I pushed her through the door to our bedroom easily, closing it behind me and leaning back against it. The door, my favorite place. Pulling Rose to me easily I lifted her from the floor and placed her legs on my hips. She started kissing on me again and I complied easily.
Lifting herself from the perfect position I'd just placed her in, Rose pulled me away from the door and tossed me in the direction of the bed. I groaned my complaint and she raised her eyebrows at me. "I'm sorry Mistress Rosalie." I said quietly, falling back into the bed where she placed me.
Her smile was triumphant as she climbed on top of me. One of my hands reached up for her but she pushed it down. Her voice rang in my head, arousing me even more. "No Emmett, you may not touch." I whined softly and she slapped me. My face stung a little from the impact but it quickly faded.
"Do you want to come?" she asked me evilly. I nodded my need for release. Her eyebrows perked and she smiled that smile at me. I could have let go in my pants right there. But the hell I would go through for that. My body shivered as Rosalie slowly removed my pants.
"Then be a good boy for me Emmett. You may not touch me. And if I hear the slightest sound more than a breath from your lips I will leave you however you are at the time." I bit back a moan at the idea. I was in for great fun if I didn't spoil it for myself. Smiling up at her I nodded my agreement.
She soon had removed my pants and boxers. Her body slipped to the edge of the bed. Uh oh. That meant she was getting something from the toy box. I sighed by relief as she came back with the handcuffs. "Arms above your head." She said quietly. I slipped by hands up, avoiding the urge to touch her and allowed myself to be shackled to the headboard. I could always break it if I really wanted to.
Rosalie drifted down my body, leaving a trail of kisses behind. As I felt her tongue touch my raging hard-on I moaned. She slipped away and I avoided the whine that tried to escape at all costs. My eyes begged her, promised a good pay off. She sighed and glared down at me. "This is your only warning." She said quietly. I nodded and let me eyes slide closed as her mouth enveloped me.
Several minutes later I was throbbing at the movements she made. Her voice was the only thing keeping me at bay. Reminding me that I was not allowed to come without her permission. She informed me that I was a terrible slave, wanting it to be done already. I panted my pleasure.
Rosalie looked up at me. "Moan for me Emmett. Call my name; I want the family to know what I'm doing to you up here." My eyes widened at the command. "Oh God Rose!" I nearly screamed at the pleasure. I'd been holding in my vocals for so long the moans fell out of my mouth in strings, profanities and sweet nothings combined.
Seconds later I was whispering to her that I needed release. "I have to come Rose. I can't hold on anymore." She stood from the bed and slipped up to meet my face with hers. "You will wait until I tell you to come Emmett. Like it or not." I shivered and exhaled a long breath. "Please Mistress Rosalie." My eyes begged her, I begged her. "Please baby." I pleaded as best I could.
Snapping the tiny chain between the handcuffs I let my hands slide down her body. A tingle ran down my spine and she gasped. Reaching down between her legs I slid a finger to rub her sweet spot gently. She moaned loudly and so did I. "Oh Emmett! …" she took an unnecessary breath and I groaned my discomfort. Like it or not I was nearly there. "Now…" she moaned as she fell forward shaking on top of me. I gave one last hard thrust and fell limp beneath her, a stupid grin plastered on my face.
A minute later she was leaning above me again. "You're in trouble now." She said poking at the most recent set of broken handcuffs. I chuckled and pulled her back down to me in a bear hug. "I'm scared." I whispered softly.