Chapter 5:
Emma felt a little uncomfortable to walk into the bar with the city's biggest playboy arm around her shoulders. It felt like everyone's eyes were on her even though they weren't.
"Emma. Killian." Graham called to them, waving them over to the table with all the other officers. As Killian greeted her other co-workers Graham pulled Emma into a hug.
"I am glad y'all were able to come." He said, ignoring Killian's glare. Emma smiled and nodded, fixing her scarf so that all the marks were covered from prying eyes.
"What would you like to drink?" Killian asked, looking at her with lust filled eyes.
"Surprise me." She responded, winking at him so that he groaned.
"You are playing with fire, love." He whispered in her ear before walking away. Emma sat down, next to Graham, joining the conversation with her co-workers.
"Here you go, love." Killian returned, passing a glass of liquor to her as he sat down on the other side. He wrapped an arm around her shoulders and pulled her closer to his body, away from Graham. They sat and talked with her friends, everyone was a little shocked that Killian Jones was talking with them but they quickly got over it.
"Alright, everyone, time to dance." Belle announced, pulling her boyfriend Rumple Gold up from his seat. People groaned and most of them just returned to talking with a few people getting up to dance.
"Let's go, Swan." Killian whispered in her ear, pulling her up from the seat. Emma nodded and followed him out into the dance floor, one of her favorite songs was playing through the speakers.
No, I ain't tryna flex, no ceilings you can see who's in it
If we're talking about sex, girl, you know that I invented that
And I'm onto the next, that's unless you bring a friend who with it
Killian pulled Emma against him, a leg between her legs so that she grinded down on his thigh. Her arms wrapped around his neck and his hands held onto her ass, holding her close. She moved her hips to the beat, closing her eyes with pleasure as her core grinded down on his thigh. He watched her with lust, it felt like the world disappeared around them.
I'm touchin' you tonight, I'm lovin' you tonight (Wait nope)
I'm fuckin' you, girl, you must be used to spendin', putting in that time
Touchin', lovin', fuckin', can't make up my mind
I'm lovin' you. (Wait nope) I'm fuckin' you tonight
He spun her around, flushing her against his body so that her ass rubbed against his erection. His hands ran down her arms, making her skin feel like it was on fire. His hand flattened against her stomach, making it hard for her to separate from him, not that she would want to.
Girl you fuckin' with the best
Take a picture while I'm deep up in it
Oh-oh-oh, and if they living right next
Then I bet they know my name in a minute
Let me feel your body sweating, I promise I'll keep your body dripping
Emma leaned her head back, moaning softly at the feeling of his lips finding her neck that wasn't covered by the scarf. He sucked and nibbled as they moved together, not caring if people were staring or judging. She tilted her head back and captured his lips, his hands tightening on her body. He moved his hand up to her neck, supporting it so that his tongue could worm its way into her mouth. She tasted like mint and rum, the drink he had given her.
"Come with me." He growled, releasing her suddenly. Emma looked shocked and dazed, allowing him to pull her out of the crowd of people and out to his car. He opened the door and helped her into the seat, slamming it so hard that Emma jumped at the sudden movement. He climbed into the driver's seat and quickly drove off, not saying a single word to her. Emma's mind started going crazy as she tried to figure out what she did wrong, but nothing came to mind. He seemed to be enjoying himself at the bar, his clear erection that showed through his jeans proved that.
"Come." He ordered, Emma looked around as she just noticed that they had stopped in front of a giant apartment building. A young man opened the door for her as Killian handed him the keys to the SUV. Emma looked all around her as he took her hand and led her into the building. He pulled her down a hallway, opening a door at the end of the hallway.
"You live on the first floor?" Emma asked, breaking the silence that they had between them. He nodded and turned on the lights, showing Emma the apartment. It was simple, nothing anywhere in the room. It was a simple studio room, black trunks lined the walls and a giant four poster bed sat in the middle of the room.
"What is this place?" She whispered, walking around as Killian watched her. There was a small kitchen off to the side and a small bathroom next to it, not a place that Emma would peg him in buying.
"Sit." He ordered, pointing to the small table that sat in the kitchen. She obeyed, watching as he pulled out a folder from one of the mystery trunks. He sat across from her and pushed the folder over so it sat in front her.
"Emma Swan, do you remember what I told you the first night we met?" He asked, lust and seriousness filled his eyes. It made Emma uncomfortable and blush at how hard he was staring at her.
"That you aren't like normal men." She said, biting her lip. He stiffened, watching her bit her lip as his tongue ran across the bottom of his lip.
"I need you to sign something." He said, collecting himself then reached over and opened the folder. Emma looked down and saw a non-disclosure agreement sitting before her with a pen next to her.
"Before I continue, I need you to sign this."
"What is it?" Emma said, not really understand the legal terms in the paper.
"That you promise to share with anyone about what happens in this apartment. What happens in this relationship if you agree to peruse it." He said, watching her play with the pen as she thought about it. Finally she signed her name on the dotted line, passing the paper over to him. He smiled and placed it into another folder that he had lying next to him.
"Now what?" Emma asked, signing the paper that was underneath the other one. It was her own copy of the agreement.
"Now, I show you my lifestyle."