Whirlwind of trouble

24

"Oh my god, so many options" Emma grins as she takes in her surroundings. "Do we do it on the sofa? The coffee table? The desk? Or the office chairs?"

"How about all?" I husk as she takes a daring step forward and places my hand on Emma's chest, forcing her to take a step back, i push Emma over to the office chair and push her down, hearing a sweet squirm escape Emma's lips.

I pull off Emma's red leather jacket that has now become her work armour as being their sherif. She wears the damn thing daily like it's a part of her uniform. I rummage through the pockets as Emma looks dumbfounded at me.

"What are you looking for?"

I ignore the question and search the other pocket before i find just what I'm looking for, i slowly and tauntingly pull out the handcuffs and watch as Emma's eyes double in size.

I immediately hook one of the sides on Emma's wrist but don't yet connect the other side to anything. I sit upon Emma's lap and start to unbutton her blouse. Emma leans forward and runs her tongue between the valley of my breasts. I don't take her blouse off, I just leave it open teasing Emma Swan and it's working. I unbutton Emma's jeans and pull them down to her ankle followed by her pants, and now that the sweet area that I craved is free, I connect the other side of the handcuffs to my wrist, making sure we're connected through this time of fun.

I immediately lower myself to my knees and spread wide her legs, forcing her arm to move from me directing her legs open. Her arm follows my every move given that we are connected, so I force my wrist to direct hers to her centre and watch as her fingers brush slightly at her core. Emma runs her fingers over her wet bud and moans with pleasure.

"Keep going" I grin, I love nothing more than seeing how good Emma can make herself feel, I love being to once to work for her ecstasy when it's needed most.

She runs her fingers in a circular motion around her clit and her head falls back in pleasure, i then move my wrist forcing her hand to abandon her centre, but that's when I come in. I run my tongue along her folds and my arm is being forced above my head as Emma connects her hand to the back of my head, forcing me deeper into her dripping core.

I curl my tongue as much as I can in this confined position, so I decide to leave her core dripping for a moment as I force her to stand.

I watch with lustful eyes as her legs become weak and she finds it a struggle to stand and that's when I have a new idea.

"Where the key to these cuffs? I want to connect you to the water pipes and see how long you stand without your legs giving in" I husk.

"Should be in my jacket" we both shimmy over to her leather jacket that I tossed to the floor and I'm rummaging through every pocket she has. But I find nothing. Emma does the same but she finds nothing other than her mobile phone and car keys. "Shit"

"What do you mean shit? Emma!"

"I must have lost the key" Emma shrugs. "I'm sure it was in here"

"Oh god this is bad!" I groan. "What are we going to do? We can't spend the rest of our lives cuffed to each other"

Emma chuckles lightly and earns a scolded look from me. How can she be laughing at a time like this? What are we supposed to do? Go to the station? Go to august and see if he can cut the cuffs some how? No. It will be humiliating, I'm the new mayor and I will not be taken like a joke because I'm walking around town dragging Miss Swan behind me with cuffs. People are going to know we're into some kinky shit.

"Emma, I can't walk around town like this looking for a solution to our kinky fun" I huff with annoyance but it seems to make Emma smirk all the more.