TROTD - Chapter Two: Don't Wanna Leave You Now

“What would you like to do now?” asked Fitz as they drove back in the direction of the studio.

He reached over and took her small hand in his giving it a squeeze before lacing his fingers with hers. Olivia felt a surge of anticipation. Since they kissed in his trailer it seemed that anytime he was close to her he was touching her. She knew he had a reputation for being somewhat of a ladies man. He had been linked to at least four women over the past year. She didn’t want to be a notch in his bedpost but the way he looked at her and touched her was intoxicating. She couldn’t stop thinking about their kiss and the love scene that had turned into much more.

“I was supposed to meet Abby for drinks” Olivia replied. She didn’t want their evening to end so she added, “Would you like to join us?”

“I don’t want to intrude on your girls’ night out” he smiled, “I’ll take you back to your car and I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“Okay” she sounded disappointed but knew he was right. She didn’t know how she would explain Fitz’s presence and she needed some distance from him to figure out what was going on and what she wanted.

“Can I take you out some other time?” he asked glancing at her, “You know, on a real date.”

“I’d like that” he was interested and he wanted to see her again socially. She felt butterflies in her stomach at the prospect.

            He pulled up next to her car and opened the door to let her out.  He followed her to her car door.

“I really had a good time today” he took her hand again, “Everything about today.”

            She peered up at him with hooded eyes, “Me too,” she whispered. She thought about kissing him but hesitated, deciding to let Fitz decide if he wanted to kiss her.

“Have fun with Abby” he closed the little distance between them, holding her gaze.

“I’ll try” she smiled, his lips now almost touching her neck.

“Don’t let any guys pick you up” he breathed against her skin.

            She blushed, “Okay.”  She stood perfectly still her eyes closed enjoying his breath floating across her skin. How did he do that?

“I’ll see you tomorrow morning” he ran his tongue along the shell of her ear then trailed kisses along her jaw until his mouth contacted hers. He started lightly then teased her lips with his tongue. She complied, opening her mouth to taste him again, enticing his tongue with hers. He felt her hands move from his back to back of his head and her mouth press further against his. He ran his fingers through her hair and along her slender body. Since being so close to her nearly naked body he couldn’t get her out of his head. The bra and panties she wore in their scene haunted his mind. He considered living up to his reputation and trying to get her in bed without a second thought but she really was more to him than just some girl he was trying to have sex with.

            She felt his body flush against hers as he turned to press her against her car. She couldn’t ignore the obvious bulge in his pants that pressed tantalizingly into her abdomen. He felt her small hand brush against it momentarily and groaned quietly into her mouth. She tasted so good and her body fit so nicely with his. She was warm and soft and curiously timid and aggressive simultaneously with him. He had never met a woman quite like her. She was a woman he could see himself having real feelings for.

            Olivia wanted to feel his muscular body in her hands. She wanted her hands under his sweater again, she wanted to see his bare chest again this time without thirty crew members close by. She considered for a minute cancelling on Abby and inviting Fitz back to her condo but she still wasn’t sure of his intentions. She had to be careful. Her hands moved to his cheeks and she reluctantly pulled her lips from his.

“I better go” she whispered, their foreheads still touching, “I have to meet Abby.”

“Okay,” his voice was low, “be careful driving.”

            Neither of them moved, he was still pressed firmly against her body as she leaned against her car. His hands were somewhere between her waist and her ass, fingers splayed to cover the most territory. She couldn’t manage to remove her hands from his face.

“Fitz” she looked into his eyes then licked her lips.

“Don’t do that Olivia” she felt a twitch against her abdomen, “Don’t lick your lips like that.”

            She blushed and looked away, “I should go.”

            He took a step back allowing her to turn and open her car door. She climbed behind the wheel. Fitz leaned down to leave a lingering kiss on her lips.

“Goodbye Olivia”

X-X

            Fitz called his friend Charlie as he drove in the direction of his house. He was wired and didn’t feel like sitting home alone. They agreed to meet at Drai’s, a popular club nearby. Fitz pulled up outside the club and tossed his keys to the valet. He signed a few autographs for women who recognized him and headed inside.

“Hey man,” he said approaching Charlie at the bar. They shook hands and he took a seat on the stool next to his friend.  He ordered a scotch and took a big swallow still unable to get Olivia off his mind.

“So where were you after work?” Charlie asked, “I thought I’d see you at the gym.”

“Dinner” Fitz kept his eyes on his glass.

            Charlie raised an eyebrow, “Who is she?”

“What makes you think I was with a woman?” Fitz asked.

“Because you don’t go to dinner by yourself” Charlie nudged his arm, “So, was she hot?”

“Knock it off, dude” Fitz gave Charlie an admonishing look.

“No problem,” Charlie looked surprised, “I’ve just never known you not to talk about the girls you date.”

“This one is different” Fitz said, “She’s cool.”

“Well how did the big love scene with the princess go today?” Charlie snorted, “Was she totally awkward?”

“No, she was good” Fitz tried not to sound too enthused, “and I don’t think she’s as much of a princess as we thought.”

“She’s stuck up” Charlie said.

“I think she’s just a little quiet and shy” Fitz retorted, “Maybe we misjudged her. I mean, I’ve spent quite a bit of time with her.”

“If you say so” Charlie finished his drink and motioned to the bartender for another.

            Fitz noticed a group of women looking in their direction. Normally he would welcome the attention but all he wanted was to hang out with his friend and think about Olivia, or forget about Olivia.

X-X

            Olivia and Abby walked into the club looking forward to the opportunity to let loose for the night.  They found a table in the corner and ordered their drinks.

“Okay, spill it,” smiled Abby grabbing Olivia’s arm, “How was the love scene with the player?”

“I was so nervous” laughed Olivia, “but it wasn’t as bad as I thought.”

“I’m surprised he didn’t try to put the moves on you” said Abby, “Of course you’re not a blond with big boobs so you’re probably not his type. You know, since you have a brain between your ears.”

“I don’t think he’s as bad as everyone says he is” Olivia concentrated on her drink as she spoke, “He was very respectful.”

            Olivia’s mind rushed back to Fitz’s trailer and how carried away they had allowed themselves to get during the scene. She recalled how amazing his hands felt all over her and how curious she was about the parts of him she hadn’t seen.

“Well at least he’s hot” offered Abby, “It could be worse.”

“I guess he’s attractive” agreed Olivia.

“Are you blind?” Abby almost yelled, “He almost can’t help being a player. Women just throw themselves at him. He’s beautiful.”

“He’s okay” Olivia admitted taking another swallow of her drink.

“Let’s dance” Abby suggested as she stood and pulled on Olivia’s arm.

            Olivia begrudgingly followed her onto the crowded dance floor.

X-X

            Charlie and Fitz sat facing the dance floor surveying the crowd.  Fitz noticed plenty of women looking in their direction but none compared to Olivia. He couldn’t figure out what she had done to him. He’d never met a woman who made him even consider stopping his playboy ways. Then he wondered if Olivia would even be interested in anything more than an occasional kiss with him.

“Hey” Charlie elbowed Fitz, “Let’s get out there.”

            Fitz finished his scotch and followed Charlie to the dance floor. They began to move to the middle of the floor where most of the people were dancing. He was tall, an advantage in a crowded club. He noticed Charlie approach a pretty brunette and the two began dancing close to one another. He moved to the music still people watching, when he felt a tap on his arm. He turned to find two pretty blonds that should have definitely been his type.

“You’re Fitzgerald Grant, aren’t you?” asked the shorter of the two.

“Yeah” he tried to be polite.

“I’m Amy and this is Alicia, we are totally your biggest fans” she ran her hand up his arm, “Can we get a picture with you?”

“Sure, anything for a fan” he smiled. One of the girls handed her cellphone to a girl nearby and the two stood on either side of him. Their friend took the photo and Fitz felt Amy’s hand skim his ass causing him to jump slightly.

“You are totally hot” she said looking up at him and dancing her body close to his.

“Uh, thanks” replied Fitz. He wasn’t sure why but he wasn’t interested in dancing with her. The only thing he could think about was getting home and getting rest so that he would be rested for his scenes the next day, his scenes with Olivia.

X-X

“Abby I better get home” Olivia yelled to Abby who was dancing with two guys.

“Just a little bit longer” Abby returned.

“Fine, but I have to go to the bathroom, I’ll meet you at the table” Olivia turned and headed in the direction of the restrooms. She slipped through the crowd and had almost reached the edge of the dance floor when she was suddenly shoved from behind nearly falling to the floor.

“Oh, man, sorry” she heard a voice behind her and turned to find the drunken guy who had knocked her down.

“That’s okay,” she managed as she tried to stand.

“At least help the lady up,” the voice came from the right of her and she looked to see Fitz. He reached down and took her hand, helping her up, “Are you okay?”

“Sure” she replied shyly noticing that he wasn’t letting go of her hand.

“I thought you were going out with Abby” he was standing close to her.

“She’s dancing, I had to go to the bathroom” she pulled her hand from his and walked to the bathroom. She washed her hands and looked herself over in the mirror. She reapplied her lipstick and walked out of the room.

“Can I walk you back to your table?” Fitz walked up behind her placing his hand on his lower back.

“Sure” she felt her knees wobble with his contact.

            Olivia and Fitz sat at the table each with a fresh drink in front of them.

“I thought you were going home after you dropped me off” Olivia said taking a sip of her wine.

“I guess I wasn’t tired” his hand was still on her back, “I called Charlie and we figured we would grab a drink.”

“And pick up girls” her head was swimming just a little from the alcohol.

“Not at all” he turned to face her, “I couldn’t even if I tried.”

“Right” she snorted.

“Seriously Olivia,” his hand slid from her back to her thigh, “I can’t think about picking up another woman because I can’t stop thinking about you.”

            Olivia’s eyes shot to his, “What?” she managed.

“I said I can’t stop thinking about you Olivia” he touched his fingers lightly to her jaw then into her hair, “You’re beautiful, it’s distracting.”

“Fitz, Abby will be over here soon” she whispered.

“Then let’s get outta here” his palm rested on her cheek.

“Liv did you see that guy?” said Abby coming towards the table, “Oh, hey Fitz, what are you doing here? I thought you big actors only went to private parties.”

            Fitz pulled his hand away from Olivia, “Well we do associate with you mortals on occasion” he chuckled.

“You can be a real jerk sometimes” Abby shook her head.

“Abby, stop” Olivia admonished.

“No, it’s okay” replied Fitz, “She’s certainly not the first person to call me a jerk, Olivia.”

            Olivia gave Abby a stern look and slid her hand under the table onto Fitz’s thigh. Both got the message and stopped bickering.

“Will you be mad if I let that guy give me a ride home?” Abby whispered to Olivia.

“Have fun” Olivia smiled. Abby picked up her purse and Olivia watched her leave arm in arm with the guy she had been dancing with.

“Looks like it’s just you and me again” Fitz looked down at Olivia’s hand still perched on his thigh, “What do you think about letting me drive you home?”

“I’m okay to drive” she smiled, “But I was thinking maybe we could go back to your place?”

            Fitz felt a swell of desire wash over him at her suggestion. He couldn’t imagine that she actually wanted to go to his house.

“Let me drive you” he whispered close to her ear. He watched her cheeks turn crimson and smiled to himself.

“Really, I’m okay to drive Fitz” she protested trying to keep her wits about her with his breath on her neck.

“I don’t want the paparazzi to see your car at my house,” he replied, “I don’t want this to turn into a tabloid headline. I want to protect you Olivia.”

            She started to speak but his words stopped her. She bit her bottom lip, considering his statement.

“So, will you let me drive you?” he kissed her lightly on the lips.

“Okay”

X-X

            As he drove them towards his house, Fitz continued to glance over at Olivia sitting in the passenger seat.  She alternated between glancing in his direction and biting her lower lip. Each time he saw her nibble her lip he thought about doing the same and felt his jeans tighten. She considered several times reaching over and touching his thigh but each time she moved she thought better of it. She wanted him but she didn’t want to come on too strong.

            He took a deep breath as he pulled the car into his garage. He opened the door for her again offering his hand. She took his hand and followed him into the house.

“Can I get you a glass of wine?” he asked, “I read an article that said you were quite an oenophile.”

            Olivia was surprised that he had actually read about her and instinctively moved closer to him, “That would be great”

“Come see my wine cellar” he took her hand again this time leading her down a staircase and into the most amazing wine cellar she had ever seen.

“I had no idea you like wine” she said hesitantly touching a few of the bottles, “This is really impressive.”

“They’re organized according to vintage and region” he was clearly proud of his collection, “I have a bottle here I’ve been saving for a special occasion.”  He pulled a bottle from a corner shelf and handed it to her.

“Fitz” she gasped, “Henri Jayer Richebourg Grand Cru” she looked up at him, “this is a $14,000 bottle of wine.”

“See, most women wouldn’t know that” he moved to stand just in front of her, “I think it is so sexy that you’re so smart.”

“I’m not sure this is a special enough occasion to warrant opening this wine” she ignored his statement.

“I want to drink this wine with someone special,” he ran his fingers through her hair, “and I want that person to appreciate just how special it is.”

            She placed her small hand on his cheek before pressing her lips to his. He pulled her torso against him and deepened the kiss, “Is that a yes?”

            Olivia pulled back, “Save it for another time” she smiled, “Cook me dinner some night and we can enjoy it then.”

            Fitz replaced the bottle to its slot then removed another, “Will you settle for the Hobbs Shiraz?”

“Perfect” she replied. They walked back to the kitchen and she sat watching him retrieve glasses and open the wine. He poured them each a glass and led her to the living room. He started a fire in the fireplace and sat next to her on the couch.

            Fitz pulled Olivia’s legs across his lap and slid her Louboutins from her feet. He ran his hand up her leg stopping when he got to her hip. He took her glass and set it next to his on the coffee table. She touched his face moving her hand to his curls and scooting herself onto his lap. Their lips met and the mix of anticipation from the day and the alcohol they had imbibed overcame them.

“Olivia, are you sure you want to do this?” he asked between kisses, “I don’t want you to do anything you’ll regret.”

            She moved her mouth to his ear, nibbling on his earlobe then whispering, “I want you Fitz.”

            His breath caught at her words and his mouth sought out hers again. He ran his hands down her back finding the bare skin beneath her sweater. She moved beside him lifting his sweater over his head and exposing his bare chest. He paused for a moment as she looked at his naked torso trying to read her expression.

“I have been thinking about touching your chest since this afternoon” she whispered tracing her fingers over his well-defined muscles. She bit her lip again as she looked up to his eyes.

“Stop biting your lip, Olivia” he sucked her lower lip into his mouth, “It drives me crazy.”

            She moaned in response and moved her hands to unbutton his pants. He continued to stroke the bare skin of her back, this time unhooking her bra when he came in contact with it. He lifted her sweater over her head and she covered herself bashfully.

“Don’t be shy Livvie” he slid her bra from her shoulders and observed her naked form.

“It’s different” she blushed with a shiver, “without all of those people around.”

“I thought having all of those people around is what made you anxious,” he ran his hands over her shoulders.

“I didn’t mean I was nervous…”she looked down, “I meant it’s more intimate, more powerful.”

            He took her face in his hands, bringing their lips together. Their bare skin pressed together as they removed one another’s pants. When they were in just their underwear he looked down at the black thong she wore, “I like that better than your TV underwear” he kissed her again his hands wandering over her back and pulling her lips tighter against his. She felt his hand cup her ass and wetness pool between her thighs. They continued to kiss passionately, their hands exploring every inch of the other’s body.

“Livvie” he whispered, “I don’t want to do this here.”

“What?” she pulled back confused.

“I mean in the living room, on the couch, or the floor or wherever” he stroked her hair then stood picking her up. He wrapped her legs around his waist and kissed her deeply, “I want you in my bed”

            Fitz carried her up the steps and down the hall to his bedroom. When they got to his bed he pulled back the covers and lay her down gently on the pillows. He slid off her thong and his boxer briefs then climbed onto the bed, “You can still say no Livvie” he whispered. He wasn’t sure why he was so nervous or why he kept giving her chances to back out. He was relieved when she bit her lip and murmured “Yes”

            Their lips met in a singeing kiss. She dipped her tongue between his lips and he stroked it with his. They spent time lavishing kisses all over one another and allowing their hands to travel the other’s body.  Fitz ran his hand up the inside of her thigh just teasing at her heat with his finger. He felt her gasp and began tracing circles over her clit with his thumb. She gripped his hair tighter in reply to his touch. He watched her face, the look of pleasure inciting his desire   for her. He felt her dainty hand encircle his cock which grew even harder in response.

“Olivia” he managed as he pushed one then two fingers into her heat. He felt her stiffen then relax under his hands. She was so wet against his hand and it made him want her more. He pulled his fingers from her heat.

“Please” she begged, regretting the void he left.  She watched as he raised his fingers to his mouth and licked her juices from them. Her eyes were wide with yearning as she watched him relish the taste of her. Then her senses distorted when his hard cock pressed into her, filling her fully. Their breath hitched in unison and he stilled for a moment allowing both to grow accustomed to the pleasure. He watched her face and set a steady pace in and out of her. She had never experienced such desire. He tracked his tongue across her collarbone taking the opportunity to suck her warm flesh into his mouth. He lifted her thigh so he could drive deeper into her causing a loud moan to rise from Olivia. He felt his climax growing closer but didn’t know her body well enough yet to sense hers. He slowed his strokes to reach down to massage her clit again. He wanted to be sure her orgasm felt as amazing as she made him feel. He sensed her walls tensing around him and picked up his pace again. Olivia gripped his back digging her nails into him. Fitz thrust into her twice more before her orgasm peaked in a singeing explosion of pleasure.

“Olivia” he growled as he spilled into her.

            They lay panting in one another’s arms trading sweet kisses. She could hear his heartbeat as she lay on his strong chest. He traced his fingers over her back. After several minutes of silence Olivia spoke, “I guess I should go home, it’s getting late.”

“No Livvie,” he lifted her chin so he was looking in her eyes, “I want you to spend the night. I want to wake up with you.”

“I thought…” Olivia began, “I thought this was just….”

            Fitz sat up and looked down at Olivia, her dark curls flowing over the pillows beneath her, “Olivia, I don’t know what you’ve heard about me, though I can guess, but I want you to stay with me. I want the smell of you on me and my sheets. I want to watch you sleep next to me and drift off with you tangled around me.”

“Fitz…” she blushed.

“Say you’ll stay Olivia” he kissed her lips.

“I’ll stay”