Lol, you guys are about to hate me for this mindfuck I'm throwing your way, but it fits (hehe…fitz) the storyline, I promise. I'm discovering new things about the story as I go along. I'm glad you're all liking it so far. Any italicized part is going to be a flashback in this chapter.

Olivia woke up to her alarm going off. It read 5:45 a.m. Her dream vivid in her mind, she reached out to run her hand through the man's wavy hair, kissing his cheek lightly. She smiled a little bit, shaking her head as she got up to go to the bathroom. She washed her face and rinsed her mouth out with mouthwash, before exiting the bathroom to go back into the bedroom. She put back on last nights outfit, putting her hair in a low ponytail. Just as she finished getting dressed, he groggily turned over.

"You're leaving so soon?"

"I have a busy day today, but I'll see you later, I promise."

"Do I at least get a kiss goodbye?"

Olivia smiled, leaning down, leaving a light peck on his lips. She looked at his face, still fresh with sleep, stroking his cheek with her thumb. "I'll see you tonight, Jake."

She left Jake Ballard's apartment, the vivid imagery of her first night with Fitz replaying over and over again in her mind. She tried not to think of him, because every single thought made her miss him. Hell, it'd been about 5 years since she'd last seen him. She began to wonder if he was doing okay, if he got married, had children, the whole nine yards. She walked to the elevator, pressing the lobby button, losing herself yet again in her memories.

"Care to join me?" he said to her. Fitz bit his lower lip, anticipating her answer. She walked out of the elevator, taking hold of his hand, as he put the key in the door, turning the lock, and opening the door. "After you," he crooned in her ear, his breath hot on the back of her neck, sending chills up her spine. He turned her towards him, closing the door with his foot.

He grabbed her face in his hands, kissing her passionately, both of their tongues fighting for dominance over the other. His hands worked towards her breasts, slipping down the dress to reveal a black-laced bra and panty set. He backed up for a moment, taking in the vision that was in his apartment. Olivia stood there, the flower still in her hair, looking more radiant than he had ever seen a woman look before. Her chest was heaving slightly, not breaking the eye contact between them. There was magnifying electricity between them, and he wanted her now more than ever.

He slid off his suit jacket and started to unbutton his shirt, as she shook her head. She walked over to him, her high-heels clicking against the wooden floor, and began to unbutton his shirt, sucking on the right side of his neck. He tilted his head, closing his eyes, as she twirled her tongue in light circles, before sliding his shirt off of his body. He picked her up, wrapping her legs around his waist, backing her into the wall. He slid his hand up her back, unhooking her bra, letting it fall to the floor. He took her breast in his mouth, flicking his tongue over her nipple as she let out a slight moan. He took it in his mouth again, sucking it lightly. Olivia ran her hand through his wavy hair, biting her lip as another moan escaped her mouth.

"Oh god," she whispered. "Make love to me, Fitz."

He looked up at her, searching her eyes for any sign of doubt. She nodded her head, making the unspoken agreement between them, letting him know she knew what she was saying, and that she wanted it. He nodded back, carrying her into the bedroom. He laid her down on the bed, looking down at her while he unzipped his pants, letting them fall to the ground. His boxers revealed his hardness, and he smirked slightly. He took off his socks and shoes, saving his boxers for last. He climbed in between Olivia's legs, the kiss deeper and slower than before. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him down on top of her. He trailed his fingertips down her side, down to her thigh, before sitting up, sliding her panties down her legs, and then throwing them behind his back. He began to kiss up her legs, kissing her inner thigh, before running his tongue along her entrance. She exhaled slightly, holding her breath, trying to prepare herself, but no amount of preparation would have been enough for the amount of pleasure she was about to feel. He teased her, his tongue going agonizingly slow up and down her entrance, over and over again.

"Fitzgerald Grant III, if you don't hurry up, I will leave this apartment and this will never happen again!" He looked up at her, and they both burst out laughing.

"Oh Livvie, you couldn't do that if your life depended on it. You want this just as badly as I do," he whispered. "You want to feel my tongue inside of you, tasting you, making you my sweet baby. You want to feel me inside of you, look at you, you're shivering just at the thought."

And he was right. The more he spoke, the more she wanted it. Her eyes were dark with lust, staring at the beautiful blue-eyed man in front of her. Her eyes traveled down his entire body, taking it all in. She wanted him. She wanted all of him.

He lay back in between her legs, wasting no time, as he slid his tongue into her. The moan she let out sent shivers straight down to his manhood, and he pumped his tongue in and out of her hungrily. He groaned, feeling her muscles getting tighter and tighter. She gripped at his hair, her moans getting louder and louder. She moaned his name, throwing her head back, arching her back slightly. He quickened his actions slightly, causing her to moan his name more frequently and loudly until she hit her climax. She gripped his hair tight in her hand as she let her orgasm take over her body. It happened in waves, each more powerful than the last. She had never had an orgasm like that before in her life. She was no longer aware of her surroundings; it was just her and Fitz in the world. Her other hand gripped at the sheets of the bed, only letting go when Fitz sat up again.

He licked her juices off of his lips, kissing up her stomach, making his way up her breasts, kissing her neck, before tracing her lips with his tongue, engrossing them in another kiss. He lined himself up at her entrance, sliding in slowly, waiting for her body to adjust. She gasped slightly as began to fill her. He slid all the way in, almost sending himself over the edge with how good she felt. He groaned, his head lying on her shoulder. He began to move, sliding out all the way, before plunging in again. She muttered a string of profanities, as Fitz picked up his pace.

He wrapped her legs around his waist, her high heels scratching against his back lightly with each thrust. She brought his face down to hers, panting loudly as they kept eye contact. The pleasure was indescribable, and she wanted more than anything to close her eyes and take it all in. She whimpered slightly, causing Fitz to speed up, his thrusts getting more and more sloppy. She could tell he was getting close too. She had never been this in tune with another person. She could look into his eyes and see everything he was feeling, everything he was thinking.

She knew this was more than a one-night stand. She knew that once he told her about their chemistry. She kissed him, not as urgently as before, but as a way to tell him that she was in this for the long run, that she wasn't going anywhere. He groaned into the kiss, his groans getting quicker, he ran his thumb over her clit in a circular motion, and she screamed out in pleasure. Yet again, this orgasm was stronger than the last. She wrapped her arms around him, kissing at every part of his body that she could manage. At that moment, Fitz yelled out her name, his orgasm taking over. He buried his face in her neck, moaning over and over again, until he was breathless. She ran her hands up and down his back, both of them laying there silently.

The elevator ding took her out of her thoughts, and she cleared her throat. She exited the elevator, taking out her phone to call her office. The ling rang twice. "Olivia Pope & Associates."

"Huck, it's Liv. I need you to get me the number for Fitzgerald Grant III."

Soooo, what did you guys think? I had to give you a sex scene. But why haven't Fitz & Liv talked in 5 years? What's going on?