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Chapter 15 – Demons from the past

"Damnit lass" He panted, his hot breath on her neck as he was sprawled on the back seat with her on top of him "Are you trying to kill me?"

"What?" She teased, slightly pulling back, breathing heavily and batting her eyes down at him, her dress scrunched at her waist, giving him a full view of her perfect breasts as she licked her lips, a vicious smile at the corner of her mouth.

Damn. She was in fact trying to kill him. There goes his attempt to keep them from being arrested for sexual misconduct. Not that anyone could have seen anything through the windows that were completely foggy from their heated activity.

She was always good in bed, had no problem to satisfy her man, but now that she was actually enjoying it, in more ways than one, something inside of her unleashed, she was like an animal, an animal that was set free, wild and untamed.

And he was no better, couldn't keep his hands or mouth off of her. Seemingly in constant need to feel her in one way or another.

He pulled her back to his embrace "Wanna go again?" She asked with a greedy smile against his chest, both still trying to catch their breaths from their recent highs.

"What happened to getting to Boston?"

"Since when do you care about that?" She looked up at him in wonder "Are you looking for an excuse cause you can't handle it?" She teased as she propped herself on one hand against his chest, looking down at him, the same vicious smile curving up her lips again.

"Perhaps you are the one who can't handle it" He said when he pushed himself up and flipped them over, making her shriek in excitement as he pressed her back to the seat before he went down to bury his face between her thighs, making her body burn from the inside out when his tongue and fingers worked her relentlessly until she couldn't hold back her soft cries anymore, swearing and screaming his name when she fell over the edge once more.

...

He averted his gaze from the road for a brief moment, glancing at her when she fiddled with his phone, which made him smile inwardly, cause it was such a girlfriendly thing to do "What are you looking there for Swan?" He asked when she stuck the earphones in her ears.

"I wanna see what kind of music you have here" She replied loudly, barely hearing herself over the music.

"Really?" She asked after a few minutes as she took one earphone out of her ear and looked at him "You are listening to Ed Sheeran?"

"Why not?" He glanced at her "You don't like ballads?"

"I guess" She shrugged "Do you like ballads?"

"Not all ballads" He replied "Just a few"

"So what's so special about this one?" She wondered.

"Kiss me?" He chuckled to disguise his embarrassment and she nodded, an intrigued expression on her face "Well isn't it obvious?" He slowly parted his lips and gave her a look full of lust, his tongue darting out to moist his lips.

"I guess it kind of is" She looked at him with enchanted eyes as she giggled in reply.

"So, what about the other songs? Do you approve my taste in music?"

"I do" She replied on a soft toothless smile, her eyes blinking heavily as she glanced at him, drops of Jupiter beginning to play in her ear.

She really liked his taste in music, she liked his taste in clothes and fragrance too, so far she liked everything about him. God she was so screwed.

...

They stopped for gas. Killian grabbed his credit card from his wallet, tossing the wallet on the seat when he got out to fuel up the car. Emma looked at the wallet and her fingers itched with the need to take it in her hand.

But that would be wrong. Complete violation of privacy. Rude even. She really shouldn't.

But she did.

He said he was going into the seven eleven to fetch them drinks and some gum.

Of course he needed gum. He had to have something to occupy that insatiable mouth of his. Otherwise he'd be all over her again.

She watched him walk towards the store and the moment he was in she took the wallet in her hand. She stared at it for a brief moment. Saying to herself that she wasn't being nosy, she just wanted to check his date of birth so she could surprise him on his birthday the same way he had surprised her.

She unfolded the wallet and looked at the driver's license.

Damn he looked good in that photo. Even at the age of seventeen, with a boyish smile and same piercing blue eyes.

According to the date of birth he would turn twenty four in less than two months. She noted the date in her head as she slipped the license out of the id window, wanting to take a closer look at his photo.

She held the license in her hand and her breath caught in her throat as she stared at the photo that was left in the id window. Apparently he was keeping a photo of him and his wife hidden behind the license.

She was pretty. Very pretty. Long dark hair, pale skin and big gray eyes. And he? He seemed happy. Very happy. He had his arm around her shoulder squeezing her tight to his chest and his face radiated pure joy. She didn't think she had ever seen him this way, she didn't think she had ever seen him this happy.

For some reason she felt a small pang in her chest.

Was she jealous? She couldn't possibly be jealous. It wasn't like he was her boyfriend. And besides it was a long time ago. Wasn't it?

She didn't really know, didn't know much about his wife. All she knew was what Blue had told her, that he had a wife and that she left him. That was it.

She slipped the license back to its place and put the wallet back to where it was as she watched him walking back towards the car, a paper cup holder with two cups in it and a small plastic bag in hand.

He got in, smiled widely at her, gum in mouth as he handed her the drink "With cinnamon on top" He leaned to give her a quick kiss on the lips before he took a sip from his own drink and started the car, not noticing the barely distinct disturbed expression on her face.

...

"So when are you going to tell me about this wife of yours?" The words escaped her lips over lunch at a local diner in Knoxville. He froze for a brief moment, held the bite in his mouth as he stopped chewing, the fork in his hand stilled on the pasta as he raised his gaze to meet hers "Blue told me" She explained when she noticed the surprised expression on his face.

He swallowed the bite, his face softening "You mean ex wife" He put down his fork as he emphasized the fact they were no longer married "Well, what do you want to know?" He looked at her, gesturing with his hand for her to ask away before he folded his arms on the table.

"I don't know" She shrugged and averted her gaze towards the table across from theirs "How come you never told me about her?" She asked as she averted her gaze back to him, looking at him in wonder "I mean, all those times when we were at your office, when I ranted on and on about Neal, never thought about saying something?"

"The thought had crossed my mind"

"And?" She asked as her brow furrowed, feeling herself starting to get upset.

Why was she getting upset? He didn't owe her any explanations. Back then they were on an inmate-officer relationship basis so it did make sense that he wouldn't tell her about his wife, well, ex-wife.

"I don't know, I guess I just wanted to forget" He replied simply as he picked up his fork and took a bite from his pasta, hoping she would drop the subject.

Only that she didn't.

"Why?" She asked.

"Let's say that it didn't end well" He replied as he shifted uncomfortably in his chair, meeting her eyes that were pleading for him to tell her more.

He didn't want to tell her more. And he knew exactly why. Telling her would be a bad idea. If he told her he might lose her, but the look in her eyes that seemed to be drifting away told him that he might lose her either way.

"Okay" She replied dryly, a bit offended that he refused to share his story with her as she resumed nibbling on the salad in front of her, trying to look nonchalant as possible.

She couldn't possibly show him that she cared. Nothing good ever came out of doing that.

He hesitated, afraid that if she knew the truth she would leave him the same way that Milah did, but looking at her, suddenly all closed up, he felt he had no choice "We met in college" His voice broke the silence "She was a sophomore, I was a junior" He said, both putting down their forks at the same time as she leaned forward and listened intently "We took one class together, we barely spoke until the year almost ended when we were paired to do the final assignment together" His face softened when he reflected on the memory, but his eyes revealed that it was a bitter-sweet memory "We fell in love and on our six months anniversary I proposed"

He so anticipated the overwhelmed reaction, it was as if he was reliving the moment they told their friends.

"Fast I know" He said in understanding.

"I didn't say anything" She said, her eyes still wide and overwhelmed.

"You didn't have to" He forced a smile, obviously not feeling comfortable talking about it "Everyone we told had the same look in their eyes, the look of utter shock, like we lost our minds"

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean – "

"It's okay" He waved a dismissing hand "Even when I called my brother he told me I had lost my mind, that I'm rushing into it, that it's what I always do" He sighed heavily "And I guess they were all right, cause four months after we got married she filed for annulment" He continued, rubbing the back of his neck in discomfort "Annulment" He said firmly, his hand leaving the back of his neck in an abrupt motion "Not divorce, annulment, like we never existed"

"I'm sorry" She slightly shook her head as she reached for his hand, seeing how much he was hurting, regretting she brought up the subject in the first place.

"It's not your fault" He said, a soft sad smile pulling at his lips, his thumb nervously rubbing the back of her hand, knowing he would probably need to finish what he began, knowing he would probably need to tell her the rest of the story, knowing he would probably need to tell her the part that he wasn't sure he wanted her to know.

"So what went wrong?" She asked carefully.

Just like clockwork! He knew she would ask.

The inevitable question clung to the air, taking his breath along with it.

He clenched his jaw, his fingers leaving her hand to rake nervously through his hair as he exhaled "It was at the end of my senior year when I started to work at the prison. One day I came back from work and I found her really upset, packing up her clothes, in the process taking out mine and throwing them in my face, I'm telling you she just lost it, started punching me, pushing me back in anger, accusing me that I was fooling around" He said as she looked at him, unable to suppress the twitch of surprise that flashed over her face "Nothing I said helped calm her down and the next thing I knew she was gone"

"And did you?" She asked intrigued, the bewildered expression on his face forcing her to elaborate "Fooled around?"

"No" He protested, mildly insulted, but not surprised that the thought had crossed her mind, after all, no one had believed him back then either.

"Then how come she was convinced that you did?" She raised her brow in wonder.

"She heard a bunch of stuff that weren't true, well most of them" He said flustered.

Fuck! Most of them? Why did he have to go and say that? Why was he starting to doubt his own innocence?

He pushed the disturbing thoughts to the back of his head when he continued "I even stalked her around campus and outside her friend's house, not my finest hour, I know" He forced a chuckle as he continued "But I did it because I had to make her listen, I had to make it right, and she wouldn't hear me out, just said that the evidence were piling up against me" He shook his head as if he still couldn't believe it "I can understand why she thought so, and if she would have just heard me out I could have explained, well most of it" He exhaled nervously.

Again? Fuck! Why? What was wrong with him? Why was he beginning to sound shady even to himself? Now she would probably think that his story was completely bogus. Now she won't believe him either and he wouldn't blame her. Hearing himself talk he wasn't sure he believed himself.

"I guess you can say she is stubborn and hot headed like…" His voice trailed off when his hands nervously raked through his hair.

It made her reflect on that day in his office when she asked him about Tink, and he sounded completely flustered just like now, back then she was convinced that he was playing her. There was no doubt he was an extremely attractive man that had no problem getting it on with the ladies, and the fact that he was so damn good in bed was probably not from lack of experience.

What if he was in fact a player? She didn't want to believe that he was, but she couldn't deny the fear that was creeping up on her again. What if he winds up hurting her? Can she subject herself to such a risk?

"You believe me right?" His voice jolted her back to reality.

"What?"

"You believe me? That I did not cheat?" He repeated as he looked at her with pleading eyes.

"Yeah" She said quietly on a sigh.

She wasn't sure that she did.

He was sure that she didn't.

...

They stopped for an overnight at Morgantown, near Cheat Lake, probably with a different meaning but still it was spelled the same, and he just couldn't ignore the irony. The awkward silence that filled the car now followed them into the hotel room. He put down their bags, giving her a silent glance before he sat down on the armchair to take off his shoes.

"You can use the shower first" She said quietly.

"No, today is your turn" He replied in the same quiet tone as hers.

"That's okay, I don't mind" She said when they locked eyes "You seem like you need it" She looked at his messy hair and haunted eyes.

He needed it alright.

"Are you sure?" He asked and she nodded in reply "Thanks"

"Don't mention it" She smiled softly and she felt a lump in her throat when he forced a smile in return.

What happened to the outgoing strong-willed man she had grown to know? He seemed introverted and she didn't like it, she didn't like the invisible line of tension that formed between them, invisible line that was keeping them apart. She enjoyed his company inside the bed and out, and this was not how she wanted their last stop to go down, she didn't want to spend that night on separate sides of the bed, this was not how she wanted to remember their road trip.

He was standing in the shower, letting the water fall down his body, rubbing his face and skull vigorously as if he was trying to wash away the memory along with the shampoo when he felt her hands on the small of his back, sliding sideways to his stomach, wrapping his body, her breasts pressed to his back as she rested her head between the lean muscles of his shoulder blades. He inhaled, his eyes fluttering shut, feeling her lips planting soft kisses against his shoulder, a sense of relief washing over his body.

God! How he hated being away from her, the last few hours were absolute torture. Finally. The Emma drug was coursing through his veins again.

He turned to look at her, his hands cradling her face, his eyes flickering back and forth from her lips to her beautiful green eyes, studying her gaze, searching approval. She ran her fingers through his damp hair at the back of his head, her hands slowly closing into fists as she gently tugged on it, hauling him against her as they both dived into the kiss at the same time, lips full of passion meeting, hands closing with lust over flesh, fingers digging deep, tongues clashing in hungry and heated movements as water ran down their faces and seeped into their mouths.

She broke away from the kiss as she panted heavily, one hand reaching to his chest, giving him a shove, a malicious smile at the corner of her mouth when she pushed him against the tile wall and they locked eyes, her face flushed, her green eyes full of intent.

He threw his head back when her lips hovered over his earlobe, her tongue darting out to lick it, taking it in her mouth, sucking gently, her tongue slowly toying with his earring, making him growl at the contact. Her teeth scraping her way down his neck "You're driving me crazy" He grunted, his voice low and husky when her lips moved to kiss her way down his chest and stomach "You don't have to do this" He said with a shaky voice when she went down to her knees.

"I want to" She said in a seductive tone of voice as she stared up at him, lips and tongue running up his thigh, she could see his already erect length at the corner of her eye, the water running down her long golden hair as she moved in, her tongue slowly lapping from base to tip as she smiled up at him, a big smile that was dripping with sin.

"Gods lass!" He exclaimed, his bright blue eyes growing dark, glancing at her as she swirled her tongue around his tip, her hand gripping his hip "What are you trying to do to me?" He growled as his head flew back in a thump when she took him in her mouth. She sucked gently, feeling him hard, thick and smooth against her tongue, slowly picking up the pace as her other hand worked along with her mouth.

Of course she had to use her hand. There was no fucking way she could have fit him all inside her mouth.

But she tried, she really really tried, relaxing her jaw as she took him as deep as she could, causing him to writhe in her grip and shout her name aloud, almost sending him over the edge.

"Enough with that" She said before her tongue slowly lapped him twice more, lingering at the tip, tasting his pre-cum.

She pushed herself back to her feet, running her finger over her mouth as she gathered traitorous drops "Mmm" She moaned softly as she sucked on her finger, putting on an entire show for him of how much she relished his taste, her head tilting back, her eyes fluttering shut, a sinful smile curving up her lips.

"Jesus lass" He cried out as he pulled her by the waist, hauling her body to his, leaning in, trying to catch her lips with his.

"Ah-ah" she scolded as she shook her head, her hand on his chest stopping him from getting closer. He looked at her, his eyes dark, glazed with want and bewilderment, flickering to her lips, his mouth open and hungry for hers when she turned around, turning her back to him.

"Damnit Emma" He grunted hoarsely when she looked at him over her shoulder as she pressed her ass against his length, waiting for him to bury himself inside of her. He leaned in, wrapping his arms around her body, one kneading her breast, the other sliding down her stomach and reaching in between her thighs, slipping one finger inside of her, making her gasp softly "God you're so wet" He whispered hotly in her ear before his mouth trailed down to suck on the sweet spot, where shoulder meets neck, making her moan with pleasure when he slid his finger in and out, slowly drawing her arousal along her folds.

He entered her again, slipping two fingers this time "Killian" She whined when his fingers worked her, in and out, up and down her folds, circling her clit before he slipped them back inside, doing the whole damn thing again and again, all this time making her moan and writhe in his embrace.

"Turn around" He slid his fingers out as his hand moved to tug gently on her hair at the back of her head, tilting her head when his lips caught hers in a searing kiss "I want to see that beautiful face of yours" He whispered against her lips when he slowly turned her around so she was facing him, his lips moving to graze her jaw line before they caught hers in another kiss, turning them around, guiding her to the tile wall, his hands reaching to the back of her thighs as he leaned down to hoist her up, pinning her back against the wall as she wrapped her arms around his neck "Ready love?" He asked softly when he looked into her eyes, aligning himself at her entrance.

"Yeah" She replied as she nodded eagerly and breathed heavily, her cheeks flushed and her eyes beaming with anticipation. He pressed his lips to hers when he slid her body down his length "Oh god" She moaned against his lips, feeling herself getting so damn full when he buried himself inside of her in one long decisive thrust.

"You feel so good" He growled as he stilled inside of her, giving her time to adjust to his size.

"Yes" She hissed when he began thrusting slowly, her arms tightening their grip on his neck, hauling his upper body closer to hers, her breasts pressed against his chest, her mouth hovering over his shoulder "More" She pleaded when she opened her mouth to suck on his shoulder, muffling the soft cry she let out with each thrust.

"Hold on to me" He whispered softly in her ear, encouraging her to tighten her arms around his neck even more as well as wrapping her legs around his waist, and when he was sure that she was holding tight enough he released one hand that supported her buttocks, licking his thumb before he moved it to where they were joined.

"Fuck" She exclaimed when his thumb met her clit, feeling the tension building up fast, her hips rocking against his, her body growing hotter with each thrust, within seconds being sent over the edge "Oh god fuck yes" Her head fell back as her eyes rolled to the back of her head and everything turned white when the waves of pleasure washed over her "Come with me" She pleaded, her body keeps rocking against his as she panted heavily. His hand released her clit and moved to close on the flesh of her hip, both hands tightening their grip on her as he pounded into her, following her a few thrusts later as his own release caught up with him and he came groaning her name under his heavy breath.

"You're bloody amazing" He said, still trying to catch his breath as he leaned his forehead against hers, his hot breath puffing against her lips.

"You're not so bad yourself" She joked on a smile before she leaned in to give him a soft kiss on the lips, his eyes studying her when she pulled away.

Did it mean that she believed him? Looking into her eyes he still wasn't able to tell. He sure hoped that she did.