I'm trying a new style. I'm also trying to add more detail.
"Ah fuck, baby. You're so fucking Tight," the President of the united states grunted from behind his office door. He'd managed to get hia Communications director (and girlfriend) Olivia Pope to come with him, and he was loving every second. The desk was squeaking against the floor as Fitz fucked Olivia like she was the hottest piece of ass he'd ever seen and she was. She was bent over his desk in the small office, her perfectly maicured nails scraping against the oak on his desk. Her perfectly straighy hair was covering her face as she whimpered in pleasure, begging him to go deeper, faster, harder, anything to quench this fire within her. "Oh my g-gosh," she moaned, arching her back, trying to offer him as much of her as she could.
He felt like a hungry animal as he shoved his throbbing dick in and out of her. His hands were shaking with desire as he held her shoulders to give himself more leverage to propel himself into her.
Fitz paused thrusting for a moment to toss his tie over his shoulder and lift his button-down shirt up a bit to get a better image if his dick sliding in and out of her sinky folds. As the pleasure began to send electricity up and down his spine, the sounds of thier skin slapping increased in volume as well as frequency as Fitz gave her everything he had. He was in another world right now as he watched the woman he love'd submit to his all-consuming lust.
"Do you know how sexy you are?" He growled. When she didnt respond, his large vieny hand immediately flew to her throat as he lifted and flipped her on her back. "When I ask you a fucking question, you answer me, is thay understood, Ms.Pope?" The most powerful woman in DC nodded, her doe eyes filled with Lust as her Boyfriend-in-chief began the sweet torture of thier hot sex again.
Not being able to take it anymore, Fitz lifted her blouse off of her petite frame. The President let out an animalistic growl as he captured a soft breast into his mouth, relishing in the sweet sound he got from his girlfriend. "Mmmmm mmmm." He moaned in response to every "ah." He got from her. "I'm gonna cum," she warned, her hands going to Fitz's curls. "Come for me, Ms.Pope. Cum all over my dick. I want your esscence all over me. Give it to me," he commanded as her body arched off of the desk. "Fuck," he growled as he lost control of his bucking hips. "I'm gonna cum, Livvie," he warned, the desk begging for mercy as she shelfs shook with them. "I'm gonna cum, he repeated," as he began to sweat. "I'm gonna ahhhhhh," he shuttered as he shot his seed into Olivia.
Panting and shaking, Fitz began to slowly fix himself up, waiting for her. "You're insatiable, you know that?" She looked at him with a small smirk before looking in a mirror to apply her make-up. "And you're sexy, you know that?" he purred as he held her from behind. "Please.. can we stay in here? I don't want to go out there and pretend I don't love you right now," Fitz pleaded, turning Olivia around to make eye contact with him. "One Minute," she laid her head on his chest. "One Minute," he sighed, wrapping his arms around her. She was his whole world. He was complete holding her like this.. even if it's in his office at Camp David. He'd take anything he could get.
