It took a full minute before Felicity could tear her eyes away from the Jason's chiselled features and actually concentrate on forming sentences.

"You are the best $1500 I ever spent." Felicity murmered to herself. Well she never said they were good sentences! The fact that words were forming at all was a miracle.

Jason's self assured smirk let Felicity know that she had said that particular thought out loud and she blushed furiously, looking at his shoes.

"And you are easily the most beautiful job I've ever had." Jason said, lifting her chin so that she was forced to stare into those blue eyes. "It hardly seems like work."

Felicity tried to remind herself that he was a professional at being sincere, but there was a look in his eye that might have told her he was telling the truth.

"So... how does this work." Felicity asked with a small voice as nervousness overcame her again.

"Well that is the beauty of it... you are in charge." Jason said, taking hold of her hand which had a surprisingly calming effect.

"How about I get you another drink while you decide what's next?" Jason said, hailing down the barman and ordering her another glass of wine insisting that he paid for it himself.

"Thanks." Felicity said with a small smile, quickly taking a large, undignified gulp and hoping for some dutch courage.

"You're very welcome. So Felicity, tell me what it is you do." Jason asked conversationally, clearly trying to put her at ease.

"I'm the Vice President at Palmer Technologies and Head of the Research and Development division." Felicity recited though she always felt proud when she thought about her position in a Fortune 500 company at just 28 years old. If she had thought about it hard enough she might have realised that telling him all of that within ten seconds of meeting was probably a little much.

"Wow, that's impressive." Jason said truthfully.

"Thanks, I work hard." Felicity said with a smile. "Well too hard if you ask anyone else. Hell even my boss."

"It's important to enjoy ones work." Jason replied with a smirk and Felicity couldn't help but choke on her drink at his innuendo.

"Well you know, I have some friends." Felicity shrugged though she couldn't help chuckle dryly. "I know them from work of course but hey..."

"You just know what you want and what it takes to get it." Jason noted, trailing his hand gently up her arm. "Though I guess it could be lonely."

The minutes rolled by in a slightly awkward silence as Felicity drank her wine and Jason kept trailing his hand on her arm trying to calm her though it began to have to opposite effect.

"I'm so nervous." Felicity admitted in a rush. "I really have no idea of the protocols here."

Jason simply smiled warmly at her and she couldn't help return it.

"Well I could be subtle Felicity but you seem like a woman who values directness." Oliver said, leaning in closer. "So I'm going to tell you the protocol."

The way his voice dropped and he invaded her space which made a whole mess of nerve endings she forgot she even had tingle deliciously.

"We could stay here and I can order another glass of wine and you can tell me about your day or anything you want or..." Jason trailed off, leaning to whisper in her ear so she could feel his warm breath tickle her neck. "I can take you upstairs and make you scream so loud you forget about your day."

Felicity couldn't contain a moan at his words and the way he had run his hand up to gently massage her shoulder as he leaned into her.

"Option number two." Felicity blurted out as she left what remained in her wine glass and dragged him towards the elevators, vowing to leave her reservations in that bar. He was far to gorgeous and sweet for her to ruin it with second guessing and self-conscious worrying.

The second the elevator doors slid shut Jason's mouth descended on hers and he kissed her like she had never been kissed. Like she had never even dreamed of being kissed. Seriously, how was he that good?

She gave as good as she got, pressing her body against his and running her hands over his back, confirming everything she had thought about his physique. Felicity couldn't help but think to herself about how delicious this man was going to look naked.

Mercifully, Jason took Felicity's hints of rough hands and biting kisses and picked her up, only to slam her against the side of the elevator. It took him exactly five seconds of kissing to realise she was no shrinking violet and she liked to be manhandled. Felicity groaned as she felt all of him grind up against her, pressing her firmly to the elevator wall. She bucked furiously against his hips and was rewarded with a deep guttural growl from the back of his throat.

The elevator came to a stop on her floor and instead of allowing Felicity to walk he simply picked her up so her legs were still entwined around his waist.

"What number." He growled lowly, between kisses to her neck.

"718" Felicity breathed out and began digging through her clutch purse for the swipe card.

She twisted around in his arms when they came to the door and quickly swiped it through the reader and he quickly opened the door. Before Felicity even knew what was happening, they were inside and she was being pressed into the closed door.

"Oh, god." Felicity moaned as he bit her shoulder firm enough to make her shiver, but not hard enough to mark her. How the hell did this man she had met mere minutes ago already know every single one of her spots.

Felicity quickly decided that they were both wearing entirely too much clothing and clawed desperately at his tie, yanking it off and throwing it away. She quickly began unbuttoning his white dress shirt, though she had to remind herself at every button that they both had to leave this room in the clothes they were wearing so she couldn't rip it. It took all her concentration and self restraint but finally the shirt joined his tie on the floor.

Dear god, was she right. Because he was still pressed so firmly against her, she felt rather than saw his defined abs that gave way to that heavenly v at his hips that invited her hands to travel further south.

"God, you're hot." Felicity moaned, again not realising she had said it aloud until she heard his smug laugh.

"Not so bad yourself but you are overdressed." Jason ground out as he ground his hips firmly against hers.

Jason quickly tore off her identifying scarf so that he had unrestricted access to the neck and shoulders that seem to have him so captivated. He wrapped his hands around her ass so he could carry her quickly into the bedroom, toeing off his shoes and pulling down the zipper on the back of her dress as he went. He put her down on her feet right in front of the bed only long enough to peel of her tight designer dress before pushing her back onto the bed where she lay breathless in her matching black lace lingerie and her blonde hair fanned out over the duvet.

Jason quickly took of his pants and reached for her legs, trailing kisses down each one as he removed her heels though part of him desperately wanted to leave them on. Felicity couldn't contain a shudder that ran through her entire body any time his lips neared her upper thigh and he definitely noticed.

With a salacious grin he took hold of her thighs and roughly dragged her to the edge of the bed and quite literally kneeled before her. He peppered kisses lightly on her hips as his fingers began pulling at her panties, asking her for permission which she granted willingly when she raised her hips. He quickly discarded her panties and bra, leaving her sinfully naked under his gaze. He kissed roughly from her neck to her breast, laving them both with enough attention to have her panting desperately, before he moved further down. Felicity could feel her whole body coiling tight as she knew what was coming. She didn't even try to contain the breathy scream when he put his mouth where she desperately craved it.

If Felicity had been lucid enough to actually use her very capable brain she would have remembered at that very moment the time she had gone to see the city symphony orchestra. How she had watched with awe as the pianist's fingers had flown across the keys at inhuman speed, clearly demonstrating some sort of prodigy skill set. Jason was without a doubt, in that same class of prodigies. The way his lips and tongue moved across her was sinful and heavenly in all of the best ways.

He eventually added his fingers to the blessed combo, though she certainly hadn't needed them. She moaned loudly as she felt two strong and sure fingers curl up and stroke the exact spot that made her scream.

"Fuck! Jason!" She screamed out as she grasped his close cut har while whole body convulsed and her limbs felt blissfully heavy. She felt him slow his movements as she rode out her high though he never once stopped his divine rhythm.

Felicity had surprised even herself because though she was usually quite loud, her screams had always been profanity free.

"Oh god, that was amazing." Felicity moaned as the tingling in her limbs began to recede.

"Is amazing. I'm nowhere near done with you." Jason said with a smirk as he tore open a foil wrapper and rolled it's contents over his considerable length.

Ordinarily, Felicity might scoff if her bed partner said something so cocky and self assured but she knew with Jason, it was a promise.

He climbed up onto the bed and wrapped a strong arm around her so that he could bring her up so her head rested among the many pillows on the bed.

"You okay?" Jason asked, looking her straight in the eye and asking for her consent.

"God yes." Felicity moaned, urging him on.

Jason didn't need to be told twice and he gently thrust forwards as Felicity gasped in absolute pleasure. It had been way too long since she had felt that and if she was being completely honest, Jason made it feel especially good.

He began a firm and unhurried rhythm, engineered entirely for her pleasure though the breathy grunts coming from Jason indicated that it was mutally beneficial. Felicity barely heard him though over the blinding pleasure that was short-circuiting every single one of her senses. He was everywhere all at once; kissing her, running his hand up her side, grasping one thigh over her hip. His hands and lips never stopped moving, seeking out her favourite spots as he thrust into her.

She had never been in bed with someone so utterly selfless. Every single thing he was doing was to make her feel good though it was obvious that he took pleasure from her own. While it had been so long that any kind have sex would have been great, Felicity couldn't help but relish in the fact that she was being completely taken care of, in every sense. Not to mention the fact that the look of pleasure on Jason's face only spurred her on.

She felt her second climax building slowly and then all at once as it again claimed her body with one low breathy moan as Jason growled into her ear. It was clear from his steady movements thought that he was definitely following through on his earlier promise.

After the trembling had subsided, Jason gripped her body tightly and rolled them over so she was straddling her hips and complete control. He had waited until she was completely at ease and comfortable before giving her free reign and she was thankful. She also certainly wasn't going to waste it. She ground down on him with reckless abandon, throwing her head back as she rode him hard. Her hair grazed Jason's hands where he was tightly gripping her waist.

Felicity let her hands fall down to rest on his broad, toned chest. She watched as his complete control began to slip as she focused her efforts on his pleasure. He had more than taken care of her and she wanted to return the favour even though she knew she didn't have to. Maybe that was why she wanted to though; she had no obligation to reciprocate other than she wanted to she this gorgeous man fall to peices beneath her. Boy was it fun to watch his brow knit together as he groaned loader than before, his hands gripping her hips a little bit more desperately than he had.

She felt another climax building low in her belly as she watched his breathing become as erratic as the movements of his heaps beneath her. She leveled his gaze and held it as she slipped her hand down beneath them, teasing herself so that she could catch up. Jason became completely preoccupied was the movemetns of her hand until Felicity's moans took on a now familiar pitch and he looked up to meet her eyes just as she fell apart, more completely that the last two times. Her climax triggered his own and he couldn't help but growl her name as she moaned a string of breathy "Jasons".

They rode out their high before Felicity collapsed in an exhausted heap on his chest, still straddling him.

"That was..." She sighed but Jason beat her to it.

"Incredible." Jason finished with tone that approached awed.

He hated the cliche of it but Felicity was unlike any woman he had ever been with. She was beautiful and sexy of course but there was an intelligence and spirit that outshone mere beauty. She was pure light and he was still a still a little shell shocked. Hell it probably also had something to do with the fact that he was still recovery from what had easily been the most intense orgasm of his life, let alone his... career.

"There is no way in hell we are only doing this once." Felicity babbled. "I want to do that again. Over and over again."

"Happy to oblige." he said with a grin. "Though there is one thing."

"What's that?" Felicity asked, lifting her head to look at him.

"If I'm going to make you scream my name over and over again. I want it to be my name." he said, suprising even himself.

Felicity had assumed that Jason may not have been his real name but she knew better than to question it.

"I'm Oliver." He said for the first time ever to one of his clients. "Oliver Queen."

"What you are, Oliver Queen, is a sex god." Felicity laughed, not knowing quite to make of the fact that he clearly didn't often share his real name with clients.

They made small talk for a while longer and Felicity even ordered chocolate covered strawberries with a shrug and the justification of "When in Rome... or a you know, a 5 star suite with amazing room service."

Oliver watched as her plump, kiss-swollen lips covered the strawberries as she bit down. Oliver watched as though it was all happening in slow motion and he knew that he should leave.

"I should go, Felicity." He said softly as he tucked a curl behind her ear.

"Okay." Felicity answered with a smile and jumped off the dishevelled bed and smoothed down her bath robe. Oliver picked up his clothes from the bedroom and quickly pulled his pants back on though he had to search near the front door for his shirt and tie.

Felicity watched as he rolled the sleeves of his dress shirt up and decided to stuff his tie in his pocket. The dishevelled dress shirt made him look sinfully better than his well groomed tie from before, if that was even possible.

"Goodnight Felicity." He said, claiming her lips for another kiss before pulling away and opening the door.

"Bye Oliver." Felicity replied with a happy smile. "I'll see you soon."

That's all folks! I am resisting temptation and not making this into a multi-chapter fic that I will predictably never finish. You can all imagine the future sexy times and Oliver's impending career change.