Disclaimer: Nope. Still pretty sure I live in Nowhere, North Carolina, not Scottsdale, Arizona with a ton of money. So, no, I'm not Stephanie Meyer and I don't own Twilight. Nor do I own any of the songs or their lyrics. Just FYI…

AN: At least you didn't have to wait TOOOO long for this update! Hope you enjoy! BTW, super special thanks to Bliltxgirl for her awesome beta skills! She talked me into reposting and she's stuck by my LOOOOONG edits! Thanks, babe!

Emmett POV (continued)

Fuck yes, I thought, but managed to say calmly, "Sure."

I drove back to her apartment building, nervous as a long-tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs. My palms were sweating and I was beginning to regret eating the rest of her plate. A man shouldn't eat five pancakes and two large slabs of ham before he gets some. Wait…she didn't say she wanted you to come up for sex…she just wants you to come up. Maybe she just wants to talk. I glanced over at her. She looked nervous too. Nope, she wants to do more than talk with you, buddy boy.

Frick and Frack were doing a little dance and Anaconda was rising to the occasion. I grinned and some of my nerves evaporated. I could definitely deliver. I would show her how a man could love her. Wait, what? Love her? Hmm…I rolled around the thought in my head. I had known her for five years. She was nothing like any of the other women I'd dated, yet I couldn't stop thinking about her. Even when I'd tried dating Bella, all that came of it was a friendly hug and a kiss on the cheek. Yeah, now that I thought on it, I realized I did love her. Huh. Well, ain't that some shit? Who knew?

I pulled into her parking lot and she smiled. "Come on."

I followed behind her like a pet monkey as she led me to the elevator. "You know," she said as she hit the appropriate button, "I have a confession to make."

I swallowed hard, wondering what she had up her sleeve. Well, she wasn't wearing sleeves, the tiny little tank had those spaghetti straps, but you know what I meant. "What?" I asked.

She moved a little closer and I swear my dick almost strained toward her like she was the fucking North Star. She ran a finger up my chest and wrapped her hand around my neck. "I've always been attracted to you, but I didn't think you were, that you…" she trailed off, her confidence waning and I took that opportunity to haul her to me, crashing my lips to hers.

She moaned at the contact and I did, as well, as my tongue begged entrance, which she welcomingly obliged.

Our mouths molded and warred as we continued our ride to her floor and when the elevator dinged, she pulled me down the hall toward her place.

I moaned as her lips broke from mine. She dug in her pocket for her key, but I forgave the loss of her mouth as I picked her up and those long legs wrapped around my waist. I flipped the lock and pushed the door open, but once there, I was faced with an impossibly large, growling animal.

"No, Bear," she commanded and the dog automatically obeyed, going to lie on the rug by the window. God, that was a big fucking dog, but he didn't seem like he'd bite my ass as I thrust into her sweet pussy. Hopefully. Aww, hell, it would be worth it to lose some of the extra meat I was packing on the backside if it meant I could delve into her hot, wet…damn. I needed in her now.

"Good boy," she cooed to the beast before turning her attention back to me.

They keys that were in my hand from her doorknob fell to the floor with a jingle. "Bedroom?" I asked as my lips now attacked her chest, heading toward her sexy tits.

"Fuck yes," she moaned. "That way," she jerked her head to the right as her lips began their journey down my neck.

I let out a hiss as I felt her teeth bite into me and my dick grew harder still. I kicked the door shut, and made my way toward the door and the sweet release that was surely coming my way.

I gently lay her on the bed and quickly covered her small body with mine. I pulled away and looked at her. Her skin had the rosy look of arousal, her eyes were half-lidded with desire and a sweet, sexy little smile graced her lips. I crashed into her again and I felt her capable hands begin to unfasten the button on my jeans.

I pulled away again and she looked surprised for just a moment before I said, "Wait." I shook my head to clear it. I couldn't just fuck her. That shit just won't right. "Just…slow down, okay? We've got all day. I want to do this right."

Her eyes softened and some unnamed emotion flickered across her face. "Okay," she breathed.

I smiled at her and pulled her to a sitting position. "Let me see you, please."

"You see me every night," she retorted.

I shook my head. "Not like this. I want to remember every moment of tonight."

She smiled and stood, pushing me to the bed. "Do you want a private show, Mr. McCarty?"

I nodded. "If you don't mind, Miss Hale, I would be honored."

She flipped her stereo on and started slowly stripping out of her clothes. Damn…it was one thing for her to do it and me enjoy it in a crowd of people, but for her to do this just for me…I was speechless.

When she got down to just her sexy little boy shorts, she sauntered over to me and whispered, "Your turn."

"You mean you want me to…"

She licked her lips and nodded.

Oh shit, I thought. Looks like I'm going to get a crash course on stripping.

Rosalie's POV

I had never in my life felt so self conscious as when I danced for Emmett. Before, it didn't matter if I made a mistake or I did something stupid, but this was Emmett. I was going to have sex with Emmett. And when he told me he wanted to do this right, it occurred to me that for the first time in my life I was about to be made love to. I shivered in anticipation.

I could tell Emmett was nervous about stripping for me, but I couldn't help it. I thought it would be fun for him to see how hard it is. Besides, I knew he could do it and I couldn't wait.

He fiddled around, finding a new radio station, and suddenly the music started;

When you light those candles
up there on that mantel setting the mood
I just lie there staring silently
preparing to love on you

He started to move, first taking off his outer shirt before toeing off his shoes and socks. Then he sauntered over to me and placed his hat on my head. I let out a little giggle and clapped as he continued to strip. Even as turned on as I was, I also had never felt this carefree.

Well I can feel the heat from across the
room
ain't it wild what a little flame can make
you want to do

He took off his shirt and I ran my tongue across my teeth at the sight of his well toned chest. Some men had six packs and that was it, but Emmett…he had it all. Every inch of him was muscle. From his huge guns on his arms to his beautiful broad shoulders to his large pectorals down to his…shit…his eight pack that disappeared into his pants.

I melt
Every time you look at me that way
It never fails any time any place
This burn in me is the coolest thing that I've ever felt
I melt

I felt myself begin to melt as he started slowly unfastening his jeans, pulling the zipper down sooooo slowly. I resisted the urge to fan myself and caught the smile on his face. I was itching to run my hands through his perfect, black, curly hair, but I waited, because I knew all good things came to girls that waited and it wouldn't be long before this dance was over and he would be in me.

Don't know how you do it
I love the way I lose it every time
What's even better is knowing that forever you're all mine
The closer you get the more my body aches
One little stare from you is all it takes

He kicked off his jeans and stood in just his boxers, which were Big Dog brand, and had, "Big Dog Police Department: Breathalyzer Checkpoint" printed on them and the words "Breathe Here" embroidered over the fly.

I giggled and he defended, "I wasn't expecting to strip for anyone tonight."

I didn't mind one bit and told him, "Well, I guess I need to check and see if I'm sober enough, Officer." I fell perfectly into the role as the suspected DUI driver.

I melt
Every time you look at me that way
It never fails any time any place
This burn in me is the coolest thing that I've ever felt
I melt

He gulped and I saw his cock straining the cotton. I licked my lips and looked at him innocently as I slid to my knees in front of him and slowly undid the single button holding him in.

Every time you look at me that way
I melt, I melt

He let out a hiss as I pulled him from his cotton prison and I couldn't quite hold back my gasp. I knew he was big…but that was a gross understatement. He was massive. I momentarily worried about what would happen when we actually…but I smiled up at him and asked, "Ready, Officer?"

He let out a grunt and I enveloped as much of him in my mouth as I could. He moaned and his hands found my hair. But he didn't pull on my head; he instead began to massage my scalp while my tongue and mouth worked over him. I found it oddly erotic and moaned a bit myself, earning a shiver from him.

I worked him over, my one hand gripping what I couldn't fit in my mouth while the other played with his balls, having snaked my arm up the leg of his shorts, until finally he whimpered, "Rosie, for the love of God, you've gotta stop."

I pulled away with an obscene little "pop" and grinned up at him. "Well? Do I pass, Officer?"

He grinned and before I knew it, I was flung up on the bed. "I don't know, missy. I'm afraid the test was inconclusive. I'm going to have to do a strip search."

I pouted and said, "But, Officer, I'm not wearing anything but a pair of panties."

He grinned. "Well then, I guess it'll have to be a full body cavity search." Oh shit…

He peeled my panties from me so slowly it felt like a million tortures before finally I was bare before him. "Wow," he muttered as he gently fingered the red bird on my pubic bone.

"It's me, you know?" I told him. "I was reborn out of fire."

His eyes shot to mine and I saw a myriad of emotions flicker through them, but he said nothing. He brushed a kiss to the phoenix, then to my stomach, and then finally, he licked me. His tongue traveled from my belly button down, down, down, until it plunged into me and my hands fisted in his beautiful curls as I pushed him closer to my aching pussy. "More, Emmett! Oh God…please give me more!"

He didn't answer as he moved one hand, both of which had been fondling my breasts, down to join his tongue and I felt myself be stretched. That was all it took and I came hard all over his face.

He took his time licking me, cleaning me, and torturing my now over-sensitized skin before finally kissing back up my body.

Now, a little known fact about me was I normally didn't enjoy a man going down on me. And certainly didn't enjoy tasting my own cum on his mouth, but I changed my mind the moment our tongues touched. I wrapped myself around him and moaned as the button from his boxers brushed my clit. "Fuck, Emmett. Now. I need you in me now!"

He pulled away, smiling and went to his pants, stripping out of his boxers and coming back with a condom in his hand.

"Need some help with that so you can complete your search, Officer?" I somehow, through my addled brain, managed to ask him.

He grinned and said, "I think I can handle gloving up, Miss Hale. But I hope you're prepared for the…invasion."

I actually wasn't sure. He had to have had the biggest cock I'd ever seen. My uncertainty must have shown on my face because his eyes softened and he said, "I swear to you, I would never hurt you, Rosalie."

I nodded, feeling tears stinging my eyes. I knew he would never hurt me. That's what I loved about him the most. Yes, I could now admit it to myself. I was in love with him. He was so beyond perfect, words couldn't describe it. So, in a rare show of sensitivity, I said, "Make love with me, Emmett."

His smile was soft as he hovered over me again and said, "I promise I'll take it easy with you, Rose. I-I love you, Rosalie. I have since the first moment I saw you."

I did let a tear escape me then. Five years. We'd known each other for five years. We started work the same week. I had been scared I would be caught because I was underage and had fake identification. He had come down to Miami because some long-lost buddy had told him of the money and girls he could get down here. Somehow fate had intervened and led us to each other. "I love you, too, Emmett. I was too afraid to before. I…I'm so damaged. Why would you love me?"

"You're not damaged. You've got scars. That's different. They are what build your character. I love them and every single part of you."

I wrapped my legs around his waist and ran a hand down his back. My voice was full of emotion as I told him, "Thank you."

He sank down onto me, into me, filling me ever so gently and said, "You're more than welcome, sweetheart. I promise I'll love you until the day I die."

And I believed him.

AN2: SO. Who of you are mad at me that I didn't continue this lemon? Hehehe…I didn't think we needed to be too fast and furious with this one. I thought it had just the right amount of love and smut, but maybe that's just me? LOL.

Next we have the original chapter, the one everyone was waiting for, Edward and Bella. Let's see if we can get these crazy kids together, shall we?