Chapter 12
They had awakened during the night, at least Olivia had and she had wanted him with a passion. She had always slept on her right side and so did Fitz. There were so many things about them and their day-to-day habits that were similar. There was little to do at night but for him to gather her in his arms and hold her as they both slept on their right sides. For four nights now in a row she had slept in his arms. She was so at peace with the world right now. Olivia had never felt so elated and happy. And it was all because of the man that held her in his arms as if he would never let her go.
The first few nights he seemed to hold her so tightly as if he were afraid that she would leave him. Finally, when he realized that she wasn't going anywhere he had relaxed his hold. Sometimes during the night, she would turn over in his arms and he would call to her. "Don't leave me Livvy." After replying, "I won't" she would gently touch his face, which seemed to calm him. Then she would reposition herself in his arms, and they both would fall back asleep.
Looking back on their time together, Fitz had thought Friday night was the best night of his life. He had finally made love with Olivia. It was everything he had ever dreamed and more. Their lovemaking had extended into Saturday and it had been a frenzied day and night. They couldn't get enough of each other. Finally exhausted they had slept for hours. Then there had been Sunday morning. He had awakened her with kisses on her neck and his hands on her breasts. He had wanted her again. Was she too sore? He would wait if she were. She was fine and she wanted him too. He didn't hesitate he pushed inside her and took them on a joyous ride.
Along the same lines, Olivia had thought that their first night together had been the most wonderful night of her life. But then there was Saturday and Saturday night. And then there was Sunday and Sunday night. They had made love so many times that even she had lost count. There were a couple of marathon sessions where no sooner had he pulled out of her, they were putting on another condom and getting busy. They had literally demolished a 36-pack of condoms minus five torn ones.
It was now Tuesday and their last day before Olivia had to get ready to return to Cambridge. Her flight left at 1:45 tomorrow afternoon. She only needed to go home and gather a few things. She never really brought anything with her when she came home. She had a full wardrobe here in the Caymans and she had a full wardrobe in the US as well. Nonetheless she had to go home and pick up her ticket and she wanted to say goodbye to her parents even with the riff between them. It would be almost a week since she had spoken to her mother and even longer for her father.
There was a showdown coming between she and her father and she was dreading it. Fitz knew that the situation was bothering Olivia and he didn't like it. He didn't like seeing her unhappy about anything. He wanted to be with Olivia when her father confronted her. He didn't like the idea of her facing him alone. He suspected the man would try and shame Olivia for the week she had spent with him and he wasn't going to allow it. She shouldn't have to face the wrath of her father alone. After all it was at his insistence that Olivia had come to be with him.
Olivia was ambivalent about having Fitz with her. She had wanted to fight this battle on her own however she had known that it was be a brutal undertaking. Thomas Pope hated defiance and he would come at her strong. This was the first time she had outrightly refused to listen to anything he had to say on a subject. This was her life and she was determined to live it her way. She wanted Fitz with her to a certain degree. She knew that he wouldn't let Thomas Pope denigrate her for choosing him. Yet he felt she had to face her father alone this one time.
"Olivia if your father will act as you suspect he will, you will need me there. I won't tolerate disrespect toward you even from your father. He has some nerve anyway to try and berate you. You've done nothing wrong but to love me. That's not a crime Olivia. I'm sorry but your father isn't a king and you, his subject. Even as his offspring you don't owe him absolute fealty. From what you have told me of the life your father leads he deserves little from you. His treatment of your mother is despicable. I want to have some regard for your father after all if not for him you wouldn't exist but he will not abuse you over us!"
"Fitz you are very emotional about this I can see that. I don't want you involved in a verbal altercation with the man, let alone a physical one. My father knows people in high places here. In a confrontation where anything he said could be taken for truth, you could find yourself in trouble in a foreign country. I don't want that for you. From what I know of you and because of the special relationship that we share I know that it won't sit well with you what will come out of my father's mouth. He can be a very hard man. You will want to strike him Fitz, believe me. I've wanted to do it myself. So, if you will, allow me to attend to this matter myself this time. I can do it. It won't be pleasant but I can do it!"
"Of course, you can Olivia. I know that but should you have to? In loving you I have vowed to protect you from all things, even your relatives. You have given yourself to me Olivia and you are now mine to love and protect. Your father needs to know that."
"Let's not go back and forth on this. We have just one more day together before we are parted. You will stay here for a few more days and then you will go back to New York. I don't want to spend time arguing about Thomas Pope. He's hardly worth it. Let's go about our day Fitz. We have so little time left. I'm going to miss you so much."
"Exactly what will your schedule be when you return to Cambridge Olivia? Will you have any time for me should I be able to come there? Surely you know that tomorrow isn't the end for us. This wasn't some stolen holiday. We love each other. We have a future together. We both have seen it. I don't want to interfere with your normal routine. I know that medical school isn't easy. My last year of law school was hell. I didn't have time for anything but studying, get ready for final boards, and the bar. I don't want to hinder you in any way Olivia but what about us? Do you plan to continue seeing me?"
"Of course, I plan to continue seeing you Fitz. I love you. Spending this week with you has been a leap of faith for me. It's not the original course I'd chosen for my life but it's a course I chose willfully. You are it for me Fitzgerald Grant, you are my mate for life and I know it. I've seen portions of my future flash before my eyes and you were in it. So many wonderful visions I have seen in the last week. These visions were very vivid Fitz. I believe they foretell our future. Being a doctor has been a dream of mine since I was a young child. It still is but I can't see anything moving forward in my life that you aren't a part of. What do you want to do Fitz? I can't expect you to stop your life and move to Cambridge with me."
"Yes, you can Olivia. My life won't stop because of you, my life will continue because of you. Wherever you are Olivia is where my heart will be. It's where I will choose to be. I can't abandon my law practice, I have obligations. However, I'm hoping that you and I can work something out."
"Could you come to Cambridge from time to time, Fitz? I would love to have you there. As I told you I have my own place. I have a three-bedroom condo and one room is absolutely unused. You could use that room any way like in order to fit your business needs when you are there. We could spend time together when we are both free. I didn't know how to ask you outright Fitz but I would like to see you as often as we could. I need to open up more where we are concerned. I like to think of us as a team now that we are together."
"We are a team, Olivia. This is why there's absolutely no reason for you to face your father alone. I pursued you because I fell in love with you. You in turn allowed yourself to be caught because you love me. We are in this together Olivia. I'm hoping we're in this for the long haul. Surely, I don't have to tell you that I intend to marry you? I love you with all my heart. When you're ready you have but to let me know. I know that finishing medical school is a must and that internship and residency must follow that. I will see to it that you stay on your chosen path Olivia. Trust me to see that you get to follow your dreams."
When Fitz had said that he intended to marry her it made her heart soar. Things were moving so fast but that was what she wanted. She wanted to marry this wonderful man that had come into her life and swept her off of her feet. He would become her husband and the father of her children. Why shouldn't they be together once they returned to the states? She was free and so was he. She was determined to live her life. He had made it clear more than once that he wanted her to follow her dreams. All she had to do was let him into her life. She was going to.
"Fitz, I'm so happy that you want us to be together too. I know your life is in New York but I was hoping that you would want to be with me when you could. My schedule is going to be rough for the next few months as graduation nears. I expect to do well in this final year because I have applied myself and have kept my ranking near the top of my class. I have made my top three choices for my internship. The Boston area was my first choice. If things work out as I hope they will, I won't even have to move. How far is Cambridge from New York City?"
"I don't know the exact mileage but it doesn't signify Olivia. My family has three corporate jets. I can get to Cambridge without a problem. I was going to ask you if you would consider letting me fly you home on tomorrow. You wouldn't have to rush to meet a commercial flight and we could extend our time together. As for how often I come to Cambridge that will be up to you. I promise I haven't any intention of interfering with your studies or other commitments. When you have time for me; I will be there."
"Really? This is such good news. I should've asked you about it sooner. I'm not good at being a significant other. I promise to get better at it. I have a bunch of exams the following week and then I start hospital rotations. I'm really looking forward to leaving the classroom and beginning the process of hands-on medicine. At the end of the year also comes oral boards, which I will pass easily and then intern assignments. I don't see any reason that in between all of that you and I can't see each other and make our relationship work. I'm more than willing to make time for us if you are. I may even be able to come to NYC to visit you sometimes."
"Whatever you decide, whatever you want, we will work it out. It's as simple as that Olivia. I intend to arrange my life to accommodate yours. I have a career and it's a sustainable one. I'm the one right now that's able to make the necessary adjustments in order for us to be together. All you need to do is let me know what I can do to make it happen. Audrey is a wizard with scheduling and there are two other associates at my firm. We are into helping each other when needed. My commitments to Grant International are made months in advance. We will work this out.
Now what about me flying you home tomorrow? Will you consider it? It will give us some extra time together. I need to request the jet. I came down with my family. I would prefer for us to travel alone if you don't mind."
"I would love to spend those extra hours with you. I'll cancel my flight. What time would we leave the island? My first class is at eight-forty-five Thursday morning. I have a small class presentation that's due and it's already complete. So as long as I'm back in time for class."
"Good. I'll call Audrey and have her make the necessary arrangements. In the meantime, what are our plans for the rest of our final day and night here at The Point? You cooked all of our meals yesterday. No cooking for you today. We relax together. I can make us a nice fruit salad from the fresh fruit for breakfast. We can order out for the rest of our meals. You decide what you want and we will have McKinley pick it up."
"That sounds wonderful. Yesterday was a wonderful outdoor day. Picnicking on the beach was so nice. Making love on the beach was even nicer. I've had so many first with you Fitz and every one of them has been so beautiful. I keep saying nothing can be better than this and what comes next always is. We are so happy right now. What in the world can the future hold for us?"
"Much more happiness of course. Our future is us building a home together and starting a family. We've both seen it, Olivia. We simply have to let it happen. Don't be afraid. Embrace what is happening and what will happen between us. Put that down on your "to do" list. Olivia and Fitz, we are happening!
Now as to your confrontation with you father, if you feel as if you must do this alone, I will stand down Olivia. You must know that my love for you gives me the responsibility to protect you. I will have to face your father sooner or later. No doubt he will take his stance and he will know mine when all is said and done. I intend to speak to him Olivia before I leave this island. It's only a matter of when. If you would rather that I speak to him after you have spoken to him, I will agree to your wishes. It may be best that you speak to him first. The man may have come to his senses."
"Somehow I doubt that but I will speak to him on my own this time. I have much to say that should've already been said. I have things that need to be said concerning my mother. It is entirely possible that once I leave this island tomorrow, I may never come back here."
"Of course, you will come back here Olivia. It's the place of your birth and our children will come to know it and love it as you have. Even if there's an estrangement from your family we will come back here. Our beginning is here. We fell in love here. I will be forever indebted to this island. I know how much you love it. Thomas Pope no matter how contrary he may be will never keep you from returning here. Trust me on that. I don't know your father but I intend to know him and he will know me."
"I'm encouraged knowing I have you in my corner. All my life my father has been the center of this world I have lived in. I was part of the little kingdom that he ruled. Tommy ran from here and he has never looked back even though he's experienced some bumps in the road. My mother's simply been here existing at and for the whims of my father. He is a spoiled brat Fitz. Nana gave him every advantage in life. He barely had to work for anything. Once he was grown, she tried to tame the beast she created but she couldn't. Even knowing how he turned out she loved him unconditionally.
If the truth be told, Nana blamed my mother for her son's faults and failures. She expected my mother to love him unconditionally and turn him into the perfect man and husband. It was folly. The only one responsible for who my father is, is Thomas Pope. I suspect he has never met a man like you Fitz. I have no objection to you speaking to my father at all if you were asking."
"All will be well Olivia. Your father puts on his pants the same way that I do. He's your father and I will give him that. Other than that fact he's just a man. Enough about that situation. Let's discuss our final day here."
"You fix us breakfast and I'm going to make sure the jet skis are gassed up. We are going to play in the sun again today. Also, how about a little parasailing? It's another passion of mine. I talked to Darcie yesterday and she's mad at me for spending my entire holiday with you. We had girlfriend plans, that I squelched for you. She's jealous Fitz. Plus, she wants to meet you. We are to meet her and the guy she's currently dating for dinner at six-thirty. I couldn't let you leave this island without meeting her. She's my best friend. I think you will like her."
"I'm sure I will. The little you've told me of her is very fascinating. I love the fact that she told you to follow your heart. She's definitely a smart woman. Jet skiing and parasailing, you're very adventurous Olivia. I'm all in. Are you trying to divert my mind from other interest because we are down to two condoms and no replacements in sight?"
"Well, there is that Fitzgerald Grant! Did you find out anything as to what happened to your order? That box of condoms has allowed us great spontaneity. I love it when you say 'Put it on me Sweet Baby.' It thrills me right down to my toes because the next step is you being deep inside me. And the next step after that is…"
"Olivia, stop your sex talk or we will be down to zero condoms come tonight, I mean it!"
"I know you do Sir Fuckalot. What are we going to do Fitz if your supply doesn't show up for some reason? Of all the times for something like this to happen when we are on a pretend honeymoon. It seems unfair."
"We could simply go to a drug store and get some condoms. I promised you safe sex and protection from pregnancy. With Strumms I feel very confident of that promise. I know that I don't have to tell you that all condoms aren't reliable. I use a specialty condom for a reason Olivia. Strumms are specially made for oversized guys like myself. It's the most reliable condom on the planet Olivia. I haven't used anything else for the last fifteen years. I would be uncomfortable using anything else. I've had two incidents where a regular condom failed Olivia. I realized the failure in one of the incidents but not the other. Luckily there wasn't a resulting pregnancy. How do you feel about that Olivia? The use of something other than Strumms could create a problem for us."
"I wish I were already on birth control and we wouldn't have this issue. I would prefer not to become pregnant right now Fitz. However, we have another day ahead of us and I don't see us avoiding intimacy during our flight home do you? I'm very interested in becoming a member of the 'Mile High Club.' I intend to take advantage of my opportunity. We should pick up some condoms at the pharmacy if your supply hasn't arrived Fitz. It's the reasonable and sane thing to do. We are a couple in love and we are bound to express it. If we ever create a life because of that love, it will be meant to be. That is a foregone conclusion is it not? I would love any child that we would create."
He pulled her into his arms and crushed her to him. How he loved this woman with every breath that he took. Thus far in this life she was the most precious gift he had ever received. He loved her and she loved him back. If for some reason they created a life before they were absolutely ready, Olivia would never destroy that life, he knew that and it made him love her more. He began kissing her passionately. Olivia returned his fire with some of her own. They broke the kiss. It would lead them away from their plans.
"I love you Olivia more than anything."
"I know you do Fitz and I love you too. Everything about us is right. All that will happen between us has happened or will happen is for a reason. You aren't afraid and neither am I. We will be okay. Trust me. Trust us. I'm going to inspect the jet skis. You finish breakfast, okay?"
"Okay."
His Livvy was something else. Smart, wise beyond her years, and incorrigible as hell and he loved it. All would be well. They would get a back-up supply of condoms and move on. Olivia wasn't afraid of the road ahead of them and neither was he. Their lives would move on. They would go forward with their holiday, loving each other as they chose. There wouldn't be any need for restraint.
Damn he had enjoyed seeing that box of condoms dwindle down to nothing. Even when he was fifteen, he and Jennie didn't have sex like this. He and Olivia simply couldn't get enough of each other. And it wasn't just him that wanted it. Olivia wanted him as passionately as he wanted her. They had slowed down considerably but there had been a fuck fest going on in the Caymans.
Fitz cut up the fresh fruit and drizzled the pieces with honey, fresh lime and grated ginger. He had the eggs ready for scrambling as soon as Olivia returned. He had finished the bacon and had sliced two thick pieces of bread to toast. He was ravenous. He smiled to himself because he knew why."
He sat down to wait for Olivia's return. He picked up his phone to check for messages. He had a few but nothing of real import. He had the plane for tomorrow. His mother wanted him and Olivia to stop by before they left. No problem. He texted Audrey to thank her for getting their transportation handled. Olivia's car was at the airport so they had a ride to her home. Life was good.
"I'm back and we are good to go Fitz. It's going to be a fun afternoon."
"Good. Would you brown the toast while I scramble the eggs? I'm hungry."
"You got it babe."
The lovers ate and then spent their afternoon in the water. They had so much fun enjoying each other's company. Olivia loved the water. She was good at all water sports apparently. Fitz was no slouch either. He was a California boy born and raised. He loved the water too. He loved being on a jet ski. Parasailing was something new but he thoroughly enjoyed it. They were both wiped out when they returned to the point. They showered and agreed to take a short nap. Fitz wrapped Olivia in his arms and they slept!
They were dining out on their last night together and then they would return here for their final night together. It wasn't that their relationship had only been about sex for the past week. It wasn't. They had gotten to know so much about each other. The had spent hours talking. Sex had been a big deal though. Olivia had found out how much she enjoyed sex and Fitz had never enjoyed it as much. Sex with Olivia was everything. He would hold her at night and wonder how in the world he had gotten this far without her. He had been having sex for a long time but never had it been so intense, so amazing, so good. She brought him unbelievable pleasure. He delighted so much in watching her discover her sexual identity.
He loved her so much. Thankfully Olivia had brought the subject up herself as to where their relationship would go after the Cayman Islands. It would go on once they were back in the states. She didn't want them to end any more than he did. She wanted him with her in Cambridge. She didn't exactly say move in with me but she wanted him with her when she could accommodate him around her studies. She was offering him a workspace within her home when he was there. That literally said, I want you with me. For Fitz it was enough for now. He would commute the two-hundred and thirteen miles from New York if he had to when the private jet was unavailable.
He would talk to his family about his dilemma. As long as nothing impeded the family business, he couldn't see why the jet wouldn't be available to him. He had never considered buying his own plane because the family owned three. The third plane had been added to the fleet years ago to accommodate his mother as she traveled around the globe meeting her obligations to her craft. She was still making movies but only those that set her imagination on fire. He was sure that his mother would be willing to share what was essentially her jet with him.
Gisella Garnier had made her family a top priority. When a film or play was finished, she wanted to go home to her family as quickly as possible. The third jet was at her disposal and she used it well. He would tell anyone that his mother had been a hands-on mother in spite of her academy award winning career. She loved him and she loved her husband dearly. He had vivid memories of his mother coming home with what he now knew to be bedroom eyes for his father. He wanted that type of love and devotion in his relationship with Olivia. He already knew that they had future which included children. He could barely contain his happiness. Olivia wanted him with her!
Meanwhile back at Castle Pope, Thomas Pope was mad as a hornet. Olivia had left their house on Friday night and no one had heard from her since. That floozie friend of hers Darcie, wouldn't tell them a damn thing. Jimmy wouldn't lift a finger to help him. Tessa wouldn't open her mouth to say anything and Peter Hansen was a useless fool. The woman he claimed he wanted to marry was shacked up with some guy she met a week ago and he was going about his tourist business like what was happening wasn't out of the ordinary. The man was a sap. No wonder a woman like Olivia had no use for him. He was pitiful. He had the nerve to come to his home begging him to get his daughter back for him. Pathetic.
"Olivia has become unreasonable Dr. Pope. She has rejected me for an outsider. I've treated your daughter with the utmost respect. For more than two years I courted her. I spent thousands of dollars squiring her around this beautiful island. I offered her the best of everything. I traveled to Massachusetts, USA to court her. I took her to the finest restaurants. I took her to New York City to see Hamilton. We had front row seats. I bought her very nice gifts. I suppressed all my manly desires for her to keep her chaste for our wedding night and what does she do? She practices cuckoldry with a rich American. Your daughter has adopted the habits of those of the West. If you do not bring her home and have her change her ways immediately, I'm done with her."
"Watch your mouth Peter or risk having it detached from your face. You have no idea how to handle a woman like Olivia. If you did, you would know where she is right now. I knew you were a sap but I allowed the association. You are a fool Peter Hansen and my daughter was much too good for you. She was too smart, too diverse, and too head strong for one such as yourself. You lost Olivia because you have no drive. A woman like Olivia must be tamed and you were not the one to do so. I dare say she is done with you. Get out of my sight!"
"Can you believe the nerve of that idiot to come here and demand that I retrieve Olivia for him. A real man would retrieve her himself. Hansen is useless. He will add nothing to the Pope legacy. Any progeny of his would be lacking. He wasn't any match for Olivia. That daughter of yours has lost her mind. Almost a week she's been shacked up with that "boy" from the states. No doubt he had defiled her by now. I will have to search far and wide for a suitor for her now. She's sullied. However, money and prestige will talk at the end of the day.
Jimmy wouldn't lift a finger to help us, Tessa. Knowing that Olivia was up to no good. He wouldn't lift a finger to help us! He could've thrown the son of a bitch out of his resort when he was there. Now they have gone god knows where. When Grant gets his fill of her, he will deposit her back here. I thought you had taught that girl some womanly sense but I guess not. She had no better sense than to drop her drawers for a rich white boy. Unbelievable!"
Tessa said something under her breath. He didn't hear what she said but she had said something. What had she said? He had turned around to look at her. She was sitting there drinking wine this time of the day. Had the entire female population of the island gone mad? Jonelle his regular Monday night diversion had refused his demands last night unless he sponsored a day trip for her to shop on the neighboring island. He gave the woman a stipend for her services. She would suck his cock when he wanted it sucked or she would get nothing. He had walked out of Bellehaven pissed. Now was Tessa sassing him on this day? She had mouthed off the day they had last seen Olivia. He wouldn't stand for more of it today.
"What did you say?"
"I said nothing."
"I heard you mumble something Tessa. What did you say?"
"If you must know, I said Jimmy isn't you."
"What the hell is that supposed to mean? The man had an opportunity to help us with Olivia and he wouldn't. Some fucking godfather he turned out to be! No, he's not me. I would try and help my goddaughter."
"Maybe Olivia doesn't need your help, or Jimmy's, or mine. Maybe she's exactly where she wants to be. And maybe that "boy" who is very obviously a man loves her just as she said he does!"
"What is this talk? What is this disobedience to your husband? You are into alcohol so early this day to get the nerve to insult your husband? You wish to bite the hand that feeds and clothes you? You trash talk to me the man that showers you with gifts, money, furs, travel to foreign lands, and made you the mother of his children? Our daughter is whoring around with an international playboy that is using her as a sex toy! And you dare to question my motives? You speak to me like this?"
His first thought was to punish her right now! He should drag her into their bedroom and fuck her in the light of day instead of the darkness! He should stuff his cock in HER mouth, that would shut up her foul words towards him! Let her do what Jonelle wouldn't do last night! That would shut her mouth up if he filled it with his cock!
"You had best be quiet Tessa. I'm displeased with both you and Olivia. You want to be a disobedient wife and use that pretty mouth of yours to backtalk to your husband? You suggest to me that your daughter that we haven't heard from in days is acting appropriately shacking up with someone she met days ago. What filthy talk from you! Be careful Tessa, instead of filling your mouth with soap, I may fill it with this!"
He placed his hands on the front of his trousers. He was erect. His anger had manifested itself in a sexual way. Anger did sometimes add to his sexual pleasure but this was the first time ever with Tessa. Even he knew he was out of control. What was he doing? What was he saying? Tessa was his wife. He would never disrespect her like that! This thing with Olivia was driving him insane. He was only trying to help her but no one would listen or try to help him. Even quiet and stoic Tessa was against him.
Tessa had been listening quietly to Thomas rant about Olivia and the "boy" from America. She had listened to him rant about Olivia being ruined and how he the great Thomas Pope would now have to find Olivia a husband. Bullshit! Olivia could have any man she wanted in the entire Caribbean if she put her mind to it. She had never shown the slightest interest in men until this Fitz from the USA. She loved him enough to give him her virginity without a second thought. Olivia did what she should have done years ago. Olivia's Fitz loved her back and she was right to do what she had!
Thomas Pope was a fool. He apparently thought since he bullied his family and his subordinates, the world would tolerate him too. Tessa had never met Olivia's beau but she imagined he was something else to have caught her eye and stolen her heart. She had googled Fitzgerald Grant. His life an open book. She was willing to bet the useless wedding band that she wore on her finger that the man didn't tolerate fools. She suspected when Thomas Pope crossed path with her daughter's lover, he would learn that he was barking up the wrong tree!
Speaking of wrong trees, Thomas Pope was skirting the wrong one today. Something must have gone wrong last night. His usual whore must not have been available for him to dip his wick. She knew his moods. It wouldn't be the first time that his anger fueled his sexual urges. She had been on the receiving end of it before. However, he had never once approached her in the light of day nor had he ever suggested oral sex in all the years of their marriage, yet he threatened her with it today! He practiced it with his whores without a doubt. And today he thought to threaten her with it as punishment for opening her mouth? Let him try it. She would pull a Lorena Bobbitt on his ass. His colleagues would have to sew his man piece back on!
"Thomas you are angry and upset over what is going on with Olivia. Because of that I shall overlook the fact that you just threatened me in a most vile way. You have told me that you left our marriage bed because it was cold, that I was a frozen woman, that I couldn't light your fires. You needed variety. You said that you needed sexual things that a decent woman wouldn't do. Whatever those things were, you found them elsewhere. Don't look for them here and now Thomas Pope. Don't threaten me! Don't threaten to put your cock in my mouth. I'm not your whores in the street."
"Tessa I'm sorry. I didn't mean it, really, I didn't. I would never expect something like that from you. I'm angry and hurt about Olivia's deflection from the family. I'm crazy with worry. For all we know she could be at the bottom of the sea. We know absolutely nothing about the man other than he has our daughter under a spell. Please forgive my outburst. It was said in anger. I know that I can be hard and crude but I truly didn't mean what I said. Forgive me."
Tessa knew Thomas Pope. He'd meant every word. Intimidation and bullying were his forte. He liked to elicit fear and subjugation from those residing in his kingdom. He had threatened her over the years with many things but never that! His words harsh and brutal were meant to put you in your place, that as subject to the king. She wasn't shocked. Desperate men said and did desperate things. The man couldn't face the fact that he would lose control over another one of his subjects.
"Thomas you and I are at a crossroad. The directions we will be taking are unknown. So much that is wrong has gone on between us. I fear that our directions may be different."
"What are you saying Tessa? Because I threatened to put my cock in your mouth you would leave me? Don't be ridiculous. Oral sex is natural for most married and unmarried people. You don't want to have regular sex with me why would I delve into something else? You have made it plain over the years that you can barely stand my touch in a sexual way. That can debilitate a man Tessa knowing his wife can't bear for him to touch her. You only submit to me out of duty. If I hadn't wanted children, I may not have ever touched you. Even now I only come to you out of necessity. You are a cold woman, Tessa."
"And you are a cold man, Thomas. The only common ground between us was our children. Tommy is gone from this place and thanks to you he will probably never return. Thanks to you, we now have a second child that may be lost to us. If Olivia flies the coop, where will we be with not even a little glue to hold us together? As I have said Thomas, you and I are at a crossroad."
Thomas Pope knew he had crossed the line with Tessa just now. She rarely contradicted him, let alone spat back fire at him. He had lashed out in anger. He could barely suppress the hostility he felt because of this situation with Olivia and that foreigner! Tessa seemed to be condoning what Olivia was doing. How could she condone such a thing?
"Tessa we are both under duress. Our daughter has been missing for almost a week now. I would've gone to the police days ago if not for the embarrassment and shame it would bring upon this house. I honestly believe you are correct. Olivia has chosen to be where she is. If I were to call my friend Constable Jenkins to start a search, I suspect your daughter would be found in a state of dishabille and her virginity long gone. The American wouldn't keep her for these number of days without getting what he wants from her. It's so disheartening to think all we have taught that girl has been for naught. She's willing to destroy her future for a man."
"Thomas, I've had a long day. This discussion is draining and it's serving no purpose. Olivia's a grown woman and she's taking control of her own life. She told me from her own mouth that she intended to spend the next several days with the man. It is what it is Thomas and not even your disapproval and rage will change that. I know it's early but I'm going to bed."
"Tessa, I have a need of you right now. This has been a very stressful day. I need to release my stress. I will join you shortly. Please ready yourself."
The great Thomas Pope has a need of her. His own little unique way of saying he wants to fuck her. She gets the door prize because no one else was available to satisfy his lust. He's angry so now he wants to pour that aggression into her. He had threatened to fill her mouth with his cock to punish her for speaking out for once in this godforsaken marriage. He expected her to brush off that threat as if it were never said and done. Well, she wouldn't brush it off and she wouldn't submit to him. For the first time in thirty years, she wasn't going to lay down on a bed naked and wait for him. In fact, she may never do it again. She was at that crossroad she had talked about!
"Please don't come to our bed Thomas for anything other than sleeping. I won't have sex with you. I don't want to relieve your stress. In fact, I will not. Go! If you must relieve your stress, go to your whores. Go put your cock inside of them!"
"Tessa! Your mouth is foul! You would deny me your legal husband the right to your body?" I have the right to force you!"
"Try to force me Thomas and see what you get!"
What is the hell is the world coming to? A wife with a foul mouth that refuses the conjugal rights of her husband and a daughter that has lost her way. He could force Tessa. It's his right to do so, but why would he? He could relieve his stress with his own hand and it would probably be more satisfying than copulating with a wife that lies there like a board. He would swallow his pride and call Jonelle. She tickled his fancy. The woman could fuck and boy could she suck. He could afford to give her what she wanted and it would be worth it. He needed to forget his troubles right now. He needed a willing and exciting partner. He wouldn't find that in his master suite with Tessa. He picked up the phone to call Jonelle, he would meet her demands.
Tessa heard her husband talking on the phone. She couldn't hear what he was saying and she really didn't care or need to. Supposedly he had taken some days off to find Olivia. All of that would now play second fiddle to his sexual urges. She was sure he would leave their home soon. He would go elsewhere to assuage his lust. Good, because she surely wasn't going to! There was a time she might have cried herself to sleep over the antics of Thomas Pope. Not today! Tessa did her skin regiment and brushed her teeth. She got into bed on the super extravagant linen, stretched, yawned, and went promptly to sleep.
The night for Olivia and Fitz had been a fun one. Fitz had finally gotten to meet the infamous Darcie. Darcie Whitman was a very interesting woman. She had been educated here in the Caymans and expected to spend her life here. Darcie was a teacher and she was a good one. She was also the best friend of Olivia Pope and Fitz was delighted to meet her. She was exactly as Olivia had described her.
She was a beautiful Black woman that eluded confidence and determination. She was on her own since her college graduation. She had declared her independence and had never looked back. Her degree was in education. She had been teaching for two years. Darcie had recently entered into a Master's program. She loved her teaching. One day she would be a PhD. She fully intended to open her own school where she would impart her knowledge to the brightest and the best right here on the island.
She was currently dating an investment banker here on the island. He was a good-looking African man from Nigeria. This was their sixth month of dating. The man had been ringing her bell for four. The two of them made quite an engaging couple. Olivia had met Nnamdi Nwaigbo and he seemed like a nice guy. Darcie was enamored of the guy for now. For him to have secured a six-month stay with Darcie was to his credit. If Darcie hadn't been enjoying herself, he would've been long gone.
The introductions had gone well and the guys seemed to have hit it off. Money and Finance was Nnamdi's profession. Fitz was an attorney that specialized in handling the money and finances of the rich and famous. There was an obvious connection. They all chatted amongst themselves while waiting for their meal. Olivia and Darcie excused themselves to go to the restroom. Darcie had insisted. She needed a quick summary of the last few days!
"So, how is it going Caro? I haven't heard from you for days except for that one text where you said you were fine. You know I needed more than that from you girl. You were getting your cherry busted. I needed a blow by blow and updates. Surely you intend to tell me what happened?"
"Darcie, please lower your voice. I know we are alone but I don't want to talk about it in the ladies' restroom. I'm sorry. I simply can't. And it's much too personal for dinner talk. So, don't you dare bring it up. I don't want Fitz embarrassed. Things are going well. The deed is done and it wasn't a harrowing experience. In fact, it was wonderful, all of it. I will share it with you Darcie but not tonight. Fitz and I are quite compatible. Over the last six days we have used close to thirty condoms. That doesn't include our oral transactions. I'm not sure but I believe that is impressive is it not?"
Darcie was laughing out loud. Those two were fucking an average of five times a day and she believed that was impressive. It was more than impressive. It was fucking phenomenal! They were a machine and they were on an obvious mission.
"Well girl, this nympho phase will fizzle out. The man obviously has stamina but y'all can't keep up that type of pace. Someone will be dead. I expected you to be walking sideways but you appear pretty normal. Was the package as you suspected? Did he hurt you?"
"Darcie, I told you I didn't want to talk about it here. It's all very personal but I intend to share what I can with you. You encouraged me to claim my sexual autonomy and I did. I'm very happy and very pleased!"
"I imagine that you are pleased. A man that you're in love with is stroking the clit five time a day with a big dick and giving lip service, which means you have been a multi-orgasmic girl, am I right?"
"Darcie! Stop it now. Not here!"
However, a big grin came across Olivia's face. She had closed her eyes and remembered just a few instances of what had happened to her over the past several days. Her tongue came out of her mouth and she licked her lips. Then she pulled some air into her lungs and shook her head. She opened her eyes and looked at her friend with her smile intensifying.
"You are so right Darcie. He's given me everything I've ever dreamed and more. I'm so happy. I will give you all the details at a later date. I promise."
"Caro, you go back to the states tomorrow. I might not see you for months. I can't wait that long to hear every detail and you know it."
"Look, I'm not leaving early in the afternoon tomorrow because I'm flying back with Fitz on one of his private jets. When I know my exact schedule, I'll call you. Maybe you can come by on your lunch break or something."
"You are flying with him back to the states? Girl this thing has really heated up. You must have put the mojo on the man. He probably has never had a taste of Black nectar before and he is now lit. Good work Caro for taking what you want and getting dividends."
"I've said more than I intended to. Hopefully we can get together tomorrow before I leave."
"Okay, let's get back to the menfolk."
When they returned to the table the guys were talking very animatedly. Fitz looked up at Olivia and gave her a big smile. He also got up and pulled back her chair for her. Nnamdi did the same thing for Darcie. For the next fifteen minutes they discussed a variety of topics. Nnamdi would be in NYC sometime in the Spring. The men exchanged business cards and the evening moved on. They had a lovely dinner and the food was exquisite.
Darcie didn't bring up sex precisely but she did throw out quite a bit on innuendo. Olivia had told Fitz to beware of Darcie. She could lay a verbal trap for you and have you spilling your guts and you wouldn't even know it. Their sex life was off the table at the table. Fitzgerald Thomas Grant III was in 'whatever Olivia wanted mode' so Darcie wouldn't get a peep out of him on that note. Dinner was a night of small talk and getting to know you better. It was a fun night. Good impressions were made all around. It was Olivia and Fitz' last night together. They had enjoyed the evening but they had things to say and do before morning!
"It was great meeting the both of you. It's been a most enjoyable evening. Olivia was right about you Darcie; you are a very interesting woman and very nice too. I'm glad you are Olivia's best friend. I dare say we shall see more of each other."
"Oh, you can count on that Fitz. Olivia and I have had each other's back for an entire lifetime. If you are to become a part of Olivia's life we will meet again."
"It's assured then. We will meet again. And Nnamdi please call me when you come to NYC. I look forward to seeing you again."
"It has been my pleasure meeting you Fitz."
Darcie and Olivia hugged each other and made tentative plans to meet tomorrow. Each couple left the restaurant hand in hand.
"Olivia has made herself a great catch Darcie. The man couldn't keep his eyes off of her. They just met a week ago and he's obviously in love with her. I think he intends to marry her."
"Well, he should marry her. He took her vir, never mind. I hope he loves her as much as she seems to love him. She's my best, no she's my only friend Nnam. She's had so little joy in her life. She deserves somebody special. Americans can be flighty you know. And he's been around the block whereas Caro has been sheltered from almost everything."
"I don't think you need to worry about Olivia babe. The man wants every inch of her for himself. As I said I think he intends to keep her."
"I hope so. Olivia deserves some happiness."
"And so do you sweet girl. Let me take you home and give you something special, if you want it. Your place or mine?"
"I want it very much. My place. Are you going to ring my bell tonight?"
"I was thinking to ring it several times Darcittia, and the pleasure will be all mine."
"I have hated that name my entire life until I met you. You promise to call me Darcittia all night long?"
"I do."
Fitz and Olivia were hugged up together for the ride back to the point. Neither one of them had said much since they left the restaurant. There was some sorrow in both of them because they would be leaving the place where they first met and fell in love. They would return to a totally different atmosphere in the states. Would their new and fragile love survive? They both knew it would so it was just a matter of making adjustments. Olivia spoke first.
"Thanks, Fitz for agreeing to go out on our final night together and spend a portion of it with my friends. Darcie is really my one and only true friend and I wanted you to meet her. Her boyfriend is a very nice guy. He treats her very well. I want the best for her. I hope he proves to be her forever."
"He spoke very highly of her Olivia. He described them as being in a relationship for six months and he is pleased about it. I suspect they will be fine. Both of them appear to be very nice people. Speaking of being a forever, I sincerely hope that I'm yours. We haven't been together for six months but I'm hopeful."
"It's only been six days but I know Fitzgerald Grant, you are my forever. I can't even tell you how happy it made me to know that you will come to Cambridge when you can. I've never had a romance let alone a long-distance romance. The main thing though is that I won't be without you. We will be together."
"Did you ever doubt we wouldn't be together Olivia? I have no intention of ever letting you go, none. Remember that. I can't wait to get to The Point. I had McKinley check out the local pharmacies for my brand of condoms. There weren't any of that brand found at the four local pharmacies here. He purchased what he surmised were the best couple of substitutes. So, we no longer have just two condoms."
"What did the resort say the last time your called. No packages for you still?"
"None. There's been a major screw up somewhere. We couldn't let that impact our happiness or the fact that we want to spend our last night loving each other. We have moved on to other options. We will be fine Olivia. We no longer have to limit ourselves to two rounds. I like that."
"I like that too. You couldn't be your true self with only two condoms could you Sir Fuckalot?"
"No, I couldn't be Lady Olivia."
"At last, The Point, our home away from home."
They entered the main house and went straight to their bedroom. They wanted each other right now. They started peeling off their clothing. Eyes were trained on the other as a certain heat, Caribbean Heat, started to infuse their bodies. Finally, they both were naked.
"Damn, you are one beautiful woman. There isn't one inch of you that I don't intend to feast on tonight."
"And you are one handsome man and ditto. Stay right where you are. I call first dibs; I want to feast on that."
She stood in front of him and placed her two hands around him and started a pumping motion. He closed his eyes and started to savor it. Her hands did special things too. After turning him to stone she stopped, walked over to the sofa in the sitting area, and removed one of the large throw pillows. She placed it at his feet and got on her knees before him. She was a vision. Now she had one hand on him and the other massaged his sac. Her tongue was rimming her lips as she looked up at him.
"I love you Fitz."
"I love you too. Oh my god Livvy." It was a plea.
She had started to lick him from base to tip. Her raspy tongue felt so good. He watched her go up and down his length again and again. Finally, she took the crown in her mouth and she started to suck. He moaned out loud and called her name, praising her. She left the crown for his sac and continued sucking. He started to leak. Olivia came back up to his crown to claim her cream. She started to suck in earnest. Watching her lips surround him was his undoing. His legs buckled for a second at the intense pleasure. He gathered her hair up in his hands as not to miss all that she did. She was making him call her name, over and over. Could she go deeper? She did and it was driving him crazy. When she started the licking ritual again, he stopped her. No way he could take another round of that without spilling.
"My turn to feast. Let's change positions."
She stood up and he moved the pillow and got on his knees before her. He pulled her toward his mouth. He loved that bush of hers. Whenever he saw it without a doubt, he grew an inch. It excited the hell out of him. He ran his fingers through it and found her wet. Wet and slick. He rubbed his fingers in her dew and then used his slick fingers to entice her clit from its hood. Then he went to work. Olivia had already braced herself with her hands on his shoulders. Fitz was merciless with his onslaught on her clit. When she started to call his name, he put his fingers inside of her and she burst right away. She couldn't hold back like he could. She let go with a screaming version of his name. He let her complete her orgasm before he picked her up and placed her on the bed.
He started those drug inducing kisses of his before her wits were completely back to her. He moved from her mouth to breasts. He went from one to the other sucking, biting, and bringing them both pleasure. He reached for and opened a condom. He placed it in Olivia's outstretched hand.
"Put it on me Sweet Baby. Who will control this next stage? Who is riding, me or you?"
Olivia took the condom. She stroked the length of him several times and massaged his sac before she placed it upon him. Her eyes were filled with fire.
"Catch me up Fitz so I can come with you."
He turned to hover over her. She opened her legs to receive him. Not just yet! He placed each of her legs high on his shoulders and he placed himself at her entrance. He coated himself with her nectar and eased in just the crown.
"I love you, Olivia. I swear I do."
"And I swear I love you too."
He eased himself all the way in and started them on their ride. It was a night to remember. They had two rounds of incredible sex and fell asleep in each other's arm. Their dreams were of the future.
