Regina sucked in a breath when she felt the coolness of Emma’s hands on her skin. Her lips trailed to the blonde’s neck, nipping at the spots she kissed. She walked her fingers up Emma’s sides, her nails digging into the other’s back. Biting down at the spot behind her fiancee’s ear, she soothed it with her tongue, pulling away so she’d allow Emma to remove her shirt.
She bit back soft groans, teeth sinking deeper and deeper into her own lip. Regina’s mouth trailed her neck and she felt her body give in completely in that moment. The blonde raised her shoulders as the nails nearly punctured her skin, and then a bite had pulled a slight yelp from her. As soon as the brunette had stopped, Emma pushed her shirt over her head, swiftly adhering their mouths together. Her fingers roamed Regina’s backside, chests pressed tightly together. She needed to get these stupid bras out of the way. Emma unclasped her fiancee’s bra, smirking for a split second.