Fighting for the Heart

Untitled Part 19

"Emily, what are you doing here?" Oliver asked, clearly exasperated. It was bad enough that she had worked with Tom to try to push a wedge between him and Felicity, but showing up here uninvited was over the line.

Emily sauntered over to him. She didn't think it was possible, but he looked even better than he had when she knew him. The t-shirt he was wearing accentuated his muscles nicely and her eyes devoured his chest.

"I was thinking about you the other night. How I never got over our night together." she said as she started to unbutton her coat. "Do you ever think about that night Oliver?" she asked as the coat slid to the floor and Emily was left standing in a red teddy that accentuated her curves nicely, all the way down to her high heeled pumps. And at one time he would not have hesitated to take what she was so very obviously offering. But not now. Not after Felicity. Now it just made him angry.

He picked up her coat and handed it to her, "Please put your coat back on. I am not interested and never have been. I am sorry if you feel you were slighted but I was at a low place in my life when we were together. I needed a distraction. What happened between us was a mistake." He was trying to be nice, but she was not making it easy.

She slid a finger seductively down between her breasts and a slow smile curved her lips. "Surely you don't mean that. Don't you remember how good we were. It was just one night but it was the best nights of my life."

Oliver sighed. He was going to have to be a little more direct. "I am currently in a relationship."

"So? That doesn't bother me. I can make you forget all about that sapid little blonde." she said with disdain.

He gave her an incredulous look, "Let me make something perfectly clear Emily. I do not want you. Do you honestly think I would be with you after what you did to Felicity?"

She rolled her eyes and made no move to put her coat back on. "Are you going to stand here and tell me that you would rather be with her than with me?" She stepped closer but Oliver made a deliberate move back from her.

"I am going to have to ask you to leave Emily. If I see you around here again or you go anywhere near Felicity, I will file a retraining order and make you wish you had never step foot in Starling." he said.

"Oliver. Come on." Emily said and made a move toward him.

"He said to leave bitch!" Felicity said from the hallway. She had stayed in the bedroom long enough and when she came out and heard Emily, she decided enough was enough.

She walked up and stood between Oliver and Emily and grabbing the woman's coat, she shoved it into her arms and pushed her toward the door.

"You have about two seconds to get the hell out or I will not hesitate to drag you out by your extensions." Felicity said, beyond angry.

Emily looked truly offended at the extensions comment and placing her arms in her coat, opened the door. Felicity was standing right there and as Emily turned back to her Felicity shoved her out the door and slammed it behind her locking the bolt. She stood there for a moment, her forehead leaning against the door, her anger slowly subsiding.

She turned and was suddenly pushed back against the door as Oliver's lips descended onto hers and his hands gripped her head. He kissed her hungrily and when they pulled away he whispered, "You jealous and possessive was hot as fuck."

Felicity tried to catch her breath, but he pressed his hips into hers and his eyes slid down her body. "I seem to recall saying I had some plans that involved you screaming my name." He said and claimed her lips again.

Felicity was still trembling from her confrontation with Emily but her trembling slowly turned to a burning heat and she quickly lifted the hem of his shirt, pushing it up over his head. He lifted his arms for her and their lips met again as she let her hands roam over his shoulders and down to his chest. As her fingers followed the dips and curves of his muscles his were sliding down her sides. They skimmed the sides of her breasts and she felt her nipples harden beneath his shirt. He slid his hands lower as their tongues tangled and dueled and when his hand moved down under the shirt and between her legs, she let out the softest of moans against his lips. He stilled when he realized she had no panties on and he groaned when he felt how wet and hot her body had become. He felt her hand slide down under his sweats and when he gripped him he almost lost it.