Save Me

Untitled Part 14

"Oliver, we need talk and figure out what our next move is going to be." John looked at the two of them with concern. He did not want to interrupt their moment, but he also knew that they needed to figure out what they were going to do and how they were going to protect Felicity.

"I know we do John, but can we do this in the morning?"

John looked at Felicity, seeing her trembling and she had not taken her face away from Oliver's neck.

"Ok, but first thing." John gave them one last look as Oliver nodded.

Oliver picked Felicity up and looked at John and knowing what he was asking, John said, "Down the hall, second door on the left."

Oliver turned and walked down the hall. He wanted to be alone with Felicity. His disappearance and reappearance had triggered something within her and she could not stop shaking.

He walked into the room and kicked the door closed behind him with his foot. Sitting down on the bed, he gently moved his hands up and to her face.

"Look at me Felicity."

She slowly lifted her head and the tears shimmering in her eyes hit him in the gut. She gently touched his face where a bruise was starting to form, and her eyes traveled over his face and down to his lip where it was cut.

"David did this to you?"

"Only because I allowed him to. I had to let Slade take me to him, so I could get my hands on him. Unfortunately, Slade stopped me before I could do anything."

She leaned forward and kissed the side of his mouth and then let her lips trail up to the bruise on his cheek. Oliver's eyes closed at the touch of her lips. He was getting addicted to them and to her and as much as he wanted to put a stop to it, he knew it was like a train; he couldn't stop it if he tried.

Oliver pulled back and put his hands on her face holding her eyes with his, "I am going to get him Felicity, I promise you."

She leaned down and kissed him with a deep, dark sensual need. The feelings of helplessness she had felt while he was gone dissipated, and she stood and turned on his lap, settling back down so she was straddling him.

"You know I was more scared waiting to hear from you today than anytime David hit me."

Oliver looked at her in surprise. "What?"

She gently cupped his face, just as he had done hers, "Today, waiting to hear from you, wondering if you were ok. It scared me."

"I'm sorry." Oliver said the words softly. He was not use to apologizing, but for some reason the thought of making her worry, did not sit well with him.

"You don't have to apologize, you are here with me now."

"David is not going to give up Felicity."

"I don't want to think about this right now. I don't want to talk about him, all I want to do is concentrate on you." She kissed him again and the feel of her lips, the smell of her hair, the softness of her skin filled his senses. He had been with women in his life, but something about this woman drew him in and made him want something he always thought he could not have. Permanence, commitment, a family.

His hands slid up into her hair and when he angled her just right to deepen the kiss, she moaned that sweet sound that was like music to his ears. She moved her hands to his shoulders and then slid them around his neck as their mouths slid against each other sensually.

She pulled him as close to her as she could get, and he moaned as he felt her body against him. His hands were soon pulling her shirt over her head and threw it to the side as their mouths crashed back together and their passion took over.