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Today was a big day for Olivia Pope. She had been running around all day, and she was tired. Her current client was a congressman who was tied to a murder, and she knew he was innocent. She always trusted her gut, snd her guy was never wrong.
"Abby!," she shouted. "You and Quinn, go check on Congressman Perry's family. Huck, see what you can find on his whereabouts at the time of the murder. Harrisson, I need names. Go get a list. All Cylinders, People!" Turning on her heel, she strutted to her office.
She sighing, Olivia put her large expensive purse onto her desk. Olivia always took breaks without ever truly resting. She was reading a folder when she heard a bunch of footsteps.
Assuming her team had a problem, she emerged from her office only to be confronted with the men in black.
"Hello Tom, Hal," she greeted.
"Ms.Pope," Tom greeted. Hal simply gave her a polite nod as HIS powerful footsteps could be heard entering into OPA. Her space. Te steps she could recognise anywhere.
As their eyes met, all of the wind was knocked from the both of them. "Hi," Fitz purred. "Hi," she greeted.
With a cocky smirk Fitz stepped forward, causing her to step back. "What are you doing here?" she questioned.
"You're not happy to see me?" Fitz purred as he took a few steps forward.
"Fitz," she warned. Finally the president relented. "I've missed you," he looked at her. "Let me show you how much," he looked her up and down. Rolling her eyes, she led him into her office. As they walked, Fitz nodded to his agents. They hurridly left. They didn't want to be there when things got rolling
The shadows of hands against her door could be seen as the couple clawed at it in ecstasy. "Oh," Fitz moaned as his hips pistoned into her. "You like that, Ms.Pope?" He taunted over the sounds of skin slapping, and the door shaking on it's henges.
"You like being fucked by the President of the united states in your office you dirty girl?" he moaned. "Yes, Mr.President," she gasped.
Olivia's long curls bounced with every powerful thrust from her Presidential boyfriend. "I love you, Olivia. You make me feel so good. Always so good," he rumbled. The vibration in his chest from his deep baritone voice caused shivers to go down her spine.
The feeling from her warm and wet walls closing around his throbbing member was causing his head to spin.
"Ugh, Give me that pussy," he moaned, grabbing her petite hips. His large fingers dug into her skin as he yanked her body back onto his body.
Olivia loved when he was alittle rough with her . She could feel his need for her everytime they touched, and it made her feel beautiful. His mouth was always so filthy when he was in alot of pleasure. He was very vocal which made her so wet.
"Harder. Harder. Harder," she chanted as the pleasure began to get euphoric. "Yeah Baby. Anything you want. I want you to cum all over me," he moaned. His large hands found a place cupping her soft plump breasts as he hunched closer to her, pounding into her tight pussy.
Every slide of his shaft inside of her caused his legs to shake. The slapping sounds got louder as Fitz began to lose control of his hips. They began to buck on thier own, chasing the pleasure only she could give him.
"I'm gonna cum, baby. I'm gonna cum," he groaned, speeding up. Olivia released around Fitz first, every muscle in her body tensing up. "A-ah she let out a broken moan," sending the leader of the free world over the edge right behind her.
A shout of pleasure could be heard from the commander in chief as he released inside his girlfriend just as her employees were coming in. Abby stood in shock before bursting into laughter.
"Abby! That's not funny!" Quinn slapped her on the shoulder. "Oh come on, Lindsay! You know it's funny! Liv is getting some presidential dick!"
Just as Olivia and Fitz walked out together, Abby was about to make another joke. Clearly flustered, the president gave an awkward wave to her staff.
"Mr.President," they greeted. "Hello," he waved to them, awkwardly walking passed them. "I'll talk to you later, Olivia?" He winked at her before leaving.
Clearly flustered, Olivia straightened her blazer and looked at them. "Lets get to work, People," she stuttered. "Sure thing, Boss," Abby teased.
Olivia shook her head. What was she going to do with him?
