Killian's eyes landed on the blonde in the red dress as she entered the hotel lobby. He finished his drink and strode over to talk to her. She bit her lower lip as she watched him, clearly happy he chose her.
"Captain Killian Jones." He said, holding her gaze as he kissed her hand.
Her green eyes darkened. "You're one of the new pilots?"
"Yes, ma'am. Just trying to do our nation proud." He gave her a boyish grin. How could he keep the attention of this goddess?
They stayed and talked. She took his drink from his hand and finished his rum. Seeing her long slender neck as she swallowed sent blood rushing south. Bloody hell. When she put the glass down, she curled her finger for him to follow her. He followed without hesitation.
Once they were at the hotel pool, she let her dress flutter to the ground as she removed her heels and dove into the water. For a moment, he wondered if she was a siren, there to beckon him to the rocks. When she rose enough out of the water to remove her brassiere, he realized he didn't care.
Who was he to deny a goddess?
He opened his pants to get some relief from the constricting fabric and pulled his shirt over his head. Once he was standing in just his boxers, he dove in. Her mouth was hot and demanding a contrast to the cool water of the pool. A long groan escaped him when she ground her hips against his.
Her legs wrapped around his waist and he pressed her into the side of the pool. She gasped as he started a rhythm guaranteed to make them both happy. Her moans and sighs were music to his ears. Blunt nails bit into his shoulders as he pushed her panties to one side in search of her heat.
Bloody hell she was wet. For him.
Crushing her mouth to his, she tried to muffle the sounds becoming higher and more desperate. "Hush, love. You'll wake the whole place. We don't want an audience, do we?"
"Just fuck me." She managed in a raw whisper.
Pressing his grin into her neck, he rubbed his thumb over her clit and held her as her hips bucked. She was a writhing mess in his arms and they'd barely started. Laughter and clinking bottles interrupted them when Will and the lads stopped at the pool deck.
"Bleeding hell!" Will glared at him as he hid his blonde goddess from view.
He knew by her movements that she'd pulled his shirt on. David and Rob soon joined with similar exclamations. Killian jumped out of the pool, ears burning, to grab their discarded clothes and shoes. He dropped one of her heels with a muttered curse and heard her delighted laughter.
Once he had everything in hand, he ran back to her and threw her over his shoulder. The breathless squeal something he would hold onto during lonely nights. "Sorry, mate. The lady doesn't share." She giggled into his back as he called back to his matesbefore slamming the door shut.
"Vixen." Killian growled as he pressed her into the door.
She was temptation standing before him in nothing but his wet undershirt. "Planning on finishing what you started?" She bit her lip. "Or do I need to finish on my own?"
He lifted her and her legs wrapped around his hips automatically. "Perhaps another time I can watch." Fire raced up his spine when she managed to free him from his boxers. "Here, Darling?"
"Everywhere." She breathed and bit down on his earlobe.
The hotel would probably have complaints about the noise he made when her tight, wet walls gripped his aching cock. Gods, he loved the way she teased him. The two of them managed to find a rhythm that had her cursing his name and pressing her heels into his arse. She dropped her head against the door, allowing him access to her graceful neck.
She tugged his hair almost too hard and brought his mouth back to hers. He felt her moan and his tongue swept hers before she began trembling around him. Her back bowed off the door as she cried out. His own release was already coiled, but as soon as he felt the fluttering of her walls, he was gone. Slamming his hand against the door, he pushed into her as far as he was able.
"So bloody perfect." He murmured into her skin.
Her laugh was low and throaty. "I'm not done with you yet, Captain."
"I would despair if you were." He growled and carried her to the dresser and rid them both of the remaining barriers.
Killian had never been modest about his appearance, but having the scrutinizing gaze of those green eyes unnerved him. He wanted to be everything she wanted tonight and every night. She held his gaze as she tugged his dog tags until she could capture his mouth. His hand trailed up her side slowly enjoying the way she tried to hide her reaction when it tickled. He continued his slow worship of her curves, enjoying the way she sighed.
He was so distracted by the sounds she was making, he didn't notice that she moved to wrap her hand around his cock. The groan that escaped would have embarrassed him, except it spurred her on. Before he could get carried away, he backed out of reach. "Keep that up and this will be over quickly, love."
She pouted and draped her arms around his neck. "I thought pilots liked it fast? Or did you not want to fly tonight?"
Capturing her adorable pout, he kissed her hard, pulling her against him. Her fingers tugged his hair almost too painfully. "Is that why you're here? You wanted to fly?"
He crouched and kissed her thighs before parting them carefully, running his hands up and down her smooth legs. Her eyes never left his. The brilliant green now wild and swallowed by want and need. With a mischievous grin, he caught her knees over his shoulders and lifted her up.
"Better find something to hold onto, love." He gave her no further warning before he sucked her clit between his lips.
One hand tugged at his hair before she found a grip on the doorframe. Killian wasted no time in sweeping his tongue through her folds. She tasted even better than he thought she would at the bar. He groaned into her and felt her shudder over him.
"Fuck!" She gasped. "Please…Killian."
Tightening his grip on her tight ass, he doubled his efforts, finding everything to make her writhe and scream as she rode his face. Her thighs trembled and he broke away. "Come on, love. Let go,"
She cried out almost immediately. He eased her through the aftershocks before helping her to her feet. Her legs wobbled and he held her tight against him. "Bloody brilliant, gorgeous girl."
"You get extra British when you're smug." She laughed against his chest. "Fuck, take me to bed."
"Demanding. I quite like a woman who knows what she wants." He laughed when she tugged at a tuft of chest hair,
Killian held her face between his hands and kissed her as the fire in his gut ignited once more. He walked her back to the bed. She slid back towards the pillows and he crawled slowly over her body. She arched off the bed and caught his face to kiss him hard and deep and bloody everything.
He caught her hands and pinned them over her head. She arched off the mattress as he rocked into her. Bending his head, he took one of her nipples and sucked. "So bloody responsive." He growled into her sternum.
"Fuck. You need to move." She panted into his neck.
The pace he set was intense and he knew it was making the headboard hit the wall, but when she came around him again, he didn't care who heard. His own release began building. Lifting her legs over his shoulders, he snapped his hips harder and more erratic. His fingers on her clit as he tried to bring her with him.
"One more, love. Feels so good."
Just when he thought he couldn't hold on any longer, her walls began trembling once more. As soon as he was spent, he lowered her legs and kissed her face. "So bloody brilliant."
"Your friends are going to hate us." She giggled. They were both lying on the bed, his angel stretched sideways across his lap as he ran his fingers through her hair.
"Worth it." He grinned and bent down to kiss her.
Pounding on both sides from Killian's crew members interrupted their moment. Both of them broke into laughter. He watched in both awe and disappointment as she rolled off the bed and pulled his undershirt and boxers.
"Where are you going?" He grinned and folded his arm behind his head. She looked more tempting in his clothes than she had in her red dress.
The smile she threw him was wicked and made his cock twitch in response. "For a drive. Where are your keys?"
She found the keys and twirled them around her finger with a coy smile. "How about I take you for a ride?"
Killian chuckled and rubbed a hand over his face. "Bloody insatiable." He stood and pulled on a pair of slacks and a fresh undershirt before waving a hand to the door. "After you, angel."
His red Corvette sat in front of his door. She slid her hand across the side of the car like she had his cock only hours ago and he bit his lip. This was probably a very bad idea.
The sea breeze whipped through his hair as she drove faster than he'd dared. Her clever hand shifted gears in a smooth motion that had him wishing she was changing his gears. At the beach road, she slowed down and he relaxed beside her. He reached over to squeeze her knee and she instinctively opened her legs.
"Think you can handle it?" He bit the t and let his fingers dance along her inner thigh.
She smirked and shifted gears again. God, he loved her legs. As she drove, he did his best to drive her crazy. Sliding his hand beneath the boxers, he found her center and set his pace to her driving and changing gears. The car stalled to a sudden stop when her feet left the pedals as she came apart beneath his fingers.
Her eyes were hungry and dark as she watched him lick his fingers clean. Eventually, they pulled off the road. Normally he would love to sit and watch the waves roll in, but there was a storm brewing in her emerald eyes.
It didn't take long for him to have her splayed out on the hood of his car and he thrust into her over and over. "Shhh, love. Can't wake the neighbors." He whispered beside her ear.
She kissed him with a passion that was rough and raw as she tried to muffle her cries. She came with a silent scream and her head thrown back. He followed a moment later. Bracing his hands on the hood, his breathing ragged and heavy, he rested his forehead against hers.
"Can I drive you back?" He whispered.
"Mm. Tired." She hummed and kissed
"Can I drive you back?" He whispered.
"Mm. Tired." She hummed and kissed his cheek.
He chuckled and gently lifted her into his arms. "I can't imagine how that happened."
The next day at breakfast, she joined him in the hotel restaurant for coffee. Her blonde curls that had been sleek and shining that night were wild and unruly. David was glaring daggers at them even as she got up to grab a fresh muffin.
"Killian, you can't be serious. You're married and -" David began in an angry hiss.
"Bloody hell, are you serious?" Will groaned. "You'll bring the press down on us."
"How?" She interrupted them, returning to her seat. "Pilot thoroughly ravishes wife at hotel pool? The scandal." She practically purred when she saw the coffee exactly as she liked it.
"Mates, this is my wife, Emma. Love, meet David Nolan and Will Scarlett. And that brooding gent glaring his disapproval is Rob Loxley." Killian indicated.
Emma waved cheerfully at him and sipped her coffee. "Good morning, boys. Care to join us?"
Killian chuckled and kissed her knuckles. "Don't torment the lads."
"Me?" She rolled her eyes at him. "You look like the cat who swallowed the canary."
"Not quite, but you seemed to enjoy low gravity."
"I don't need details." Will groaned. "You're the missus? But..."
Emma gave him her most innocent smile over her coffee mug and Will faltered. "As much as I'd like to stay and make you more uncomfortable, Liam has the kids and I promised them a trip to the beach today."
"Today? I can join you tomorrow." Killian offered. A family trip at the beach? When would he ever pass up a chance to see his wife in a bikini?
"They might accept that as the trade off. Try to avoid the mermaids?" She kissed him, slipping her tongue past his lips. He groaned and bit her lip when she pulled away.
"See you tonight?" She asked with a slow wicked grin.
Will sat down after she left. "That's your wife? Then why..."
Killian shook his head and rubbed a hand over his jaw. Emma helped him shave after an enjoyable shower and she always managed to give him a closer shave than he could. "Why wouldn't I have an affair with my wife?" He grinned.
"She's the one you've been drooling over?" Rob stared slack-jawed at him. "With the letters and late night phone calls?"
David sat down, shock etched into his face. Killian had to bite his tongue to keep himself from saying anything. Especially one of Emma's quips. "But at the airbase, everyone said you…"
He shrugged and stared at his coffee, remembering the night they both yelled until there were tears right before he blurted out his proposal. "Mate, I never worked as hard on anything as I did pursuing that woman. I don't intend on jeopardizing that."