What the…
Buzz…
Is there a bee in my room?
Buzz…
My eyelids fluttered open and through the haze I tried to find the irritating little shit that was fucking up my sleep. I rubbed my eyes to clear the cobwebs then scoped out my room. Buzz… I looked to the right and found my phone vibrating on top of my rickety nightstand. Grumbling under my breath, I slid my arm out the covers, reached over, and rolled my eyes at the three text messages from the person I'd never thought I'd be hanging out with and if you would have told me six months ago this was going to be the nature of our relationship by the end of the year I would've laughed in your face.
Ethan (3)
Don't forget to bring your controller today…
Also I unlocked more weapons so we'll have options. Hope your ready to blow up some zombies
You're off at 4 right? It's your turn to buy and there's this awesome waffle shop next to your job. They serve them ALL DAY! So you know, original waffle, strawberries and whip cream on the side please. That way you don't need to ask me later.
"Fuck your waffles." I mumbled, placing my cell back on the night stand and slipping under the covers again. The only problem, I'm wide awake now. Stupid Ethan. It's only 7:14, on a Saturday. Plus Regina and I went to bed really late last night, or, I guess you could say, this morning. She tried to get me off, she really did, and as usual, she didn't play fair. I held my ground though, and after she came for the fourth time with her legs shaking around my head, she went night night. Like, right away. A smile crossed my face and dropped my gaze to her sleeping figure. She was face up with the left side of her face smashed into the pillow and her right arm was thrown over her head giving me some nice side boob action in the tank top she was wearing. I should look away, but I can't. You'd think I would have had enough.
As quietly as I could I rolled on my side, lifting up the sheets to see if she had slept the whole night without underwear.
She had.
Slithering under the covers I was pleased to see Regina made this easier with her legs already spread. I continued making my way to the destination that lay in between her thighs, pausing every so often to listen to her breath, although creepy it was mostly to make sure she was still asleep. It's humid under here, a little warm, slightly suffocating. How do people stay down here for so long? But as I get situated and her smell wafts under my nose I don't really care that I can't get enough air to my lungs. Slowly, I slid my arms under her knees, gently lifting her legs up. The muscles began to jerk at the movement and Regina's tired grunt reached my ears. She tried to move her legs but my hands were planted on the mattress and before she could wake up I dropped my head, stuck out my tongue, and ran the flat of it over her clit.
Her body jerked wildly and she sucked in a sharp breath of air. Soon the covers were flung off my body and sleepy brown eyes stared down at me. "Well, good morning..." her raspy voice was something I'd never heard. She sounded like she smoked a thousand pack of cigarettes. Jesus, it was such a turn on. Using the tip of my tongue I circled her clit in a turtle like pace watching her eyes make friends with back of her skull. "Oh yes, very good morning." she whispered combing her fingers through my tangled hair. I kept a firm and steady rhythm as I licked up her bundle, giving it the attention it deserves and Regina bucked her hips in pleasure, digging her fingernails in the base of my skull. She held back the noises with every gentle flick, but when I wrapped my lips around the sensitive nerves and began to suck, I pulled the most desperate, hungry, muffled cry from her. Regina's free hand snaked under shirt, cupped her breast and the movement underneath the fabric told me she was teasing her nipple. Moans vibrated against my throat while I watched her fondle her breasts, in turn, increasing the undulating rotation of her hips and feeling her push me against as her grip tightened in my hair in attempt to keep me close.
She said chanted my name in a low, heated, tone, and I did my best to reply by using actions instead of words. I gently scraped my teeth over, flicked my tongue to soothe it, and licked in between her folds, each time her back arched higher off the bed, her ankles now crossed behind my back, thighs trembling against my face, and finally-
"Emma, you awake in there?" Oooh shit. Both of us froze like statues at the sound of my dad's voice on the other side of the door. Regina's body still trembled as I shook off her grip, untangling myself from her legs and sat up, staring at the knob like a deer in headlights. "Emma?"
"Shit, you have to go." I whispered but received a less than enthusiastic look from my girlfriend. "I'm serious..." I said, scrambling off the bed as a heavy knock hit the door.
"I can hear you. I'm up, no need to keep quiet. I'm going to make some breakfast, special requests?"
Ugh, he sounded so cheery. Won't be the case when he finds out Regina stayed the night. I slipped on my sweats and chucked the thong and dress she wore last night at her. She caught them and swung her legs off the bed, but had a hard time standing up.
"Are you okay?" I slid the shirt over my head then walked to her side of the bed to help her get dressed.
"I'm sore." she replied, louder than I wanted. Apparently being half asleep and on the brink of an orgasm makes for one cranky Regina.
"Ssh..."
She stepped in the dress and I slid it over her hips as I answered dad, "Uh, nothing that requires you cooking with eggs." I joked, hoping it wouldn't sound too suspicious before turning back to Regina and pointing to the window. An eyebrow raised, arms folded across her chest, and when her hip cocked out to the side the possibility hit that I might be going out that window.
"Ah, it seems you woke up on the right side of the bed this morning." dad praised. Yea, you could say that.
"I'm not crawling out the window." Regina hissed.
"It'll be fine, just text me when you get home." Why is she making this difficult? "That's what happens when you get a lot of sleep dad." This two conversations thing at once is for the fucking birds.
"And please tell me Emma, how will I get home?" okay, raspy voice when she's irritated, not so awesome.
"What do you mean how you will get home, you get in your car and-" Oh yea.
"Mhm." Regina vocalized through pursed lips.
"Ah, there's that teenage attitude." he called. "I'll meet you downstairs." Yes, please do that.
We waited until his footsteps faded before letting out a breath.
"So, any more fantastic ideas?" Regina sarcastically spit out. I narrowed my eyes at her, titling my head to the side to see if I can read her tense body language.
"I'll get you home." lifting my hand I cupped the side of her arm, squeezing softly. "And I'll finish what I started once I get you there."
"What if I take care of it before then, I mean, who knows how long I'll be up here..." the words came out like silk dipped in honey. She swayed out of my grasp, gaze steady on mine as she slithered back out of her dress. Dark, wanting eyes dropped to my cock, the hard on very much visible. Her seduction knows no bounds, and when she sat down on my bed, hands planted firmly behind her, breasts pushed out, with those full lips, and large pupils, I fucking lost it.
I jumped her.
Literally, I pounced.
And she was ready, wrapping her legs around my waist and pulling me in for sloppy kiss. Our tongues were trapped in a heated duel, only breaking when my nails scratched along her ribs. I pulled back to her displeasure and began peppering her jaw with chaste kisses. "Yes..." and God, her voice makes my eardrums pulse. I pressed my warms lips to her throat and sucked on her pulse point, taking a bit of the soft flesh in my mouth. Nimble fingers clutched the hem of my shirt, pushing it up my back so it rested on my shoulder blades. I scraped my teeth over the hopefully bruised point then brushed over it with my tongue, feeling her hips jerk against mine, shivering at the small noises she made as I kissed my way back up her neck then dipped my tongue in her mouth.
My body hummed with arousal, even just the brush of fabric over my aching cock has me struggling to stay in control. Regina arched below me, sliding one hand to my breast and trailing the fingertips of her other down the side of my stomach. Now it was her to tear her mouth away from mine, taking in shallow breaths as my lips found the way back to the raw spot on her neck.
"I need to feel your breasts against mine, Emma. Heaving-" and where is this little bit of dirty talk coming from? Tilting my head to the side I smirked against her skin.
"I want to-"
"EMMA?!" Faaack! My dad...my fucking dad. I sat up, dropping my head back and sent out a few choice words before responding loud enough for him to hear me.
"Yes?!"
"Breakfast is ready, nothing with eggs!" he shouted from the bottom of the stairs.
Warm hands hit my thighs and her fingers drummed against me, dragging my gaze from the ceiling I looked down at Regina's flushed face. "You have really pretty eyes." Regina commented, slowly reaching up and cupping my cheek. I blushed, leaning in to the palm of her hand. "You're so beautiful." she continued, and my cheeks burned from the blush deepening.
"What are you doing?" I asked, covering her hand with mine. She shrugged her shoulders as a content smile spread across her lips and a grateful expression settled on her face.
"Just looking." she murmured, bringing me down and meeting me half way for a simple kiss. "You should go eat."
"I was trying to." Grazing my nose against hers, I pecked her lips again. The light giggle she let out fueled my happy mood. "Ugh," I sighed, nuzzling my face in the crook of her neck and enjoying the faint patterns she painted on my back, "I can't wait until we get our own place."
Regina stilled below me, her hands paused mid rotation.
Wait, did I just say that out loud?
"I mean-" Using my hands, I lifted myself up. "-that's not, I didn't mean to assume we would-I was just-"
"Maybe you should go have breakfast." Regina said, ceasing my immature rambling. I nodded and rolled off her, landing flat on my back.
"Did I upset you?" From the corner of my eye I saw her head turn to face me.
"No Emma, not at all."
But it felt like it, and I didn't know what to say after that. So I slipped off my bed, got dressed, made promises that I would return with food, and left.
Sometimes I feel like I should insert my foot in my mouth before I speak. Can't wait until we get our own place. Such a ridiculous, stereotypical lesbian thing to say. Like, 'hey, I know our relationship is already forbidden and we haven't really gotten the chance to date, but still, let's move in together'. Now she's probably freaked out, thinking once again we moved too fast for our little hearts to handle.
The fuck Emma.
Way to backtrack.
"There she is." dad gleamed as I walked in the kitchen, smelling bacon and toast, two things that he shouldn't fuck up too bad. Though, a salad is not that hard to make and yet instead of salad I got a smoothie. A ranch dressing smoothie.
Cringe.
"Good morning." I said, suffocating under the tight bear hug he likes to give.
"Morning sweetie." he replied, placing a quick kiss on my forehead.
"What's got you all dressed up?" I questioned, surprised that he's already in normal clothes instead of pajamas.
"Well," he spun away from me, walking to the cabinets, and grabbed a plate. "I thought after breakfast you and I could go for a ride."
I took a piece of bacon off the paper towel he laid them on and raised an eyebrow. "You mean…?"
"Yup. It's a nice day, you're mom is out of town. Great opportunity for some father daughter bonding." He handed me my plate complete with tons of bacon and three slices of toast. It was as if he knew I was eating for two. Shit, did he know?
"That sounds really awesome." I started, working up the courage to hurt his feelings, "But-"
A loud ringtone buzzed in the kitchen, vibrating my eardrums and not in a good way.
"Hold that thought." he said, reaching for his phone that sat on the counter. "Swan," so formal. "Right now? Are you sure it can't wait-okay...fine, yes, I'll see you soon." Dad glanced back at me, and I could see the apology in his eyes. "That was work." he frowned, as if the words tasted foul as he spoke.
"That's okay. There's plenty of time." I did my best to look disappointed but man, was I lucky.
"Hey-" he curled his fingers under my chin, bringing my eyes to his. "We'll do it soon." After a quick kiss to my temple, he grabbed his keys, wallet, phone, and hurried out the door.
Well…
That was fairly uneventful.
Guess it's time to face the girlfriend. Dragging my feet across the kitchen floor, I made my way to the foyer and took the first step on the stairs when the squeak that my door made when it was being opened sounded through the house. Tilting my head up I saw Regina at the top of the stairs, she looked just as beautiful as last night. Maybe more. She took the steps slow, sliding her hand down the banister while the other clutched her purse and phone.
We caught eyes and I refused to look away, focusing on the deep, black gaze coming towards me. She stopped on the step above mine, hovering in the most teasing of ways. There's was something about classy Regina, with faded makeup, and messy curly hair that just did something to me.
"Heard your dad leave. I ordered a rideshare." her crisp tone didn't match the unadulterated twinkle behind the only bit of dark brown iris visible.
"Oh, um, okay." I replied, furrowing my eyebrows and leaning back an inch. "Are you sure I didn't-" suddenly hot lips crashed against mine and I stumbled back, dropping the plate and hearing it crash to the ground. Regina roughly pushed me against the wall, dipping her tongue in my mouth, dropped her belongings, and slid her hands all over my body. She pulled away before the shock of it all wore off, chuckling at my dazed look.
"I'll see you soon."
"Are you asking me or telling me in a nice way?" I slurred out.
"I'm telling you in away that sounds like I'm asking nicely." she replied and a quiet ding followed her words. "Til then, little one." her lips grazed across mine, then came the soft, barely there kiss that spoke volumes. "I love you." she whispered, picked up her phone and purse, then walked out of the house.
So much for staying in control.
But what should I expect?
After all, she is, Regina Mills.
"I'm thinking this one..." Ruby said, gripping the hanger and holding the dress to her body. I refrained from making a face of disapproval, instead pulled my lips in and nodded.
"It's...okay." I forced out, receiving an eye roll from Ruby.
"Emma this is the millionth dress we've been through." she said, exhausted and annoyed at my indecisiveness. It's not my fault, nobody asked her to come with me today.
"Okay, what about this one?" I asked, it wasn't fancy. Just a plan strapless dress.
"We're getting warmer..." She replied, placing the one she was holding back on the rack and dragged me to the dressing room.
It had been a long time since Ruby and I had hung out and with her getting accepted at some design school in Paris our time together has been shortened.
"How are you and Ms. Mills?" she asked as we stepped in the fitting room and she closed the door.
"You can call her Regina." I joked, taking my phone, wallet, and keys out of my pockets so I could slip off my pants.
"It's too weird." she replied, shaking her head. She sat down on the bench and nibbled on her bottom lip. Her eyes glazed over as she stared blankly at the wall. Ruby has been a little off today, for one she's quiet, and if you know Ruby quiet is not a word she knows. Two, she's been very closed off, by this I mean, no hugs, no kisses to the cheek, no nothing. Third, she didn't eat her lunch today.
"We're good, I think. Are you okay?" I asked, sliding my jeans down and stepping out of them.
"What do you mean you think?" she didn't offer an answer to my second question.
"I mean everything seems fine but not at the same time."
Her blue eyes met mine and a frown tugged on her lips, "I don't understand. Also, nothing is wrong. Now, let's see how this dress looks." Deflecting, not a good sign. She stood up, slipped the dress off the hanger, patiently waiting for me to finish taking off my clothes. After I pulled the shirt over my head she let me use her shoulder for balance as I stepped in.
"Well I made a comment about us moving in together a couple weeks ago and I'm not sure if I upset her or not." We slid it up, and fuck it was tighter than I thought, and what's this breeze I'm feeling.
"Then just ask." As Ruby helped secure my breasts I dropped my gaze and noticed a slit that ended just under my hip. Mm, pretty sure this goes against the dress code, but if Regina can do it…
"No, because I don't want her to feel...I don't know. Never mind. It sounds dumb now that I'm saying it out loud."
"It doesn't sound dumb, but if you think she's upset then talk to her." The zipper rose and I was transformed. Well sort of, we won't know how it'll look until the day of but so far, I'm digging it.
"See that's the problem, like she doesn't seem off but something seems off."
An exasperated sigh was heard behind me. "Are you sure you're just not looking for a reason?" She placed her hands on my shoulders. "I'm just gonna say it now, you look really hot and I think you should buy this one." Ruby praised, spinning me around so we were face to face. Her eyes roamed over my hair, then my face, and finally my neck. "We can do some loose curls, a little bit of make up, and I think I have a necklace that will match perfectly."
"I'll have to tuck but I think we found it. And maybe you're right, I should just let it go." I smiled broadly and she let one form on her lips, but it wasn't real, it didn't reach her clear, caribbean blue eyes. "Dude, what is wrong?"
"Like I said, nothing."
"Ruby just tell me." I pleaded and when her brows returned to its relaxed position I knew she'd given in."
"Sit down." she said, getting comfortable on the bench. I followed apprehensively, because yea I want to know what's up but she looks really nervous right now. "Okay, so I've been holding off on telling you this..."
I straightened my back, interlocked my fingers and circled my thumb around the other. Ruby gazed over my tense state and placed a hand on my knee, squeezing reassuringly. There was a light thumping from the dressing room to the right of us, and giggles floated through the gaps separating the tiny changing rooms.
"Gross." Ruby pointed her finger in the direction of the now moans and rolled her eyes. I want to agree with her but if Regina and I were in there then we'd probably be doing the same thing. So I pushed out my lips, raised both eyebrows and nodded, rocking back and forth. "Sorry," she quickly mumbled, scanning the tiny details of her hands. "Where was I?"
"You were about to tell me something you don't want to tell me." I teased, trying to lighten the mood.
"Yea, right. So you know Paris, right?" Oh no, she's doing that 'right' thing.
"I think they have that thing called the Eiffel Tower there?"
Sarcasm is the best defense mechanism.
"I'm serious." she whined, pushing my shoulder.
"Okay, okay, I'm ready."
"Alright, we were at Paris, right?"
I refrained from saying no were at the mall, "Yup."
"And you know our trip, right?" Ugh boy. "So, I ca-can't, um, I won't be able to go."
Oh, well, that's…a bummer.
Ruby didn't say anything after that, her desperate eyes searching mine for any sign that I might be upset. "It's okay, that just means we'll have to go some other time."
Her shoulders dropped instantly, and a smile, a real one appeared in front of me. "I'll give the ticket back tomorrow." I replied, standing up and turning my back to her, pointing at the zipper.
"Oh, no I don't want you to give the ticket back." The creak of the bench sounded in the fitting room beside us and a woman's laugh hit my ears.
"I'm not going by myself." She slid the zipper down, careful not to catch my skin.
"Babe, you're going."
She placed her chin on my shoulder and wrapped her arms around my waist, the loose strands of her hair tickled my ear. "You're going and you are going to love it." she whispered, slowly swaying us from side to side. "You're going because I'm giving you my ticket."
"But-"
"And, I want you to take whoever you want."
Wait.
"You can't be serious. Ruby that's so much money, hell even changing your flight is damn near impossible." I countered, she went from we're not going, to you're going, to you're going with whoever you want, though we both know who that is.
"It's refundable."
"I-I..." I nothing. I tugged on her arms, loosening her grip so I could spin around and face her. "I..."
Speechless.
A wolfish grin lifted the corners of her mouth, showing off her teeth.
"I still have to talk to my parents about going." I replied, finally recovering from the disbelief.
"You haven't talked to them yet? What are you waiting for?" Ruby almost scolded, bopping my nose with her finger.
"I know, I know. I will."
"Tonight. The Big Swans are cool and all, but uh, going out of the country with a woman in which you have a complicated relationship with...you might want to give them some time to think about it."
"Well it wasn't suppose to be with a woman in which I have a complicated relationship with." I teased, sticking my tongue out. "But in all seriousness, thank you Ruby. Really."
"Of course." her words were sincere and I don't know why, but I feel myself getting misty. Maybe it's because this is probably our last time really hanging out. Things are starting to sink in, Ruby isn't like everyone one else who is max an eight hour drive away, she's leaving, actually leaving. "Guess I'll just have to find another hot blonde to take with me to Santorini."
"How dare you! Trading me off so easily."
We shared a laugh until a loud 'thud' silenced us followed by a guy saying 'ouch'. This only fueled our laughter and we were crying, even after I was back in my regular clothes. We stepped out the room in a fit of giggles, wiping the tears from our eyes as we stumbled to the register.
"But you know, this means you must send me pictures." Ruby stated. The young man took the dress and swiped the tag across the scanner. A permanent frown matched his ruffled hair and crinkled clothes.
"Ooh, maybe I can send you one of the airplane pictures." I said, reaching for my wallet, waiting for the financial damage from Frowny McFrown Pants.
"What picture?" Ruby asked, leaning against the counter.
"The one of the airplane wing?" Ah! He speaks.
We both turned to look at the associate and I nodded eagerly, "Yes! So you know."
"Of course, you can't go on social media without seeing it." he replied, tapping a key on the board which brought my total to, "$104.31 please."
"Wait a minute, catch me up here." Ruby pushed off the counter and tilted her head like a lost puppy. "Why would you want a picture of the airplane wing?"
"Why wouldn't you?" I replied, handing him cash.
"You make no sense." she said.
"Posting an airplane wing photo is how you let people know you're traveling these days." Not so McFrowny Pants clarified.
"See-" I began.
"Nick." he said pointing to his name tag.
"Nick gets it." I stated, grabbing the dress bag and draping it over my arm, then received my change. "It's-"
"Progressive." he finished for me.
"Yes, thank you. It's progressive, so there." I glanced back at the young man and smiled. "Thanks for having my back Nick."
"No problem, Girl I'll Probably Never See Again."
We said goodbye and headed out the store with me still trying to explain to Ruby the current trend.
"So what else am I missing?"
"Um, there was this For the D challenge awhile back." My eye caught the soft pretzel stand and without asking I pulled on the sleeve of her shirt and made a b-line to the delicious smell.
"For the what what?" she asked, not even questioning my sudden change in direction.
"It was a rap challenge."
I no longer cared about who was doing what on IG or Snap, all I wanted was soft, warm, dough. We stepped in the back of the line and it sucks there is only one person working. "Can't wait until we're out of this phase as a society." she grumbled.
"As a society, huh?"
"Yea, we're talking about the popular culture and the media in sociology. Next thing you know we'll have the MJ challenge, grown men will be wearing sweat socks and dress shoes looking like wannabe back up dancers for the Thriller music video." she mumbled, fighting the smile that threatened her face when I belted out an obnoxious laugh, receiving an outrageous amount of annoyed expressions.
Fuck you.
Sorry your friends suck and mine don't.
"What will you do without me?" Ruby beamed, throwing her arm over my shoulder.
"Find another pretty brunette to make me laugh." Adjusting the dress bag so it was tucked in between my elbow and ribs, I wrapped my free arm around her low back.
"I think you already have that."
"Not one with blue eyes." I rested the side of my head on her shoulder, hating how final this moment feels.
"We will video call all the time." she replied placing her head on top of mine.
"And write."
"And I'm going to help you set up an IG before I leave, if nothing else so you can see what I'm up to." We both chuckled, taking a step forward as the line moved. "Plus, after finals comes all the fun stuff."
"Thank God." Never thought I'd say this but I'm so ready for finals to happen next week, "Then we end the week with prom?"
"Yup. The following week is Senior Trip, Grad rehearsal Tuesday, then Graduation on Wednesday. When's your cap and gown suppose to come in?"
"Tomorrow, I think? Yours?"
"Same."
We took another step and I have to say, I'm very impressed with way this woman is handling this line by herself.
"Can you believe it?" Ruby whispered, clutching my shoulder.
"What?"
"That we've waited for this moment for so long and now it's essentially here."
"I know. The world isn't ready for us."
"Well it better. Class of 2019 is coming whether they like it or not."
It was a nice morning, not just from the weather. But it's senior spirit week so I get to come to school in pajamas. Fucking score. I stuffed an earbud in and skimmed through my playlist as I walked to Regina's classroom. Figured it might be a good thing to let her know about Greece now, just in case my parents change their minds.
I hope they do, because I'm not too confident with the "Emma we're very uncomfortable with that, you haven't shown us you can handle that great of responsibility yet." But how am I suppose to show them I can handle myself alone if I don't ever do it? What should I do? Move out?
Maybe move in with Regina.
Which, might I add. She hasn't spoken of since I was dumb enough to let it slip out. It's strange because she hasn't been awkward around me but it still feels as if something is not quiet right. Or maybe I'm paranoid from the previous reactions of all the other stupid shit I let out.
I shrugged off the useless thoughts and opened the door to her hall, smiling when I saw the classroom door propped open. Immediately I picked up speed but upon arriving a mass of different voices flooded out her room. When I was outside the door I could smell food, different types, savory and sweet. Straightening my back and warming up Student Emma, I took a few hushed breaths before walking in like I was not excited to see my physics teacher.
Harder then it sounds.
"Nonsense, it wouldn't be any trouble at all Regina." no surprise that I only recognized a few teachers, not like it matters. Soon I'll have no reason to try remember who they are. Regina was perched on her desk, legs crossed and dangling off the edge. She noticed me right away, brown eyes flickering to me with a silent plea of: help. I don't want to though, I want to see how, whatever this is, will unfold.
"Really, it's not necessary. Though, I appreciate the offer." she said, and even though I had no clue what was going on watching her receive attention that she doesn't like is too good to pass up.
"Stop it Regina. Since you've started working here we've seen a huge improvement in student participation and attendance." Principal Glass acknowledged, placing a comforting hand in between her shoulder blades. Eh, okay, we can stop now.
Lifting a hand I reached behind me and knocked on the door, causing the adults to turn their heads in surprise.
"Oh, good morning Emma." Regina said as if she hadn't seen me already. Gracefully, she slid off the desk and moved out of the crowd.
"Hey Ms. Mills, if you're not too busy can we go over the homework from last night?"
"Not too busy at all." she turned back to the group, I'm sure giving them her 'it's nice to see you but fuck off' face. "It was lovely to see you and unfortunately I just remembered that I can't this weekend. But we'll catch up over summer break."
"We won't forget you said that." A woman with curly gray hair spoke, pointing a finger at Regina.
"I'm sure you won't." she sang back and it took everything in me to not burst out in hysterics.
As I came in the teachers started to trickle out and Regina stood by the door, politely dismissing them. I walked to her desk and sat down, smirking at the copious amounts of casseroles, flowers, chocolates, and edible arrangements that littered her desk. I don't know about the rest of that but those chocolates I'll gladly take off her hands. I pulled out my book, set it on my lap, and flipped to the homework. The classroom door shut and I lifted my gaze to see Regina shaking her head slowly as she sighed.
"I take it you told them." I asked, chuckling when her head popped up in surprise like she forgot I was here.
"You would be right." she slid behind my chair, trailing her finger across the exposed skin from neck to my skull then sat down with a huff.
"Are you really going to eat all of this?"
"No, my garbage disposal will be very full tonight."
"Wait, not the chocolates." I placed my hands on my cheeks and dropped my jaw as if I was horrified she could even think such a thing. Which, I kind of am.
"Oh do you want those?" her teeth came out just enough to bite the tip of her lip and a smirk matched the mirth swimming in her eyes.
"I do want those."
"I might have to keep them for that reason then. Use it as a reward for when you've been good."
"Well hopefully what I'm about to tell you will result in me receiving the whole box." I teased, longing to lean over and kiss her.
"Hm, I'll be the judge of that." She leaned back in her chair and crossed one leg over the other. One thing I have always been is a leg girl, and for Regina's height her legs are fucking amazing. Even now, I can't help but stare at the way they flex as she shifts to get comfortable in her seat. "Emma..." she said quietly.
With a slight lift to my chin our eyes locked and in the silence our bodies were screaming for one another. It's in the way my lips part and my tongue swipes over them to ease the dryness, it's in the way she angles her head to the side as dilated pupils rake over my body in a matter of seconds, it's in the way we both have to curl our fingers around the edge of the chair to keep us from lunging, no doubt ultimately leading to sex on these casseroles.
"Do you remember my Christmas present from Ruby?" I asked.
"Mhm." Regina pushed out through closed lips that had a hint of a smile to them.
"Turns out she can't go anymore."
"Oh, I'm sorry Emma." and automatically she uncrossed her legs and rolled her chair over so our knees were touching. She reached out, resting her warm hand on my thigh, gently rubbing her thumb back and forth. "Did she say why?"
"School." I stiffly replied as my body reacted from her touch and let my gaze fall to the laminate floor.
Meaning: I'm hard.
"But that's not why I'm telling you this. Apparently she still wants me to go and she's giving her ticket away to the person of my choice." Hesitantly I looked up, bracing myself for whatever reaction I was about to receive.
"What about your friends?" Not the words I was expecting but her hand is still on my thigh, so I suppose that's good.
"The only person I could hang out with for that long is Belle and she's doing some RV cross country trip with her mom and dad. But..." I placed my hand on top of hers, "Even if she was available I'd still want to with you, assuming my parents say yes that is."
"I-I...I don't know what to say."
And still I couldn't tell if she was excited or scared.
"It's okay, you don't have to answer right now since it's still up in the air. I just wanted you to know."
Okay, I'm a little disappointed. That's not how I thought that would go, but instead of pushing her on the subject I retracted my hand, moved some of the dishes out the way, and placed my book on her desk. "On a lighter note, I do need help studying." I forced a chuckle and rotated my body away from her, holding back a shiver as her hand fell off my thigh. The black ink printed on the pages began to blur as I stared, doing my best to ignore her lingering gaze.
"Can you look at me?"
I turned to the right, blocking off any negative feelings that might have risen in her lack of response. Lines creased in her forehead as she studied me, it was pretty obvious I wasn't being my normal self. "Don't do that." she whispered, scrunching her eyebrows and clenching her jaw as if she had things to say but couldn't because of where we were.
"I'm not doing anything. Just want to get some studying in." yea, she wasn't buying it.
"Emma," her fingers wrapped around my forearm, "I want to go it's just that-"
Knock. Knock.
Regina ripped her hand away like my skin was too hot to touch and just like that, my girlfriend was tucked away.
"Come in." she said, and used the tip of her high heels to roll herself closer to the book. I dropped my gaze to the text, the door creaked open, and the familiar sound of shoes clicking against the ground reached my ears. But how? Regina is sitting beside me. "Tell me where you are lost." she mumbled, drawing me out of my thoughts.
"Einstein's Theory of Special Relativity, like, basically all of it." pointing at the beginning of the section. I opened my mouth to speak again but a sharp intake of air had me turning to the right. Regina's lips were parted, her eyebrows started to rise before they dropped and pulled to the middle of her forehead. She was staring at someone just behind me, unable to handle this I spun around, and on sight my stomach began to free fall.
"Hello Regina."
Well, this is…
"Mother." she responded dryly.
Cora's eyes darted to mine, the dim iris's and tight mouth was my greeting but I didn't engage, instead smirked at her clear annoyance.
"To what do I owe this unwanted surprise?" Regina said in a such way that made me hope I never ended up on her bad side. The lack of emotion in her voice was chilling, the sterile expression on her face was haunting. I've never ever seen someone look that unhappy about a 'surprise'. Cora only held her daughters gaze for a moment before bringing it back to me.
"You said if I had a change in heart then-"
"And did you?" she coldly interjected, resting a hand on the back of my chair. Cora's stare flickered to Regina's arm and she pulled her lips in, I assume to keep the frown off her face.
"I would like to speak with you." Her mother calmly said and Regina only scoffed as her eyes rolled.
I'm feeling like my cue to exit is coming up soon.
"That means no." she boldly stated, slowly shaking her head back and forth. "Did you think because you flew here on a whim that it would make me feel bad and I'd suddenly change my mind?"
Yup time to go.
"Regina, no." Cora took a few steps until she was standing on the other side of Regina's desk. "I would really like for us to talk."
"And I really want to believe that's what you want for us."
Ooh. Ouch.
"Um, I'll just come back Ms. Mills." I said, closing the text book but Regina slid her hand off the back of my chair to rest in between my shoulders.
"Stay."
Turning my head to the right I met her warm brown eyes, "It's okay, I have to go meet Rachel anyway." No I don't. "I'll see you later."
Standing up, I hoisted my backpack on my shoulder and cradled the text book in my arm. After politely nodding at Cora I left the classroom feeling Regina's eyes burn holes in back long after the door shut. Students buzzed around the school, everyone in their choice pajama attire and it hadn't even been thirty seconds when I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. I dug it out, double tapping the dark screen.
Regina Mills (1)
Wanted to ask you this when you here. Do you think you can meet me at Montgomery Park at 730? Have a good day. I love you, little one.
Didn't know where Montgomery Park was and I didn't care. I was too focused on the last five words and I sent off my response before Jefferson called my name at the end of the hall.
So…
I got lost.
Before you judge me I have a very good reason.
Okay, so maybe I don't but at the time I was too prideful to use the GPS and I was, low key, trying to impress Regina when she was like 'head northeast for 4.3 miles make a left, go down two blocks...and truthfully, that's all I remember. Eventually I used GPS to get me there because I was not going to call her.
So here I am pulling in 15 minutes late, and there she is, propped against her car in completely different clothes holding a picnic basket that wasn't even closed with all the stuff bulging out of it. At the sound of my bike rumbling in the parking lot she jerked her head in my direction and her sunglasses raised as she flashed her perfect, white teeth. I parked my bike next to her car and couldn't get off that thing fast enough, almost tripping when I threw my leg over.
"Do you want to put your helmet in my car?" Regina asked, already unlocking the vehicle and held her hand out.
"Sure." I replied, passing the helmet to her. I didn't miss the chance to look at her ass in these jeans that had to be painted on by Monet himself. I bit my lip, forcing back the flashbacks of all our steamy sessions.
Jesus, I'm one lucky son of bitch.
Sadly, her tiny frame pulled out of the car and it was only then that I realized she was in Vans. Her outfit was so…
Basic.
Compared to what she was always wore. Personally, I like her like this, tight skinny jeans, black vans, plain white t shirt.
"How long have you been planning this?" I asked, shaking off my jacket and handing it to her before she shut the car door.
"A few days." she replied, throwing the coat in the Porsche. She shut the door and pressed the button on her fob, locking the car.
"And you just knew I'd say yes?" Tilting my head the side I raised an eyebrow at her.
"I came prepared in case you said yes."
We shared a quiet laugh before she led me through the park. There was an area for beach volleyball, basketball, and tennis. In the middle sat a large soccer field and just behind it, a playground being used by two little boys screaming as one chased the other under the slide. We stepped on the track that outlined the field, with me staying a step behind her since I had no idea where we were going. Once we got half way around Regina stepped of the cement and onto the dirt. With a puzzled expression that went unnoticed I copied her movements, breathing a silent sigh of relief when I saw footprints etched in the dirt.
The silence wasn't overwhelming like it had been in the past, this time it was calm and I was so zoned out that I didn't even notice Regina had slowed down enough for us to walk side by side. The picnic basic swayed in time with her step and every so often I would notice her glance to left to see how I was and surprisingly I maintained a straight face, until she turned away.
We neared a bridge with trees that arched over it, a low creek trickled underneath, and my heart swelled at the beauty. I inhaled sharply at the way Regina trailed the tips of her fingers from the top of forearm down to my hand, lacing our fingers at the end. I turned my head and saw her eyes were dropped to our clasped hands.
"Come on."
Without looking back at me she tugged and led me over the bridge and on the other side sat a large grassy clearing.
"Oh my..." I couldn't finish. It was gorgeous, like I had somehow landed in the perfect Disney movie. Butterflies danced around us, birds chirped in the trees, and the pond. I don't think I've ever seen one so clear.
"Amazing, huh?" she said, pulling me to a large willow tree that sat near the water. Once she was satisfied of our spot she let go of my hand and placed the picnic basket on the floor. Regina flicked open the basket and pulled out the blanket from one side, casting it out so it lay flat on the ground. I did my part and helped straighten the corners. Next came the paper plates, napkins, drinks, and two tupperware containers. She sat down first, patting the spot next to her. I did not make it down so gracefully but whatever, she's use to my lack of coordination by now.
"How did I never know about this before?" I asked, gazing at the orange and pink clouds. Leaves bristled in the light breeze and I almost didn't want to continue the conversation, I just wanted to sit here and soak in the peace and quiet.
Peace and quiet.
A saying I never understood until now.
"Well, now you do." Regina said, nudging me with her shoulder and smiling encouragingly. Leaning over, she grasped one container and popped off the lid. I waited for the smell of whatever she cooked to hit my nose but got nothing. The tupperware was passed to me and when I glanced inside, I found a deli sandwich. My mouth watered instantly. "Is that okay?" Apprehension is a look I rarely see on Regina but when I do, I find it very cute.
"This is more than okay. Thank you." I replied, scooping the full sandwich in my hands. Dropping my jaw I brought it to my lips but right before I could sink my teeth in I paused.
Shifting my gaze, I watched her unfold a napkin and drape it over her thighs. I put my food back in the container, and this caught her eye. Slowly she turned her head to me, worry lines creased her forehead.
"If you don't like it we can get you something else." she said, brushing off the limp napkin, ready to pack up. I reached out and set a hand on her leg as I got to my knees. I crawled to her and placed my free hand on her chest, urging to lay on the blanket. Curious chocolate eyes stared at me, glossing over with lust when I mounted her. I placed my forearms on either side of her head, using them to hold my weight as I bent down and placed a kiss on her lips. Delighted, she moaned and combed her fingers through my hair sending tingles from my scalp down to my toes.
I pulled away enough to let our breaths mingle in the middle before I traced my tongue over her bottom lip. A constricted whimper escaped and as I expected she lifted her head just enough to connect our mouths and slip her tongue inside. As we kissed Regina's hands came alive, gently tugging on my hair while one moved to cup the back of my neck. I flicked my tongue over hers and her back arched ever so slightly causing me to throb. An embarrassing loud moan left me and vibrated her mouth. Her body shuddered under mine before she pulled back. I bent down again to continue where this was obviously headed but she angled her head to the side, giving me her cheek instead. I pouted as my lips met her skin then sat up, helping her as well.
A faint smile graced her lips while she looked over my features.
"What was that for?" she questioned, still a little dazed.
"Because I wanted to." I shrugged, furrowing my eyebrows. Did I need a reason to kiss my girlfriend?
She lifted her hand, gliding her finger over each eyebrow to smooth them out, "I just figured you want to know what my mom and I talked about after you left." Mm, truthfully I was trying to hold it off.
That woman seriously fucks up the vibe.
"Was it bad?" I asked, shuffling down her extended legs then rolling off her, and settled back in my spot.
"No, it was strange." she nodded, biting her bottom lip in the process.
"What happened?"
"She apologized for how she carried everything out but still stands by her beliefs. She said you seem like a nice young woman and hopes we will one day find a partner more suitable."
I rolled my eyes and picked up the sandwich, taking a bite that was a little bigger than mouth could handle. Great, now I have to sit here looking like a chipmunk. Regina chuckled at me while she placed the napkin on her legs again and popped open the lid that held her food. After what seemed like forever I got through the bite, without choking, reminding myself to never do that again.
"Meaning, she wants me to find a man my age?"
"Gender doesn't matter but for the age thing, I'd say yes, she wants that for both of us."
"So," I lined the sandwich with my lips, "What does that mean for you two?"
Regina shrugged as she swallowed, and wiped the corners of her mouth the napkin.
"I don't know. She suggested dinner, to get to know you, in a public place."
Mm, my spidey senses are throwing up red flags.
"I didn't answer." she continued, eyeing me with caution. "I don't want to put you through that again. Honestly, I don't even know if I want to go." a frown tugged on her lips as her head sank into her shoulders.
"If you don't want to we don't have to." I said, hoping that would take the weight of the decision off her. It didn't seem to. Shoving the final bite of food in my mouth, I closed the tupperware and slid over so our legs were touching. I curled my arm around her waist and pulled her to my side. Instantly, her body melted against mine. "I'm willing to give her a second chance. Doesn't mean we have to go out to dinner, but I want you know since that's part of your hesitation. And if you're not ready then we wait until you are, there's no rush."
She nodded, taking a dainty bite before setting her sandwich, that was almost gone, back in the container, and shut it, pushing it off to the side. I went to protest when she crawled out of my arm but then her body was in between my legs with her back facing me and when she leaned against my chest, I wrapped both arms around her and brushed my nose along her hair.
"I'm surprised you're so willing to see her again." she said, angling her head to the side to look up at me.
"Well, I gave your dad a chance so I guess it would only be fair and you said public place." she chuckled at my response and began playing with the stitching of my jeans. "Can I ask why you're unsure?"
"Because I don't know if I trust her." she swiftly answered as if I asked 'what color is the sun?'.
Seems she's thought about this before.
I nodded and gently swayed us from side to side, "Understandable, I would be nervous after what happened too."
When Regina didn't answer I figured that meant the subject was now closed so I stayed silent. She looked off to the pond, and again, bit her lip with her eyebrows pulling to the middle.
"I want to move in with you."
Um.
Uh.
What?
Regina pulled at my arms, loosening my grip and sat up. She turned around and faced me, drawing her knees to her chest as hugged them. "I want us to get a place, get a pet fish, I want us to go to Greece."
Okay…
"I feel like there's a but in there." I replied, copying her position.
"But, I also want you to experience life without being tied down." her tone had changed, there was no smile at my comment, there was only a face. An expressionless one. My stomach dropped and the nerves rose, stringing the anxiety along with it. I clenched my teeth as I waited for her to finish, or rather, hoping she would finish because there had to be something else to that sentence.
"I don't understand." Because I don't and I'm doing my best not jump to conclusions but fuck if this doesn't sound like an 'i love you so that's why I have to let you go' move. Is that we had this awesome picnic, in this beautiful spot?
"You do understand, little one." she whispered. I studied her expression, Belated April Fool's maybe?
"I understand that your mom showed up and now it sounds like you want to break up, again."
So far I'm managing to keep my cool but the longer she stays quiet the more my maturity crumbles.
"This has nothing to do with my mom, please trust me on that-"
"But you want to break up?"
"No, I'm telling you how I feel." Regina let the grip around her legs go, stretched them out, before crossing them as if she were about to meditate. I sighed in relief, she really had me going there for a moment.
"You need to work on your good news delivery voice." I teased, still her lips stayed tight and I dropped my eyes. What the fuck. Why so serious?
With a scoot forward her knees touched mine and she reached over with one hand, curling her fingers under my chin. A gentle push and my gaze was brought to her serious and her brown orbs were now showing hints of compassion.
"This still feels like a break up." I mumbled, pushing down my body's reaction to her touch. A hint of a smile tugged on her lips, cracking the heavy build up in my gut.
"I really love you." her constricted pupils grew with each passing second, the hard lines evened out along her forehead, but the tiny smile was now gone.
"I know." I replied, soaking in the feeling of her warm fingers moving to cup my cheek.
"Do you?" it wasn't rude, it was just a question. One that had taken me by surprise. "Because I really love you." her thumb began to glide under my chin, "I love you in a long term kind of way and at twenty eight I'm happy I've found that."
My heart wanted to fly out of my chest at her confession, like yes I knew she loved me but she's talking about forever.
"However you're not twenty eight, you've barely experienced life as an adult and I don't want you to look back years from now and wish you had done more."
I curled my fingers around her wrist and pulled her hand away from my face. It's hard to focus when she's caressing me all slow and shit. "How long have you been thinking about this?"
"Quite some time now." Her other hand moved to my thigh, kneading the muscles underneath my jeans. So much for her not touching me. "So promise me that if you decide you want to take a break, or if you want to go on some hippie journey and 'find yourself', or whatever it is, that you'll let me know? The last thing I want is resentment."
"That won't happen." I quickly said, shoving off the idea that I would want to leave her because of something like that.
"You don't know that."
Regina wiggled her wrist out of my grip and raised both hands and intertwined them behind my neck, pulling my forehead to rest on hers. "Promise me." she whispered. Never thought I'd see the day where she was visibly insecure, it's nice, it's human, it makes sense. The age gap between us is decent and that fact that I'm essentially just starting my life and she's got hers for the most part figured out, especially with graduation being coming up, it's no wonder she's talking about this now.
"I promise." and I meant it.
Her sigh was acknowledgment and she held me there, playing with the baby hairs on my neck.
"Is that why you didn't give me an answer this morning? Too worried you'd get attached to me." I teased.
"You joke but it's true." ugh, I'm such a mess. Why does everything she say make me throb. "When you mentioned us living together a couple weeks back-" Aha! I knew it! "-it brought me out of la la land. That you and I would soon be facing the world and all that comes with it."
"That's code for you still want to take it slow even after I graduate?" I responded, unable to hide my slight disappointment.
"No we can definitely speed up some, but remember even after you graduate you still won't be eighteen. I just mean in terms of starting a life...together."
Together? Like together together? Swoon times a thousand.
"You're the best, you know that?" I smiled, feeling her pull me closer. "Does this mean I need to find someone else to go out of the country with me?" Dad? Maybe mom? Grandpa? Fuck, are those really my only options?
She chuckled, her hot breath brushing across my lips in such a tantalizing way I almost forgot what we were talking about.
"Let me know when your parents give you a final decision and I'll give you mine. I need to think about it." Regina tilted her head up, eyes heavy with love and lust when I lifted my chin to meet her. "I just have to make sure I can control myself, because if not the only view you're going to get for the first few days are the scenic, breathtaking ones of our hotel room. And I'm sure you want to see more than that." Her smirk let me know she'd seen the way my eyes glazed over before a chaste kiss was placed on my lips, breaking for a second, then setting in motion a soft, passionate one. Her tongue slid against mine, eliciting light groans. With our mouth connected she adjusted her position so she was on her knees hovering above of me. My hands found her waist, then roamed to her ass, squeezing tightly. Regina squealed, evidently breaking the kiss to my dismay.
"Lay down." she hotly said against my lips and I obeyed immediately. Tingles shot through my body when she settled on my hips and leaned forward, crashing her lips against mine. Hungry for more my hands dipped under her shirt, grasping at the soft skin. Her fingers expertly traveled down my ribs before she dipped under my shirt. Bolts of pleasure tumbled in my blood stream with our kiss becoming increasingly aggressive by the minute all the while she walked her fingers up the side of my stomach. Regina lifted her chest just enough slip her hand through the space and cover my breast causing me to throw my head back, meeting the much darker sky.
Stars twinkled and I didn't know if it was the ones above me or the ones exploding behind my eyes when her fingers rolled my nipple over my sports bra. Because I had to laundry the fancy one with zipper running down the middle was my only option. Lucky for me, it worked in my favor when Regina found it, pulled it down, and freed my breasts.
She continued teasing my firm nipple and I had no choice but to give over to it. My mouth fell open as soft moans escaped my lips while she trailed her tongue along my jaw, pinching, biting, licking, teasing. The simultaneous pulses, swarmed in an overwhelming heat and when I thought I couldn't handle anymore she pushed herself up, leaving us both breathless. Her heavy eyelids said she was far from done and even in the dark her mischievous smile could be seen.
My fingers found the belt loops of her jeans and I hooked them, tugging her towards me but she didn't move.
"Please." I pathetically begged, poking out my bottom lip. Regina smirked, pushing my needy hands away. I opened my mouth to protest but she covered it with her palm, narrowing her eyes at me. I quirked an eyebrow and in response she raised her free hand, made the number one with fingers, and brought the pointer finer to her lips, telling me hush. Slowly, she retracted her hand then nodded approvingly like I was dog who just learned its first trick.
"I have a proposition-" she started, finding the hem of my shirt then tugging on it. "In the bottom of the basket is the box of chocolates. If you can stay quiet, I'll give you some." with ease Regina rolled my shirt up and I arched up my back allowing less of struggle. "Can you do that?"
Some chocolate? What is some? Isn't that like five to seven pieces.
I guess I could hang with five to seven pieces.
"I'm going to be honest, I don't think you can do it." she egged on, drumming her fingers along my ribs once my shirt was placed under my breasts. I know that comment was made on purpose but I'm falling for it anyway. Challenge accepted. "Can you do it?" Regina teased, gripping my waist. I nodded in response but wasn't ready for what came next. One minute I'm fine, then next my back is arched as she pushed up the shirt over my breasts, then took my right nipple in her mouth and palmed the other. My eyes bulged before rolling and I shot my hand to my mouth covering up the groan, the other diving in her luscious dark hair. I bit down on my hand to muffle the noise I wanted to make as her hips rocked in a downward motion, finding a rhythm. In the midst of all of this Regina switched breast giving equal attention, tugging on my nipple when I grasped anxiously at her hair.
The ache grew to an intense throb as she rolled against me. My own hips began to move trying to find the release that was doubling in pressure with each pinch to my nipple or the drop of her center on my firm cock. Pain spiraled from the indent of my teeth in the meet of my hand, so I pulled on her hair, urging up for a kiss. Regina complied, shaking off my grip then pinning my wrists above my head before locking our lips.
It was sloppy, we kept biting each others teeth in the heat of the moment but neither us seemed to care and it was music to my ears when I heard her soft whimpers through our heated lip lock. The pace that her hips were moving at increased causing my eyes to flutter shut from the absolute blissful feeling. My heart began to pound in my chest as the knot formed and pulled on my core. I couldn't stay concentrated on the kiss, my head kept dropping because the only thing my body is capable of doing right now is trying meet her seductive gyrating.
Regina sucked my bottom lip in between her teeth, and pulled before releasing. She nipped at my cheek, the corner of my jaw, then flicked her tongue against my earlobe. "You're doing such a good job. I'm proud of you." I was panting now, and chocolate doesn't seem so appetizing now. All I want to do is vocalize how she makes me feel, what she does to me, I want her to hear it. "Do you want me to show you how proud I am?"
I nodded with her in the crook of my neck, and her lips spread into a smile across my skin. Using her hands she pushed her body down until she was sitting on my thighs. With her eyes on mine her nimble fingers unbuttoned my jeans, then dragged the zipper down. Her lust filled orbs glanced to my hard on and she bit her lip, blowing out a long breath of air through her nose. Suddenly, her gaze snapped back to mine as she curled her fingers around my jeans and tugged them down so they sat at the end of my briefs. Finally, snaked through the hole and gripped my cock.
"Jesus Emma." yea, I know.
I was freed within seconds but then she let go. I growled lowly until she sharply raised an eyebrow silencing my pleas. Her hand moved to the button of her jeans, popping them open. Fuck...are we about to have sex? I have like zero condoms so…
The tip of her hand dipped under the lace panties and her eyes fluttered shut. "Shit..." I whispered, forgetting about our proposition but she didn't seem to mind. Regina pulled her hand back out, eyelids drifted open, and she wrapped it around my member. I gasped at how slick her fingers were. Already my balls were tightening off the few strokes and pre cum was spilling out of my tip. I flung my arm to cover my eyes, panting, holding back the inevitable because I did not want this to stop.
I ground my teeth together in fear of the dangerous, loud, noises. My breath shook as my muscles began to contract, the heavy, warm pull in my stomach building with each stroke until finally…
It snapped.
My body froze and so did everything around me before a rush of heat and tingles coated my skin, and the white, thick liquid released from shaft, shooting out in spurts as I my hips jerked. She stroked until there was nothing left.
That didn't take long. Embarrassing.
But when I dropped my arm to the side, blinked a few times, and looked down I saw I was only half soft. I trailed up to Regina's orbs, gulping at the predatory look.
"My house?" and the crack in her words made me shudder, though I have a better idea.
"Why wait?" I asked, reaching up and yanking her down for another kiss.
I didn't care that her sticky hands were sliding along my body. I didn't care that we were in a park, while it's dark and there are zero lights over here, the probability of being caught is still there. I didn't care because all I could do was think two weeks.
Two weeks and I'll have my diploma.
Two weeks and I'll be free of school.
Two weeks and I'll be able to stay up late.
Two weeks…
...And I'll have Regina.
A/N: Thank you, thank you, thank you for all the love. It's hard to describe the feeling of your comments but what I'll say is this, without them I'm not sure I would've had the mojo to continue this story so thank you, seriously. Your words have been the motivation behind my fingers. I hope you enjoyed this chapter. XOXO
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Emma and Regina sitting in a tree
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