A/N: Two updates in one day? Well aren't you all just lucky?

I couldn't leave it there knowing that I have a really horribly hectic week ahead of me at work and I know the next update will most likely not be until the weekend! So here you go. I am so nervous about posting this, so please be nice to me!

Chapter 7

Oliver led Felicity to the master bedroom, the walls were a maroon colour at the bottom and white at the top. On the middle against the back wall was a four poster bed, felicity couldn't take her eyes off of it. Images flooded her mind of being tied to each post and she shivered in anticipation against Oliver. As if he could read her mind, he let out a slight chuckle and held her hips back against him smiling. "They'll be time for that soon." He hummed and started to kiss against his neck. His lips felt so good against her skin that when she pulled away she felt a pang of disappointment run through her; oh how she desperate to feel those lips all over her body. "Face me." Oliver said his tone commanding and strong and Felicity turned on the spot, her eyes finding his straight away. "Are you going to be a good girl and do what I say?"

"Yes Sir." Felicity nodded.

"Undress yourself." Oliver hummed and he walked over to the bed and sat down, she turned so she was looking at him and he nodded his approval. Felicity unzipped the dress from the side slowly, she wanted to put on a show for Oliver but at the same time she wanted to be as naked as quickly as possible so that he would take her. The dress slipped from her body quickly, looking at her feet and stood in front of him, her breasts completely on show for him - her nipples pointed in arousal, the only clothing she wore were the red laced panties and her heels. Deciding the heels should be the next thing to go she stood out of them next, and looked up to see Oliver watching her every move. She could see just how much she turned him on through his jeans and she licked her lips. Oh how she wanted to taste him. She pushed her thumbs under the elastic of her panties and edges them down slowly, moaning so softly as her fingers grazed against herself. She was already wet and any little touch was like electricity running through her. Oliver let out his own moan once her clothes were completely removed and she stood naked and obedient in front of him; her hands behind her back waiting.

"You are beautiful." Oliver breathed. He stood up, standing directly in front of her - there wasn't a part of him that wasn't touching her. His clothed erection felt so good against her thigh and she wanted to push her hips to feel some sort of friction but she didn't want to risk being punished. Not yet. He moved so he was standing behind her, his hands firmly on her hips pulling her back against him, rocking against her ass making her moan more. "You do not come until I tell you." Oliver breathed in her ear, his teeth biting down against her sensitive skin.

"Yes sir." She panted more than said. Slowly, teasingly, his hands ran down her sides, nails scraping down against her belly making her buck back against him, she heard a little tut against her ear and she tried to stay still, but when his hands went lower, slowly teasing the area she wanted his hands most. She could feel his erection rubbing against her ass and she needed him inside of her.

Skimming his fingers against her lips, he couldn't believe how wet she was for him. Felicity was doing so well trying so hard to stay still, to be his good girl. Smiling into her neck, Oliver brushed a finger against her clit, loving the way her body pushed against his. "Still." Oliver growled in her ear. "Stay still or I will stop."

"Sorry Sir." Felicity breathed and pushed down on her feet harder, making herself balanced. She took a deep breath and whimpered as Oliver started to move his thumb in slow circles against her clit.

"That's it. You're doing well." Oliver hummed, his thumb continuing to tease her as his finger pushed into her slowly. "So tight, just for me." Oliver breathed as he worked his finger in and out of her so slowly. "Tell me how you feel."

"Good. So good. Please don't stop." Felicity whimpered, her toes were curled trying to keep herself on the carpet more, but her body had other ideas, she could feel her hips rocking forward, every time his finger would go a little deeper, crooking slightly. "Fuck." She whimpered, her nails digging into her skin - another anchor to try and keep herself still. Oliver hummed and slowly pulled his fingers away from her. Oliver watched her closely before bringing his finger to her mouth, instantly she wrapped her lips around it, moaning as she tasted the bitter taste of herself on his skin. Oliver watched the way his finger moved in and out of her pink lips and he pushed his finger a little deeper, wanting to see how much she could take, he was pleased to see there was little resistance. He pulled his finger out and pushed his lips back on hers, kissing her hard and fast, his tongue mapping out every inch of her mouth. His hands slid down her back to her ass down to her thighs, picking her up, her legs wrapped around his waist automatically and his hands held her up at her ass, kneading the soft flesh there loving the whimpers Felicity made.

"There are so many things that I want to do to you. That I will do to you. But right now…" Oliver turned her and pushed her down onto the bed. "I am going to fuck you." Felicity just nodded, her eyes captivated at the site of him taking off his clothes. Felicity knew he was muscled and toned and perfect, but seeing him now in all his glory. He was the beautiful one. Once all of his clothes were removed he moved forward and pressed himself between her legs and kissed her once again. Feeling him against her made her knees weak and she pushed her hips up more, determined to feel more of him, she wasn't surprised when Oliver pushed her back down. Pushing her legs apart, Oliver pulled her legs up so that he was positioned perfectly against him. "You ready?" Oliver whispered, one hand coming to her face and gently running her fingers down her cheek, making her purr against him, the other holding her hip, nails teasing her skin.

"Yes Sir." Felicity breathed. Oliver's eyes stayed fixed on hers as he lined himself up with her and pushed in slowly. "Oh…" Felicity gasped. Oliver felt so big against her, she could feel how tight she was as he pushed in and she bit her lip holding the whimpers in. It burned but it was such a good feeling, as Oliver started to push all the way in she found herself craving the burn.

"You are so tight. So wet." Oliver breathed and cupped her chin, holding her in place as his lips brushed against hers. Once he was fully sheathed inside of her, he stayed still for a few minutes, savouring the feeling of her warmth before his body needed him more and he started to rock into her, he was slow at fast, he wanted to make this last but every whimper, every moan that she made he realised that making it last would not be an option for either of them right now. They had 3 months at last to take their time, right now he needed her, he needed to feel his release with her. Gripping her hips tighter he started to thrust his hips harder and faster, every other thrust he was pushing against Felicity's sweet spot, loving the way she would moan his name every time he did so. Oliver knew when Felicity was close, her legs found their way around his waist and her nails were digging into his wrists so hard he thought he might be the one with bruises tomorrow.

"Oliver…" Felicity moaned, and Oliver pushed in harder cutting off what she was about to say.

"Remember what I said?" Oliver breathed, his thumb finding her clit and rubbed hard every time he pushed into her.

"Yes Sir." Felicity whimpered, her teeth biting into her bottom lip she was sure she should be tasting blood right now.

Oliver pushed in hard and fast a few more times, sweat glistening over them both, all that could be heard within the room was there moaning, and the sound of skin against skin. Felicity thought the sound was completely erotic. "Do you want to come?" Oliver breathed and pushed his hips in harder and Felicity nodded, she really couldn't speak right now. "I said." Oliver growled and pushed his hips harder, making sure he was to hit her spot at every thrust. "Do." Thrust. "You." Thrust. "Want." Thrust. "To." Kiss. "Come?" Kiss.

"Yes Sir!" Felicity shouted and Oliver smirked against her skin, biting against her collarbone, sucking a bruise against her perfect skin.

"Good girl." Oliver breathed, capturing her lips in a heated kiss once again. "Come for me Felicity." That was all it took for Felicity to explode, her orgasm making every bone in her body push upwards, her toes curling into the sheets, nails digging into his skin as her moans escaped her. Watching Felicity come, Oliver knew that sight would become his favourite thing in the world, something he would make sure he would get to see every day. Rising her through her orgasm, he waiting until she had come down from her high before he released inside of her.

"Such a good girl." Oliver breathed and stroked her hair softly. "Are you okay?"

"Mmm." Felicity nodded, quickly adding 'Sir' making Oliver chuckle.

"Get some sleep." Oliver whispered, tucking the sheets around her.

"You'll stay?" Felicity whispered, curling towards him.

"For a little while." Oliver nodded and laid beside her, he could see her hesitate and he pulled her closer so he was holding her. Something he wasn't used to doing - but he couldn't help it with Felicity. He needed to constantly feel her in his arms. "Get some sleep."

"Goodnight Oliver." Felicity whispered before sleep took her. Oliver watched her, his fingers gently stroking her blonde hair behind her ears before he fell asleep holding her.