All the Right Moves 8/10
Title: All the Right Moves
Author: ihearttvsnark
Chapter: 8/10
Fandom: Smallville
Pairing: Chloe Sullivan and Oliver Queen
Banners: geek_or_unique
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 10,399 (total)
Summary: This is the sequel to Everybody Loves M e. When Oliver returns from the other universe, he realizes that he wants the kind of life the other Oliver has. Chloe is determined to help him become the man she knows he’s capable of being, but it’s not an easy road for either one of them.
Previous Chapters: | One | Two | Three | Four | Five | Six | Seven |
Read Part 1 here
Chapter 8: Everybody Knows Where We’re Going
He held her gaze for a moment, searching her eyes before he lowered his head and kissed her again. Oliver had wanted Chloe for so long and he’d never really believed that she would look at him the same way. It wasn’t like he’d blamed her, considering the way he’d behaved over the years. But things were different now, he was different and he was determined to show her how he felt about her even if he didn’t think it was the right time to say the words.
His lips were moving slowly on hers and Chloe felt that familiar dreamlike feeling wash over her as she threaded her fingers through his hair and pulled him closer, sinking deeper into the couch cushions. She shifted beneath him, wrapping her leg around his hip and pressing herself tightly against him. Oliver groaned and she gently nipped at his bottom lip. Chloe could tell that he was still holding back and that wasn’t what she wanted. “I want you, Ollie,” she whispered between kisses.
“I want you too, Chloe,” Oliver replied, rubbing his nose against hers. “But not here,” he said as he got to his feet and held his hand out to her. Oliver was not about to let this happen between them for the first time on his couch. He thought they both deserved more than that after everything they had been through to get to that moment.
She could see the determination on his face so Chloe didn’t hesitate to give him her hand and let him pull her to her feet. As soon as she was standing in front of him, Oliver let go of her hand and wrapped his arm around her waist instead before he dipped his head and kissed her. The kiss started out slow and sensual like the kisses they’d been trading on the couch, but then Oliver’s hand was in her hair and he tilted her head back as his lips started moving hard and fast against hers.
Chloe moaned as she eagerly returned the kiss, gripping his shoulders for balance as his tongue swept into her mouth. All he was doing was kissing her and holding her against him and she already felt like her body was on fire. Chloe could only imagine what it was going to be like when he really touched her. The thought alone was enough to send a shudder down her spine.
Oliver broke the kiss, meeting her eyes for a moment before he took her hand and led her down the hall to his bedroom. He wasn’t really the candles and soft music type, but he used the dimmer switch to keep the lights low as they moved over the threshold. He couldn’t help the smirk that crossed his face when he saw Chloe discreetly trying to look around. “It’s okay if the décor is more interesting to you than I am at the moment. That’s not offensive,” he deadpanned.
Amused, Chloe rolled her eyes as she moved away from him to get a better look at his bedroom. She’d never been in this part of the penthouse before and she’d be lying if she said she hadn’t been curious. The room was tastefully decorated like the rest of the apartment and there wasn’t a lot of furniture aside from the king sized bed, two dressers, a nightstand and an overstuffed chair in the corner near the balcony doors. There was a bathroom to the right and another door on the left that she assumed was the closet.
She turned toward the dresser and noticed a few framed photographs placed there along with a bottle of cologne and a few other miscellaneous items. The pictures were of places, none of which she recognized, but each looked more gorgeous than the next. Chloe opened her mouth to ask Oliver about them, but he moved in behind her before she could, setting his hands on her hips and pulling her back against him as he dipped his head and kissed her neck. Chloe bit into her bottom lip, her eyes fluttering shut as she tilted her head to the side to give him better access.
“Is this your way of telling me the talking portion of the evening is over?” Chloe teased. She reached back and cupped his neck in her hand, massaging it softly as he continued to kiss hers. Chloe felt her heart starting to beat faster, anticipation coursing through her as arousal built up low in her belly. Even though she’d barely admitted it to herself, she’d been thinking about this moment for awhile now and part of her couldn’t believe it was actually happening.
“We can talk about anything you want to,” Oliver said. He raised his head and waited for her to open her eyes and meet his gaze in the mirror above the dresser. When she did, he slid his hands up over her stomach to her breasts, gently cupping them through her dress. “How about we start with how beautiful you are and how much I want you?” he suggested as he squeezed her breasts in his large hands, sending a fresh wave of arousal straight to her core.
Her heart was beating even faster now, the sound echoing loudly in her ears as she sucked in a sharp breath. Chloe stared at him in the mirror, the intense look in his dark eyes making her burn for him. She swallowed hard, attempting to find her voice as his thumbs brushed over her pebbled nipples. “I think in this case talking might be overrated,” she said.
“I think you might be right,” Oliver agreed. He removed his hands from her breasts and caught the zipper of her dress between his fingers. He lowered it slowly, his eyes still on hers. Oliver took the straps from her shoulders and lowered them as well, still watching Chloe’s face as he slipped the dress down her body until it was on the floor. He leaned into her, pressing light kisses across her shoulders before he turned her around to face him and then he let his gaze roam over her, his mouth going completely dry at the sight of her creamy skin covered only by two small scraps of lace.
Her natural instinct was to cover herself up and she probably would have if he hadn’t been holding onto her shoulders as his eyes trailed over her body. Chloe had never considered herself an overly sexual person; she didn’t go out of her way to highlight her curves or wear her makeup a certain way to make herself look like more than she was. She was just Chloe and that had always been fine, but the way Oliver looked at her made her feel incredibly special and desired.
“You’re gorgeous, Chloe,” Oliver told her as he stepped closer and tilted her chin up so he could kiss her again. His tongue teased the seam of her lips until she opened her mouth and let him deepen the kiss. When air started to become an issue, Oliver’s mouth moved down the column of her neck as she arched her back. He kissed his way across her collar bone and trailed his mouth into the valley between her breasts. Oliver undid the clasp of her bra and stepped back again so he could slide the garment down her shoulders.
Chloe was having a hard time breathing as his eyes darkened with lust. He started to reach for her again but she placed her hand on his chest and shook her head. Before Oliver had a chance to ask what was wrong, she reached for the hem of his shirt and slowly slid it up over his stomach and chest until Oliver took the hint and raised his arms so she could get it off of him completely. It was her turn to stare as she took in just how amazing his upper body was. She couldn’t resist running her hand across his chest, feeling the indentations of his muscles beneath her fingertips.
Oliver caught her hand and brought it to his mouth, keeping his eyes on hers as he ran his tongue over her wrist, sending another shudder down her spine. He pressed more kisses along her arm and up to her shoulder before he trailed his way down to her chest again. Oliver placed light kisses over the upper swells of her breasts and Chloe fought the urge to grab his head and drag his mouth to her aching nipple that was begging for his touch. Instead, she ran her hands over his back and shoulders, learning each dip and contour.
She gasped when he swirled his tongue over her nipple as he brought his hand up to her neglected breast, pinching the hard bud between his fingers as his mouth closed over her. The tiny bit of pain only fueled the pleasure he was bringing her and she forgot all about being subtle as she gripped his head in her hands and held him there. Oliver didn’t seem to mind as he suckled her, brushing his thumb against her other nipple as she let out a soft moan. He continued to lavish attention on her breasts, switching his mouth from one to the other. Chloe could feel a familiar ache building between her legs and she vaguely wondered if he could bring her to orgasm just from playing with her breasts.
He made her forget the thought entirely a moment later when he reached between her legs and cupped her sex through her panties. Chloe cried out, her hand tightening in his hair as she leaned back against the dresser so she wouldn’t fall down. “Oh God, Ollie,” she panted as she felt herself getting even wetter as he did it again.
Oliver groaned at the feeling of her juices dampening his fingers through the lace as he traced her slit. His cock throbbed, desperate to be inside her wet heat but he reminded himself that he wanted to savor every moment of this and make sure that she did too which meant he couldn’t just tear her panties off and bury himself deep inside her. Instead, he dropped to his knees in front of her, kissing his way down her stomach before swirling his tongue in her belly button. Chloe let out a noise that was somewhere between a gasp and a giggle and he looked up at her, amused as he met her eyes.
She swallowed hard when he hooked his fingers into her panties and slowly slid them down her legs. Chloe couldn’t help the nerves that seemed to spring up again. Even though she didn’t really want to think about it in that moment, she knew that Oliver was a lot more experienced at this than she was and the last thing she wanted to do was disappoint him. His mouth was moving along her inner thigh and Chloe was having a hard time catching her breath as she leaned back against the dresser. “Ollie,” she whispered, not quite sure what she was asking for, but knowing that she was already so close to the edge.
He ran his hands up her legs, caressing her smooth skin as he watched her. She was breathing hard, her breasts rising and falling and her face flushed with pleasure. Oliver traced her slit with his fingers again and she shuddered almost violently, reaching back with one hand to hold onto the dresser, her other hand still gripping his hair. Oliver placed both hands on her thighs and nudged her stance wider before he ran his tongue over her clit.
Chloe cried out, shuddering again as her entire body trembled. “Ollie, please,” she cried. Chloe was already so close she could practically taste the orgasm and she didn’t think she could handle it if he teased her. His tongue traced the bundle of nerves again as he slid two fingers into her body. She tightened her grip on his hair as her hips rocked against his hand.
“God, you’re so tight,” Oliver said as he increased the speed of his thrusts. She was so hot and wet and he could feel her inner muscles pulsating against his fingers. Oliver sucked her clit into his mouth as he thrust into her again, scissoring his fingers into her slick channel. Her walls clamped down around him and he looked up at her, wanting to watch her go over the edge.
His name tumbled from her lips as she let go; her body exploding around his fingers. Chloe closed her eyes, grateful that Oliver was holding onto her as she lost control, pleasure coursing through every part of her. He was still moving his fingers in and out of her, helping her ride out the orgasm as she cried out again and again. Breathing hard, Chloe stared down at Oliver as she tried to regain some control over her body.
Oliver kept his hand on her thigh as he pulled his fingers from her body, watching her as he brought them to his mouth and licked them clean. He got to his feet and kissed her hard, sliding his tongue into her mouth so she could taste herself on his. Chloe clung to him, pressing her breasts flush against his chest as she felt his erection hard against her stomach. Even as her insides pulsated with the aftershocks of her orgasm, she could already feel that throbbing building inside of her again at the thought of him filling her.
She let her hands slide down his stomach to his belt buckle and quickly undid it before moving to the zipper of his pants. Chloe lowered it and brushed her hand along his length through his boxers, making him jump. He caught her hand before she could do it again. “Ollie,” she protested.
“Someone is impatient,” Oliver teased as he led her across the room to his bed. He laid her back gently, shaking his head when she reached out for him. Chloe opened her mouth to protest again, but stopped when he stepped out of his pants and boxers in one swift movement. Her eyes widened and she swallowed hard again as she saw just how perfect he really was. His body looked like something out of a movie or on the cover of one of those romance novels that she would never actually read but had glanced at once or twice.
Oliver opened the nightstand and pulled out a condom before he joined her on the bed, balancing his weight on his arms as he hovered over her and kissed her again, drawing it out until they were both breathless. He met her eyes, wanting to make sure one last time that this was what she wanted. Chloe reached out and cupped his cheek, placed a soft kiss on his lips as she nodded her head. Her heart was beating too fast and all she could think about was how good it was going to feel to have him inside of her.
He used his teeth to open the foil package and quickly rolled it over himself. Oliver positioned his cock at her entrance, his eyes on hers as he slowly started to push into her body. She was tight and overly sensitive from the orgasm she’d just had, so he took his time, not wanting to hurt her. He didn’t move right away, reaching between them to rub her clit as he watched her suck in a sharp breath. “Chloe?” he asked uncertainly.
“I’m okay,” Chloe replied quickly. It had been a long time since she’d been with anyone and she couldn’t help the way her cheeks heated with embarrassment. She felt like she should apologize or something, but then Oliver lowered his head and sucked her nipple into his mouth as he continued to rub her clit. Chloe gasped; the sensations almost too much for her. She started to relax, forgetting about everything except how good he felt. Chloe wrapped her legs around his waist, drawing him further into her body, both of them groaning at the sensation.
“You feel incredible,” Oliver whispered as he started moving inside of her, keeping his thrusts slow, to give her body more time to get used to his presence. Chloe ran her fingernails over his back, her hips arching off the bed to meet his. She knew he was going slowly to make sure that he didn’t hurt her, but she needed more.
“Ollie, it’s okay. Please,” Chloe insisted as pressed kisses to his jaw. “I just want to feel you. Please,” she said again.
He nodded his head, giving her what she wanted as he started moving faster. Oliver gripped her thighs and moved her legs higher up his back as he pulled nearly all the way out of her body and slammed back into her again. Chloe cried out beneath him, arching her back as her hips lifted off the bed each time he thrust into her. Oliver could feel her muscles starting to tighten around him again and he rubbed his thumb over her clit, adding pressure each time he slammed into her.
“Come for me, Chloe,” he whispered. “I want to watch you fall apart for me. Let go,” Oliver urged as he moved even faster, wanting to make sure that she came again before he did. He could feel the familiar tingling at the base of his spine and each time her muscles tightened, he knew he wouldn’t be able to last much longer.
His words had her crying out and when he pressed down on her clit again, Chloe lost control. She practically shouted his name as she shuddered, waves of pleasure coursing through her. Every inch of her body felt like it was on fire and it was the best thing she’d ever felt in her life. Oliver was still moving inside of her and she felt him shudder above her before he let himself go.
Her name fell from his lips as his body exploded. Heat burned through every fiber of his being as he shuddered again, dropping his head to Chloe’s neck and pressing kisses to her damp skin as stars swam in front of his eyes. Breathing heavy, he clung to her as everything went out of his head except for how amazing it felt to finally be with the woman he loved.
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Chloe glanced at the clock, noting that it was still way too early to even think about getting up as she shifted in bed, moving closer to Oliver as he slept beside her. He hadn’t bothered to turn the lights completely off before they’d fallen asleep and she took advantage of that as she propped herself up on her elbow and watched him. Chloe couldn’t help the way her cheeks heated as she thought about everything they’d shared that night. There was a small part of her that still had a hard time believing all of this was real.
She couldn’t resist reaching out and tracing random patterns on his chest as she tried to figure out if he was awake or not. He answered her question a moment later when he brought his hand up to her cheek as he opened his eyes. “What’s on your mind, Chloe?” he asked; his voice hoarse from sleep.
“I think you might know me too well, Mr. Queen,” Chloe teased even as her heart warmed. It meant a lot to her that Oliver did know her so well and that he’d been paying attention all these years even though she hadn’t realized it. She chewed on her lip as she considered her question and whether or not she should just come right out and ask him. Chloe knew Oliver appreciated a direct approach and if there was ever a time to be honest, it was when they were lying in bed naked together.
“Is this what you had in mind for us all along? Not the part about you turning into a superhero or anything like that, but for the two of us to end up here, like this?” she asked. Chloe had always assumed that had been Oliver’s original motivation for helping her that night at the club and maybe even the reason he’d given her the job in the first place even though she knew that was probably a stretch.
Oliver looked at her for a moment as he slid his hand into her hair, brushing it back from her face. “At first,” he said. “I liked your spunk that night in the club and I would have been more than happy to bring you home with me if you would have agreed. I was still attracted to you once you started to work for me, but I meant it when I told you that I don’t get involved with employees. Or I didn’t then,” he joked as he ran his other hand over her bare back.
She shivered beneath his touch. “Hmm, we might need to revise that employee handbook,” Chloe teased as she pressed a kiss to his lips. “So you wanted to sleep with me when you met me but then you didn’t once you got to me until you did again and now here we are.” Chloe bit the inside of her cheek to keep from laughing.
“That’s very cute,” Oliver said. He knew she was teasing him, but since she’d brought it up, he wanted her to know the truth. “Yes, I wanted to sleep with you the night we met. I’ve continually wanted to sleep with you and now that I have, I absolutely want to do it on a regular basis.” He tugged on one of her curls, making her laugh. “But if you’re wondering when I started falling for you, it was about ten minutes after I met you.”
Chloe felt herself turning red. She wanted to roll her eyes and accuse him of exaggerating, but there was something about the way he was looking at her that made Chloe think he was be completely honest. “You always did treat me better than most people, but that wasn’t always saying much,” she pointed out.
“I know,” Oliver said quietly as he wound her hair around his finger. There had been times he’d been downright awful to Chloe and he knew that he was lucky she’d stayed with him as long as she had or he never would have had the chance to prove to her that there was more to him than the spoiled jackass he’d been for so long.
She pressed another kiss to his lips, this one lingering. Chloe hadn’t meant to make him feel bad and she wanted him to know that she wasn’t holding the past against him. He’d made mistakes, but he had changed and that was all that mattered to her. “Can I tell you a secret?” she asked as she ran her nails lightly over his chest.
Oliver raised an eyebrow. “This sounds serious,” he said. Oliver couldn’t really read the look on her face but it wasn’t like Chloe to ask him if it was all right to say something. She had always spoken freely around him. “You can tell me anything, Chloe,” he reminded her.
“Okay,” Chloe said. She hesitated for a moment and then decided she might as well be honest since he had been so open with her. “I liked you that first night in the club. I never would have admitted it and I never would have let anything happen between us, but there was something about you that I was drawn to and not just because you’re Oliver Queen.”
He grinned as he tightened his arms around her. “Good to know,” Oliver whispered, covering her mouth with his.
Nine.