Regina's hands moved to the blue leather jacket and began to peel it off the muscular arms. Emma lets her as she kicked off her boots. Regina then threw the jacket as she lifted her right leg then her left onto the bed, straddling the blonde. Emma instinctively placed her hands in the bare thighs, slowly gliding them back and forth on the soft skin.
"Is this okay?" Regina checked.
"Absolutely," Emma responded quickly.
"If there's anything you don't want to do, just say so and we'll stop. Don't feel as though you have to keep going if you're uncomfortable, okay?" Regina didn't want to push her new lover.
"I give you full consent to do anything you want to me, but okay," Emma smiled.
"Don't tell me that, Miss Swan."
"Oh? Why not?"
"You have no idea what I'm capable of."
"I think I'd like to find out."
And with that, Regina slammed her lips on Emma's making her fall back, bringing the mayor with her. Regina held herself up by her elbows with her hands nestled in the blonde curls as Emma's hands found their way up the toned thighs and on Regina's ass grabbing as much as she could, pushing Regina closer to her. Their lips were gliding against each others, moans slipping out from the both of them. After a few minutes, Regina sat up wiping her mouth with her thumb glaring at the blonde when Emma leaned on her elbows.
"What's wrong?" Emma asked.
"Your shirt," Regina began to push the black shirt up, "It's in the way."
"Right," Emma agreed and immediately sat up and flung off the shirt, then leaned back on her elbows again. "Better?"
Regina couldn't help but stare at the abs below her, letting her eyes wander to the arms holding Emma up, the muscles tightening. Regina was imagining everything that could happen with those arms and the hands attached to them causing the mayor to almost slip off her makeshift seat. Finally catching the light blue satin bra, wondering what could be underneath. "Much," she finally replied.
Emma chuckled as she reached up, grabbing the grey shirt to bring Regina back down to resume where they left off, kissing, moaning, and a little biting. Regina dug her nails into the tense muscles of Emma's stomach, recognizing the strength the pale arms held as they were pulling Regina in closer. One of Emma's hands slowly felt their way down Regina's stomach down to the front of the purple silk, tucking her fingers under the waistband.
Regina stopped her, "wait your turn," she whispered in that damn raspy voice. Emma huffed but followed orders. Regina readjusted herself, allowing one knee to sit between Emma's legs pushing against Emma's center, leading to a moan to come from the blonde. Regina could feel how hot Emma was, maybe even a slight wetness.
Emma's hands were clawing under Regina's shirt begging for more. She dared and lifted her hands to the mayors breasts, gently brushing over the hard nipples, hearing a slight groan. Regina could feel the woman getting hotter against her thigh. Bringing the brunette back down, Emma clashed their lips together once again. Emma's hands slid down the figure above her, back down to Regina's thighs, pulling them closer. Her hips were slightly grinding on the thigh between them. This made Regina weak, feeling her move against her.
Regina sat up once more as Emma whimpered a the sudden stop of motion. Regina placed her hand delicately on the button of Emma's jeans, "can I take these off?"
Emma nodded weakly, watching Regina effortlessly unbutton and unzip. Emma's lifted her hips for easier access as Regina got off the bed and slid off the jeans, throwing them off to the side. The brown eyes spotted the wetness covering the center of Emma's matching blue boyshorts. "Em-ma..." Regina cooed.
Emma rolled her eyes, "Regina, please," she begged.
"I don't know," Regina stood in awe at the woman in front of her, "I like hearing you beg."
"Seriously?"
"I could just walk away and-"
"No!" Emma sighed, wanting the brunette so badly to come back, "Regina, please come here."
"Hm?" Regina played.
"I need you."
"You need me?" Regina's hands slid up Emma's thighs towards her center, "You need me for what?" Her fingers toying with the hem of the boyshorts, Emma squirming underneath her.
Green eyes caught the lustful brown gaze, Regina's nails digging into the pale thighs causing Emma to arch her back.
"Tell me what you want, dear."
Emma groaned at the torture, deciding to finally admit, "I need you... to fuck me."
"Good girl."
Regina climbed back on top of he blonde into the same position, hands by Emma's chest and her knee in between the toned thighs. She began to slowly apply pressure to the hot, wet, fabric. Emma moaned loudly, arching her back once more grabbing at Regina's waist forcing her closer.
"Sshh now dear. We don't want to disturb him." Regina whispered covering Emma's mouth with her hand.
Emma nodded, her face flushed. Regina let go and ran her hand down the body beneath her, feeling the goosebumps under her fingertips. She reached Emma's thigh, wrapping her hand around to lift it up to a bent position allowing Regina more access to the blonde's core. Emma grabbed Regina's face bringing her down to kiss her. Emma's hips began to rock back and forth against the leg between them. Regina let that go on for a minute before she remembered that she was supposed to be in charge. She removed her leg from its spot, feeling a blast of cold air on the wetness that was left. Emma whined, grabbing at anything she could reach trying to bring her back.
"Regina, plEAse," the blonde began to sweat and was a little out of breath.
"That seems too easy," Regina stood watching the woman's chest rise and fall with every breath. Emma finally caught her eye, "Sit up," the mayor commanded.
Emma did as she was told. The brunette walked to the side of the bed, then sitting herself on her knees behind her. Regina gracefully took off her shirt and threw it on the floor.
"Don't turn around," Regina ordered as Emma threw her head back in frustration. Regina hands landed on the blue bra clasp, "Can I take this off?"
"Mmhmm," was all Emma was able to get out.
With one hand, Regina undid the clasp and the other pushed the strap down letting it fall off the strong shoulders. Emma grabbed it a threw it with the other clothes. Regina's drug her nails down the muscular back causing a shiver from the blonde. Nails dragging back up to the shoulders then pulling them back so that Emma was resting against Regina's now bare torso.
Regina moved blonde hair away from Emma's neck letting her head fall back on her shoulder. Regina began to kiss the exposed neck as one hand held the blonde mess as the other slid down the front of Emma's body, guiding itself towards the now soaking boyshorts. Gentle fingers stroking the wet fabric up and down as Emma's hips began to move in sync begging for more. Emma turned her head to try to kiss the mayor, but Regina refused. She only let their lips be as close as possible, never touching. As gentle fingers applied more pressure, a moan came out of Emma causing Regina to become even more aroused than she was before. Regina readjusted herself, moving her legs to either side of the blonde, bent up for Emma's stability. With this, Emma squirmed against the woman behind her, grabbing at the thighs at either side, clawing at the skin.
By now, Regina was immensely turned on. Having someone under her control, again, was so arousing to her. Regina didn't want to stop focusing on Emma, though, so she stopped her hand and moved it to the waistband going under, "is this okay?"
Emma nodded weakly. Regina seemed to have a sixth sense of stopping right on time, any longer and Emma would have burst. Regina carefully felt her way down meeting the wetness seeping from the woman. Emma whimpered into Regina's mouth reaching for a kiss, but was refused once again. Two fingers caressed the wet folds finding their way to Emma's throbbing bundle of nerves, slowly drawing circles with barely any pressure. Emma was going insane, so she moved her hand to bring Regina's mouth down for a kiss, and Regina finally giving in.
Letting go of the kiss, "What do you want, Miss Swan?" the rasp was in full force causing Emma's body to weaken even more.
Emma didn't answer, she was too focused on other things.
"Em-ma," Regina stopped everything, her hand still holding pressure though.
"Please," Emma moaned.
"Please, what?"
"Please," Emma tried to move closer to the hand almost inside of her, "fuck. me." Emma's eyes were filled with desire, but her face was frustrated.
"Yes ma'am," Regina groaned back.
The gentle fingers went back to drawing circles but now with a steady, faster pace with more pressure than before. Her other hand slid down to Emma's thigh to lift her leg up, holding it spread open giving Regina more access. Emma's hips began to grind against the hand, also holding her own leg as her other hand was grabbing and kneading at her own breast.
Emma moaned into the kisses as her hips rocked more violently. Regina smiled into the kisses, knowing the blonde was close. Emma let out a small, "fuck", that turned into whimpers with every buck of her hips.
"Come for me," Regina moaned devilishly.
This sent Emma over the edge. One more buck of her hips and Emma let out a cry of pleasure, causing Regina to kiss her to muffle the sound. Circles kept being drawn allowing the blonde to ride out her orgasm, moaning and whimpering into the mayor's mouth. The noises coming from the woman in front of her, made Regina writhe in her own wetness. Emma finally relaxed and let her head fall on the brunette's shoulder, sweat glistening on her forehead, breathing heavily. Regina watched her chest rise and fall as she gently let go of the now limp leg setting it down. Regina slipped her fingers down finding the warm substance that just spilled from the blonde. Sliding her hand out from under the blue, making sure Emma was watching. Regina took Emma by surprise when Regina slipped those same fingers in her mouth, cleaning them off.
"Mmm," Regina hummed, "you taste...delicious."
Emma fell weak again, ready for another round. Kissing Regina again, she then gathered what strength she had left to stand up and face the mayor, forgetting she was shirtless. Emma stared at the glistening skin, as Regina readjusted herself to sit on the edge of the bed, letting her legs fall open. Emma eyes fell to the purple silk that had become wet.
"Madam Mayor, you look a little...flush. Are you okay?" Emma teased.
Regina squinted at the blonde, "perfect."
Regina began to stand up when Emma stopped her, "nuh uh, my turn," and pushed Regina back down on the bed. "Now, what do you want from me?"
Regina cocked an evil smile, "On your knees."
Emma's eyes widened finally realizing she will never fully be in control, but she didn't mind one bit, she did as she was told.
Regina watched her every move, "It's now your turn, Miss Swan," Regina spread her legs as wide as possible, "so fuck me."
Emma gulped, "yes ma'am."
"Good girl."