Back to normal with dl_greenarrow - Rated NC-17

[chloeas]

The gala and all that followed it had been a success, they had spent the past three days studying every angle of the case that they could, they had been so focused that the tension, make that sexual tension from earlier that night have been easily ignored

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[dl_greenarrow]

He groaned softly, instantly responding to the kiss and capturing her lips with his, his arms tightening around her more. He stumbled a little, bumping into the doorframe of his bedroom, then righting them, kicking the door shut behind him before carrying her to the bed and depositing her on it, lowering himself onto her without hesitation.

[chloeas]

Gasping, she clung to him as he laid her down, breaking the kiss and looking up at him with wide eyes and taking a deep breath.

[dl_greenarrow]

Oliver gazed down at her intently and offered her a smile. "You all right?"

[chloeas]

Chloe smirked a little and took another deep breath, "not yet." Moving her legs to either side of him, she reached down and pushed his jeans down as far as she could, eyes on his.

[dl_greenarrow]

"Have I mentioned I love the way you think?" he responded, sitting back on his heels and resting his hands on her hips for a moment before stripping her of the slacks she was wearing, tossing them to the floor and not giving a second thought to where they landed. He leaned down and pressed a kiss to her stomach, swirling his tongue around her belly button.

[chloeas]

She lifted her hips for him, smirking and raising her eyebrows a little then shuddering and not even noticing a moan escaped her at the feel of his tongue, it felt like everything he did just built her up more and more.

[dl_greenarrow]

He grinned at her reaction and did it again, trailing kisses up her abdomen and pausing momentarily at the bottom of her bra. "This needs to go," he murmured, sliding his hands beneath her and unhooking the clasp, meeting her eyes for a moment.

[chloeas]

Meeting his eyes, she took a deep breath, shifting a little to help him even as he face flushed as a small part of her brain realized that he was about to see her.

NC-17 from here, yes?

[dl_greenarrow]

He slid the material off her arms and tossed it to the floor, as well, lowering his lips to kiss her cheek softly, then her mouth. He shifted against her, their bodies flush together once more, although now much more intimately than they had been in the kitchen.

[chloeas]

Chloe gasped into his mouth, kissing him back and moaning when she wrapped her legs around him once again, feeling him against her even through their underwear.

[dl_greenarrow]

Oliver groaned softly at the feel of her beneath him. He broke their kiss and trailed his lips down her neck once more, then lower, pausing as he spotted a faint red scar just above her collarbone. He kissed it softly, sliding his tongue along it even as he slid a hand down to rest against her stomach for a moment before trailing lower, down to her thigh.

[chloeas]

She all but squirmed under him, trying to get more out of him, to get his hands where she wanted them to be, she ran her nails over down his back then hooked her thumbs on the elastic of his boxers, pushing them down.

[dl_greenarrow]

He chuckled softly against her skin. "Easy. We've got plenty of time," he murmured, lifting his head to look at her intently. He fully intended to take his time. They'd been hurtling toward this moment for weeks now, and he was damned sure going to make sure they both enjoyed it thoroughly. He slid his hand a little higher, cupping her through her underwear.

[chloeas]

Time, she didn't want time, she wanted to feel, and then she did, moaning and closing her eyes as he touched her.

It had been a long time. Years.

And the only person she had been like this with didn't have any clue how things worked, it had been painful and awkward all three times it had happened, and just one touch from Oliver already made her feel thousands of times better than she anyone else ever had before.

[dl_greenarrow]

His eyes darkened at her moan, at how responsive she was to such a simple touch. He couldn't remember the last time he'd been with someone so responsive, if he'd ever been.

He lowered his lips to her stomach again, kissing a trail up her body until he reached her breasts. His tongue darted out and circled her nipple even as his fingers continued to caress her lightly through her underwear.

[chloeas]

She slipped her fingers into his hair, holding on to it as her back arched at the feel of his tongue and his hands, any kind of self-consciousness issues about Oliver seeing her body completely forgotten as she closed her eyes, only paying attention to what he was doing to her.