Body of my woman, I will persist in your grace.
My thirst, my boundless desire, my shifting road!
Dark river-beds where the eternal thirst flows
And weariness follows, and the infinite ache.
He could never stay mad at her. It was impossible to stay mad at your lifeline to the world and watching her lying there, curled up in bed, eyes closed against the world, his anger dissipated like morning dew into the ether of the earth. The boat had stopped its rocking from the storm and Amado had taken his leave onto the small cot that had been his bed for the past four months by the controls of the boat. Both men had agreed to set out in the morning as a groggy head would not do well in navigating their way off the island. And he had come down, ready to lay into Olivia once more about his anger at pushing him off that cliff. At putting herself in danger. At almost living him alone in a world that was numb and cold without her.
But he couldn't keep his anger. He instead removed his shoes and clothes except for his boxer and crawled into bed beside her, his arms wrapping around her securely. He got a small moan from that and her eyes fluttered open, aware of his presence.
"I should be so mad at you." Fitz expressed, his forehead touching hers. "I was so scared."
Olivia's eyes softened as her arms found their ways around him and she rubbed up and down his back, soothing his distress, feeling the strength in the muscles there, the bumps of his spine. Fitz took in a deep breath and held back the moan that was building in his throat at her touch.
"I would do anything to protect you. Don't you know that?" Olivia stated simply as if she were merely telling him what they would have for breakfast.
"Don't you know I would go to the ends of the earth to make sure that nothing happens to you?" Fitz answered back, his lips gently touching hers after the confession.
"Then we might have a bit of a problem."
"It's only a problem if you let it be." Fitz leaned his head down and his lips found her upper neck. "You've been fighting me for a long time on this, Liv. It's time to stop."
She pushed him away slightly to meet his eyes. "You are going to be president. The American Public won't take it lightly that you have a woman on the side."
"And they would be a fool to think you are the woman on the side." Fitz said with a sincerity that took her breath away. "You would be a fool."
"So how—" Fitz quieted her with his lips, needy and urgent for her to feel the connection that he felt. He held her tighter to him and kissed every part of her face, then her neck, then slowly removed her tee shirt and his greedy tongue was on her breasts.
"If..." He started with a lick and her right nipple pebbled, "…they say anything then I'll tell them…" He gave a small bite and Olivia discovered she could squeak "…that you are the woman that I love."
She found that it was hard to resist him. She was on top of him, kissing her way down and he waited with bated breath. It had been a long time since she had done this to a man and a tug of nervousness played at her mind. But then she saw a smirk curl at his lips and her ego demanded that she answer what he started.
She played with the band of his boxers, feeling the heat radiated from his skin and his manhood. She felt a small shudder go through him as she scrapped the skin of his thighs and then returned to the band, his hardness ready for her in all ways.
"Stop teasing." He said his gray eyes stormy with passion.
"I'll do what I damn well please." She answered with a smile. "You're at my mercy."
"The first thing you've gotten right all night."
"Ha…ha." Olivia pulled the band down and Fitz's erection greeted her hello. He was right…teasing time was over.
She liked the feel of him in her mouth, the texture of him, the salty taste that greeted her as her tongue licked the head. She took him slowly, liking the sensation of not only the feel of him in her mouth but the power she had over him.
"Fuck Liv." Fitz laid his head back, his neck and upper body tense from the pleasure. She touched his testicles gently as she bobbed her head up and down slowly, making it last.
"Shit!" Fitz exclaimed, his fingers gripping the sheets beneath him.
She continued, her tongue having a mind of its own, and soon felt Fitz hands in her hair, guiding her to give him all she had.
"Feels so good." He moaned. "Baby, stop. Stop."
She continued and felt his hands lower to her shoulders and then push her back. Olivia released him and gazed at him with uncertainty.
"I need to…" Fitz almost babbled as he pushed her further back and suddenly she was laying on the bed, him finding his way home.
He felt so big and strong over her and he filled her up so well. There were no more words left for them but the swaying of the boat and their bodies coming together. Their sighs and moans spoke in some ways what they could not. This elemental coming together that neither understood had its own language. It was something that could never be satisfied even if they did this for forever.
Olivia knew he was coming almost before he did. She could feel the tension in his body, the tightness of his chest, the redness of his face, the way his sweat mixed with hers with every stroke. His movements were becoming jerky and she felt her own release coming.
Fitz made a move to pull away but she wanted him close. It was the craziest thing she had ever felt, this need, the want for him to stay. This pull to him to stay with her forever in whatever way it would happen. It was irrational and against everything she had ever believed in. But she wanted him…all of him. She had come so close to losing him…
"Livvie. Baby I…" He once again tried to pull away before it was too late but she brought him closer to instead. He gave her a questioning look but she said nothing as she felt her own orgasm flood through her. She heard him let out a guttural groan and hold her tightly as he emptied himself inside her and she felt as if heaven had come down.
"I love you. I love you. I love you." He whispered over and over again his breath having a hard time returning to him. "Don't doubt it. I love you. I'm not going to let you go. I love you."
Olivia felt tears come her eyes and if she could have melted together with him should would. He was inside of her but it wasn't close enough and a bubbling fear tore through her at the thought of letting him go. Of the thought of her letting go of him.
The cabin was silent but both were awake and merely holding onto one another. Fitz was both confused and pleased by Olivia's actions. What they had done was risky but in a strange way it showed a commitment to him on her part that made them seem more real. More…solid. He smoothed back her hair and kissed her forehead.
"Are you okay?"
Olivia nodded her head and rubbed her cheek against his chest. "I'm okay."
"I'm sure. This is actually one of the few times I can say that honestly."
"We have to talk about when we get back to the mainland."
"No. We need to have that conversation. I want to be with you, Olivia. And from what you just did I think you want to be with me in the same way."
"Okay." Fitz said. He was both deliriously happy and scared shitless. He had been risk adverse his entire life. His entire life had been planned from his first birthday party to his run for president but now he felt as if he were dropping without a parachute. What would his life be like not trying to be president? Would he know what to do with himself? His life in politics would be over but having Olivia would be worth that. Would be worth anything.
"Okay. That is the first thing we agree on." Olivia sighed and sat up to look him in the eye.
"And I want to marry you." Fitz spluttered out as if he were an awkward teenage boy. Olivia looked shocked at that and a bit scared. "I just fucked up didn't I?"
"How about we deal with what happens when we get on the mainland? I think that is as far as I can think." Olivia admitted and Fitz felt like a fool for saying what he was feeling. He didn't want to scare her away. That was the last thing he wanted to do.
"Okay. I think one of the things we have to deal with is who paid Sonia Pilon to kill me."
"That's a good start." Olivia said. They looked at one another and gave satisfied grins.
They would be together and it would be okay.