A/N: NSFW just FYI :P ENJOY!
Once we sat down at our table, we glanced over our menu's and quickly ordered us both a glass of wine. Merlot for me, Rose for Emma. The ride to Sportello's was somewhat quiet. Not awkward, just quiet. I think we were both waiting to get to the restaurant before we really started talking. I mean…this was the very first time we were out together…alone. There was a moment when our pinkies touched in the Uber, that sent electricity jolting though my veins. We didn't hold hands, we just laced our pinkies. It felt like we were in high school, which was outrageous. We literally just had sex less than twenty four hours ago. So…why were we acting like this?
Not long after we began sipping our wine, we began to talk. Mainly about our interest, what we did outside of work, talked about our coworkers, how we got into massage, the new girl I trained today, and our favorite foods. It turns out that she loves yoga, meditating, and gardening; says it keeps her in a positive mood. She also told me that she had few herb plants in her apartment window. We actually had that in common, as well as our love for sweets. I indulged in treats every once in a while, and when I did they were mostly fruit. For Emma, it was anything with chocolate. Her favorite drink was hot chocolate with whipped cream and cinnamon, which I found a rather interesting combination. Her favorite thing to eat was a grilled cheese sandwich with fries. I grimaced a bit since it was unhealthy, but hey, my favorite guilty pleasure was fries as well, so I really had no room to judge. Speaking of food, Emma kept raising her eyebrows at the entrée's as she glanced over the menu.
Aside from having certain interest in hobbies and sweets, I found out that we are both perfectionist, we loved the same TV show, and we both didn't know when to back down. We were so incredibly different, but it was refreshing. In the back of my head, I was wondering if this really would have been a good idea. Since this was the first time we ever spent time together outside of work. I feared we would have no interest in anything or anything to talk about. However, I found her very easy to talk to.
"Um…Regina?"
"Yes?" I asked sipping my Merlot.
"Everything here is pretty expensive. And I'm not sure how to pronounce most of these names."
"Well, don't worry about the price, dear. I offered to take you to dinner, so I'm paying. Have whatever you like." Her face gave away her guilt. She looked incredibly uncomfortable. "What are you thinking of getting?"
"The pasta…the one that starts with a T…taa…taglii…ugh the one with the Bolognese!"
"The tagliatelle?"
"Yeah, that one." she threw her menu down as if she didn't want to look at it anymore. It was adorable the way she crossed her arms after taking a sip of her wine. I couldn't help but chuckle.
At that exact moment, the server showed up asking if we were ready to order. I went ahead and ordered for Emma to save her the embarrassment of herself, while I ordered myself the skirt steak. The server smiled at the both of us, taking our menus. Emma took another sip of her rose.
"You're so fancy." She stated in awe.
"I had a strict upbringing, but I'd rather not talk about it." I sipped my drink before asking, "You're not upset that I ordered for you, are you?"
"I'm not gonna lie, I am a little embarrassed, but only because my Italian is terrible." a smile played upon her pink lips. I chuckled lowly. She looked around the restaurant for a moment then looked down into her hands sadly.
"Is something the matter, dear?"
"It's just that…all of this, "she waved her hand around signifying the elegant restaurant, "is so nice and I'm so…simple."
I shook my head with a grin. "Emma, you are far from simple." I outstretched my hand to hers. "If anything, the little bit of information you have given me so far is that you are incredibly complex." I squeezed her hand for reassurance. "I may not know your past or how you grew up, or any personal details, but we'll get there…" I paused momentarily realizing what I said. It sounded like we were a serious couple. "I mean…if that's what you would like. That is…if you want to see me again." her face looked as if she was about to give a smart response but thought better of it.
"Of course I do. Regina…I've had the hot's for you ever since I got hired! Do you know how hard it's been to keep my feelings in so I wouldn't freak you out?!"
We laughed briefly as our dinner arrived. Our hands may have broke but, I still felt connected. There was something about this woman that made me feel like a teenager again. Something also told me this woman had been through a lot. "Oh, have you now?" I asked as I cut into my steak. "Please, do tell."
"Well, when I first saw you, during our training, the first thing I noticed was your eyes." that was a surprise. "Then your voice when you spoke. You speak with such eloquence and seductiveness. It didn't matter if it was a rude comment or not, I could listen to your voice all day long." she beamed as she took a bite of her pasta. She leaned back, lightly tossing her fork on her plate. "Oh my God…"
"Is something wrong?" I inquired with concern.
"That shit is amazing."
"Such colorful words you have." I chuckled.
"No seriously…this is the best thing I've ever tasted." I regarded her with a lustful glare as she continued consuming her meal.
"Oh really?" I husked.
"Yes! It's really delicious! Do you want to try it?" she offered.
I shook my head, politely refusing, before she shrugged, taking it into her mouth. Moaning quietly in approval. I couldn't help myself or my thoughts. They were crossing into dangerous territory. Yes, we had sex, but now we were on a date. A date that was going extremely well. I slipped off one heel, outstretching my leg, which was covered by garters, and began rubbing the inside of Emma's ankle. I placed a single digit under my chin as I began to stare her up and down. Her eyes popped from her sockets, completely stop chewing, not moving a single muscle; only focusing on me. I parted my lips slightly, taking my foot higher to her calf. From across the table, she let out an audible hitched breath. I took my foot away momentarily to scoot my chair closer to the table. Her expression was priceless. For that quick moment, she looked as if someone had kicked a sad puppy…hers to be exact. I licked my lips before resuming my previous positing. However, this time, I had gotten much closer. I dragged my leg up her calf to her thigh, seductively resting my foot against her thigh. She looked like she wanted to speak or move, but couldn't. the fact that she was so taken aback and speechless, turned me on considerably. So much so that I began to wonder if there was a wet spot on the seat.
I wiggled my big toe back and forth on her inner thigh, watching her mouth gape more and more with each minute stroke; her face begging for more. Just as I began stretching our further, my destination only a millisecond away, our server appeared. She startled more than I did, but her shock caused her to fling her drink onto the waiter. I found it rather hilarious. I slipped my heel back onto my foot with a smirk spreading across my face. "Check please." I stated blissfully. Emma began apologizing profusely, but he only assured her that it was only an accident. He reached into his apron, presenting the bill. I quickly gave my debit card to pay. When he left to run the check Emma glared at me with such astoundment, I couldn't help but laugh.
"You did that on purpose!" she accused.
"I did no such thing!"
"Yes you did! If you hadn't put your foot-"
"Here you go ma'am. You ladies have a wonderful evening. It's been a pleasure serving you."
I smiled at the waiter, "Thank you, dear. You as well." I quickly signed the check then stared my date down. "If I hadn't put my foot where?" I winked, as I stood to my feet, slowly walking away.
Emma quickly ran up beside me, looping her arm through mine. "Put your foot on my lap! It was so close to my vagina!" she whispered. This just keeps getting better and better. I waved a taxi with my free hand, as we stepped in, I commanded him to my apartment. As soon as we sat down, we took off.
"Well I'm sorry, dear. You just looked so," I leaned in close to the shell of her ear, "sexy." I nipped her lobe, causing her to grip my knee. I nuzzled into her neck smirking. "I've waited so long for this moment, I just…" lick, "need to taste you again." I started running my hand up her leg, biting my lip. Oh, how I wanted her.
"Regina…" she gasped.
"How would you feel if I told you I haven't been wearing panties all evening?" I husked, teasing her inner thigh. Making her shutter.
"You what?" she turned towards me, making direct eye contact with my amber eyes.
I wet my lips once more; taking her hand that was gripping my knee, guiding it in between my sticky center. We both sufficed a moan as she ran a single digit through my wet folds. "You make me so wet Emma." for the first time since our sexcapades, I leaned in, unable to hold in not kissing her any longer, and placed my plump lips against hers. She shoved me to the other side of the cab, practically crawling on top of me. She took my face into her hands, kissing me with such passion…such desire. Her tongue began invading my mouth, taking the little muscle into her mouth as she started lightly pulling my hair. This awoken something inside me; something indescribable. It was so animalistic and I wanted to be taken from behind, with her pulling my hair. Taking me hard and deep. My hands smoothed over her dress, squeezing her ass in my hands. I so desperately wanted to slap it, but when I realized that we were in the backseat of a taxi, I had to force myself away from her mouth. However, she didn't let up. She had pulled away my scarf (which I had almost forgotten was in my purse) licking and nipping the area's she missed.
"Emma…"I groaned. She continued kissing me. "Em-ah!" that little vampire bit me!
"Sorry." she whispered before she resumed.
"As much as I don't want this to stop, need I remind you we are in the backseat of a taxi?"
"I don't care." she began sliding her hands up and down my breast, causing a sigh of pleasure to erupt from my lips. She squeezed them as she began rocking on my hips, causing my dress to hike up. "I want you." Emma settled herself onto my naked thigh, moving her panties aside, exposing her dripping wet core, grinding harder.
"Fuck, Emma." I growled. Fuck it. I gripped her hips and began moving her faster against me. "You're drenched." I whispered. There was something rather exciting thinking we might get caught. It made my adrenaline pump.
"Just for you Regina." she moved harder onto me, grasping my hair harder. "I'm so close already. It won't take much." At that last bit of information, I launched into her chest, pulling her dress downwards, finding she was not wearing a bra. I popped her rosebud nipple into my mouth, sucking hard. I moved my hand back to her thighs, scratching them before slipping two fingers into her core. Holy fuck she's so wet. "Ah! Yes!"
"Shhh. Don't be loud." I commanded. I began to pump in and out of her, pressing my thumb to her clit circling it. She launched forward, moaning into my ear.
"Fuck! I'm about to, oh Regina!" she whispered. As she was about to shudder around my fingers, the cab came to a halt. GODDAMMIT! When the driver turned around, he saw quite a scene. Emma quickly jumped out of the vehicle, bolting for the apartments. The driver watched Emma then turned to me. His face inquired something foul.
"No." was all I said for his face to fall. I slapped the amount of cash in his hand before chasing after Emma. Normally, I would have smoothed out my hair and dress to look more presentable, but I needed to get to a very frazzled blonde. Immediately.
I found Emma waiting by the elevators, her face extremely flushed. Just as I was about to speak, the doors opened. She grabbed me by my blazer, pulling me in, then repeatedly hitting the 'close door' button. As soon as they closed, she was on me. Picking up right where we left off, only this time, she shoved my hand back to her needy core. The ride to the eleventh floor seemed too fast. Once we made it to my floor, I shoved her against the hall walls, kissing her relentlessly. We pushed each other back and forth until we made it to my door. I quickly unlocked it as we made our way in. "To the bed. Now." I panted.
As we made our way to the bedroom, we began riding of each others clothes. By the time we made it to my room, Emma was naked. I, on the other hand, had only lost my dress. I shoved her onto my queen sized bed, hovering over her in my black and purple push up bra with black garters. "God Regina, how are you so fucking hot?!" she pulled me on top of her. "Finish me…I need you to…"
I know I shouldn't, but I had to. "What's the magic word?"
"Fucking please Regina!" she begged.
"Ah, ah, ah," I tutted. "Say it like you need it." I ran my hand down to her sweet folds then sucking them into my mouth. "Mmm, I bet you would feel even better inside me." I plunged my own two fingers inside of myself, feeling her slick essence inside of me felt like heaven. Moaning loudly, tossing my head back, teasing her.
"Pleaseee," she whined so pathetically now that if I didn't it would be pure torture. I removed the digits from my core, ramming them into hers. Not stopping until she would scream my name.
"Mmm, you feel so good around me Emma." I husked. I positioned myself to where my pelvis was against hers as I thrust my hips with each pump, making her wrap her legs around me, luring me deeper inside of her. "You like that?"
"Yes!" she cired.
"Are you going to come for me?" I made sure to whisper into her hear just before I sucked on her pulse point, claiming her.
"Fuck yes!" She began to thrust with me, it almost felt like a dance because, we were so synchronized. "Oh Regina! Re-GINA! GINA YES!" she screamed as her orgasm ripped through her, hot tears running down her face from the intensity. I didn't let up, I kept going, I didn't stop until she went limp in my arms.