A/N:
Readers: Last chapter's comments really made me smile! Often, I get my inspiration from your comments. About the flashback in this chapter: All along I knew I wanted to do a flashback about Fitz, Mellie and his past. Yet, I had several ideas. But then, Cleo's comment sparked a host of new ideas; it was like a light-bulb turned on in my head, now I've got several flashbacks for the next chapters. So here it is, hope y'all like it.
NOTE: There's some smut along with some plot in this chapter, :)
Shortly after their lovemaking, Olivia and Fitz fell asleep blissfully in each other's arms.
She woke 4 hours later, a longing deep in her loins that drove her to reach for his manhood with loving strokes. Amazing how just a single touch could stir a sleeping giant.
"Good morning, she said as he opened his eyes, her mouth moving as though she was chewing something.
"Good morning, " he replied with a half smile, rubbing his eyes. It took him a few seconds to realize that it was still dark outside their tent. His eyes focused back on Olivia with adoration, as though he was happily married husband waking up on the first morning of his honeymoon.
"Close your eyes, " she commanded with a smile. When he did as told, she popped a breath mint in his mouth.
"A breath mint?" he chuckled for a second. Then, his expression grew serious. "Sorry, it won't happen again, " he murmured wide awake now, his voice laced with regret.
Olivia's heart sank. So last night had been a mistake? She huffed out a breath, "No apologies needed," she glanced away.
"Livvie...I meant...I should have pulled out like I said I would," he clarified. He had expected her to be upset or at the very least be in a blaming mode. For the first time since the crash he'd thought of his ex-wife, since that's exactly how she would have reacted. He shook his head, chastising himself for assuming the worst in Olivia. The only thing he had going in his defense was that he'd lived with Mellie for such a long time it had embittered him in more ways than he had realized.
FLASHBACK
Preparations for the wedding had been extravagant, as Mellie had insisted on perfection. She obsessed over every detail from flower arrangements to guest lists. Fitz grew tired of all that and almost called off the wedding but then again he wanted to do right by their unborn child. The thing was that their marriage was to be one of convenience: one where he conveniently kept an eye on the competition. Mellie worked at the law firm of his greatest competitor: his father Jerry, a ruthless man willing to go to any lenghs to come up on top and teach his son a lesson or two in the process.
As soon as Fitz found out that Mellie had just been hired by his father that same day that they'd met at a bar, he'd had his suspicions that big Jerry, larger than life Jerry was behind it all.
Yet, more than anything in the world, Fitz was equally determined to show his father that he was his own man which was the reason he had started his own law firm instead of working under his dad's wing. Except that he had unwittingly fallen into the hands of the very woman Jerry had chosen for him. There was nothing he could do about that... except he still had a card or two under his sleeve.
But what really toppled the wedding cake, so to speak was Big Jerry's confession in the midst of Fitz's and Mellie's wedding reception.
"Now that we've toasted the bride and groom several times, I'd like to take a moment to express our joy and heartfelt warmth in welcoming Melody into our family. " he held up his glass in toast. "From the minute she walked into my office that one September morning not that long ago, I knew she was the one for my son," he winked at Mellie, holding his glass higher and spilling some of his champagne, a dead giveaway that he'd had a drink too many. "Needless to say, I hired on the spot, I just knew it... she had what it takes to get that hardheaded son of mine to give up his bachelor ways ..."
At this point, Fitz threw his cloth napkin on the table, struggling to keep his anger at bay. It wasn't that this was news to him, it's just that it was incredibly humiliating to hear his father announce it to the whole world. It made him feel like a puppet. "That's enough, Dad, " Fitz clenched his teeth. "Other people need a turn and you're slurring your words," Fitz added giving the floor to the best man sitting beside him on the other side of Mellie.
The best man began speaking at once and the transition went rather smoothly all things considered, still Fitz did not hear a word said after that. It took a lot of self control to continue sitting there, smiling at Mellie at just the right moments just to show everyone that his father had not gotten the best of him.
However, his anger seeped through the minute he found himself alone with Mellie. "Leave me alone, " he hissed, tugging at the tie of his tuxedo as though he wanted to rip into pieces. "I can't stand the sight of you right now..." he turned away.
"Fitz...I know what you're thinking but you got it all wrong," she began in a pacifying tone. "I know he made it sound like...listen, he didn't..." she trailed off, frantically looking for the right words. "Look, I liked you from the minute I saw you, otherwise I wouldn't have gone along with it.." she tried putting a hand on his shoulder but he shook it off as though she was a venomous snake.
"How much!" this was more and exclamation than a question. "Tell me, how much did he pay you to warm up my bed! He spat, staring at her with palpable wrath.
Mellie raised her hand to slap him, but stopped in midair, bursting into a sea of tears. "This is our wedding day!" she shook her head in utter disbelief. "This is our wedding day, for heaven's sake!"
At that point, Fitz became aware of the hushed voices of some of their wedding guests outside the hallway of the room they were in. Giving Mellie one last look of disdain, he walked out of the room.
PRESENT TIME
"I"m not mad..." Olivia reassured him. She was willing to take responsibility for her part. That meant she would have to deal with the consequences in a mature manner.
He breathed a sigh a relief and his whole body visibly relaxed. He couldn't even begin to describe how good it to be free to be himself...with this extraordinary woman.
I don't know what kind of spell you've cast on me, " her voice was low and playful. "But All I know is that I want you, I want you," She straddled him, took of her nightgown giving him a front row seat view of her breasts and he instinctively reached out to fondled them (cupped them, weighed them) while she trailed kisses across his chest... feeling his growing erection against her belly.
Unable to take it anymore, Fitz rose and pulled her hair back which gave him access to the full length of her neck. "You're one frisky kitty, you know that?" he roared with the single-mindlessness of a lion who has just been let out of his cage.
Placing a hard kiss on her mouth, he swiftly flipped her onto her back. This time he was not gonna let her down and pull out the way he was supposed to. Still that didn't mean that they couldn't have some fun...
Olivia found the frenzied passion in every single one of his movements bring her own lust for him to incredible heights, thus she opened her legs wide for him as his tongue trailed down towards her wet pussy.
Except that he took his sweet time getting there which was driving her insane. He kissed every inch of skin in all surrounding areas, his hot breath hovering around her inner folds. Then his tongue would lick around her inner thighs, traveling down south and making it back again to the outer lips... happily ignoring her clit which made every nerve in her body tingle in anticipation.
Yet just when it seemed that he would finally make it there, his tongue would continue it's relentless assault everywhere but there...
"Fitz, Fitz!" she gasped, struggling to catch her breath.
Suddenly, his thumb and forefingers opened her pussy, and held back the lips as wide as possible. Her mind went blank as though she'd been deprived of oxygen as he sucked in her wetness. He sucked every fold, the standing ridges, the helpless clit...all into his mouth at once.
"You taste so good," he mumbled, on a high from her pheromones, gazing up to see her face. Her eyes had a frenzied look, her hair was out of place; she was like a woman possessed.
He released the suction hold and moved his tongue around her pussy wildly; up through the mazes, the ringing and jingling were almost more than she could bear.
At the last minute, he inserted two fingers inside her pussy and moved them until he found her G spot while gently caressing her trail of tears.
Then, he slithered up the length of her body and landed a hard kiss on her lips as though there would be no tomorrow, wanting nothing but to drive into her with unleashed force.
She was literally shaking with feverish expectation. "Oh, God..." she moaned as the tip of his cock lingered around her opening, teasing her SO mercilessly. She needed to feel the length of him all the way inside...NOW!
Lifting her pelvis, she reached for his cock and guided it inside her.
This time her moaning increased ten fold, feeling as though she was going to explode into a million pieces and there would be no more Olivia Pope. "Oh, God, Oh, God," she cried, tears running down the corner of her eyes.
And she came right then just when he had barely begun thrusting into her, surprising them both as they didn't expect it so fast.
Feeling on the verge of his own orgasm cause nothing gave him more pleasure than her pleasure, he pulled out and came all over her breasts.
Their hearts still beating wild, they lay in each other's arms as the moonlight poured down and warmed them. They talked for a little about what they would do once they left the island, while the cool breeze dried their naked bodies.
"I would go first go to In- N- Out Burger and get a double cheese burger, " he sighed.
"So you liked... in n out...didn't you?" she whispered her tone marked with playful sexual innuendo.
"In more ways that you can imagine," he smirked back. "I believe you did too."
"In n out, definitely the best, " she brushed his lips with her index finger. "Anyhow, the first thing I would do is sleep for 2 days straight in my comfy bed..."
"Actually...the first thing I would do is take you out on a proper date." he said with a sheepish expression as though he was fifteen and asking the girl of his dreams to go to the prom with him. "You like Japanese food?"
"Hmm...yeah."
"How about n/naka in L.A?"
"That would be perfect, " she'd been there once on a date and the food was absolutely divine. She'd heard that it had been voted best restaurant in Los Angeles. "Although right now, even In- N- Out sounds good."
Olivia's lips curved into a dreamy smile, thinking how wonderful it would be, happy that his plans for the future included her. She rested her head on his chest...feeling as though she was in heaven, as though she was living one beautiful fairy tale (minus them being lost on a deserted island, but what what the heck, life is not perfect, right?)
As though exactly what she was thinking, the prince wrapped his arms around her even tighter and placed a loving kiss on her forehead.
A/N: Please keep on reviewing :) Reviews keep me writing day and night,
Hey, did I hear you right? Too much smut, gives up more plot! Okay, okay...if that's what YOU want...