It only took a few hours for Regina to call back.
"Hey," she said. "Listen. I'm sorry. You were mean, but I shouldn't have freaked out. It was really childish."
At first, Emma was quiet, surprised to hear the other woman apologizing, but eventually, she responded.
"It's fine. I'm just happy to hear from you. Will you come get me tonight? I think we should... you know..."
"Um. No. I don't..."
"Be alone?"
"Oh. Oh! Um..."
"What?"
"I just..."
Regina was blushing.
"What?"
The doctor had to decide. Should she be open with her lover and tell her the truth? Or should she keep it quiet and save herself the embarrassment? She was scared, but it didn't take her long to make her choice.
"The way you held Belle last night made me really jealous. It made me want to... I don't know. Mark my territory."
"What?" Emma laughed into the phone, a smile playing at her lips.
"I want to fuck you, Emma, and remind myself you're mine."
"Good," Emma said after a while. "Alone time it is. I'll see you when you get out of work. I'll be ready to go at seven."
Even after Emma hung up, she couldn't stop smiling, and Regina couldn't stop blushing.
"Say it."
"Fuck."
"Say it!" Regina yelled as she fucked her lover.
"I'm yours!" Emma moaned. "I'm yours."
Only then did Regina let her finish, leaving the girl gasping for air.
"That's right," the doctor cooed. "You're mine."
Emma covered her red cheeks and groaned.
"That was so embarrassing."
"Don't be embarrassed, baby," Regina said with a grin. "That's what it's supposed to feel like."
Still gasping for breath, Emma reached up and threaded her fingers through her lover's soft brown hair, looking lovingly into her eyes. Small beads of sweat formed on the woman's brow.
"A little worked up, are we?" Emma teased, wiping some of the sweat away.
Regina scowled and pulled away, huffing, "No," and looking anywhere but at Emma.
"It's okay baby. That's what it's supposed to feel like."
"Shut up!" Regina laughed, giving Emma a playful shove back down against the pillows.
After a pause, Emma told her, "I love when you make love to me."
This earned a smile from Regina as she leaned in and kissed her lover's forehead.
"I love making love to you."
The doctor rolled onto her side, leaned into Emma, and looked into the girl's eyes.
"Regina," Emma said softly. "I love you."
"I love you too, baby girl," the brunette said with a smile, kissing her cheek. "You know that, don't you?"
"You must love me. Why else would you put up with me?"
"The amazing sex," Regina giggled, stroking Emma's hair.
"Oh, shut up," Emma laughed, shaking her head. "I doubt I'm impressive in bed." She hesitated, then continued, saying, "I'm sorry."
At first, Regina looked confused, but she quickly picked up on what Emma was trying to say.
"Emma," the girl's former therapist cooed, "you're the best I've ever had."
Emma cringed. The last thing she wanted was a mental image of Regina in bed with a former lover.
"What is it?" Regina asked, looking concerned as she registered the expression on Emma's face.
"I can't stand to think about you fucking anyone else."
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean..."
"It's fine," Emma snapped, looking away. "It just hurts. I don't want to imagine your other relationships."
"Former relationships. They're over."
"I guess."
"What the hell do you mean, you guess?"
"I just meant... They're over, but you're always going to remember them. They'll always be a part of you. It's scary to compete with other people when you're so experienced and I'm so... not."
"Emma," Regina sighed, "you don't need to be 'experienced' to be good in bed, and it's not a competition. You know exactly what to do, where to touch, how to stroke, where to lick..."
Blushing, Emma looked away again, but Regina caught her chin and turned her head back.
Eventually, Emma said, "I feel like you're just saying that."
"I would never lie to you. It feels so good when you touch me."
After a pause, Emma rolled on top of her lover and pinned the woman's wrists to the bed.
"Do you want me to touch you now?" the girl whispered, her head lowered and her breath warm on Regina's neck.
"Yes," Regina breathed, biting her lower lip and looking up at her lover.
Emma's wavy locks fell into her eyes, so she released the Regina's wrists and tucked her hair behind her ears, then leaned back in to kiss Regina's neck as she resumed the position. Her tongue stroked from the base up to the woman's jawbone, pulling a moan from between the doctor's lips.
"Emma," the woman whimpered, attempting to lean up and kiss her lover, but the blonde kept her pinned down.
"Yeah, baby?" Emma purred.
"Touch me."
So Emma complied, determined to give her best performance. And the previous sessions of practice helped. Though her confidence was low, it was better than when they'd first started making love, and it was easier for her to take control than it had been initially. A crashing wave of satisfaction spread through her as she made her lover come, and it was clear by the expression on the woman's face that Regina was feeling her own wave of satisfaction as well.
"Was that okay?" Emma asked, just to confirm.
"That was perfect," Regina sighed, shutting her eyes with a smile. "Come here."
So Emma laid herself down on top of her lover and rested her head on the woman's shoulder, feeling her chest rise and fall with every slow, heavy breath.
Once again, Emma said, "I love you," and fell asleep just before Regina could reply.