Chapter 11
Emma waved as Henry headed out the door, it was Friday morning, his last day of school for the summer. After school he was off to his Grandparents for the night. She was planning to head up to Warren where the state prison was located later that day to notify Henderson of his family's death. She wasn't looking forward to the visit, but was resigned to the trip and had more or less put the horrible situation out of her mind save for this last task. At least Ruby was accompanying her. They hadn't been able to schedule a sit down with him early in the day and they were waiting until 1 to leave town. So Emma was staying home later than usual since she wouldn't be on duty until later on, with the 3 hour drive one way. Regina had chosen to work from home, as had started to become her habit on Fridays, at least the last few. Emma wandered towards her study after a few seconds contemplating. Wondering if she couldn't talk her wife into taking advantage of the empty house.
When they'd woken that morning, her wife had been between her legs, brunette head bobbing as she suckled at her sex. The tension in Emma's lower stomach told her that she was already close to an orgasm. Regina had released her and smirked up at her, "Good morning, Emma, sleep well?" The brunette teased along a strong thigh with a fingertip. "Yeah, fantastic," Emma pulled her wife's head back into place and her head fell back as the brunette went back to sucking and slid two fingers deep inside her. After Emma had experienced an intense orgasm there hadn't been time to see to Regina's pleasure before their son was up and Regina insisted on getting up too, it was his last day of school and he'd only be home another week before leaving for his summer writing camp. It had taken him almost three months to convince his parents to register him for the camp, the term camp was used loosely since it was a two week trip to the literary department of NYU, Emma had been on board from the start, it had been his brunette mother that had taken convincing.
When Emma entered the study her wife was at her desk. She had her computer booting up and was reading over a stack of papers. She'd dressed down for her day at home and was wearing one of the two pairs of jeans she owned and a plain white blouse. Emma grinned to herself and approached the desk, "Hey babe." Regina looked up at the blonde and stifled a groan. She recognized the look on her wife's face. She'd give in, of that she was certain. The promise in those green eyes already had her wetter than she'd care to admit. Emma was looking particularly appealing barefoot in black slacks, white t-shirt and open tan Sheriff's button down, "Did you need something, dear?" she tried to play innocent, but in truth she was still fairly aroused from their morning in bed and had been planning to seek out her wife after Henry was gone for school.
Emma was around the desk and leaning against it right next to the brunette in a blink and Regina looked up at her and set the paperwork down. "Henry's gone," Emma pushed her chair back and Regina rolled back from the desk. "So he is," she smiled at her wife's complete lack of subtlety. "Something you wanted, dear?" Emma slipped the tan shirt down her shoulders and tossed it towards the loveseat in her wife's office. "Yeah, you," and she was falling to her knees in between her wife's legs. Regina groaned and felt her panties dampen further, Emma was kissing her and locking the wheels on the chair. It was a deep kiss, with a slow, languid passion that ignited her blood. A tongue slipped into her mouth and she sucked at it as hands opened her jeans. "In a hurry, darling?" Regina husked as she pulled away and smiled at the blonde, her dark eyes sparkled with mirth, lifting her hips as her jeans and panties were pulled down her legs and tossed aside.
"I haven't had breakfast, I'm starving," Emma slipped her thighs over her strong shoulders, "Also, you really need to come in my mouth."
Regina groaned and her head fell back when her wife licked slowly up the length of her, flicking at her clit. She buried her hands in the freshly shorn blonde locks and slid forward in her seat, letting her thighs fall open and her feet rest on her wife's back. Emma hummed into her work and continued her long slow licks, never focusing on one spot, just licking her from slit to clit repeatedly. Regina was growing impatient for the attention to focus. She shifted, resting a foot on her wife's shoulder, this opened her impossibly further to her wife's ministrations. Emma groaned, "I love yoga," Regina laughed at her wife, moaning when the blonde returned to her cunt. She drew her tongue along the crease between the brunette's inner and outer lips, repeated the motion on the opposite side and then drew her clit and inner lips into her mouth, suckling softly at the sensetive flesh. Regina groaned and let her head fall back again. A warm, wet tongue slipped between her folds and slid against her entrance every time her wife's head bobbed. She brought one hand up and started unbuttoning her shirt, her hips starting to roll, "God, that's good," Regina moaned as she kneaded her own breast through the thin fabric of her silk bra. Emma gave a muffled agreement and transitioned to a slow, deliberate flicking of her wife's swollen clit.
Regina let a strangled moan fall from her lips when her wife penetrated her with two fingers and continued to flick and suck at her clit. Her hips were rolling against the pleasurable ministrations and her orgasm was rushing towards her, another minute passed and Regina was holding her wife's head tightly to her and rolling into every thrust. Emma curled her fingers and rubbed at the roughness of her wife's g-spot. Regina let out a strangled sob as her orgasm slammed into her and she ejaculated hotly into her wife's mouth. The blonde groaned against the wet flesh and swallowed as fast she could, slurping loudly as she sucked at the swollen folds. Emma groaned as she took her wife through the intensity of the orgasm, slowly pumping her fingers in and out and lapping at the dripping folds, avoiding her hypersensitive clit for the time being.
Emma pulled away finally, sitting back on her haunches she softly stroked her wife's quivering thighs and took in the image of her. Regina sat in the chair, still slid forward and almost out if it. Eyes closed and head back, her legs splayed wide, calves resting on her shoulders and revealing her still twitching, dripping cunt, with her shirt hanging open revealing the blood red bra. Emma groaned at the image of it. Two years and she was pretty sure she found her brunette wife hotter and sexier every day, "How important is that work?" She asked as the soft stroking of her wife's thighs turned into a firm massage. It was Regina's turn to groan then, "Nothing I can't do later," her legs slid from strong shoulders and she pulled Emma up to kiss her, moaning at the taste of herself, "Upstairs?" Regina pulled out of the kiss as she pulled the t-shirt over her wife's head, Emma's response was to scoop her up and head out of the study and up the stairs, Regina's laughter, a glorious sound that filled the house.
At the top of the stairs Emma set her wife back on her feet and they stumbled down the hallway lost in a passionate kiss. Tongues dueled and bodies slammed into walls as clothes landed where they may along the hall. Regina groaned when they landed against the wall beside their bedroom door particularly hard, the picture beside them fell and cracked when it landed on the hardwood. Emma's mouth sucking hotly at her throat took away the pain and her eyes rolled back when a insistent hand cupped her sex and massaged the soaked flesh, distractedly she flicked a hand out and the picture returned to the wall once again intact.
They both groaned as they tumbled through the doorway, Regina completely naked now and Emma clad in only her boyshorts, "You should probably start wearing your briefs and the uniform pants we ordered," Regina rasped as she shoved her wife onto the bed and peeled the tight shorts down her muscled thighs, "The next cycle could start anytime," she was nipping up Emma's naked thighs and sucking at the creamy flesh as she went. Emma groaned, "God, I can't wait to take you again with my cock," the blonde let out a whimper when a tongue played through her folds. Flitting in, out and around where she needed stimulation the most, "Fuck, I've got to come, please," she begged. Regina took her clit inside then and suckled at it as their hands slid together and fingers weaved together.
The brunette switched to lapping hotly at the turgid flesh of her nerve bundle and stroking it with her tongue, her wife's hips were rolling against her and she did her best to follow the movements, determined to get her off and not release her hands. A full minute passed, the desperation growing as Emma climbed closer and higher. Her body tensed, back arching off the bed and sweat glistened over her pale, muscular body arching she came beautifully in her wife's mouth.
It was 12:30 when Emma was pulling up in front of the loft, she fired off a text to Ruby and waited for her deputy and friend to emerge. Five minutes later she emerged and after settling her duty belt around her hips she climbed in tossing her hat into the backseat with Emma's. They were both in their full uniforms, black pants with a piping of blue down the outside seam, tan button downs with their shoulder patches and badges pinned to the chest, black boots and in Ruby's case a tight bun firmly affixed at the nap of her neck. They even had their shiny gold name tags in place. "What, do you live here now?" Emma asked as she checked traffic and pulled out. Ruby grinned as she played with the radio controls, "We're talking about it actually, it's fast, but I haven't been home except for clothes in nearly a month."
Emma pointed the truck out of town, "Wow, really? I was just teasing." Ruby smiled at her friend and finally settled on an oldies station, "After everything we've both been through, we really don't want to waste time," they were passing the sign leaving Storybrooke, "I uh, last night I told her I loved her." Emma glanced over, the surprise evident on her face, considering it had only been a week since she'd found her friend was even dating, "That's fantastic Rubes, I'm really happy for you," she finally responded after several awkward minutes passed in silence.
"It's ok, Em. I know it's super fast and we haven't exactly 'come out' yet publicly, Archie thinks I might be suffering from a kind PTSD and cautioned against rushing into any major life decisions," Ruby sighed and slouched down in her seat as Emma pulled onto the ramp for the interstate. "What do you think?" Emma asked as she merged into traffic, smiling to herself when cars slowed and moved over like a parting of the sea for the marked vehicle, it did have it's perks at times. "I feel like I mean it, like I'm not projecting. We were dating before anything happened," Ruby groaned and closed her eyes, "Can we just talk about something else? How are we going to handle Henderson?"
Emma set the cruise at the posted limit and relaxed into her seat, "I'm not planning to give him anything, going to go in and tell that his family is dead and that we are sorry for his loss, then we're leaving," she'd decided days ago that he didn't deserve the details. She'd gone back and forth on telling him what had happened, on telling him that his hatred and the way he'd raised his son to be a spitting image of himself had gotten his family killed. Legally, she was only required to tell him that they had died, that his daughter had committed suicide, his wife had been murdered and his son was killed in an officer involved shooting which had been ruled justified. He could puzzle the pieces together himself. Ruby nodded her agreement, "Sounds good, boss," she glanced back behind them then, taking in the long lines of traffic backed up behind them in all three lanes, "You know you can go faster, before the Staties contact us again about not obstructing," Ruby laughed at her friend, Emma frequently maintained the speed limit when driving on the interstate, just to mess with other drivers since most people wouldn't pass a marked police car. Emma grinned but acquiesced and upped her speed to 10 over. They spent the rest of the trip talking about nothing really big, just chatting about nonsense as friends often do.
Two hours passed and they were pulling into the parking lot for the Maine State Prison. Quietly, they exited the truck. Their hats came out and were settled atop their heads, together they headed for the main entrance. Once inside they checked in at the desk and were led through a locked door and down a hallway to another door with a bay of lockers beside it. Stepping up to separate lockers, they locked up their guns, hats and Emma her keys, and through that door they went. After the hallway turned a few times they were finally let into a small room with one table and four chairs. The officer that had escorted them left to retrieve Henderson while Emma and Ruby settled into the chairs facing the door. Five minutes went by before the door opened and Henderson entered, clad in the standard orange jumpsuit, with his hands and feet shackled. The corrections officer shoved him into the chair, latched the long chain to the fixture under the table and left the room.
He just stared at them, a look of utter contempt on his face, as was her job Emma broke the stony silence first, "Mr. Henderson we are here to inform you about the death of your family, we are very sorry for loss," she monotoned the delivery, determined to keep things as by the book as she could. He jerked forward in the chair, chains rattling, "What?!" Both women maintained their stoicism, not flinching when he jerked again and the chains rattled, "Again we are very sorry for loss," Emma did her avid best to keep the sneer out of her voice. Another jerk and he settled back into the chair again, "What the hell happened, Sheriff," he didn't hide the sarcastic sneer.
Emma took a deep breath, picturing her wife's smiling face and using the image to settle herself, "There was an incident in which Elizabeth Henderson took her own life, shortly after Selena Henderson was murdered, afterwhich Thomas Henderson died from wounds received when, during an altercation with law enforcement, he attempted to shoot and kill two Law Enforcement Officers," Ruby twitched beside her, but she maintained her blank face. The chains jerked twice and his shackled fists slammed down on the table, again neither flinched, "Was it one of you? Who killed my son?!" His face was red and eyes wild, Emma barely contained a scoff, of course his only thought was of his son, his wife and daughter not even a concern, "We are very sorry for your loss, sir," Emma ground out as she stood, Ruby following. Emma rapped once on the door and it opened, they left the room and the officer entered it. They could hear Henderson screaming for answers as they wound their back towards the lockers and then the main lobby. Neither spoke until they were back at the truck.
They climbed in, tossing their hats into the backseat, "So that could've gone worse," Ruby sighed, they still sat the parking lot, both needing a minute to gather themselves. "It's over, that's what matters. He's not our problem for another five years," Emma started the truck and moved towards the exit of the parking lot, determined to put it out of her mind. Her job was done and it was time to go home to her wife and son, "Want to grab a sandwich on the way?" Emma asked, it was almost 5 and by the time they got home it would be after 8. When Ruby agreed Emma sent a text to her wife not to hold dinner and that she'd be home closer to 9-10, text away she pulled out onto the street and they were headed home.
They were halfway home when they pulled off the interstate and strode into a chain fast food place. The weather had taken a turn and storm clouds stretched as far as the eye could see, rain had yet to fall but it was definitely on the horizon. They'd retrieved their orders from the counter and were settling into the booth when Emma stopped halfway into her seat. Her crotch was tingling, she'd hadn't been awake the last time the cycle happened and at first she panicked that something was wrong. At Ruby's questioning look she quickly slid all the way into her seat and smiled back. She breathed a sigh of relief then when she realized that it was only the spell activating, things hadn't settled properly though and she was uncomfortably squished in the boxer briefs and pants that her wife had had the foresight to remind her to wear, excusing herself Emma slipped into the bathroom and adjusted herself into more comfortable placement. She grinned to herself as she headed back to the table, thinking of all the fun things she and her wife could get up to once she was home.
They'd finished their dinner and were walking out to the truck when the first bolt of lightning flicked across the sky followed shortly by loud thunder rumbling. Hurrying, they made it into the vehicle as the first drops were starting to fall, "Damn, that looks nasty," Emma grumbled as she pointed the truck towards the interstate and Storybrooke. They were barely five miles from where they'd eaten dinner when they saw the flashing lights of a police car ahead of them in the middle of a traffic stop. Emma slowed and pulled into the closest lane, intending to perform a courtesy check as they eased by, just before they were passing the pulled over vehicle the officer standing at the driver's window went into convulsions and dropped to the ground, the telltale yellow cords of taser wire tracking back into the car, "Shit, Em!" Ruby exclaimed ripping her seatbelt off as Emma swerved to avoid the fallen officer and then whipped the truck over blocking the car in and taking up half of the lane they'd been driving in and blocking it off, the brunette was out of the truck and first and charged towards the offending car. Emma flipped the lights on and flicked their radio to the standard state channel and yelled into the mic for backup, lightning cracked across the sky as Emma jumped out into the rain and followed seconds behind her deputy.
Ruby was pulling the driver bodily through the open window of his car. He was struggling mightily and even the extra strength from her wolf was having a hard time wrangling his writhing body. Emma added her muscle to the effort and successfully got him out of the car and drug his squirming body several feet away between his car and the truck, he threw an elbow and cracked Emma in the face, her head snapped back with a sickening crunch and they doubled down on the had him down on his stomach and were snapping cuffs on him when three more state police cars screamed up and four officers swarmed onto the scene, two of them tended to the fallen officer while the other two jogged towards them. The new officers added their weight to the effort and the struggling man finally calmed. Emma and Ruby stepped back letting the state officers take over, they had full arrest powers throughout the state of Maine, but it was the state officer's jurisdiction.
An ambulance arrived and they headed towards it. Emma grimaced as she put weight on her right leg and her thigh ached. She hadn't technically been cleared for active duty, but there wasn't anyway she would've just stayed in the truck while Ruby assisted the state officer. Paramedics were seeing to the tased officer, he was alert and sitting upright on one of the benches in the medical vehicle as his vitals were taken by one of the medics, "Thanks, I hate to think what may have happened if you hadn't been driving by," he stated as they approached the open back of the ambulance. "Not a problem, happy to offer assistance," Emma wiped water from her face, grimacing when she touched her rapidly swelling eye, that was going to blacken and leave her with a decent shiner. The officer was released then, he stepped out of the ambulance and headed over towards the other officers with the paramedic following behind to perform a check on the man in one of the police cars back seats. The second paramedic approached them and pulled Emma into the back of the ambulance, she groaned but let the redheaded female poke at her eye, "Name?" The paramedic crisped out as she swept a penlight into and out of her vision, studying her pupillary reaction, "Sheriff Emma Swan-Mills, it's Friday, July 5th, Obama's president…anything else?" The paramedic laughed, "That's good, Sheriff Swan-Mills, did I see you limping when you came up?"
"Yes, month old injury, but I'm fine," the paramedic arched an eyebrow, "Really, just wasn't quite ready for that much action." The medic eyed her for a minute, then nodded, "Alright, I'm taking your word for it. You don't have a concussion and nothing's broken, you're going to have a nice black eye though," a warm hand landed on Emma's thigh, "You did a good job today, Sheriff," the woman's green eyes twinkled at her. Emma cleared her throat and laid her left hand atop the woman's, letting her get a good look at the titanium wedding band on her ring finger, she removed the woman's hand and dropped it, "Thanks, I'll be sure and let my wife know you think so," a choked guffaw came from Ruby who leaned against the bumper, doing her best to stay out of the rain. The woman had the decency to look chagrined, "I'm sure she'll be very proud of you," she laughed then, "Good one's are always taken huh?" Emma smiled kindly at her, "I don't know about that, but this one is," Ruby chuckled again and Emma sent her a look, the brunette quickly covered her mirth. They said goodbye to the medic and strode through the rain towards the group of officers, they talked for a few minutes. Telling them what they'd seen before they had stopped for assistance, they agreed to submit a report by Monday into the state system. After handshakes were exchanged and the officers thanked them again they were climbing into the truck and were heading once again for home, "Well that was an eventful trip," Emma couldn't help but laugh as she turned their flashing lights off and pulled into traffic.
They crossed the line into Storybrooke a little after 10 and Emma flicked a hand, instantly drying them, their clothes and the seats they sat on, while latent magic was available to them outside the line, like Ruby's wolf strength and the fertility spell Emma was currently in a cycle of. Ruby couldn't transform outside of Storybrooke and they wouldn't have been able to cast the spell, but now that it was active and in her system the latent magic had no issue activating, "That's a nifty party trick, thanks," Ruby laughed, happy to be warm dry again. Emma grinned, "Magic has it's perks," her mind traveled down between her thighs and the flaccid penis that rested there, indeed it did, "Am I taking you home or back to Belle's?" She was suddenly eager to get back to her wife, her cock twitched as she thought about her wife waiting for her in their bed, "Belle's," Ruby grinned, oblivious to her friend and boss's eagerness and growing arousal. Emma was thankful for the darkness, even with the occasional flash of lightning. It hid the semi-hardness that was pressing against her pants, "You got it," Emma pulled up in front of the entrance to the apartment building and Ruby hopped out after retrieving her hat, waving as she ran through the now pouring rain and into the building. By the time Emma pulled into her driveway she was fully erect and straining against her pants, the house was dark like she expected, save for the porch light and a dim reading light in what she knew to be their bedroom. She slipped quietly through the front door and turned the porch light off, removed her boots and after putting them away in the closet headed up the stairs.
Regina smiled when she heard the top step creak, her wife was home finally, she clicked the table side light off and set her romance novel aside as the bedroom door opened, lightning flared through the window and illuminated her uniformed wife in the doorway, Regina swallowed as the moisture left her mouth and traveled down to her suddenly dripping wet pussy. Emma shut the door behind her and leaned against it, lightning flashed again and thunder rumbled, Regina groaned when eyes were drawn to the obvious tenting of her wife's black pants, "Is that…" she trailed off as Emma nodded and smirked at her.
The brunette was up, out of bed and moving towards her wife, the blonde groaned at the image of her wife in a black and red silk teddy. She had started to move towards the brunette, but Regina shoved her back against the door and Emma grunted at the impact. That was when the brunette noticed the swelling of her eye, "Darling, are you ok?" She stroked around the edge of the swelling, "I'm fine, small fight with a random driver on the way home," Emma was kissing her then and Regina groaned as she pressed her smaller body against her taller wife's. She could feel her wife's hard cock pressing into her and she moaned at the promise of it. The brunette pulled away from the kiss and sucked at the skin of her lover's neck as her hands worked at the heavy duty belt and dropped it to the side. She dropped to her knees and it was Emma's turn to groan as her wife flipped her brunette hair over a shoulder and worked at the fastening of her pants.
The brunette smiled devilishly up at her wife as she lowered the zipper and the loose trousers fell to the floor with heavy thunk. Emma groaned when her wife's tongue stroked her though the boxer briefs, finding her tip and sucking lightly, a damp spot was left when she pulled away, from her saliva or Emma's pre-cum niether could be sure. Regina tugged the briefs halfway down her thighs and left them there. Emma's head thumped against wall when her wife kissed her tip and flicked it with her tongue, hands buried in brunette hair as Regina stroked her with a hand as she peppered the shaft with kisses and light nibbles. A shudder ran through her wife when the brunette sucked her tip into a warm mouth, she applied a light suction and stroked with her hand while she suckled gently at the mushroom head. Emma's hips moved, seeking out the heat of her lover's hot mouth, Regina took more of her in, groaning at the taste of her as pre-cum started to leak into her mouth. The brunette took more of her wife's hard cock, feeling it press softly against the back of her throat, she opened and let Emma slide down and bury herself completely in the warmth of her.
Emma worked at the buttons of her shirt as her wife moved around her, her tongue doing that thing it did where she swept it back and forth along the underside of her shaft as she pulled away, Emma tossed the shirt to the side and tugged the white t-shirt over her head, moaning when her wife deepthroated her again. She leaned harder against the door, letting her hips roll into the fantastic ministrations of her amazing wife, she watched through hooded eyes as Regina's head bobbed, taking her in again and again, hands palmed her ass and massaged, Emma felt herself tightening, "Fuck, I'm going to come!" Regina somehow smirked around the hard cock in her mouth and quickened her movements, she moved a hand down between her wife's legs and massaged at the the tight balls there, Emma tugged at her hair, "Shouldn't I…" a moan, "Inside you?" She could barely get it out, her pleasure so great, Regina released her with a wet pop, "I have every bit of faith in your ability to do so later, right now though? Come in my mouth, my love," Emma groaned when her wife took her back in and took all of her again, it took only a few more short seconds and the blonde was arching, groaning as she came hard and deep in her wife's mouth, Regina groaned her throat working to swallow the load her wife gave her.
Regina pulled away and was on her feet, shoving Emma's pants and briefs the rest of the way off of her and pulling her towards the bed. She had barely started to soften when her wife tossed her onto the bed, straddled her, stroking her back to full hardness. They were kissing hotly when Regina slid up onto her knees and lowered herself down onto the thickness of her wife's hard cock, a moan left her lips as it split her open. Emma clutched the hips of her wife, she struggled to contain herself, not giving into her desire to flip them and pound into her lover, even so her hips moved up and into her wife, filling her time and again. Regina gasped into her mouth when Emma raised her up, hands cupping her ass and drove up into her repeatedly. A moan left her lips as the movements had her clit sliding against the hard shaft with every thrust, their kissing deepened impossibly further as their bodies met with wet slaps time after time.
The brunette cried out, clutching at her wife as she came, shuddering and coating Emma's hips in her cum, the blonde slowed her movements and Regina slapped at her chest, "No, no. Don't stop, keep going, on top of me," Emma growled and flipped them, never leaving her wife's tight cunt. Regina sobbed as her wife's movements started again, pistoning into her in hard, fast thrusts, she canted hips flattening her back and letting her thighs fall open, the positions opened her further and allowed Emma to be so deep inside her, her stomach ached with the deep thrusts and the breath left her suddenly on each thrust as blood flushed her face. Another growl left pink lips as the blonde hooked her arms under her wife's knees and leaned forward, splitting her open impossibly further. Regina was crying out with every thrust, she quickly slammed into another intense orgasm, coming hard enough that Emma was forced to slow her movements, "God, fuck me through it, don't stop!" The brunette sobbed, clutching at the sweaty, heaving back of her wife, veins in her forehead and neck popping and throbbing, "I'm not...fuck, you're just so tight," Emma grunted, speeding up her movements again as her wife relaxed minimally, she shifted further and her wife's legs slid over her shoulders and she was being held open to her fullest, strong hips pumped into her. Regina hadn't even finished coming completely and she screamed as she catapulted into her third orgasm, squirting in a tight arch that landed heavily against her wife's glistening body.
Emma growled and pumped faster, her movements becoming autopilot, Regina sobbed with each thrust, her body spent and limp as she took her wife in repeatedly, nails scratched down a muscular back and Regina arched as she felt herself rising to yet another orgasm, "Oh, God. Em, baby! Inside, come inside!" She begged as her body trembled into another intense orgasm. Their sweat mingled and her wife growled again, Regina was certain it was the single sexiest noise her lover made during sex. Emma buried her face in her wife's neck, stretching her open a little bit more and her hips pumped hard once, twice and on the third she was coming hard with a grunt as she filled her wife's tight cunt with her seed, pressing tight against the tan sweaty body beneath her and grinding against her. Regina groaned as she felt the hot cum explode inside her, her pussy clenching and milking her wife's throbbing cock, she ground her hips a few times and then she was coming too, soft spurts of cum leaving her nearly spent body. Emma growled into her neck and pumped twice more, a new spurt of cum filled her wife and her hips pumped languidly.
They lay there panting, Emma slipping Regina's legs from her shoulders and the brunette locked them around her hips, holding her in place as their breathing gradually slowed. After long minutes passed, Emma pulled away, her now softened penis slipping out and Regina groaned at both the loss and the feeling of the mixed fluids trickling out. The blonde flopped onto her back and her wife snuggled against her, laying her head on a strong shoulder, hands played through her long, sweaty brunette hair and she traced random patterns on the hard muscles of her wife's upper chest, occasional slipping lower to play with the softer flesh of her breasts before returning. Someone sighed, maybe both, "I love it when you growl," Regina did sigh then as her body relaxed further into lassitude. Emma laughed, when they'd first started being sexual she had been a little embarrassed by the sound that left her during their more intense moments, she hadn't ever growled with any other lover before, she didn't do it often and chalked tonight up to the residual adrenaline from their adventures. Regina snuggled even further into her, "You sure you're ok, my love?"
"Yes, we assisted some state police on the way home, I just caught an elbow to the face in the scuffle. On scene paramedic even checked me out," Emma left out the part about being literally checked out by the red head. Regina shifted and draped a leg over her wife's hips, "Hmm, my big idiot savior," her eyes slid shut as she started falling into slumber, "I love you, idiot savior," she mumbled. Emma chuckled and kissed her head, "Now and always, babe," she softly stroked her wife's back and pulled the blankets up over them, then she followed her beautiful brunette into dreamland.