"And you're certain nobody saw you coming in?" Regina asked, her voice more manic than usual. It was just past noon and she had only let Emma into her office a few moments before she started grilling her with questions. Emma barely had time to take off her coat and scarf. "Perhaps on your drive over?"

"Relax, Madam Mayor." Emma's voice was husky and playful as she closed the space between Regina and herself. "I was careful." Reaching her hands up, she sought out the back of Regina's neck to pull her in.

Pulling away with brief hesitation, Regina cut in. "And you've parked on the side of the building, yes?"

"Regina, I was careful," she repeated impatiently. "I'm always careful."

"Well forgive me but you're not exactly the most subtle person I know, Miss Swan," Regina teased, finally allowing herself to melt toward Emma's eager body. Emma's hands found their resting place on Regina's waist as their mouths collided for a swift kiss.

"And you did drive over in the patrol car and not that obnoxious yellow Bug, correct? That would certainly be a giant red flag…"

Emma groaned.

"Regina," she reached out and stroked one hand over the worried brunette's thick, dark hair. "It's fine. It's snowing so hard that nobody would even be able to see the car. Besides, why would anyone think twice about the sheriff of a town turning up in the mayor's office in the middle of a work day?"

Regina nodded once. "Fine. But if this secret gets out, it'll be on your hands."

With a brief roll of the eyes, Emma repeated the same speech she had given Regina many times over the past two months.

"Yes, if it gets out then I will handle it. But, as I've told you many times, I really don't think it's that big of a deal and you're worrying too much like usual."

Shooting her a sharp glare that screamed 'don't speak to me in that tone or you'll regret it,' Regina took a step closer.

"It could be a massive catastrophe. Think of how your parents would react. You realize I had spent years of my life with a vengeance against your mother? I'm sure she'd be thrilled to hear that you've been spending your free time in my bed. And not to mention Henry… God, he'd probably think I had cursed you somehow and that I've reverted back to my days of being the Evil Queen—"

"Are you finished?"

"—not to mention the legal implications that might surround the sheriff dating the mayor, God, Emma, this is—"

Before she could get another word out, Regina felt her back collide with the cold, flat surface of the wall behind her. Emma's lips were on hers, shutting her up with her mouth, teeth, and tongue. Instantaneously, Regina forgot all about what she was worrying about.

After a moment, Emma pulled away with a grin.

"At least I know how to properly shut you up by now," Emma teased as her lips brushed over the curve of Regina's earlobe, her lips seeking out the pulse point just below it that she learned wasn't Regina's only weakness.

Regina opened her mouth to protest, but nothing but a soft moan escaped her parted lips as Emma bit lightly on the spot that sent the most delicious shiver down her spine.

"Are you finished?" Emma repeated her question, her lips curled up into a smug smile against Regina's neck. "Or are you going to make me wait even longer to fuck you?"

For once, Regina didn't bother to argue further. She nodded swiftly, her body desperate to feel Emma filling her completely.

"That's what I thought," Emma smirked, her fingers stroking back and forth over the sliver of exposed skin just above the curve of Regina's cleavage that spilled out of her tight dress.

"Don't be smug with me, Miss Swan. And don't keep me waiting."

Regina grabbed ahold of Emma's blonde curls and pulled her in until their lips collided properly. Eager for more, she parted Emma's lips with her tongue, eliciting a welcomed moan from deep in the blonde's throat.

Emma's hand sought out the gold zipper that traced down Regina's spine. She slowly tugged it down, inch by inch – something she had mastered at this point. When it reached the curve of her hip, the dress tumbled freely to the ground.

"No panties again, Madam Mayor?" Emma said with an eager gleam in her eyes as she took in the sight of Regina's body.

"Well," Regina began. "I knew you were coming. It seemed like a waste to put on an extra article of clothing… especially when it always ends up ruined." She smirked and gripped at the fabric of Emma's jacket that she no longer had any verbal complaints about, pushing it off of her shoulders until it fell to the floor beside Regina's dress.

"Yes, I do seem to have that effect on you." Emma's pride made her face beam.

"I should bill you for my dry cleaning," Regina said with a laugh but it came out deep and wanton as her voice flooded with arousal in the way Emma loved so much.

"You know I won't apologize for making your body react like this." Emma's fingers dipped between her thighs, confirming what she already knew she'd find waiting for her. Immediately, she brought the finger up to her lips, licking it clean with a moan of satisfaction. "God, I could never get tired of the way you taste."

"Shut up and fuck me, Emma."

Emma, eager to please, didn't need to be told twice. She pushed Regina harder up against the wall, pinning one wrist back gently as the other hand pushed two fingers deep inside of Regina's ready cunt, eliciting a deep moan of approval.

"Fuck, Emma. More."

"You're so demanding," Emma teased, but she quickly fell to the ground, not caring that her knees would be sore on the linoleum floor of the mayor's office. She pressed a kiss to Regina's inner thigh, trailing her mouth upward as her fingers continued fucking her slowly.

When Emma's mouth brushed over her sensitive clit, Regina gripped Emma's hair and pulled her in closer. "God, yes. Right there."

Emma knew what Regina needed, and she added a third finger and curled them slightly to reach the spot that always made her come undone immediately.

"Fuck," Regina cried as Emma continued her movements. Her tongue greedily lapped up every drop pouring out of Regina before returning to her clit once more.

When Regina's legs began to tremble, Emma wrapped her hand around Regina's waist to steady her and she dared to add a fourth finger.

"Emma, what are you— oh. Fuck."

Emma refused to look away or slow her rhythm as Regina's orgasm hit her. She screamed out Emma's name, her come pooling over her fingers and running down her wrist.

Withdrawing her fingers slowly as Regina's breathing began to even out, Emma smiled up at her.

"Come here," Regina ordered, gripping ahold of Emma's arm and yanking her upward before pulling her into a long, hard kiss. "God, you're amazing."

As their mouths moved together, Regina's hands gripped at the hem of Emma's shirt before eagerly tugging the fabric off of her and tossing it across the room. She unclipped her bra with ease before leaning down to trail kisses over Emma's chest and taking a hardened nipple into her mouth.

"Mmmm, Regina." Emma's moans echoed through the office as Regina continued teasing her chest before kneeling down slightly to kiss her hips and toned stomach.

As she continued her torturously slow kissing, her hands worked at the button and zipper of Emma's jeans.

Emma watched with amazement as Regina tugged them down around her ankles, unsure how a woman like Regina could be so delicate and patient yet so eager and demanding all at once. As soon as Regina's kisses turned into bites, she knew where this was headed. And she didn't dare to stop it.

"Miss Swan, you've managed to get so wet that it's dripping down your thigh. Is someone needy today?"

"I'm always needy for you," Emma choked out, her voice smaller and filled with desperation.

"Do you know what I've always wanted to do?"

Emma remained silent.

"Answer me!" Regina snapped, her palm coming down on Emma's bare ass cheek as a warning.

"What? What did you want?"

Quickly spinning Emma around, she shoved her hard until she collided with the edge of the desk. With one hand, she pushed down on Emma's shoulder blade until her chest collided with the cold wood.

"I've wanted to bend you over this desk and make you beg."

"Oh, fuck." The heat between Emma's thighs burned fiercely as she felt herself getting even wetter. The sound of Regina's laughter only confirmed it.

"Something tells me you don't hate the idea, Miss Swan."

Emma shook her head and she tried to look back over her shoulder at Regina, but Regina just pushed her back down. Moments later, Regina's hand was reaching around her body and pinching at her nipple only once before pulling away.

Emma held back the groan that threatened to escape, knowing that wouldn't end well for her.

"Such a good girl. Now, tell me. What do you want?"

Emma rolled her eyes. What a stupid question. "You know what I want."

"I do. But you know I love to hear it."

Emma could feel her arousal dripping down her thigh and all she wanted was for Regina to bury her face between her legs and never stop until she was crying out for mercy.

Still waiting for a response, Regina kissed the small of Emma's back and slid one finger between her folds. "You're so wet for me, Emma. Tell me. What do you need?"

"I need you," Emma whimpered as Regina's hand pulled away slightly. Emma's hips instinctively rocked backward in attempt to find her fingers once again.

"Ah ah. You know I won't give you what you need until you ask properly."

"Regina," Emma whined, her hips writhing violently, desperately seeking out any friction she could get to help alleviate the ache between her thighs. If Regina's teasing wasn't bad enough, the sight of seeing Regina come all over her hand only moments earlier certainly wasn't doing anything to help her cause — she was at Regina's mercy and she wouldn't want it any other way.

"Yes, dear?" Regina asked, her tone mocking and amused. She let her middle finger slip once more between Emma's folds, brushing up and down and relishing in the feel of Emma's arousal coating her fingertip.

"Please, you know what I need," Emma's groan shifted into a grateful moan as Regina continued her teasing, gentle strokes.

Regina leaned over and cupped Emma's breast once more. The feel of her bare skin against Emma's back made her suck in a deep breath. When Regina's fingertips lightly pinched Emma's nipple, Emma whimpered.

"Just tell me what you need," Regina commanded in Emma's ear.

"I want you inside of me, Regina," Emma admitted in defeat.

Smirking, Regina let her coated middle finger slip inside Emma's ready pussy. "So wet for me."

Emma only nodded, hoping to encourage Regina to pick up her pace.

But Regina never cared much for what Emma wanted. She did things on her terms – and she loved to take her time. That one measly finger pushed deeper inside Emma's cunt, then she quickly drew it out completely and brushed it over her clit.

"I did what you asked," Emma nearly cried.

Repeating her motion once more, she pushed one finger back inside of Emma then pulled it out, then added a second finger but kept her fingers still.

"You told me you wanted me inside of you. Am I not inside you?" Regina challenged, her two fingers fluttering inside Emma ever so slightly.

"Please. I need more…"

She nodded once, adding a third finger that she knew Emma was more than capable of taking. But she kept her movement slow – with no intention of speeding up her pace any time soon.

Emma's moans were reverberating around the room and suddenly Regina was grateful she had begun putting up silencing charms a few weeks ago ever since the incident where she had screamed so loudly that her receptionist called up to check that everything was alright.

Emma arched her back, pushing her ass upward in attempt to take Regina deeper. Regina's eyes gleamed as she used her free hand to grab ahold of Emma's curls and pull them up toward her, encouraging the steep arch in Emma's spine.

"God, you look so beautiful."

"Regina," Emma whimpered. Regina's fingers were still fucking her torturously slow and deep, but she needed more. Her hips buckled again as she felt Regina's fingers curling up inside of her. "Please, oh god."

"For someone who looked so smug and composed earlier, I'd say things have taken quite a turn for you, Miss Swan. Bent over my desk and whimpering for more when I've already got three fingers deep inside your soaked cunt. Someone is needy today, isn't she?" Regina's voice sounded like strips of silky ribbon gliding off of her tongue, but with a familiar sharp rasp that did things to Emma she couldn't even begin to comprehend.

Emma could only nod. She had reached a level of frustration where she knew if she tried to speak, she'd only end up sobbing out loud and making a fool of herself.

Regina pushed Emma's hips down hard onto the cool surface of the desk before picking up her pace. Eager to finally give Emma what she knew she so desperately needed, she didn't bother to hold back or go easy on her.

"Yes, yes, just like that," Emma moaned, her voice unsteady as she felt her cunt clenching around Regina's fingers. "Oh, fuck."

Regina tugged at her blonde hair once again as she continued fucking her mercilessly. With Emma's back arched so beautifully, she couldn't resist pulling her hand back only to swing it down onto Emma's ass.

The sound of the slap echoed through the room at the same time as Emma's yelp. Her thighs began to tremble, and she tried to clench them together in an effort to steady herself.

"I've got you," Regina cooed, her voice buttery and soft yet full of amusement. She smirked as she felt more of Emma's arousal seeping out onto her fingers. "Oh, you liked that, hm?"

Emma groaned and Regina brought her palm down on Emma's bare skin once more.

Emma's entire body buckled as her loud moan filled the room. "Regina, I need to come." She threw her arm over her mouth to try and smother her moans, but Regina smacked it away.

"You know I like to hear you properly," Regina ordered.

Emma nodded as she let out another loud cry, her toes curling on the ground that felt like it was threatening to give in and stop supporting her shaky legs.

Bending at the waist, Regina pressed her chest against Emma's back as three fingers continued fucking her. Her lips dusted over Emma's shoulders, placing open-mouthed kisses and soft bite marks on the pale skin that covered her shoulder blades. She knew Emma secretly loved having marks on her body to remind her what Regina had done to her, but they had to stick to places that were hidden to avoid suspicion.

With her free hand, she reached around Emma's taut body and sought out her clit, circling it with the slightest pressure.

"God, Regina, I'm coming," Emma cried out as her thighs began to tremble and she felt her orgasm wash over her. Her shoulders rolled back as if her whole body were going to collapse. As her body filled with heat, Regina's name was the only thing she could remember.

Coaxing her orgasm out of her, Regina didn't let up until she was certain Emma couldn't take any more. Only when Emma screamed did she finally slow the pace of her fingers.

She pulled out of Emma slowly, keeping her hand cupped over her sensitive cunt for a brief moment. She let her fingertips graze over Emma's clit once, and the blonde nearly screamed as she reached down and grabbed Regina's wrist.

"No," Emma shrieked.

Regina's gaze flickered up at Emma and she couldn't help but smirk.

Emma's eyes beamed in the Regina's direction. She let out a long contented breath as her lips curled into a satisfied grin. "You're magical, you know that?"

"I'm well aware of that, yes."

"You know what I meant," Emma laughed, sitting up and grabbing Regina's head to pull her in for a gratuitous kiss.

"When will I see you next?" Regina asked, her hand instinctively stroking Emma's bare shoulder.

"Well we have the town meeting this afternoon, and I assume the mayor is supposed to attend those things."

"You know what I meant," Regina rolled her eyes, unable to contain the soft laugh she let escape.

"You're cute when you pretend to be all annoyed with me."

"That's not pretending, dear."

"Shut up."

"Absolutely not," her regal voice returned.

Before they knew it, they were both kissing again until Regina's phone rang.

Glancing at the time, Regina realized it was probably her receptionist phoning her to let her know her next appointment had arrived. "Shit!"

Hurriedly grabbing her jeans off from the pile of discarded clothing on the floor, Emma slid them on and began to search for her shirt and jacket.

She helped Regina zip up her dress while simultaneously tugging a boot onto her foot.

"I'll see you tomorrow? I'll stop by your house then I can pick Henry up from school afterward?" Emma offered, despite Regina ushering her out the door.

Regina nodded. "That would be perfect. And I'll see you in two hours for the town meeting."

"If you think I can keep my hands off of you for the full hour when you're sitting beside me…"

"Do anything that puts our secret at risk, and I'll make you regret it."

Emma's playful grin turned into a pout as the disappointment washed over her. "Fine. But you better not object to a few dirty texts to help me get through that dreadful meeting."

"I wouldn't dream of it, Miss Swan," Regina said with a raised eyebrow.