cs+hot tub
“Slowly now, Swan.”Emma’s pulse sped a pace, his deep warning rasp doing nothing to calm her nerves (or her arousal for that matter) as she gently lowered herself into his lap and this was possibly the worst idea that they had ever had but it was too late to turn back now.Sure, sex in a jacuzzi had sounded fun, that is, until they realized that the only jacuzzi at their hotel was outside… twenty feet away from the pool outside and of course Captain freaking Hook would find a way to convince her to try it anyway.Fuck, fuck, fuck, this was such a bad idea.His thumb traced circles at her hip, his palm pressing her down with a gentle insistence and her stomach fluttered with nervous apprehension when she felt him there.“That’s it, love,” he breathed, his own voice shaky with his own want; he pressed down harder and-“Oh god,” she arched and bit back a gasp when she felt him slide inside of her, a slow, hot stretch that had her gripping his thigh for dear life.They were really doing this. God, she loves him.
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