Untitled Part 5

                                    

                                          
Felicity sucked on his thumb and Oliver felt the tug straight to his groin. He wanted to take things further but they pulled up in front of his penthouse. Stepping out of the car he held out his hand for her to take. This was it. This was the moment she either took his hand or walked away, but she found she didn't want to walk away. It didn't matter to her that they had only met a few days before. It didn't matter to her that this was their first date. Something was pulling her into his orbit and she was helpless to resist the pull.
                          
She placed her hand into his and he turned and led her into the building. He nodded to the doorman as they passed and stopped before a small elevator that said "Private". Oliver pulled out a key card and scanned it and the door slid noiselessly open.
                          
Felicity stepped inside, "I thought you lived at the Queen Mansion."
                          
As the doors slid closed behind them he turned and backed her up against the wall. "I keep this apartment as a place where I can get away." His eyes slid over her face and landed on her lips.
                          
Felicity felt her body leaning toward him, it was involuntary. "Where you can bring your women?" She tried not to sound spiteful.
                          
Oliver shifted closer to her, their bodies touching from chest to toes. "I have never brought a woman here." The doors slid open behind him and he took her hand and led her into his apartment. It was breathtaking. The high ceilings led to a wall of windows that looked out over Star City. There was a beautiful eat-in kitchen to the right and she saw a curving staircase to the left. The furnishings were modern and Felicity thought for a brief moment how the apartment looked like it should be gracing the front page of a magazine.
                          
Oliver watched as Felicity walked over to the windows, the lights of the city twinkling like a thousand diamonds.
                          
"You know I wanted to get my own place. My father told me that it was better if I lived at home for now. He said he needed me at home." Felicity's voice sounded she was far away in her thoughts. Oliver walked up behind her but did not touch her, yet. "He likes having me there for when his business associates come to the house. He says a pretty woman always makes business go better."
                          
Oliver's eyes hardened when he heard that. He had never done business with Noah Cutler but he had heard the rumors that he like to use his daughter to close a deal. How far had he taken that?
                          
Felicity turned to Oliver and stepped closer, her eyes showed pain and a desperate need that he could not quite understand. She ran her hands up the lapels of his suit and her hand grabbed his tie and tugged him closer to her. "Can you make me forget for tonight Oliver? Can you give me that dark need that you talked about."? Their lips were almost touching and Oliver resisted the urge to close the gap. Instead he took off his jacket and placed it over a nearby chair, his eyes not leaving Felicity. She stood still watching him and he tugged at his tie, pulling it loose before he placed it on the same chair. He had a dark, dangerous predatory gleam in his eye and Felicity felt a shiver of excitement course through her.
                          
He took her hand and tugged her to him causing her to fall against his chest and Felicity slid her hand up and around his neck and tugged him down kissing him. As their tongues danced Felicity felt that fire start in her core and spread throughout her body. He allowed her to move him back toward the couch and as he fell to the cushions, she crawled on to his lap. She kissed him deeply, darkly, with sexual need that was overwhelming her, and with her dress bunched up around the top of her thighs, she could feel him growing hard, long and hot beneath her center. Their position gave her the ache in her core that he had talked about earlier and she started to rub against him as they kissed with an intensity that was making her grow wetter by the second.
                          
Oliver's hands gripped her hips and he pushed up against her as she rocked. She was panting into their kiss and she couldn't handle the clothes. She needed to feel his skin against her hands. She unbuttoned his shirt almost tearing the buttons away, and as her palms touched his skin, she shuddered. He was hard and hot and smooth, and she raked her nails down his pecs causing him to gasp into the kiss. Soon they were both battling for control as his tongue deepened their kiss. He grabbed her hands and pulled them behind her back taking control of her movements as she rocked against him. She was so wet that she knew she must be getting the front of his pants soaked, but neither one cared. She broke their kiss and his lips moved down her neck and nipped at her shoulder as he bucked up against her.