Olivia woke up the next day, after having an unforgettable night with Fitz, completely happy. she still couldn't believe that all this was really happening and that she had actually lost her virginity to Fitzgerald Grant.
Fitz tore the dress Abby lent her, she went to the closet in the room he had prepared for her, to look for an outfit. and to her surprise, there was a whole closet full of clothes, shoes and bags... and a note for her /These clothes, shoes, bags, jewelry... are for you to wear as many times as you want. FG/ she read his note smiling, she sniffed the clothes and smelled an incredible perfume.
Olivia put on a dress and went to the kitchen to prepare something to eat. Fitz was still asleep.
Vincent entered the house looking for Fitz and was surprised to find Olivia in the kitchen.
"Hello, what's your name?" he asked.
She was startled and turned around quickly... "Hello, Olivia Pope"
They chatted for a few minutes and Vincent went up to Fitz's room.
"Are you still asleep?" Vincent began to open all the windows.
"Let me sleep," Fitz shouted.
"I need to talk to you about our father"
"I don't want to talk about that old pig," Fitz shouted.
"Fitz, he's our father"
"He's your father, he's not my father" Fitz got out of bed.
"I met Olivia, she's really pretty, smart... I talked to her for a few minutes. Why don't you choose her as your girlfriend and stop acting like an eternal teenager?" Vincent is 10 years older than Fitz and always tries to advise his brother.
Vicent is the same height as Fitz, has straight brown hair, different from Fitz's curls and Vincent didn't inherit his father's blue eyes like Fitz, he inherited his mother's brown eyes.
"She's never going to be my girlfriend, because the only thing I'm going to do with her is fuck her. it's the only thing I've learned to do with women. that's what that pig of a father of ours taught me," said Fitz, annoyed at the way Vincent was defending Big Jerry.
"I know that after our mother died, some time later I left for college, you moved in alone with our father, things got out of hand between you and him. but... he's just an old man now, a lonely old man" Vincent was trying to calm things down between them.
"Our mother died when I was a child, you had many more moments with her than I did, that's why you're the example of the gentleman that women dream of. Not me, I only have the things that Big Jerry the pig taught me." Fitz shouted.
Olivia was listening to Fitz and Vincent's voices, she tried to eavesdrop a little on the conversation, but then gave up for fear of them noticing and went to walk in the garden of his huge mansion.
"And what has he taught you that's so horrible? you've never told me in all these years... the only thing you say is that he's a pig," shouted Vincent.
"I don't want to talk about it" Fitz finds it extremely difficult to open his heart, to talk about what he feels, not even with his brother can he talk about everything.
"No more secrets here," Vincent shouted at him.
"Why do you think I'm a man addicted to sex? you're always telling me how I should treat women, that I should be a gentleman like you are with your girlfriend, that I need a girlfriend. but... you ever wondered how I became a sex addict? I was a fucking lost teenager, who lost his mother as a child, who no longer had his older brother and all I had left was an old drunk who only taught me how to fuck prostitutes"
Vincent knew that Fitz and Big Jerry's relationship was terrible, but he couldn't imagine the deep level of trauma Fitz had with their father.
"I remember our father inviting me to sleep with prostitutes, but I didn't want prostitutes and so I didn't accept. you should have done the same"
"I had nothing left, all I could do was forget my problems by having sex, lots of sex. I had sex with women twice my age" Fitz went to the window and stood with his back to Vincent.
Olivia was sitting by the pool, she looked up and noticed him at the bedroom window. he looked so sad, so vulnerable, not at all like the domineering Fitz who had taken her virginity the night before.
"Fitz"
"I don't want to talk anymore, go away... please, Vincent. We'll talk tomorrow"
Vincent said okay and left.
Fitz took a shower and went downstairs to eat.
Olivia approached him, not knowing what to say.
"Fitz, good morning... I didn't want to leave without saying goodbye. I..." she was confused.
"You're not going anywhere, you're mine. Have you forgotten?"
"Our agreement is for me to be your submissive, but I have my own life, my own home," she questioned him once again.
"You're very complicated, Olivia. any woman would like to live in this mansion. and I know you're not rich" he mocked.
She rolled her eyes and they remained silent, just exchanging glances for a few seconds.
"Okay, I'll think about moving in with you. But I want one thing"
"What?"
"Work in your company, you've seen my CV and I'm very good at business administration. that's what I want"
"That's your second rule, Olivia? Have you forgotten who makes the rules here?"
She remained silent and teased him with her gaze.
"Okay, I'll just agree to that. because I get to eat you at my desk every day"
She gave him a dirty smile and bit her lips.
Olivia has not only made him break several rules, she's getting him to accept her rules.
All that teasing of words between them made him hard.
She slowly lowered her eyes, watching his every muscle, until she saw the size of his cock and smiled.
"Take off your clothes" he demanded.
She couldn't wait to have sex with him again.
Olivia began to take off her dress as he asked and stood naked for him.
"Walk naked in front of me, up the stairs" she did everything he asked.
She walked until she came to a door and she already knew which door it was.
He took the key and opened it...
She entered the red room and was impressed by the amount of erotic objects he had in that room.
"You're not going to use all this on me," she said tensely.
"Of course I will"
"Fitz"
"If you want to stop during sex, you ask and I'll stop. But I'm sure you won't want to stop" he smiled.
She agreed.
"Get on that big bed" he whispered.
She saw the handcuffs and understood what he was going to do.
"Get on all fours for me" he ordered and she did. Fitz handcuffed both her hands to the bed and her feet too.
He had a full view of her body and then he began to rub her clitoris slowly.
"Do you want more of that, Olivia?"
"Yes, yes, yes," she moaned. he kept rubbing his finger on her clit and then slipped two fingers into her and she started moaning louder and louder.
"Don't stop, don't stop," she begged.
He touched her clit until she came on his finger and then slowly penetrated his penis into her pussy. While she was handcuffed, she tried to squirm and couldn't, then she started moaning loudly, she never imagined she would enjoy sex like that, handcuffed and completely submissive to him.
He pulled her hair back and increased the speed inside her.
"Did you enjoy losing your virginity to me yesterday?"
"Yes, yes"
"Do you want me to stop?"
"No, Fitz... no"
"Do you want me to come inside you again?"
She didn't answer, because she was moaning too much.
Then he stopped moving "Didn't you answer me?"
"I want to," she said. Then he pushed harder and came inside her. Fitz moaned as he came and she thought it was so sexy. Then he took off the handcuffs and she fell exhausted onto the bed.
He looked at her lying exhausted and then he picked her up and carried her to her room. when Fitz picked her up, she put her arm around his neck and laid her head on his shoulder. she smelled his perfume, she looked at his mouth and her heart raced.