing himself to focus on her gorgeous little face, taking in the cute bun she'd hastily assembled, which had curly strands escaping everywhere.
Fitz made his way to her, leaning in close to look at the bowl. "What's that?"
"Pancake batter," she replied, looking down at the mixture as if she'd just realised it was there.
He leaned in closer still until his chest touched the back of her shoulder, so close he could breathe in the lingering scent of coconut in her hair. "We're having pancakes?"
"Yes," she sighed, leaning back fully against him.
That was all he needed. In one swift move he'd pushed the bowl and spoon out of the way before he turned her in his arms and kissed her. Olivia's hands were trapped between them but she soon wriggled them free to wrap her arms around his neck. In that instant, he
picked her up and placed her on the small kitchen island, nestling himself between her legs.
Olivia gasped as soon as she felt his semi erection come in contact with her thigh, but instead of shying away she moved closer, wrapping her legs around his hips.
"Livvie," he groaned her name, as she cupped his face between her hands then proceeded to drive him completely out of his mind as she kissed him with all the lust and hunger he himself felt every time he was around her.
They sucked, bit and nibbled at each other's lips until they were out of breath. Then breaking apart he stared at her, trying to find words, any word other than the one screaming inside his head – 'More!'
Olivia's hands were still on his face and now her gentle fingers were stroking his cheek. "Today is the last day for my period. Actually it's just about over."
He wanted to kiss her again but she'd grown shy again after her admission, dropping her gaze from him and shifting her hands from his face, so he said seriously, "Is there a time… you know… that it goes away?"
That brought her gaze winging back to his and they both chuckled at his question. He helped her off the island, keeping his hands on her waist.
"I love that you want me as much as I want you but I don't want you to feel pressured."
Olivia smiled at him. "I'm not feeling pressured. This is something that I want to do. With you. It's not that I haven't had many…"
"Many?" He drew his head back.
"No, wait, not many…" she chuckled and continued, "…opportunities but I've never wanted to do this with any of the other guys I've dated."
"Guys?" He raised a brow.
"Fitz." She slid her arms around his waist. "You are the only guy I've ever felt like this with. I want you to be my first, and if possible, my 'One and Only… And I want to be with you tonight.'"
Fitz lowered his head then brushed a kiss on her forehead before he drew back to smile with all the love he had in his heart for her. "Are you sure about this, Livvie?"
Liv smiled back, feeling warmth creep over her at the look in his eyes. She lifted her hands to cup his face. "I've never been more sure of anything in my life."
Fitz chuckled and kissed the tip of her nose. "That means there's a lot I need to do to make tonight very special. I need to go shopping after breakfast and I need to borrow your car."
"What sort of shopping? Can I come with?"
"Don't you have school to go to today?" he asked hopefully.
"Actually, I don't have any school. Finished early, thank God! So I'm free to be your personal assistant on this mystery shopping spree." She finished with a smirk.
"Then I suppose you can come," he sighed, making her laugh at his lack of enthusiasm.
Just for that she put him on pancake duty and as he stood in front of the stove expertly flipping them in the pan, she realised he'd done this many times before.
Afterwards they took their time chatting and laughing as they ate. They would have sat there all day if Fitz hadn't glanced at the time and said they needed to get a move on. But then he proceeded to waste time sexing her up at the sink while she tried to do the dishes.
"Fitz!" she protested eventually looking down at her shirt which was completely soaked from the waist up. He chuckled kissing her neck as his hands left her breasts to take the last plate out of her hands. He rinsed it and placed it on the rack before he stepped back, allowing her to turn around and face him, her hands on her hips.
"I like that look," he grinned.
Laughing she shook her head at him, and went to take a shower, after firmly directing Fitz to the guest bedroom so he could take one too. When they emerged from their respective rooms fully dressed, Fitz immediately reached for Olivia. He pulled her into a warm embrace and inhaled her vanilla and coconut scent. "Mmmmm, you smell so good!"
Olivia melted into his arms but stepped back before things got out of hand. "Are you ready to go to Costco?"
Fitz kissed the top of her head. "As ready as I'll ever be."
This time Fitz insisted on driving. He plugged in her GPS even though she insisted she knew where they were going.
"I don't want us to get lost," he said.
"We won't get lost. I've gone there a thousand times."
"Not with me, you haven't."
She realised what he meant when he put his hand on her thigh from the moment he got in the car and proceeded to make her breathless all the way to Costco.
Olivia hoped her fiery cheeks weren't visible as they walked hand-in-hand inside Costco. Then she caught Fitz looking at her and she laughed. His ears were read and he looked like he wanted to kiss her.
"Okay, buster, this is where you go your way, and I'll go mine. And we'll meet back here in half an hour. Or we'll never get our shopping done."
"I only need a couple of minutes."
"I'll need half an hour."
With that, Olivia went to the fresh produce section to pick up some eggs and fruit, while Fitz disappeared to get what he needed.
Once they were done, Fitz insisted on paying. Olivia gave in, not wanting to make a fuss but she was glad she'd only gotten a few things as she'd already done her weekly shop.
Then as Fitz started emptying their shopping carts, Olivia looked curiously at what he'd got but her eyes widened with shock and she stopped paying attention after she noticed several boxes of condoms on top of the pile.
Mortified, Olivia grabbed a magazine at random concentrating blindly on a page, just to avoid looking at Fitz and the cashier serving him. What must he be thinking? That they were going to have an orgy?
Then she jumped when Fitz touched her arm.
"Do you want to get that?"
She realised he was talking about the magazine, and realized too that she'd been looking at it upside down. Blushing even more, she thrust it back on the rack. "No, it's okay. I was just looking."
They carried the bags to the car, stowed them away in the trunk and settled in the car comfortably. Or at least Fitz was comfortable, Olivia however kept looking out the window avoiding eye contact.
"Hey," he said, reaching for her hand. "Livvie, are you alright, hon?"
"Yep," she nodded, still avoiding his gaze.
"Livvie, you're not fine. Come on, tell me what's wrong. Puweez? Pweety Puweeze?"
That had her swinging round to look at him, and she started to laugh seeing his silly pout. At her laughter, he stopped making faces and looked at her seriously, "What's wrong, baby?"
The laughter faded and she started to feel silly for overreacting. She was a 22 year old woman who'd become embarrassed seeing her boyfriend purchase condoms. Lots of condoms.
"Are we going to use all those condoms tonight?"
Fitz stared at her, then at the traffic, then he quickly found a place to park the car before turning to face her, taking both of her hands in his.
"Livvie, I just got a whole lot, so that we wouldn't have to go to Costco every time I came to stay. Besides they were on special, and my Nana told me never to pass up on a good special."
"Oh." Olivia said.
He chuckled leaning forward to brush a soft kiss on her mouth, "Okay?"
She smiled against his lips, nodding.
Then as he drew back, she said softly, "I'm sorry… it's just all so new to me, Fitz."
Fitz lifted one of the hands he was still holding to his lips. "I love you, Olivia. I'm not going to do anything you don't want me to. I promise."
Olivia smiled at him, feeling her heart full to bursting with happiness. "I love you too, Fitz." Then she giggled when he warned, "Keep looking at me like that and we'll never leave here."
Laughing she pulled her hands out of his and let him start the car. They didn't talk much on the way back but whenever he glanced at her, she met his gaze and smiled.
When they got back to the apartment and put the bags on the island bench in the kitchen, Fitz suggested they go for a walk.
"Oh. Don't you want to…" she stopped, biting her lip.
"I want to, but first I want to go for a walk with you, around your neighbourhood," he said gently, taking her hand and leading her towards the front door.
They walked around the block, their arms around each other as she told him about the few neighbours she knew. She told him about some of her favorite places, and he watched her face as she talked. Once he even sang to her softly, while they were turning the corner, nearly crashing into a woman walking her dog. After Olivia apologized profusely, they went on their way, and Fitz pulled Olivia close to kiss her right there on the street.
"What was that for?" she laughed, giddy with happiness.
"You're beautiful," he said simply, and kissed her again.
When he wanted to take a walk around the next block, she shook her head, smiling at him as she turned him in the direction of her apartment. When they got inside, she shut the door on the world and walked straight into his arms.
He kissed her, and she kissed him back fierce and sure before drawing back to say firmly, "Now, Fitz. I'm ready now."
He stared at her, not moving at first then he did, he slowly led her to the couch and sat down.
"We're going to do it here?" she frowned, remembering his reluctance the previous day.
In response, he drew her by her waist to stand between his knees and he kissed her stomach, nipping her gently through the fabric. She gasped staring at him, feeling a sharp shock of electricity. He looked up at her starting at him wide-eyed and he paused, then he gently eased her onto his lap, kissing her softly before laying her down on the couch.
Cradling her in one arm as he half lay over her, he lifted his other hand to stroke her cheek. She watched his face, melting at his tender expression. Then he lowered his head and kissed her gently.
"Fitz," she groaned, arching impatiently towards him.
Without warning, he plunged his tongue between her parted lips, making her gasp and cling to him as he sucked on her bottom lip, then she writhed while he laved his tongue over her top lip before plunging into her mouth for another fiery kiss.
Olivia spiralling out of control but she didn't want him to stop this wild, wonderful madness. When he blazed kisses along her jaw and down her throat she raked her fingers through his hair, then slid her hands over the wide, strong expanse of his back before travelling down to grab his ass. He had such a nice ass, she thought dazedly giving it a squeeze with both hands.
Fitz lifted his head from nuzzling her breasts through her clothes, and looked down at her, taking in the dark passion in her beautiful eyes and the beestung sweetness of her thoroughly devoured lips. Without a word, he slid his hand up her side taking her top with him and she let go of him long enough to help toss it aside.
Then Fitz removed her bra with deft fingers and lowered his mouth to her nipples. First his lips, then his tongue, then his whole mouth, licked and sucked every inch of her skin.
Olivia had never felt so aroused in her life. She felt her body burning with desire as she arched towards him. He made her feel so alive and full of amazing feelings that she couldn't think or feel anything but what he was doing to her. Then she froze as Fitz slid a hand down to her waist, pushing at her pants.
He paused at her reaction and she stared at him alarmed, thinking he was going to stop. "Fitz, it's okay. Please…" she gasped, unable to tell him that her body had reacted out of habit, and that she really, really wanted him to continue.
Looking at her face, he took off the rest of her clothes, slowly; then more surely when she lifted her body and moved her own hands to help him.
When she was completely naked, he stroked a hand up the underside of her thigh, propping her leg up so he could drop a kiss on her bended knee.
"You're gorgeous," he said thickly, slowly stroking her leg. Then he made her gasp and shudder as he stroked his fingers into her centre.
"You're so beautifully wet," he said, sounding proud and approving that she didn't feel any shyness at all, and when he asked, "I want to taste you, Livvie. Will you let me?" She nodded, her body humming with anticipation, desire and love.
He dropped a kiss on the soft swell of her stomach, circling her navel with his tongue before trailing down further. She knew what was coming, she wanted him there. Yet the first contact of his tongue at her centre made her jump.
Again he paused and looked at her. "Livvie…?"
"Don't stop," she gasped.
So he didn't, taking his time as he parted her legs further and settled between her, then lifted her hips with his hands. He lowered his mouth to her again, and Olivia's toes curled and her back arched even more as he stroked his tongue over her and suckled her in ways she didn't know existed.
Pleasure was a word she redefined in that moment. There were times the feeling was so intense she almost begged him to stop, but then he soothed her by changing the pace of his tender assault and she begged him to keep going. And he did, until the agonizing feeling intensified as he sucked on her bundle of nerves. Olivia felt her body stiffened as all of her senses heightened, then the waves of sensation crashed over her and she surfaced screaming out his name.
Fitz felt her orgasm coursing through her body and he held her in place as he licked every drop of her sweet nectar. When her body calmed, he moved up and planted a soft kiss on her mouth, his lips still wet from her core.
She gasped realising she was tasting herself on him.
"Can you taste how sweet you are?" he asked with husky tenderness, cradling her spent body in his arms. "Sweet baby," he whispered, kissing her again and Olivia was shocked to realize she was becoming aroused all over again.
Fitz drew back when she started tugging at his pants. "No, sweet baby." He stopped her hands. "As much as I want to take you right now, I promised you that your first time, our first time, would not be on this couch."
"We can go to my room," she said, watching him tug off his shirt, but became confused when he wrapped it around her and kissed her again before getting off the couch.
Fitz pulled her up to stand before him, circling his arms around her. He bent low to kiss the left side of her neck, "That was an introduction…" he kissed the right side, "Tonight will be the main event." He kissed her right cheek "But right now…" He kissed left cheek "I want to take you out" He kissed her lips firmly. "On a date."
"But what about…" she touched the bulge in his pants, no longer feeling shy about touching him. He watched her, his eyes dark and lustful as she stroked him; her actions made bolder by the look in his eyes. But after a few seconds, he stopped her by lifting her hand to his lips and planting a kiss on her palm.
"You'll get to that later," he promised thickly. "Much later, but now I want to slow things down. For your sake. I don't want to rush this for you. So get dressed and we'll go out."
"We can stay in and have another movie night," she said, not wanting to leave the apartment or more accurately, the circle of his arms.
"No, we can't stay in," Fitz looked at her seriously.
She stared at him, and he wanted to laugh at the way her smile turned seductive when she realized that he was hanging onto his control by a thread. She was a naughty girl, his Livvie, his sweet baby.
Then he did laugh watching her drop his shirt to the floor, and sway her naked behind all the way while walking to her bedroom. After she'd gone, he headed for the guest bedroom to take a cold shower.
Woooooohoooo! So our girl Olivia is an eager beaver? She just can't wait to give up the cookie haha! Stay tune and again please review review review review! I love reading them :).