Chapter 5

Some time later, they finally pulled up to a beautiful white brick residence. It was a large, three-story affair with large windows and several tall marble columns strategically placed around it. The front of the house featured several dramatic Greek-style archways, which gave it a vintage feel. A traditional English garden led into a grotto-style swimming pool with an ornate fountain splashing in the center of it. The house looked graceful and regal- more like a small palace than a private residence.

In spite of the house's beauty, Olivia barely registered where they were. All she could think about was Fitz being inside her. Likewise, Fitz couldn't wait to feel what he had been missing for so long.

The Secret Service did their mandatory sweep of the property. After waiting what seemed like ages for them to finish, Fitz and Olivia hurried to the front door and entered. Fitz flipped on a light switch, and a beautiful chandelier illuminated the marble-floored foyer. He saw that Olivia was still carrying the train of her wedding dress as she came inside. Fitz slammed the door behind them, his mouth set and determined. He turned to face Olivia. Olivia threw Grace Kelly's tiara and her wedding veil onto the floor and kicked it aside. She let her dress's train fall behind her. The look in her eyes told Fitz that there was only one thing she wanted in that moment. Olivia didn't want to make love to Fitz in a wedding dress she had worn for another man. She wanted Fitz to claim her as his own.

Olivia wanted Fitz to fuck that wedding dress right off her.

Fitz instantly pulled Olivia into his arms and kissed her. Their tongues danced in each other's mouths frantically as their bodies melted into each other. Fitz ran his hands over the sequined bodice of her dress and caressed her breasts. The cool satin rubbing against her hot nipples created an erotic sensation that Olivia wasn't prepared for. Olivia moaned against his lips and felt her panties grow wet. He had just started to kiss her, but she was already dripping and ready. Olivia could feel Fitz's erection pressing into her stomach. Hearing Olivia moan nearly made Fitz unravel. He felt like there was a steel rod in his pants where his cock used to be. He couldn't remember ever being so aroused.

It had been too long since Vermont.

Olivia roughly unbuckled his pants and pushed them down, followed by his boxers. She grabbed his manhood and again felt how hard he was. This was what she had been missing-Fitz was always ready for her. A little precum spilled into her hand. She spread it up and down his penis, using firm and insistent stokes. She grabbed his face as she kissed him.

Olivia's hands on his dick made Fitz nearly lose it. He ran his hands down her back frenziedly and felt the long row of satin buttons going all the way down her wedding dress. He started to unbutton them-

"Just rip it," Olivia urged. She slid her hand up and down his hardness again. "I need to feel you inside of me." She practically begged the words. Her big brown eyes flashed with an intense heat that booked no argument.

Fitz didn't need telling twice. The dress was no match for Fitz's gigantic hands. He ripped the eight thousand dollar wedding dress off the woman he loved. One hundred or so satin buttons that Abby had so carefully buttoned for Olivia fell off the dress and spilled onto the hardwood floor like loose change. The buttons rolled in a dozen directions and made a loud skittering noise.

Fitz and Olivia didn't even notice. Fitz caught sight of the white, clinging lace slip that she had worn under her now ruined wedding dress. Olivia quickly stepped out of it and grabbed Fitz's face to pull him in for another kiss. Fitz responded by snatching Olivia firmly and pulling her against him on the wall in the foyer. He kissed her fervently, both of them sucking each other's lips hungrily.

Olivia ripped open Fitz's dress shirt and started to tongue his nipples. After this, Fitz couldn't wait any longer. With his back against the wall, he immediately pulled Olivia even closer and drove his cock inside her. He heard Olivia gasp in pleasure as he entered her dripping walls. Olivia felt his erection push through her folds like a fist pushing through a set of curtains. It was as if her body was made to receive his. Olivia sighed and wrapped her leg around his waist as he moved inside of her. He withdrew his shaft completely and then immediately slammed back into her even harder. They both felt a year's worth of sadness, lust, longing, and love spill out as they fucked on the wall of their new home.

With her leg still wrapped around his waist, Fitz continued to give Liv long, deep, frantic strokes. Olivia met his rhythm stroke for stroke with her hips. Fitz thought that Olivia felt so good that he had to have more of her. He dropped his hands to her ass as if it push himself further inside her. Olivia responded by wrapping both hands in his hair and tugging his curls as he plunged inside her. Olivia moaned over and over in response to the friction Fitz gave her.

Olivia's moans nearly made Fitz lose control. He pulled her leg from his waist and pulled it over his shoulder so that he could get deeper inside of her. He picked her up and stroked upward so he could go as deep as possible. Fitz felt her sodden walls expand to fit him. He couldn't stop until he possessed every inch of the woman he loved. He had to show her how much he needed her. Fitz ran his tongue down her leg as he pushed into her frantically. Seeing her white satin high heel dangling over his shoulder drove him insane with passion.

Fitz continued to stroke so far inside of Olivia that it was nearly too intense for her. He felt Olivia backing away from him a little. He couldn't have that.

"Baby, no, don't go away," Fitz growled. He picked Olivia up and repositioned her so that now she was flush against the wall. Now she was caught-and completely and utterly at his mercy. He wouldn't let her get away from him that easily-she had to feel every inch of him. He continued to move deep inside her as she moaned in passionate pleasure.

Olivia could barely stand the intense pleasure Fitz was giving to her body. She bit her lip, gritted her teeth, and prayed for Jesus to help her. He was so damn hard. He was so damn deep. He was sexing her as if he wanted to erase the last year from their history. Olivia could feel her eyes rolling to the back of her head as she moaned out loud over and over. She called on Jesus again and again. She felt as if she was about explode…

Fitz could feel Olivia's body start to tense in preparation for her orgasm. He could also feel his own climax building. Seeing Olivia closing her eyes and biting her lip made him want to give her even more pleasure. He rubbed her clit almost violently as he continued to pump into her wetness. This was Olivia undoing. Strong tremors gripped her body as she climaxed around his erection. Fitz could feel her walls spasming around his cock. She felt so fucking insane. He couldn't wait anymore. He spurted inside of her and both of them groaned loudly with pleasure. Floods of warmth swarmed both of them as they tried to catch their breath. They orgasmed so hard that they both instantly collapsed to the floor, weakened by their release.

Fitz and Olivia settled onto the cold marble floor together, their legs intertwined. Feeling the cold, Fitz pulled the torn wedding dress under them so they could sit on it instead of the icy marble. Not wanting to be separated from Olivia, Fitz pulled her into his chest. He could feel her heart beating a mile a minute and he knew that his was doing the same. In spite of the very dirty coupling Fitz and Olivia had just done, they both had never felt so clean. All of the trauma, all of the pain, all the loneliness without each other- they managed to fuck it all away on the wall of their new house. It rolled off them like the satin buttons had rolled off her wedding dress.

Olivia lifted her head up to look into his eyes. "Fitz, that was…" she couldn't finish. She just laid her head back on his chest. Fitz simply pulled her closer and stroked her hair in response.

They didn't say another word. There were no words.

But as Fitz looked back down into her eyes, they both realized that tonight was just the beginning.

The beginning of the rest of their lives together.

A/N: Thank you guys so much for all the kind feedback! And no, this is NOT the end. I don't know how far I want to carry this story- but I do still have a few things I'd like to see happen for this Fitz and Olivia:)