Sorry that this chapter took so long. I rewrote it a few times before I decided I like this version. Thank you for your comments, likes and favorites. Enjoy!
Focus.
Focus.
Focus.
Do not look behind you and watch, no matter how fantastic the view would be. He cannot know that on a daily basis you fight the urge to climb him. Mmm...tear his shirt and pants off and have your way with him.
Felicity was strong. She'd been resisting the temptation that is Oliver Queen for two years. She was not going to break just because he was using the salmon ladder. Her hormones were not going to get the best of her, no matter how many grunts and moans she hears from him.
Determined, Felicity looked at the screens in front of her. She had important information to track. Distractions, even hot sweaty ones, couldn't overshadow their mission. They were steadily making their way through the list of names in Robert Queen's notebook and the Hood was beginning to be looked at as a hero rather than vigilante. Oliver patrolled almost every night, with backup from her and Diggle. They were busy and doing a lot of good. Allowing herself to give into her hormones may destroy the family dynamic they had.
A loud groan from Oliver did not help her resolve. She heard him land on the ground a few feet behind her. He was probably wiping his glistening chest with a towel and searching for a bottle of water. She looked over and saw the large bottle of water she placed there when he began exercising. Getting up from her desk, she grabbed the water and turned around.
Felicity bit her lip when she caught sight of Oliver. He was holding the ends of the towel around his neck. Sweat rolled down his chest. She was momentarily distracted by sweat that rolled beneath his pants. Even more so when she noticed the slight bulge. Startled she looked up and saw him looking at her.
"I...I got you some water," she explained. "It's not Evian, just plain spring water. I wasn't sure what you liked. If you want Evian, I'm sure you have a some upstairs. Why are people so obsessed with Evian water? Water is water right? I mean, we get naked and shower in it..."
Oliver's raised eyebrow made her realize what she said. "I...I didn't mean we as in me and you. In the shower. Naked." Did she really just say the word naked again? Could she be anymore obvious?
"I'm just going to zip my lips now before I embarrass myself even more," she told him. Pushing her glasses up, she walked over to him and handed him the bottle of water. "Here. Drink."
Instead of taking the water, he just looked at her. Had the whole naked shower thing finally reach beyond his comfort zone with her? As much as she wanted to see him naked in the shower, she didn't want to make him uncomfortable with her babbling.
She took in a deep breath, ready to apologize, when she got a whiff of him. Her brain short circuited and all she could think about was leaning forward and breathing in his scent. She could smell his cologne, sweat and some other scent that was purely Oliver Queen. If they were to ever make love, she would rub herself along his body just to imprint his scent all over her body.
Oliver stepped closer, crowding her personal space. Instead of stepping back, she looked up into his eyes. A gasp escaped her lips. He was looking at her like he wanted to devour her. Looking at her and demolishing the internal debates she had with herself just a minute ago. All she wanted to do at this moment was breach the small amount of space between them and kiss him.
He reached up and brushed her cheek with his hand. "Felicity, you confuse me."
A shiver ran down her spine at his touch. "You're not the first to tell me that."
His hand reached behind her and tugged her pony tail. "You make me want things that I can't have."
Felicity's heart rate accelerated. She bit her lower lip, which seemed to almost elicit a moan from Oliver. "What things?"
His hand brushes along her bottom lip, causing sparks to shoot through her body. "I want to bend you over your desk, hike your tight skirt up and sink into you."
Felicity stumbled at his words, her knees going weak. Oliver steadied her by wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her flush against his body. "I want to take you back to the shower, strip both our clothes off and make love to you against the shower wall."
His breath caressed her ear as he continued. "I want to kiss my way down your body until I reach your pussy and devour you."
She only had so much willpower and right now it was crumbling as he explicitly told her what he wanted to do to her. And she really wanted it all. Her mind and body were in total agreement. Her hormonal self that was jacked up with sexy thoughts, was doing cartwheels around the room. Her fist was pumped and she was screaming with joy. She was already ripping her own clothes off and sweeping every item off her desk.
Though them sleeping together would change things between them, her body was desperate to join itself with him. Instead of giving into the doubts and worries she had earlier, she grabbed him by his shirt and crushed her mouth against his.