Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight.
Author's Note: Sort of a sequel to In Stone. And then I liked the idea of The Voyeur as well and BAMF. This is what you get. Reviews are love. -Delta
Lack Thereof
He was only walking…
Only…walking.
But he was walking in the wrong place at the wrong time.
He sees this now, but can do nothing to stop it. He'd gone too far when he started.
Her back was arched into the moonlight, practically glowing. Another hand was buried in her hair, her neck curved deliciously to the side as a pair of teeth slid against the skin there.
Hips were a frenzy as they met, over and over in a rhythm Emmett could only call entrancing.
Because that's what he was…entranced.
"Jasper, Jasper…" her voice was deeper, with the rough edge of orgasm hidden between the melody of his name.
And this time his name didn't matter. Fuck, she could have been screaming his if he was the one making her scream. It wouldn't have made one damn bit of difference to Emmett.
Not as long as he felt this, felt what he could feel radiating off of Jasper…off of Alice.
As long as he felt this…
Then maybe, just maybe…it would be able to make up for the lack thereof.