Emma, it's bad form to tease." Killian pleaded through labored breath.
Emma had finally declared her love for him in front of Granny's as herself; no Dark Ones; no death threatening to separate them, just Emma. And now they were in their bedroom of their house. In THEIR bed. Emma straddling him, his erection straining against the tight confines of his black jeans.
"Hang in their Killian," Emma said in a sultry tone. Slowly unbuttoning her top, revealing a fire-engine-red laced bra that left little to the imagination.
Killian's eyes grew wide and he couldn't take it anymore, he had to have her. He grabbed her hips and flipped them over so that he was now on top. He sucked and nipped at her neck leaving marks and earning a hearty moan from Emma.
"Take it off Emma," Killian demanded. "Let me see you."
Emma unhooked her bra and it immediately hit the floor. Killian gazed for what seemed ages before he spoke.
"Emma, gods above, you are the most beautiful, and enticing woman in all the realms." He crashed his lips against hers and they both let out loud, needy moans.
Emma reached down and began to button his pants.
"Killian, I need you," Emma said between pants and hungry kisses. "I need to feel you. All of you. Inside me. Please." She was pleased with him now.
Killian quickly shed his pants and then used his hook to rip off Emma's red lace panties that matched her bra. He used his hand to trace along her stomach down to her core, stopping briefly to tease her clit before plunging his fingers deep inside of her. Emma cried out, biting her lip and squinting her brow. She arched her back as he pumped his finger in and out of her furiously. Using his thumb to stroke her throbbing nub, he curled his fingers inside her and slowed his pace.
"Killian, you need to stop, I want you to be inside me when I come." Emma sobbed out.
Killian obeyed and slipped his juicy fingers from inside her, licking them clean.
"Mmmm," the throaty moan he let out was almost enough to make her come right then and there. "You taste so sweet, love."
He grabbed her hips and thrust his generous length inside her, causing her to let out a scream of pleasure.
"Fuck me, Killian!" Emma cried out.
He thrust himself in and out of her sopping wet heat. The sounds of their pleasure filling the room along with the slapping of their perfectly molded bodies.
Stars shot behind both their eyes and cries of completion left them a tangled mess of limbs on the bed.
As they tried to catch their breath, only three words made it out of their mouths. I love you.