Without the Boys

Chapter 10.2, Good Can't Do What I Do

Emma's POV

She looked serious, almost angry. I feared for the worst. There went her good mood...

But then she wrapped her hands around my neck and pulled me in to connect her lips with mine. Her red lips felt soft and silky, unlike the other touches she delivered to me. She could try all she wanted but her lips could never feel as rough as her touches.

I placed my hands on the floor on both sides of her head, so I could finally take my chance at overpowering her. She was caught between me and the floor, there was nowhere to go now. This was my chance.

I deepened the kiss, letting my tongue slide against her lips to ask permission to enter. Her lips parted and my tongue slipped inside to dance with hers. It wasn't a soft kiss, that wasn't what we would do to each other. It was forceful but full of desire.

Now that I finally knew what these physical desires meant, I couldn't help but feel them even more extravagantly. I knew now that this was what sexual desire needed to feel like. It wasn't just an extend of an emotional bond or something that I needed to feel. It was desire, desire to undo her from her clothes and discover every inch of her body. It wasn't just desire to be touched but also desire to touch her.

With her body pinned beneath me I finally had the chance to do exactly that.

I let my hand slide to her neck to thouch her warm silky skin while we kissed furiously on the cold ballroom floor. The seductive piano song still played in the background through the modern speakers, amplifying the mood even more. I entangled my fingers in the long loose strands of her dark hair, feeling its soft features. My lips carefully left hers to make a wet trail downwards. I reached her neck and pushed her head to the side so I could pleasure her on her pulsing point.

A raw moan escaped her thick lips in a way I wasn't accustomed to. But that moan quickly turned into a hiss and before I knew it I was the one that lay with my back on the floor instead of her.

"Don't you dare think you can take control so easily." She said through her teeth with eyes darker than they already were. There she was again, the queen that couldn't let go of her power and that had just disappeared for a slight moment.

I scoffed with a smirk. "Well, I can always try"

I wasn't going to let her in control again while I just had a taste of mine.

I grabbed her by her middle and pulled her in closer, so our bodies were flushed together. I curled my legs around hers, so she couldn't move in any way.

Her face looked a bit shocked for a moment and couldn't help but feel proud of myself. She had been overpowering me this whole week, now it was time to do it to her.

To secure my grip on her I took a hold of her arms too, so she was like a fish squirming on top of my body.

"Miss Swan! Let me go in this instant!" she snapped at me.

I knew my work outs weren't all for nothing. She may have had magic to her advantage, but I was much stronger than her. Within my grip she couldn't even move to flick her wrist.

"I think it has become time for me to take control over you" I spoke slowly, not being affected by the deadly stare in her eyes.

"You are not the one to make the choices here!" she snarled.

"I think I am" I said while my bracelet brightened.

Yes, I absolutely enjoyed this moment. I liked to see her all vulnerable.

I turned us around again, but now I held her hands next to her head, exactly like she had done to me the first time.

She opened he mouth again but before she could say something I covered her lips again with mine. Instead of words escaping her mouth, she let out a moan against my lips. I smirked proudly against hers. I knew she enjoyed it too.