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Chapter 10

It didn't mean anything. She had been half asleep. Her mind not working properly as a voice in her head had whispered that she was falling in love with him. She couldn't be in love with him and it wasn't because of him. It was because of her. She was incapable of loving anyone.

She would just enjoy the last days here with him and when they got home she would tell him their sexual relationship, no matter how good it was, had to end. She would thank him for this incredible week and leave. There was no point in drawing it out longer. It would just get harder and harder the longer they waited.

They should end it on a high note.

~K&E~

They went snorkeling that day and Emma stopped thinking about her situation as she paddled lazily with her fins, staring in wonder at the variety of fishes which were swimming along the reef that was enclosing the island.

Killian's hand touched hers and he pointed towards the open water, Emma almost choking on the water that suddenly sloshed into her snorkel as she moved around instantly the moment her eyes fell on a huge gray form at the end of the reef and she paddled back to the bungalow, getting into shallower water as fast as possible.

Killian was right behind her, emerging out of the water and pushing his mask up his head, laughing loudly at her.

"It was only a reef shark, love. They don't attack humans."

"Reef shark or not ... it looked fucking huge."

Killian swam towards her, wrapping his arms around her waist and planting a kiss on her nose. "Don't worry, love. I would have protected you against the big, bad shark."

"Stop teasing me." Emma shot back, splashing her hand onto the water so that a fountain of droplets landed directly in his face.

"You are gonna pay for this." Killian spluttered, wiping the water out of his eyes, still holding her firmly against his body with his other hand and a moment later her head was under the water as he dunked her, his broad grin greeting her as she came back to the surface.

"Just wait." Emma told him, pulling the fins from her feet and the mask from her head and throwing them on the porch of the bungalow, climbing onto the first step and turning around, she put her hands on her hips, staring down at him in the water. "I also have some dirty tricks in store for you."

The last word was barely out of her mouth as she dived into the water, grabbing his legs and pulling him under. They tolled around in the water like children until they both panted heavily and Emma asked for a timeout, wrapping her legs around him and laying her head tiredly on his shoulder.

"I have a question for you." Emma said when she got her breath back.

"Now?" Killian asked surprised.

"Yes, I want to ask it now."

"Okay. I'm all ears."

She unwrapped her legs from around his waist and grabbed the handrail of the wooden stairs leading up to the bungalow, keeping a short distance between them, needing to see his face when she was asking her question. Since she was a human lie detector and knew if someone was lying she was sure she would see it in his eyes if his answer would be a lie.

"With how many women did you have unprotected sex?"

He didn't give her a reply immediately, he only tilted his head instead, cocking one eyebrow in this infuriatingly way that made her always contemplate if she wanted to kiss the hell out of him or smack him over the head.

"Why?"

"Just answer the question." Emma said firmly, remembering too late what they had agreed to. "Or not. You don't have to, of course. That is the rule, right?"

"One." He answered quietly after another minute of silence, directing the same question back at her. "And you?"

"With how many women I had unprotected sex? Sorry to disappoint you, pal. I've never had sex with a woman." Emma replied, evading the question, knowing that he had a right to know since he had answered her truthfully.

"Pity. I was hoping for a hot threesome." Killian spoke, shaking his head exasperatedly, pulling his fins and mask off and throwing them on the porch too, brushing against her as he turned around again, his hand reaching for the handrail as well, planting his directly beside hers, being so close to her that she could see the different shades of blue in his eyes. "So?"

"One." She admitted after a moment of hesitation, the look in his eyes telling her immediately that he understood.

Only one person in their lives had gotten close to their hearts and with a jolt she realized that he was probably as burnt by love as she, the thought settling uncomfortable in her stomach.

"Why did you wanna know?" Killian asked.

"Because I want to feel you." Emma blurted out, glad to bring the topic back onto familiar territory. "Without having a layer of rubber between us. I'm taking the pill. So we are covered on that front."

"You sure you wanna do it without?"

"Yes, I'm sure." Emma nodded. "Come here, handsome."

She let go of the handrail and swam the two strokes towards him, wrapping her legs around him to hold herself steady as she reached for his swim trunks and pulled them down, letting his cock slip out and shifting against him, she wrapped her hand around him, guiding him to her entrance, pushing her bikini pants aside and letting him slide in.

The feeling of finally having him in her skin on skin was so amazing that she felt her heart stutter in her chest, unwelcome emotions trying to choke her and she pulled his head forward, crushing her mouth on his, biting his bottom lip until she tasted blood, feeling steadier as he reciprocated the kiss with the same passion.

Suddenly he started to swim backwards with her impaled on his cock until they were close enough to the beach that he could stand. She loosened her legs around him a little, just enough for her to rock her hips back and forth.

He wasn't able to thrust hard into her in that position but he pushed her bikini top up, closing his mouth around her nipple and sucked it in hard, one of his hands reaching between them and slipping under her panties, rubbing over her clit and she let her head fall back, her breasts jutting out of the water, his eyes trailing hungrily over her taut nipples.

Not being able to reach for them made his eyes darken with desire. He needed to hold her above water with one arm so he apparently decided that he had to make due with driving her mad with need by drawing slow circles over her sensitive nub, his other hand tightening around her waist as he pulled back and jerked his hips forward a second later, burying himself as deep as he could in her.

Emma felt the first tugs of her climax sizzling along her spine and she tried to meet his thrusts, demanding in a hoarse whisper from him to move his finger faster and he did, shooting her over the edge and she felt him release himself in hot spurts inside of her, clenching her walls around him, a strange feeling of pride rushing through her as he groaned loudly, jerking inside of her.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and laid her head on his shoulder, enjoying the feeling of him softening inside of her. The water surrounding them was licking at her body and she lifted her head a few minutes later, leaning back to meet his gaze.

"So, does this count as sex on the beach?" He asked, shooting her a wicked smile.

"No, this was sex in the ocean." Emma grinned, letting him slip out of her and rightened her bikini before she turned around and started swimming back towards the bungalow, stopping after a few strokes and shouting over her shoulder. "I still want my sex on the beach."

~K&E~

She was standing in the shower, washing the salt and sand of the ocean away as she suddenly felt arms coming around her waist, his mouth brushing over her neck.

"I just thought we should add sex in the shower too." Killian mumbled against her skin. "Since there is no more rubber in the way."

"You won't hear me complaining."

He reached for her body wash, squeezing it into his hands, starting to lather her from head to toe, his fingers skimming over her skin, kneading her breasts, twirling her nipples.

"Step forward, love."

She didn't question his demand and stepped forward, wondering what would happen next, letting out a yelp and jumping back into him as a jet of water hit her right between her legs, his low chuckle vibrating against her as he pushed her forward again.

"Relax, love. And enjoy."

She inhaled a deep breath, letting the water hit her at the exact right spot and she had to admit it felt fantastic after she had adapted to the strange pressure. She shifted around, testing different position until she found the one that aroused her the most.

"Spread your legs." His hoarse voice whispered into her ear and she opened her legs, his finger slipping into her, sliding in and out, a second finger joining the first and she let out a whimper, the jet of water and his fingers inside of her making her knees go weak and with another shift of her hips she came, her walls fluttering around his fingers as he curled them inside of her, massaging her while she came down from her high.

She turned around slowly after he had slipped his fingers out of her, pulling him flush against her body, kissing him deeply. But suddenly a weird sound echoed through the shower and she tilted her head, looking incredulously at the small bench coming out of the wall.

"Is this your sex dungeon here?"

He just laughed, pushing her back, her knees hitting the edge and she slumped down on the bench, pressing her legs shut, waiting for his answer.

He kneeled in front of her, scooting closer, his fingers skimming over her nipples, his mouth coming closer, his lips tickling hers as he whispered. "You are the only woman who's ever been here."

Her legs fell open on their own accord upon hearing his admission, a moan rumbling through her throat as she felt his fingers slipping deeper, separating her folds and pushing into her, his tongue darting into her mouth, deepening the kiss.

She let out a deep growl as he suddenly stood up, leaving her hanging high and dry but he only grinned at her as she shot him an accusing look, her slightly annoyed expression turning into utter surprise when the bench suddenly moved upwards as he flipped a switch, coming to a halt in the exact right height for him to step between her legs and align himself.

"You've got to be kidding me." She mumbled, shaking her head in disbelief.

"Wrap your legs around me, love."

She did and he began to thrust deep into her, every thrust seemingly hitting her deeper and she let her head fall back against the tiles, letting the water run down her face, reveling in the feeling of his hard and long cock fucking her to another climax, leaving her breath- and boneless.

They stumbled out of the shower, his arms wrapping her into a towel and before she realized what he was doing he had her scooped up into his arms and carried her to the bed, ripping the towel off her and beginning to caress her body with his hands and mouth.

This would definitely work. As long as he was screwing her brains out she wasn't able to think straight what worked in her favor. She didn't want to hurt him unnecessarily. The more time they spent having sex the less time was left to talk. She would just ride him until he was so worn out that he wasn't able to ask her any more questions.

It was the best for either of them. No more getting to know each other better. Just plain sex. Nothing more.

And FYI, there are reef sharks that look exactly like the white shark from the movies. Well, maybe a little smaller. But I saw a reef shark and it's freaking scary to be so close to them. My hubby wanted to point me towards it but he said when he turned around he only saw my fins as I was wildly paddling back to the beach. :-)