A/N: Enjoy, lovelies! Please let me know what you think :)

Part 3

As soon as Emma stepped into her apartment, Ruby approached her. Before the blonde could even open her mouth she was dragged through the living room. By the time they both were seated on the couch, Emma stared at her friend in confusion.

"We're going out tonight", Ruby blurted out.

Emma's confusion only grew. "We are?"

"Yeah. I called the girls. We're having a ladies night."

"Uh, Rubes", the blonde groaned, annoyed. "I will absolutely not go clubbing. I'm too old for that crap, for God's sake. I can't go clubbing."

"You are 28."

"Exactly!"

"Yeah, well. I figured you would say that, so we decided that instead of clubbing we will have a nice dinner at this new Italian place that opened last month. It even has a cocktail bar."

The blonde sighed, rubbing her forehead.

"You need a little distraction, Emma. I feel like your mind is constantly occupied, thinking about Miss Mills. You've been freaking out since yesterday. It doesn't do you any good. Just because you had sex one time with her, doesn't mean it will happen again. So, let's have some fun tonight."

Emma was about to reply, but then clamped her mouth shut. Should she tell her friend that it's already happened again? And that it'll probably happen a third time? No, Ruby would freak out. So, instead of talking she stood up and made two cups of coffee. They had over two hours to get ready, before Belle, Elsa and Mary Margaret would pick them up, so they decided to watch another episode of Grey's Anatomy. Emma put the coffee cups on the table and sat cross-legged beside her friend. When her eyes fell on the bag with her newest clothes, she took the dress out and showed it Ruby.

"It's beautiful. Good choice."

'Good choice. Can't wait to rip it of your body.' A shiver ran down the blonde's spine as she remembered Regina's words, and she could feel a pleasant twitch in her stomach. She put the dress back in the bag, careful to hide the lingerie from Ruby.

"I was in that fancy boutique, you know", Emma said after a while, not able to keep it for herself any longer. She just had to get it out, or else she would explode.

"Yeah. I figured that as soon as I saw the price tag on your new dress."

"So, I was looking for stuff and then I …"

"Yeah?" Ruby asked, not taking her eyes off of the TV.

Emma cleared her throat and took a deep breath. "Then I met Regina Mills."

Ruby's coffee cup froze midair. Slowly, painfully slowly, she turned her head. The blonde took her lower lip between her teeth, biting down and averting her friends gaze.

"No", the brunette whispered, barely audible. "No, no, no." Her voice rose as she slammed the coffee cup on the saucer. A few droplets of hot liquid fell on her hand, but she ignored it. "You did not!"

"Except, I did. We did. We had sex in the changing room." Emma admitted and had the decency to look guilty. Although, she didn't feel guilty at all. God, she felt so many things, and guilt wasn't one of them.

"Changing room? I … what the hell is wrong with you? Did you turn into some sort of womanizer?"

"I –"

"Shut up, I'm talking!" Ruby cut her off, a finger pointed accusingly at the blonde. "You've met this woman two fucking times and had sex with her twice already … that is … that is …"

"Amazing?" Emma suggested when she saw her friend struggle to find the right word.

Ruby just threw her hands in the air and exhaled a long breath, which suddenly turned into a laughing fit. A freaking, fucking, unexpected laughing fit! She was holding her stomach and tears were spilling out of her eyes. "In the changing room", she giggled. "In the freaking changing room!" It took Ruby a few minutes to calm down. "Emma Swan, you are unbelievable", she said eventually, shaking her head.

Shrugging, Emma grinned widely.

Regina Mills was bored to death. Kathryn had insisted they eat dinner at this new place, and she had failed to tell her that Eric, her very newly boyfriend, would join them. The couple were at that stage of the relationship in which they made constantly doe eyes at each other. The flirting and the touch-feely was painful to watch. It was sickening, really. She felt like the third wheel, and that's why she excused herself, heading to the bar while the couple finished their dinner.

Once she was seated in a bar stool, she ordered a glass of wine. Putting her elbows on the counter, she rubbed her temples and took a few deep breaths. Suddenly, someone tapped her shoulder.

"Rough day?"

Regina raised her head and met beautiful green eyes. The same green eyes which haunted her since over a week. "More like eventful. Very eventful", she replied, smiling at the hairdresser, and feeling an odd kind of ease from the blonde's mere presence. It was a strange feeling, something she hadn't felt in years. Shaking her thoughts off, her smile grew wider as she remembered her changing room encounter earlier that day. Emma's suddenly red cheeks told her, that she was thinking the same.

Before the blonde had the chance to say anything, a man appeared out of nowhere, sitting on the free stool next to Regina, and ignoring Emma completely. She was about to tell him that it was her stool and her woman, but then realized that neither was the case. Sighing, she sat next to the man and decided to wait.

"Evening, milady", the man said, trying to sound seductive but his funny accent made it impossible. "May I get you a drink?" he asked Regina.

The brunette held back an eye roll and clicked her tongue instead, "I am good, thank you", she said, holding up her wine glass and taking a sip of it.

"I'm Robin, by the way. Robin Locksley", the man said. The brunette just nodded. "And you are?"

For the first time, Regina made eye contact with him. He was wearing an expensive, stylish suit with tie, and she had to admit – he was handsome. And maybe, on any other day, Regina would give this man a chance. Tonight though, his big smile was simply annoying. She arched her eyebrow at him.

"Oh, come on", he pouted, "That's not fair, I told you mine."

"I cannot recall asking you for it."

"You are beautiful", he suddenly blurted out. "I'll just call you beautiful."

Emma couldn't see his face, but she was pretty sure he was drooling. 'Asshole. Go away! That was supposed to be my line!' She thought, angrily, but then snickered lightly as she heard the CEO's respond.

"My physical appearance is rather appealing, yes."

Regina almost laughed at the man's furrowed brows.

"A normal person would say 'thank you'."

"Why should I thank you? You merely stated a fact."

Finally, the man seemed to have had enough and showed his true face. "Typical woman."

"How can you possibly know what a typical woman is like?" Regina fired back.

"It is just a phr-"

"Are you trying to tell us something, Mr. Locksley?" Regina cut him off, letting her eyes wander down to the man's crotch. "It rather looks like it", she added.

That was it – Emma's laugh burst out. The man whirled around, his face beet red. He snarled at Emma which just made the whole situation even funnier. The blonde held her stomach, and tried to calm down as she felt several pairs of eyes on her. As soon as the man stomped away – like a toddler throwing a tantrum – Emma took his seat and looked at the CEO in sheer admire.

"That was mean", she giggled.

"Well, he just did not seemed to get it, so I had to be a bit more … drastic."

Emma laughed and ordered herself a beer. "He was right though, you are beautiful."

The CEO smirked at that, "Why, thank you", Regina said, her eyes taking in the short, simple though very hot, red dress the blonde was wearing. It showed a good amount of her long legs. Her hair was falling in waves over her shoulders. "You are not so bad yourself", Regina added, licking her lips.

Smiling, Emma took a sip of her beer, just watching the brunette from the corner of her eyes. She had changed. The black pantsuit she wore earlier that day was replaced by a grey one. This time she wore a vest with it, and Emma found it incredibly hot. It suited her somehow. And her red lips looked so inviting, all Emma wanted to do was kiss them. And since she couldn't do it – at least she thought she couldn't – she started rambling. About anything and everything.

"Stop talking, Miss Swan, or I will make you stop", Regina said after a while, amused.

"And how are you planning to do that?"

The brunette's eyes darted to the hairdresser's mouth. Licking her lips, she said, "I have my ways."

"You wouldn't dare", Emma challenged her, grinning.

Regina's brows shot into her hairline. She hadn't expected the blonde's boldness, and she decided that she liked it. Very much so. They were in the middle of a well-attended restaurant. Every visitor had a free look on them, sitting at the open bar, but Regina wasn't one to back off of a challenge, especially not from such a tempting one. She took a small sip of her second wine glass. The cool liquid ran over her tongue and down her throat. As she put the glass down again, she swiftly grabbed the back of Emma's neck and crashed their lips together, swallowing the surprised gasped that escaped the blonde.

The kiss was rough, but passionate nonetheless. Regina dominated the kiss, her tongue probed in the other woman's mouth, hard and demanding. She sucked on a lower lip, letting it go with a pop, before she ran her thumb over it.

"You have no idea what I am capable of, Miss Swan. I don't think that you could handle it."

Emma gulped, her breathing quickened. "Try me", she choked out. Her body started trembling, as Regina leaned in once again, their faces just inches apart. Emma could feel the hot breath of the other woman tickling her mouth. The CEO raised a perfect manicured hand, and slid a single finger over her cheek, leaving goose bumps behind.

"I am going to fuck you tonight, Miss Swan", the brunette purred into her ear. "And I will do it so hard, you won't be able to walk straight for the next couple of hours." She smirked almost evilly, before she took her drink and joined her friend Kathryn on the table, leaving a flushed Emma frozen on her stool.

The next hour passed painfully slowly – at least for Emma. From where she was seated with her friends, she had a perfect view of the brunette, and while she gazed in her direction every few minutes, the CEO seemed to ignore her completely. It was frustrating and exhilarating at the same time. She was wet. She could feel her sticky juices between her legs. Her friends, completely oblivious of her condition, were enjoying themselves. After a while she needed a few minutes alone time.

"Excuse me, guys. I need to use the restroom", she said.

"Shall I accompany you, Em?" Elsa, her friend and employee asked.

"Nah, its fine. Finish your dinner, I'll be right back."

Emma was standing in front of the sinks, reapplying her lip-gloss, when Regina suddenly entered the bathroom. She hadn't even seen her leave her table! Her heart started racing. Since two of the four bathroom stalls were occupied, the CEO approached the sink next to the blonde's and started washing her hands thoroughly. Emma's eyes stayed glued on the other woman's hands for a few seconds, before she raised her head. Their gazes met in the mirror. The hairdresser gulped, hard. Regina's eyes were nearly black with lust, and the determined look on her face made Emma shiver in pure anticipation. Sexual tension hung in the air, they both felt it.

Almost at the same time, two women came out of the stalls. Regina took a paper towel and leaned against the wall, drying her hands slowly, not once taking her eyes off from Emma, who stood frozen on the spot, gripping the edge of the sink with both hands. She was trembling lightly.

Then finally, the women made their way to leave the bathroom.

"Don't move", Regina whispered into Emma's ear, making the hair on the back of her neck stand up.

The CEO followed the women outside. She positioned a waiter outside the door and told him to not let anyone in. Later, she would reward him. She smirked as she reentered the bathroom – Emma hadn't moved an inch. Regina came to stand right behind her, bending her over the sink. Not losing any time, she gripped the hem of the red dress, and pulled it up just enough to expose Emma's ass, covered in nothing more than a lace tong. Groaning, Regina cupped her butt cheeks for a moment, digging her fingernails in them, before she yanked the underwear down long legs.

"Spread your legs, Miss Swan", she ordered.

Emma obeyed almost ridiculously quickly. Pressing her lips together, she held her breath, when she felt the other woman's fingertips gliding down her thighs.

Regina crouched down, glad that she was wearing pants, and blew against a glistening pussy. She chuckled when she heard a strangled gasp above her. Emma shivered in delight as she felt the hot air on her clit. And then a single digit slid through her wet folds.

"Oh God", Emma moaned softly. When she opened her eyes, Regina was standing right behind her, holding a glistening finger in front of her face. Their gazes locked in the mirror once more.

"So wet for me already?" The CEO husked in a seductive voice, tickling Emma's ear. "I guess, giving you a heads-up was a good idea", she added, grazing the wet finger over the blonde's lips. "Suck."

And Emma did just that. She tasted herself on the other woman's finger, licking it eagerly clean, and never losing eye contact through the mirror. Suddenly, she felt two fingers inside her heath. "JESUS!" she cried out, gripping the sink tighter, throwing her head back in pleasure.

"I like how wet you are for me, Miss Swan." Regina reached for the blonde's chin, turning her face to the side and capturing her lips, all the while pumping her fingers in a steady rhythm. The angle of their kiss was a little awkward, but for Emma it was enough. More than enough. Regina's tongue danced some more with hers, before they broke for air. The fingers in her felt so good. As the brunette pumped harder and faster, adding a third finger, her trembling arms gave in and her upper body fell forward.

"You like it, don't you?" Regina grabbed a fistful of blonde hair and pulled her head back. "Look at me", she demanded, using her body as support to pump even harder into her. Her hand was aching, but she didn't care. "Fucking you in a restaurant bathroom, bending you over the sink. You like it."

Emma had a hard time keeping her eyes open. Adrenaline shoot through her veins. The thought that they could be caught at any moment excited her even more. Her mind went fuzzy, and her thinking became unclear. For the first time in her life the phrase 'fucking their brains out' made sense to Emma.

"It's like … oh, yes", the blonde moaned, licking her lips. "It's like … you're the one who can fill the world with … uh, right there … with sunshine. Just … holy hell … in my case you're filling ME …" another moan escaped her throat, her eyes fluttered close, "with your fingers."

Regina couldn't believe her ears. For a brief moment she even lost her rhythm. This blonde, sexy, silly idiot just quoted Snow White, while she was fucking her. "Look at me", she hissed.

Emma's hips were meeting each thrust. She was breathing fast and shallow, when she met Regina's eyes in the mirror once more. The brunette smirked as she realized, that the blonde probably wasn't even aware of what she was saying. She had fucked her senseless – literally. The arm that was holding the blonde upright reached down her torso, between her legs. Nimble fingers found a swollen clit. The CEO couldn't resist. "Magic mirror, on the wall, who is the fairest one of all?" she whispered.

Confusion hushed over a red face. "Did you just … quote the … no … of course you didn't, I'm just … OH LORD", she groaned, when Regina hit her g-spot. "Please!" she begged for release. She needed to come, she couldn't handle much more. Reading her mind, the CEO rubbed her clit, furiously. Emma's eyes widened right before the orgasm hit her at full force and she was flying over the edge. Her body went rigid, and then shook violently as pleasure rushed through her, reaching every single fiber of her body. Emma's hand slammed against the mirror as a high pitched scream escaped her throat, which was stifled by the other woman's hand against her mouth.

Regina herself was breathing heavily from her effort. Her arm was burning, and she was certain that her panties were ruined, but she didn't stop her ministrations just yet. Slower, more gently, she thrust into the clenching pussy, helping the blonde come down, dropping feather light kisses on her neck.

"Jesus fucking Christ", Emma growled, when Regina released her mouth. Her spent body collapsed over the sink, her forehead falling against the cold mirror. She whimpered as the brunette pulled out of her, her chest still rising up and down rapidly. Her head moved to the side, when she heard a chuckle.

"One bite …" the woman next to her started, taking her index finger in her mouth and sucking it once. "… and all your dreams will come true", she finished in the best Evil Queen imitation Emma had ever heard. The hairdresser didn't know if she should be shocked or fascinated, so she chose both. She watched the woman wash her hands for a few seconds, before she eventually found her voice.

"Earlier, you really did … you quoted The Evil Queen."

"You started, dear", Regina reminded her, enjoying the, oh so hilarious expression on Emma's face. The CEO finished washing her hands, and took a paper towel to dry them. An amused smirk crept onto her face. Raising a perfect eyebrow, the older woman let her gaze wander over the blonde's body, staying glued for a few moments on her lower body. "You should get cleaned up", she said, catching Emma's gaze once more. "Your turn, my dear. I am looking forward to find out if you can top this."

Emma didn't move, totally dumbfounded.

"Miss Swan", Regina nodded, the smirk still on her face, as she turned around and headed to the exit – for the third time in just over a week.

"Miss Mills", Emma whispered as the door closed. Her eyes fell down on herself. Her juices were running down her upper thighs and the sight was ridiculously satisfying. Joy exploded in her body, invading her entire being. She felt so happy, her heart ached.

A/N2: So, I decided to extend that story since I got so incredible feedback!

I absolutely love, love, love, and appreciate every single comment, and really can't wait to hear your thoughts about this one. Gimme some motivation for the next part, guys! :)