This chapter is why the story is rated M.


Chapter 7: tuesday

She awoke to him hovering on top of her, pressing soft kisses all over her face. She wiggled beneath him, causing him to sigh. Progress? She wondered. Slowly she fluttered her eyes open.

"Happy birthday, love." He gazed down at her with an adoring expression; something that should have made her avert her gaze, or more likely, run, but there was almost something magical in his eyes. Something that held her there, made her bold enough to look directly back at him. Every time he looked at her like she she felt warm, like she was being cocooned in a soft blanket. It was comfortable and quickly becoming familiar. It felt like…hot cocoa with cinnamon. Perfect.

She smiled at him "Thank you. So what's the plan for today?"

"First, breakfast, which I thought I'd cook so I can keep you in bed. Sounds promising?" he grinned.

"Please?" she asked. She failed miserably at inflicting any sarcasm in her voice. Instead it just came out needy.

Killian climbed out of bed and stood straight, puffing out his chest. "It really does wonders for the ego, love, knowing just how much you want me." He winked. "Do you have any traditions on your birthday?"

"Just blowing out a candle on a cupcake" she said, and with that her stomach rumbled.

"I see I best get to the kitchen to make sure my lovely Emma does not starve on her birthday. Stay there." He headed off to the kitchen.

Emma got comfortable in bed, flipping through a book she had placed on her nightstand weeks ago with the intent to read.

He brought her pancakes, bacon and fresh fruit. Coffee and hot cocoa with cinnamon as well. He was really too much. Emma was quickly becoming spoiled and not sure how she felt about that. After she ate, he cleaned up in the kitchen while she got dressed.

"I need to keep some surprises up my sleeve so I think I will take leave of you for the morning and afternoon, Emma. But we have reservations at 6, be ready at 5:30. Maybe you wish to spend the day getting dolled up for me? I promise to make it worth your while." He said with a lascivious wink.

Emma decided to take him up on his suggestion. It was her birthday after all. Everyone deserved a bit of indulgence at least one day a year. She splurged on a mani/pedi and got her hair trimmed. Wandering around the mall, a red dress caught her eye. His favorite color is red she thought and quickly walked into the store.

Determined to do everything in her power to make it 'worth her while' she bought the dress and then dropped a small fortune in the lingerie store, completing the outfit with a matching red bra and panty set that left little to the imagination.

She had just slipped her feet into her heels when her doorbell rang. Grinning, she opened the door. His eyes went wide and darkened and before she could blink he had pulled her against him, his lips on hers. She moaned into his mouth as his hands finally roamed all over her body. Involuntarily she pressed her hips into his causing him to deepen the kiss.

Foreheads resting against each others, both panting for breath Emma whispered just one word. 'Please?'

"Your a bloody temptress Emma." He said kissing her once more. Convinced she was finally getting her way, Emma raised her hands to his neck, untying the knot of his tie and quickly moving to unbutton his shirt. Biting down on his bottom lip, she pulled the shirt free from his waistband and began running her nails up and down his body.

Killian was caught off guard. She was being quite aggressive in what she wanted and he didn't want to deny her that at all but he wasn't convinced she was ready.

"The reservations," he murmured helpless against her lips.

Emma sighed. The restraint this man had was kind of ridiculous. She had never worked this hard to get a man to sleep with her. Lifting her hair, she unzipped the back of her dress and let it fall to her feet. Bracing herself with one hand on his shoulder, she stepped out of the dress and tossed it into the couch. "I. Am. Not. Hungry. For. Food." Each word came out as a hiss.

He stared at her taking in every inch of her body and the revealing lingerie she wore. So beautiful. So incredible he thought.

Still not convinced Killian was going to do more than stare at her, she reached back to unclasp her bra when his arm shot out, stilling her. Before she could blink he had scooped her up into his arms and was heading to her bedroom. "You win, Emma" he growled into her neck.

Gently placing her on the bed he leveled her with a solemn look. 'I hope you remember what I said Emma. I'm going to spend hours giving you pleasure."

She shivered visibly at his words. "Nothing for you?" She asked slyly, her hands reaching for his belt.

He shook his head. "Later, love." He began pressing soft kisses across her forehead and down her cheek. As he got to her ear he whispered "I think I shall like to kiss you thoroughly from head to toe."

Switching to open mouth kisses, he trailed his way down her neck and across her chest, paying no attention to her breasts and kissing right down the center. Frustrated, Emma arched her back trying to guide him. He laughed softly and continued his way down pausing to admire her hipbone. This looks rather tasty, he thought and gave it a slow lick causing Emma to buck her hips and moan.

"Patience" he whispering, kissing down her leg to her toes then across to the other foot and slowly back up again, nearing her inner thigh.

Emma was so turned on she couldn't take it. Her entire body was humming with need and her patience was wearing very thin. He slowed and hovered placing the lightest kisses possible on her inner thigh before quickening his pace and kissing back up to where her bra met her rib cage. "I think it's time for this to go love" he said as he reached behind her and unhooked her bra.

His head hovered about her right breast, barely inches from touching her but he didn't move. Emma huffed and wriggled, arching her back to close the distance.

"Ah, you would like me to pay attention to this?" He dipped his head and captured her nipple in his mouth.

Emma moaned loudly and pushed her hips up to his. He alternated between lapping and sucking until Emma thought she was going to pass out from the sensations. He paused only long enough to draw his attentions to her other breast and Emma thought her eyes were going to roll back in his head. She held on for as long as she could, minutes that felt like hours before begging him to stop.

"As you wish" he replied before using his teeth to pull down her matching panty set. Crawling back up her, he placed a kiss there and she practically shot off the bed. Her hands reached out and found his belt buckle and she frantically began undoing it.

He pulled back just out of her reach. "Emma it's barely been 10 minutes. I said hours." He chided her.

"Don't care" she said between gritted teeth. "Do it another time. I just want you now."

He stepped out of her reach and finished undressing. He thought he was putting up a good front for her but he wanted her so badly he wasn't sure he'd make it through her undressing him. Crawling back into her bed, he laid at her side and kissed her softly.

"Are you sure Emma?" He asked quietly.

"I have never been more sure of anything in my life. You've been teasing me for over a week. Or five years, I guess." She moved on top of him, straddling him, waiting to move.

Killian looked into her eyes and nodded. He grabbed her hands, interlacing their fingers together Emma positioned herself and slowly slid down the length of him. She felt as though she were flying. She couldn't breathe it was such an intense feeling. Raising up she sank down again, even slower this time.

"Gods Emma" he said through half lidded eyes. She felt amazing. He never wanted this to end.

She leaned forward to kiss him and the change in angle created a whole new level of sensations for the both of them. Deftly Killian flipped them over and began to move inside her at a steady pace. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer and peppering his neck and face with kisses. Within minutes she began moaning under him, already close. "Don't stop Killian, please don't stop" she begged him.

"Come for me Emma" he coaxed her, moving his hand between them to intensify the sensations for her. Her entire body began to shake and she screamed his name biting his shoulder hard. It was too much for him as he pushed into her a final time her name ghosting on his lips.

He knew he was crushing her with the full weight of his body and started to pull back. "Not yet" she whispered tugging him back down to her, holding on so tight it almost hurt.

A few moments passed and he slowly began to feel his breathing return to normal. He nuzzled her ear "you are one hell of a woman, love" and Emma couldn't help but giggle.

"So you liked the red dress?" She teased him.

"Mmm hmm" he murmured in her ear. "And what was under it. But most importantly, you."

She kissed him long and hard and was debating on a round two when he separated them and suggested a shower. "As much as I'd never like to leave your bed, love, it is your birthday and you do have a birthday wish to make."

She couldn't keep her hands off him and round two took place in the shower; that time they only pulled away from each other when the water turned cold.

Both dressed in pajamas, she'd lent him an over-sized pair of sweatpants she kept around, they stood in the kitchen in front of her birthday cupcake.

Killian light the candle. "Hurry love, make a wish" he said.

Meeting Killians gaze, she closed her eyes and wished I wish I won't have to be alone anymore and blew out the candle.

"Happy birthday, my love" he pulled the candle from the cupcake.

A sudden knock at the door caused them both to jump.