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"I want a shower." I said when Emmett came into the room the next day.
He had insisted on baths or sponge baths for the past three days. Not that I didn't enjoy them but I needed a shower. He started to say something.
"I'm taking a shower with or with out your permission." I said glaring at him.
I wasn't mad at him. I was desperate and horny.
He braced his legs apart and crossed his arms. Yummy.
"How are you going to do that if I'm standing between you and the bathroom?" He asked.
Oh, no. He was playing the big man who was in complete control and it made me wet as hell.
I walked up to him and nipped his neck before licking it. I knew he liked that.
His hands gripped my hips and pressed me closer to him.
"I'll tell Alice I want another make over and she'll lock you out of her room while I shower." I said. "So you can either get in the shower with me and make sure I don't hurt myself, or I'll go find Alice."
He smiled and his arms tightened around my waist.
"And how are you going to get to Alice?" He asked.
He leaned down and nuzzled my neck. It was wreaking havoc on my senses.
"I... I could tell you a secret." I said.
"And whats that?"
"Every time you wash me... I start to loose control and I want to jump you even if my ribs are broken... and I don't think I'll be able to stop myself this time." I whispered nipping at him.
He groaned and kissed me. He led me backwards in to the bathroom. He turned the water on.
"We can't have sex." Emmett said. "But you can take a shower. I'll be right here if you need me." He helped me out of my clothes and into the shower then sat on the counter watching me.
I teased him a bit as I washed my body and hair then sat down on the ledge to shave my legs. I had gotten the wax regularly and I was smooth and hairless to the touch as I dragged my fingers over myself.
"Bella." He said in a warning tone. "If you keep doing that I wont let you come until I get a clean bill of health from Carlisle. That could be a very long five weeks for you."
I couldn't help myself. It was like he was daring me.
I parted my legs as I sat as far back on the ledge as possible and let me fingertip touch my clit.
He was gripping the edge of the counter and leaning forward.
"Bella..."
I pushed one of my tiny fingers inside my self and locked eyes with Emmett. I arched at my own touch, imagining, wishing, that it was Emmett's fingers even though mine were way too small. Way to small.
"Emmett." I whimpered. "I need your touch." He was staring at me. I pressed a second finger in which was only like one of Emmetts. He pulled off his shirt and jeans, leaving him in only his briefs.
"Do not move." He ordered. He left for a moment then came back with two pairs of handcuffs. He cuffed my wrists to the safety bar and knelt down between my thighs. I pulled against the cuffs but froze when he licked me. He kept me on the edge until the water got cold then he uncuffed me and held me under the water and I let out a shriek.
He kept true to his words for the next five weeks. Every night he teased me to the edge and then held me to him until I fell asleep. When I got up in the morning I was always in a horrible mood but then Emmett would kiss me and everything was better.
I went to see Carlisle after six weeks and he gave me a clean bill of health.
