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She was addicted that was the only way to describe Olivia's unhealthy obsession and fascination with Fitz's mouth. The man had a way of making her weak in the knees with just one kiss whether it was a gentle and innocent kiss on the cheek or forehead or a deep, long soul searching kiss on the lips.
One afternoon when Olivia surprisingly had some downtime and was needed for any important tasks, which didn't happen often she was lying in bed propped up with a few pillows behind her back with a bowl of popcorn and a glass of her favorite merlot sitting on the nightstand next to the bed when Fitz walked into the room.
"Hey," Olivia said from her spot on the bed as she reached for her Kindle.
"Hi. What you doing?" Fitz asked as he sat down on the end of the bed.
"Relaxing for once and have my two favorite things to help the process along. What are you doing here in the middle of the afternoon; shouldn't you be buried behind some paperwork?" Olivia asked with a chuckle.
She reached for her glass and took a sip of the sweet wine letting the light taste roll around on her taste buds.
Fitz shifted so that his body was facing her. He took in her appearance of one of his NAVY shirts and a pair of black boy shorts while her hair was up in a messy bun atop her head. She looked beautiful as always and he wanted to screw her like a dog in heat right now.
"Guess we both got lucky because I have clear schedule and besides I'm my own boss and can say fuck it every once in a while. Besides maybe I just wanted to spend the rest of the day with my beautiful wife."
Olivia looked at him as if he'd bumped his head or gone crazy. She even went on to ask him as such.
"Who are you and where the hell is my husband? Since when do you ever just say "fuck it" and leave work early? Sometimes I have to practically drag your ass home and away from the office." Olivia dipped a hand in the bowl for some popcorn and placed a few pieces in her mouth while she waited for the husband's reply.
Fitz wasn't much in the mood for talking right now especially since he was in a lazy mood himself. Who wanted to be stuck in an office all day surrounded by documents, paperwork, files, and people asking him what to do about everything? Not him.
He toed off his shoes, tugged his dress shirt from out of his pants and began unbuttoning it to pull it off his shoulders. When he was in only his dress pants and the white t-shirt he wore underneath his shirt he moved up the bed toward Olivia.
"Fitz baby what's gotten into you today, huh?" Olivia asked him as she watched him literally crawl up her body taking her attention away from her Kindle and popcorn. Abandoning her snack she sat the bowl on the other side of her onto Fitz's side of the bed.
"I don't want to talk about work, about cases, or anything that doesn't pertain to the two people in this room. Understood?" Fitz had reached Olivia's face and leaned down to nip at the side of her neck right next to her collar bone.
"Yes sir." Olivia replied as she wound an arm around Fitz's shoulders burying her right hand in his curls.
Continuing on his journey Fitz moved up to her full, pouty lips paying those extra attention for that was one of his favorite features on her body. Small pecks on the corners of her mouth turned into a sucking of her bottom lip into his talented mouth and his tongue the seam of her lips begging for entrance right before initiating her tongue into the tango.
At 53, Fitz was still very virile and the many love making and fucking sessions they had could attest to that fact. If not for their busy schedules, family life, and just life in general there wouldn't be any time to for sex but that never stopped them in the past so why start now?
Olivia was taken through different levels of pleasure within the next five minutes because the next thing she knew Fitz had moved from her lips back to her neck and was going to town. She knew by the way he was sucking, biting, and licking on her shoulder there would certainly be a hickie there that would need to be covered. Fitz knew how she felt about love bites and he must have been in the sex zone deep if he didn't care to stop before he left a mark.
The sensation was to good right now to tell him to stop, hell she didn't want him to stop to tell the truth.
"Ooooo, Fitz." Olivia grabbed his waist with her left hand and ran it up the bottom of his t-shirt until she came to the hem placing her hand underneath to rub the skin at the small of his back.
Fitz was spurred on by the moans leaving his wife's throat so he began to move lower, kissing his way down her body. He kissed her chest through the t-shirt she wore, one on her breast, one on her stomach, and one on her pelvis.
"Do you know how incredibly sexy you are Liv? I mean shit you have got to be the most beautiful woman alive." Fitz stated as he was now at the bottom of the bed once again with his chest on the bed and his legs hanging off the sides.
Olivia blushed, not taking compliments that well but Fitz always had a way of making his compliments and comments about her dirty.
Fitz pulled Olivia down to the edge of the bed by her ankles, leaving her legs to dangle off the side of the bed. He'd since removed his top half from the bed and kneeled down on the thick, plush carpet so he had a better vantage point. Removing his t-shirt so that he was shirtless and bare to Liv's eyes, Fitz once again placed himself over Liv's body.
"Get ready Sweet baby cause daddy's hungry." With that said Fitz placed a kiss on her lips before reaching down and inching her t-shirt up her body so that it was out of his way.
Olivia knew what was coming next and knew there was no way to brace herself or be ready for what Fitzgerald Thomas Grant III was about to unleash.
The man possessed a skill unlike no other when it came to oral sex. It was as if God bestowed only him with the power to eat a woman out until she cried for mercy and passed out from the pleasure. Fitz was a born natural and perfect at the act of oral sex and he was all Olivia's to have and do with what she pleased.
Burying his nose in the middle of Olivia's boy shorts he could smell her sweet, natural scent that was all womanly and only Olivia. The thought of what lay underneath made his mouth water. Hooking his thumbs in the waistband he began to tug the offending fabric from her body and waited to for her to lift up her hips to assist him in getting the panties off.
Once that task was taken care of Fitz moved into position, he spread Olivia's legs till she was spread eagle and couldn't go any further. The backs of her knees were resting on the top of his shoulders and her ass was practically in his hands now. Starting at the inside of her knee until he reached the inside of her thigh Fitz placed open mouth butterfly kisses along a blazing path that set her on fire.
"Fiiiiiiitz." Olivia let out in a breathy moan.
Fitz only grinned against her thigh as he repeated the process on the other leg. He knew drawing it out and going slowly was driving her insane. It was worth it though to hear the moans and sounds of pleasure cross her lips.
Leaning forward he placed a kiss on her clit feeling her shiver against him. Next with just the tip of his tongue he licked the warm juices that were already spilling from his simple gesture. The taste was intoxicating and he hadn't even begun to get his fill yet.
Nuzzling her with his nose taking the scent in, Fitz was ready to go to work. With one hand holding her firmly in place he took his tongue and with one long stroke lapped her up from bottom to top he then proceeded to move to her clit and suck on it like a lollipop.
"Shit Fitz!" Olivia was trying her best to not move but damn it all to hell if she wasn't being slowly tortured.
"Sweet baby, we're just getting started," Fitz hummed as he pecked the inside her thigh.
Inserting two fingers into her pussy Fitz moved them slowly at first while still taking licks and strokes of her juices which were freely spilling now. He latched back on to the clit and sucked deeply enjoying the taste and feel of it against his tongue. Olivia was his favorite flavor in the world and he couldn't get enough of her.
The intense pleasure going through Olivia's body was enough to make her lower body arch off the bed but she was held steady by Fitz's left arm being wrapped around her thigh. He pumped those two fingers faster and the long tips curled to reach her g-spot.
"Awwww…" another breathless moan left Olivia's mouth.
Fitz kept the pace of both his fingers and his tongue moving faster and faster as he felt Liv's release building. Shit she was getting close because her hands were gripping his hair tightly. With the flick of his tongue and a twist of his fingers Fitz sent Olivia over the edge into her climax.
"Fuck Fiiiiiiitz!" Olivia let out in long sigh she closed her eyes and let what was surely the feel of heaven rush over her as she let he climax take center stage. She felt her release as well as Fitz lapping it all up with that very talented tongue of his.
All you could hear in the bedroom were sounds of moaning, kissing, and licking as Fitz and Olivia indulged in a little lazy afternoon loving.
As Olivia came down from her sexual high and just lay on the bed in a state of sexual bliss with her legs still draped over Fitz's shoulder, she felt Fitz take one last lick of her honey pot before moving his fingers. She also heard him pop said fingers into his mouth and lick her juices off of them before laying his head on her stomach and placing a kiss there.
"Like I've said before morning, noon, and night baby, I can't get enough!" Fitz exclaimed before he removed her legs from his shoulders and moved up to kiss her on the lips giving her a taste of herself.
Olivia only smiled with eyes still closed not having enough energy left to say a word, only hum in agreement for her husband had a very talented mouth and oh the things he could do with it.
Ran a little bit longer than expected but hey what's some juicy Olitz goodness going to hurt? lol! Please feel free to leave your wonderful comments and reviews at the bottom.