Emma groaned as she watched Regina kneel before her, her hand coming to rest on her lover's hands.
"Baby, you don't have to-"
"I want to, Emma. It's been so long since I've had you in my mouth."
Regina continued unbuttoning and unzipping Emma's jeans as she spoke, smirking as she felt her go half-hard as she deliberately brushed her knuckles against Emma's cock.
"Lift your hips."
"Really, Regina. You're already doing so much for me."
"I am not doing this for you¸ Emma. I'm doing this for me. I want to suck your cock. Now, are you going to give us what we both want or are you going to deny your pregnant girlfriend?" Regina asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Well, when you put it that way," Emma groaned, pushing down at her jeans.
Regina's eyes fell between Emma's legs, her stomach fluttering with excitement as her lover was bared to her. She quickly leaned forward and took Emma into her mouth, moaning at the sensation of her heavy cock on her tongue. She loved taking Emma in her mouth, and she did so eagerly, sucking her hard and stroking her tongue along the underside of Emma's hardness.
"Jesus, Regina," Emma panted, pausing the kicking of her legs as she attempted to remove her jeans, still around one ankle. She gave up, head falling back onto the headrest of the chair, grunting at the feel of Regina's hot mouth on her cock. She sat back and watched, breathing heavily at the unbelievably erotic sight before her.
"Delicious," Regina complimented, swirling her tongue at the tip of Emma's dick. "Look at how hard you're getting for me, Emma."
Emma groaned as she stared, her libido skyrocketing at the unbelievably arousing sight of Regina on her knees, taking her deep into her mouth again. She was already rock hard and those words were really not helping. Nor was the fact that Regina's eyes were closed, and she looked like she was actually enjoying what she was doing.
Fuck.
"Baby, if you want this to last, you're gonna need to slow down."
Regina pulled back just enough to shake her head.
"I'm enjoying myself," Regina argued, looking up at her as she licked Emma from base to tip. "I love hearing you."
"Fuck."
"Yes," Regina agreed. "Later, my love."
She held the base of Emma's cock as she leaned forward once again, wincing slightly against the ache in her knees. She intended to ignore the discomfort however, attempting once again take Emma into her mouth. Her eyebrows furrowed when she was stopped short, looking up at Emma in confusion.
"Regina, stop, baby. I saw that. Come here."
"I want to, Emma. Truly."
"Lord knows why," Emma teased, still tugging on Regina's bicep.
"Because it brings you pleasure, and knowing that I'm making you feel good arouses me."
"It doesn't make me feel good to know you're in pain. Please, baby. Come up here."
Regina sighed, wincing again as she stood up.
"This never bothered me before," she grumbled.
"You weren't carrying a baby before."
"I'm barely carrying now!" she protested. Yes, she'd gained a little weight, but truthfully, her belly was still small. Small enough that being on her knees shouldn't be bothering her, Regina thought with annoyance. "I wanted to do that longer."
Emma pulled Regina into her arms, kissing her temple. She groaned when she felt Regina's hand fall between their bodies and immediately begin stroking her.
"Regina."
"I want you, Emma."
"Okay. Okay. I do want you, too. Upstairs?"
Regina nodded enthusiastically. Emma poofed them upstairs, gently settling against the headboard. Regina wasted no time, crushing her lips to Emma's and stroking her with her hand. God, she also loved feeling Emma in her hand. She broke their kiss several seconds later, eagerly moving back down Emma's body.
"I have been thinking about this all day," Regina confessed, leaning forward and swallowing Emma once more.
"Fuck, baby," Emma moaned, hips bucking of their own volition. "Sorry, sorry."
Regina gripped her hip and pulled it toward her face, the meaning clear. She relaxed her jaw and moved forward, focusing on keeping calm as Emma slid down her throat. She grinned internally when she heard Emma groan loudly, a hand falling to her back and gently stroking her there. The way Emma handled her so softly made Regina just want to ride her hard.
Another pulse of wetness flooded her panties as Regina envisioned just that: straddling Emma's thighs as she took her in deep, hands braced on her chest, rocking up and down, back and forth, knowing how much Emma loved the position. Emma loved to watch her tits bounce as she moved, and while Regina admittedly felt a little self-conscious being on top (being so on display), she did love how much Emma loved that position. Her embarrassment usually waned fairly quickly, however, because the desire on Emma's face when she watched her bounce was just so obvious. She couldn't wait to fuck Emma later.
Pulling herself from her thoughts, Regina focused on the task at hand. She sucked Emma harder, slowly easing her way up her cock and licking her repeatedly when she reached the tip. She shifted on the mattress, her clit throbbing as she yet again took Emma deep in her mouth. Ever since she'd gotten pregnant, her body reacted more easily, more intensely, and Regina could feel the flood between her legs at just this simple act. She'd always reacted at getting to take Emma in her mouth, but nothing like this. Her pussy was pulsating, wetness spilling onto her panties, making Regina moan as her clit begged for attention. Her underwear clung to her uncomfortably, but she did her level best to ignore the feeling. This was about Emma, who always gave so selflessly. Regina wanted to make this good for her.
Regina slowly dragged her lips up her cock, focusing on her lover's pleasure, her own eyes rolling when she caught some of Emma's flavour on her tongue. She moaned and sucked greedily when she tasted the salty wetness that her girlfriend's cock leaked, reluctantly pulling away when Emma begged her to stop.
"I'm not going to last, sweetheart," she panted, relieved when Regina finally relented and removed her mouth. "God, you are so fucking good at that."
Regina smirked, crawling back up Emma's body and plunging her tongue in her mouth, swallowing Emma's moan. She shook her head when Emma attempted to move her onto her back, pulling away and looking in her eyes.
"No, darling. I'm already ready."
There was no way she was letting Emma anywhere near her pussy. Not with her mouth, in any case. Regina's underwear was soaked, and she could feel how swollen she was already. She was a sopping mess, and she was a little embarrassed at the idea of Emma being up close to it, seeing just how ready she actually was. Besides, there was no need. Emma always went down on her to get her ready, but Regina already was. There was no need for her lover to use her mouth tonight.
"What? I haven't even touched you yet. Let's get you ready, too."
"I've been fantasizing about you all evening. Believe me," Regina stated, taking Emma's hand and guiding it between her legs. She grinned when Emma gasped at the wetness she found there. "See? I told you, my love. I am aching for you."
Emma groaned, watching Regina's face as her fingers gently stroked over her cunt. She was, in fact, soaking wet, her fingers gliding easily over her swollen flesh.
"Okay, but I still won't last very long. It's not going to be very fun for you. Let me make you come a few times first."
"Emma," Regina said seriously. "I don't need to come a dozen times every time we have sex."
Emma looked at her, stunned.
"Wow."
"What?"
"Madame Mayor, I do believe this is the first time I've ever heard you say something so completely incorrect. So totally incorrect, in fact, that it is truly mind blowing. I didn't know you could utter something so incredibly wrong."
Regina snorted and rolled her eyes.
"On your back."
When Regina still hesitated, Emma softened her tone. There was something else at play here.
"What is it, sweetheart?"
"I'm… I'm very wet, Emma. You don't need to do that. I'm ready. You don't have to-"
"I want to, baby. Just like you wanted to before. I like going down on you."
Regina paused, biting her lower lip, releasing it when she thought up a compromise.
"Alright. Will you allow me to go to the bathroom for a moment then first?"
Her tone and the doubt on her face made Emma frown.
"Why?"
"Because I'm very wet," she repeated, like the problem was obvious.
It took Emma another minute to grasp the issue.
"You're embarrassed."
It had been a long time since Regina had had this problem, this embarrassment at her own arousal. It made Emma want to hit every one of her last partners. Regina had once confessed that some of her previous partners had commented on the little wet she had gotten, like she was some kind of deviant for getting turned on. She'd admitted that occasionally, when she got too wet, she became embarrassed, like it was wrong that her body responded in such a way.
She and Regina had spent a lot of time talking through this particular issue, and Emma had spent many nights reassuring her that this was supposed to happen, that she wanted it to happen, that she liked that it happened. Emma had reassured Regina repeatedly that her goal was always to get her wet, to get her soaked, but every once in a while, something would trigger old insecurities to rise again in her lover.
When Regina stayed quiet, Emma bent forward and kissed the tip of her nose.
"I want you to feel comfortable with me, baby," she began, speaking gently and holding Regina's hand. "We'll do whatever you need to do in order to feel safe and confident. You're in control of all of this. And if you tell me we need to stop because you're not having fun anymore, we stop. And if you tell me you need to go to the bathroom for a minute because you're embarrassed at how wet you've gotten, I'll never stop you. And if you don't want me to touch your nipples because you're worried about leaking, I'll respect that. Whatever you need, I'll never say no. All I want is for you to feel comfortable and to enjoy yourself.
"But I just want you to know that under no circumstance will your body ever disgust me or turn me off or make me think 'oh gross, I wish it didn't do that'. Your body is amazing, Regina. I am in awe of it. And I am so unbelievably turned on by you, by everything about you. And that includes the wetness I just felt. Feeling you that wet makes me want to lick you more, not less. It makes me wanna taste just how slick you are. I want to slide my tongue inside of you and swallow every last bit of how horny you are for me. Knowing your body reacts like that because of me? Or for me? Or in anticipation of anything to do with me? Like, I know that sounds conceited as hell but Regina, that is such a fucking compliment you don't even know."
Emma lifted Regina's hand and kissed her knuckles, smiling gently at her.
"If you need to go to the bathroom to clean up a little because that will help you feel more comfortable and safe, then do it. I'll never stop you from doing what makes you feel safe. But if you're doing it because you're worried about me secretly being disgusted or not liking it or being anything other than enthusiastic as fuck, then please don't. Because the only reason I'm not currently spreading you wide and licking my tongue through all of that wetness is because you asked me to stop, and I'll always respect your wishes."
Regina blinked, staring at her for a second, before she leaned forward, wrapping her arms around Emma's shoulders. She held her tight, burying her face in her neck as she clung to her.
"I love you beyond all measure, Regina Mills."
Regina nodded.
"I love you too, Emma. Thank you." Thank you for reassuring me. Thank you for being patient. Thank you for being supportive.
Regina didn't say more, the knot in her throat preventing her from speaking further, but Emma heard it all. She knew, so she stroked her back, kissing her cheek and jaw. Regina allowed herself a few more minutes of cuddling before she pulled back, swiping at her cheeks.
"We can stop here, sweetheart. We can just cuddle tonight."
"No," Regina said, her confidence returning. "I simply had a moment. It seems I've been having a lot of moments this pregnancy. These hormones are wreaking havoc."
"Your moments have been bringing us closer together though," Emma observed, kissing her softly. "No denying that."
"No. No, there isn't, is there?"
"Nope."
Emma reached up and cupped Regina's cheek, stroking it softly with her thumb.
"Would you like a minute to go to the bathroom?"
Regina hesitated.
"If you truly aren't disgusted…"
"I would never, Regina. I mean it. Feeling you get that wet, seeing it, tasting it, hearing it when I'm inside of you. Fuck, baby. How could I ever get turned off?"
"It's happened-"
"In the past, I know. I'm sorry. And believe me, they were all fucking morons. I mean, if you're that trash at turning on your lovers, to the point where none of them even get wet, just admit that you suck at turning women on and do all of those women a favour and stick to masturbating."
Regina chuckled, her head dipping forward to rest on Emma's shoulder as she giggled to herself.
"What? I mean, it's true. You managed to get yourself a little wet, like you literally did all the work to get your body ready, and he acts like that wetness isn't supposed to be there? Christ, I feel bad for everyone he had sex with. No wonder you think I'm passable in bed if that's what I'm being compared to."
Regina pulled back, smiling, feeling significantly better than before in light of Emma's words.
"You're far better than passable, Emma. You're better than anyone I've ever been with."
"Well, I mean, obviously secretly I'm stoked as hell cause it's definitely a competition. I want to be the best you've ever had. But it's not that hard when that's what you've had. Of course I seem like I'm alright in bed when they sucked so spectacularly at it. If I weren't any good though, I'd wanna know so you could help me improve. I like when you give me tips and tell me how to pleasure you more."
"I know, and that's why you're the best lover I've ever had," Regina replied, leaning forward and kissing Emma softly on the lips. "You're actually interested in my pleasure."
"Very interested. Speaking of which… would you lay back now? If you still want to."
Regina nodded immediately, sliding off of Emma's lap. Her eyes strayed as she moved, landing between Emma's legs.
Oh.
"Hey," Emma said, seeing the way Regina's face fell. She reached out and tilted Regina's head back up and away from where she'd gone soft. "That has nothing to do with you. Well, I mean it does, but not in that way."
Regina frowned at her, eyes moving back downwards. Emma tugged on her chin again, waiting until their gazes met to speak.
"It's nothing you did. It happened because you were crying and you were upset. I lost my boner pretty quickly when I realised you were crying, sweetheart. I promise you I'll be interested after I hear you come. It always makes me hard when I'm between your legs, getting you off."
Regina's heart clenched. The way that Emma cared about her… It made her ache and want her all the more.
"Now. Will you please lie down? I want to make out with your pussy."
Regina chuckled, mood lifting instantly at Emma's grin. She willingly leaned back, watching as Emma's eyes glazed over in desire as she put her body on display. Seeing the want on her lover's face made her confidence grow, and Regina spread her legs, her arousal stirring deep when Emma's breath hitched at the sight of her soaked pussy.
"God, I can't wait to taste you. You taste so fucking good."
Her earlier hesitation abated as soon as Emma uttered those words. Regina really, really loved when Emma went down on her, and her stomach clenched tight in anticipation. Regina had never before had such a selfless lover, which is likely why she had never before enjoyed sex the way she enjoyed it with Emma. She craved sex with Emma, and that was something that was very new to her.
She settled on her back, fluffing her pillow with her hands, passing down an extra one that she knew Emma was going to ask for.
"Thank you."
"So polite," Regina teased.
"I always say thank you when you present me with something good to eat."
Regina tried. Truly she did, but the laugh could not be contained.
"You are an idiot, miss Swan."
Emma laughed too, pleased with herself for pulling the sound from Regina's lips.
"Yeah, but I'm your idiot."
"That you are," Regina agreed, "and I'm very lucky to- oh!"
Regina's hips bucked up, a whimper falling from her lips as Emma's tongue began lapping between her legs.
"Fuck, so sexy. You taste so good," Emma moaned, licking and sucking at Regina's swollen cunt. "Knew you would. I love tasting you."
Regina's eyes rolled in the back of her head, all earlier embarrassment completely evaporated at the feeling of Emma between her thighs, her words sending waves of arousal through her body.
Yes, Emma loved when she was horny, Regina reminded herself. Emma loved when she got wet. Emma lost her mind with arousal when Regina was soaked for her. Always for her.
"For you, my love," Regina panted, hips rocking against Emma's mouth. "You make me so wet."
Emma moaned between her legs, her dick twitching at Regina's words.
"Fuck, baby. I love knowing that. Love that you get so wet for me," she replied, taking another deep lick in her lover's cunt. "It's so fucking hot. Do you know how hard you make me?"
Regina's pussy throbbed at the words. She clenched inside, desperate for Emma to fill her.
"Emma. I want you."
Emma nodded, shifting to throw Regina's legs over her shoulder, mouth opening wide in anticipation. She tilted Regina's hips until her slick opening was in position, pressing her lips to her entrance and plunging her tongue inside.
"Emma!" Regina cried out, her right hand coming to tangle in Emma's locks, holding her tight, while her left gripped the sheets for dear life. "Oh, Gods, Emma, yes. I need you."
Emma hummed as she dove her tongue in and out of Regina's tight heat, her cock hardening more as she thought about the fact that soon she'd be fucking her into this mattress. Or maybe Regina would ride her like she said. Emma didn't care, as long as she was buried deep in her warm pussy. But for now, Emma was enjoying the taste of Regina on her tongue, lapping at her greedily, swallowing everything she had to give.
Emma slowly slid her tongue out and up, swirling it around Regina's hardened nub and sucking it hungrily. She grinned when she heard Regina's sharp cry, following the motion of her hips as her lover bucked at her desperately. Oh yes, she loved when Regina started to lose it like this.
"Emma, Emma please. Please."
Emma knew what she needed, moving her left hand until it was beneath her chin. She gently, carefully teased Regina's entrance, pulling back momentarily when Regina grunted in displeasure.
"Easy, sweetheart. I know. We're almost there, baby," Emma soothed, stroking her fingers at her entrance, sucking her as she eased first one and then two fingers inside.
"Yes, yes. Emma, oh Gods. Yes. Talk to me, Emma."
"You want me to talk to you? You want to hear my voice?"
Regina nodded, her back arching in pleasure as Emma stroked her clit, slowly sliding her slick digits in and out of her body.
"God, you feel so good, Regina. So fucking hot. So tight. You tasted so good when my tongue was inside of you. Sometimes, all I can think about is just how badly I need to taste you. It's in those moments that all I wanna do it spread your thighs apart and latch onto your clit and never let go."
Regina cried out as Emma did just that, sucking her eagerly and digging her fingers into her cunt. Regina's hands flew to her nipples, squeezing and plucking them roughly as her body began quickly climbing.
"Emma. Emma, I'm going to come."
Emma kept the steady pace and rhythm she currently held, meeting Regina's hips thrust for thrust, reading her body as it began tightening beneath her. She focused on not changing a god damn thing, listening to Regina's moans as they suddenly turned desperate.
"Oh, fuck!" Regina screamed, back arching off of the bed as pleasure exploded inside of her.
Every muscle clenched tight, her body vibrating as Emma continued lashing and thrusting through her orgasm, prolonging it, drawing it out. Regina was bowed tight, back arched, beads of sweating dripping down her hairline. She dropped against the bed, whimpering loudly as Emma refused to let go, would not let up, her hips rocking against Emma's lips and tongue. She cried out as Emma brought her to a second peak, and then to a third, before then slowing only slightly as she gently suckled her clit, knowing she could bring Regina to another if she took her time.
Regina was desperate, her hips thrashing, bucking, almost wild as they tried to throw Emma off. Emma held onto her, throwing an arm across her hips and holding her in place. She continued playing Regina's body like an instrument, until Regina once against was thrown off the edge by Emma's fingers and tongue, screaming so loudly she knew she'd have been heard had they not placed a silencing spell over the room.
She finally collapsed, Emma immediately withdrawing and holding still, knowing that at this point Regina was so overstimulated by her orgasms that she needed complete silence and absolutely no movement in order to come down. Emma held still, breathing heavily but quietly, leaning her head on Regina's thigh as her lover calmed.
It took several minutes before Regina reached down, pulling Emma back up to her. As soon as she was within reach, Regina kissed her, moaning as she tasted herself on Emma's tongue. They only kissed briefly, Regina still panting softly as they pulled apart.
"Hey," Emma said softly, looking down so lovingly at her that it made Regina's heart clench.
"Hello, darling. You are wonderful, Emma. You are far too good at that."
Emma grinned.
"I'm glad you think so."
She dropped down next to Regina, propping herself up on one elbow as she traced her finger between Regina's breasts, watching as the woman's eyes fluttered closed.
"Give me a moment, darling. And then I will have you forgetting your own name."
Emma chuckled.
"Take your time. I'm happy. We don't have to do anything else."
Regina immediately opened her eyes, looking over at Emma before narrowing her gaze.
"Oh, no. I want to ride you until you come. I just need a minute."
Emma laughed again, nodding.
"Take all the time you need, baby."
Emma continued to admire her lover as she slowly came back to herself, yelping in surprise when she was suddenly flipped onto her back. Regina giggled above her, pleased.
"You're sneaky."
Regina smirked down at her.
"You love it."
"I do."
"Actually," Regina pulled back. "Sit up. I'd like you to be sitting up for this."
"Yeah?" Emma asked, doing as Regina directed.
"Yes. I want to kiss you the entire time."
Emma paused, groaning.
"You are going to be the fucking death of me."
"Yes, yes. Now sit up."
Emma laughed at her impatience.
"Yes, ma'am."
Emma shifted up, placing pillows at her back as she sat against the headboard.
"Okay?" she asked, pulling Regina closer.
"Perfect."
Regina looked down, finding exactly what she'd been looking for.
"Mmm, hello," she said, grinning.
Regina shifted until Emma's hardness was pressed between their bodies, her hand coming down to stroke her gently. She swallowed Emma's moan with her mouth, taking great pleasure in the fact that she could so easily kiss her lover like this. She stroked Emma a few times before she was stopped, pulling back in confusion.
"I'm close, Regina."
Emma laughed when Regina let out a surprised Already?
"What? I told you. Going down on you turns me the fuck on. So yeah, I'm more than ready."
"Sorry," Regina replied sheepishly. She hadn't meant to imply anything. She was just surprised, especially given that Emma had gone entirely soft earlier.
"Don't be. You're adorable and I love your reactions."
Regina smiled at her, affection flooding her. How she loved Emma. She leaned forward and kissed her, shifting her hips up, hovering, until Emma's cock was right at her entrance.
"Slowly," Emma said against her lips, knowing that Regina was liable to simply sink down onto her quickly, pain or no pain.
Regina ignored her, wanting Emma inside of her as quickly as possible. She was feeling impatient, and she wanted to ride her now, so she pulled her mouth away and buried her face in Emma's throat in case she grimaced.
Regina lowered herself against Emma's hardness, biting her lip when the widest part of Emma's cock pressed into her folds. She held her breath, reminding herself to relax her lower body in order to ease the stinging sensation. She unclenched her muscles as much as she could as she pushed past the painful first entry of Emma's cock, tilting her hips to force more in, frowning when she was unable to move down any further. It took her a second to realise what was happening: Emma's hands were holding her up.
"I said slowly, sweetheart. I can hear you holding your breath. Don't think I don't know what you're doing. It hurts, and that's not okay. Rub your clit," Emma urged, holding tight to Regina's ass, refusing to let her slide down as she pulled away, just enough to look at her face. "And if you need me to prepare you more with my fingers, we'll do that."
"I'm fine, Emma," Regina argued, but did as Emma told her and stroked her clit. She grunted in satisfaction, her walls fluttering.
"That's it, baby. Just like that," Emma soothed, closing her eyes and channelling her magic to boost the pleasure between Regina's legs.
"Oh, fuck! Emma!" Regina cried out, wetness pouring from between her legs as pleasure shot through her core. Regina rocked forward, attempting to slide down further. "More, Emma."
Emma scanned Regina's face carefully, slowly easing her just an inch down before immediately pulling her back up, teasing her. She watched as Regina's eyes fluttered with pleasure. It took every ounce of restraint not to slam up into the unbelievably tight channel currently enveloping the tip of her cock, but Emma clenched her teeth to keep control. She let Regina down a little more, watching her closely, before gently lowering her down inch by glorious inch. Emma thoroughly enjoyed sinking into Regina slowly like this, extending that exquisite first feel of breaching her lover's body.
When Emma was finally all the way in, both women sighed in relief, Emma breathing heavily against her raging libido. Her cock was on fire with need, and she was aching with how badly she wanted Regina to move.
"Darling," Regina purred, beginning to rock back and forth, watching Emma's face contort with pleasure. "You feel so good."
Emma took a deep breath, gathering herself, and focusing on the beautiful woman currently grinding on her hardness. Regina's enjoyment was clearly written all over her face, and Emma grinned, pleased that her lover was okay. She hated that Regina was so used to penetration being painful that she just accepted it as part of sex. They were slowly working away from that, but it was slow going. Emma was working against decades of Regina's conditioning, the woman having simply accepted that pain was normal, to be expected. It would take time for that to change.
"Good," Emma replied, smiling at her. "This is what it should be like, baby. Only pleasure."
Regina leaned forward and kissed Emma, moaning when she felt strong hands grip her ass. God, she loved Emma's hands.
Regina dove her tongue into Emma's mouth, her arousal making her desperate for more. Emma's magic had greatly increased her pleasure, wetness spilling from her core as Emma's cock pushed its way back inside of her. Regina could feel herself drip between her legs, could feel just how swollen she was, and with every swipe of her fingers on her clit, she felt herself getting closer. Knowing Emma was watching her made her even more aroused. It turned her on to know that Emma found her this alluring.
"Gods, Emma," Regina groaned, closing her eyes and focusing on the intense pleasure between her legs. "You're so hard inside of me. I want to come all over you."
"Fuck," Emma grunted, her hips bucking in response to Regina's words. "Wanna watch you."
Regina opened her eyes, meeting Emma's gaze and nodding enthusiastically. She began rocking more urgently, gasps and moans tumbling from her lips as Emma's hands helped her move. Every time Emma filled her, Regina felt herself climb higher, until she was practically begging Emma for more.
"Getting close, baby?"
Regina nodded, biting her lower lip and looking so desperate that it made Emma's hips snap up harder in response.
"Please, Emma."
Emma groaned, pushing more magic between Regina's legs, her eyes rolling in her head when Regina began crying out, her walls spasming around her cock. She gripped her ass harder, practically impaling Regina on her dick, biting hard on her cheek as she fucked Regina through the first orgasm, then a second one, before Regina went boneless in her lap, head dropping onto her shoulder while she greedily sucked in air into her lungs.
Regina moaned when she shifted, feeling the stiffness still inside of her.
"Emma," she panted. "You didn't come."
Emma smirked.
"You're not done yet."
"What?"
Regina squawked in surprise when she found herself flat on her back, Emma buried even deeper inside. Emma grabbed a couple of pillows and shoved them under Regina's hips, propping her up on an angle a little higher than normal.
"There is nothing hotter than seeing you ride me and come all over my cock. But I know you can come harder than that."
Emma began slowly sliding in and out of Regina's cunt, balls tightening at the spasms she could still feel around her cock.
"Emma," Regina gasped, faltering for a moment. "It was wonderful. I came five times already. I don't need-"
"You do. You can come more. You know you're hot as hell when you come. So beautiful. I wanna see it again."
Regina moaned. The way Emma played her body… it was like she took more pleasure in watching her come, in making her come, than she was by her own orgasms. Regina knew it was true, Emma gave selflessly when it came to sex, but still.
"I don't need to come so much every time, Emma."
Emma paused her movements, much to Regina's chagrin.
"Regina, we've already established that you do need to come a dozen times every time we have sex," Emma responded seriously.
Regina stared at her for a moment, finally erupting in a fit of giggles when the corners of Emma's lips tugged upwards.
"You're an idiot."
"Says the one arguing against the person trying to give her a dozen orgasms," Emma replied, resuming her thrusts inside of her lover.
"Yes," Regina gasped, reaching up to pinch her nipples, overwhelmed with pleasure. "That does make me an idiot, doesn't it?"
Emma didn't respond, instead focusing on watching Regina's expression, setting a leisurely pace that she knew she'd like.
"I love watching you ride me, but I couldn't hit your g-spot at that angle," Emma finally said, leaning down to kiss Regina before pulling back and resuming her slow pace. "Now I can, and I'm going to fuck you until you see stars."
Regina stilled momentarily as Emma shifted backwards until she was up on her knees. Emma then yanked Regina by the thighs, holding her in place as she began probing with her cock, searching for the exact angle that she needed.
"Touch your clit, baby. Tell me when it feels good."
"It already feels wonderful, Emma."
"Well, let's make it feel incredible."
Emma concentrated, biting on her lower lip as she moved, watching her lover. She grinned widely when Regina's entire body arched as she gave a particularly hard thrust at the right spot.
"There!"
Bingo.
Emma focused on hitting that exact same spot, holding Regina's hips in place as she fucked her. She looked down where their bodies were joined and watched as Regina's fingers tightened their circles on her clit, her dick hardening at the unbelievably erotic sight. She then raked her eyes all the way up her lover's body, her stomach dropping at the expression on Regina's face. She looked almost like she was in pain, her breathing erratic and shallow. The moans falling from her lips, however, reinforced just how much she was enjoying this.
Regina was dying. She was pretty sure she was dead and this was heaven, because she was certain that she had never felt this kind of pleasure before. Her fingers kept slipping off of her clit because she was soaked, her body thrashing as Emma absolutely pummeled her front wall. Regina's hips tried to buck against Emma, tried to move away, or to get closer to her, Regina didn't know anymore. All she knew was pleasure, Emma holding tight to her body, tirelessly hitting her g-spot.
Regina's entire being was on fire. Her toes curled, her leg muscles clenched and released, her fingers rubbing faster and faster as she climbed to dizzying heights. Emma's rock hard length was relentless, and Regina couldn't catch her breath. Couldn't breathe. She was going to come, and she was going to come so fucking hard.
"Emma," Regina breathed, not even sure what she was asking for. She couldn't form words. She couldn't even remember her own name. All she could focus on was the immense pleasure between her legs, the way Emma mercilessly fucked her, until her head jerked from side to side and her fingers worked non-stop against her clit.
"Yes, sweetheart. That's it. You look so fucking beautiful. Are you going to come, baby?"
Regina nodded, gasping again as her pussy clenched and released, the tidal wave of pleasure building inside of her.
"You're so fucking sexy, sweetheart. Look at you, so swollen. So needy. Can you feel me inside of you?"
"Emma," Regina whined, her body seizing as it got ready to burst.
"You make me so hard, gorgeous. Can't wait to watch you come all over me again. You're so close, aren't you, baby?"
Regina could do nothing but nod. She was close, she was so incredibly close.
"Come on, Regina. You can do it, sweetheart. Just for me. That's it, baby. That's it. You're right there, baby. Yes, come on. Come for me. Come all over my cock."
Her voice, her encouraging words, were what finally tipped Regina over the edge.
Regina tilted her head back and screamed. White hot pleasure ripped through her body, stars exploding beneath her eyelids as Emma ruthlessly fucked her spasming pussy, snapping her hips hard as Regina's walls clenched and released. Regina scrabbled for the bed sheets with her free hand, twisting violently as her orgasm roared through her body, her breath leaving her lungs entirely. Regina jerked and bucked, legs fighting against the iron grip Emma had on them. She sucked in a deep breath and screamed again, her orgasm refusing to let up because Emma would not stop the punishing rhythm she had created between her legs.
Then Emma shifted forward, and the angle changed, and Regina was suddenly brought to and then hurled off of a second peak, or maybe it was a continuation of the first. She didn't know. Time stopped. She didn't know anything but the feel of Emma inside of her, and then she felt the weight of her on top of her, overwhelming her senses. She reached up and held onto her automatically, her legs encircling Emma's hips, breathless with the feel of Emma everywhere. When she heard the sound of Emma groaning in her ear, felt the way she hardened inside, Regina nodded eagerly.
"Inside, Emma. I want you to come inside of me. Please, darling. Please. Come!"
And then Regina was filled with a warmth between her legs, a moan tumbling from her lips, joining Emma's groan, Regina shuddering at the unbelievably erotic feel of Emma spilling in her pussy.
It was overwhelming, and Regina couldn't help the tears that fell, her nails digging into Emma's back as the woman pumped into her a few more times, crying out her name, their orgasms tapering off together.
They both collapsed, Emma gently sliding out of Regina, careful to keep most of her weight off of her lover. Regina whined in complaint, Emma's eyes still closed as she tried to recover from what was probably the most intense orgasm of her life. She felt for Regina, pulling her close, panting into the crook in her neck as she came back to herself.
Emma shifted, placing a kiss at Regina's temple, snapping back and frowning when she felt wetness against her lips. Her eyes flew open, horrified when she realised Regina was crying.
"Oh my God," Emma immediately cupped Regina's cheek turning her head. "Oh God, baby. Did I hurt you? I'm so sorry."
Guilt washed over Emma immediately, her eyes searching down Regina's body and wincing when she saw the marks on her lover's hips. She'd been rough, but she had thought Regina had liked it, given her expression. The image of Regina's face popped into her head, contorted in what Emma had thought was pleasure. Had it been pain? Had she been too rough? Regina was notorious for not admitting when it hurt. Had she actually been causing her pain? Had Emma misinterpreted her expression? She was going to be sick.
For fuck's sake, Emma, she's pregnant! How could you not be more careful?
The remorse made her stomach turn.
"I'm sorry, sweetheart. I'm so sorry."
Regina frowned, confused as to what was happening. Her brain had turned to mush, scrambled entirely by the thorough fucking (and seven god damn orgasms) she'd just experienced.
"Darling? What's wrong?" she croaked, clearing her throat in an effort to make her voice sound normal again. Clearly, she'd been screaming a little too much.
Emma's eyes snapped up, her fingers trailing along Regina's temple and wiping at the moisture there.
"I hurt you. You're crying."
"I am?" Regina asked, surprised. She swiped her hands under her eyes and frowned in confusion. She then moved to the sides of her face and it came back to her. She nodded. "I did, Emma. But it's not because I was in pain. I was simply… overwhelmed. But it was a good thing, Emma. I promise, you didn't hurt me. The opposite in fact. That was unbelievably pleasurable. I've never come so hard."
Emma's eyebrows furrowed, her fingers still trailing delicately along Regina's skin apprehensively.
"I didn't mean to make you cry."
"Oh, darling. I promise you, I feel perfect. They're not tears of pain. They were tears of pleasure."
"Of pleasure?" Emma asked skeptically.
Regina nodded.
"Yes. Those last two orgasms, Emma. Gods. I forgot my own name. I definitely want to do that again."
The sureness of Regina's voice gave Emma a little more confidence.
"Yeah?"
"Oh, yes. Without a doubt."
"Promise I didn't hurt you?"
"I promise, darling. There was no pain whatsoever, only incredible pleasure."
"Okay," Emma replied, relieved. "I was so scared I was too rough and I'd hurt you or-or the baby."
"Not at all. The baby is well protected. As for me, that was perfect, Emma. I loved the way you fucked me tonight. You better repeat this experience."
Emma grinned, her confidence returning entirely. She leaned forward and pressed her lips to Regina's, groaning when an enthusiastic tongue dove into her mouth. They kissed deeply, Emma delicately holding Regina's head as she gave as good as she got.
"Gods, Emma," Regina finally panted, breaking away and dropping back on the bed. "That was so good. I've been thoroughly fucked by you and I feel incredible."
Emma chuckled, grin wide on her face. She was unbelievably proud of herself.
"We do need to get up in a second though, so don't get too comfortable."
Regina moaned in protest.
"I know," Emma said, regretfully. "But you need to pee and I need to get you some water."
Regina moaned again, still in protest, but with less conviction. She did need some water.
Emma was the first to get up, wincing in apology when Regina flinched as she sat up.
"Sore?"
"A little. However, it was well worth it. I love the ache you leave me with, Emma. It's a wonderful reminder of how good you are with that," Regina replied, looking down at Emma's cock and licking her lips. "So good."
Emma groaned, nudging Regina in the direction of the bathroom.
"No more tonight. We're both done."
"But I didn't achieve a dozen orgasms."
Emma paused, and when Regina looked back and gave her a sassy smirk, she threw her head back and laughed. She was so in love with that woman.