THIS CHAPTER IS RATED M AND BE NICE, ITS MY FIRST TIME TRYING TO WRITE SMUT

The Aftermath

Oliver rushed Felicity straight back to the mansion and call Diggles on the way to meet them there. He was worried about if she was injured.

"Felicity, did Slade hurt you," Oliver asked as he carried her to sit her down on the gurney that they had all prepped and ready for her. Oliver looked all over her visible skin.

"Oliver, I am just fine just a few scratches, you got there just in time before he could slit my throat," she said with a slight hesitation. Oliver's face went beet red. He was livid,

"Diggles, get out NOW, I need to speak with Felicity alone please," he growled out. "And make sure you lock the door on your way out."

Diggles did as he was told, he left with out another word. Once Oliver knew that the door was closed and locked behind him, he looked back at Felicity, his eyes started to well up.

"Felicity, I thought I lost you," he replied as a single tear rolled down his cheek.

Felicity pulled Oliver into a tight hug and never intended on letting go any time soon. Oliver pulled away and looked at her with those loving eyes. The moment was electric. He pulled her into a searing kiss, catching her completely off guards. He pushed her against the desk while doing so.

Felicity broke away first for air, but Oliver was not done yet. Felicity saw the wild look in his eye. She immediately started to unbutton his shirt and claw at his muscular back, moaning in pleasure. Oliver ripped off her shirt and dove into kissing her shoulders, while his hands worked to undo her bra.

Unhooking it, her silky skin was all that Oliver could think about. He kissed ever inch of her chest, barely grazing her nipples. She arched and moaned in pleasure.

"You like that Felicity," he asked very gruffly. She shook her head in response. He continued to trail down her abdomen, with feather light kisses. He was at the edge of her panties. He looked at her, waiting for her response.

"Oliver, I am not ready for intercourse just yet," she muttered. But that did not stop Oliver, from kissing her inner thighs she continued to buck. She could feel the fire building in her belly, she knew that she was about to have a moment.

Oliver then decided to kiss her legs with the up most passion. This is what sent over the edge.

"OH GOD OLIVER, OH GOD," she cried out, as her whole body started to quiver. That moment was the best moment of her life.