I know a couple of you asked if Ashlin, the boys mom and Fitz's ex-wife is a black woman and yes, she is.
Now back the story.
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"Oh! Don't stop, Fitz! Ri- right there, baby." Olivia moaned, gripping the bedsheets tighter. Her back arched deeply and for the third time in a row, her orgasm took over as her face contorted in pleasure.
"God, Livie.." Fitz moaned back into her ear, feeling her warmth drench him all while allowing him to slip deeper into her. His strokes were slow, longing and deep, and Olivia swore she could feel him almost reaching her stomach. Her hands flew to his back and mindlessly, she dug her manicured nails deep into his sweaty skin. Fitz hissed from the sensation, but his strokes faltered not. Instead, he began to pick up speed as he moaned her name, loving the way her body accommodated and adjusted around his girth each time he moved inside of her.
Olivia tucked her bottom lip between her teeth while tossing her head, looking up to the ceiling. Fitz's strokes were powerful and soul renewing. Deliberate, and with every thrust, he brushed her g-spot in a way that could drive her crazy. With shaking limbs, Olivia let out a loud cry and her eyes rolled to the back of her head as she wrapped her legs tighter around his waist and pulled him in deeper. "Oh God! Fitz, please!" She moaned as he took her harder. The bed shook from his powerful strokes.
Fitz was laying it on her so good that she didn't think she could handle much more. But if he even thought about stopping now, she'd have to curse him.
Fitz had been and ever was, the only man that knew how to make Olivia Pope tap out.
"You're so deep, baby." She moaned as she thrusted her lower half into him, matching his fervent pace. He felt so good inside of her, stretching her walls in ways that hadn't been stretched since their last time together. She didn't want him to ever stop making her feel this good. The things he did to her...The things he'd whisper to her...It all made her fall harder and deeper in love with him.
"You love it, Livie," he said. "Yes! So much, Fitz!" Olivia nodded and before she knew it, Fitz was grabbing her left leg and placing it over his shoulder.
He wrapped his large hand around her throat and as if a switch went off, he began to drill into her. The only sound that could be heard in the room was the sound of sweaty skin slapping against sweaty skin and constant huffing "Ah! Ah! Ah!" falling from both Olivia's and Fitz's lips in a rhythmic temp.
"Look at me." Fitz demanded. Olivia's brown eyes immediately popped opened and her mouth fell into the form of a perfect "O" as Fitz fucked her harder. Olivia couldn't form a single word or a single sound in that moment. Her breast jiggled up and down and the valley between them were glistening with sweat.
Fitz groaned loudly as he felt her clenching her walls around him. He knew all to well that that was a sign of her being close again.
"Oh, Fitz!" Was all Olivia could say before she gasped for air. Fitz smirked smugly as he watched her eyes disappear into the back of her head as pleasure cruised through her body. He knew the effects he had on her. He knew just how his woman liked it. One thing's for certain, their chemistry was undeniable, uncontainable and steadfast when it came to pleasuring each other in the bedroom.
"Let go, Livie... Cum with me, baby," Fitz coaxed as he reached down to stimulate her clit with his digits, and like magic, Olivia felt her fourth and most powerful orgasm ripple through her body just as Fitz found his release and filled her with his warm, creamy cum. Cries of pleasure from release filled the space around them.
Fitz lowered his head into the crook of her neck and peppered her with soft kisses as Olivia shuddered underneath him. With Fitz still buried inside of her and cum trickling out of her, she spread her legs wider so he could rest between them, then she brushed her fingers through his damp curls as they relaxed in the afterglow.
"I love you, Olivia," he said, breathlessly.
Just as breathlessly as Fitz, Olivia smiled and said, "I love you too, Fitz."
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"Man, I'm so glad those six weeks are over," Fitz said. They had just gone another round and now Olivia was lying nakedly, wrapped in his strong warm arms. She kissed his chest and giggled, "Me too."
Olivia was on cloud nine. She had just given him the best blowjob and rode the hell out him, and now her body was deliciously sore, but she didn't regret a thing. She loved to satisfy her man wants and needs.
"I love you, Fitzgerald." She hummed.
Fitz smiled. God, he loved hearing her say those three words to him. "I love you too, Livie. And I'm glad we had the walls soundproofed."
"Oh god, me too." Olivia blushed. She knew if Nolan or any of the kids had heard them tonight they would never heard the end of it. Besides, traumatizing their children was not something they were trying to accomplish.
While the kids had been on a weekend getaway with Fitz's mom, Fitz pitched the idea to have insulation added to their walls to block the noises coming from their bedroom and Olivia knew it was the best idea yet. Fitz, he had warned Olivia that once she cleared by her doctor, he wasn't holding back, and now Olivia was thankful that he didn't.
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Olivia and Fitz had just finished showering and changing their bed linens. Though it was late in the night and they were both tired, neither one of them could sleep so they laid face to face and pillow talked. But a sudden knock on their bedroom door was able to disrupt their peace.
Olivia laughed, "I knew it was coming! My mommy instincts told me to get ready for an intrusion."
While reaching for the switch on the lamp on his nightstand, Fitz called out, "Who is it?"
Without a verbal answer, Asher and Katie opened the door and walked in making Fitz groan. "Aht! Wait," he said, holding up his hand and stopping them in their tracks. Asher and Katie looked at him confusingly as Fitz went on to say, "What have I told you guys about that? When I ask 'who is it', you're suppose to say who it is, not just walk in. So, get out and try again."
Oh, this has just gotten interesting, Olivia thought as she sat up against the headboard and giggled. She watched as both Katie and Asher rolled their eyes and exited the room. Then, after having them knock more than a couple of times and patiently wait, Fitz cleared his throat and finally asked, "Who is it?"
Without hesitation, both Katie and Asher said, "Who it is!" Then, they opened the door and walked back into the room with smug looks on their faces. Not being able to hold back, Olivia laughed out loud while Fitz shook his head, staring at the two kids. He couldn't be even upset. These kids were hilarious and some smart asses.
After getting her laughter under control, Olivia glanced between the two kids standing at the foot of her bed and asked, "Asher, what's wrong and ladybug, why are you up at this hour?"
"Well, she came in my room and said that there's a monster in her closet. I told her that there wasn't, but she didn't believe me, so now we're here. Can you tell her?"
Olivia loved how Katie sought out Asher because she was afraid. Although the two fought a lot, this moment showed just how special their bond really was.
"Katie, there's no monster in your closet," Fitz said, trying to reassure his baby girl.
"Uh-huh!" Katie fired right back as she nodded her head vigorously.
"Ladybug, there's no monster in your closet."
"Uh-huh!"
Fitz could only sigh and shake his head. His daughter was persistent.
Olivia quietly laughed at the two, then she looked at Katie and said, "How about you sleep with us tonight, ladybug.."
"If you really want me to!" Katie exclaimed as she rushed to her parents bed. Fitz felt played. Olivia peeled back the covers and helped her climb in. "There you go, baby," Olivia said while Fitz groaned and moved over, making more room. "Be nice, Fitzgerald." She giggled.
Once Katie was settled in bed with her parents, Asher left, going back to own his bedroom. "Well, goodnight, baby," Fitz said to Olivia in particular as he turned off the lamp. Yet Katie quickly answered, saying, "Goodnight, daddy!"
Olivia laughed. "Yes. Goodnight, honey."
Once the room was deadly quiet besides the sound the whirling of the ceiling fan, Fitz looked over at two of his girls. He couldn't contain the smile that spread across his face as he found Katie asleep with her head on Olivia's chest. Olivia's head was turned in the opposite direction of Katie's hair and her mouth slightly opened. In that moment, Fitz knew life couldn't get better, then eventually, he joined them in dreamland.
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When Willow's cries came through the baby monitor at two in the morning, Olivia began to get up until Fitz stopped her. "I've got it, Liv. You pumped, right? Lay back down and get some sleep."
Olivia smiled, sleepily. "Yes. It's in her fridge. Thank you, honey," she murmured as she laid back down and adjusted Katie's limp arm out of her face. Katie Elise Grant was such a wild sleeper.
Fitz yawned as he quietly walked down the hall to his little girl's nursery. He carefully grabbed the fussy baby from her crib then he immediately began to rock her in his arms as he grabbed her bagged milk from the mini fridge. After dumping the milk into her bottle, he placed it in the bottle warmer. "It's coming, Lilo. Daddy's got it warming up, honey," he said tiredly. Luckily, Willow's crying ceased as she became content in her daddy's moving arms.
Fitz smiled down at his pretty girl then he grabbed the bottom from its warmer. He tested the milk's temperature on the back of his hand to make sure that it wasn't too warm before placing the nipple into his daughter's mouth. When she quickly began to suck, Fitz smiled. "Chow time!"
With his little girl nestled in his arms, Fitz moved to sit in the rocking chair that was placed perfectly in a corner. With heavy eyes, he watched his beautiful Willow Celine eat contently as he slowly and gently rocked the chair and hummed Stevie Wonder's: "Isn't She Lovely".
Ten minutes later, his little girl was fed, burped and back asleep. Now the hard part was getting her changed without waking her and possibly upsetting her. After Fitz laid her on the changing table, he worked quickly to get her her footed pajamas unfastened and her diaper unclasped. Fitz still had trouble stomaching the stench from his baby girl, but because of her, he had taught himself how to hold his breath as if he was sort of professional swimmer. He couldn't believe his pretty girl could create a smell so awful, but he knew as she grew older and her eating habits expanded, the smell would only worsen. For that reason alone, he was dreading the toddler stage.
Once Willow was cleaned and had a fresh diaper on her bottom thanks to daddy, Fitz refastened her pjs and carefully placed her little sleeping body back into her crib.
"See you again in two hours, Willow," he said, walking out of the room and knowing all too well that he would have another wake up call at four in the morning.