Chapter 26
Her nerves were eating her alive. Emma stood in Killian's doorway feeling more vulnerable than she could ever remember - she was opening herself up and it was scary. If she wasn't careful it would turn into a lot more than just a physical release.
Killian had yet to speak another word after her bold declaration. He looked slightly shocked and kept squeezing his eyes shut...only to reopen them and blink at her.
"It's not a dream." Emma whispered taking several steps forward. Killian held up his hand, indicating that she stop her movements.
"What changed?" He was wary of her and her motivations and she couldn't blame him.
"Something needs to change." Emma stated and flicked her hair back over her shoulders so he got a good glimpse at her breasts.
Killian's breathing hitched as her eyes finally adjusted to the low light filtering into his room.
"Don't be glib," He told her roughly, sitting up against the bed head. Emma had forgotten just how sexy a shirtless Killian Jones could be.
"What is this? Is this a..." Killian trailed off not wanting to put his thoughts into words.
"One time thing?" Emma finished for him. It needed to be a way to blow off steam but she needed to be able to distance herself from him.
Killian opened his mouth to argue with her but she cut him off before he could utter a word.
"I can't do more and I can't keep fighting this thing. It's too draining." Emma whispered moving closer.
"You think one night will be enough?" Killian scoffed.
"It has to be! We will get it out of our system." Emma had decided that one night needed to be enough and she would follow through.
The air between them had become heavy with hints of lust and frustration. Emma didn't wait for his reply and moved closer to the edge of the bed, kneeling down onto its softness.
His eyes flared hungrily but he remained silent and unmoving. Emma wasn't willing to give up so easily...He would agree to her terms. She swayed her hips enticingly as she crawled like a panther towards her prey. His low growls sent awareness shooting low through her belly.
He wants me.
Emma stopped right in front of him, reared up on her knees. She would not make the next move...He needed to take what he wanted and by doing so agreeing with her terms.
"I need more." Killian's voice was thick and rough as he lifted his hands. They moved to her back, sliding down and over the curve of her bottom. He was teasing her, tempting her...she wouldn't fall for it.
"I can't give you more." Emma whispered honestly. She wasn't even sure if she was capable of more and was too scared to find out. It didn't matter any way because she would need to move on as soon as the case was done. She had already told Killian so much about herself that their relationship was dangerous...she didn't do dangerous...she did safe and stable.
Killian seemed to accept her answer as he suddenly rose up and pulled her body against his. Emma's eyes fluttered shut at the intensity in his touch, the heat scorching her skin. Her knees wobbled and he used her shakiness to flip her underneath him, pressing her into the sheets.
Killian peppered moist kisses along her neck and she arched her head back so he could have better access. Emma had started to pant unable to keep her desire under wraps any longer. Killian moaned in her ear and moved his hands to palm her breasts through her bra, making her arch back from the heat he was inflicting on her sensitive skin.
He was tormenting her with his tongue as it flicked out and tasted her. Emma wanted more...needed more. She propped herself up and looked at Killian, urging him to go further. They were both trembling with need as he pushed aside her remaining clothes and touched her bare skin.
"Em...ma." His lilt was more pronounced as he groaned her name. Her hands were everywhere, memorizing every detail of his body...just in case.
They were coming alive under each others touch and Emma had to stop herself from begging him to hurry up. He seemed to want to take his time, savoring her like she was the last oasis on Earth.
She would relish every moment she could get and Killian would take whatever she could give him.
Emma tried to roll over to escape the morning sun streaming through the bedroom windows. Killian's arm was anchoring her down and she felt a warm blush heat her body as she remembered their late night activities. Killian had kept her awake and busy for most of the night and now every part of her throbbed with a pleasurable ache.
She should regret her choice but as she watched him sleeping peacefully she realised she didn't regret anything. She hoped there would be no awkwardness as it would make their inevitable split that much more bearable and keep her heart safe from his intrusion.
Killian nuzzled her awake after she drifted back off to sleep and a big smile covered her face. The happiness bubble they were existing in was short-lived as he moved in to capture her mouth in a morning kiss. Emma turned her head, his lips landing on her cheek instead.
Killian grunted, pulling away from her quickly. He rolled out of the bed and stalked towards the ensuite, the bang of the door indicating his unhappiness with her.
Emma had swiftly left his room and quickly retreated to her own bathroom for a shower. She let the hot water pelt her skin and as much as she wanted to regret their night together...she couldn't.
Gazing into the mirror was a stark reminder of what they had shared the night before. Small marks dotted her neck and collarbone and she caked on the foundation hoping to cover what her blouse would not.
Killian was furious. Furious that he had momentarily forgotten the one night deal. When she had presented her term to him he had been tempted to deny her but it turned out that he couldn't deny himself. He agreed, hoping that he could eventually change her mind...show her what it could be like between them. What they had shared had been mind-blowing but her rapid withdrawal from his attempt at a morning kiss had been like a bucket of cold water...it reminded him of how tough and broken she could be.
His anger was extremely short-lived. Standing under the cool stream of water, Killian had come to the conclusion that he would take whatever she was offering. He didn't care as long as she would be his. He had never felt such desperation and it scared him.
Made him vulnerable.
Emma hoped that things wouldn't be awkward...she still needed to work with him and close the case. The waft of coffee from the kitchen perked her up and any worries she had were immediately dispelled when she caught a glimpse of him. Killian was operating the coffee machine like a pro...his eyes lighting up when he caught her gaze.
"Thought you might need it." Killian told her, subtly referring to their activities.
Emma felt herself blush momentarily before she pushed it away. Disaster had been averted...for now.
Starkey and Turk had been a little more difficult to investigate. They were both busy men and had been a little cagey with her. Emma needed Killian's help with getting them out of their offices so she could progress her elimination of Corsair's senior members. She'd never admit it but she had been avoiding him for most of the morning. Emma had brought him his morning coffee and papers, delivered his mail and completed other small tasks but she had not purposefully searched out his presence.
She was never one to back down from a challenge so she clenched her jaw and made her way into his office. His eyes immediately drank her in...the intensity in his orbs was insane. She could feel the atmosphere in the room change, the sexual tension that was always between of two of them bubbling to the surface.
Killian stared at the bite marks on Emma's neck and moved to stand behind her. His face rubbed against her skin and his lips moved to sooth the blemishes on her porcelain skin. Seeing the evidence of their night together was causing his body to harden...at this rate he would never get any work done. He felt Emma's pulse quicken and her breathing hitch.
"What was it you wanted?" He asked her before wrenching himself out of her tempting personal space.
"Help." Emma croaked before clearing her throat.
"Starkey and Turk are being a little...difficult."
Killian laughed, "That's why I hired them...they are very perceptive and must know something is up."
"Do something about it." Emma huffed out.
Killian simply nodded, "As you wish."
TBC
