A/N: Olitz is keeping it hot. More to come...

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"Hi…" He called her after his meeting had concluded. He sat back casually at his desk in the Oval Office.

"Hi…" she said, closing the refrigerator in her apartment.

"Can I ask you something…"

"Of course…anything…"

"What are wearing?"

"Really Fitz, calling me asking me what I'm wearing, you sound like a pervert."

"I sound like a pervert? The way you talked to me last night would make a porn star blush."

"That was in the heat of passion."

"That was sexy as fuck. Do it again."

"Where are you, Fitz?"

"Waiting on the Canadian Prime Minister, I think the veal scallopini gave him indigestion, so the second half of the meeting may be postponed."

"So, you're bored."

"And horny..."

"I'm hanging up now."

"Liv don't!"

"So, you want me to talk dirty, to you while you wait on the Prime Minister?"

"I just wanna hear your, voice sexy baby. What are you doing right now?"

"I wrapped up with the group and presented their assignments, now I'm home making dinner."

"What are you making?"

"Just a Cobb salad and a glass of wine..."

"What do you put in your Cobb salad?"

"Wow, you really are bored, aren't you?"

"Anything to keep you talking, your voice is so damn sexy."

"Well, I have a vintage Merlot, which I used to make a nice red wine and raspberry vinaigrette dressing. I used iceberg, watercress, and Romaine lettuce. I'm slicing tomatoes now. Then I'll add some chives, blue cheese a hard-boiled egg crumble. After that, I'll toss in some chicken breast; oh yeah, and an avocado."

"Damn woman, that sounds good!"

"Better than the steak and Au Gratin potatoes I made you last night?"

"Well, nothing is better than your sirloin steak and super creamy potatoes Liv."

"Thanks, baby, I'm glad you like my cooking."

"You're a great cook, but your sweet, honey dessert is what I crave."

"I knew this conversation wouldn't stay casual for long."

"You have that effect on me, sexy lady. Are you barefoot in the kitchen?"

"Yes, and I'm only wearing a white silk robe."

"With nothing on underneath?"

"Nothing..."

"Oh, baby...! Can I come over tonight?"

"I don't think so, I know that Cyrus will keep you well past midnight and I have to meet with my client before her flight at eight in the morning."

"That gives me plenty of hours to make mad, passionate love to you."

"I'm really hanging up now."

"You wouldn't."

"I will if you keep this nonsense up."

"I won't stop trying to get you hot and bothered, cause that's what you do to me all the time."

"It's not intentional; I'm just irresistible to you."

"That you are…now go to your room, take off the robe, lay your sexy body down on the bed, and wait for further instructions from your President."

"I will do no such thing."

"You are no fun."

"That's not what you said last night."

"You're right; I was too busy moaning out your name last night. I love the way you take charge. I'm getting hard just thinking about it."

"Are you touching yourself?"

"Now I am."

"Are your pants still on?"

"For now, all you have to do is tell me to take them off."

"You'd do that if I asked."

"I'd do anything for you."

"Really..."

"Yep..."

"Well, I'd like you to go get Cyrus and get started on that mountain of paperwork I know you've got sitting in front of you."

"Or, I could have someone do it for me, it's nothing I haven't already heard or seen before…you on the other hand keep me interested. You have my full attention"

"I know baby, but you're just going to have to control your erection until tomorrow."

"Time goes by way too slowly when I'm not with you Liv. I want you to know, you are the best thing that's happened to me in a long time."

"I want you to know that means everything to me, although our relationship has been tumultuous, to say the least, every moment, I found myself falling deeper in love with you every day.

"Liv…I'm so in love with you; I can't imagine my life without you and..."

"Fitz... did I just hear someone's voice?"

"Yeah, that's Cyrus, guess he's done with his rounds which means..."

"Okay, call me later."

"I'll do more than that..." He heard the sound indicating the call ending and he chuckled, placing his cell phone on the desk.

Later that night…

Fitz playfully implored, "Just a few questions, and I promise." He was dying to know any information Olivia was willing to share. He wanted to know things no other man knew about his enchanting woman.

"Fine, I'll allow you to ask me ten questions tonight."

"Are you for real this time, ten questions?" Fitzgerald was ecstatic. Finally! He thought to himself, "Will you actually answer me? Will you tell me the truth?"

"Yes, yes, and yes... You have seven more questions left." She countered playfully with the warmest smile. Her smile was contagious, Fitz found himself smiling too.

"Hey, no fair! That shouldn't even count."

"I don't see why not; those were questions asked to me and I answered them."

"Could you stop being a communications director for one damn minute?" His face lit up with amusement.

"I could," Liv answered her face seemed to glow, her smile was alluring and genuine, and Fitz felt himself becoming aroused.

"Six more questions, Grant- go."

"Fine, how does this feel?" He drew her to him, holding her firmly against his muscular form. Olivia continued to tease him with a slow sensuality that was sure to drive him insane with need.

She smirked, "Your erection feels huge."

Fitz was completely enchanted by the way her lips moved; he had to kiss her. Unable to wait, he went in to capture her lips hungrily.

Liv erotically flicked her tongue against his own and moaned wantonly.

Fitz felt his cock harden impossibly further and he turned Olivia around roughly. His hands found her breasts and he kneaded them with the perfect amount of pressure. His touch was so sensitive and experienced that Olivia cried out and ground her firm body against his. He turned her body around grinding his hardness against the softness of her ass.

Fitz is determined to drive her as insane as she made him. He gently pinched her nipples over and over, alternating between pressing down on the dark brown buds and rotating them in a circular motion that caused her breasts to bounce and sway as if in an erotic dance. He could hardly stand his need for her, and he reached one of his hands down into her panties to gently circle her perfect chocolate-colored clit. His hands were large enough that he was able to continue pressing down on both her nipples with one hand as he flicked her clit gently over and over with the other.

"Am I making you cum Liv?"

Olivia cried as she struggled against him, unable to move in his vice-like grip against his hand as she so wanted to.

"More!" She begged in a low sensual whisper; Fitz removed his fingers from her folds and brought them to her lips.

"Does that taste good?"

She was surprised that tasting herself on him only increased her desire. Instead of stroking her, he swiftly and repeatedly tapped her moist clit with his fingers, sending bolts of pleasure throughout her body.

"Please, Fitz...! Oh my god...!" she bit back a scream when he finally entered two fingers roughly into her opening, which was more than ready for him and dripping with wetness.

Fitz skillfully stroked her g-spot, all the while continuing to press down on her nipples causing her pert tits to bounce.

Liv arched against his hand and screamed as she came, her pussy throbbing and contracting around his fingers.

Oh... Fitz that was..."

She sighed, at a loss for words at how to describe the best orgasm of her life, which it hadn't even taken full sex to reach.

"So, what type of girl were you in school?" He asked wrapping his hands around her waist.

"I was the weird smart girl." She replied, still slightly out of breath, "This is your last question, Mr. President." She hooked her arms around his neck.

"How did you become a beautiful and dangerous woman?"

Oliva just smiled.