So I wasn't planning on doing a second part of this story, but I had a couple of request for it, so here it is! I really hop you guys like it!
So for those who didn't read the first part, you can read it here.
Thanks to my beta and lovely friend Nicki- oncertwice as usual.
They needed to stop meeting up like this between their appointments, her pressed up against the shelves where they stored the clean white towels and sheets while he pushed his hips into her.
The air was hot and thick, and the sound of them both panting, mixed with the sound of stifled moans and grunts was all they could hear in the small closet. Emma's hands were clawed at his back, needed something to hold on to desperately as Killian was thrusting his cock into her warm heat, both seeking their release since they didn't have much time left.
Killian crashed his mouth on hers to silence their screams as they both came.
Emma rested her forehead on his, as she tried to regulate her breathing. She dropped her legs from his waist, and tried standing despite her shaky legs. She bent down to grab her panties and white scrubs pants that she threw away on the floor ten minutes ago.
Killian pulled his pants back up and tucked himself in. They both straightened their clothes before one of them could come out from their hiding.
"We need to stop meeting up like this." Emma said, slightly out of breath as she pulled her hair up back into a ponytail.
"I agree, love, but you're the one who refuses to take this thing further." He responded as he invaded her personal space once again. "Unless this is your way of telling me that you're ready for me to take you out on a real date?" He asked as he cocked his eyebrow up.
"No, it isn't. I already told you, I don't do relationships, and I'm pretty content with the arrangement that we have going on. It's just, I'm tired of always meeting up in the sheet closet or the bathroom to have sex!"
"Well you know what we could do to change things up? You could massage me." He told her with a wink and that damned smirk of his.
"Keep dreaming, buddy." She answered him with a chuckle.
"In that case, come over to my place."
"No, I told you. That would mean us getting closer and I can't deal with that now."
"Mhm, well, we've run out of options, love." He told her, tilting his head to the side.
Emma sighed at the impasse, and looked at her watch.
"Shit, my next appointment is in 2 minutes. I need to go Jones, see you later." She told him as she left the small closed space.
Killian stayed hidden for a couple of minutes before leaving, since he had a little more time. He tamed his hair, since Emma as raked her fingers through it during their session and he started to think of some way to please her (other than the intimacy, since he knew how to do that) and went to the reception desk as soon as he came out.
"Hey, Tink!" Killian greeted the receptionist as he dropped both his arms on the desk, leaning his upper body forward.
"Hey, Killian. What can I do for you?" She greeted him, never moving her eyes from the screen in front of her.
"I want you to set an appointment for me." He said as he eyed the screen, looking for the available time slot, while Tink scrolled down on the calendar on the computer.
"Well there's tomorrow morning with Ruby or Tuesday afternoon with Emma."
"Tuesday it is." He responded a little too eagerly, which made Tink eye him suspiciously. "I can't tomorrow, I'm working." Explained Killian as he tried avoiding revealing the reason why he wanted Emma to massage him. He left the reception desk with a smirk, a plan taking form in his head.
The next couple of days were torture for Emma, every time she went to Killian so they could escape together for a couple of minutes to succumb to their carnal pleasures he always came up with some sort of excuse. This frustrated Emma since she needed to have some kind of release as she felt more and more horny. She has gotten quickly accustomed to their encounters and the fact that he was denying her for some reason made her want him more.
Tuesday arrived and she had decided that no matter what excuse Killian told her, she would have her wicked way with him. When she arrived at the employees' room, she saw on the schedule that he wasn't working and she cursed knowing that she wasn't going to able to have what she so desperately needed. No man has ever made her crave sex this much and she damned herself for letting herself succumb to his touch the first time. On other hand, it was still the best sex she'd ever had.
She spent the whole day daydreaming about him, and was glad that she had one appointment left for the day and thought about going home and taking care of her problem on her own, without him.
She entered the room to her last client, ready to get over it. The sight that was before her when she opened the door made her drop her jaw and made her core clench. Killian was standing in the middle of the room with the spa custom white robe. He turned around and smirked at her with a playful glint in his eyes.
"Hello, love." He told with a husky voice.
"What are you doing here? I thought you had off?" She asked him as she walked further into the room, feeling herself being pulled like a magnet towards him.
"I am, but I decided I needed to release some tension I have in my back, since a certain activity I've been taking part of lately has gotten me sore there." She rolled her eyes at his comment but couldn't hide the smile that spread to her face.
"Mmhm, okay." She told him half believing what he was saying as she went to grab the big white sheet and when she turned around to cover him, he had already disrobed himself showing her his naked form.
Emma couldn't stop her gaze from dropping down to his middle, and she unconsciously liked her lips and felt her core being flooded with lust when she noticed that his cock was half hard.
She tried lifting her eyes but the task proved difficult since she was so horny, and she wanted him so much. When she did manage to look back at him, he tried to look innocent but his small grin betrayed him, knowing fully how much he was taunting her. That bastard. He was doing all of this on purpose.
"So, should I lie down on the table?" He asked innocently.
"Yes, on your stomach." She told him her voice breathy. He pulled himself up and placed himself like she asked to, and she didn't even bother on putting the sheet on him, leaving his gorgeous body on display for her.
She took her the bottle of oil and dropped some on her hand, rubbing her palms together so it would spread.
Emma started to warm up his muscles and when she felt that she could apply more pressure, she started to squeeze his shoulders so the muscles would relax. When she started on the knots, Killian let out a sound from his mouth, something between a grunt and a moan. Emma kept her hands on his back as she continued her work, rubbing her thighs together so she could have a little friction down there.
She realized soon enough that he was trying to make her crack when he didn't stop making sex noises as she massaged him. Emma told herself that two can play at that game.
"Turn around on your back." She asked him in her most seductive voice.
When he did, her mouth watered when she saw that he was now rock hard. She started to trail her hands on his chest slowly going down his abdomen. The more her hands got nearer to his prominent length, she could see his cock twitch with anticipation.
She brought her hand to his shaft, squeezing it lightly as she started to pump him up and down, a soft moan escaping his lips. She started to work her hand faster as his breathing started to pick up and his hips were pushing into her hand. She stopped suddenly, making him whimper at the loss of her warm hand.
Killian lifted his head up so he could look at her, his eyes hooded and completely wrecked.
"Emma…" He started pleading and stopped suddenly when Emma lifted her shirt up and pulled her pants down leaving her in her underwear only.
She joined him on the table, on her knees, her face near his cock. Her hand resumed its place on him, and stroked him slowly as her mouth approached and sucked on the tip. His hands automatically went to her hair, to keep her head where it was. Her tongue went to lick the underside of his length starting from the bottom until she returned to the tip, opening her mouth wide so she could it take as far as she could.
When his cock reached the back of her throat she started to bob her head up and down, sucking in her cheeks. Killian moaned at her ministrations and his hips pushed into her mouth.
Emma took her free hand and trailed it down her stomach, crawling under her underwear until it reached her extremely wet slit. She slipped two fingers inside of her heat which made her moan loudly as she still had him in her mouth.
"Oh, fuck! Emma, your mouth feels so good wrapped around my cock." He growled as he felt his release approach. Suddenly Emma's mouth left his shaft, the action making a loud pop.
"Emma, I'm so close." He begged her but he stopped when he saw her pushing a cup of her bra as she started pinching her nub while the other hand was still under her panties. Her head shot backwards when her orgasm hit her, as she gripped her fingers, her thumb pressed on her clit.
Emma smiled as she rode the waves of her orgasm, finally succumbing to the release she so desperately craved. She looked back down at Killian, whose hand was now stroking himself as he watched her pleasing herself. The sight of him touching himself shot another wave of liquid heat between her legs. She took her bra and panties off, and straddled him as she slapped his hand from his shaft.
His hands went to her hips to steady her and growled when he felt how wet she was. She glided her heat over his cock, teasing him, giving a glimpse of what he really wanted. She swayed her hips over him a couple of more times and lifted her hips as she grabbed him guiding him to her entrance and sank down in one movement making them both moan a little too loudly. She dropped her hands to his chest and lifted her hips up and down slowly, giving her time to adjust to his hard shaft.
Killian planted his feet on the table and thrust up, making her moan again. Emma started to meet his thrusts and they both set a hard pace for themselves wanting the other fall apart.
Emma's body was burning and aching for release, as she felt the lust simmer in her lower abdomen. One of her hands started pinching her breast as the other drew tight circles on her bundle of nerves.
Killian was previously so close to his release, that Emma's tight walls were proving hard for him to keep himself from coming undone.
Their thrusts became erratic, their bodies covered with a sheen of sweat, their breath coming out in pants when Emma's second orgasm finally crashed in continuous waves as she screamed from pleasure.
The sound and the feel of her release was what made Killian come in hot spurts, his seed shooting between her fluttering walls as he growled as loudly as Emma.
Emma's body fell forward as her muscles went limp. They stayed in that position for what felt like hours.
"I don't think we are going to be able to continue doing this here, we both were too loud this time." Emma said, her head pressed on his chest as her hands drew small circles in his chest hair.
Killian chuckled at her comment, and Emma felt her head moving as his chest rose. "Right you are. I think you don't have a choice to come by my place now, love. Unless you want this to be over?" He asked, afraid of what her answer may be.
"Maybe you're right." She lifted her head so she could look at his sparkling blue eyes. "Do you still want to take me out on a date?" Emma asked as she felt herself blush.
"Always." He answered her with a huge grin.