Inspired by a tweet Gaby (EvilParrilla) posted the other day. This one is all your fault, Gaby! All mistakes are my own. Enjoy!
Emma Swan exhaled sharply as she wriggled her toes in the soft sand on the beach. She could not for the life of her remember the last time she had taken a vacation, but it had been long overdue and the trip down to Jamaica was a treat to herself after a rather stressful end to her last semester in university.
Armed fresh with a degree in communications and journalism and several potential job prospects on the horizon when she returned to Boston, Emma was finally free of the endless hours of studying, the never-ending essays, and nerve-wracking exams She tugged on her oversized floppy white hat and smiled as she stared out over the ocean before she turned on her heels and walked over to the bar nestled on the busy, crowded beach just off the path that lead up to the small hotel she was staying in.
"Can I get a sunset, please?" Emma asked the bartender with a smile and he nodded, moving to fill the glass with ice before making the mix in a shaker. The bartender topped it off with a pineapple garnish and stuck in a straw. "Thanks."
Emma turned and looked out over the crowded beach and sipped her drink, taking in the subtle hints of fruit punch, lime, gin and vodka. She had immediately changed into her bathing suit and threw on a pair of shorts the moment she'd got to the room. She wasn't about to waste a single moment of her vacation and it was hot outside and the sun was already high in the sky.
There were a lot of older tourists lying on towels in the sand, enjoying the sun and the heat. Emma had ten glorious days to spend doing just that and she planned on spending as much time as she could on the beach and soaking up the hot Jamaican sun. She noticed many of the people on the beach were there with someone, whether it be friends, a boyfriend, girlfriend, or their family. Emma had made the trip alone and her roommate and best friend, Ruby Lucas, had to skip the trip because her grandmother had a heart attack two days before they had graduated.
Emma took another sip of her drink and her eyes landed on a woman lying on a towel not too far from where she was standing by the bar and it was plainly obvious that she was there alone. She wore a white bikini and had a matching flower tucked behind her right ear and her hair was dark and short. Emma leaned subtly to the side to get a better look at the woman and she watched with bated breath as the woman subtly leaned up on her elbows and glanced out over the water, a brilliant smile curling over her full red lips.
"Whatever you do, Ems, don't go falling in love with the first hot girl you see," Ruby teased as she drove Emma to the airport. "I'm serious, Emma."
"I know you are and I won't! Do you honestly think I'm going to meet some beautiful woman and fall in love with her? I'm only going to be there for ten days."
"Ten days is plenty of time for a vacation romance."
"Shut up, Ruby."
"I know you too well, Ems, and I know your weakness."
"Brunettes are not my weakness," Emma said with a shake of her head. "Ruby, I am not going down there just to hook up with some beautiful woman. I am going down there to—"
"Regroup, relax, drink, soak up the sun, and fuck the first woman you set your eyes on."
Emma shook her head as she recalled the conversation between her and Ruby in the car at three-thirty in the morning as they drove to the airport. Emma knew all too well what Ruby was getting at because in their freshman year, they'd driven up into Maine, to Portland, and spent spring break on the beach there with their friends they'd known since grade school. It was there that Emma had met, fallen in love, and had her heart broken in less than seven days by Lily Page, a beautiful brunette she'd met during a bonfire party on the beach the first night they were there.
Emma had spent months trying to forget what had happened that week and she had spent months moping about the apartment she shared just off campus with Ruby. She had vowed that it would never happen again, yet the following spring break they found themselves back at the very same beach and Emma had fallen back into Lily Page's bed before the first day was over.
It had been different that time because instead of Lily breaking her heart, they fell into a relationship they both struggled with due to the four hour drive they did back and forth from Portland to Boston every weekend. It lasted until Emma had started her senior year and she'd made the drive up to Portland to see her right before the semester started, the trip itself a surprise and one that ended with her heart utterly broken and her soul devastatingly crushed.
She had caught Lily in bed with another woman, a blonde-haired piece of trash she remembered seeing on their regular trips to the seaside diner for breakfast every other Sunday morning. Emma missed the first three days of the semester and spent every waking moment crying in bed while Ruby tried to console her. By the time she'd cried herself out, she vowed never to fall in love with a woman she met while on vacation or any other time for that matter.
Emma swallowed thickly before she sipped her drink, staring at the woman in the white bikini while she took a small trip down memory lane and a painful memory that served as nothing but a reminder to her that it was one thing to look and admire from afar, but it was a whole other story if she got too close.
She couldn't and wouldn't let this trip turn into another Lily Page romance situation. She wasn't there to find love, or even someone to take to bed for one night. She was there to regroup, to rest, to relax, and to soak up the sun.
Emma just couldn't tear her eyes away from the woman in the white bikini and she chewed at the tip of her straw when the woman stood up from her blanket and fixed her tiny bottoms that drew her eyes down to her firm, pliable ass. Emma quickly finished her drink as she watched her walk across the beach down towards the water and she turned to order herself another drink before looking back and finding the woman nowhere to be seen.
"Do you know where I can get one of those blankets?"
"Over at that cabana, love," the man replied with a thick accent and a smile as he pointed to the red and white striped cabana near the hotel's pool. "Take a stick. Place it in the sand upright and I'll bring you another drink."
"Thank you," Emma said and she picked up the colourful stick from the pile in a basket in front of the bar and headed over to the red and white striped cabana to get a blanket so she could lay out on the sand under the sun for a couple of hours.
It wasn't by choice that she ended up beside the beautiful brunette's blanket, there were literally no other open spaces as the beach continued to fill up with people returning from the hotel restaurant as the lunch hour ended. She hadn't even realized it was hers until she felt a few drops of water fall upon her skin and she opened her eyes, finding herself staring straight up at the beautiful brunette in the white bikini.
"Hi," Emma said shyly as she slid her sunglasses off.
"Hello," the woman replied curtly before laying back on her blanket and closed her eyes immediately.
Emma recognized her slight accent. "Are you from Boston by any chance?"
"Hmm?" The woman asked as she turned her head and opened her eyes. "Are you talking to me?"
"Yes," Emma smiled. "Well?"
"I am. And you?"
"Same."
"Wonderful," the woman scoffed and closed her eyes before turning her head back.
Emma frowned and put her sunglasses back on, hiding behind them as her eyes lingered over the tanned body next to her. The woman was definitely in good shape and lean and judging from the tone of her skin, it wasn't just tan from the sun either. Emma drank in every inch of her, from her lean but sculpted arms and legs, to her flat stomach and then her breasts that were barely encased in the strapless top she wore.
Emma knew she shouldn't stare, but the woman was gorgeous and it had been a while since she'd been with anyone, much less allowed herself to blatantly look at another woman in a hungrily lustful way.
She had to force those thoughts out of her mind. This was definitely not what she had come here for, to lust after some stranger who just happened to be from the same city as her. She didn't even know her name and after the way the woman had responded, it was unlikely that if she asked, she would tell her. Emma inhaled deeply a few times before finishing off her drink, stopping herself from reaching for the colourful stick next to her since she knew she needed to pace herself and not end up drunk before three in the afternoon on her first day.
Emma spent the next few hours laying in the sun and by the time five rolled around, she opened her eyes and found the beautiful brunette who had been beside her was gone, as was her blanket. The crowd on the beach had thinned out and Emma decided to head back to her room to shower before heading down to the restaurant for the dinner rush. She pulled her wet hair back into a loose bun before deciding on wearing the white sundress she had bought just for the trip and her flip-flops.
Of course the restaurant was packed despite the hotel being rather small, but there were also a few locals dining and she was informed by the hostess that there was a half an hour wait for a table if she was dining by herself and was escorted to the packed bar to wait. She sat down at the far end of the bar and the moment she did, she turned to the side and nearly laughed when she saw it was the woman in the white bikini.
Only now, of course, she was wearing a sleek and short black dress and heels. She wore a gold bangle bracelet on her left wrist and dangling gold earrings. In her hair, in place of the flower that had been there earlier, it was clipped back with a small gold hair clip to keep her short bangs from falling into her eyes.
"Hi," Emma smiled and this time she didn't sound as shy as she had the first time. "So we meet again."
"Yes, unfortunately, we do," she replied lowly and reached for the glass of red wine in front of her and took a sip. She sighed and turned to face Emma with a small frown falling into place. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be so rude," she said apologetically and she extended her right hand towards Emma. "I'm Regina."
"Emma."
"So, you're from Boston?" Regina asked once they had shook hands.
"Yeah," Emma nodded. "I actually just graduated."
"You look a little old to be a high school student."
"University," she laughed and she saw the faint smirk curl over Regina's red lips before she took another sip of her wine.
"I see," Regina said after a moment. "Let me guess, Harvard?"
"God no, I could never afford that! Boston U."
"Ah, a fellow Terrier! I graduated just last year myself. What did you study?"
"Communications and journalism. You?"
"Business."
Emma chuckled quietly. She should've seen that coming considering the way the woman spoke and carried herself. Emma motioned to the bartender and he made his way towards her.
"Could I get a Corona please?" Emma asked and he nodded, returning a few minutes later with a cold bottle of Corona with a lime wedge fixed on top. "Thank you," she smiled before popping the lime into the bottle and lifted it to her lips and took a sip. "First time here?"
"No," Regina said with a small shake of her head. "I make the trip down here every June, although this is my first time being here alone."
"Ah," Emma nodded and took another sip of her beer. "It's my first time."
"And how are you finding it so far?"
"It's pretty amazing," she chuckled. "And hot. Really hot."
"You're a little bit burnt, dear. You should be careful. The sun down here is far stronger than what your fair skin is used to."
Emma nodded, feeling her cheeks flush as she turned on the stool and sipped her beer. Regina was breathtaking, there was no doubt about that, and her voice was husky in a way that made her want to keep her talking just so she could listen to that husky burr in her voice for hours.
"Are you dining alone?" Regina asked in a move that took Emma by complete surprise. "Emma?"
"Huh? Oh uh, yeah, I am. Like you, I'm here alone."
"How about we see about getting a table for two? I'm certain we'll be seated far quicker that way."
"Okay, sure."
"That is, if you don't mind having dinner with me?"
"Not at all, Regina," Emma smiled, albeit a little too eagerly and she felt her heart skip a beat at the sound of Regina's laugh that slipped past her lips.
Emma slipped off the stool and followed her to where the hostess stood behind a small stand. Regina held her glass of wine in her left hand while she spoke with the woman, animatedly talking as she waved her hand back at Emma before the hostess checked the seating chart and gave her a small nod before leading the two of them through the crowded restaurant and to a table beside the windows that overlooked the beach.
Regina sat down first and gestured to Emma to take the seat in front of her at the small table. Emma took a sip of her beer before taking a seat across from the gorgeous brunette. She drank in the sight of her under the dim light of the restaurant and she was afforded with the chance to truly look at her. Regina's makeup was light, ruby red lips and black eyeliner, possibly mascara too but it was hard to tell in the dim light. When she smiled, the scar on her upper right lip deepened, but the imperfection made her look even more perfect than she already looked and Emma swallowed hard, knowing in that very moment that she was a lost cause when it came to beautiful women and falling in lust with them from the very first look.
While they looked over their menu's in silence and then ordered when a waiter came to their table ten minutes after they'd been seated, the silence between them began to feel awkward and Emma fidgeted with the cloth napkin she had already placed over her lap.
"Are you—"
"Do you—"
"I'm sorry," Emma stammered quietly.
"You go first," Regina replied with a soft smile.
"Are you married?" Emma asked, noticing the faint white line around her left ring finger. "Divorced?"
"Neither," Regina replied and she glanced down at her hand and let out a small laugh after she realized where that question had come from. "I never travel with my father's ring. People automatically assume I'm married when they see it, but that is no bother to me. It keeps off unwanted advances from men."
"Oh?"
Regina chuckled and licked over her lips slowly as she leaned forward. "If you must know," she said lowly. "I prefer women."
"You prefer women?" Emma repeated dumbly and she shook her head, feeling the blush on her cheeks grow and she was convinced she would spend the entire meal making a complete idiot out of herself.
"And you? Do you have someone special waiting for you back home in Boston, Emma?" Regina asked casually as she sat back in her chair and lifted her nearly empty glass of wine to her lips. "A boyfriend? A girlfriend, perhaps?"
"N—no, there isn't anyone special back home," Emma replied with a shake of her head. "There hasn't been for a while. I—I had a bad breakup before classes started at the end of the summer last year and I focused on my studies all year."
"I see."
"I—I prefer women too," Emma muttered under her breath and placed a hand on her burning hot cheek as she cast her eyes down to her lap.
"I know," Regina chuckled and she reached out for Emma's hand that was gripping on to her bottle of Corona. "I saw you staring at me while we were out on the beach this afternoon."
"I didn't mean to—"
"I didn't mind," Regina winked as she gave her hand a gentle squeeze and her fingers trailed over Emma's before she pulled it away slowly.
Emma smiled nervously. Regina was flirting with her. Flirting. With her! Emma lifted her bottle and downed the rest of her beer in one big sip and she nearly slammed the bottle down on the table when she saw Regina openly raking her eyes over her chest. The dress was cut low and she'd skipped a bra when she'd gotten dressed and now she worried if that was a good idea at all because her nipples were semi-erect in the somewhat cool, air-conditioned restaurant.
Emma licked over her suddenly dry lips and motioned to the waiter that she was ready for another drink. She knew she'd have to keep it to a two-drink minimum. Her tolerance for alcohol was definitely not up to par, not like it had been in her freshman year when she and Ruby went to every party on campus they'd been invited to. There was no way she was getting drunk with the beautiful brunette whose eyes were locked with hers the moment she turned to look back at her.
Beautiful, soulful, brown eyes Emma found herself becoming lost in within mere seconds. She cleared her throat and subtly crossed her arms on the table in an attempt to hide her breasts and her nipples that were now suddenly rock hard and it wasn't just from the air-conditioning either.
Regina raised a perfectly sculpted eyebrow, but said nothing as the waiter placed a cold bottle of Corona in front of Emma and filled up her wine glass. Emma continued to fidget with her cloth napkin and was grateful when their dinner finally arrived on the table.
They talked very little while they ate, Emma with her medium rare steak and salad on the side instead of the baked potato and Regina with her fish on a bed of white rice, rice she barely touched, and a salad similar to Emma's on the side. By the time they finished their meal, Regina was heading back to the bar to order another drink and Emma followed, but she declined the offer to join her for another drink.
"Thank you for having dinner with me," Emma said as she reached out and placed a hand on Regina's bare shoulder. "I'll see you around tomorrow maybe?"
"Of course," Regina smiled. "Good night, Emma."
"Yeah. Good night."
Emma made her way out of the restaurant, her heart racing wildly as she walked towards the elevator and waited. Once she was back in her room that overlooked the Caribbean Sea, she kicked off her flip-flips, stripped out of her dress and changed into the oversized t-shirt she normally wore to bed. She flopped down on the queen-sized mattress and reached for the phone on the little bedside table. After the front desk answered her call, she hung up and picked the phone back up, punching nine before dialling Ruby's number. She laid back on the bed and closed her eyes as she waited for her best friend to answer the call and all she saw beyond her closed eyelids was Regina's face, her dazzling smile and her beautiful brown eyes staring straight back at her.
"Hello?"
"Rubes, it's me," Emma said in a rush. "I think I'm in big trouble."
"Trouble? Ems, what are you talking about? Did something happen? You didn't smoke any reefer and landed yourself in a Jamaican jail now, did you?"
"No!" Emma groaned and she laid an arm over her eyes. "I met someone."
"You met someone? Already?"
"Ruby—"
"Is she hot?"
"She's drop dead gorgeous."
"And brunette," Ruby chuckled and Emma wished she was there with her so she could punch her in the shoulder for being right. "So, what is her name? Tell me everything, Ems. Everything."
Emma took a deep breath before she began to speak. "Her name is Regina…"
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Emma had spent a good hour on the phone with Ruby, talking about Regina for the first half hour and then telling her all about the hotel and the beach for the last half hour. She ended up going to sleep early and she woke up before the sun even began to peak over the horizon. She pulled on her bikini and her blue striped shorts. She skipped the hat and the tank top she'd pulled out of her suitcase and grabbed some socks and her running shoes.
After finding out from the front desk where the road out in front of the hotel led and finding out just how safe the little village it led to was, Emma took off, getting in her morning jog despite the fact that she was on vacation. She wasn't going to let that stop her from keeping herself in shape and she wanted to explore a little bit outside of the hotel's grounds before the streets grew busy with tourists and locals.
Despite the heat that hung in the air so early in the morning, there was a nice breeze coming off the water and she ran until her lungs burned and her body ached deliciously. After a quick exploration around the village, she stretched and jogged briskly back down the winding road to the hotel. She headed straight down to the beach, getting herself a blanket from the red and white striped cabana and found herself a nice spot not too far from the water, delighted to find the beach wasn't quite that busy just yet. She pulled off her shoes and her socks, stuffing them inside the shoes before she stripped out of her shorts and quickly made her way down to the water.
It was warm, but refreshing as she waded out until the water came up to her hips, the waves rolling in one after another, but not too high or too strong. She dove under the water and swam out a little further, stopping only when the sandbar did and she turned around and swam back to shore. The warm water not only felt refreshing, but it stripped the sweat she'd accumulated during her run and left her feeling less sticky and gross. She emerged from the water and headed for her blanket, not surprised in the least to find the gorgeous brunette spreading out her own blanket and wearing the same white bikini from the day before.
"Hi," Emma smiled as she clumsily flopped down on to the blanket.
"Good morning, Emma," Regina said in a rather cheerful tone and she sat down on her blanket and reached inside the bag she had near her side. She pulled out a bottle of sunscreen and handed it to Emma with a slight rise of an eyebrow. "You'll need this if you plan on laying out here for any period of time."
"Thanks," Emma said with a slight frown because she had forgotten to put some on before she went for her run and then again had forgotten to run up to her room to get the bottle she'd purchased in the airport because she had forgotten to pack the one she bought back in Boston two days ago.
Emma lathered herself in the sunscreen and she caught Regina staring at her every time she glanced over at her. With a titter, Regina motioned for Emma to lie on her stomach.
"I'll get your back for you, unless you find it strange to have a perfect stranger touching you?"
"No it—it's fine. I got the spray kind because well, it's be absolutely impossible for me to get my own back and everything and jesus!" Emma shrieked as Regina squirted the sunscreen directly on her back. "That's cold!"
Regina just chuckled and knelt beside her, smoothing her hands over Emma's back and spread the lotion generously and suspiciously taking her sweet time as well. Every time her fingers swept under the straps of Emma's bikini, she inhaled deeply and tried to clench her thighs together to stop the constant throbbing in her clit.
When Regina's fingers swept down to the small of her back, Emma couldn't hold back the moan that escaped past her lips and she blushed in embarrassment when Regina just chuckled and spread the sunscreen, her fingers dipping slightly into the top of her bikini bottoms.
"I—I think you got it all," Emma stammered as she began to push herself up from the blanket. "Thank you."
"It was my pleasure, Emma," Regina replied with a wink before she moved to lay down on her own blanket and closed her eyes as she turned her face up to the cloudless blue sky.
Emma lay baking under the sun, idly chatting with Regina over the course of the morning before her stomach began to growl and demand food since she'd skipped over breakfast without a second thought at the time. Regina invited her to dine with her and after Emma had ran up to her room to put on her white tank top and swap her shoes for her flip-flops, she found Regina waiting for her just outside the restaurant with a brilliant smile curling over her lips the moment her eyes caught sight of Emma once she'd stepped off the elevator.
Emma was definitely in trouble because the more time she spent with Regina, the more she wanted to get to know the gorgeous woman. She didn't want to fuck her, to have a vacation fling with someone who lived in the same city as her, no, what she wanted was something more. She was definitely in trouble all right.
"The hostess said the wait wouldn't be too long," Regina said quietly and Emma nodded, almost grateful for that on one hand and the other was a little bit sad they wouldn't get to spend more time together than what was necessary for lunch. "Come, let's get a drink while we wait."
"I thought you said it won't be too long?"
"Yes, but we can still get a drink while we wait, can't we?" Regina asked with a wink and grabbed a hold of Emma's hand and led her towards the bar. "Two waters, please. Bottled."
"Afraid to live a little and drink the water straight from the tap?" Emma chuckled as they took a seat side by side on the stools.
"I would not advise doing that," Regina replied with a slight roll of her eyes and then raised an eyebrow at her. "You have, haven't you?"
"God, no!" Emma laughed and she loved the way Regina smiled at her, a far cry from the scowl she'd had on her face when Emma first said hello to her the day before out on the beach. "I may look like an idiot, act like an idiot, but I'm certainly not an idiot."
"That remains to be proven, dear."
"Thanks," Emma laughed and Regina playfully bumped a shoulder against hers.
Lunch was a little bit more relaxed than dinner had been the night before. They were both becoming more at east around one another, both opening up, asking questions and answering with ease. Regina invited her to dinner that evening as well and after they had finished their meal, she invited Emma along on an excursion since she had an extra ticket.
Emma wanted to decline the offer, knowing how much the excursions were when she had booked her trip and declined to sign up for any of them. She had limited funds for the trip and the spending money she'd brought with her would be used on gifts to bring back for Ruby and several of their other friends. She wanted to decline the offer for a host of other reasons, but the words "no thank you" failed to come out as Regina excitedly took her hand and led her through the hotel to where a small group had gathered in the smaller lobby on the far end of the building.
"Where are we going?" Emma asked, standing closer to Regina as she clutched a little tighter on to her hand.
"Zip-lining," Regina grinned widely. "Are you up for that, Emma?"
She loved the way Regina said her name, drawing out the "A" a little each time. Emma inhaled sharply and nodded, never one to pass up an opportunity to try something new and exciting. While the guide went through the list, Emma sucked in a deep breath as he approached her and Regina.
"Regina Mills," she stated simply. "And Emma."
"Swan," she added with a small smile and felt Regina squeeze her hand. "I'm not on the list."
"She's using my guest ticket," Regina said and the man just looked at the two of them and glanced at their joined hands. He let out a grunt, checked her name off the list and moved on to the people standing beside them. "Swan?"
"Yeah."
"I like it," Regina smiled and winked before the other guide waved at the group to come outside and board the rickety old bus.
They ended up in the back of the bus, squished together on the small and hard seat. Regina had let go of her hand when they boarded the bus and Emma wanted to reach out and slip her hand into hers once more. She fidgeted with the hem of her shorts, finding them fraying slightly at the edges and frowned.
"How come you have two?" Emma asked as Regina casually placed her arm along the back of the seat just shy of Emma's shoulders. "Were you supposed to come here with someone?"
"Yes."
"Oh."
It was the one thing they hadn't brought up while they talked, at least Regina hadn't even though Emma explained that her roommate had to look after her grandmother as she recovered from a mild heart attack. Regina was tight lipped about any of her past relationships and Emma wasn't one to pry, especially not with a perfect stranger who was fast becoming a friend.
A friend she found herself thinking about in more than just a friendly manner most of the time.
"There was…someone for a while," Regina said quietly, so quietly over the chatter of excited people finding seats on the bus that Emma had to lean in close in order to hear her. "It was serious. We had been together since high school, but the passion, the fire that burned between us had fizzled over the years. After our last trip down here, we decided to end things."
"I'm sorry."
"I'm not," Regina replied and a smile curled over her lips as she turned to look at Emma. "I wouldn't have met you had I still been with her, would I?"
"I don't know?"
Regina laughed and placed her other hand on Emma's thigh that was pressed up against hers. "The answer is no, you and I would've never met. Danni and I used to stay in a different hotel a few miles north from here."
"Oh."
"Emma, I'm glad I met you even if our first meeting was less than impressionable for you," Regina said sincerely. "I was in a foul mood and I shouldn't have reacted that way."
"It's fine," Emma said and she managed a weak smile. "Really, it's fine. Look at us now, we're friends, right?"
"Friends?" Regina asked with a raised eyebrow. "Is that what we are?"
"Yes?"
"Are you always so uncertain, dear?"
"No?"
Regina laughed and gave her thigh a gentle squeeze, not moving her hand until the rickety old bus started up and took off with a jolt that made Emma second-guess her decision in agreeing to go along on this excursion with Regina Mills. The bus ride was long and left Emma feeling a little nauseous by the time it came to a sudden, jerky stop.
Regina was laughing at the look of horror on Emma's face and all Emma could do was scowl as they stood in the narrow aisle and waited to get off the bus. Regina moved closer behind her and Emma leaned back as her arms snaked around her hips and pulled her in close. The flirting could've been read one way or another, Emma deciding that perhaps Regina was just flirty by nature, but this was different, this was more than flirting. It was a sure sign and Emma wasn't sure what to make of it or of Regina Mills in that moment.
They finally made it off the bus and Emma's heart was racing for a grand total of three reasons. One, she had never been zip-lining in her life and seeing the platform they'd be on and the line that went through the jungle made her nervous already. Two, the bus ride had been an adventure in itself and she wasn't sure if she was willing to get back on to return to the hotel later. And three, Regina had barely moved from her side as they followed the large group to join the two guides who were already on the platform and shouting out instructions to the crowd.
Emma knew she most definitely needed to make another phone call to Ruby later because there was something definitely happening between her and Regina and she was absolutely terrified of finding out just what that was.
They were one of the last to approach the platform and the echoing sounds of the people going down the zip-line while screaming joyfully did not ease Emma's fears in the least. Regina's hand had found its way to the small of her back when about half of the crowd had gone down and by the time they were six people away from it being their turn, Regina's fingers had dipped under the hem of her tank top and were lightly stroking along her skin just above her shorts.
"Next!" The heavier set guide shouted and Regina playfully slapped Emma's ass and nudged her forward.
"Me?"
"Yes," Regina grinned. "You first. I'll be right behind you."
"Right," Emma muttered and she stepped into the harness the heavy-set guide helped her into and he tightened the straps before clicking her in to the flimsy looking rope attached to the line. "I don't know if I can do this."
"Don't be scared," the guide said with a smile. "It's perfectly safe. See?" He said, pointing down to the crowd that had already made it down that were watching and waiting. "Whenever you're ready, miss. Just remove your shoes first and hold on tightly. If you drop them, I'm afraid you won't get them back."
"Okay."
Emma bent over and removed her flip-flops and held them tightly in her hands as she inched towards the edge of the platform. She looked over her shoulder, surprised to find Regina just behind her with a smile curled over her lips.
"Are you going to go, Emma?"
"Yes?"
"Still uncertain?"
"Yes?" Emma squeaked out quietly. "I'm all for adventure and everything, but I'm not so sure I can do this."
"Don't look down," Regina whispered huskily into her ear before giving her a gentle little shove that caused her to lose her balance enough that she went flying over the edge.
Emma let out a scream in surprise and then fear and then in exhilaration as she soared over and then through the jungle. By the time she came to a quick stop at the end of the line, her heart was racing for a whole different reason and she waited for the guide there to unclip her before she removed the harness herself and turned to watch as Regina came soaring down the line with a huge smile on her face.
As soon as Regina was out of the harness, she let out a laugh that sent delicious shivers down Emma's spine and Regina flung an arm around her shoulders as they followed the crowd off the low platform and down to a similar bus that was waiting to take them to the next destination on their excursion.
"Wasn't that fun?"
"You pushed me!"
"But it was fun, wasn't it?" Regina asked and Emma rolled her eyes and shrugged, a move that elicited that amazing laugh past Regina's lips once more.
Yeah, Emma was definitely in trouble and she had that warm, yet sinking feeling that before the day was over, she would know what it was like to kiss those full red lips that couldn't seem to stop smiling at her.
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The never did make it to the next destination on the excursion. The bus broke down and while they waited for another, the clouds rolled in overhead and a storm broke out. By the time they made it back to the hotel, the storm had gotten worse and the quick dash from the rickety old bus to the lobby had left them both utterly drenched.
They were the last of the crowd to get on the elevator after waiting for it to return to the lobby. Thunder crashed loudly outside and Emma found herself staring at Regina, watching her as she looked out to the tall windows that led out to the pool area and watched the storm raging outside. Once they were inside the elevator, they both reached for the same button and Emma just laughed at the coincidence that they were staying on the same floor.
"Would you like to come for a drink?" Regina asked as the elevator came to a stop on the fifth floor. "I brought along some of my cider from home. I cannot quite go almost two weeks without it."
"Uh, okay?" Emma shrugged and Regina just smiled as she reached for her hand and tugged her down the opposite direction of Emma's room and they came to a stop at the last room at the end of the hallway. "Do you make it yourself? The cider?"
"Yes," Regina said with a nod as she pulled out her room key and slid it in the lock. "It's quite exquisite if I say so myself."
"I've never had it before."
"You're in for a treat," Regina winked as she stepped into the room and held the door open for Emma. Once inside, she shut the door and walked past Emma towards the small bar fridge that was nestled into the built in bookshelf along one wall. She pulled out a dark bottle and set it down on the coffee table with a small smile. Her room was far different than Emma's, with a small sitting area and the bedroom off to one side beyond a closed door. "Strip."
"What?"
"Your clothes are wet, Emma. I doubt the hotel would appreciate you sitting on the sofa in wet clothes."
"Right," Emma muttered as she pulled at her wet tank top before she peeled it off. Her shorts followed and she held her wet clothes in her hand as she slipped out of her flip-flops and watched Regina strip out of her own clothes.
"Here, I'll hang them in the bathroom so they'll dry a little quicker."
Emma just wordlessly handed over her wet clothes and as Regina walked away, she ran a hand over her bikini bottoms, finding them to be mostly dry, and she sat down on the sofa and fidgeted with her fingers as she waited for Regina to return. When Regina did return, Emma swallowed thickly as she watched her stroll across the living room towards her in just her little white bikini.
Regina grabbed two clear plastic cups that sat on the shelf just above the small fridge and she turned with a slight sway in her hips and placed them on the coffee table. She poured them each a glass of her homemade cider, smiling as she handed one to Emma before lifting the other into her hand and sitting on the sofa next to her.
"What do you think?" Regina asked the moment Emma had taken her first sip.
"It's…interesting."
"Interesting, hmm?"
"A good interesting," Emma chuckled and she took another sip, the second taste a little bit better than the first.
"Come," Regina said as she reached for Emma's hand. "Let's go watch the storm from the balcony."
"But it's raining."
"It's dry, see?" Regina said as she pulled Emma towards the sliding door and opened it quickly. "Don't you just love storms, Emma?"
"Yeah," she smiled as she followed Regina out onto the relatively dry balcony, the day almost as dark as night as darker clouds rolled in overhead. "I do."
Emma sipped her cider from her plastic glass as Regina's hand fell upon the small of her back, her tank top no longer affording the barrier that had been there before and a warm, delicious shiver rolled down her spine at Regina's warm, soft fingers along her skin.
Emma wasn't quite sure who made that first move, but one moment her eyes were focused on the storm as lightning crashed down over the water and the next she was staring into Regina's soulful brown eyes. Before she could even register the fact that they were just a hairsbreadth away, they were kissing, hard and deep, their cups of cider forgotten as they fell to the balcony floor and their hands reached out for one another.
Emma grunted as Regina pressed her up against the glass, her lips moving from her own and trailing hot, open mouthed kisses along her neck. The raging storm was quickly forgotten as Regina pushed the sliding door back open, her arms wrapping around Emma's body as their lips met once more. They stumbled back inside the room, hands grasping as they kissed with hot, wanton desire.
Emma's hands roamed over Regina's back, stopping as she reached her bikini top where it tied together in a neat knot and bow. Emma pulled back from Regina's lips, panting hard as she tugged gently. Regina moaned as she ran her hands over Emma's backside and pulled her against the thigh she slipped between her legs.
"Regina…"
"Do you want this?" Regina murmured and Emma nodded. "Do you want me?"
"Yes."
"Then take me," she said as her breath hitched in her chest. "Bedroom," she said before she crushed their lips together once more
Emma couldn't stop as they stumbled towards the door that led to the bedroom. She didn't want to stop, not when kissing her felt so damn good and so damn right. She felt that spark when they were kissing and it was unlike anything she had ever felt with anyone else before. Regina chuckled against her lips when Emma tugged on the tie on the back of her top and she pulled back, a lascivious smile curling over her full red lips.
Emma had always been a top in the bedroom, but she was getting the feeling from the way Regina was looking at her that it wouldn't quite be that way. Regina was powerful, demanding, and in control. She'd seen it in just the two days since she'd first seen her sunbathing in her little white bikini out on the beach. She'd seen it when they'd had dinner and she'd seen it throughout the day. Regina was a woman in charge and her confidence in herself showed in every last inch of her.
Emma would've never thought she'd have a chance with someone like Regina Mills, but with the way she was being devoured with those beautiful brown eyes as she was slowly backed up to the bed, she knew she definitely had a chance and she had to make sure that she didn't royally screw it up for herself.
With a grin, Emma pulled Regina flush against her body, kissing her with wild abandon as her fingers tugged at the bow and slid the knot undone. For a moment she could feel Regina's fingers trembling as she reached for the clasp that held her top together, but the moment it snapped free it was pulled from her body just as she let Regina's top fall to the floor at their feet. The moment Emma felt her bare breasts against her own, hard nipples sliding over her skin, she moaned and clutched on to Regina tighter as she turned her around slowly and lowered her down to the bed without breaking their kiss.
Emma straddled her hips and pulled back from her lips, sitting back on her haunches while breathing heavily as Regina's hands skimmed up her thighs, up over her abdomen and to her breasts, her thumbs rolling over her hard nipples as Emma drank in the sight of the gorgeous woman beneath her. Thunder crashed loudly outside, close enough to rattle the hotel, but neither were paying attention to the storm raging outside as they stared into one another's eyes, a storm of their own building rapidly.
Emma bit her bottom lip before dipping her head down and kissing Regina once more. She couldn't quite get enough of her, of the way she responded in earnest to her, and the way she tasted of cider and a hint of something peachy made her crave her so much more.
Regina was quick to roll them over and grinned as she pulled back from Emma's lips. Emma simply lay there as they were locked in another intense gaze for just a few lingering moments before Regina's lips were kissing along the column of her neck as her thigh slid between Emma's legs. Emma could feel her wetness seeping from her core as Regina pressed her firm thigh against her pussy almost erratically as her lips rained kisses along her neck.
With a soft moan, Emma raked her nails over Regina's shoulders and down her back. While things had felt like it had gone from zero to sixty out on the balcony, something deep down told her that the slow they had suddenly succumbed to would not last for much longer. Regina's teeth grazed over her pulse point and Emma moaned breathlessly as she rolled her hips upwards, seeing out more friction against her throbbing, aching clit.
Regina continued on her delicious descent down her body, each kiss lingering before placing another against her warm skin just below it. Emma wasn't used to things going so slowly, but with the constant rumble of pleasure that coursed through her body, she certainly didn't mind it at all.
Even over the roar of the rain as it picked up outside and pattered against the windows and the outside walls, Emma could hear Regina's breathy sighs and moans as she kissed over the top curve of her left breast and pulled the nipple in her mouth with her teeth. Emma threw her head back against the mattress, her hands falling from where they were still idly stroking over Regina's shoulders and back, and she gripped at the bed spread as Regina sucked harder.
Regina moved harder against Emma's right thigh as a hand snaked down her abdomen and she didn't hold back as she slipped her hand between Emma's legs, rubbing her roughly through her now damp bikini bottoms. Emma cried out loudly, her whole body reacting to Regina's fingers teasing her clit, only a thin barrier of fabric keeping her from touching her exactly where she needed to be touched. Emma moved a hand to the back of Regina's head and stroked her fingers through her soft, dark hair before sliding her hand to the nape of her neck and guiding her back up to her lips.
The kiss was quick to end and Regina leaned back and pulled her hand away from between Emma's legs. She smirked as Emma laid there, staring up at her, drinking in the sight of her as she moved her hands to the strings that tied her white bikini bottoms together on both hips. With a wiggle of her eyebrows and a lick over her lips, Regina pulled both strings and pulled her bottoms away with ease. Emma's breath hitched in her chest as the let her eyes roam freely over Regina's naked form. There was no denying the woman was gorgeous with the bikini on, but without it? Emma could hardly seem to form a coherent thought.
"Fuck," Emma murmured after Regina settled down on her thigh and she could feel just how truly wet and turned on she was.
Regina hummed in delight as Emma ran her hands up her smooth, tanned thighs. Her eyes went to the tiny strip of hair between her legs and she traced the edges of her thumbs over it. She bit her bottom lip as she slipped a single finger between Regina's folds, teasing it over her clit once, twice, and then a third time before Regina fell forward and crushed their lips together again.
Even on the bottom, Emma found a way to top Regina, yet in the short time she'd known the gorgeous woman, she knew not to underestimate her even for just a split second. Emma teased over her clit until she felt Regina's fingers sliding under her bikini bottoms, her short nails raking through her closely cropped hair before slipping through her folds with ease.
Regina bit her bottom lip as she moaned, wave after wave of pleasure coursing deliciously through her body as Emma's fingers teased her throbbing clit. When Regina rolled her hips down hard, trapping Emma's hand between her pussy and Emma's thigh, she eased a finger inside Regina's tight, clenching hole, obeying her unspoken demand.
Another wave of intoxicating pleasure coursed through her body when her mind briefly entertained the thought of her relinquishing complete and utter control to Regina, to be at her every whim, every desire, every wish, and every command.
Emma broke the kiss first that time, feeling so many different things all at once, but most of all she was overwhelmed with the feelings she was having for this perfect, gorgeous stranger she wasn't sure she would ever see after her vacation in Jamaica was over, even despite the fact they lived in the very same city back home.
Regina growled softly, drawing her mind right back to where she'd been before and she surged forward, kissing her with hungry and wanton desire. Thunder crashed louder outside, enough to rattle their bones. Emma used the temporary distraction of the storm to roll them over and she chuckled throatily at the look of surprise on Regina's face when she pulled back from her lips rather reluctantly. The move caused them both to lose the intimate contact, but Regina was quick to tug on the edges of Emma's bikini bottoms in an urgency that had Emma lifting herself up as Regina tugged them down and she practically stood on the bed, her feet braced on either side of Regina's hips, and she kicked them aside before lowering herself back down on top of her.
"Hi," Emma grinned, albeit a little shyly as Regina spread her legs and Emma settled down in between them.
"Hi yourself," Regina chuckled huskily. "You're beautiful."
"You're a goddess."
"I wouldn't go that far, dear."
"You are, you know?" Emma murmured and planted a soft kiss on her kiss-swollen lips. "A fucking goddess. Do you know the first thing I truly noticed once I walked out to the beach when I first got here?"
"Hmm?"
"You."
"Me?" Regina asked, feigning surprise as they began to grind against one another slowly. "And what was I doing that had you so enthralled by me?"
"Regina…maybe we should…save the pillow talk for after?" Emma groaned as she shifted her lower body until she could feel her clit sliding delectably against Regina's. A laugh rippled through Regina's body suddenly and she shook her head as she raised her hands to cup Emma's cheeks. "Fuck."
"I need to know," Regina murmured, her lips brushing against hers lightly. "What are you doing for the next eight days?"
"Hopefully you."
Another laugh rumbled past Regina's lips as she lifted her head to kiss Emma thoroughly. "I certainly would not object to that," she said and she pulled her in for another kiss, sliding her tongue past Emma's lips for a deep, passionate kiss that left Emma's whole body buzzing delightfully.
Regina's short, well-manicured nails dug into her ass as she pulled Emma harder and quicker against her. Emma reached down with her right hand and grasped at the back of Regina's thigh, pulling her harder against her as their lips met again without hesitation in a languid, sloppy kiss.
Emma could feel the deep burn of her orgasm building within her core and she didn't hold back, not as Regina grinded against her, pulling it out of her with every touch and every kiss.
It became somewhat of a power play after they both came the first time, Emma first and Regina so very close with her. Two tops in bed with a hunger to sate and there was zero disappointment as they rolled within the sheets, both eager to gain the upper hand, failing but winning all at once.
Emma relinquished in the fight for the top when Regina began to kiss and lick her way down her body. Emma squirmed beneath her and against the hot, agile tongue that brought forth pleasure Emma had only ever dreamt of feeling before. She was lost to the feel of Regina's lips and tongue upon her, lost in the way she hit every little sensitive spot that sent her reeling towards the edge.
Her back arched off the mattress the moment Regina's tongue laved over her sensitive, throbbing clit, and she grasped at the sheets, her nails digging in hard as Regina continue to lick over her clit relentlessly.
"Regina!" Emma cried out just as another crash of thunder shook through the air. Emma was teetering on the edge and she was desperate to taste the gorgeous brunette that was situated between her legs. "Regina…"
"Yes, darling?" Regina gasped as she leaned back just far enough to glance up at her, a titillating smile adorning her wet, full lips. She licked her again, causing Emma to jerk against the touch of her tongue against her clit.
"Turn around," Emma demanded breathlessly and she was breathlessly afforded with Regina swiftly moving her body until her wet cunt was mere inches away from Emma's face.
Emma felt more than intoxicated at the aroma that emanated off of Regina and she dipped her head forward as she grasped on to Regina's ass and pulled her down against her mouth, first breathing in the scent of her before licking the length of her hairless cunt.
Emma threw her head back hard against the mattress the moment Regina's tongue laved over her clit hungrily. Emma arched up against her hot, wet mouth before she pulled Regina down against her own mouth. Kissing her was delicious, but tasting her was on a whole different level. She could still taste the salty tang of the ocean on her skin, but mixed with the juices that were flowing from her freely, it created that perfect mixture she just couldn't get enough of.
Regina's whole body shuddered and the moan that slipped past her lips and vibrated along Emma's heated flesh pushed her over the edge. Emma's hips shook as her orgasm thundered through her body, but Regina didn't let up as she sucked over her hole, drawing out the shockwaves of pleasure.
She hooked an arm around Regina's thigh and deftly slipped her middle finger inside of her as her lips wrapped over her clit and sucked and teased it with the tip of her tongue. She could feel Regina's fingers languidly stroking over her cunt as she kissed along the inside of her thigh and moaned as Emma slid a second finger inside of her.
"Oh Emma," Regina murmured as she rocked back against Emma's fingers and mouth. Emma didn't let up, feeling her inner walls clenching tighter and tighter with every deep thrust of her fingers.
Regina came mere minutes after Emma's own orgasm finished fluttering throughout her entire body and she grasped on to Regina tightly as she kept her fingers buried to the first knuckle inside of her and pulled her mouth back from her clit, inhaling sharply and deeply as she struggled to catch her breath.
She slid her fingers out slowly and licked Regina's essence from them before licking over her wet pussy. She dipped her tongue inside her hole, tasting her once more before Regina lifted herself off of Emma and turned around slowly. She lay at her side, her fingers stroking over Emma's abdomen around her navel and she had the most brilliant smile curled over her lips.
From the moment their lips met once more, Emma knew that it would be impossible to keep from kissing Regina every chance that she got. She knew she was falling into an old habit, hard and fast, but in that very moment she didn't care. She didn't care because she felt completely sated. She didn't care because of the teasing way Regina nipped at her bottom lip before moving to lay on top of her. She didn't care because this woman seemed to have endless stamina and she certainly would do all she could to keep up.
"Will you have dinner with me tonight?" Regina whispered.
"Yes, if we ever leave this bed."
Regina laughed lowly and Emma bit her bottom lip to stifle the moan that still slipped out at the sound of Regina's laughter rumbling through her. Regina lifted a hand and stroked along Emma's jaw and moved up to push aside the few strands of hair that stuck to her sweaty forehead.
"I think we should shower," Regina said and Emma nodded all too quickly in agreement. "We'll shower and get dressed and head down to the restaurant for an early dinner. Hopefully we'll beat the rush and get a private table to ourselves tonight."
"Okay."
"I also want to go dancing tonight after we have dinner together," Regina continued. "With you as my date."
"Dancing?"
"Hmm."
"Where?"
"I know of a place. It's a nice little bar in a village not too far from here. You'll like it there," she replied with a smile. "Will you come dancing with me tonight, Emma?"
"I would love to, Regina."
Regina kissed her once more before sliding off the bed. She stretched out slowly and Emma turned to rake her eyes over her tanned, naked body. Regina glanced over her shoulder and smirked before making a come-hither motion that had Emma leaping out of bed and following her into the bathroom to shower. She wrapped her arms around Regina from behind as Regina fiddled with the knobs in the shower, adjusting it until the temperature was just right.
Emma's mind was suddenly reeling. What would happen after they were back in Boston? Sure, the city was big, but it wasn't as if they couldn't still continue to see one another. She wasn't sure how Regina felt about it seeing as they still barely knew one another. She did know one thing for sure and that was the fact that she wanted to see where things would go with Regina Mills beyond their vacation in Jamaica.
Emma wasn't about to make the same mistake she'd made with Lily the first time they'd met and had a whirlwind romance that ended when their week long vacation had. No, Emma was certain that this wasn't going to end that way…