A/N: Welcome back! Thank you all for the love last chapter! Fair warning, going forward there will be a lot more spice, let me know now if you would like NSFW warnings in advance. Also, to the user that keeps commenting about how great Mellie and Fitz are- firstly, I haven't bothered remembering your username and that should same something by itself. Secondly, your reviews don't get read. Once I see the first sentence I ignore the entire review and everything after that so you really should stop wasting your time. Anyhow, thank you all and I hope you enjoy!

Chapter 12

At six o'clock in the morning Olivia was woken from her sleep by the sound of her phone ringing in the living room. As she tried to sit up, she felt a weight over her abdomen and lowered her eyes, Fitz's arm was still wrapped tightly around her body. He was sleeping peacefully, snoring ever so lightly beside her and she smiled as memories of the previous night came rushing back to her.

The way he kissed her was like infinity had opened up and they were the only two people that existed anymore. His touch was a blaze of heat that burned with so much intensity she could still feel its lingering affects. And the way he felt inside of her, that was a feeling she couldn't begin to describe and one that she wanted to keep to herself, a memory and a knowledge that only she could possess.

Reluctantly, she pulled herself away from her thoughts and remembered her phone in the other room. She gently removed herself from his arm and started to sit up. To her surprise, her entire body ached from work Fitz had done on her last night. They had only gone one round but still, everything below her waist ached in the best way possible.

When she finally got out of bed she found her panties from the night before and slipped them on before grabbing a grey NAVY sweatshirt that was folded on Fitz's dresser. She walked back out towards the living room and grabbed her now silent phone, seeing another missed call from her mom. She sighed out loud and took a seat on the couch, curling herself under a blanket before dialing back. She listened as the phone rang twice, then she heard her mother's voice.

"Olivia? I have been calling you for days! Why aren't you answering?"

"Mom, it has only been a day. I only missed your call this morning because I was still sleeping. Why are you calling me at six A.M?" she yawned and stood up, heading to the kitchen to find herself something to make a cup of tea.

"It's eight. You are usually awake by eight on the weekends."

"No, mom. Oh god, I didn't tell you. I'm in Colorado this week. There's a time difference."

"That's right. Jake said you ran off to Colorado with some man. That's exactly why I have been trying to call you."

Olivia sighed deeply, as much as she wanted to be shocked that Jake had called Maya, she wasn't. If this is how things were staring for the end of their relationship, she worried how difficult it was actually going to be to leave him for good.

"Mom, I did not run off with some man. I left for a business trip with my boss and several other members of the company. Jake only has an issue because he has a bad past with my boss and because Jake has been sleeping with my boss's wife for the entire duration of our relationship. Did he mention that to you? Did he tell you that he's been cheating on me which is part of the reason I agreed to go on this trip at the last minute?"

There was silence on the line for a moment. She had been so focused on keeping herself calm that she didn't notice Fitz walk into the kitchen until he wrapped his arms around her waist from behind and placed a gently, comforting kiss on her neck. As she waited for her mother to digest what she just heard, she turned in Fitz's arms and faced him. He was wearing only a pair of briefs that hugged his ass tightly, the view as incredible.

Without a word, Fitz took the coffee pot from her hands and poured out two cups for them. He took the time to make her coffee just the way she liked it then pulled her back to the living room.

"Liv, honey, I am so sorry. He didn't tell me any of that."

Olivia sighed as Fitz pulled her onto his lap. He wrapped his arms around her waist and waited patiently while she talked on the phone.

"It's okay. I wasn't trying to be rude, it's just been a stressful few days. I just wanted to get away to relax, Fitz invited me here so I can learn and also get a little bit of a vacation. I just don't want to deal with the Jake drama until I get home."

"I understand sweetheart. Call me when you're ready and we will talk more. Enjoy your trip. Love you, baby."

"Love you too, mom." Olivia hung up the phone and tossed it to the side before turning to Fitz, without saying anything she leaned in and kissed his lips softly. "Good morning."

He smiled against her lips and kissed her one more time. "Good morning, beautiful. Is everything okay?"

She nodded and took a sip of her coffee before scrunching her face. "I always feel like I need coffee, then I remember that no matter how much creamer I put in it it's still nasty"

They shared a full hearted laugh before Fitz took both of their cups and set them down on the coffee table. He manuevered her body around until she was straddling him and slid his hands under his sweatshirt she was wearing until he found her breasts and massaged them gently.

"Do you need a morning pick-me-up? I had a lot more planned for you last night that we never got to." He bit his lip and looked into her eyes, the mischievous smirk grew on his lips as he felt her nipples harden between his rough thumbs. A quiet moan escaped her lips as she closed her eyes, relishing in the feel of his hands on her.

She didn't need to respond for him to know exactly what she wanted, her body spoke for her. He lifted his sweatshirt off of her body and tossed it to the side before taking one of her perked nipples into his mouth. His tongue danced around the stiff peak, eliciting more and more moans from her lips.

Her hands found his hair and she gripped it tight, pulling his head closer into her breasts while his mouth worked. Her hips began to instinctively grind down against him, her wet core made contact with his erection and her eyes immediately shot open.

"Fitz, kiss me. Please." He could never resist her, but especially not when she was nearly begging him like that. He let go of her nipple with a pop and lifted his face to hers, devouring her mouth in a heated but intimate kiss.

Everything went blank for a few moments, the only thing either of them could focus on was the feeling of their mouths in a harmonious dance until suddenly they were both naked. She lowered herself on his lap and found the perfect spot to grind her hips against his erection, covering it in her sweet juices.

His hand reached between them and lifted his cock, he was already rock hard and ready for her. He lined his tip up with her warm, wet hole and looked at her.

"Ride me, baby. I want to watch you make yourself cum on me." In the last four years Fitz had never spoken to a woman that way, it never felt right but with Olivia it was different. He wanted to make love to her, he wanted to worship her, but with her part of that happened to include a level of dirty talk he hadn't even tried to use in half a decade.

She didn't need to be told twice, she wanted it just as much as he did if not more. Without second thought, she lowered herself onto him. He stretched her, just like the night before and the feeling was almost too much for her. Last night she could tell that he was holding back, for which she was grateful because she had never experienced someone of his size. But now he was giving her control and she wanted to know how much she could take.

They both groaned as she continued to lower herself onto him, one sweet inch at a time. Her warm pussy envelobed his throbbing cock slowly, causing moans to fill the room from both of them. As much as he wanted to close his eyes and relish in the feeling of her, he couldn't let her pleasure herself on him and not watch.

He moved his eyes down to where they met and bit his lip, watching as she covered more and more over him. It was antagonizingly slow, but eventually she took every inch of him until her ass was fully seated in his lap. All movement stopped as they enjoyed the feeling of each other, Fitz looked into her eyes and pushed her hair back out of her face.

"You are so perfect. You feel so perfect." She blushed and smiled softly at his praise, something she never expected of herself. In twenty six years she had never left the need for a man to praise her, but when she was entwining herself with Fitz the praise he gave her only turned her on and spurred her on more.

She slowly started to raise her hips, only keeping the tip in before lowering herself again. It was a slow rhythm, almost painfully so. The night before they had rushed, desire taking control of the both of them so this morning it was time to enjoy every part of each other they could.

Fitz's hands rested on her hips, helping her balance while she increased the pace of her movements. She took all of him with every thrust and relished in the groans that escaped his lips. Before long they were both covered in sweat and saliva, unable to keep their mouths and tongues off of each other. As they both got closer to their peaks, he couldn't handle it anymore. He needed her to finish hard and dirty on him, he needed to learn her boundaries.

"Come on baby, faster. Make yourself cum on me. Don't you fucking stop." He growled into her ear as he used his hands to move her hips faster on him. He was ready to explode, she was so sexy on top of him and he never wanted the feeling to end but he needed to cum. "You doing so good, Livvie. You look so sexy when you're about to cum."

His ecnourage was all she needed to finally let go. She shifted slightly and braced her knees against his hips before leaning back with her hands on his thighs. The new position gave him a perfect view of her face and breasts and pushed him even deeper into her. She increased her pace, bouncing herself on his cock as she whimpered in pleasure. Fitz used one hand to hold her steady by her lower back and with his other he found her clit. He rubbed her in fast circles with his thumb as he watched her orgasm take contol of her.

Her body shaked and a nearly glass-shattering scream echoed through the cabin as a gush of fluid poured from her pussy onto his cock and balls. It was the most magnificient thing Fitz had ever seen.

"That's it sweet baby. Just like that, such a good girl. You are so fucking beautiful." Each sentence came out as a grunt while he thrusted his hips into her, making her ride out her orgasm until his rhythm finally faltered and a warm load of his seed filled her.

She collapsed forward, trying to catch her breath. She could feel a mix of their cum escape her when he slowly pulled out of her and she let out a disapproving whine at the loss of feeling. When they finally caught their breath, Olivia kissed his lips softly while he ran his hands through her now damp hair.

"That definitely made me feel better." She smiled as she laid her head against his chest. They chuckled quietly together before she moved off of his lap, choosing to lean against his side instead. She kissed his chest softly before sighing, partially in content and partially in response to the change of their relationship.

"Can I take you out to dinner tonight? I have a couple of properties to go look at today but I was thinking this evening I could take you out." He wrapped his arm around her, caressing her soft and sweaty skin as he looked down at her still naked body. She felt so small in his arms like this, small and fragile. If he said the wrong thing or moved the wrong way he feared he might break her right then and there.

"Yeah, yeah of course you can. Are you sure it's a good idea though? I mean aren't you a bit of a celebrity in the business world? I don't want someone taking a picture of us and somehow Mellie seeing it… or Jake."

While Fitz may not have been a hollywood celebrity, he was nearly a billionaire and his name was known around the country. For the first few years his name was only thrown around because of his dad, but now that he was building his family's empire even further he was constantly being listed in news articles and magazines. He understood her concern, but he couldn't imagine spending time in bed with her and not properly taking her out as well.

"Maybe, but no one has to know it's a date. They both know we are here together so as long as I manage to keep my hands to myself while we are in public I don't think it will be an issue." He smiled softly at her, and when she looked up at him he met her lips for a soft, tender kiss.

Eventually, their relaxing morning of cuddling had to come to an end as Fitz took off to view his first property of the day. He had given Olivia the option of joining him or staying on his land to enjoy some relaxation. Reluctantly, she chose to stay behind. Her phone had been blowing up non-stop since she left D.C and while she promised herself not to entertain it, she knew that things would only get worse if she didn't talk to him.

Forty-seven messages lit up her phone. Throughout their relationship, Jake had occasionally shown some possessive tendencies, but he never gave her any indication that it was dangerous. In her mind, it was out of love and that made him even sexier. Every woman wanted to be loved that way, every woman wanted her man to at least be a little jealous. Now though, as she skimmed through some of the text messages she couldn't help but wonder if she was wrong.

The messages ranged from begging for forgiveness to threatening to take everything. He called her "baby" in some and "an ungrateful whore" in others. He had obviously been drinking, but she was optimistic that this early in the morning he would be sober. So, after not nearly enough deliberation, she finally called him back.

"Olivia?"

"You sent me almost fifty text messages. And you called my mom. So now is your chance to talk because after this I won't be responding to anything until I get back to DC."

"Liv, I just want us to be okay. You know I love you, we can work this out. It was just a mistake that I made out of anger towards Fitz, it had nothing to do with you."

She scoffed into the phone, sure he could hear it and she shook her head. "When I get home I'm moving out. I would like that you not be there when I pack up my things. I will leave your ring in the safe."

He was quiet for a moment, and for that single moment Olivia had peace that maybe he would concede. Could there actually be hope that he would agree and make this easy on her?

"You're not leaving me, Olivia. Period. Without me you'll have nothing, I'll make sure of it. So when you're finished with your tantrum, come home and we will go from there."

Without giving her a chance to respond, the call ended and Olivia was left speechless. She wanted to cry, the tears stung her eyes as they fought to fall but she refused. Olivia Pope was raised to never need a man. He didn't take care of her, it was her that put up the money for him to start his business and she was smart enough to keep her name off any legal documents. He wasn't going to ruin her life, she may have wasted five years but she didn't plan on wasting another minute.

Somewhere in Boston

It had been several months since he was asked to report back in person. This office always sent a chill down his spine, he could never forget the beatings he received just down the hall. The walls were still white, every single room and every hallway was white. Sometimes the white walls were more tortuous than the actual torture that was inflicted in this building. He waited and waited, watching the white walls until he finally heard the door open behind him. Without turning around, he stood up, awaiting instruction to be seated once again.

"Mr. Ballard, I was hoping we wouldn't have to meet again until the wedding. Sit down and stop looking so damn scared."

He did as he was told, keeping his head towards the empty chair in front of him. There is a time in every man's life where he can sit down and shut up, or he can talk back. Now was a time to sit down and shut up, he knew that all too well.

Finally, the man that has controlled his life for nearly a decade sat down across from him. Immediately, Jake straighted his posture. There was no room for imperfections in this building and he was sure he was already in enough trouble.

"So, do you care to explain to me why my daughter is in another state with another man? Or better yet, why my daughter is talking about breaking off your engagement?"

A/N: So sorry! I am behind on my writing and I didn't want to leave you without some kind of update for such a long time! Enjoy the cliffhanger!