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"I'm sure he'll be here any minute, Mr. Collins." Felicity reassured Ray's 11am appointment. She hadn't seen him since his first meeting this morning. If it ran over he would have messaged her, Mr. Collins was growing more and more impatient and so was the rest of the group waiting in the boardroom down the hall. Just as Felicity was about to call Ray for the third time she heard the sound of soft thuds moving behind her.

"Sorry, Mr. Collins." Ray said, his voice deep and sincere, "My last meeting ran late and you know how Jean is." He said and just like that, Mr. Collins had a smile on his face again. Jean was the company's legal advisor who took the scenic route when it came to getting a point across. She was the worst at telling jokes because by the time the punch line came around, there was no one left listening. "Right this way." He said and watched Felicity fall into step behind Mr. Collins. He pulled his eyes away from the curve of her backside and she turned to look at him, he cleared his throat and pretended he just hadn't been caught staring.

Ray watched as Mr. Collins made his presentation about the proposed Marketing ideas for Palmer Industries, but even though he looked interested, his mind only consisted of one thing. Felicity Smoak. He thought of the way she walked, the way she tapped away passionately at her keyboard. How she bit her lip when she was thinking too hard about something. He thought about how last night could have gone if they weren't interrupted and he found himself suddenly self conscious because of the dramatic tightening in his pants beneath the conference table.

Luckily for Ray, all eyes were on Mr. Collins as he concluded the presentation. Felicity had been watching Ray for the last few minutes, wondering what was wrong with him. He seemed uncomfortable for some reason but she didn't know why. She waited for Ray to thank Mr. Collins as the rest of the group started to pack up.

"Um, thank you, Mr. Collins." Felicity smiled warmly at the man, she gave Ray a cautious look and he seemed to snap back to reality, he leant over the tabel but didn't stand and shook hands with Mr. Collins.

"My assistant will get the contract drawn up, Mr. Collins." Ray said and Mr. Collins seemed to lighten up a little. "I'll give you a call when they're ready to be finalized."

And with that, the room cleared except for Ray and Felicity. She gathered her tablet and notes in her hands and walked around the table towards him. He didn't move to stand, or anything and she wanted to know what was wrong with him. It was starting to drive her nuts.

"Alright," She pulled out the chair beside him and sat down, sitting her tablet on the table, "What's with the look on your face?"

Ray's eyes widened. "What look?"

"You look uncomfortable, what is it?" She probed.

Ray brought his hands to his lap to cover the hard bulge in his pants; he couldn't walk around the office like that. His colleagues could not see him like that.

"Spill it, Palmer." She placed her hands on her hips and smirked in a way that really didn't help his situation.

He needed to tell Felicity, either that or she'd make him get up and it would be worse. "Um," He couldn't bring his eyes to meet hers, "I kinda have an issue."

"What," Felicity felt her heart pick up, she started to panic, was this about last night? Did Ray feel uncomfortable having a romantic connection to someone he worked with? Was he going to fire her? "Did I do something wrong?"

"No," Ray scoffed, "The opposite, actually." He kept his eyes on the table as he said the next sentence. "During the meeting, I was thinking about you and…" he let out a long breath, "I let my thoughts get the better of me." He could see by the look on Felicity's face that she didn't understand what he was telling her. "I couldn't get up in front of everyone." He said, hoping she would finally understand but she shook her head confusedly and Ray felt his patience thin. "Felicity, I have an erection."

Her jaw dropped and her eyes moved straight to his lap where his hands covered the bulge that had Ray so distraught. "Oh my god." She looked away nervously. She felt the blood crawling to her cheeks. "What are you going to do?"

He shook his head, "Maybe if you go get something heavy, bring it in here and then I can carry it out and pretend like I'm being helpful or something."

"No one will believe that." Felicity rolled her eyes, "I mean," She started, "Not that you're not helpful, I just mean that everyone will see me walk in with-" she flicked her hand in the air, "whatever it is."

Ray ran his hand over his face then looked at his watch. This meeting room wasn't going to be used for another hour, maybe Felicity could tell the office he took an early lunch and instead lock him in here to finish his business.

Felicity gasped, an idea rushing towards her, "What if I pull the fire alarm?"

But Ray shook his head, "That will waste too much time for the business, getting investors at the moment is hard enough as it is. People need to be focused, productivity needs to be up."

Felicity bit her lip, apart from fulfilling one of her sexual fantasies with Ray, she was out of ideas.

"Felicity," Ray said, giving her a strange look, "Um, how about you just, um," he looked away in embarrassment, "give me some privacy and I'll sort this out."

Felicity's cheeks were burning, not really because she was embarrassed that she was in this situation, but because she was turned on. Because Ray had gotten hard, just thinking about her.

"Ray," she looked at him, her mind buzzing with the thought of something happening right here in the conference room, it wasn't until she'd locked the door that she'd committed to the idea of what she was about to offer, "How about I sort it out for you." She turned the lock and walked towards him slowly, surprised by how smooth she sounded. She felt like a sex goddess and she never had before. Standing by his chair now, Felicity turned him towards her and rested both hands on the armrest giving Ray a fantastic view down her top. "How can I help?"

Ray felt his pants tighten even more, he'd never done anything apart from kiss in an office before, but the way Felicity made him feel had him ready to try anything. Besides, he couldn't walk around the office with a tent in his pants. He needed release and Felicity was offering to do that, but he didn't want to ruin what they had by having a quickie in his meeting room.

"Felicity, us doing that in here isn't right." He told her and she leant back. She felt her nerves creeping back in, "It's not that I don't want to do that with you, I just don't want you to feel like you have to do this."

She knew what he meant but the truth was, since she'd seen him so worked up these last few minutes, she wanted nothing more than to get a release of her own.

"Ray," She leant towards him once more, this time hitching one knee onto his seat and exposing just a little more of her leg to him. "I've never done this type of thing before, but you're not the only one that has pent up tension right now."

Ray watched her, waiting for her to continue. He couldn't believe what she was about to do. He placed his hands on either side of her thighs as she moved to straddle him, "Are you sure?" To be honest, he'd never been so excited for anything more than what was about to unfold. He didn't know Felicity had this side to her and it made him want her even more.

"Yes, Mr. Palmer, I'm sure." She giggled and leant down to kiss him, she had intended to kiss him softly at first but it was Ray who turned the tables on her. His fingers dug into her thighs as he picked her up and sat her on the conference table. She felt the cool surface of the marble surprise her and creep into her skin as she reached for his belt, but he swatted her hand away and shook his head.

"What type of man would I be if I didn't let ladies go first?" He asked, his hand swooping under her hair and tugging on it slightly to bring her mouth to his. His other hand moved over her knee and up her thigh, under the soft fabric of her dress.

She felt her pulse quicken when his hand reached the thin elastic of her panties, his other hand moved down and under her dress, tugging on the scrap of fabric that stood between her and her release. He pulled the sky blue lace panties down her legs and curled them into his hand. They were his now, she knew that by the way he held them. He pushed them into his pocket and just as she was about to spread her legs a little wider, he pushed them closed.

She looked up at him in confusion and slight frustration.

"Spin around," He whispered, turning her back to his chest. She felt his warm breath on her neck as he pressed soft kisses behind her ear, she'd definitely have to wipe this table down, she thought. She was so wet and if Ray didn't speed things up, she'd be coming in no time.

And it was just like Ray was listening to her thoughts, his hands brushed over her breasts, down her stomach and pushed open her legs. He pushed her dress up and ran one long finger over the small slit that yearned for release. He kissed her neck as he his finger over her sex once more, this time applying a little more pressure.

He heard her soft gasp and pushed himself against her back, trying to get some relief. He rubbed the nub at the peak of her sex and felt her relax into his chest like she was melting into him. She was so wet, so ready for him, he circled her clit once more and then slowly slipped one long finger inside of her.

"Ray," She gasped, her pelvis rocking against his hand while his other hand circled around her stomach and held her to him, "Oh," he watched her bite her lip as he increased his speed. Her head lulled back on his shoulder and he kissed her neck, taking advantage of the position he had her in.

"Do you want more, Felicity?" He whispered in her ear as he continued to pump his finger in and out of her. He heard her moan and watched as she nodded quickly, he knew any moment now she'd come, he could tell by the way her hands clenched the table as her writhing body reacted to his touch. He slipped another finger inside and changed his rhythm, curling his wrist more and going deeper. One of her hands snaked above her and around the back of his head as she rocked against his hand.

"Ray," She panted, "I'm gonna-" She sighed, letting the fireworks explode within her, letting herself feel the rush of her orgasm. He slowed his rhythm and slipped his fingers out of her, he brushed his soaked fingers over her heat and listened as her breathing slowed back to a steady pace. He knew that what ever she did to repay the favor would be quick now because he felt himself just about ready to follow Felicity into the wave of pleasure and release she'd felt.

He watched her curl her legs to one side and spin around to face him, his belt and fly were undone in seconds and she'd pushed herself off the table and nudged him back into his chair. She'd never done what she was about to do, not in an office, not anywhere, she'd never given a head job before. It wasn't because she didn't like the idea of it, she'd just never been in the position and thought the person she was with at that time deserved it. But Ray, on the other hand, had more than earned his prize. She sunk down to her knees and ran her hand over the bulge of his solid member, he was big, bigger than she expected.

He looked down at her with hooded eyes and watched as her hand disappeared inside his briefs. Her hands were warm, soft and fitted perfectly around him. With her other hand she pushed his briefs down to expose him and edged closer, looking through her thick long lashes as she licked the base and all the way up his shaft to his moist tip. Her tongue swirled around, collecting the wetness that had soaked through.

Her mouth was perfect, he thought, and he brushed her hair behind her ear so he could see her at work. She knew exactly what to do, the right pressure to apply, how deep to take him. He looked down at her with heavy eyes and covered her hand that rested on his thigh with his.

"Felicity," He moaned and she took his hand and rested it on the back of her head. She wanting him to guide her and felt himself build even more at her actions. He pulled her gently toward him and back, repeating the move again and again and pulling her harder each time and just as she'd taken him as deep as she could, he felt his release seep into her mouth and his body relaxed.

His juices were warm as they flowed down her throat and she pulled back, licking her lips. She'd actually enjoyed that probably more than he did, the feeling of having such a powerful man relying on her made her feel like the only woman in the world. It felt good.

Ray tucked himself back into his pants and buckled himself up, in less than thirty seconds he looked like the polished Ray Palmer that everyone knew, except the desire in his eyes was intense. He stood and reached for Felicity, taking her by her hips. Her dress was bunched around her upper thighs and Ray ran his hands over her upper legs to the edge of her dress and pulled it down slowly. He smoothed his hands over the soft fabric between his hands and her skin.

"There's a charity gala on tonight," he ran his hand down her arm, "Come with me?"

She nodded and smoothed her hair back into place, her hands shaking as she did so. Ray Palmer had an effect on her that she thought only Oliver would ever give her. She wondered if maybe Oliver had been right, maybe Ray was the man she needed.