Blueeyeddevil06 thank you for being my beta!

"Your administrative assistant is hot! You should totally see what's under that tight shirt!"

"And then be called into HR and get fired. No one's hot enough to risk my career."

"I don't know about that one. Surely it could be kept on the down-low. Someone with a body like that shouldn't go to waste."

"Oh, it's not a waste. I enjoy looking a lot."

"Look but don't touch. Boooring! You should do a lot of touching."

"I'm not having sex with my assistant!"

"Well, aren't you a killjoy? I don't get how we're even friends. I'd totally go for that."

"Don't you dare!"

"See?! I knew you wanted a piece of that ass! Ha!"

"Trust me. Wanting isn't the problem. I have all sorts of fantasies…"

"Ooh. Do tell!"

"No! Ruby, why am I even talking to you about this?"

"Because you're sexually frustrated. Go out there, grab Killian's ass, and have him fuck you on your desk." Ruby gave her a huge red smile.

Emma sighed and leaned back in her office chair. "Like I haven't had that fantasy a thousand times. Let's get out of here and get a drink. I know I need one."

Ruby sighed, "I still think-"

"Fired, Ruby. I'd get fired."

"Not if he wants it, and he can keep those hot lips closed."

"My luck with men would mean he'd end up bragging that he nailed his boss, and I'd lose my job." She groaned. "And there'd be a sex tape!"

"He doesn't strike me as the creepy type with a hidden camera."

"And Neal?" Emma asked, sighing.

Ruby rolled her eyes. "He had "asshole" written all over him. You were just a masochist back then."

"That's probably true. I just don't trust my judgment in men."

"Trust mine. Killian will help you take the edge off."

"I'm not looking just to scratch an itch, Ruby."

"What are you looking for?" She asked with genuine interest.

"I… I just get the feeling sometimes that he could be it for me." She shook her head, "I know. Crazy right? Of course, he's perfect. He's hot and never screws up at his job. Sometimes he even anticipates my needs. Way more than sometimes."

Ruby looked at her in shock. "He can read you? You?!"

"Yeah. That's weird, right?"

"I mean, I can read you, but I knew you before…" she gesticulated wildly. "All of those walls you put up."

"Ruby. It's scary. Yesterday he brought me coffee, and I had just been thinking I needed one in the afternoon. I never drink coffee in the afternoon. How the hell did he know?"

Ruby looked at her and shrugged, "Let's discuss this over tequila shots!"

"Wine."

"Te-quil-a!"

"Cosmos."

"Te-"

"No!"

"You're no fun!"

Emma shook her head. "I'm not getting drunk tonight. You're just lucky I agreed to talk to you about Killian."

"I get to hear one sexual fantasy then in compensation." She waved her finger at Emma. "I need a teaser, or I'm ordering tequila."

Emma sighed, "You know those tight shirts he wears?"

Ruby's eyes glittered. "Yeah."

"He walks into my office and peels it off." Emma moaned. "Damn, I want to see his body. He works out every day."

"And?!"

"I'll tell you the rest at the bar. Spoiler alert: it's not the only piece of clothing that comes off."

Ruby smiled. "Tell me you end up bent over your desk!"

Emma smirked. "On my chair, riding him."

"Oooh. That works too." She picked up her purse. "I still want details when we get to Happy Daze."

Emma chuckled, "It's a clever bar name. How did Graham come up with it?"

"Will you laugh if I tell you he googled good bar names? He's more of a mixologist. I now handle all the naming of things." She smiled. "He has this great drink call 'Ankles in the Air.'"

"Let me guess, he made a few for you and-"

Ruby laughed, "You know me so well!"

"So does Graham. I can't believe you eloped. I'm still pissed about that."

"You'll get over it."

Emma smiled at her, "You're right. He is perfect for you."

"He said I had to elope with him because he didn't want me changing my mind. He said I was too good to let go."

"I knew I liked him." Emma hugged her. "You're completely forgiven."

They walked out of the office, and Emma avoided looking at Killian. Her fantasies of him were a little too vivid in her mind, and she didn't want to blush when she looked at him. Or jump him. The second one was what she was the most worried about.

Killian stared after Emma as she left with her precocious friend. Ruby always gave him a weird look. At first, he thought she was trying to flirt with him. Now he realized she wanted him with Emma. He thought he should probably feel bad for not telling her she left her intercom turned on that afternoon. Initially, he didn't say anything because she had a call on the schedule with a guy's name, and he wanted to find out if it was a lover. He plugged a headset into the intercom on his side and left one earbud in.

The call with "David" turned out to be a brainstorming session for his proposal to her friend Mary Margret. He had an overwhelming sense of relief over that one. He tried to justify not disconnecting the intercom from his side for the rest of the day. He finally admitted he was wrong for leaving it on, but he didn't care. He decided he was a creepy asshole, and he had to get over it. He did.

Then Ruby showed up, and he didn't know if the ends justified the means, but it didn't matter. Emma wanted him. Ruby was right. He wanted her too, and he'd never kiss and tell. He didn't know who this Neal guy was, but he was already disgusted with him.

Now he just had to figure out what to do. Damn. He wanted to hear about the rest of her fantasy. Better yet, he wanted to live it out. Now he just had to figure out how to come on to his boss. He wanted to be more of a gentleman than to say, "Here's your coffee, wanna fuck?"

He had one bit of information he could use in his favor. She liked his tight shirts. Well, that and she wanted a relationship with him. His heart had stuttered at that news. He could see waking up to Emma so vividly. He wanted that.

He straightened up his office, turned off the intercom, and disconnected his earbuds. He slipped those in his pocket and packed his things away. He then thought about the last time he saw someone throw up on the subway. He needed to get his boner to go away before he walked through the office.

Monday was a shit show of a day for Emma. She was satisfied at least that it was other people's fires she was putting out, not her own, but it was still wearing on her. Arthur King was an ass. He was such an egomaniac that he didn't bother with details, and it was those that were going to hell.

"I'm firing that guy!" David didn't even knock on her door. "I warned him, and now you're cleaning up the mess."

"Shit. I didn't tell Mary Margaret. Who…?"

"Ruby told her. I'm sure she knew it would get to me."

"Yeah, Ruby promised not to tell you. I should have known better than to trust her. Next time, I'll make a complete list of names."

"You should have told me."

"I don't snitch. I just get shit done."

"Well, yeah. I need you to fix this, but that's only because he's fired." He looked at her apologetically. "Sorry, you'll be here late."

"Honestly, I don't mind, David. I want your business to succeed. You have lots of little Nolands in the future to support, and I'm going to be the cool aunt." Emma deflated. "Shit! That's going to be Ruby. How am I going to be the boring one?"

David laughed, "You'll be the one I actually let watch my kids. No way will Ruby be allowed. She'll be the one trying to sneak them to get them tattoos or something."

He looked at Emma seriously. "I appreciate this."

"I know, David. But let's be honest. After I introduced you to Mary Margret, you already owed me a kidney if I ever need one."

"It's yours." He then exited her office and turned towards Arthur's.

Killian then came in. Emma looked at him and grew pale. He was wearing a tight shirt, showing off his muscles. She tried to guard her reaction.

"I'm running out to get you a coffee with two shots of espresso. Need anything else? A muffin?"

"A muffin would be perfect." She smiled at him.

He nodded and headed out. When he returned, he brought her order in and shut the door. "Was that…?"

She looked at him. "Arthur getting his ass fired, finally? Yes."

"Good." He sat down in the chair across from her and gave her a boyish smile. "So, what do you need from me?"

Your shirt off and a can of whipped cream. She shook her head and said, "You have other projects."

"So do you."

"But, it's not your job to clean up after his messes."

He looked at her thoughtfully. "It's yours?"

"Well," she sighed and shook her head. "No, but I have a complex. I need to prove I'm better than him."

"And why is that, Love?"

"Childhood trauma." She shrugged her shoulders. "I know. Boring."

"You're never boring, Emma."

"Maybe sometime I'll tell you about the time I was arrested." She laughed.

"Very funny."

"I wasn't joking. Ex tried to let me take the fall for him. Lucky for me, I was smart enough not to feel sentimental, and I told them exactly where he was. They caught him before he ran."

"Neal?" He slipped before he realized what he said.

"I won't even ask how you know about that. I'm sure the name starts with R."

"Let me know how I can help you so you can get out sometime before the break of dawn."

They spent the rest of the day setting everything right. At seven, a delivery guy showed up and surprised Killian. He brought in the food. "Delivery, Emma."

She smiled. "Sit down. I ordered you some too. It's perfect timing. I just finished up the last of it.

He sat down at her desk and pulled out the food. "Looks delicious. I can run and get us drinks."

Emma smirked and opened a drawer, "I have this in case of emergencies." She held up a bottle of rum. She opened it, took a sip, and handed him the bottle. "If you don't mind my germs, have some."

He took a drink. "You're full of surprises."

They then began eating, and he noticed the tension in her shoulders. "You okay there?"

"Yea. I'm fine. Thanks for the help today. I hate to admit it, but I needed it."

"I'm always here for you." He took another bite of food.

Emma stabbed hers and ate some too. She then took a drink of rum and then set it down. She thought better of getting too relaxed around Killian. His statement hit a little too close to her heart. She knew she needed to say something, though. "Thank you. David will be thrilled. I already called him to let him know we got it all handled tonight."

"He's answering his work phone tonight? The word is that he has some anniversary tonight."

"Two years of dating and…" she smiled, "he's getting engaged."

"Like I said. He must be a bloody workaholic to answer his work phone."

Emma smiled, "Can you keep a secret?"

He nodded, "Emma. I can be very discreet."

"I have his personal cell number. I didn't want him worrying that I couldn't fix it in time."

"And how did you get that?"

"I introduced him to the woman he's proposing to." She smiled. "She's one of my best friends."

"Ohh. I see." And he did. That was why David's voice sounded familiar the other day. It was the owner of the company.

"Well, I'm glad he had that knowledge. I don't know if you heard, but Arthur didn't go quietly."

"I was holed up in here. What happened?"

Killian told her. He explained the yelling and the fit he threw. He had even taken a swing at David in front of everyone. Emma admitted she was sorry she missed that.

They then moved on to other topics, and eventually, they noticed the time. She looked apologetic. "Sorry if you have someone to get home to. It's nine already."

Killian shook his head. "I live alone. I'm thinking about getting a dog, but I don't think it'll be fair to keep it in my apartment all day. You?" He asked even though he knew the answer.

"I live alone too. It's nice having my own space." They both stood, and she stepped forward after gathering her things. "Well…"

"Let me walk you out. I'm a gentleman, after all."

"Think I can't handle myself?" She teased.

"I thought it would be nice to walk together. Plus, I don't have keys to lock up the office."

They walked out, he held the door for her, and she locked everything up. He then walked her to her car. Before she got in, he pressed her back against her vehicle and kissed her. "Night, Emma." Her blood was singing through her veins.

She fumbled with her keys and got in her car. "Get yourself together, Emma!"

The next day, she got to work early. She didn't want to walk past Killian. She hadn't figured out how to handle the kiss. That amazing kiss.

There was a light knock on her door shortly before eight, and Killian stepped in, shut the door, walked over, and gave her a searing kiss. "We're not on the clock yet. I didn't know if you'd mind."

"Mind?" She asked, dazed.

"I didn't know if you'd be okay with me stealing kisses during work hours." He gave her a heated look.

Her mind hadn't even thought he'd have the idea to keep kissing her. Suddenly she was on board. Sort of. "You won't…"

"Kiss and tell?" He shook his head. "Then I'd have to stop kissing you." He ran his fingers through her hair and then cupped her cheek. "I definitely don't want to stop this." He then kissed her passionately again.

She smiled at him and said, "Oh, look at that. It's after eight. Oh well."

"Noted." He stepped back. "I look forward to working with you today."

When he brought her morning coffee, he kissed her again. Her heart was racing, and it had nothing to do with the caffeine. She said, "Sit down."

"What's-"

"I have to know what this is. We're-"

"Flirting with trouble?" He smirked. "You're worth it, Emma. If I have to, I can quit. I've been fantasizing about kissing you, and I finally am. I won't give this up unless you say we have to. What do you want from me?"

"You covered in something edible I can lick off." She shot out and then blushed. "Oh my gosh, I said that out loud."

He swallowed hard. "You won't hear any objections from me." His eyes were burning. "I'll let you use me for my body. I'll take what I can get from you, Love."

"I don't just want your body. I don't know what this is, but it's all of you that I want."

"I want that too. Do you want..." Killian cleared his throat. "Could you come over tonight?...Or is that too fast?" He rushes over the last part.

"I'd let you fuck me on my desk right now. But, your place is probably safer."

"Oh, Emma." He stood and pulled her up out of her chair. He then pressed her to his body. "If it weren't for the fact that I want to hear you screaming out in pleasure, I'd take you up on it."

She kissed him. "You think you're that good?"

He raked his eyes over her body and ground his hard cock into her. "I think I'm that motivated to please you, Love."

"And it has nothing to do with your ego?" She teased.

"Well, my ego is rather large. But, you'll find that everything about me is."

She stepped back and took a stuttering breath. "If we don't stop, I'll be throwing myself at you soon."

"Let me get you to my place and take my time with you. It will be worth the wait."

"You're so sure?"

He gave her a heated look. "I guarantee you're worth the wait. Fair warning, though. I'm not letting you go once I've had you. It will never be enough."

She swallowed hard. "But, what about work?"

"I'm looking for a new job as of now. I'll miss working for you, but I'd rather be with you."

She nodded. "That's probably better. Although, you've been the best assistant I've ever had."

"You can fuss to me about your new one, and I'll make it up to you every time."

"You're so sure we'll work?"

"Aren't you?"

She nodded. "I don't know why, but I am too."

He handed her a sheet of paper. "My address and phone number. Come right to my place after work. I'll order the food this time."

And so it was that Emma was knocking on his door with annoyingly sweaty palms. She wiped them off before he answered. He'd changed, and he was wearing a tight t-shirt. "Damn, your muscles are as sexy as I thought they'd be."

"I'm glad you're not disappointed, Love."

She rolled her eyes, "Like you didn't know I'd like you dressed like this."

She walked in, he shut the door, and pressed her up against it. "I'm hoping you like me naked even better."

"Let's have a show and tell, and we'll find out."

"Dinner first."

"Can't I just eat you?" She asked saucily.

He swallowed hard. "You're making it hard."

"That's the point." She glanced down at his cock.

"That's not what I meant. But, yea. You're doing that too."

"What did you mean?" She pulled on the bottom of his shirt to untuck it, slid her hand under it, and rested them on his tight abs.

"I'm trying to treat you well."

"You want to feed me before you bed me." She smirked.

"Well, when you put it that way…"

"Killian, relax. We can do it your way. I just like winding you up."

He ran his fingers through his hair. "I'm wound up alright."

He looked like he was fighting himself for a bit, and then he stepped away. She watched him set the oven to warm and then threw the take out in. "It will keep like that."

She pulled off her shirt. "I'm glad you see things my way."

He was left with his mouth gaped open. "Wow." He swallowed hard again. "You're so damn sexy."

He grabbed her ass and brought his mouth to her breast. "They are incredible." He nipped and kissed at them. He then sucked her nipples through her bra. "I can't believe…" he stepped back. "I won't fuck this up."

"What are you so nervous about?"

"You're incredible, and… dammit, I'm in love with you." He kissed her hard and held her there desperately. He didn't want her to talk. He couldn't bear to scare her away. He needed to work her up and have her forget what he said. He grabbed her ass then pulled her up and encouraged her to wrap her legs around him. She did just that. He then walked her to his bedroom and laid her on his bed. His hands immediately went to work taking her pants off.

"Slow done there, Sailor." She said. "Why are you in a hurry now?"

He looked at her nervously. "I… I said too much."

"You were lying?"

"No! But-"

"You're afraid you freaked me out?" He just nodded. "I'm in love with you too, Killian."

He looked at her in shock. "What?"

"Nope, I'm not repeating it unless you say it again first."

"I love you, Emma."

"I love you too. Now, get naked and make love to me."

He stripped off his clothes and then pulled hers off. "It's like unwrapping an incredibly sexy package."

"Your own personal play toy."

His eyes burned with lust. "First, I get dessert." He then licked her pussy and worked her up. She was screaming out in pleasure. He worked her then flicked her clit and got her to orgasm.

She moaned out, panting. "Wow."

He gave her a searing look. "I told you I wanted to hear you screaming in pleasure. Now, let's see how much of a voice you have left." He thrust into her.

Her eyes grew wide. "Wow, you're so big!"

"You like that, Emma?" He thrust into her hard.

"Yes!" She screamed out. "Right there!"

They came together like they were made for each other. He had her underneath him and felt her breasts bouncing against him. He growled. She fed into every bit of the animal buried deep inside of him. He wanted to mark her and claim her as his. Instead, he took her hard and made sure she felt the full drag of his cock and all the pleasure he could give her. They both orgasmed and laid in each other's arms.

And that was when the both remembered.

"Hook?"

"Swan."

"Love always wins." She kissed him hard.

"And I'll always find you."