Emma laughed and took Regina's palm and kissed the back of her hand in the most sincerest of kisses. "We have time," Emma promised.
Regina nodded then as if her body had assumed the control her brain had lost because somewhere in the back of her mind, she knew it was a lie. It was all part of the make believe both women were living in. Their time was limited, but they'd make the most of it.
So Regina nodded and pulled Emma against her in a kiss as her hips moved to make contact with that slick, toned stomach. Emma must have sensed her need for she pressed down harder to give Regina some much needed relief then repositioned her knee between the older woman's legs.
Though comfortable to wear, the loose silk pants were doing nothing to help her increasing arousal as she ground against Emma's thigh, but luckily Emma sensed as much and pulled back onto her knees, pulling Regina's pyjama bottoms off in one quick tug.
"Wow," Emma breathed out as tanned legs crossed modestly at the ankle and a thin strap of lace was the only thing keeping Regina's sex from view. "Are you even real?" She wondered in amazement.
Regina laughed huskily. "I'd like to think so. Care to find out?"
Grinning wolfishly, Emma tugged Regina up and pulled her down on top of her, positioning her thigh more accessibly under the woman as she grabbed fistfuls of ass and ground Regina's wanting sex onto a muscled thigh. The whimpered moan she drew was exactly what the blonde wanted, and Regina certainly wasn't complaining when Emma did it again.
"My dreams didn't do you justice." Emma let her right hand take the lead guiding Regina back and forth on her thigh as her left hand moved in between them, moving past the whisper of a wet thong and swirled circles around a hardened clit.
"You dreamed about me?" Regina shuddered breathlessly.
"Every night."
Despite her flaming body, overloaded senses, and raging desire, when Regina looked down at Emma, what she felt was more overwhelming than skilled fingers circling her clit. She pressed their foreheads together, noses nearly smushing as she gasped out loud when Emma entered her unexpectedly, her muscles instantly reacting, eagerly squeezing all they could out of the blonde.
They shared one breath. Every inhale became an exhale. The pounding of their hearts synchronized. Emma thrust faster, using her thigh as extra leverage to get in deeper, harder, feel Regina everywhere. Then as if reading each other's mind, they met in the middle in a firm kiss that was all lips and even more passion just as Emma found the spot inside Regina that made her gasp and moan out a hissed 'there.'
Wetness flooded Emma's hand as Regina came hard, gasping against the blonde's mouth but refusing to pull away. Her body tensed and clenched in aftershocks, and Emma removed her hand, bringing Regina down on top of her own still heated sex as they rocked against one another in such synchronized movements it was as if they had done this dance numerous times before. Together they sprinted toward a release building up all over again as they rutted against one another nearly fully clothed like some amorous teenagers not wanting to get caught in their parents' basement. Hands held each other close. Their sex kissed just as desperate as their lips, and soon Regina came again with Emma mere seconds behind. With a few shudders still running through their bodies, Regina fell limp against Emma's hold, the blonde trailing her fingers up and down the back of warm thighs as Regina nuzzled into her neck and played with damp strands of yellow hair.
The air around them was thick and hot, and their bodies were slick with sweat as they lay draped around each other for long moments. It felt like hours before Regina finally regained the strength to sit up on her forearms and grin at Emma below her. Matching her smile, Emma tilted her head up, their noses nuzzling one another as their mouths taunted and teased with the barest of touches before finally kissing leisurely.
Sighing happily against Emma, Regina closed her eyes and fell into her embrace, their lips separating only to find each other again. It was slow, and methodic, and intense, and right, and Regina could see herself doing this for hours, all day every day if she could. There was no need to rush. They had all the time in the world.
Chapter 16
Chapter Notes
Disclaimer in Chapter One
AN: Soo…somehow one chapter turned into three? My outline to fit all this into one chapter was ambitious. That being said, I will be posting the following two chapters within a few days of each other, just to do some final cleaning up. Hope you enjoy!
February 25, 2005 — Boston International Airport
They were here again as they were nine months ago saying goodbye to Emma yet again. It wasn't any easier. There wasn't a how-to on how to bid a loved one goodbye knowing full well it may be the last thing said to them. Instead of that 3AM flight earning them a private departure, Emma was scheduled for a middle of the afternoon flight with planes landing and leaving nearly hourly. A flight to Orlando had just arrived, and the airport was littered with passengers, families and children, college kids, grandparents, all hoping to escape the final frost of winter and bask in some sunlight.
But Emma wasn't off to Orlando, and they weren't taking a much needed family getaway, bringing Henry to Disney World where he could explore Treasure Island and run away from the oversized Goofy who just wanted a hug.
Emma was leaving again.
Already dressed in her uniform, her hair pulled back, and her cap on Henry's head, they waited by an ad boasting a trip to Hawaii on one side and travel insurance on the other. Some children, and even a handful of adults, stared at the United States soldier simply waiting around for her plane, and Emma had to remind herself it was the uniform they were curious about and not how she was there with her girlfriend and son. Regina was just tossing garbage away as Henry galloped within sight distance of Emma who was crouched down by the base of the ad watching him like a hawk.
When Regina returned, her heart swelled when Henry galloped straight into Emma's arms, laughing quietly with the blonde before skipping away. Henry hadn't quite realized why Emma had to wear her work clothes or what they were doing in a mall with no toy store, but as soon as he did, it would just make this endeavour more difficult. Regina almost forgot how hard this was the first time. Then, she and Emma had just newly discovered their feelings for one another, and the odds that they would remain as such were a toss-up. But here they were, stronger than ever, and after last night — Regina nearly blushed at the memory of their flushed flesh pressed hotly against one another — she knew she wanted Emma in her life no matter the cost. If it meant saying goodbye to her every year, seeing her for glimpses at a time, then she would do it. Regina wasn't sure if it was desperation, craziness, or some foolish feeling of the heart her mother always warned her about. It was most likely a combination of all three, yet Regina didn't care. She was happy.
She approached the crouched blonde, placing a hand on her shoulder to indicate her presence, but Emma already knew for she steadied herself against Regina's leg, sighing longingly.
"Are you all right?" Regina asked quietly, her fingers gently kneading Emma's neck under her palm.
Emma rolled a shoulder and rose to her feet in one fluid motion before tilting her chin up to Henry, who was spinning now with his arms outstretched before he paused, a happily nauseous grin on his face, and started all over again. "He's going to be like a teenager the next time I see him."
Regina scoffed lightly. "Hardly." She frowned when Henry, in his dizziness, nearly crashed into a couple pulling their luggage along. She apologized on his behalf and called him over.