Blueeyeddevil06, thank you for being my beta.

Killian sat in the back corner of the bar and watched the door. He wanted to see who was coming in since he knew Sheriff Noland was after him for questioning right now. Of course, he was guilty, but he needed to stall so the evidence against him could disappear.

His associate was currently having sex with the woman in charge of the evidence locker. She got off on having sex at work, and he was more than happy to oblige her. Once he left her sated, he'd make sure to find the flash drive and destroy it. Killian was just waiting on the text that would let him know it was done. Well, that and he was drinking rum. He was already celebrating getting away with racketeering.

He took a sip, and the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen walked through the door of the bar. He felt his cock react instantly to her in the sexy black dress she was wearing. He hoped she was out for a good time. He'd be happy to show her one.

He stood up and walked over to sit down next to her at the bar. He ordered another rum and told the bartender to get her whatever she wanted.

"Jack on the rocks." He heard her order. She then turned to look at him. "Thanks for the drink. You can leave me alone now."

He was mesmerized by her beautiful eyes. "I was hoping the drink bought me some of your time, Love."

"I'm not your love, and I'm not for sale. I kindly accepted your offer, and now you can kindly walk away."

He was floundering, and he didn't know what to say to her. He asked, "You have a boyfriend then?"

She glared at him, "And the only way a woman can turn a man down is if she belongs to another man? Why don't you just hit me over the head with a club since you're such a caveman."

This was not going according to plan for Killian. He was about to comment about that when Sheriff Noland walked through the front door. He spun to face away from him, and he heard her chuckle.

Then to his horror, he heard her talk to the Sheriff. "Really, David? You're following me to the bar now?"

"It's Dad, and I'm just watching out for you, Emma. You know that your mother and I worry about you."

"And all those years I spent in foster care? You didn't raise me."

"That wasn't our fault! My father had you kidnapped and abandoned on the side of the road! I told you that."

"And now we're one big happy family? I'm not buying it."

"We never gave up looking for you."

She shot back the glass of whiskey and slammed the glass down on the bar. "I'd like another." She said to the bartender. She then said, "Then give me some space. I just found out you're my birth father."

"I told you, it wasn't our fault!"

"It wasn't mine either! I was an infant. However, you weren't able to protect me."

David huffed out in aggravation. "I'll give you some space. You know where we live."

"Yes, I do. In your perfect house with your replacement child. You know, the one you managed to hold onto."

Killian heard the door slam, and he faced forward at the bar. "Family trouble, Emma?"

She shot a look at him and then pointed at her drink. "Are you paying for this one?"

"Sure, why not." He then waited to see what would happen.

"This one will buy you a conversation. Only a conversation." She then took a sip of her drink and set it down. "I just found my birth parents. It turns out the man that couldn't protect me protects this whole town. Doesn't that just make you feel so safe?" She asked acerbically.

"Yes, actually, since I'm a bad guy. It sounds like I'm less likely to get caught." He smiled at her. He finished his rum and tapped the rim of his glass to order another one.

She narrowed her eyes at him. "Are you one of those guys who wants to be big-time, or have I heard of you?"

"Have you been in town long?"

"No, but does that matter?"

"Name's Killian Jones, Love." He picked up his filled glass, took a drink, and watched her over the rim carefully. He smirked when her eyes widened.

"I have heard of you." She turned to angle her body towards his. "And here I just thought you were a poser in that leather jacket and guyliner."

"Hey, it makes me look devilishly handsome."

"Don't get me wrong. It's incredibly sexy." She took another sip of her drink. "It's just interesting that you actually have a reputation to back up the look." She placed her hand on his thigh.

"I get the impression you're looking to rebel, Love."

She smirked, "What? Do you think I'd look good with a little rebel in me?"

He gave her a heated look, and before he took a drink, he said, "There's nothing little about it."

Her eyes raked over his body as she leaned toward him and said in a husky voice. "Just how big is it, Sailor?"

"More than enough to satisfy." He grabbed the leg of her stool and pulled her chair closer to him. She was now sitting between his legs. He then leaned forward into the little space between them. "That is if you're willing."

She downed the rest of her drink. "Pay the nice bartender, and let's get out of here."

Killian paid their tab and wrapped his arm around her waist as she hopped down from the stool. When they made it out of the bar to the sidewalk, his hand immediately went to her ass and squeezed. "Your place or mine?"

She turned into his arms and pressed herself against him. She moaned when she felt his hard cock pressed against her. "You really are big. This should be fun. Let's go to your place. I don't know if I want you to know where the Sheriff's daughter lives."

"Oh, Emma. I would never do anything to you that you didn't want. Personally, I don't mix business and pleasure."

"Then let's go to my place. I don't live far from here."

Before she could show him the way, he grabbed her ass in both hands and kept her pressed against his cock. He then kissed her neck and sucked on her pulse point. "I'd offer to take you against the wall right here, but I want to spend more time on you. Your body is amazing."

She moaned and nibbled his ear. "Think you can get me to scream your name?"

"Aye, Love. That won't be a problem. Let's just hope the neighbors don't call the cops. It would be awkward if daddy shows up."

She chuckled, "You really think you're that good?"

"Let's find out." He slid one hand up under her dress and felt the lace of her panties. "I can't wait to undress you, Emma."

She moaned and reluctantly pulled back. He then offered her his arm, and she showed him the way to her place.

He decided to rile her up on the way there. "Fuck, I want to bury myself inside of your tight cunt. I bet you'll feel so good around me. I know I'll like looking at your sexy body while I drive my hard cock inside of you."

What he didn't expect was for her to give back as good as he gave. "I'm looking forward to riding you. My breasts will dangle in your face and bounce as I do. I can't wait to feel the drag of your cock in me. I'm so wet and ready for you. I wonder how many condoms we can make it through tonight. I'm hoping your stamina is superhuman."

They made it to her apartment building, and he pressed her against the wall just inside the front door. "Fuck, you're driving me wild, Emma." He ran his hands up and grabbed her breast. "And these are huge."

She dropped her head back against the wall and moaned. "I'm so turned on I'd let you take me right here."

He pulled back and led her up the stairs. "Which apartment is yours?"

"205."

They made it into her place, and he tossed his leather jacket on the couch. "Take off that damn dress. I want to see what's underneath."

She stripped it off and stood there in a red lace corset and panties. "And, do you like it?"

"You know I bloody well like it, Emma." He grabbed her breasts and pinched her nipples. "I like it so damn much."

She caressed his cock. "I can tell."

He stripped off his shirt and pants. "And, now it's time to unwrap you. I can't wait to see you completely naked."

He removed her corset and slid her panties down her legs. He then ran a finger between the folds of her pussy. "You're so wet, Love." He then gave her a heated look. "And you look even better naked than I imagined."

He then took off his boxers and pressed their naked bodies together. "Where's your bedroom? Unless you want me to fuck you on that table over there."

"We can have sex on the table later." She pointed at a closed door. "That one right there is the bedroom."

He carried her into the room, pulled back her sheets, and laid her on the bed. Without a word, he spread her legs, buried his face in her pussy, and began eating her out. He smirked. She was already moaning out his name. Fuck, did his name sound good on her lips. Her back was arched, and her hands were fisted in the sheets.

He paused, and without moving back, he spoke into her pussy. "Emma, you're the sexiest thing I've ever seen. I don't think I'll ever be able to get enough of you." He licked her with the flat of his tongue, and she moaned out. "Damn, that's hot." He then brought her to orgasm, screaming his name, and she whimpered.

"Like that?" He asked cockily as he pulled back and raked his eyes over her body. His cock twitched, and he flicked her clit. "I'm going to really make it feel good now." He then thrust into her.

She moaned out, "You're so big. It feels so good…. Yes! Right there."

She raked her nails down his back, and he growled out. She was wild for him, and she was meeting him thrust for thrust. He knew she'd be hot, but he couldn't believe how good it was. He felt his orgasm build, and he knew it could kill him. She was everything, and once he came inside her, he knew he'd be done. She owned him now body and soul.

She orgasmed, and as her walls fluttered, it triggered his orgasm. He came inside his condom, and he laid there still buried inside of her. He didn't want to pull out. He had to stay with her.

He looked into her eyes as they tried to catch their breath. All of a sudden, he remembered her, and he saw the moment recognition passed behind her eyes. She was his. She was his Swan, and he'd spend as long as it took getting back to her every time.

"I love you, Swan."

"I love you too, Killian. We'll find each other every time. Nothing can keep us apart."

"That and the sex is always amazing." He quipped.

She winked at him, "Thanks."