Emma felt her heart racing, her mind scolding her while her throbbing body begged for some kind of release. Killian was currently nipping at her neck and using his free hand to trace circles on her thigh. She let out a low whimper when he stopped tracing circles only to brush his fingers across her still clothed damp center. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head and shivered when he let out a long groan.

‘God his groan’

“Emma love you’re already so wet, practically dripping, and I’ve yet to even began pleasuring you” 

She didn’t know if the smirk he gave her made her want to smack it off or pull his hair and kiss him senseless.

‘Come on Emma. Fight him off this is bad. Think of Milah. She’s your friend. This is cheating! Killian is in a RELATIONSHIP’

It seemed like that tiny voice of reason was so very far away.

“Tell me love, why won’t you just let go?” he asked huskily. The smoothness of his voice brushed against her skin, his hand tugging her shorts down inch by inch. He could sense his swan was still fighting it. She would give into him soon. It was only matter of minutes.

Throwing her shorts to the side, he slowly dragged his hands up and under her shirt, moving over her breasts, teasing and kneading them through her bra. Her eyes fluttered and he watched as she bit down on her bottom lip. Gods his swan was positively breathtaking and he hadn’t even gotten her fully undressed. Not having the patience to wait any longer, he lifted her tank top up and bra, bunching it just above her breasts, and keeping his eyes locked on her, he descended down. Emma released a strangled cry when his mouth closed around a nipple and bit down. He released her nipple to move his tongue around, soothing the flesh before bringing it into his mouth and sucking hard.

“Oh fuck” She brought her hands to his head and tugged hard at his hair, whether it was to pull him back or just to hold onto him, she didn’t know anymore. His mouth wasn’t helping her think straight. She felt one of his hands go under her back and push up slightly. When he pulled back slightly, she let out a whimper of protest but complied while he lifted her tank top and bra off her.

Throwing her garments to the side, he went back to nipping and sucking her nipples, using his other hand to palm the other, switching from pinching and flicking and squeezing it. Emma threw her head back and let out a loud man. He took his time caressing her breasts in attention before moving up and catching her lips in a steamy kiss. He pushed his tongue past her lips, groaning when her tongue met his, her taste sweet and addictive. They both pulled back panting, staring each other in the eye. He could see her still fighting but so close to letting go. Just a little more and she’d give into him.

“Let go Emma.” His breathed against her lips, mouth brushing against hers slightly as his hand moved past her breast, down her stomach and dipping into her underwear, sliding a finger between her folds. Her body reacted on its own, her hips arched up and she let loose a groan. Killian watched her face twist in pleasure, his blue eyes heated with desire, the pupils dilating with need.

“That’s it love. Just let go” He murmured, eyes watching her, glazed with lust.

Fuck this was so bad. She couldn’t think straight. Especially when he took his shirt off and she saw his chiseled chest, dusted with black chest hair. God help her, she had a thing for men with accents, chest hair and facial hair and Killian had the whole package.

‘Is this really so bad? He wants you. He isn’t happy with Milah.’

God she couldn’t even get that voice of reason to speak up. To tell her how wrong this was. She couldn’t even bring herself to stop it anymore. Especially not when he moved his fingers like that. She arched her hips up when he curled his fingers inside her, pumping them in and out roughly.

“Oh Killian” she breathed out earning herself a low growl from him. He removed his fingers and lifted her legs up to slip her underwear off, leaving her bare before him. He felt his cock twitch against his jeans at the site. Not even his wildest fantasies could compare to this. Moving down over her core, he rubbed her entrance with two slick fingers; catching her soft cry with his lips. He curled the two digits slightly inside her and pumped with an easy steady rhythm, working towards finding that sweet spot he knew would push her over.

“Gods love you’re so tight and hot love.” He breathed against her ear. “I can’t wait until you’re wrapped around my cock.” He nipped at her earlobe and brushed his thumb against her clit.

‘Fuck he’s a dirty talker’

Her head tipped back in bliss, a moan falling from her lips. His touch felt like fire, burning every cell in her body.  Her desire continued to grow, the heat pooling in her stomach making her vision dance and toes curl. She was far past the point of stopping him. It just felt too damn good. Her breath hitched and her eyes widened when she felt him start kissing his way down her neck, past her breast and stomach to her core. His breath fanned out against her and she shivered, her eyes rolling back into her head.

Oh god.

Killian pressed a kiss to her folds, chuckling when she arched her hips. Deciding to tease her for a little longer, he leaned forward and started planting kisses on her inner thighs, purposely avoiding the place they both wanted him to be. He smirked against her skin when Emma gave a frustrated groan and leaned herself up with shaky elbows to glare at him.

Oh if looks could kill.

“Impatient aren’t we love.” He murmured against her core, breath fanning over it.

 “Fuck you Killian. S-stop teasing me!” Emma breathed, dropping her head back onto the pillows and fisting her hands into the sheets.

Killian let out a low chuckle and let his tongue slip out to slowly swipe up her lips. He closed his eyes and clenched a hand on her hip when she let out a cry. Gods above his swan was delicious.

Emma moaned loudly and bucked her hips. He moved his hands to hold her down as he continued to lick and suck. Finding her little bundle of nerves, he began to suck lightly on it. His cock strained against his jeans at the sound of her moans and groans. He thrust his tongue into her tight opening and moved his fingers to roll and pinch her clit, thrusting his tongue faster when she let out a scream and came. He didn’t waste a single drop; he kept sucking and licking while she came down from her orgasm.

Emma panted and watched Killian as he sat up and licked his lips. Swallowing thickly, she sucked her bottom lip and kept her gaze locked on him. He crawled up towards her, much like a fox catching its prey, until he was face to face with her. Giving her a wolfish smirk, he brought his clothed hips to hers and grinded down causing her to gasp and hold onto his shoulders. Pressing a kiss to her cheek, he moved and nuzzled her neck.

“Has anyone told you you’re beautiful when you come undone love?” His velvet voice purred against her neck, sending shiver of delight down her spine. “Utterly breathtaking”

Unable to do little else, she panted his name in warning. She was starting to get her bearings together. She had to stop this. This would hurt Milah so bad. She couldn’t help the small thought deep inside the darkest parts of her that she didn’t care.

God she was such a bitch. A home wrecker. No matter how much she would start getting lost in his touch, Milah was always at the edge of her mind.

She was so caught up in thinking of a way to stop him, and pushing away the dark thoughts, she didn’t even notice he had taken his jeans off and was only left in his boxers until he pressed against her again.

“Oh god” she whispered as she felt the thick bulge against her center. She swallowed hard. Come on Emma. There was still time to turn back, but the tingling tremors in her sex-deprived body became a tornado of want and need. Her sexual instinct took over and her brain and conscience no longer existed.

She swore she could hear her conscience fighting with her lower regions. She fought within herself wondering if it was too late to turn around. This was Killian for crying out loud. Sure she was attracted to him and held some feelings for him, but his type was a huge risk. All thoughts left her (once again, but come on could you blame her?) when she watched him remove his boxers, giving her a nice view of his thick long cock. She moaned and chewed her lower lip, ignoring her conscience’s last attempt to stop before it was too late. The ache inside her was too strong. She wanted him and didn’t give a damn about anything else.

Screw Milah.

Screw her conscience.

Screw the regret she was going to be drowning in tomorrow.

Screw how wrong this was yet how right it felt.

She’d worry about it all tomorrow.