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Twenty minutes later, Ray and Felicity had ice creams in their hands and were walking bare foot along the beach. It was dark outside and the moon reflected the water like a mirror. In the surface, Felicity could see the stars above perfectly. The air outside had gotten warmer too, but Ray still insisted on bringing the blanket to sit on for later. With the blanket folded over one shoulder, he watched as Felicity walked on the wet sand, cooling herself down. He bit into his ice cream.
"What did that thing do to you?" Felicity joked, he'd nearly finished his ice cream and they'd only unwrapped them five minutes ago.
"It's melting," he explained, "I didn't want to get it all over my hands."
"It tastes so good, I'd lick it off." Felicity said and bit her lip as soon as the words left her. "I mean, if that happened to me, I'd lick it off." She said, "Off my hands."
Ray nodded, trying not to look affected by what he'd just heard. Images of Felicity slowly sucking each finger clean made his lower half twitch. What was it about this girl that had him so intrigued?
The two of them walked in silence as they finished their ice creams and Ray watched from the corner of his eye as Felicity licked her own fingers. God, he wanted her. His eyes trailed from her fingers to her mouth and he noticed a small spot of ice cream at the corner of her plump lips.
"Here, Sloppy," He stopped and turned towards her, bringing his hand up to her face. He felt time stop as his finger brushed the corner of her mouth.
Felicity could hear herself breathing, her heart pounding and the blood rushing in her veins. She watched as he brought the thumb he'd used to wipe her mouth, to his own lips. She felt a spark shoot down and tickle her between her thighs and she stood there, her mouth open wide as Ray licked his lips, then a small wave washed over their feet and snapped their attention away.
"The water's nice." Felicity said and Ray looked at the subtle waves moving before his eyes.
"We should go for a swim." Ray suggested, "We can use the blanket to dry off." He watched as Felicity seemed to have some kind of internal battle with herself.
Do I take my dress off? She wondered nervously. If she wore it in the water, it would just stick to her anyway, but she didn't know if stripping off in front of Ray on their first date was a good idea.
"I don't have my swimming costume." Felicity looked to her hands, fidgeting with her dress.
"You don't need one." He said, "I'm going in in my briefs." Ray shrugged. "Come on, the waters warm." He coaxed her.
"Alright," She agreed, "But turn around," She ordered, her hands on his strong arms turning him away. When his back was to her she lifted her dress over her head and threw it on the dry sand further up shore.
Out of the corner of his eye, Ray saw Felicity's dress hit the ground and his mouth suddenly went dry. He heard her sink into the water and he waited until she called his name to turn back towards her. He'd never seen her look so beautiful, he loved the way her wet skin glistened in the water and the way her blue eyes reflected it like glass. He threw his blanket on the dry sand by Felicity's dress, peeled off his shirt and pants and stepped into the water.
Felicity was staring. He must have known how good he looked. To Felicity, he looked like a male model, his chest was sculpted and hair free and all she wanted to do was reach out and touch him.
Ray moved closer to Felicity, she was standing waist deep in the water. Her white bra showed off the round curves of her breasts and beads of water dripped down into her cleavage.
"You're stunning, Felicity." Ray murmured, stepping just one inch closer to her. "I don't know how you've remained single." He said then his eyes narrowed, "Wait, are you one of those crazy people they warned me about on the news?"
Felicity laughed, "My social life is pathetic, that's my excuse."
Ray smiled, "Yes, but how killer is your office?" He said, "Party animals don't get the corner office."
"I've got to say, it's nice not being in an office cubicle anymore."
Ray stepped one step closer to her, their bodies just centimetres apart, "You know what I love about your office?" He said and Felicity looked up at him as he reached for her arm. "I don't have to make excuses to visit Tech Village to see you."
She felt his hand run down her arm and he brought her hand up to his mouth and placed a soft kiss on the back. "Instead you just have to keep pretending to have computer problems so you can run across the hall." She smiled.
"We should have a system set up where you send me a virus, I let it get through my computer, I call you into my office and you spend the afternoon with me." He said, kissing her hand once more.
"I could schedule three viruses a day if you like, boss." She said, her voice hitching nervously. Ray watched her, his dark eyes hooded.
"You don't need to be nervous, Felicity." His other hand moved to her waist and pulled her towards him, "You've got nothing to be nervous about."
You're Ray Palmer, Felicity thought.
"I know I am," Ray said and Felicity's eyes widened.
"Did I just say that out loud?" She was mortified. She definitely had something to be nervous about considering she couldn't even control her mind from betraying her.
Ray nodded. "And, you're Felicity Smoak." He dropped the hand that held hers and placed it on her waist. He pulled her against himself, "And, I, Ray Palmer, think you're amazing."
Felicity's eyes were glued to his lips; she couldn't believe how lucky she was to be standing there, wrapped in Ray Palmer, a shirtless Ray Palmer.
"Are you having another mind-talk session in that head of yours?" Ray asked, his hand tucking her behind her ear, "I need to break up whatever internal conversation your having, so I can kiss you, okay?"
Felicity laughed nervously and nodded and the second her eyes met his lips again, he kissed her. It wasn't like their other kisses; they had time now and privacy that they didn't have before. Ray's tongue slipped between her soft parted lips and she whimpered as he pulled her body flush against his. His wet hands roamed her body, over her arms, down her back, to her hips and as he bent slightly, his hands circled around her thighs to pick her up.
Her legs were wrapped around him and she could feel her core heating, god, she wanted him. She tugged lightly at his hair and he pulled her bottom lip between his teeth and tugged. No one had ever kissed her like that.
He trailed warm kissed over her jaw and down her neck as he lowered her back into the water. Her soft skin tasted salty and sweet, he wanted more of her. His body wanted more of her, she had to have felt it, pressed up against him like that.
When her feet hit the sand, he looked at her. Her lips pink and swollen from kissing but he could tell her thirst wasn't quenched. His wasn't either. He turned her around by her hips, facing him away from her and he wrapped his arms around her stomach.
"Felicity," He whispered in her ear, "Is it bad that I don't want to stop at kissing?"
Felicity looked over her shoulder at him; she could feel his need pressed against her backside. "What do you want to do, Ray?" She asked, looking up at him through her thick lashes.
"I want to touch you," he said, one hand tightening on her belly and sending tingles down her spine. His other hand moved south, lightly trailing along the waistband of her panties. "Feel you."
Felicity let out a shaky breath. "You know," she turned towards him, "my mother would always tell me not to give too much away on the first date." She knew it was risky getting so close with Ray so fast, but her body was crying out for it.
"Your mother is a smart woman," Ray ran his finger tip from her panties and up to the underwire of her bra, "Any other time I'd tell you to listen to her." He said huskily.
"Any other time I'd listen to my head, rather than my body." Felicity whispered back and Ray drew in a breath. "You make my mind turn to mush, Palmer."
He leant down to kiss her once more when he heard someone whistle at them from the beach. They both looked to see a group of teenagers putting their bags down along with their beer. Ray looked back to Felicity, suddenly feeling protective. Even though they were just kids, they had camera phones and if one of them recognized him, Felicity would be plastered all over the papers in underwear only he was meant to see. He wasn't going to have it.
"We've got company." Ray sighed, his head dropping to meet her forehead in defeat. "Damn kids."
Felicity giggled, the need between the legs suddenly diminished by the thought of them not being completely alone to explore each other.
"We should get dry." Ray said, watching the beautiful blonde in his arms.
By the time Ray and Felicity had dressed and gotten back to his car, it was just past midnight and but the idea of sleeping after such an amazing night, seemed impossible. Ray pulled up at her apartment and opened her car door for her. He didn't know if she was going to invite him up to her apartment or not, but he knew things were moving at a rapid pace with her.
"Tonight was wonderful, Ray." Felicity said, turning towards him, her clothes stuck to her body from the water and her hair in a slightly frizzy state that actually suited her. "It was just what I needed."
Ray smiled, his hands in his pockets, unsure what to do with himself. "Me too."
She reached towards him, her hands skimming over his chest and up to his shoulders; she pulled him closer, her eyes on his lips, claiming the goodnight kiss he so wanted to give.
He met her soft lips easily and there was something lazy and comfortable about the kiss they shared. Like it felt completely normal to them, like they were already used to each other. His hands rested lightly on her waist as his head swooped in for another soft peck before pulling back. He opened his eyes, looking down at her swollen, pink lips. They way her waist fit his hands was perfect, like the ridges of her rib cage were moulded around his fingers.
"Goodnight, Ray." Felicity whispered, stepping back from him.
His hands dropped to his sides, "Goodnight," He smiled and watched her climb the stairs to her apartment door and head inside. When he saw her disappear down the hallway, he realised something that he wasn't sure he should feel good about.
He missed her already.