AN: Here is your chapter two. I know I said it would be here a day or so ago but life is hectic!
Ripped. He had ripped her damn shirt and there wasn't a thing she could do to stop it. He had her pressed up against her front door, her skirt bunched up around her hips. Her head flew back against the door as he bit into her neck. She growled. She wasn't sure how they'd gotten to this point. Sure, she'd slept with Hook several times in FairyTale Land. It wasn't anything new, but Mayor Mills had not. That side of her was intrigue by the pirate, turned on even.
"Anything else I can do for you.. Dear?" She said, her hot breath hitting his ear before she pulled away from him with that sexy smirk that had drove men to their knees. "As a matter of face your majesty.." He looked her over once.. Twice. Then a third time and bit his lip. "There is." Regina watched his facial expressions and ran her finger along the dip of her red blouse. "Well then Pirate, looks like you and I need to find somewhere more private than these smelly docks huh?" She winked and turned on a heel.
He had pushed her skirt up, not wanting the hastle of removing it. He could care less where he fucked her, as long as he did, it had always been that way and Regina knew it. Her mind floated back to some of their old trysts as her nimble fingers removed his clothing rather quickly. It had indeed been a while for her and she wanted it now.
"Hook." The queen smirked. "I hear you have a proposition for me dear?" She tilted her head and stirred her tea, sucking on the spoon afterwards. She felt much more powerful with a man's eyes on her, she was after all, an expert seductress. She watched as the pirate's eyes stared at her mouth and his tongue darted out to wet his lower lip. "As a matter of face your majesty.. I do."
Regina didn't want to remember all of the boring business stuff, it was always the moment when Killian had pressed his hard body against her, or when his calloused hands gripped her ass. That's what haunted her sexual fantasies of the Captain. She felt him sliding his hands up over her thighs and her head hit the door again. She was thankful they had at least made it into the house, because there she was, pressed harshly against the door, topless with her skirt bunched now at her waist.
Wait.. Topless? When had her bra been disposed of? That thought quickly left her mind when the eyelinered pirate sunk his teeth into the soft flesh that belonged to her breast. She bit her lip and a moan escaped her. "Ah, the familiarity of the sounds that you make." Hook mumbled against her breast.
He had been teasing her, she growled and kicked his pants down to his knees with her feet. She squeezed her thighs together to push Hook's lower half closer to her's. "Damn it Hook. I'm getting impatient."
"Ahh.. I believe you owe me this your majesty. I will do what I wish."
Suddenly his hook had ahold on the waistband of her lacy panties and the sound of ripping fabric echoed throug hthe air again. "Fuck you." She sneered, too turned on to make his stop ripping her clothing.
"I believe I will be fucking you Miss Mills, not the other way around." He growled and attached his lips to her ear, sucking on her lobe. Her eyes rolled back.
"Ohh. Ungh." She let the sounds escape her as the fingers of his good hand slid up her folds with an expertness only the pirate could have. The sound she let out was primal and it spurred him on. He slipped a finger inside of the queen and all coherent thought left her. Her hips bucked of their own accord against his hand as he slid a second finger into her and pumped them roughly, almost punishingly. The pace was just perfect for the queen.
Her short manicured nails dug into the flesh of Hook's shoulders, she could feel the skin breaking. Her breathing bacame erratic as she approached her climax, then suddenly, it stopped. The pleasure stopped and she panted angrily. "Damn it Hook. Fuck me already." She growled.
Her anger always turned him on, and she knew it. He used the hand that had been fingering her to pin both of her wrists to the door above her head. "And if I don't?" He mumbled into her ear causing a shiver to run down her spine.
"Then I'll turn you into a fucking- Ohh fuck!" She gapsed as she felt him roughly enter her. One thrust of his hips and he filled her to the brim. She gulped as he began to thrust roughly. Regina took everything he gave her matching his thrusts with ones of her own. Her mouth formed an O as they thrust with each other. His merciless teasing had her already ready to climax.
She held on for a bit longer, her wrists squirming against his hand, she squeezed her palms shut tightly, her nails digging into her hands. A little blood trickled down her wrists and she didn't care.
She gasped, moaned and keened as he moves faster. The burning sensation quickly washing over her. A hot burning sensation came over her and she gasped. "Oh god." She felt him thrust a few more times, groan and then rest his head against her.
Moments passed as she tried to regain the feeling of her legs. Her breath evening out. Suddenly she gasped and pushed Hook off of her, her feet hitting the floor, she stood, her clothes in a disarray ad her hair tousled. Yep, she had definitely pierced the skin of her palms. "The trigger? Owen and that bitch have it."
Hook stood there and smirked, then began laughing.
"What the hell are you laughing at?" She growled. "They will destory Storybrooke!"
Hook pulled the small black diamond from his pocket and held it in his hand. "No dear. I have it."
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