Okay, the chapter I think you've all been waiting for... maybe, possibly? Thanks for your patience for the update.
It was completely dark and there was a bit of a chill in the air when they walked outside from the restaurant. Killian took off his jacket, offering it to her rather than having her search for her own in her suitcase. She thanked him as he kissed her cheek and opened the car door for her. When they were on the road again, Emma enjoyed her ice cream and coffee desert in a to-go cup, sharing it with Killian as he drove. The sugar and caffeine would definitely give them the energy they needed for the night's activities. Not that they needed the boost. The chance to finally be physically intimate with him was all of the inspiration she needed.
They engaged in light conversation, trying to simmer their desire for the rest of the drive. Truthfully, it was just nice to be with him without all of the chaos of their normal, everyday routines. And the idea that they had the weekend to do so was something she never thought she would have with him.
When they arrived at the hotel, Killian opened the door for her and retrieved their bags from the trunk. They each had a small suitcase with their clothes and essentials. Emma had offered to carry hers but he declined. She would never get over how much of a gentleman he was.
They walked into the hotel and when they reached the front desk, Killian set the bags down as they waited for one of the staff. It was eleven o'clock and eerily quiet and they figured no one had noticed they were there yet, so he pressed his hand to ding the bell on the counter. He moved his hand to her back, both of them barely holding it together. The anticipation was too great. Emma leaned into his side, lifting her lips to brush against his. He cupped her jaw with his other hand, pulling her closer until he was kissing her. He tasted her tongue, getting caught up in their embrace until they heard an obvious clearing of a throat.
They broke apart and at that point, they were both too high with desire to be embaressed.
The woman behind the counter gave them a knowing smile as she approached her computer. "Sorry about the wait. Are you just checking in for the night?"
"No, I've already paid for a room for the weekend. The name's Killian Jones."
She nodded and looked up his information. "Okay, you are on the tenth floor." She went to retrieve their key cards and handed them over, explaining the amenities and their surroundings, which Killian already knew about when he had carefully hand-picked this hotel. It was on the ocean and featured a view of the New York harbor and Stautue of Liberty. The hotel was also surrounded by various shops and restaurants and was a four-minute walk from the Ferry and a five-minute walk from the subway station with access to the rest of the city. The view was important since Killian had a feeling they would be spending a lot of time in the room, but the other stuff was important too. He wanted Emma to be able to have a memorable experience during this trip because who knew when they would be able to do this again.
"Check out time is noon on Monday. I hope you enjoy your stay," the receptionist said with a warm smile.
Emma and Killian grabbed their bags and headed for the elevator. They waited anxiously until the doors opened and they stepped out. Killian's stomach became a ball of neves as they found their hotel room. He put the key card in the slot and opened the door, Emma following behind him.
When Killian switched on the lights, Emma looked around the room in awe. They stepped onto the plush carpet of the rather large room. There was a white leather sofa and chair and flat-screen television along with a breakfast table seated near the large sliding doors that led to a balcony. There was also a full kitchen and bar adjacent to the bedroom.
"Wow, you really went all out," Emma breathed as they made their way to the bedroom.
"Well, I figured we would make the most of our time here."
He opened the door, his heart pounding in his chest trying not to get ahead of himself. He switched on the light and they walked in, setting their bags down as they took in the sight. There was another set of sliding doors leading to the balcony and Emma couldn't help but notice that next to the bathroom was a rather large jacuzzi. She turned to look at Killian with a mischievous smirk.
"Well, I'm certainly hoping to make the most of that tub," she said as she approached him, pressing her hands to his chest.
Killian grinned wickedly as he grabbed her hips. "I thought you would like that."
Emma let out a light laugh. "I think I'll like what we do in there," she spoke in a seductive voice as she looked at his lips, biting her bottom one. His hands snaked around to her back as he captured her lips.
"I take it you had something specific in mind," he asked, his voice shattered with anticipation.
"Mmmhmmm." Her fingers slid up to his shoulders, feeling the firm muscles underneath.
"Don't worry, love, that can definitely be arranged but why don't we save the tub for tomorrow," he suggested as he pulled her closer to him.
She nodded as she leaned in to kiss him again. He felt overwhelmed with desire, realizing that this was it. His chance to finally be with her. And as much as he wanted to, he also didn't want to rush this. He stepped away, releasing his hold. He saw dissapointment flashing in her eyes so he reached for her hand, taking it between both of his as he pressed a tender kiss to her knuckles.
"Love, I don't want to rush this. It's been a while for both of us and I think it's best if we took our time."
"Okay," she agreed, but at the same time, she didn't know if she could wait any longer. She wanted this man with every inch of her being.
"Why don't I get us some champagne?" he suggested. She nodded and he went behind her to remove the jacket from her shoulders. "Just relax, darling." He was more or less trying to convince himself to relax as he pressed a soft kiss to her bare shoulder. "I'll be right back."
She sat on the edge of the bed as he left the bedroom and hung his jacket in the closet before he grabbed two champagne flutes from the kitchen. He uncorked a bottle of champagne, filling the glasses halfway with the bubbly liquid. When he came back to the room, he handed her one of the flutes and she stood from the bed, taking it.
"Here's to the chance of starting a new future together," he toasted.
She smiled at the thought of having one with him and their sons. Everything else was just an obstacle she was more than willing to face. "To our our future." They clanked their glasses together and took a sip.
"How about some soft music to set the mood?" He asked her.
"Yeah, that sounds nice."
Killian retrieved his phone from his pocket and selected a slow song from his playlist. He set his phone on the dresser and took her glass, putting both of their drinks on the night stand before extending his hand. "Care for a dance?"
Emma laughed as she accepted. He wrapped his other arm around her waist as their fingers intertwined together perfectly, her other hand resting on his shoulder. "Somebody was well prepared for this night because I would guess that this is not a song you would normally listen to."
Killian smirked as they started to sway slowly to the music. "You're right, I'm more of a Bob Dylan kind of guy when it comes to music, rather than the modern day stuff."
"I agree with you there. Although I like a little country too."
"Ah, I should have known," he chuckled as he gazed into her eyes. "You know, I've just realized that we live together and we didn't even know what kind of music the other likes."
"You're right. That is strange. But it's also strange that we live together and we've professed our love to one another and yet we haven't made love yet. And here we are alone in a hotel room dancing," she laughed.
"If I were to guess, I would say you're making fun of me, love," he said with a quirky expression.
"Honestly, I'm glad we're not rushing this. I want tonight to last forever," she said in a whisper as she leaned in, capturing his lips. An electric current shot through him as he parted his mouth for her. He released her hand and curled both of his arms around her back, pulling her closer as their tongues collided, hungrily tasting and stroking. Just when she thought she had him right where she wanted him, he pulled his lips away, leaving them panting for air. He took her hand and twirled her around, bringing her to him with her back pressed to his body.
"You sure like to drag out the pre-activities," she teased, catching her breath.
"Well love, I have to admit, I very much enjoy foreplay," he breathed in her ear as he grabbed her hips, pressing her butt against his growing errection.
She moaned from the feeling of how hard he was, her own arousal pooling inside of her.
He brushed her hair away from her neck, pressing a kiss to the area before lifting his lips to her ear again.
"I plan on dragging as much of those sounds from your pretty lips as I can," he whispered as his fingers danced along her stomach until he reached her hipbone.
She gasped and closed her eyes, his words making her core clench as she rubbed her thighs together.
"What else do you like?" she managed. She wanted to know exactly how to flip his own world.
"Hmmm, I mostly like being the one to please but something tells me anything you do to me, I will thoroughly enjoy."
He trailed wonderful kisses down her neck and across her shoulder as his hand reached the hem of her dress, sliding underneath. His fingers glided across her skin until he reached the inside of her luscious, creamy thigh, giving it a light squeeze. At that point, they were no longer dancing and Emma's mind was completely gone. Her arm came around the back of his neck and she pulled his lips to hers, quickly finding his soft tongue. They both moaned into the kiss, their teeth and tongues nipping and tasting.
Killian was fully aroused as he slowly, carefully pulled her dress up, bunching it up around her waist. But as much as he wanted her, he was more inclined to drive her mad with many different kinds of pleasures first.
"You see, Emma, most men proceed directly to the main course." His hands moved to her center, feeling her arousal at his fingertips. He groaned, slowly stroking her through the thin lace of what he could tell was just a scrap mainly used for covering her mound. His other hand lifted to pull the sleeve of her dress further down her arm, revealing the strapless bra underneath. His hand slipped underneath the material, cupping her breast. "I personally don't get anything out of it unless my partner is appropriately cared for."
Her breath hitched in her throat as his thumb brushed one of her nipples, making it hard. She arched her back into his advances and leaned her head back on his shoulder. A shudder ran through her as Killian pulled her tight against him.
"And I want to care for you, Emma…" His accent was thick and deep as his lips brushed her ear, rattling every sensation in her body as he spoke; "...exquisitely."
She whimpered as his fingers teased her and she thought she would crumble on the spot. Killian grinned aqainst her skin as the hand that wasn't enjoying her pert nipple slipped inside of her panties, finding her smooth-as-silk, bare mound. His fingers stretched her folds and sank into her wet, aching flesh and she knew right then that she was a goner. She rolled her hips into his touch as he released her breast, wrapping his arm around her stomach to anchor her in place. He began feathering her clit and she let her body ride his fingers as she moaned. "That's it, love. I want to hear how good this feels."
"So good... don't stop," she pleaded as he brought her to the brink. His fingers picked up the pace, alternating between flicking and penetrating as her mouth fell, soft sounds of pleasure spilling out. With her head still on his shoulder, he thoroughly enjoyed watching her facial expressions, a lovely shade of pink brushing her cheeks as he pushed her over the edge. He had never seen her like this, it was something completely new and he quite liked her like this. Her body writhed in his arms, nectar spilling freely over his fingers and he groaned, pressing himself into her behind.
No one had ever made her feel this good, especially with just their fingers, and he knew exactly the right spots to hit without ever having touched her there before.
"Let me make you come, love. Give your body to me."
His words rippled through her, setting her skin on fire and she melted into him. Emma mewled without control as she thrashed her hips, letting him take her down until her body tensed up and she climaxed at his hand. Her knees buckled underneath, but Killian held her up as she breathed for air. He pressed sweet kisses to her cheek, removing his fingers from her heat as she collected her bearings.
When she was able to, she turned around and smashed her lips into his, catching his groan as his hands snaked around to her back, cupping the perfectly rounded cheeks of her ass. She kissed him with every ounce of love she felt for him and suddenly there was too much distance between them as her fingers wound through his dark locks, pulling him in deeper. He pressed the prominent bulge of his pants into her nub and she responded with a lift of her leg, curling it around his hip in silent invitation. He held onto the back of her thigh and rutted himself into her as he bit her bottom lip, both of them panting, a string of muffled moans echoing off of the walls. The passion was built up so high, it was about to burst from the surface as their hands reached for the other's clothes.
Emma lowered her leg, her fingers working at his tie and the buttons of his shirt. Killian aided her and she pushed the material over his shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. She looked at him with hunger in her incredibly green eyes, but he wasn't nearly finished with her. He turned her around and slowly unzipped her dress as he dropped lustful kisses to her neck, his stubble scraping along her soft skin. When the red fabric joined his shirt and tie on the floor, she turned around and he swore that his heart stopped beating when his eyes glazed over her form. She was the most beautiful and exquisite thing he had ever laid eyes on. The perfect swell of her breasts encased in sheer, red lace, the soft dip of her flat stomach that led to a matching thong, covering her sex.
"God you're..." Her beauty once again left him speechless and it definitely would not be the last time. "...breathtaking," he finally managed, precisely describing the effect she had on him. Her cheeks were flushed with pink and it only made her more desirable.
He craved to see more as he lowered his head to kiss the curve of her breast, taking a barely covered nipple between his teeth. He reach his arms around to unlatch her bra, letting it join the pile on the floor. He growled, seeing her bare gems, the pink nipples seeking attention that he desperately wanted to give them. There would be plenty of time for that, but first, he had to steady himself before kneeling before her, leaving seductive kisses in a path down her stomach. His fingers slid under the string of her poor excuse for underwear and glided around to her ass as he kissed her nub through the thin fabric.
Emma's fingers scrubbed through his hair in anticipation as he slowly pulled her panties down and she lifted her heels to step out of them. His fingers kneaded into the flesh of her backside as he breathed in her intoxicating, feminine scent. His hands followed her soft curves as he came back up, his dark eyes drinking her in.
"It's your turn to get naked," she said with a devilish grin as her hands reached for his belt, itching to free him from the offending material. She undid his pants and shrugged them down, along with his boxers. He kicked off his shoes and pulled off the rest of his clothes until he was standing naked before her. Her eyes followed down thin trail of hair that lead to his toned stomach and the long lenth the had her tongue lashing at her lips.
"See something you like?" he asked with a smug grin.
"You're definitely something to see," she replied as they stepped closer, their hands moving to explore every inch of naked skin. She stroked his hard member as he palmed her breasts, the soft weight filling his hands perfectly. "And even better to touch."
He groaned and as much as he wanted her to continue, he still had many plans he had yet to fulfill first. He gently removed her hand and lifted her up, long legs latching onto his hips as he carried her to the edge of the bed. His erection was pressed to her nub, making them both moan as he set her onto the covered mattress. He knelt down and removed her high heels before kissing her legs from toes to thighs. She let out soft moans as he parted her legs, positioning himself between them. He lifted his head and moved his mouth to the curve of her breast, latching onto a nipple as his thumb gave the other one attention. His tongue swirled around her areole before suckling her honey-soft flesh. Emma's hands clutched onto his shoulders as he took his time nipping and sucking, tugging and pulling with his teeth, his tongue, his fingers. Her breasts soaked up all of his attention and she enjoyed every moment of it.
When he was finished exploring them properly, he stood up just enough to capture her lips. He lifted his knees to the edge and she crawled backwards with him still latched until they were in the middle of the large bed. He released her lips and began moving down her body. She sighed as he kissed a slow trail down her stomach, pausing to look up at her, seeking approval. Her eyes were glowing, full of need and desire, so he continued.
Her inner thighs were smooth and exquisitely soft under the warm caresses of his lips and tongue. She let out soft cries as he spread her legs apart, his fingers opening her up for him. His tongue teased and traced her folds and when he let it sink into her warm flesh, her fingers scrambled for his hair, latching on tightly. His palms slid under her ass-cheeks and lifted her slightly off the bed, raising her to his mouth as he licked and nibbled and sucked. She moaned above him and rolled her hips into his skilled ministrations. His own pleasure was building inside of him as he responded to her softness, her slick heat, her intimate perfume, her sweet nectar. He soaked up all of it as he greedily ate into her. After a moment, he paused and looked up and she was beautiful like this; naked, her long hair streaming around her, her body writhing in pleasure. He leaned in and dragged his tongue in one long, broad stroke and she shuddered, crying out.
"Oh, Killian!"
She had never imagined that what she was experiencing could be this good. Everything he did to her felt like utter perfection and she happily accepted all of it. He drew the hard nub of her into his mouth and sucked, varying the speed and rhythm until she trembled on the edge of her release. She screamed out, cursing his name as her fingers tugged at his hair, pulling him in deeper to the point where he could barely breathe. It only encouraged him and he lowered her to the bed, still holding her thighs, and sucked hard, flicking the tip of his tongue over her swollen flesh. She bucked her hips madly until her body tensed up, her fingernails scraping his scalp as her orgasm crashed over her in waves.
The pleasure became overwhelming and she tried to push him away, but he didn't budge. He added a finger and continued to suck and nip at her bundle of nerves. Her skin was still tingling al the way to her toes as she let him continue because the guy obviously wanted nothing more than to please her so who was she to argue? He added two more fingers, pushing and pulling as he tongued her hungrily. He curled his fingers toward him and her screams echoed off the walls as she shuddered again, ripples of pleasure possessing her body.
Her bones felt like a pile of mush as she laid there breathless. Killian kissed her thigh before he came up, looking over her. She was flushed, sweaty, wanton and quite lovely. He hoped to see her like this more often as he caught her lips with his. When she tasted herself on his lips and tongue, she felt desire pooling inside of her again. As satisfied as she was, she still wanted him inside of her, but first she wanted to take pleasure in driving him just as mad as he drove her.
After he released her lips, she gathered all of the strength she could muster and pushed his back into the mattress, climbing atop of him. He arched a brow, giving her a quisitive look until she reached for him, finding him surprisingly hard and ready. The confusion on his face grew into something different when she started stroking him, leaving a trail of seductive kisses from his chest to his stomach. His eyes rolled into the back of his head, mouth falling open as he groaned. Somehow, he managed to grab her hand to stop her.
"You don't have to-" His protests were cut off when she lowered herself and wrapped her lips around the velvety tip of him, sucking ever so lightly. She could only hear the sounds of him groaning as she took him deeper into her mouth.
"God love..."
Killian sank his head back into the pillow, closing his eyes. His hands reached for the back of her head as he rocked his hips, her golden locks twirled around his fingers as she took her time, licking and sucking him in her mouth. This hadn't been part of his plan, he wanted this evening to be more about her, but he didn't fight her. Emma sucked and bobbed her head up and down his length, and the further she took him in, the more unwound he became. She finally devoured him whole, the head hitting the back of her throat and he started shaking. She worked quicker while cupping his balls in her delicate fingers and he was soon a quivering mess.
He was dizzy with pleasure, getting caught up in her mouth as she seemed to devour him without restraint. Increasing her speed even more, he matched it with his hips, dragging himself along her warm tongue. A rough groan escaped his lips, feeling warmth surging through hiis body as he lost himself in her mouth, spilling his seed down her throat. She swallowed and stole one last suck from the base of his shaft, tasting him one last time before she released him.
By the time she came back up to meet his gaze, he was rolling them over until he was on top of her. Her breathe hitched in her throat as she looked into his eyes, soft and deep. He laid gentle kisses upon her lips, arousal building inside of him again as he took his time, kissing along her jaw and down her neck, sucking on her pulse-point before staring into her eyes. She soon realized he was stalling. Her eyes looked up at him, concerned.
"Killian, what is it?"
He felt silly for hesitating, after their previous activities, and lord knows he wanted her but he wanted to do right by her more than anything.
"I just wanted to make sure that... I mean..." He paused, trying to find the words. Emma saw the struggle in his eyes and lifted a hand to his cheek.
"I want this, Killian. I want you... all of you."
"I just... Emma, I promise I will never betray you."
She looked at him, the damaged part of him shining through his eyes. He heart melted and even though he couldn't exactly say what he wanted her to know, she understood completely.
"I'll never betray you either, Killian. I love you with everything I have. I am yours completely."
He lowered his forehead to hers as he managed a weak smile. "I love you, too, Emma. I love you so much it... it hurts..." he let out a light laugh. "If that makes any sense."
A tear escaped her, spilling down her cheek.
"I know exactly what you mean," she breathed with a strangled laugh. He felt relief knowing that she felt exactly as he did. He wiped away her tear with his thumb as she wrapped her arms around the back of his neck and captured his lips. Complete trust ran through their veins as they kissed tenderly and passionately, saying everything they felt for eachother without words. They broke for air and she managed to speak again, her voice soft and shaky.
"Make love to me, Killian."
He didn't argue with her request as she wrapped her legs around his hips and he lifted himself up just enough to still feel her nipples against his chest, his hair tickling her. He nudged her entrance and they both moaned at the contact. Slowly penetrating her, he stretched her aching walls. She was so tight around him, he had to pause for fear of hurting her.
"Are you alright, love?"
"I'm fine. Keep going."
He obliged and continued with slow, gentle thrusts. They both gasped and groaned when he had every inch of her. He had to steady himself to keep from finishing too soon.
"It's okay, Killian, we have all weekend," she breathed with an encouraging smile.
"I know, but I don't want to dissapoint you."
She almost laughed. "You couldn't dissapoint me if you tried."
"You're just so... God you're tight," he groaned as he rocked into her, falling into a slow and steady rhythm. Her hands gripped his shoulders as she moaned, her walls feeling deliciously full. His breathing was heavy, eyes dark as he tried to bide his time. Their bodies molded together so perfectly like they were made for each other. His lips smashed into hers, their moans muffled as he quickened the pace.
She had no idea that sex could be this good. There was even a point in her life when she didn't even see what the big deal was, but clearly she had been missing out. He felt so incredible inside of her, and her walls were quickly clenching around him. She spread her legs further apart, taking him in deeper. He shifted his angle, dragging himself against her walls in the most perfect way as he picked up the pace, plunging into her with more purpose.
"Killian... Oh my god." She cried out, her fingernails digging into his shoulders as she let him take her into oblivion. A string of moans escaped on both ends with every thrust until her walls were tumbling around him, clenching him tightly.
"Oh god, love..."
He rode her through the aftershocks, triggering his own orgasm and he stilled his rhythm, filling her up with his seed. His body gently collapsed on hers and he rested his head on her chest. Their bodies were fused together in a sated, boneless mess as they panted for air. Neither of them could move for some time, but somehow he managed to roll off of her, and got out of bed to get her a wash cloth and a glass of water. When she cleaned herself off and took a few sips of water, they got underneath the warm covers. He laid on his back, pulling her in his arms and she rested her head on his chest.
"That was..." he managed after regaining some composure.
"Well worth the wait," she finished with a satisfied smirk.
"Aye, precisely. That was even better than I imagined."
"You're telling me," she laughed as her fingers ran along the trail of his stomach.
"I mean, once again I'm baffled by how anyone could let you go."
"Believe me, I'm wondering the same thing about you," she murmured.
"Well, it's definitely their loss and our gain," he stated with a smirk.
She hummed in agreement as her arm draped over his stomach, her hand clutching to his side. It may have been two heartbreaks that brought them together, but she decided that her divorce with Neal was one of the best things that ever happened to her. She nuzzled her nose against Killian, relishing in his embrace as she closed her eyes. They silently decided there was no more energy for words. All they needed was quiet serenity in each other's arms. Killian kissed the top of her head through the disheveled, golden tresses and she slowly drifted off to sleep to the sound of his heartbeat thumping quietly in his chest.