A/N: So so sorry for the wait! Three jobs and full time school is kicking my butt, I have not abandoned you! Thank you for the love, please enjoy! This is our first Mature chapter and my first time writing a scene like this so please leave your reviews!

Chapter 11

Before she knew it, six o'clock had rolled around and Fitz was knocking on the door of her cabin. After a short nap, she put her new clothes away and decided on a dress for dinner. Fitz hadn't given her much information on the itinerary for their trip, and quite frankly she didn't really care. From what he had told her the work on her part would be minimal and she would get to enjoy almost a full week of free time, but she was certainly glad he had convinced her to purchase some nicer dresses. Tonight they would be dining at Cafe Diva, a beautiful French cafe that required something more refined than jeans and a t-shirt.

She took the time to shower and lather herself in lotion and body oils, giving her mocha skin a beautiful glow. She kept her hair pressed and straight with a natural makeup look, putting more emphasis on her eyes and full lips. Her sparkly, black shadow paired perfectly with her sleeveless, skin-tight black dress that stopped just above her knees. She knew it would be a cold night, so she grabbed her new white leather jacket and headed to the door to meet Fitz.

When she opened the door he had to stop himself from drooling. He could see a vast majority of her toned legs and the cut of her neckline left very little to his imagination. Staring at her now he had to wonder if she was doing this on purpose, if maybe she intended to seduce him. There was no doubt that he would drop to his knees and worship her if that's what she demanded, and tonight was only the first night of six that they would be spending together.

"Jesus, Liv. You look amazing."

A blush covered her cheeks as she took him in. He was wearing a crisp, white button-down that clung tightly to every muscle of his arms and chest. His navy suit bottoms clung to him just as tightly, he was absolutely dripping sex.

"You don't look half bad yourself. Is everyone ready?"

He cleared his throat and pulled his eyes back up to meet hers. "Yeah, they're loading in the cars right now. You and I can ride together in the last car if that's okay with you. I'll make official introductions at dinner tonight, I know we haven't really had time for that."

She smiled and stepped outside into the cold air, closing the door behind her. "Let's do it. I am absolutely starving."

They made their way to the car, once again utilizing one of the grounds ' fourwheelers to get them out of the cold faster. Fitz also noticed the ungodly high heels that she was wearing and didn't dream of making her walk over the uneven ground. The trip to the restaurant was quick and filled with mundane conversation.

It seemed so normal for the two of them to just exist with each other, they were able to enjoy the small moments of conversation that didn't reveal anything groundbreaking but still taught each other just a little something about themselves. Moments like these made them both forget that she worked for him, and they both had commitments to other people who had betrayed them.

When they walked inside a table was already prepared for ten. Fitz escorted everyone to the table and took his place at the head, but only after pulling out the chair beside him for Liv. Once everyone was seated, he grabbed his glass of wine and cleared his throat.

"Alright everyone, you know the drill. As always, I am happy to welcome you all to my own little piece of heaven for a week. Unlike some of our other excursions, this trip will involve work but I promise you will have plenty of time in the evenings to go have some fun. As you all know, I brought on a new employee a couple of months ago and she has been amazing in taking some of the weight off my shoulders and driving the company even further. I asked her to join us this week because soon she will be completing her degree at Georgetown Law and I want her to be able to hassle you all with as many questions as she can, I also expect all of you to give her only the best referrals when she becomes too good for me and moves on." The entire group laughed and Olivia could only blush and shake her head at his comment.

"Anyway, I'm rambling. I want to officially introduce you all to Olivia Pope. Please make her feel welcome this week and as always I want all of us to use this time to get to know each other and grow a little closer. Now please, drink and enjoy dinner."

They all raised their glasses before taking a drink. The group instantly broke into conversations and everyone took turns introducing themselves to Olivia and asking her questions to better get to know her.

Sometime around the third introduction, she found herself fidgeting with her engagement ring. She had kept it on, not ready to take it off yet. But as the conversations got more and more personal, she didn't want someone to ask about her impending marriage. As discreetly as she could, she removed the ring from her finger and reached for Fitz's hand.

His attention immediately went to her and her touch, the conversation he was in now long gone from his mind. He looked down at their hands and tried to control his facial expressions when he saw Olivia's engagement ring in his hand. At first he was confused, then it hit him. She didn't want to talk about Jake this week, she didn't want her relationship to be public knowledge. Maybe there was even a possibility that she had no intention of ever putting the ring back on, but that's something he would have to ask her later. He slipped the ring into the pocket of his pants and then went back to his conversation, trying hard to focus but miserably failing.

There was no telling when it happened, maybe it was after her second glass of wine but at some point during the night she found her hand resting on top of his on top of her knee. He was absent-mindedly rubbing small circles on her skin with his thumb and her entire body was on fire. His touch was electrifying and she wanted, no needed, more. Her eyes wandered to him, he was deep in conversation with a man named Jason Strauss. She grabbed his hand and started to move it up her leg, just slightly when someone took a seat beside her and cleared their throat. Immediately, she let go and turned her attention to the stranger, giving her the affection Fitz was showing her was hidden under the table still.

"Hey, Olivia, right?" The man smiled. He was young, probably in his late twenties and he was certainly attractive. He had deep, hazel eyes and striking black hair that was slicked back. He wreaked of daddy's money which Olivia found abhorrent.

"Yeah, and you are?" She took a sip of her wine, attempting to give him minimal attention without being rude.

"I'm Garret Coleman, I'm one of the financial officers at the firm. Look, I'll just cut to the chase. After dinner would you like to hang back here with me and go grab a drink?" He had moved his arm to the back of her chair, bringing himself closer into her space.

Her eyes followed his movements and all she could think was where in the hell this man got the audacity to hit on her at her first real work meeting. She wasn't the only one who noticed either, because by the time Garret finished speaking, she could feel Fitz gripping tighter onto her knee. He was jealous and his body language showed it. To the blind eye he looked fully invested in the conversation he was having, but she could see how tense his shoulders and jaw were.

Part of her wanted to be angry with him because he had no right to be jealous, she wasn't his. But every other part of her was turned on by his jealousy because she wanted to be his. This week she was allowing herself to be free of everything else, this week she was free to be his if he would have her. His jealousy was sexy, and if she had it her way they would leave together and he could make her his all night.

"I'm flattered, Garret, really. But I'm going to have to pass. I think I just want to go back to my cabin tonight, it's been a long day." She paused for a moment before turning towards Fitz and innocently laying her hand on his shoulder. "Actually, Fitz? Do you think we can head back soon? Or I can grab a cab if you'll give me the address?"

He could feel himself visibly relax at her not-so-subtle rejection of Garret. He didn't have any expectations for later, he wanted to respect Olivia and he didn't want them to rush into anything while they were both emotional. That didn't change the fact that he would much rather her be with him tonight instead of any other man, and he certainly couldn't refrain from touching her throughout dinner. There was no relief like that of her asking him to leave at that moment.

He gave her a smile and nodded before downing the rest of his scotch. "Of course, Liv. We can head out."

They politely excused themselves and said goodnight to everyone before making their way out to the car. After opening the door for Olivia, Fitz followed behind her. She wasted no time getting straight to the point once the door was closed and they were alone, save for the driver who had no interest in them.

"You were jealous."

"I don't know what you're talking about." He avoided looking at her, if he did he would surely give every feeling he was having away.

"Yes, you do. You touched me all night and when Garret asked me out you got jealous. Why?"

Fitz let out a sigh before finally looking at her. "You know why."

"Fine, maybe I just want to hear you say it. So say it."

"Liv, we agreed to be friends. I don't want to mess this up because I acted like some sort of caveman. I was jealous, I didn't want you going out with him and I didn't want him trying to fuck you. Just saying it makes me sick. But I won't say anything more about it."

She turned her body towards him. The wine had her feeling brave, confident, and sexy and she let it guide her.

"Fitz, we agreed to be friends before we found out our significant others were cheating on us with each other. I think we have a right to explore this now, unless I've been making it all up in my head this entire time?"

He ran his hands through his hair, it was so much easier to behave when she had hesitations. Now here she was, making valid points and because he refused to give into his own desires she was doubting just how much he wanted her. He couldn't let that happen, he couldn't let her believe that she wasn't wanted. He grabbed her hands in his and looked into her eyes, trying with everything he had to make sure she heard every word he was about to say.

"Livvie, I want you more than I have ever wanted anyone. You haven't been making anything up. This is real. This is so fucking real that it's terrifying and I don't want to fuck it up. If I were to take you back to my cabin tonight, I don't want you thinking that you're some kind of rebound because you're not. You are so much more than that. And if you were to come back with me, I wouldn't be able to make love to you tonight. I would want to fuck you, I mean that in the most nasty way possible. You deserve more than a hard, rough, nasty fuck and I don't have the self-control to give you something more romantic than that tonight."

The car came to a stop outside of their cabins, Olivia was quiet as she let his confession hang in the air. She couldn't bring herself to understand how a man could put so much thought into something like sex. It wasn't a bad thing, she loved the fact that he cared so much but it was such a rare thing to see. Even Jake, when she thought he loved her, didn't pay any mind to how she would feel about sex at any given time. It was just a robotic act to seek pleasure for them, but something in the way Fitz cared made her want it even more.

Without a word, she stepped out of the car and into the brisk, cold air. It had gotten significantly colder since they had first left the ranch in the evening. She looked up, the sky was so clear she could nearly count the stars that hung above her. Tonight was a perfect night, and it wasn't going to end here. She took a deep breath before walking towards the door of Fitz's cabin, not looking back to wait for him.

When she got out of the car Fitz wanted to slam his head against the window. Of all the things he could have said it's possible that he chose the absolute worst option. He wanted to be honest with her, but maybe there was such a thing as being too honest. He took his time getting his breathing under control before thanking the driver and stepping out of the car. To say that he was surprised to see Olivia's beautiful body standing idly by his door was an understatement. Maybe he said all of the right things.

He looked down at his watch as he walked towards her, as difficult as it was to pry his eyes away from her. It was just after eight o'clock in Colorado which meant that it was just after ten in DC, the timing could not have been better. A smile stretched across his lips as he walked up to Olivia, opening the door to let her in out of the cold.

"So, there's something else I wanted to tell you." He watched her as he removed his jacket, encouraging her to do the same.

"You mean something other than wanting to do horrible, nasty things to me?" She asked with a raised eyebrow, a flirtatious smirk playing at her lips.

He let out a soft chuckle, "Yes, something besides that. I wanted you to be the first to know that right about now, Mellie is receiving the divorce papers that I had drawn up."

Her jaw dropped in surprise, that was one of the last things she expected to hear him say. "Fitz, are you serious? So you are officially leaving her?"

"I am. It's been a long time coming, I had the papers drafted before I found out about Jake but after yesterday it seemed like the perfect time to end things."

She looked at him and bit her bottom lip. It wasn't so much seductive as it was nervous. While she hadn't spoken to Jake yet, she had no intentions of going back to him. As far as she was concerned, they were now two single people alone in a beautiful cabin with nothing to do but each other.

"I know you want this to be some big, magical thing. But when was the last time you had a good fuck? I know I can't remember mine. The last orgasm I had… well I was thinking about you the entire time." All logic and reason disappeared as she looked at him, his eyes here burning grey with desire. He wanted her, maybe as much as she wanted him. She slowly reached down and pulled her heels off of her feet, letting them fall wherever they may land as she held his eyes.

Watching her remove something as simple as her heels was his undoing. She was so beautiful, so sexy, and oh so convincing. He never expected her to have such a dirty mouth, but he was already growing erect by her words. He had been thinking about how good she would feel for too long now, tonight he couldn't wait any longer.

Without responding, he wrapped his large hand around her throat and pushed her back against the wall. She hit the wall with a thud and for a moment he was overtaken with panic, he didn't mean to be that rough by any means. It wasn't until she smiled up at him devilishly that he knew this was exactly what she wanted and he captured her smile in a hard kiss.

Their mouths moved together as if they'd known each other forever as if they were the only lips the other had ever known. Olivia couldn't stop the moans that came from her as he sucked on her tongue, exploring every inch of her mouth with his own. It wasn't until he felt she might pass out that he moved his lips from hers but he didn't break contact. Instantly his mouth was on her jaw, her neck, her chest, every piece of skin he could reach.

"Fuck… Fitz," Olivia moaned out and the sound of her caused his dick to twitch. Her tiny hands moved up his chest and fumbled with the buttons of his shirt until he couldn't take it anymore. Her touch was burning his skin, he left like a phoenix in a burst of flames and it was too much. He stepped back just slightly and replaced her hands with his, ripping his shirt open and sending small white buttons flying across the hardwood floor.

He stood maybe two feet away from her, watching her flushed face and the rise and fall of her chest as she breathed heavily. He moved his shirt down his arms, letting it fall to the floor as his eyes roamed her body in front of him.

She watched him carefully, trying to catch her breath. They hadn't hardly done anything but she could feel herself dripping between her thighs and when she eyed Fitz head to toe she could see his erection already straining against his pants. When his shirt was finally gone, she allowed herself to take him in completely. He had just the right amount of hair on his chest, his very firm and toned chest she might add. She couldn't help but notice that he had the body of a man, a real man. He was toned, and strong, and all she wanted to do was taste his skin. They stood, silent, until Fitz finally spoke in a low, gravvely voice that had her ready to succumb to his every wish.

"Take off your clothes."

His demand was clear, and he was happy to comply. She reached up and pulled down the zipper on the side of her dress, her movements were slow and tantalizing, especially the way she held eye contact the entire time. Once the dress was unzipped, she slowly shimmied it down her body, exposing her breasts that were being held captive by a blush pink bra. His eyes roamed over every inch of skin that she revealed, if she weren't so incredibly captivating he would have ripped her clothes off by now.

As her dress reached her hips, the throbbing in his pants became too much and he reached down and cupped himself. He slowly rubbed his erection, not ready to free himself until he had the chance to please her.

Hard as she tried to keep eye contact, she couldn't help but follow his hand. The sight of him needily rubbing his pants-clad cock made her clothes start to feel like they were suffocating her. She sped up slightly and finally stepped out of the dress, leaving her in her bra and matching panties.

"God, you are so fucking beautiful. Do you know that? Do you know how insanely gorgeous you are?"

He walked towards her slowly as she looked down, flushed from his compliment. He grabbed her chin and lifted it to him before pressing his lips against hers. This kiss was much softer than the ones they started with, he teased her tongue with his before dropping his hands to her ass and lifting her up.

Her legs automatically wrapped around his waist and she gasped when she felt his hard cock pressed against her wet core. She knew she couldn't feel all of him right now, and knowing there was more had her both nervous and excited.

Their lips found each other once again as he carried her down the hall towards his bedroom. His hands grippers er ass tightly as he teased her lips with his fingertips, she was already wet and he could feel it through her soft panties. His lips moved from hers and to her cheek, down her jaw, and over her neck while she let her head fall back, giving him more access to her. He was quick to get her to the bedroom and once there he wasted no time laying her down on his king-sized mattress.

She looked at him from her spot in the middle of the bed, her knees were bent and her legs were spread, giving him a perfect view of her. She bit down on her lip before slowly sitting up, her small hands rested on his chest for a brief second before slowly sliding down his rigid torso. He drew in a sharp breath, her touch set his skin on fire and he was ignited with passion. His large hands found her thighs as he rubbed them up and down them slowly, memorizing every inch of her skin until he felt her hands on his belt.

Sex wasn't new to either of them, they both had plenty of experience. Something about being with each other in this moment was different though. The air between them was hot, there was anticipation and excitement flowing through the both of them. Though neither would admit it, they were also both nervous. They both wanted to please each other, they both wanted to make sure this moment was one worth remembering and that no matter what happened after this week they would leave with no regret.

Her doe eyes looked up at him as her nimble fingers worked his belt open. She held eye contact and smiled softly as he caressed her cheek with the back of his fingers, the simple gesture caused her to shiver and Fitz had to hold back a chuckle. Everything about Olivia was just so beautiful to him, and seeing her in a state of arousal was just that much better. Within seconds, she had pulled down his pants and boxers, letting his erection free.

Her eyes moved down and widened at the sight of him, she had never seen more than five inches so if she had to guess he was at least eight long and another three wide. Large was an understatement but she wouldn't let it deter her from all the things she wanted to do to him tonight. Before he could do anything, she wrapped her small hand around him and started stroking him. She could feel him continuing to harden under her touch, the large vein underneath his shaft throbbed gently under her thumb and when she looked back up he had his eyes closed. He focused on his breathing, knowing that if he didn't he would ravish her without a second thought.

Finally, she allowed herself to give in to what she wanted all night. She leaned forward and wrapped her lips around the head of his large cock, slipping her tongue out in the process. The sensation was enough for him to open his eyes and look down at her, she was gorgeous with her lips wrapped around him. His hands made their way to the back of her head and he gently eased her further down his cock, watching as her lips took him a half inch at a time.

"Fuck, Livvie. Just like that baby," he whispered out. His praise rang through her ears like a melody and she decided to test just how much of him she could take. She held the base of his cock with her left hand and placed her right hand on his abdomen before lowering her lead slowly. She took him about halfway before he hit the back of her throat, she gagged and tried to pull back but Fitz held her head still and thrusted his hips forward. He made sure not to go any deeper than she could take him as he thrusted his hips back and forth, enjoying the feel of her hot, wet, mouth around him. Once her eyes started to water he finally pulled himself out of her mouth and pulled her up to kiss him, sucking her tongue into his mouth the same way she sucked on him.

"You did so good baby, so fucking good. Lay back, it's your turn." He gave her shoulders a slight nudge as she fell back onto the mattress with a smile. He leaned down and gripped her panties, pulling them down her thighs as quickly as he could manage. He kneeled in front of her and spread her legs out, taking a look at her smooth, wet pussy. "Mmm, so wet for me already. Take your bra off, now. I want to see them while I do this."

She quickly obliged and he took a moment to look over her body. Her breasts were perfectly rounded, not too big but far from small. Her nipples were hard and perky and he made a mental note to show them attention later. After taking her naked body in, he moved down the bed and nuzzled his face between her legs. He started at her knees and slowly kissed his way towards her core, sucking and nipping every few inches. Her moans filled the room, mixed with needy whimpers everytime he licked somewhere other than where she wanted him.

Finally, she left his lips against hers. She was dripping, and the foreplay didn't help. After a couple of feathery kisses he finally gave her what she wanted as he slid his tongue up her slit, collecting as much of her sweet nectar as she could. The moment her taste his his tongue he let out a groan, and then he just couldn't stop. His tongue entered her and thrusted in and out of her at such a quick pace there was no chance she would last. He lifted his eyes to meet hers but she had her back arched, the only thing he could see was her writhing body and her hands playing with and teasing her nipples.

He could tell she was close by the death grip she now had on his hair so he finally moved his mouth to her clit, sucking on it hard. He wasn't sure if that's what she liked until she screamed out his name and ground herself harder into his mouth. She was needy and he fucking loved it. He roughly shoved two fingers into while he flicked his tongue back and forth on her throbbing clit, his fingers moved in and out of her quickly and his tongue matched the pace.

"Fuck! Fitzzzz!" Olivia was writhing under him and he never took his eyes off of her. It was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. The way her abdominal muscles clenched, the way her breasts gently bounced with each thrust of his fingers, the way her mouth laid open while she repeated obscenities mixed in with his name over and over again. He didn't stop until she screamed his name one last time and her walls clenched around his fingers, her juices flowed out of her and onto his hand. He pulled his fingers out immediately and moved his mouth over her, lapping up every last drop until she finally relaxed underneath him and he was ready to pull away.

"You taste so sweet baby. Taste yourself." As he said the words he moved his body over hers and shoved his tongue into her mouth, allowing her to taste every last drop of her cum on his mouth. She moaned at the taste and spread her legs for him, letting him know she was ready.

Without being told twice, Fitz grabbing his shaft and rubbed it through her slit, making sure they were both wet enough for him to enter her. Once he was satisfied, he lined himself up and slowly pushed his tip into her hot, tight, pussy. They both let out a loud groan, but he stopped once he saw her face scrunch up.

"What is it baby? Do we need to stop?" She shook her head and looked into his eyes.

"No, god no please dont't stop. You're just so big…" She bit her lip and raised her hips, allowing him to slide in just a bit more.

He could feel her stretching around him, she was so tight and wet that he was sure he wouldn't last more than a couple of strokes. The moment he left her relax around him he started thrusting faster into her, not yet giving her all of this length. The room filled with their moans and grunts, each relishing in the feeling of the other.

"Fitz, don't stop! Please don't stop!" She was screaming and he was thankful they were far away from any ears, he didn't want her to stop screaming. Her walls began to tighten around him and he leaned up so that he was kneeling in front of her, He lifted her legs up and over his shoulders before wrapping his arms around them. The new position drove him even deeper and he pounded into her harder and harder.

"Fuck, you feel so good baby!" He bit his lip and watched her blissful face, her breasts bounded perfectly in rhythm with his thrusts. He couldn't help himself and he used his right hand to slap her ass, hard enough to make the sound echoe through the room. The sound she made at the contact of his hand was enough to send him off the edge.

He reached down and rubbed her clit in fast circles with his thumb, coaxing a hard orgasm from her.

"Cum for me, Liv. Cum all over this cock that you're taking so well sweet baby." His words sent a gush of liquid dfom her core. Her legs shook and her body tensed under him but he didn't stop, he fucked her hard while he came on him until he finally lost his rhythm and spilled himself inside of her with a few more deep thrusts.

He finally dropped her unfeeling legs to the mattress and collapsed next to her, wiping the beads of sweat from his head. He leaned over and kissed her softly before wrapping his arms tightly around her. They fell asleep peacefully, their bodies entwined and exhausted from the throws of ecstasy.

Whatever consequences may follow didn't exist anymore. For at least the next four days they silently agreed that this would be the only thing that mattered. There was still plenty of each other to explore, and they intended to do so in explicit detail.