To Dance with a Prince

Untitled Part 12

Oliver took her hand and led her down the hall and opened the last door on the left. Felicity glanced around at the huge gym which was bigger than most apartment workout rooms and had pretty much every piece of exercise equipment in existence. She noticed a metal apparatus that looked like a giant gun rack with a bar across the bottom, back against the far corner and she walked up and crossed her arms over her chest looking up at it.

"What is this?" she glanced over her shoulder at Oliver.

"It's called a salmon ladder." Oliver walked over to her and casually placed his hand on the bar.

"How does it work?" She was truly curious. She had never seen anything like it.

Oliver grinned, "Are you just trying to get me out of my shirt?"

Felicity gave him a flirty look and then looked back at the ladder. "You do this shirtless?"

Oliver started unbuttoning his shirt, his eyes dark, intense and laser focused right on her. "I guess you will have to see." He shrugged out of his shirt and Felicity felt a familiar warmth surge between her legs when she looked at his chest. It was truly a work of art. "Remember what I told you earlier. Try to keep your hands to yourself."

Oliver toed off his shoes and then walked behind the rack and faced her with his hands on the bar. "Watch and learn beautiful." She watched as he hung from the bar and started to swing his body up into a chin up but when his muscles bunched on the second chin up and he threw his body up using his core to move the bar up to the next set of notches her ovaries went into overdrive. He did this repeatedly until the bar was at the top of the ladder and then started back down and she knew at that moment that him doing the salmon ladder would always be her favorite thing.

Felicity rubbed her neck and bit her bottom lip as her skin grew warm and her body started to ache. Jesus, that was the sexiest thing she had ever seen and a shirtless Oliver doing it, well that fell into the hot as fuck category. When he got to the bottom of the ladder and let his body drop to the floor, his feet planting with a resounding thud Felicity could not stop herself and before he could move she was plastering him back against the wall, her mouth devouring his with an intense kiss.

He stumbled back but caught his footing and soon they were kissing like they were both starving. Felicity's hands flew over his chest and he slid his hands down her thighs and back up under her dress. She gasped into their kiss when she felt his hand slide between her legs and he kissed down her neck and nipped her shoulder. Her hands quickly worked on his pants undoing the button and then the zipper and she pushed them down as his mouth took hers again. She slid her hand down and gripped him tight and Oliver's hands slipped into her hair as she slowly kissed down his chest.

"You said I had to keep my hands to myself, but you didn't say anything about my lips." She grinned as she worked her way down and soon her mouth was teasing him. She let her tongue swirl around his tip and she looked up to see him lean his head back with a groan. Her hands held his hips as she took him deeper and she whimpered when she heard him moan. Her mouth on him felt incredible and Oliver was finding it very difficult not to thrust his hips towards her mouth. She slid her lips back up and swirled her tongue over the tip once more before she slid him all way into her mouth. His hands found her hair and his breath was panting as she started to slide her mouth up and down from tip to base.

"Felicity." He whispered her name looking down on her kneeling before him. Just looking at her like that was enough to make him want to cum right then, but he finally pulled her lips off and dragged her up to kiss her again. Their lips and tongues danced frantically and then he was lifting her.

She pulled away from the kiss with a gasp and saw him looking at her with such intensity she thought she would combust.

"Place your hands on the bar and hold on." Oliver's voice was husky and sexy and Felicity lifted her hands and gripped the bar above her tightly. She felt Oliver's hand reach down and move between their bodies and she tried not to wiggle her hips when she felt him slide her panties to the side. He adjusted his grip and then he was sliding inside of her and she gripped the bar tightly as he stilled.