A/N- Ah! It's been so long since I've updated! I'm sorry: working 60 hours a week will force you to put other things on hold :P However, I hope that you all enjoy this chapter and, if it's not worth the wait, I at least hope that it has appeased you.

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The blonde simply stood and grinned at her triumphantly. However, once Regina had regained her basic motor functions, she lunged forward and grabbed a hank of golden curls. Emma bowed immediately. "Ow, ow, ow, ow!" She shouted in alarm. "Goddamn it, Regina!"

"Shut up, Miss Swan. I told you to get into my bed. You did not listen: I had to do something to get your attention." She pulled on the hair and Emma's hands went to her wrists as the brunette drug her up the stairs.

"I'm not a cavewoman that you can drag to your den by her hair!"

"Obviously not, or I would have clubbed you on the head first. Not that I didn't think about it..." The mayor added as an afterthought as she led her into her bedroom and shoved her roughly toward the mattress.

Emma landed with an unceremonious thump on her stomach. She immediately rolled over and sat up to watch the brunette stalk closer. The blonde had to admit; there was a trickle of fear up her back. She had enjoyed shoving the woman against her own door and fucking her breathless; but she knew she was about to pay dearly for that transgression.

"Tell me, Emma," she ground out the name between clenched teeth, "did you expect to walk out my front door after assaulting me like that?"

"Well, I didn't really plan it out..." The blonde mumbled as the brunette stalked closer. "But yeah, I guess I did."

"Do I need to tell you how sorely mistaken you are?"

"I told you, Madam Mayor; I'm not scared of you."

"Then it's time to rectify that." Regina jumped into her lap and took another fistful of her golden hair.

Emma hissed as the brunette bent her head back. The sheriff was forced to lean back on her hands in the sheets to support both of their weights as Regina pressed her chest to the blonde's. "Not the hair."

"Yes, the hair." Regina murmured and gentled her hands to stroke down the long curls with barely restrained motions. "I've wanted to get my hands in your hair for a very long time." She wrapped it around one hand and curled her fingers around the silky strands in her palm. "Long hair is so very useful." She tugged gently. "Should you not follow my instructions very carefully, my dear, I will rip every last, golden curl from your pretty little head." She yanked it gently and Emma gulped. "Understand?"

"Yes."

"Yes what?"

"Fuck yourself, Regina-" the brunette yanked viciously. "Ow!"

"Yes what?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Mmm. Strip." The brunette instructed and Emma obeyed as Regina's dark eyes surveyed her appraisingly. She removed her own blouse, skirt, and bra before crawling atop the blonde. Emma looked up at her wonderously as she spun her hand in her hair once more. "Magnificent." Regina murmured; plucking at the stiff peaks of Emma's hardened nipples.

The blonde arched up in response and the mayor smirked. "Stop grinning." Emma growled. "You didn't look so dignified yourself when you were vigorously humping-"

Regina jerked her hair and Emma hissed in pain. "You are obviously a slow learner."

"Obviously." The blonde grumbled.

"Apologize."

"Excuse me?"

"Apologize or I give you nothing and I know that you want this oh, so bad." Regina's fingers found her nipple again as she trailed her eyes down to her heated center.

"I apologize for being inappropriate." The blonde grumbled reluctantly though the act of verbally submitting to the vicious mayor had more heat seeping lower into her abdomen.

"Good girl." Regina petted down her body affectionately. "You will learn."

"But I'm a slow learner, remember? Perhaps these lessons will have to be repeated?" She batted her lashes up at the brunette astride her.

"Perhaps, if you behave."

"And if I don't?"

"You will be disciplined." Regina lowered her lips to suck and nibble the turgid peak. Emma arched off the bed as teeth found her nipple. It was deliciously painful and she writhed under the brunette as her hand stroked lower. The blonde opened for her readily and Regina slipped her hips between her legs; her lower abs meeting flush with the slick heat of Emma's sex.

"How? How will you discipline me?" The blonde questioned as Regina's mouth nipped and sucked a path down her body until she came to the point of her hip bone.

"Perhaps I will beat you." She said and gave the juncture of thigh and hip a swipe with her tongue. Emma bucked at the tickling sensation and Regina gave her flank a light slap.

"With your hand?"

"Or my belt. Would you like that?"

Emma flinched again when the hard tongue met her sensitive flesh. She was spanked again and moaned as Regina smirked. "Yes, I would." She could hardly believe the words coming from her mouth or the delicious sensations wracking her body.

"Perhaps I will withhold your orgasm."

"No."

"Yes." Another fierce slap landed on the side of her thigh, causing the flesh to ripple and Emma to cry out. "Or I could withhold my own body from you."

"You wouldn't."

"Wouldn't I?" Regina smirked and, without preamble, sank her mouth to Emma's heat.

The blonde cried out in surprise and need when she pulled her clit directly into her mouth and sucked it fiercely. The sensation was almost painful; almost too intense. Emma thought she would die. She found her hands threading through Regina's own thick, dark hair as she bucked desperately into her mouth. "Lie still!" the brunette slapped her on the thigh and the blonde slowed but panted. "It won't be that easy, Miss Swan. You will have to work for it."

"Anything." Emma whimpered and clenched her eyes as her hands massaged the scalp of the woman between her legs. "What would you have me do?"

"You will beg."

"No." She whispered. Regina flicked her clit roughly with her tongue and the blonde bucked up instinctually until the brunette slapped her back down.

"Yes, you will." She asserted and stuck one finger inside her.

"Oh, god, more." Emma lifted her hips to be struck down yet again. Regina smirked and inserted another finger.

"You shall have more, but how do we ask?"

"May I have more?"

Regina pulled out then forced three fingers inside her lover suddenly. Emma jerked up and gasped at the sensation of being filled by the brunette. "Yes, you may."

"Oh, Regina…" Emma sighed as the woman between her legs set a quick, hard pace with her fingers and mouth. "Yes, oh yes." She moaned and moved her hips with the rhythm of her lover.

"How do we ask?"

Emma bit down on her lip as she could feel the peak nearing. Regina sensed it and pulled out. "No!" The blonde shouted. "Don't stop!"

"Beg me." The brunette instructed, lowering her mouth back down and circling the throbbing entrance with her tongue. "Beg me or you will not get another goddamn inch, so help me Emma."

"Oh please, Regina, please just touch me. Fuck me, please."

"Of course, you only but ask."

Suddenly, she was filled again with the brunette's fingers and tortured by her merciless tongue. Frantic hands in her hair tugged her face down as Emma pumped her hips and arched her back wantonly; taking all that her lover gave and holding back nothing. "Oh yes." She whimpered as the first wave threatened to crest over her.

"Come for me." Regina commanded. Emma did.

She clamped down around the brunette's wriggling fingers and cried out. Regina looked up into her eyes as Emma's gaze locked with hers in a look of wonder and relief. She continued to pump in and out of the wet folds until the blonde collapsed backward into the sheets of the mayor's bed. Completely spent and completely satisfied.

"Mmm…" she purred as she stretched and rolled over onto her stomach. Regina watched her reveling in the aftermath of her orgasm for a few more seconds as she wiped the residue of Emma's arousal off of her still, slightly bruised lip.

"Now, Sheriff, kindly wiggle back into your impossibly tight jeans and exit my house by using the back door."

The blonde rolled over and sat up. She grinned at her then shrugged. "Sure." She collected her clothing and headed for the bedroom door before turning back around. "I will admit that was fantastic sex; but if that was the worst you can do, well…" The blonde shrugged again and disappeared through the doorframe. Regina heard her back door click shut and she flopped back on her mattress. The blonde's words brought an inexplicable smile to her face. Oh how she would enjoy the opportunity to show the blonde exactly what it was that she was capable of.