A/N: Hello lovely people! I wrote the second part of the sequel. Before I start of with my monologue about this part, I want to thank all of those followers (We reached 100!), those favoriting and those reviews! Please keep wirting them and especially now: I give you guys the choice: should I write one last part to this story (about what happened in those ten years and stuff) or do I have to let this part be the ending? Please, let me know! Now, enjoy this part please!

When I was about to get up, excuse myself and leave this place behind, leave this beautiful woman behind, she stood up too. She grabbed my hand and once again, I felt this connection with the brunette, I felt something I never felt again. I wanted to pull my hand away because of the warmth that was spreading through my body from the moment she started touching me. On the other hand, I didn't want her to ever let me go: it felt so pleasant, so warm and so … familiar. My body seemed to remember being touch this way, in a nice way, yet I knew this wasn't possible. I've never seen this woman before in my life.

"Maybe I should go, I brought your son home, I don't want to interrupt you any further, with whatever you were doing", I tried saying very quietly, knowing I absolutely didn't want to leave.

She looked very disappointed, but kept her grip on my hand and no, didn't want her to release it either: "Maybe you can stay the night? I mean, there is a storm coming and I don't want you to be in a dangerous situation…", her voice betrayed her, she almost begged for me to stay and I just couldn't help but feel flattered and take this opportunity.

"Sure, if you don't mind", I said, I had taken a step closer to her, I just couldn't help but feel attracted to her, but when I saw her leaning in, I turned my head and let go of her hand. It's a bit too soon to do this, I barely know her?!

"MOOOOOOM, Is it alright if I go to the sleepover at Spencer's? Please?" the brown haired boy came down the stairs running. Looking at Regina with those big eyes he used on me too.

She shrugged: "Yes, I guess so, but if you run away again, you know there will be consequences, you do, little prince?"

She was so sweet with the boy, like she was everything she had, and in one or another way, he as: he was everything she had ever had.

The boy looked up at his mom and looked at me and back at his mom: "No need to run away mom, I promise", he said in a clear voice, then moved closer to Regina and whispered something in her ear, yet I was too far away and he spoke to quietly for me to understand. She smiled and nodded, pronouncing 'Thank you' with those beautiful lips of her.

"Great! I'll be going then! Spencer's mom is already here!" he said, taking his stuff and leaving the house after yelling: "Love you, see you later, Mom!"

After she had looked out of the window, she sat down next to me again after she had found another bottle of liquor. She poured herself and me another glass and we started talking again. After a third bottle, we cuddled close to each other, her hands starting to roam over my body, mine over hers. It was a good thing the boy wasn't around right now, because I don't think he would have liked to see this. The alcohol in our systems had taken over and our hands were roaming over each others bodies, feeling through clothes, muffled sounds like moans, groans and gasps filled the air in the room. My lips found her neck, my hands found the edge of her shirt and pulled it up so she would get the fact I thought she was overdressed, she lifted her arms so I could pull the shirt over her head and I actually tried not to drool because of the sight in front of me. As I thought, her body was gorgeous. I began to kiss my way down to her breasts who were still hidden in her bra and not much later, I reached behind her to unclasp it. She groaned when I did so and when my lips fought one of her nipples, she threw her head back. Her hands worked my shirt up so I would be equally undressed, my bra followed not much later and her hands began to massage my breasts. I couldn't help but groan by her movements, they turned me on, every touch made me feel warmer and sent a shot of arousal right to my core. I loved it.

"Fuck, Emma, please, give me what I need", she asked, while she already was searching for friction by rolling her hips against the couch.

"Yes, your Majesty", I said jokily, not seeing she glanced at me with this oh so familiar smirk on her face, thinking about ten years ago.

I did as she asked me to, I placed kisses on her toned belly, while I hooked my fingers under her pants and panties, pulling them down in one go, too excited to slow down. In no time, my tongue found her wet slit and I licked through it, receiving a startled gasp in the procedure.

"Wait, Emma, I want to do something back.. Please, turn around so I can give you just as much pleasure", She said.

I looked up at her, my eyebrows shot up: "You know you don't have to, right?"

"I want to."

"Okay", and I turned around, My pants and panties had found the ground in a record time and I just hoovered over the brunette, feeling her hot breath on my sex while I licked hers. My body desperately wanted to buck my hips into her mouth, but I tried to control it. Once I focussed me on my job, I found out rather quickly she was repeating my movements, trying to please me as much a I pleased her. I buried my tongue in her entrance and at that moment, she did something I wasn't expecting: she caressed my clit more than before, pushed two fingers inside without any warning and it practically made me come on the moment itself. I tried to control myself, not bucking my hips into her mouth, but I just couldn't still my movements. My task was long forgotten and I was chasing my release.

"God yes, Regina, just like that!" and with those words, I came into her mouth. She rode through my waves of pleasure that just kept coming. After I came down from my high, I remembered my task which I continued. It seemed that seeing and feeling me orgasms, had made her wetter than she already was, so the task wasn't that difficult. I fucked her with her tongue, my fingers worked on her clit: circling, pushing, pinching until she just couldn't control her movements and also came.

When she came down from her high, I turned around myself again, cuddling with her and I pressed a kiss on her forehead. She looked at me, her eyes big and wide, pushed me down on the couch so she was above me. I tucked some hair behind her ear and she just smiled at me so lovely, I couldn't help but smile. The sex we just had, hd replaced the alcohol in our bodies with adrenaline, so I knew what I was doing, what had going on the last hour. At that moment, she moved her lips to mine, until they were brushing against each other. I pulled her closer and our lips worked on themselves, our tongues tangled and from that moment, I felt a shockwave going through the air. Memories that had been forgotten, found themselves a way into my head. I opened my eyes when our lips separated and looked at her in disbelieve.

"I waited so long for this moment", she said into my ear.

I looked into her eyes: "I believe I did too, yet I didn't know until now."

And the only thing she could do was smile widely, because she knew I remembered, she knew nothing had changed my unconditional love for her.

And for the first time in the life here on planet earth, I felt like I was wanted, I felt like I found my place where I belonged and I knew I wouldn't have to be alone anymore. Everybody says true love never dies, well, I guess this is the prove that it indeed doesn't.