To Dance with a Prince

Untitled Part 9

They stared at each other, both their hearts racing, the blood in their veins already on fire and they had not even touched. Oliver's eyes traveled over her and she felt his look as if he was physically touching her.

"I couldn't sleep", she said softly.

"Neither could I", he whispered as his eyes slid back up to meet hers.

"Is there something that you need?" Felicity asked as she stepped closer. She heard Oliver's breath catch and she stepped closer. "Something that you want?"

"You." It was one word. A simple word. But it made heat course through her veins and before she knew it, they were kissing. They didn't know who moved first, nor did they care and she pulled him into her room, closing the door behind him. Their kiss was needy, and hungry and sloppy, but as they tasted each other the heat within her veins turned to fire and she moaned against his lips.

"Stay with me Oliver." she whispered against his lips her hands around his neck, their bodies flush from chest to knee.

"I said I was going to take things slow, but god Felicity, I can't stay away from you." His admission whispered across her cheek as he kissed his way down her neck to her ear and she hissed when he nipped her earlobe. Oliver could feel his body responding to the feel of her and he pulled her hips closer. It had been so long since he had been with a woman and when she rolled her hips against his he groaned deep in his chest.

He turned them quickly and pressed her up against the door and Felicity felt a jolt of heat right between her legs. Their bodies were flush as he slipped a knee between her thighs and their kiss turned heated and soon, he was pulling her shirt up and over her head. His eyes darkened as he looked down at her chest and they both groaned as he pulled her chest flush to his and kissed along her collarbone. He slid his hands down and his fingers played with the elastic of her pants as they both strained to be closer.

She lifted her leg and placed it high on his and he growled when his hard erection was pressed so close to where he wanted it to be. His hand slid down and held her thigh as he pressed his hips against her causing her to moan. Her hands were everywhere touching every hard ridge, every muscled line and the slipped lower dancing along his stomach and making his abs jump under her touch.

Jesus, he had a beautiful chest and she wanted to touch and lick it until they both were squirming with need. She kissed down his chest and over his pecs and as she let her tongue trail along his skin, she felt him surge his hips against her again. She lowered her leg and using her hands undid his button and zipper before she slipped a hand inside to cup him. His hands immediately braced against the door by her head and when she felt just how hard and long he was she felt a wetness coat her thighs.

Feeling her small hand on him made him close his eyes in pleasure and Felicity lightly stroked him as her other hand went up around his neck. He knew if she continued touching him, he would not last and so he took the waist band of her pants and pushed them down. She stepped out of them and when he looked down and saw her naked below him his control completely vanished.

He pushed his pants down around his thighs and then picked her up pressing her into the door. She wrapped her legs around his waist and when she felt his hard erection pressing against her clit, she started to grind. He kissed her with hot wet kisses and then positioned her hips with his hands as he slowly slid inside of her. God it had been so long since he had been with anyone and the feel of her was almost overwhelming. He kissed and nipped with his teeth and shifted her slightly higher before he lowered her back down and started to thrust his hips.

Their moans and sighs filled the room, as did the sound of their skin meeting as he moved and Felicity gripped his hair tugging slightly as he buried his face in her neck and started working them toward release. The speed of his movements increased as the sounds of her pleasure ripping from her lips echoed in his ears and soon, he felt her body stiffen as she cried out and came. He felt her release washing over him and he could not hold back; with three hard thrusts he pushed deep and soon his body was releasing inside of her with an intensity that almost made him see stars.

She held onto him tightly, her legs lowering as she could not keep them up any longer and as his body slowly calmed, he leaned down and kissed her lips gently. They both gave a small laugh as they stayed flush against each other and then he pulled back and looked at her.

"That was worth the wait." he whispered and she smiled.

"Yes, it was." He pulled back and started to pull his pants up but she stopped him.

"Take them off and let's take a shower."

She didn't have to ask him twice.

***

They laid together in her bed a little later, their legs entwined her head on his chest and she softly drew patterns on his chest.

"How does a Prince get a chest like this?" She teased him as she let her fingers linger over every single ridge in his abs.

He chuckled, "I guess I was blessed with some good genes."

"Uh no. You don't get abs like this without some work." She grinned and kissed his pec.

"Tommy and I would work out when we were teenagers so we could get the girls. It was a habit that stuck." He smiled sheepishly. "Plus, it doesn't hurt having your own gym."

She laughed and gently rubbed her foot up and down his calve. "I do five sit ups and I am ready for ice cream."

"What's your favorite flavor?" he asked as his fingers played along her arm.

"Mint chocolate chip. Yours?" His touch was causing goose bumps to stand out upon her skin and she snuggled closer.

"Chocolate." He heard her scoff.

"How boring. Just chocolate? Not chocolate almond or chocolate peanut butter?" she teased.

"Nope, just plain chocolate. The Chef use to serve it to me as a little boy for dessert." He kissed her forehead.

"So that must mean that chocolate is your favorite milk shake." She nuzzled her cheek against his chest.

"Yep. Occasionally I will go out of the box and drink a strawberry." She pulled back and gave him a sly look.

"French fries or tator tots?", she asked.

"French fries.", he said.

"Hamburger or hot dog?", she asked.

"No question, hamburger of course."

"I'm suddenly starving." His chest rumbled with laughter as she sat up and stood, grabbing a t-shirt from her drawer, she put it one with some panties and then turned to see him leaning on one arm, his chest deliciously bare, a sheet covering his waist and he was just watching her.

"Well come on. It's time to raid the fridge." She walked over and took his hand and tugged him up from the bed. He groaned and then stood and pulled his pants back on and followed her down the hall to the kitchen.

As they emptied the fridge of left-overs he looked across the table at her. She had a smile on her face that rivaled the sun as she told him about the nights, she would watch movies and binge on Chinese food and ice cream, and he realized something.

For the first time in a very long time, he was happy.