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Chapter 6

She stretched lazily, groaning softly as the movement made her aware that her whole body was aching and a smile tilted up the corner of her mouth as she remembered what had caused the soreness of her body.

Slipping out of the bed, she reached for one of his shirts and pulled it over her head, pushing her legs into her pants. She had heard him leaving the room a few minutes earlier and she was hoping he was busy making coffee, a grin spreading out over her face as the smell of coffee wafted over to her the moment she opened the door.

"Good morning." He greeted her cheerily as she entered the kitchen, her mouth almost dropping open as she saw him standing against the counter, only dressed in low-hanging sweat pants.

"Morning." She replied, taking the cup of coffee out of his hand.

"You want an Irish Coffee?" He asked, raising the bottle of whiskey.

"No way." Emma scrunched her nose and pulled the mug towards her. "I'm not having alcohol in my coffee. At least not that early in the morning."

"Oh, great. Coffee."

Emma swirled around, groaning inwardly as another male, only clad in shorts, entered the kitchen. She remembered him though. He had stripped with Killian the first time she had been in the club. He was the one Regina had shown interest in.

"Did I hear coffee?" A female voice sounded form the corridor, a voice she recognized immediately.

"Regina?" She hissed as her friend stepped into the room. "What are you doing here?"

"I guess the same you are doing here." Regina replied nonchalantly, taking the cup of coffee out of Robin's hand and letting her nails rake over his naked chest before she turned around to Emma again. "Well, you were doing another guy of course but ..."

"I think I take an Irish Coffee after all." Emma huffed, stretching her mug towards Killian and he chuckled, opening the bottle and pouring some of it into her mug.

Emma had just took a huge gulp of her coffee as another voice joined their conversation and she almost sputtered the coffee all over the counter.

"Hello, you two. How are you doing this fine morning?"

"Oh my God!" Emma's mouth fell open and she stared at Ruby, leaning against the doorframe. "Tell me this is a joke. Tell me this is a dream."

"No dream, honey. It's me. In the flesh." Ruby answered, strolling into the room and pouring herself a cup of coffee. "Looks like we hooked up with our guys simultaneously."

"I feel as if I'm living a bad movie." Emma grumbled into her mug, jumping off her chair.

"Come on, Ems. Let's do the walk of shame together."

"I'm not going with you. I'm off work today. Remember?" Both women groaned, Ruby even flipping her off and Emma's grin broadened as she swaggered out of the door, throwing over her shoulder. "And by the way, I have nothing to be ashamed of."

-/-

She heard the door open behind her, clicking shut a moment later and she didn't look back, waiting for him to approach her. He didn't say anything, just stepping behind her and pulling her flush against his body, his mouth only inches away from her ear as he breathed.

"Nothing to be ashamed of?"

She turned around in his arms, leaning back to look up into his face. "I'm not ashamed that I gave in to the passion and fucked with you the whole night."

"And you shouldn't." He replied, his mouth catching hers to give her a lazy kiss and she felt her knees going weak as his fingers threaded through her hair, tilting her head so that he could deepen the kiss.

"So ..." He rasped, his lips brushing over her cheek. "Since you are off work today … how about another round?"

"I'm not sure my body can take another round." Emma whispered, letting out a soft moan as he pressed his thumb against her jaw, pushing her head to the side to have better access to her neck, licking and sucking his way down her throat.

"You sure?" He mumbled, his other hand slipping under his shirt and pushing it up, his fingers skimming the underside of her breast and she groaned, letting her hands fall to his ass and gripping it tightly as she hauled him into her body.

"No." She replied, grinding her hips forward, feeling him hardening against her. "There is only one thing I know."

"And that would be?" He inquired, leaning back, his blue eyes burning with hardly restrained lust, making her stomach flip.

"I don't care if my body can take it. I need you."

-/-

It had hurt. A little. But only at first as he had stretched her and her body had refused to give way, too exhausted and sore from the nightly activities but he had taken his time, drawing lazy circles over her sensitive nub, suckling and licking her nipple, his fingers playing over her whole body until her walls had relaxed, his shallow thrusts making her quiver around him, her arousal starting to coat him and making it easier for him to move in and out of her.

He had brought her to orgasm again and when she left him an hour later her body was still humming, a stupid grin splitting up her face. She would definitely come back for more. He was too good to only be a one-night stand and she would enjoy it as long as it lasted.