They landed at Key West International Airport at 6:30pm. As soon as they exited the airport, Fitz could already feel himself shift into a much better mood. It was 72 degrees there, which was a lot warmer than what it was back home in NYC and he was elated. They waited about ten minutes for a ride to their hotel and the whole ride was kind of quiet. They marveled at the live oaks, maple and Florida pine trees, the bright lights, the wide roads and took in the fresh, warm evening air.
Twenty minutes later, they arrived at their hotel at Pier House Resort & Spa. Just from the looks of it on the outside, both Olivia and Fitz were impressed. The hotel sat on a private beach and extended for miles. The check in process was extremely pleasant with the welcome desk staff immediately greeting and welcoming them for their first visit. They got their room keys, a map of the property and all it had to offer as well as solid recommendations on places to try nearby. They rode the elevator to the second floor where Fitz had booked a luxury ocean view suite.
At first sight, Olivia was blown away with the features. The living room was chic and well complemented with a wet bar. A bottle of wine and some dark chocolate were placed with a handwritten "welcome" card. Definitely a nice, personal touch. But the thing that caught her eyes the most was the balcony off to the side. She dropped her bag in the corner and took long steps to get to the French sliding doors that led to the beautiful view outside.
There was a nice little table arrangement for two there. And such a beautiful view. She stepped closer to the railing and leaned on it as she took a deep breath, focusing on the incredible view ahead. From the lush trees to the sand, the ocean and the stars and the moon. It fascinated her how things can come together and blend just right. And just when she thought it couldn't be more perfect, Fitz joined her and wrapped his arms around her as a nice breeze blew through them.
She turned her head to the side to look at Fitz. "Thanks for getting us here. You did really good baby." She gave him a sweet kiss on the cheek. In return, Fitz kissed the back of her neck and stared back at the view again. They could spare one more minute.
Eventually, they went back inside and were able to finish their tour. The bathroom was Olivia's favorite. It housed a giant bathtub and to the side, a walk in shower with a rainfall showerhead and steam fixture.
Olivia used the toilet, washed her hands and went back to the bedroom. She found Fitz lying on his back, ankles crossed, his arms behind his back staring up at the ceiling with a serene look on his face. She walked to the bed and climbed on top of him.
"That whole zen thing you got going on looks sexy on you." She flirted. "Thought I'd climb up here and tell you."
"You're so cute." Fitz smiled. "May I get kisses, please?"
"Where?" Olivia asked playfully, "Here?" She kissed his chin.
"Nope." Fitz grinned. "Warmer."
She kissed his jaw next. "Still warmer." Then his right cheek, "Warm." After that his nose, "Cold!"
"What?! No way."
They were both giggling and so happy. Fitz wished he could stay in that moment forever. Be still with her, just as they were; for the rest of their lives.
"I'll give you a hint," He removed one hand from behind his head and pointed at his mouth with his index finger.
"Ahhh, of course. How could I miss that?" Olivia teased, tracing the shape of those lips with her own finger. She pinched his dimples and finally leaned down to reward him with his kiss. She stroked his face and lingered with gentle pressure against his soft lips. No rush, no urgency to deepen it. Just that. And it felt perfectly right.
When they pulled away, Fitz could not stop blushing. And he found that he was nervous. What for? He didn't know. What he did know though was: some beautiful woman, way out of his league, just kissed him and he liked it.
"What do you wanna do?" He asked. "We could check out one of the restaurants on the property, we could venture out for some local hang out spot or we could stay in and order."
After being up all day and on the plane for three and a half hours, staying in and relaxing in a warm bath was very tempting to Olivia, because she was exhausted. But it was still fairly early and it was Friday night, and she was twenty-five years old, damn it! They were in a new state, a gorgeous city and it was a wonderful night out on a property with a million little things to fall in love with. So Olivia made a decision. She was gonna go out with her boyfriend, have a couple of drinks and see where the night could take them.
And that's exactly what they did. They looked at the book of recommendations from the hotel and collectively chose to check out Beach Bar. How could they not, when the restaurant's motto was "no shirt, no shoes, no problem"?
The walk there was nice. They found the outdoor pool and the garden which was nicely maintained all year round. There were some luscious plants, gardenias, roses and tulips. There was even a little koi pond with turtles, goldfishes and tadpoles. Olivia couldn't wait to explore more when it was daylight and sunny.
Finally, they arrived at Beach Bar, and wow, was it cool. The place itself was rather large and had a country vibe to it. With its rustic architecture and modern contemporary décor and outdoor torch lights, it was easy to be pulled in. And it was right there on the beach where you could hear the crashing waves write their number one hits to the illuminating moon shining above it. It didn't seem to be a busy night so they were welcomed and seated right away by their hostess. They waited about two minutes before their waitress came to their table and introduced herself as Yasmin. She handed them each two menus for food and beverages and left them to decide on what they wanted.
Yasmin returned five minutes later with water and slices of lemon on the side. With a smile on her face, she directly spoke to both of them. "Are you ready to place an order or would you like a few more minutes to decide?"
"I'm ready." Fitz said after having looked at the menu and picked the first things that sounded good to him. "May I please get the house burger, lobster MAC and the chicken tenders?"
"Of course." Yasmin nodded. "Any drinks or cocktails?"
"Babe, would you like to share a bottle of wine?" Fitz looked to Olivia for confirmation.
To his surprise, she shook her head. "No, thank you. I'm feeling something sweet tonight actually."
It was the whole beach vibe. It made her want to sip on something tropical or sweet.
"Okay. Then a glass of Macallan straight, if possible?" He requested.
Next it was Olivia's turn to order. She picked the Caribbean cobb salad, fish tacos and a chocolate martini. Quite the combo.
Their drinks arrived first and Olivia was delighted about her selection. She could remember the times in her early college years when mixed drinks were all the hype. And how Abby would make her these bomb chocolate martinis after closing time at this upscale bar on Newbury street, where she used to work.
And it dawned on her why that was her choice for the night. She missed her best friend. Since the new year, it seemed like they were both too busy for each other but that's never stopped them from communicating before. They used to talk on the phone every day and hang out weekly. Now it felt like they barely spoke. Their text interactions were short and she didn't know why that seemed to be the case. Olivia wondered if she was doing something she wasn't aware of… and even if the strain in their friendship had anything to do with her relationship with Fitz. She really hoped not because she was not going to choose.
She must've zoned out because she didn't realize Fitz was saying her name until he grabbed her hand and brought her back.
"What? I'm sorry. I spaced out."
"Everything okay?" Fitz asked.
"Yeah." Olivia nodded. She wasn't sure how much of this she could tell Fitz. She didn't want him to feel bad. But also, maybe she was worked up over nothing and just reading too much into things.
She excused herself to the bathroom. She took a deep breath and fished her phone from her back pocket. Going through her contacts, she clicked on Abby's name and placed a call. It went straight to voicemail. She tried again a couple times and got the same result. Finally, she sighed and decided to send a text.
Hey. Miss you. Give me a call when you can.
Olivia washed her hands and then returned back to her table. Fitz's appetizer and her salad had just arrived. Fitz stood up to pull out her chair for her which made their waitress smile.
Yasmin had totally been crushing and fanning over Fitz earlier with her coworkers but now, watching him with who she assumed is his girlfriend or wife, she didn't think she had the right to do that cause clearly, he looked like he had found his one. I mean who gets up anymore to pull out chairs? That was totally fucking adorable and swoon worthy. He deserved all the awards.
"Enjoy your meal." Yasmin smiled at them both. "I will be back again with the rest of your order. Please let me know if you'd like a refill of your drinks."
"Thank you." Both Fitz and Olivia responded simultaneously.
As quickly as she came, Yasmin left to attend to her other tables.
Olivia smiled to herself and leaned over the table to whisper to Fitz. "She totally has a crush on you babe."
Fitz's heart skipped a beat. "What? Why? Get out." He stammered nervously. "I didn't… I didn't do anything to-" He didn't want her to think that he was just out here flirting with their waitress like a sleazy bastard while she was in the bathroom.
Olivia decided to shut him up with a quick peck. Of course she knew he wasn't doing anything wrong. She trusted him more than any man she's ever been with. He's never given her a reason not to and she felt so secure with him. She also wasn't the irrationally jealous type. He was attractive and women are going to be drawn to him. She couldn't control that. But she could tease him about it because he was also her damn best friend. "You know you're hot as hell right? But you're also fucking adorable, Ace." She teased, which caused him to blush even more. "You got up to pull out my chair babe. Even I was swooning a little bit and you're all mine." She explained.
Finally he smiled but he was still red in the cheeks. "Only the best for you, mama."
"What did I tell you? Adorable." Olivia winked.
She grabbed her fork and dug into her salad. It tasted amazing and fresh. She loved the addition of mangoes with her mixed greens. The grilled shrimp was flavorful; the cherry tomatoes were fresh and juicy and the dressing was tangy and delicious. It was a love affair between her and that plate. And Fitz watched her with an amused smile on his face.
"I love to watch you eat." He told her. "When you eat, you make the same moaning sounds as when we're having sex. It's fascinating and I don't know how to feel about that."
Olivia tried to contain her laughter as she chewed and swallowed. She took a long sip of her drink before she responded. "Few things can get me to make that sound you're speaking of." She informed, casually
"Enlighten me." Fitz smiled.
"Food, wine, your mouth and penis, massages of any kind and real leather." Olivia said. "Now, if you somehow manage to find a way to combine at least three of those things together simultaneously, I might actually catch on fire or try to trap your ass. Proceed at your own risk."
Fitz burst into laughter. He was in disbelief… like he really lucked out and found the girl of his dreams. How wild was that? And she was funny too and could get him to laugh and feel so light and carefree.
"That's a challenge I'm willing to take on." He said.
Olivia shrugged, "Okay, but don't say I didn't warn you."
"Noted." He made a show of titling his hat before they both burst into laughter again. "What else should I know about you, Ms. Pope?"
"Well…"
This mood sustained through their entire meal and several drinks. Olivia switched to water after martini number four started to hit her. The chocolate had tricked her into thinking she was having a dessert and not real alcohol but once the vodka truly kicked in, she found herself telling Fitz all her business… truly embarrassing stuff about herself he didn't know about. And he wasn't shy about telling her his stuff either. They were a mess. She didn't want to imagine what they must have looked like in that moment, laughing loudly as they exchanged stories and shared intimate details and juicy secrets.
Before they knew it, it was coming up on closing time for the bar. Olivia insisted on taking care of the tab and Fitz fought her on it. Finally, after too much back and forth, Fitz decided Olivia could contribute the equivalent of one of his drinks and their waitress's tip.
The night was still young and they were at the beach, so they decided to make the best of it and continue on a long stroll along the shore. It was practically empty this time of night which was really nice. Halfway through, Olivia decided she wanted to do some cartwheels. She was a kid at heart and when you're at the beach, you build sandcastles and fail at self balance. And she told Fitz as much.
"Oh my god, you're totally drunk." Fitz cackled. "I don't think I've ever seen you really drunk before."
"I'm definitely tipsy but I'm not drunk." Olivia rolled her eyes as she peeled off her cardigan and handed it for Fitz to hold. "I'll prove it to you, officer." She said smokily.
Fitz pulled out his phone and began recording. He had a feeling that this was going to be epic. More than anything though, he just wanted to document one of the funniest nights of his life. Though a bit unrealistic, he wanted to try and capture the beauty of this relationship in a snapshot or a recording that he can fondly look at and recall their youth when they're both old and grey, rocking on their front porch in Vermont or some other place.
"Are you seriously gonna record this?" Olivia asked, hands on her hips looking at the camera.
"Yup." Fitz laughed.
"Okay, but like how do I look?" She struck several silly poses for Fitz and he could hardly stand how cute and hilarious she was being.
"You're doing amazing, sweetie." He replied. "Let's see those cartwheels. And take no offense to this but I will laugh if you bust your ass."
"I'll laugh too!"
Olivia began with a one hand cartwheel. She was clearly very athletic and Fitz was blown away when she did three full layouts with a twist, forward and backward, basically defying the laws of gravity in his opinion. She ended on a handstand. All in heels! He was impressed.
"Go best friend, go best friend!" Fitz hollered, whistling.
He had to jog a little to catch up to her and when he did, Olivia landed back on her feet and curtsied as Fitz clapped for her. She basked in his praise.
"I didn't know you could do all that. That was awesome, babe!" Fitz boasted.
"What can I say, I swim like a fish and move like a ninja." Olivia shrugged, trying to catch her breath. "I'm spinning out of my mind right now." She leaned on Fitz's shoulder as they began walking again. They walked a few more feet before they found a tree to sit under. Olivia lay her head on Fitz's lap and looked to the sky as she listened to the sound of waves flirting with the sand.
They didn't speak for a while. They just sat still, took in the beautiful scenery and breathed in sync. Olivia grabbed Fitz's hand and kissed his palm before entwining their fingers.
"Did you ever think we'd get here?" Olivia asked.
"To the beach?" Fitz teased. "Always."
"Ha ha ha." Olivia said dryly. "But seriously though, did you always see us this way?"
"I hoped we could get here." Fitz replied honestly, fingers playing in her hair. "I wished for it a lot; dreamed about it every night. But If you ask me if I would've done any of it differently, the answer is no because I was absolutely terrified of losing you. Our friendship had come to mean so much to me and I didn't know if telling you about my feelings right away would cause you to push me away or ghost me. I loved you too much already."
"Aww, baby!" Olivia cooed. She could feel herself getting emotional and she was trying to keep the tears at bay for his sake.
"Do you remember the night we met?" Fitz smiled, looking down at her as he recalled the memory.
"How could I forget?" Olivia chuckled. "I was having the shittiest night. Probably didn't make the best first impression." She remembered how difficult and bratty she was when he was trying to help her. But she also remembered how kind he's always been right from the start.
"True that. But you did make a very powerful and impactful impression." Fitz countered. "What you don't know about that night is that I was there to meet some chick from Tinder. But I took one look at you from across the bar and canceled those plans fast. I remember saying to myself "if you don't go over there and at least introduce yourself, you're gonna regret it as long as you live." I knew that I wanted to get to know you. I was hooked from the second I laid eyes on you. Way before I gathered the courage to come talk to you."
It was the first time Olivia was hearing about their first interaction from his perspective. And it was heartwarming.
"And I thought you were so fucking gorgeous and feisty and cool right off the bat. All sassy like "anybody ever tell you that it's rude to stare, Fitzgerald?"." Fitz mimicked her voice and Olivia burst into laughter. Although he sounded nothing like her, she was impressed by his perfect recollection of that night.
"And then you totally called bullshit on me. Which was crazy because that line I said was not a line… I totally lied. I was definitely flirting… or trying to." He blushed.
"I knew it!" Olivia giggled. "What did you say to me again?"
"Our lips would be put to better use." Fitz quoted. "So cringe."
"Hey, I bought it." Olivia revealed.
Fitz raised an eyebrow in surprise. "Bull."
"Nope." Olivia shook her head. "Totally got my panties wet. I thought you were fine as fuck. Granted you annoyed the hell out of me, If you had pushed just a little bit more, I think that night would've ended much differently for the both of us."
"I know." Fitz agreed. "That was on purpose."
Olivia gasped, "Why?"
"You told me your real name." Fitz answered. "And you were so sad. I knew I had one shot that I could play one of two ways with a woman like yourself."
"Go on…" Olivia prompted, very interested in hearing about his tactics from that night.
"I could be a dick and pursue you for one night of intense, insurmountable pleasure and you would've been gone forever in the morning. And possibly regret it if you decided to work things out with him." Fitz paused to look into her eyes and he found that Olivia was listening intently to his every word. "Or I could respond to what you were really trying to tell me. That you were blindsided, confused and sad. Your eyes… broke my heart that night. And I could relate, you know? Cause I had been there too not long before you. That same seat, same bar; heartbroken. The only difference, I was numb. I wanted to kill myself. And I didn't know what was going through your head. That's why I insisted so much that you come home with me. I wanted to take care of you, hold you, protect you, heal you. Even if it was just for a night." He wet his lips, blinking nervously at his revelation. "Sounds absurd right?"
Tears brimmed behind Olivia's eyes and she sat up straight, needing to touch his face and kiss his lips. Knowing the full scope of his intentions that night was unbelievably touching. She had goosebumps.
What kind of man loves like this?
"No." She shook her head, touching her forehead to his. "Never. Thank you for that night and every day since. Gosh, I love you sooo much." She brought her lips to his forehead and lingered there for a moment as she took short shaky breaths.
Fitz pulled her completely on his lap and hugged her tightly. He didn't mean to get that deep and sentimental with her tonight. But that's where they were and if anything, he felt closer to her for having told her. This whole night has been so memorable for him.
"And then of course, you told me that I wasn't your type and I woke up in the middle of the night with a hard dick and a death grip around you." He added to lighten the mood.
It worked. They were both laughing uncontrollably.
"Oh my God. Stop it." Olivia blushed. "I totally remember that."
Olivia could also remember how weird she woke up feeling the next morning. Like she had gotten the best sleep of her life in some stranger's arms. And she couldn't get out of his apartment fast enough after that realization. And now months later, here they are. All caught up in each other with no desire to run.
"Never. You had me locked in from the start, baby." Fitz confessed. "Granted it was touch and go for a while and I had so much whiplash and blue balls thinking I'd get stuck in the friend zone, but I had hope. I always knew we'd get here, someday and I'm so glad that day is here."
He was unbelievable. Olivia could feel the tears coming again. Damn it.
"You're an idiot, you know that?" She asked fondly.
"I love you too!" He replied with a smile.
Olivia framed his handsome face in her palms, tilted his head back and finally brought her lips against his. Fitz sighed blissfully and as the kiss deepened, so did his hold on her petite body. He held on like a lifeline. She tasted intoxicating. And he was irreversibly drunk.
They returned to their room a little past midnight. Olivia was beyond exhausted at this point but she still wanted to wash the long day away under the sprays of that rainfall shower. While she showered, Fitz took the liberty to call the front desk and booked for a massage at their full service spa facility for later in the day. The receptionist was able to squeeze both of them in for a 2:00 PM appointment and he planned to surprise Olivia with it after brunch.
She didn't spend too long in the bathroom. Because by the time he finished planning their day for the morning, and stripped out of his own clothes, she was out of the shower and drying out. He found her standing in front of the sink, bent at the waist, ass pointed to the ceiling, shaking her wet hair out. And that is all it took for his dick to rise up in salute.
Ready to ride, captain!
When she stood up straight, he was waiting for her with a towel. She walked into his arms and he wrapped her up.
"Love you babe." Olivia smiled at him. "And that package you're trying to hide from me, I'm definitely looking forward to handle and worship it for you."
Fitz raised his eyebrows, bemused. Damn, his girl was good at flirting with him. He was blushing and he felt more blood rush to his dick.
"Is that so?" He prompted, eyebrows raised in extreme interest.
She sensually roamed her soft hand across his defined pecs, down his strong abs, and she lingered at the waistband of his boxers, peeking at the happy trail leading to the impressive tent in his boxers. She teased him ever so gently and torturously over his boxers. Running her nails over the outline and squeezing him firmly in her palm. Fitz tried to suppress a growl and she latched her lips onto his, biting on his bottom lip and he gasped. She pulled back with a soft peck and a mischievous smirk.
"Top priority. I promise." She removed the towel on her way out, leaving Fitz stunned and looking over his shoulders at that perfect view she just displayed.
It took him a few to recover but once he did, he set out to break the record for quickest shower ever taken. But apparently he was not fast enough, because by the time he brushed his teeth, dried himself, threw on a robe and walked back into their room, Olivia was laying at the edge of the bed, remote in hand - fast asleep.
Fitz laughed quietly to himself. He couldn't help it. He climbed in bed and hovered over her, smiling at how cute she was. All that sexy talk to get him riled up and now, she was snoring away. He grabbed the remote from her hand, turned off the TV and placed it on the bedside drawer.
"Livvie…" He whispered in her ear.
She stirred but didn't wake. He tried really hard not to burst out in laughter but it was getting harder as he leaned over and kissed her lips repeatedly. She moaned sleepily but kissed him back. The moment she realized she fell asleep on him was quite hilarious. One minute she was lazily kissing him back, the next, she was jumping out of bed, shouting;
"Shit! I fell asleep!"
Fitz no longer tried to hold it in. His laughter came in thick and infectious as he toppled on his side and pulled her body against his. She hid her face in her hands and laughed with him too because she saw the irony in the situation.
"What circle of sleep were you already in?" Fitz teased.
She turned to face him and rolled her eyes. "Shut up. I'm up, my pussy is wet and I'm ready to go."
Fitz smirked and brought her chin closer so he could give her a proper goodnight kiss. When they pulled apart, he tucked her under his arm and began to stroke her damp hair. "Go night-night mama. Ti amo."
She looked up and pouted at him. "But I promised."
Olivia tried to feel him up under the robe but he grabbed her hand and intertwined their fingers around his neck.
"You've been up all day and you're tired." He said, kissing her forehead. "Plus, you don't owe me sex, babe."
She finally relinquished. She really was exhausted and he was so warm. Olivia snuggled into him more and kissed his chest a couple times before she buried her face in the crook of his neck. Being in his arms felt so safe and coupled with the way he was rubbing little circles in her palm, it didn't take her long to knock out again.
Fitz took a little longer. He didn't want to miss a thing but eventually, his eyelids grew heavier and he was lulled to a slumber where lovers always meet.
They slept well into the late morning the next day. Olivia was the first to wake with a pulsing ache between her thighs and an impulsive urge to fuck. She immediately looked up at Fitz who was still asleep and she had an internal battle with herself on what to do. He would totally wake her. But sigh… he looked so dreamy and adorable. And she could watch him forever. But then he stretched and pulled her completely on top of him. She squealed.
"I can feel you staring, little creep." He mumbled, his voice thick and raspy with sleep.
Olivia moaned. Who gave him the right to sound so sexy first thing in the morning? It wasn't right. She leaned down and captured his lips. He still hadn't opened his eyes but he kissed her back with a goal to ruin her and he succeeded.
She sat up on his hip briefly to remove her shirt and panties and that's the sight Fitz opened his eyes to. Desire immediately glazed his eyes and that was all the confirmation Olivia needed to pull at the knot on his robe and set him free as well.
Fitz sprung into action, sitting up and pulling Olivia into another kiss. His big hands roamed up her naked back and set goosebumps as their tongues sought each other. He gasped against her mouth when she grabbed him in her palm and began to stroke him.
"Want you so badly." Olivia mumbled. "Dreamed about this and then I woke up wanting to make it reality."
Intrigued, Fitz licked her bottom lip and inquired, "And what exactly did that dream fully entail?"
She placed a teasing kiss on his jaw while he continued to grow firmer in her hand. "Me… you."
"Mmm…" Fitz moaned. "I like the sound of us together in any realm. What were we doing?"
"We were just like this." She kissed her way up to his ear, her hot breath grazing his skin. "Bare; lost in each other in the most breathtaking way and falling into an ocean of pleasure and bliss."
"That's hot." Fitz groaned. "I want you too, baby. Are you ready for me?" He dipped his head and closed his mouth around her hardened nipples.
A breathy moan escaped Olivia as she arched for him. "Mhmm…" She cooed.
"Show me." Fitz whispered.
Olivia grabbed his hand and directed him to the proof. He pressed two fingers between her folds, rubbing up and down and spreading her essence over her clit. He grew fully in her palm just from feeling her and they both smiled, resuming their steamy kiss.
They made some comfortable adjustments and Olivia grinded against his length at her entrance. They both moaned in delight at the sensation before she cupped him and slowly slid down on him, both hissing at the feeling of togetherness. No words were needed as their center connected and they let themselves get lost in the sensation they were both feeling.
They shared a couple languid kisses, caressing each other and panting in short breaths as Olivia rode and rocked against Fitz to her own beat. Each time was different, like they were transcending from a different realm of existence, only to meet time and time again to create something new, something ethereal. And Fitz couldn't take it. He was tethering on the edge and could barely hold out any longer. He was drowning.
Fingers buried in her hair, he licked his tongue over her bottom lip. "You're so sexy and feel so fucking amazing, it's unreal." He moved across her shoulder, planting a sweet kiss on her collarbone. He palmed each breast in his large hands and squeezed them, eliciting a cry from Olivia. "I won't last if you keep riding me this good, baby."
This was music to Olivia's ear. She was in the same boat too. She's never been with a man who felt so perfect. It's like she was made specially for him. She could feel everything. The way he stretched her so deliciously, the way his tip grazed her most sensitive spots with every bounce. That thick vein alongside his shaft. He was perfect and she was in heaven with him.
Fitz changed their position abruptly, causing her to squeal. Such a strong man. The new angle was definitely incredible. She loved the way he knew her body and always took care of her and made sure she was comfortable and enjoying herself the whole time. He rained a few kisses all over her face as he kneeled on the bed and fastened her legs tightly around his hips.
He took over, controlling her hips and bouncing her on his cock at an earth shattering pace. It felt so good and Olivia couldn't fathom it getting any better as she grew wetter. Their rhythm was delicious and fluid as he slid in and out of her smoothly, meeting her in these long, deep thrusts that only served to drive them both to the brink. His eyes bore into hers as he watched the many ways in which her facial expressions changed the closer he brought her. Her legs around his waist started to shake and his spine started to tingle as her walls clasped against him, enthralling him in joining her in that sea of sweet pleasure.
"MMMM, don't stop baby, please don't stop!" She begged. Fitz kept the almost punishing rhythm until she was shaking and her walls began to spasm around him. "Mmm babyyy! Fuuuuuck! I'm gonna cum..." Olivia threw her head back, her eyes rolling as she dug her nails in Fitz's shoulder, breaking skin.
"Wait for me Livvie," Fitz grunted. He could feel her orgasm coming each time her walls squeezed him. It felt fucking addicting.
He laid her out on her back, never breaking contact. He cut her plea for release by capturing her lips in a sloppy kiss as he continued to drive into her, his hips working, angling his thrust meticulously to massage her G-spot while also creating friction on her clit. She wrapped her legs higher around his waist and squeezed his ass as he rocked into her, deeper, harder. Their faces contorted and mirrored the pleasure they were both feeling as they breathed unevenly and hotly against each other's mouth. Fitz entwined their fingers above the frame as his hips snapped faster.
Olivia was a mumbling mess as she chanted his name. Her body was wound so tightly with an overwhelming and imminent explosion and she took all that was given to her until she couldn't anymore and burst, squirting all around him. He pulled out just in time to watch the beautiful mess they created. Her body thrashed, fists clenched around the sheets. She clasped her legs together and sobbed as her orgasm wrecked her from within, leaving her breathless and in pieces. She looked fucking amazing and Fitz was obsessed.
It took her a few to pull herself together and his penis was still throbbing, eager for release. Her essence painted a shiny coat all around him that dripped from his shaft. She was salivating at the mouth. She looked at him and licked her lips in pure hunger and delight.
"Get over here." Olivia said sexily.
Fitz scooted down, straddling her chest. The moment he was close enough, she took him inside her warm, wet mouth and he groaned deeply from his chest. She was so skilled and he didn't stand a chance. Fitz leaned over, going a bit further down her throat. Her eyes gathered moisture as he hit the back of her throat.
"Damn baby!" Fitz shouted.
He put one hand against the wall and wrapped a fistful of her hair with the other. She let him take control, thrusting into her mouth until his hips started to spasm. His breathing was frantic, his muscles flexed and his stomach tensed when he reached the gates of ecstasy. She grabbed his ass and he held her head in place as she gagged on him. The vibration from her throat against his tip caused him to burst; shaking violently as the purest rush of euphoria ravaged through him.
Fitz leaned back on his heels, unable to breathe and feeling the most alive he's ever been. But her work on him was not finished. He begged for mercy and she kindly delivered. She rubbed his thigh soothingly and his penis twitched as she showered his sensitive tip with affection, bathing him with her tongue and wiping him clean of his essence until he softened again.
Neither had words to describe the feelings coursing through them as a result of what just happened. Fitz simply pushed her back on the bed and laid between her legs again.
"Was it everything you dreamed?" He placed a sweet kiss on her throat and trailed all the way down her chest - sucking a nipple in his mouth.
"Yes." Olivia gasped, her eyes rolling back as she arched for him. He massaged the other, rolling her nipple between his thumb. He was gonna be the death of her.
Fitz hummed, his mouth forming a happy smile while paying the same attention to her other breast. Once he had her right at a medium of heavy breathing and grinding beneath him, he pulled away, flicking the hardened buds and then he rested his head against her chest, hugging her torso while listening to her heart beating rapidly.
"You're such a tease." Olivia chuckled, her breathing very uneven.
He looked up, giving her that boyish smile. He kissed her cheek. "I love you, baby."
It was nearly lunchtime when they decided they should take advantage of the weather and get some sunlight and fresh air. While Olivia took her turn in the shower, Fitz grabbed his phone to browse restaurants nearby for breakfast foods. He found a place with great reviews called "Two Friends Patio Restaurant".
"Mama!" He shouted from the bedroom.
"What?" Olivia replied back.
"Cosa vuoi mangiare?"
(What do you want to eat?)
"I don't know. Surprise me!"
Fitz looked at the menu and hummed to himself. A lot sounded good. He ordered an assortment of brunch foods then alerted the front desk reception that he was expecting a delivery. Afterwards, he decided to join Olivia in the shower to save some water.
Ten minutes after they finished showering, a hotel staff knocked to deliver their food. They opted to have the spread laid out for them on the balcony. It was such a beautiful day out. The sun was up but they were shaded by huge trees wafting the softest breeze.
They ate in contentment and gusto. Olivia moaned around every bite of her Belgian waffles and seafood omelet. She felt like she was in paradise and did a little happy wiggle in her chair as she chewed delightfully. Fitz found her to be so freaking cute and he was absolutely in love.
Long after they were full, they remained on the balcony, listening to music and goofing around. Olivia laughed hysterically when Fitz decided to give her a silly lap dance when the song "Milkshake" came through his speakers. They attracted quite the attention from people walking by or on their respective balconies. But they didn't really care. They were too lost in each other… having too much fun.
Olivia lost it when he started to do this ridiculous body roll as he sang as well. She was his biggest hype man.
"You're a horrible customer. Where are my presidential bills, woman?" Fitz pouted.
Olivia ran her hand over his abs. Enjoying his antics. He was so silly yet very sexy at the same time. "I'll pay up later." She winked.
They stayed on the balcony for a little while until it was time for their appointment at the spa. Olivia decided on the "perfect day" spa package and Fitz was more than happy to tag along for the experience. He's never gotten a manicure and a pedicure in his life but oh! that shit felt like royalty. He now understood all the hype and why women loved that stuff so much. He had the tech ladies cracking up at all his dumb jokes and Olivia couldn't help but be captivated by him. His presence in any setting was always so authentic yet kind. She loved that about him.
The overall experience was very lovely and totally relaxing. They were offered chocolate covered strawberries and delicious champagne by the flute. Olivia even let him pick her nail polish colors. As far as luxury went, this was top tier.
Fitz cringed when Olivia got her eyebrows waxed and plucked. It looked painful and he didn't get why she had to do them either. They were perfect the way they were before, in his opinion. But apparently, there was something about an arch and a clean look? He shook his head and held Olivia's hand while the beautician applied warm wax and pulled the thin strip quickly to remove the hair. Fitz looked closer at the redness it left .
"You just waxed the color off my baby!" He turned to the technician in horror. Then quickly back at Olivia because he was worried. "Livvie baby, are you okay?"
"Aww, sweetie, I'm fine!" Olivia laughed, trying not to move so much. She brought his hand to her lips and kissed his wrist. "I'm fine, I promise."
"It doesn't look like it! You look like me if I sat in the sun with no sunscreen. But in the eyebrow area."
The whole salon burst into laughter. He didn't know what was funny and he didn't understand how women do this stuff on a regular basis. Even after it was done and he could see a slight difference, he was still pretty horrified until Olivia reassured him that it was part of the process. Sometimes, beauty hurts!
The massage and facial that followed suit was less horrifying and much more luxurious. They used all organic products that left their pores feeling so cleansed and refreshed. Olivia was mindless on the massage bed as the masseuse worked her knots to nonexistence from head to toe. She checked in with Fitz every once in a while. She knew he especially needed this and she wanted him to feel relaxed. They both fell asleep and by the time they were done, it felt like no time had passed at all. They were rejuvenated and couldn't hand out enough praises.
Olivia even exchanged social media info with the tech who did her nails. She was very talented.
It was well into the early evening when they headed back to their suite. And as soon as Olivia opened the door, Fitz jumped her. He didn't know what it was, but he was extremely horny and couldn't wait to have his way with Olivia. They barely made it to the bed as they stumbled around. He carried her to the bedroom, removing her clothes, impatient to get her naked. And she wasn't refusing either as she devoured his mouth with equal passion while stripping him of his layers as well.
They were both wanton and hot for each other. They couldn't connect fast enough. Maybe it was because their bodies felt very light and all their nerves were extra sensitive and overstimulated, but this round didn't take long at all. It was fast and delicious with Olivia laying flat on her stomach, hips arched prettily for him. Fitz kissed her all over her neck and shoulders while he fingered her pussy from the back to get her slick for him before he invaded her walls in a powerful thrust.
Her uninhibited cries to be fucked harder and faster caused Fitz to lose all control as he started drilling into her. He pulled her up on her knees with her back to his chest. He had one hand around her throat, while the other squeezed her breast as he continued to slam into her. His balls slapped against her clit, eliciting the most flattering moans from her lips. His lips were everywhere too, biting on her earlobes, licking and sucking on her neck — essentially overwhelming her senses. Her words were intelligible and his grunts came from a place of deep satisfaction as they approached release. Olivia lost all control of her body as it started convulsing involuntarily when Fitz began to rub fast circles on her clit. She shouted his name over and over as a powerful, electrifying release coursed through her.
A few more thrusts later, Fitz joined her. They were in a euphoric state of mind for a while. Their bodies fell limply on the bed — fingers entwined, bodies pressed against each other, sweating, gasping for air and thoroughly drained.
"Damn woman! Your pussy is dangerous." Fitz panted. "Why is it so good, baby?"
Olivia looked back at him, her fingers playing with the curls behind his neck. "It's your pussy, you tell me."
Damn.
A grin spread across his face and Fitz started trailing drugging kisses down Olivia's back. Olivia moaned and arched her back more for him as he continued past her waist. He palmed her butt and gave each globe a hard squeeze before sinking his teeth into them. A breathless gasp escaped her when Fitz spread her open and gave her one long lick, flicking his tongue over her clit in quick, teasing motions before he sucked the nub in his mouth, humming. She was so sensitive from her last orgasm that the vibration offset an inferno within her womb and Olivia screamed; shivers running up her spine as her second orgasm wiped her out completely.
Fitz climbed back on top of her, satisfied. He kissed her neck while Olivia lay under him semi unconscious, babbling and drooling. He chuckled to himself. He loved seeing her like that. So ruined and thoroughly fucked. He slapped her ass before he left the bed to go find a wet towel to clean them up.
When he returned, Olivia was laying on her back, legs spread widely. She made such a beautiful picture and what a view he got. He grabbed his phone and with her consent, snapped a few shots of her. She was the perfect muse, posing for him with the sheets now wrapped around her. He was getting hard again and gave her a suggestive look while licking his lips. She shook her head at him.
"Don't even think about it, mister!" She threatened.
Fitz laughed and climbed between her legs, warm towel in hand. He cleaned her inner thighs and she flinched when he tried to clean between her folds. She was still sore and sensitive.
"Be gentle." Olivia purred.
"Yes beautiful." Fitz kissed her hip and tended to her gently.
"Such a gentleman." She flirted as she watched. She flushed deeply. She had to admit he looked sexy as sin from that angle. "Can we go out tonight?"
Fitz nodded. "Of course. Where do you wanna go?"
Olivia shrugged. "I don't know. I just wanna go on a date with you; maybe dance, get a little tipsy and make out with you a bit?"
Fitz's face lit up. He liked what he was hearing. He looked at the time. It was way after seven, still fairly early and he was certain there was plenty to do on a warm Saturday night in Key West. "I think I can make that happen."
Olivia enjoyed running her fingers through his hair while Fitz did some research for their date. She let her mind wander for a bit. Abby still had yet to text her or call her since she reached out yesterday. She decided it was something she was gonna have to address when she returned home on Monday. But for now, she returned her focus to the man on her lap. He was so focused, googling for attractions and restaurants.
A few minutes later, he announced that he'd found somewhere promising to take her. Their shower was quick and short. They were both hungry and truly wanted to head out and explore the town for the night. They dressed casually. Fitz in grey chinos with the bottoms cuffed, a simple white v-neck t-shirt and his white trainers. Olivia matched him in a grey oversized, hoodie dress that hit just mid-thighs and she finished with her high top "comme des garcons" black and white chucks. She wore her curly hair in a messy bun and opted for no makeup. Just some lip gloss.
Framing her face in his hand, Fitz placed a long smooch on her delicious, voluptuous lips. "You're so beautiful Olivia." He said with so much adoration.
Olivia knew he meant it and she was totally blushing. "Thank you Fitz." She replied, smiling.
Fitz fought the urge to go in for another kiss but lost the internal battle. He could never resist and he refused to start pretending now. Things escalated fast and he rolled his eyes at the thought of stopping. But they must.
He pulled away. "We better go before I take you against that wall."
"Hmmm…" Olivia raised her eyebrows, very intrigued. "I wouldn't be mad. I think I've recovered enough."
Fitz shook his head. Very tempted. But he found some will power at the very last second. "Nope! We're going." He grabbed her hand and dragged them out the door. Olivia giggled all the way down the lobby.
Fitz was so proud to have her in his arms as they walked down Duval Street. The night was beautiful, the air just right. Fitz's research led them to Sloppy Joe's - one of the most famous attractions in Key West. Also said to be where Hemingway spent his days boozing back in the day. Fitz chose it because it was conveniently located just ten minutes from their hotel and because his baby wanted to dance with him tonight. Sloppy Joe's was also known for its live music and harmonious crowd of singers and dancers.
The place, of course, was packed for a Saturday night and they barely found a seat. As advertised, the atmosphere was tight and jamming with live country music. Fitz held Olivia's hand tightly as they maneuvered the quaint space, following their waitress. Once they were seated, they were offered a menu and left to decide what they wanted. Even though the place was packed, efficient service was not lacking. After a few minutes, their waitress returned to take their order. Fitz ordered a bud light while Olivia went with a caipirinha for her drink of the night. Rum has a way of fucking her up but YOLO. They ordered buffalo and teriyaki wings, and cajun fries. The Cuban sandwich came highly recommended by the waitress and they decided to split that and a Philly steak and cheese.
Everything tasted amazing. The Cuban sandwich did not disappoint. They were having a fun time together, drinking and watching the talents on the stage. People sang along to a lot of great hits being performed. From "Friends in Low Places" to the classic "Chicken Fried" and of course it wouldn't be country if "Landslide" didn't play. After a few more sets, the lead singer announced they would be changing things up a bit after one last country song, to which they encouraged lovers in the house to join each other in a dance. Then they debuted with Geoge Strait's "Cross My Heart" and Fitz absolutely had to do it. He stood up and extended his hand to Olivia.
"May I have this dance, my love?" He asked, all smiles and charming.
Olivia absolutely loved when he called her that. Anything to do with him claiming her as his got her knees weak, and this time was no different. She grabbed his hand and stood up. Her arms immediately went around his neck while he held her waist. They just swayed near their table, smiling; the words matching everything they believed their relationship to be.
"Is this what you imagined?" Fitz asked, wiggling his eyebrows playfully.
Olivia smiled and lay her head on his shoulder for the rest of the song as they continued to rock.
"Yes. This is perfect. You're perfect." She whispered.
In return, Fitz kissed her forehead and held her extra tight.
The next day, they did a little bit more exploring in Key West and had a lot of fun together.
In the morning, they made use of the onsite gym to get a nice sweat going outside of the bedroom. They trained full body, with an emphasis on glutes for Olivia. They lifted pretty heavy and Fitz was proud of the work Olivia put in. After their workout, they did a couple laps in the hotel's pool, splashing each other and engaging in friendly competition.
They decided to go out to lunch. Olivia found a gem of a restaurant sitting on the water. Live music played as they ate battered seafood and sipped on ice cold, crisp ciders while watching creatures of the sea give a spectacular show. They even played a couple rounds of pool against some locals. Olivia utilized any chance she got to rub herself against Fitz as she took her shots. It was an even sexier game and it had Fitz losing his mind. He couldn't wait to get her alone.
They returned to the hotel mid afternoon and headed straight to the beach. They spent the rest of the afternoon there — where they continued their nice buzz of day-drinking and cooled down while reading under the shade. Fitz dosed off for a bit on Olivia's lap. There was something completely relaxing about taking a midday nap under a coconut tree with the love of his life.
In the evening, Fitz had something special planned for them. Dinner and sailing all over Key West. The tour of the city was two hours long and it was a magical and luxurious experience. The boat stopped at Mallory Square just as the sun was beginning to fold into his slumber. The view was breathtaking with the sky bleeding different shades of violet and bright orange that morphed together perfectly. Being in the center of the Gulf of Mexico while watching the sunset was a beautiful and unique experience on it's own for Olivia, but doing it while wrapped in Fitz's arms was beyond words. She felt infinite. Like she could reach out and grasp the fading clouds and touch the colors. Like the night was just for them and their names were written and destined to exist in the same syntax for always.
After the tour, they walked around a bit, stopping at a bodega for snacks and at a bakery for some sweets. They planned to stay up all night — making love, talking and watching old movies together.
"Is this something I should get used to?" Olivia asked at the end of the night while eating a slice of key lime pie and soaking in the bathtub.
Fitz wanted to set the mood as soon as they returned to their suite. He was all about romancing his woman and what better way to do that than dessert, warm bubbles, wine and a shoulder massage in a dimly lit bathroom. After all, he had a challenge to see through.
Olivia was certain she was in heaven. Because let's be honest, this was pretty damn close wasn't it? The perfect evening with the dreamiest man? And he was exactly her type too. Now it's the end of the night and she's naked, relaxing in a warm bath, being fed the most delicious key lime pie she's ever tasted and she couldn't help feeling spoiled and ruined.
"Until we have babies, my whole world is you." Fitz smiled. "And full disclosure, I plan on ruining you for everyone out there. So yes, get used to this, Livvie."
Olivia sighed. Welp, there was no going back now cause as it stood, she was beyond ruined. Every fiber of her being was branded with him and she arrived at the point of acceptance peacefully. Tilting her head back, she puckered up for a kiss and Fitz sweetly adhered.
"Thanks. Good talk."
"Anytime Fireball."
Monday arrived much too soon and sadly, it was their last day. Olivia was the most saddened. She had such a wonderful time and she couldn't believe she had to part with it all after two amazing days. There's so much about this place she wished she could bottle up and take back with her to New York. The view, the clear, blue water, some sunshine and warmth.
They had one last breakfast on the balcony before checkout. She tried to take in everything one last time and immortalize the memories she made here with the love of her life during this fantastic weekend. She definitely wanted to visit this sanctuary again.
But she quickly realized that there wasn't much to be sad about. Yes, Key West is beautiful and she enjoyed her time here greatly. But what made it so amazing was the handsome man holding her. And him, she didn't have to leave at all.
So with that realization in mind, she smiled and took one last deep breath before she went back inside. She gathered all hers and Fitz's belongings and began to pack for their return flight home. The front desk had so kindly called them a taxi and they both thanked the staff profusely before they departed.
They boarded their flight at 12:55 and landed back in Newark at 3:30. And even though Key West was lovely, there was nothing like being welcomed home to snow flurries cascading over tall buildings and a serene view of the East River.
Olivia pulled out her phone and sent a text to her group chat with the ladies.
Back in town, let's do dinner tonight if everyone is free.
She was really hoping Abby would show.
Part 3 is nearly done but there's this one scene I want to include and it's kicking my ass. I can't quite get it right. Hopefully soon though. In the meantime, I hope you enjoyed fluffy Olitz. Up next is Liv's birthday, what's been going on with Abby, more Olitz and what Edison has been up to.