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Chapter 5

"Is Mommy coming back today?"

Emma pulled Ian against her chest, pressing her lips onto his forehead, tears pricking the back of her eyes as she whispered. "No, honey. We told you she won't come back."

"But everyone has a mommy. Why is my mommy not here? It's my birthday."

"She would be here if she could, Ian. She would."

Rocking back and forth with Ian on her lap, her eyes sought David's and her heart ached as she saw him break, tears spilling out of his eyes as he turned around and hurried to the bathroom.

"Hey, Ian." Graham stepped into the room, crouching down in front of Emma. "How about we are checking out that new playground just around the corner?"

"Yeah." Ian cried, throwing himself into Graham's arms and he straightened, placing him on his hip.

"Then let's find Uncle August."

"Thank you, Graham." Emma said quietly.

"Like I said." Graham told her as quietly. "We are here for you two."

Emma waited until they had left the apartment, Ian already chatting excitedly again before she walked towards the bathroom.

"David?" She knocked at the door, hoping for an answer but none came. "Can I come in?"

A few seconds later she heard the click of the lock and she opened the door carefully to slip into the room, going straight to her brother and pulling him into her arms. He hugged her tightly against his chest, his fingers digging into her skin as he buried his face against her neck and she could feel his tears soaking through her shirt, making her heart break for him.

She held him in her arms, never letting go of him until he drew in a deep breath and pushed away, wiping the tears away from his cheeks.

"Will it ever get easier, Ems?" He asked, his voice hoarse from crying.

"I don't know, David." Emma replied softly, gripping his hand and squeezing it gently. "I hope so."

"I miss her so much."

"I know."

-/-

The week had just been too much. She needed to forget. She just needed to forget reality for a few minutes. Leaning her head against the wall, she tried to tell herself that this was a bad idea, that she should turn around and leave.

But God, she was dreaming about him. Dreaming about him pushing into her, dreaming about him fucking her until she screamed for mercy, dreaming about sucking his cock but this time not stopping before he came, gulping his cum down greedily.

She just wanted to forget.

The door opened beside her and he stepped out, throwing some goodbyes over his shoulder before he turned around and spotted her, his mouth dropping open in surprise but a moment later a grin split up his face and he sauntered towards her.

"Look at that. What do we have here?"

She just grabbed the lapels of his jacket and yanked him forward, crushing her lips on his. She didn't want to talk. She didn't have time for throwing innuendos back and forth and flirting. She needed him in her. Now.

"Fuck me!"

He stiffened, leaning back to look down at her and she groaned as his already hard arousal pressed against her stomach.

"My apartment is right around the corner. My roommates aren't home."

She huffed out a breath, staring into his blue eyes, trying to decide if he was serious. She hadn't imagined it to be that easy.

"Come on."

-/-

They didn't speak a word as they walked to his apartment and a few minutes later the door closed behind them but before Emma could look around she was slammed against the door, her arms were being lifted up and his fingers tightened around her wrists as he leaned forward, his lips almost touching her.

"You are not getting me that easy." She shivered, pushing her hips forward to press at least her lower body against him but he just tsked and stepped back. "No, love. You are gonna beg for it."

She gritted her teeth, balling her hands into fists against the door. Of course he would make her pay. She should have expected that. After all, she had left him hanging the last time.

"Hmm, let's see." He wrapped one hand about both her wrists, holding her in place, letting the fingers of his other hand trail over the leather of her jacket, lower and lower, his fingers slipping under the hem and she trembled, her nipples hardening in an instant as his hand came closer and closer, a soft brush and then he was gone.

"You want me to touch you?" He leaned forward again, keeping his mouth inches away from her skin and then his tongue darted out and flicked over her skin before he stepped back again. "Tell me love ... do you want me to touch you?"

"Yes."

"Where?"

"Everywhere. I don't care. Just touch me."

He let go of her wrists suddenly and pointed towards a door at the other side of the room. "Get in there."

She almost ran into the room, her whole body burning with anticipation and lust. But when they were finally inside he didn't come to her, just leaned back against the door and grinned, one of those cocky smirks that she should probably smack off his face.

"Take your clothes off and climb onto the bed, love. On your knees, preferably."

Her heart slammed into her throat, her stomach clenched and it shouldn't be that arousing. She should probably laugh at him and leave the room and the apartment but she wanted him, needed him and his commanding voice just turned her on even more.

A few minutes later she was kneeling on the bed, completely naked, waiting for him to join her and he strolled towards the bed, shedding his clothes excruciatingly slowly and she licked over her bottom lip, drawing it between her teeth as he pulled his boxer briefs down, her core throbbing as she stared at his prominent erection.

He climbed up behind her and she tilted her head, watching him, her arms started to tremble as she saw his heated gaze trailing over her body, his hands reaching out, his fingers skimming down her back and ass, up and down, and she shivered, biting her tongue to keep herself from moaning as one hand slipped between her legs.

"God, so wet for me."

He rubbed over her clit with barely any pressure and she jerked her hips down, needed him to move his fingers faster but he didn't budge, only playing with her and then his thumb slipped into her, while his other fingers still drew lazy circles over the bundle of nerves and she gasped, her arms almost giving out under her because his thumb wasn't enough. She needed more.

"God dammit, Killian. Just get in me already."

"Are you begging?"

He shifted behind her and she could feel him hot and hard against her thigh and she let out a frustrated groan, looking back over her shoulder, not even caring anymore how pathetic she might sound. "Yes, I'm begging. I need you, Jones. Just fuck me."

His eyes turned even darker and he finally reached for the condom on the night stand, ripping it open and slipping it slowly over his length. Her whole body trembled as she waited for him to position himself and finally push into her but she could only feel his fingers, skimming over her ass, kneading it softly.

"Tell me your name." His fingers slipped lower, the tips sliding into her and she bit her tongue, wanted to scream as he pulled his fingers back again because if he wouldn't get her off in the next minute she would die of sexual frustration. "Tell me your name."

"Emma." She shouted into the room, scrambling backwards so that his cock slipped between her legs. "My name is Emma."

"Good girl." He drawled, his hand reaching between their bodies and a second later he slipped into her, his thick head stretching her, his fingers tightening around her waist and then he slammed into her, burying himself until the hilt in her.

It was the most amazing and exhausting sex she'd ever had and two hours later she was only an inch away from calling defeat because she couldn't take it any longer. Everything was sore, her muscles aching and she had lost count of how often he had made her come about an hour ago. The moment he had stopped teasing her he had gone all in. Fucking her relentlessly. With his cock, his tongue, his fingers.

His mouth and hands were all over her body, pushing her into an almost delirious state and she needed it to stop but at the same time she never wanted it to end and his hands tightened around her upper arms, pulling her against his chest, his hips rocking against her and she arched her back, her hands sliding around his waist as she searched for something to hold on to and then he slipped out of her and swirled her around, pushing her down on the mattress, pulling her legs over his thighs as he kneeled in front of her and with a swift move he was back inside of her, his thumb finding her clit.

"Come on, Emma. One more time." His movements became erratic, sweat was running down his face and body, their slick flesh clashed together over and over again and his thumb rubbed even harder over her clit, her whole body throbbing with need as he pushed her closer and closer. "One more time."

And she came. Again. Grabbing his cock in a tight grip as the orgasm hit her, her walls fluttering around him and he fell forward, jerking his hips one more time into her before he stiffened above her, finally finding release himself with a low growl.

Her heart was hammering against her ribcage, her legs slipping down his thighs, her lungs heaving in air as she tried to come down from her high. His sweat soaked body was pressing her into the mattress, his wet hair was tickling her chin, his scruff burning her skin and the air around them smelled like sweat and sex and she should feel disgusted about this situation, should feel disgusted by herself that she had just let a complete stranger fuck her brains out but as her fingers tangled in the hair at the nape of his neck, her fingers trailing over the taut muscles in his ass she could only wonder how in hell she should ever find another man who could satisfy her like that.