Fighting for the Heart

Untitled Part 37

Oliver and Felicity walked into his apartment and both collapsed on the couch. He was exhausted from fighting and she was exhausted from worrying about him the whole time. She laid her head on his shoulder and their hands entwined as they both closed their eyes and sighed.

"You won." she said softly.

"I still cannot believe it. I thought he had me with that last hold." He said and ran a hand through his hair. "I literally could not breath."

She turned her head and looked at him. "I know. I was ready to run up there and shove him off of you."

He laughed at that visual and she smiled. "I would pay to see that." he said.

She sat up and took off her shoes and then straddled his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck. "You were magnificent." Her voice was a little deeper and husky and he lifted a brow at the sexy look she was leveling at him.

"Magnificent hu?" He settled his hands on her hips.

She leaned forward and kissed his cheek. "And sexy."

He closed his eyes as she kissed his other cheek. "And mesmerizing. I could not take my eyes off of you", she said.

Oliver's arms banded around her waist and he suddenly stood up. She quickly wrapped her legs around his waist as she looked at him in surprise. He turned and walked toward the bedroom and she gently kissed his neck and whispered, "Show off."

"I took a shower at the venue but I am thinking I need another shower." he said and set her feet down before he started stripping her clothes off of her. She laughed.

"If you are the one that needs a shower then why am I the one being stripped?"

"Because everything is better with a little naked Felicity." he grinned. Soon she was standing naked before him and he let his eyes drift over her before he started taking off his own clothes. She reached up and helped him remove his shirt and as he unbuttoned his pants and pushed them down, she turned and walked into the bathroom. Seeing her naked ass sashaying before him made his blood stir and when he heard the water turn on, he walked toward the bathroom and stood in the doorway for a moment. Oliver could see her through the glass of the shower and she was standing under the water, the hot liquid streaming down her beautiful body as the steam slowly wafted toward the ceiling.

He opened the glass door and stepped in and she turned and smiled up at him as he placed his hands around her waist. He always marveled at how tiny she was but also at just how perfectly they fit together.

She leaned up on her tip-toes and kissed him, letting her tongue linger along his bottom lip. He opened to her and she swept her tongue inside as he groaned at the feeling of her pressed so tightly to him. He would never get enough of that feeling. The warm water slowly flowed over them as their kissing intensified. Her hands slid down over his chest feeling each ridge and hollow as he kissed his way to her neck. She let her hands rest on his hips for a moment as his hands slid down and cupped her ass pulling her closer to him.

She moaned so sweetly and he wanted to hear it again so he tugged her hips toward his again and she moaned again. He moved his hands around and up and cupped her breasts and as they continued to kiss his hands kneaded them while his thumbs brushed over her hard nipples. She whimpered into the kiss and he did it again, loving every single sound she made.

She felt the hardness of his cock pressing into her stomach and she let her hand slide down to stroke him, the water making her hand glide effortlessly. She backed him up to the built-in bench and pressed down on his shoulders and he obediently sat as she moved onto his lap. She stayed on her knees and then reached down and gripped him before she slowly slid him deep inside.