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Introduction:

Entrapment: To catch or ensnare as if in a trap. To lure into danger, difficulty, or a compromising situation. I am definitely ensnared into a dangerously compromising situation. I am currently entrapped in a studio apartment on the 4th floor…no phones to call for help, no computer to contact anyone, the only door to enter or exit is currently jammed from the outside courtesy of my friends. Trapped in with the guy who I pushed away after he broke my heart…yet he doesn't understand what he did wrong. The gods were cruel when they made Killian Jones. His body just screams sex; I mean seriously he is so damn fine that you will have an orgasm if you stare at him for any length of time. When he is feeling flirty his very smooth husky Irish accent turns you into a puddle. The part where the gods were so cruel…well normally when he opens his mouth his arrogance extinguishes his sex appeal. Some women are willing to overlook his grueling behavior just to have that godlike body even if just for one night. I am not like those women, I have too much pride to be a panty dropping whore. He has broken many hearts in his own cruel way, he would flirt and get the woman all hot and bothered only to insult her leaving her hurt and stunned as he walks away. Why would someone put themselves through that agony? Why would I allow myself to fall for such a man? Well Killian is different with me…he sees me as a challenge that he has to conquer. He is the king of innuendos, who can't break past my barriers. As for why I like him…I have seen many sides of Killian that not too many people have seen. I can't help but to not want to let him win at whatever game he is playing. It's like a fire in me ignites whenever he is around.

I moved to Boston 2 months ago to start over, you know new place, new job, new friends…not that I have had any friends from the previous places I have been at. I, Emma Swan, am not a social butterfly. I rather stay to myself keeping everyone at a distance. When you're an orphan who has been used and abused, it is hard to trust people. I made the error of allowing myself to fall in love with a thief in Arizona, who tried to set me up with a crime he committed. We had just found out we were pregnant, as a way of celebrating the start of our little family, he runs out to get "supplies" to move somewhere new for a fresh start. That was a joke…our hotel room was stormed by the police. All the stress caused me to miscarry. After that incident I had hardened my heart refusing to allow anyone in. When I moved to Boston, it surprisingly didn't take me long to get a job. I work at a bar called the Wolf Pack. The owner is now one of my best friends who forcefully brought me into her circle of friends….including Killian. The first month almost month and a half, things were going great. Things changed about three weeks ago…which is where this story begins; leading me to the mess I am currently in.

Chapter 1:

*three weeks earlier*

"Emma, I am sorry to put this on you. Do you think you can lock up tonight?" A sick woman with long dark brown hair with red streaks stumbled up to the blonde hair woman behind the bar.

"What's the matter Ruby?" Emma asked in concern for her friend.

"Miss Swan, can't you see that she is sick?" Regina chimed in sipping her apple martini.

Emma shot Regina a glare, as Killian chuckled from beside Regina at the end of the bar. She looked sympathetically at Ruby, "Of course I can lock up. Go home and take care of yourself. Regina can take you home."

"I beg your pardon?" Regina growled.

"Do you want Ruby to catch pneumonia? I don't want her waiting for a bus in this storm." Emma stated pointing to the window showing the torrential downpour outside.

"Fine, if I end up sick you will regret it." Regina sneered finishing her drink ushering Ruby out of the bar.

"Well done love." Killian said with his usual sexy smirk. Emma quirked an eyebrow not sure where he was going with this; Killian chuckled adding, "You didn't have to make an excuse to get me alone."

"No one asked you to stay Jones. I was hoping that if I got Regina to leave you would follow right behind." Emma said turning away from Killian to fill a few more drinks.

The next two hours was utter chaos. There was a large bachelorette party of 30, 3 birthday celebrations, sailors on shore leave, crazy college students out for a good time, a group of bikers, and the usual Friday night patrons. Killian watched Emma flit around the bar in amazement. She remained in total control not letting anything get past her. She brushed off the drunks grabbing at her with ease. She was filling glasses as fast as she was cleaning them. He didn't understand how she was able to handle the work load.

Emma's stock of liquor was starting to get low, and was keeping a close eye on how much was in each bottle. She was going to have to run in the back to refresh her stock. Luckily Killian read her mind bringing up a box of all the liquor that was low. She gave him a grateful smile, not complaining when he offered to take half of the bar while she handled the other half. They moved around each other as if they were partners in a dance, aware of each other's movements like they have been doing this sort of thing for a very long time. To Emma's surprise, Killian didn't even flirt with the female patrons; he was strictly professional occasionally glancing over at Emma to make sure she was doing ok. The crowd finally died down a few minutes before two. Emma announced last call as Killian washed the dirty glasses after restocking the bar for the next day.

"Thank you for your help Killian. I really appreciate it." Emma said settling herself on the bar stool after locking the front door, "I really didn't know what I was going to do if you didn't bring the liquor out when you did."

"I'm always here for you whenever you need me love." Killian said as an idea came to him. His blue eyes sparkled as his usual sexy smirk appeared on his face tapping his lip suggestively as he spoke, "Perhaps gratitude is in order."

"Yeah…that is what the thank you was for." Emma said raising an eyebrow at him.

"Come on love, is that what saving your ass is really worth?" Killian said seductively leaning inches from her face.

"Please, you couldn't handle it." Emma said refusing to back down. This was another one of his games, she would not show any weakness and run away.

"I think you are the one who can't handle it." Killian annunciated his eyes flicking from her eyes, to her lips, then back to her eyes challenging her to make the first move.

Something in Emma snapped as she grabbed the collar of his shirt crashing his lips against hers. They kissed fiercely trying to dominate each other, satisfying a hunger they have been fighting subconsciously since they met. As fast as the kiss started was as fast as it had ended leaving the two panting for air, their foreheads pressed together. Killian's hands were firmly on Emma's hips keeping her close. He went into kiss her again, when she came to her senses pulling back from him. "That was a onetime thing." Emma whispered out of breath unhooking Killian's arms from around her.

"We will see about that." Killian said in his usual playboy tone.

Emma sighed shaking her head, "that just kills the moment."

"I killed the moment! Swan you were the one starting it. I would say you provoked the response. Gods woman you drive me crazy sometimes." Killian sighed running his hands through his hair in frustration.

Emma rolled her eyes motioning for them to leave. Killian, being the gentleman he claims to be, walked Emma to her car only to find the windows busted, the inside upholstery ruined from the rain. She was shocked with disbelief, how could someone do this to her car? That yellow bug got her through everything. Killian called for a tow truck, watching Emma trying not to be overcome with her emotions. Right before his eyes her walls came crumbling down revealing her vulnerability. Killian gently pulled her into his arms whispering reassurance as they waited for the tow truck. When the tow truck came and took the car away, Killian escorted Emma to his car taking her to his place. There was no way he was going to leave her alone when she is on the verge of a break down. It was going to cost a few hundred if not thousand dollars to get the car fixed, that is, if her insurance doesn't declare the car totaled. Emma followed Killian to his apartment on the 4th floor just a few blocks from the Wolf Pack. His apartment wasn't like any studio apartments Emma has ever seen. When she walked into the apartment he had a large wrap around couch that could seat 7 or 8 people, a love seat, 52" flat screen TV, and a coffee table which was two feet in front of the couch. He had a small dining area at the far end of the apartment. The Kitchen was larger than Emma had expected. Next to the kitchen was a little sleeping alcove; that held a dresser, night stands, and of course a huge king size bed covered in black silk sheets. The bathroom was inside the alcove to the left. "Do you want anything to drink Swan?" Killian asked heading for the kitchen.

"No…I'm fine. You really don't have to fuss Killian. You could have just taken me home." Emma said still staring at his room, amazed at how tidy it was. She expected clothes to not be in there proper place. This place tells a different story as to who Killian Jones really is…which is an entirely different persona than what he displays.

"See something you like darling?" Killian breaths into her ear, sending chills down her spine in an exciting way. She is glad he has no idea of how he truly affects her…she would be within his clutches in seconds, never able to break free.

"Not what I expected…you seem like the kind of guy to have a messy apartment with all the different women you flirt with. When do you find time to clean up after a night of heavy drinking and meaningless sex?" Emma stated not really caring about the answer.

"That's easy love; I don't bed 95% of the women I flirt with. Those that I do sleep with…well they don't come here. You are actually the first woman to come here. Ruby and Regina both have never stepped foot in here. Mary Margaret has when David occasionally drops by, but she doesn't really count since she is taken." Killian said dropping his bad boy persona. Emma realized that when he isn't being an arrogant bastard or an intolerable flirt he is actually a decent guy. Killian's voice brings Emma out of her thoughts and focused back on what he was saying, "You must be exhausted, we had a long night. Go ahead and take the bed, I'll sleep on the couch."

Emma looked at the couch not convinced that it would be at all comfortable. Letting out a sigh knowing she was going to regret this decision she let the words pass her lips before she could change her mind, "Killian, there is no way you are going to be comfortable on the couch. You have a King size bed. There is no way I am going to take up the entire bed, and if you promise to behave then there is no reason we couldn't share the bed."

"I am fine on the couch if you are not comfortable sharing the bed." Killian asked looking into Emma's eyes for the slightest bit of uncertainty.

"Come on we both are tired, and I am not about to argue with you." Emma said taking him by the hand pulling him back towards the sleeping alcove.

Killian gave Emma a pair of sweat pants and a tee shirt to change into before changing into similar attire. Emma was already on her side of the bed fast asleep when he came out of the bathroom. He climbed onto his side of the bed and stared at her in wonder. In the short amount of time of knowing her, he has grown quite fond of her. He didn't want to admit that he was falling in love with her. The more she rose to his challenges the more he wanted her. Brushing a stray hair from her face, Killian whispered goodnight as sleep sailed him into a peaceful slumber.

The sun shone brightly into Killian's bedroom reaching Emma's face silently telling her it was time to wake up. Emma snuggled into her nice firm pillow not wanting to wake up. She was sleeping so good and wanted to stay in bed a little bit longer. Well she did until her firm pillow started to chuckle and a hand was making small circles on her lower back. Her eyes shot open seeing her arm slung across Killian's stomach, she looked up to see him smiling like a Cheshire cat. "Morning Love." Killian's voice was a little scratchy, which just made him sound even sexier than what he already was. Emma took in for a moment that she was in bed with the sex god, using him for a pillow. She sat up quickly, cursing at herself for being on his side of the bed as she ran her fingers through her hair praying that it wasn't a total mess mumbling a shy, "morning." She glanced over at Killian seeing him stare at her in awe; his stare was causing butterflies to stir in her stomach. This man was already driving her crazy, if he keeps staring at her like that; her sex deprived body is going to pounce. "Why are you staring at me like that?" Emma blurted out trying to keep herself in control of her desires.

Killian sat up closing the space between them his eyes flicking from Emma's eyes to her lips as he whispered inches from her lips, "I was just thinking what it would be like to wake up with you like this every morning. I must say Swan you look hot in my clothes." Emma's body was heating up with every word he spoke, with the closeness, and his husky Irish voice; she couldn't resist it anymore and closed the space between them pulling him into a fiery kiss. It took a second for Killian to respond to Emma's kiss, his hand gently rested on the back of her neck keeping her close as he deepened the kiss. Emma's hands were already making their way under Killian's shirt, touching his well tone abs. This caused Killian to pull back and chuckle, "Impatient aren't we?" before Emma could comment he pulled back just enough to remove his shirt. Her eyes roamed over his chest and stomach that was lightly covered in hair, it just confirmed to Emma that the gods made him perfectly to be every woman's wet dream. There was no way she will ever get him out of her head now. Her eyes flicked up to his blue orbs sparkling in amusement and something else that Emma just brushed off as lust. At this point she didn't care all she wanted was him, her hands roamed over his stomach, up to his chest, resting on his neck kissing him with even more hunger. Killian pulled Emma onto his lap as he reached down for the hem of her shirt removing it from her body throwing it to the floor. As soon as Emma's shirt was removed her lips were back on Killian's, her hips pressing down on the large bulge in his pants earning a groan from him. She smiled against his lips loving the sound he made and pressed herself a little more firmly against his hard on.

"You little vixen; why do you enjoy torturing me." Killian said right after he flipped them over with him hovering over Emma, leaving a trail of kisses from her neck down her chest.

"Well then don't make those really sexy noises. I couldn't resist…" Emma began to say before being cut off by a moan. Killian gently nibbled on her nipple, sucking on her breast as he caressed the other one. Words were now lost to Emma, as she was in pure bliss as he played with and sucked on her breasts. When he was satisfied with the marks he left, his kisses trailed down to her waistband. Killian hooked his fingers under both Emma's pants and panties removing them both at once, before settling between Emma's thighs. Kissing a trail from her inner thigh to her soaked sex, lapping up her juices tasting her sweet pussy, inserting two fingers inside her making her let out a loud moan. Her voice was music to his ears, and he loved that she was going to be a screamer. He was going to make her scream his name over and over again. Emma gripped the sheets tightly moaning loudly as Killian's mouth and fingers drove her over the edge. There is no way this man is real…she has to be dreaming. He is way too good to be real. Emma saw stars for the second time as she reached her second orgasm, and Killian was not letting up. "Killian, I need you in me. I can't take it anymore." Emma groaned trying to suppress another very loud moan.

Killian gave her one of his breath taking smirks removing his pants revealing his full hardened length. He was huge; Emma began to have doubts that she could take all of him. She cursed to herself for allowing herself to get into this predicament. Killian saw the uncertainty in her face, "Emma, if you're not sure about this we can stop. I don't want to push you love." He gently kissed her. She normally hated when guys kissed her after eating her out, but for some reason with Killian it wasn't a bad thing. It kind of turned her on even more. He pulled back gently looking at her waiting for her to respond.

"Are you getting cold feet Jones? Afraid you won't be able to satisfy?" Emma teased bucking her hips against his. The fire back in her eyes, no trace of the doubt she was feeling.

"Not to be able to satisfy a breathtakingly beautiful woman such as yourself….never darling. I am going to have you screaming my name." Killian teased back slipping himself fully into Emma. He kissed and nipped at her lower lip giving her time to adjust to his length. She bucked her hips up against his letting him know she was ready. He started his thrusts slow increasing with each thrust feeding off of the reaction of the woman beneath him. Enjoying watching her squirm and feeling her nails rake down his back spurring him on to go faster. He changed his angle hitting her sensitive spot with such precision sending her into having multiple orgasms. With a few more rough thrusts, Killian released himself deep inside her filling her with his cum as she came down from her own high. He lied down next to Emma holding her close to him, afraid to close his eyes only to open them and realize it was a dream. Exhaustion from their early morning exercise over takes them both sending them into a peaceful slumber.

Emma woke up this time alone, feeling the loss of body heat. A slight twinge of pain is felt between her legs as she moves to the edge of the bed. She can't help to have a goofy grin plastered on her face as she remembers what took place to cause her such a mild discomfort. The smell of coffee and food invaded Emma's nose causing a loud growl to erupt from her stomach. She looked around to find both of their clothes cleaned up and nowhere in sight. Letting out a sigh, Emma decided to go get cleaned up before rummaging through Killian's things for something to wear until she located her clothes. The hot water felt so nice on her skin, loosening up her stiff muscles calming the mild ache from a satisfying morning of sex. She lathered herself up with soap noticing the marks he left on her body, not too pleased at the hickeys made by the sex god in the other room. 'This is a onetime thing. It can't be anything more than just a onetime romp in the sheets.' Emma thought trying to convince herself that it was just sex and nothing else. Even though the thought of him sent her heart fluttering, she didn't want to admit that she was falling for him. She stepped out of the shower wrapped in a dark blue towel as she went back into his room looking for something to wear. After a few moments of searching, she found a black button down shirt that came down to mid-thigh, allowing her to wear it like a night shirt. She left her towel dried hair lay loose against her back, following her nose to the kitchen. Killian was making French toast drinking a cup of coffee. He smiled over to her, turning away for a moment to pour her a cup of coffee. "Go ahead and sit down, breakfast is almost ready. I thought you would be hungry after a shower." Killian said handing Emma her cup of coffee.

"Thank you. Where are my clothes? I couldn't find them when I got out of the shower." Emma asked taking a seat at the dining room table.

"I washed them. The dryer should be done soon. Have somewhere to be, Swan?" Killian asked not happy that she already wanted to leave. He placed the plate of French toast in front of Emma, sitting beside her, taking in her appearance not attempting to hide his smirk as he spoke, "I see you've raided my closet, love."

"I needed something to change into since you decided to do laundry, leaving me with nothing to wear. Besides I think I like this shirt better than the last one you gave me to wear…I might actually keep this. It is so comfortable." Emma teased in between bites.

"I'll have to remember that for next time. You still haven't answered my first question Swan." Killian said with an eyebrow quirked, "Not trying to run away from me already?"

Emma looked down at her plate almost in shame. She was planning to run away from him, but really didn't want to; afraid of him wanting something more than this onetime thing, and leave her hurt. She let out a sigh looking up at his hurt expression, "As much as I would like to pretend the rest of world doesn't matter and stay here in this moment…but I did just spend the whole morning in bed with you. I have to figure out what is going to happen with my car, and if Ruby is still sick I am going to have to work open to close. It's not that I want to go…I just have to go soon."

"Ahh…well…don't get mad. I answered your phone. Your insurance agent said they will call you with the details later. They had the car towed to the mechanic. I suggested the dealership David manages. He is going to oversee everything for you. If they decide to total it he will have you a new affordable car by the end of the day. Ruby is still sick. She was glad I helped you out yesterday and asked if I could fill in again. I don't think she was over the shock of me answering the phone while you were in the shower." Killian said with his signature smile plastered on his face. He looked like he was proud of himself for playing her secretary.

Emma looked at him slightly horrified; she was going to have a lot of explaining to do when Ruby catches up with her. She was hoping that they could just forget about what happened this morning…but no…Killian just made things complicated. Her friends are going to tease and probably even judge her for giving in and sleeping with the playboy of the group. Oh this was a nightmare. She needed to get her thoughts in order, and figure out a plan to deal with them. Emma was lost in thought taking her plate and mug to the sink washing them out of habit, forgetting for a moment that she wasn't in her own apartment. In mid rinse, Killian came behind her wrapping his arms around her waist kissing the side of her neck whispering, "Leave it; I'll get to them later. We still have a few more hours before we have to be at the club."

Emma leaned back into Killian's embrace snapping out of her thoughts placing the clean dishes on the drain board turning off the water turning around to face him, "Who says you can have me whenever you want." Emma teased before adding seriously, "as much as I would be up for one more round with you, I still need to get a few things done before going to work like go back to my apartment to change clothes."

"I can't get enough of you Swan. If it wasn't for the fact that Ruby is sick and depends on us being at the club I'd have you in bed all day with me." Killian smiled gently resting his hand on Emma's cheek leaning down capturing her lips in a fierce kiss.

Emma pulls back to look at Killian, the mention of Ruby's name brought her back to the situation he had gotten them into. She is going to be grilled by both Ruby and Regina. Those two don't know how to keep their mouths shut. Killian notices Emma withdraw from him, "What's wrong love?"

"I am dreading dealing with Ruby. I should be mad at you for answering my phone….but I'm not. I wish you didn't answer Ruby's call…You just made things complicated. Ruby and Regina are going to tell me I am just like those other sluts you've hooked up with, and that I will be nothing more than another notch on your belt." Emma sighed running her hands through her long blonde hair.

"I don't care what Regina says, you are not another notch on my belt. I don't want this to be a onetime thing between us. I was hoping that this meant more to you than just sex." Killian said looking worried that Emma didn't feel the same for him as he did for her.

"So…what are you saying Killian? I don't want to be hurt again…I can't handle being hurt again." Emma asked her eyes pleading for him not to hurt her.

"Give us a chance, Swan. We both understand what it is like to be hurt and I vow to never hurt you if you give me this chance." Killian said taking Emma's hands in his lightly planting a kiss on top of each hand looking into her eyes hoping she would say yes.

Emma looked into his eyes trying to find any signs of a lie; joy began to fill her when she saw that his words were true. She was scared and it took her a moment to gather the courage to take this leap of faith. "I mean it Killian…don't hurt me." Emma said before giving him one of her breath taking smiles. His hands were still holding hers; she pulled him against her letting go of one of his hands touching his cheek as she whispered against his lips, "I guess I am stuck with you now."

Killian smiled at her words kissing her deeply with so much love as he could possibly pour into the kiss. Emma had just agreed to take a chance on him…on them. "Aye, you are stuck with me and I don't plan on ever letting you go love."

A/N: Ok what are your thoughts? Continue on or scrap it? That is the question. Thanks to TDM9218 for inspiring this story. The idea started out as a review to the story Hooked….btw read it! It is addicting. So I was told that I should write the story to my review. So this is what I came up with. It won't be too long of a story, and I am hoping it is awesome. If not…then I apologize.