Hidden Chapter 14

Felicity pulled Oliver into her apartment, her hands never leaving the back of his neck. She knocked the apartment door closed with her foot and leaned up to Oliver to deepen their kiss further. Felicity felt a warmness throughout her, a powerful passion for this man.

Oliver's harms encircled Felicity's waist. He felt like he couldn't pull her close enough to satisfy his need. The logical reasoning for them staying apart was lost in their craving for each other. He found it difficult to remember a time when something felt so right.

Oliver let Felicity take the lead, not wanting to outstep her comfort zone. Felicity pushed his jacket from his shoulders. His arms felt empty for the few moments that it took to discard his jacket without her in them. Felicity took the seconds they were parted to shed herself of her own coat, her mouth never leaving his.

Oliver raised his hands to cup her face and run his thumbs along her cheekbones, angling himself so that he could fervently explore her mouth. Felicity used the opportunity of their change in position to run her hands under the hem of Oliver's T-shirt. The feel of his skin was as good as she remembered from their interrupted night in the basement a while previously. She mused to herself that the last time it was the Hood that she was making out with, now it was Oliver.

Oliver hummed into Felicity's mouth, her touch setting him on fire. Without words they seemed to know what each other wanted. Felicity tugged up Oliver's shirt and as much as he didn't want to break their embrace, he stepped back enough to allow her pull his shirt over his head.

Felicity put her two hands on Oliver's chest, caressing it gently, a perfect smile on her face. She bit lightly on her lower lip and Oliver took her cue. He pulled her and spun her slightly so that her back was against the wall. He moved his mouth to her neck and heard a throaty moan escape her lips. He moved towards her shoulder, the feel of her rubbing small circles on the back of his neck, turning him on further.

Felicity could feel his arousal pressed up against her. She took a second to relish in the fact that Oliver obviously feels the same way about her that she feels about him. She moved her hands down to suggestively play with his belt buckle. He took a step back to admire the stunning woman, standing panting in front of his, her head lolling against the wall. He thought he couldn't be more aroused until he saw her slowly slip her dress off her shoulders and let it pool at her feet. Underneath she wore black underwear with a little simple detail in the material.

She stood before him, her chest rising and falling. "Get rid of the pants Mr. Queen." Oliver liked this assertive side of Felicity and happily obliged. When they had shed themselves of their remaining clothes, the pair had ferocious sex against the wall of Felicity's hallway. It was fast and erotic, fulfilling their pent up desires for each other.

When Oliver made Felicity scream his name, her body spasming wildly, he carried her to her bedroom and laid next to her on her bed. He placed gentle kisses on her nose, along her collar bone, along her stomach and up her legs. Oliver took his time exploring every part of her, watching her squirm when he hit a particularly ticklish part.

They lay next to each other sharing gentle kisses until their spent bodies were awakened again. This time Oliver made slow, gentle love to Felicity. He took his time to learn what she liked, happy to watch her all night. He used his mouth and his hands to his advantage and Felicity came again, Oliver crying her name out soon after.

When their bodies could take no more, they lay curled up together, utterly satisfied. Oliver had slept with his fair share of women but they all paled in comparison to this experience. Felicity's legs wrapped around Oliver's body, fitting perfectly. He held her against his chest, curling her hair around his finger. They fell asleep together, satiated and exhausted.

Oliver woke several hours later. His usual initial thoughts each morning were that he still was on the Island and that when he opened his eyes, his return had just been a dream. When he woke that morning, he was so contented with the feel of Felicity's soft body next to him that he thought of nothing but her. She shifted slightly and he pulled her in closer, afraid that if he let go, that maybe she would disappear. Her golden locks flowed over her shoulders, smelling so beautiful that he was reminded his Grandmother's prize winning rose garden. He closed his eyes again, drifting off again.

Felicity woke soon after. She found that they had moved in their sleep and that they now lay on their sides, Oliver's arms around her waist, his face buried in her hair. She could feel his light breaths on the back of her neck. Her muscles ached, in a pleasurable way. She thought about the night she'd spend with the man she had desired ever since he had walked into her life. As much as it pained her to leave, she needed to use the bathroom to take out her contact lenses. She pulled out of the sleeping man's arms and off the edge of the bed, planting a kiss on his forehead before she left. She looked around the ground for some clothes but in the early morning light and having slept in her contacts, she was finding it hard.

A voice from the bed almost startled her. "If you're looking for clothes, I think we left a trail of destruction in your hallway." Felicity spun around, suddenly very aware of her naked form. "I don't think you really have anything to be shy about. I've pretty much seen you from every angle imaginable now."

A flush came to Felicity's cheeks. All that escaped her mouth was "Um…"

"And besides, you're stunning. I could watch you stand there all day." Felicity knew this wasn't a line as he looked at her with some genuine affection in that moment.

"Thank you. Give me five and I'll be back." Felicity padded to the bathroom, her modesty forgotten.

When she came back, she hopped up onto the bed. Oliver pulled her in close to him. They lay with their foreheads pressed together, soaking up the morning sunshine coming through the blinds, legs intertwined. A peace and calm surrounded them. They didn't need to say anything right now. They could work out the details later, but for now, they knew that this felt right.