Stephenie please...She owns the characters. I own this really sappy version of Emmett.
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Holy Crap... it is so much easier to write nasty smutty smut than to write romance. that took way too long for me to write. But here it is.
While I was writing this i listened to..
Sade's Sweetest Taboo, By Your Side and No Ordinary Love, Robin Thicke's Teach U A Lesson, Ciara's Promise, Robert Pattinson's Let Me Sign, The Dixie Chick's Lullaby, Maxwell's This Woman's Work, Anthony Hamilton's Charlene, Janet Jackson's When We Ooo, Colbie Calilat's Realize, Aaliyah's Rock the Bock and Justice's Cross Album on repeat. I also went through the entire Celebrity and No Strings Attached albums by Nsync once because I wasn't paying attention at first and then I was too lazy to change it. Just in case you wanted to know.
This chapter is most certainly for Tiggrmommi (my internet girlfriend), Gustariana (my internet mistress), Isabel0329, Lili, Yosely (my biggest cheerleader),acireamos (my googlechat buddy), OIP Em (for just showing up and rocking my world over night) and berrybecca who had some very interesting ideas for the future of this story (IM NOT DOING IT). You ladies are something special. You have no idea.
I've gotten a lot of questions about the future of Jake/Rose/Nessie/Emmett. It will all be worked out in the next three chapters.
Here's part one... Emmett Cullen, a man in love.
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EMMETT
"You motherfucker," Jake said as he shoved me through the door of Pep Boys. "Do I have to move out now?"
"No, but I think you can have your room back. I got a new bunk mate now." I couldn't stop smiling.
"Damn bro. I can't say that I've ever seen you like this," Jasper said with a smile. "I'm happy for you, really. Now if we can just convince her sisters to move down to Florida."
"True," Edward added, half smiling, half musing about the possibilities. He and Bella and Jasper and Alice for that matter, had definitely hit it off. "So what happened? Or actually, when would be the better question. Two hours ago I thought you were fighting."
"Well last night I sort of lost my mind and kissed her, but this fucking idiot bust in on us and she got all freaked out and took off," I smacked Jake across the back of the head. He coughed wide-eyed.
"Was that what you two were doing? My bad dude. You should have said something. I would have let you smash," Jake laughed.
"Yeah well I thought I fucked things up big time, but Ness told her how I felt and then this morning and shit I don't know. She was all 'I feel the same' and whatnot, so we made it official."
"Good for you man. It's been a while since you have had solid lady in your life," Jasper said. I knew my brothers liked her Rosalie before, but it was nice that they were really supportive of our new status.
"So I have to be nice to her now, don't I?" Jake asked, reaching for some weird brand of transmission fluid.
"Yeah. I'd appreciated it if you didn't call my girl Frosty the Snow Bitch anymore," I concluded shaking my head.
"Damn Jake," Edward laughed.
"Yeah, that's pretty cold blooded," Jasper added. I loved Jake and all, but I wouldn't put up with him hurting Rose's feeling anymore or saying anything fucked up about her.
We left the store after Jake had written down some information on some brands of miscellaneous shit. "Just some info for my boss," he explained.
We headed back in the direction of where we had left the girls. When we didn't spot them immediately, I pulled out my phone to text Rosalie to find out where she was. Before I could hit send, Edward was already talking to Bella on his phone. He may have been just as sprung as I was. Maybe.
"We'll meet you down there," he said and then he lowered his voice, a little bit. "I do…Well get more than one then… I bet I will. Okay bye." We all stared at him. "What?"
"God man, I need to take classes from you," Jakes laughed. Edward was seriously setting records for having a girl fall completely in love with him.
"Yeah whatever. They're down on Clifton," Edward told us. We followed him to this to trendy, high-end lingerie shop. The girls came out just as we approached. They all had their fair share of bags, even Nessie.
"Uh…" Edward said eying the purchase in her hand.
"That's mine. She was holding it for me," Alice said, taking the two bags back from Nessie. If it was Alice's stuff we all would have felt like assholes for jumping down Nessie's throat for helping her. And well, if it was Nessie's, I just didn't want to think about it.
Instead I chose to focus on Rosalie, who was still in the store.
I walked passed my brothers and their recent conquests and walked into the over done boutique.
Rosalie was still at the register.
"Yeah, I think it will be worth the money," she pulled out her debit card.
"I got this, babe," I said. She turned and looked at me, shocked. I pulled out my black card.
"Emmett, no. Don't please."
"Is this the lucky guy in question?" The lady behind the counter asked.
"I hope so." I chuckled. I kissed Rose on the forehead. She smelled amazing like always. There was no way I was letting her leave my side for the rest of the day. Hopefully I'd have her by my side forever. "I want to Rose. Don't worry about it. Consider it a late Christmas present."
"Aww he's a keeper," the lady said.
"Yeah, that's what I'm thinking." Rosalie agreed, squeezing my hand. I paid for her purchase and the lady handed her the bag.
"So what'd you get me?" I asked holding the door for her.
"Maybe I'll show you later," she smirked up at me.
"Oh you'll see it. Trust me," Alice teased. It was official, I fucking loved Alice.
We spent the rest of the day walking around, spending money on the girls. They kept claiming they felt guilty, but we didn't care. My brothers and I were actually pretty frugal and we never burned through any of our cash. Our parents wouldn't give shit if we treated our guests to a few things.
I had a really good time. I got to be with my family, stress free. Nessie and Jake seemed to be getting along, which I'll admit I wasn't crazy about, but she seemed happy and she was treating more like she treated us. They never really flirted, just made fun of each other and talked about random getting to know you shit. I was glad Bella was around. No matter what the topic of conversation, or despite the non threatening physical distance they kept from each other, Edward would have wedged himself between Nessie and Jake. And then Nessie and Edward would have started arguing and I just didn't need that shit. All I wanted to do was talk to Rose.
I didn't think it was possible to be this happy. It was like I'd spent a year of my life praying Rosalie would just looking at me, just once with a hint of love in her eyes. And now every time my gaze met hers, every time her hand touched mine, every time she kissed me, and we kissed a lot, it felt I was swimming in her love and affection for me. And every time I got the chance, I let her know. Every moment I could show her just how happy she was making me, just how much I loved her, I did. I wanted her to know that I wanted to be with her forever.
I'd had girlfriends in high school and I dated this girl named Jennifer my freshman year at Miami. Jennifer, I was pretty into, but it just didn't work. And even when things were good, I never really felt like I was in love, more like I was content having someone to hang out with and fuck a few times a week. But now I had- well I didn't even want to call her my girlfriend. The title didn't hold enough meaning. It didn't capture the way I felt about Rose. It didn't fully describe what she meant to me.
Finally when it started to get dark we headed back to the house. Rosalie and I rode with Bella and Edward in the suburban while Jake drove, Alice, Jazz and Nessie in the Escalade. Alice and Nessie couldn't seem to get enough of each other. This time Bella and Rosalie insisted on making dinner. Nessie and Alice stayed with them so they could girl it up for a few more hours.
The boys and I headed back down to the den for a little two on two HALO 3 action. We we were all pretty evenly matched, but none of us could resist the urge to talk shit.
"God Jake, you fucking suck," Edward said.
"I'm pretty sure I have more kills than you, but that's okay. You just keep running your mouth…"
Before we knew it, we'd been playing for two hours and it was time for dinner.
Rosalie and Bella had really out done themselves. Rosalie had made this amazing jerked chicken with rice and Bella made shrimp gumbo. It was fantastic.
When we were all stuffed to capacity, Edward announced his plan for the night, no doubt just another excuse to show Bella just how seducible she was.
"I take it you ladies brought some attire suitable for a bar or night club." I swear Edward sounded like a dirty 40 year old man sometimes, but it seemed to work for him I guess.
"Ha -- Alice packed us enough attire for any possible scenario," Bella said.
"Sure did," Alice smiled.
"Excellent. Jazz and I were thinking we go to the club called Hush," Edward said. Aspen had a few super trendy bars that actually had really good DJs, ones that would fly out from LA or New York every so often and spin for the rich spoiled kids like us, out here for Christmas vacation.
"Oh, that'll be fun. Let's go!" Alice yelped. I couldn't exactly say I shared her enthusiasm. Rose and I turned to each other at the exact same time. I gently rubbed the curve of her shoulder and leaned in to whisper in her ear.
"I don't really want to go," I said quietly.
"Me neither. I want to stay in with you." She looked up at me, eyes pleading. We still had plenty of time to spend with our family, but we hadn't had a single moment alone since we'd declared ourselves that morning.
When I kissed her forehead, she let out a gentle sigh. "Rose and I are going to stay in," I told the others.
"Oh come on, man. Come throw a few back with us," Jazz whined.
"Fuck that. I've been looking at you fools long enough—"
"Yeah," Alice interrupted. "Let him spend sometime with his lady."
"Thank you Alice," I laughed.
When the kitchen was clean and the leftovers put away, Rose headed upstairs with the girls to help them get ready. I went back down to the den and started the fire. I grabbed several DVDs off the shelf. A few movies from Nessie's collection of girlie cheese and a couple others that I thought might interest Rose. She came down much sooner than I expected.
"That was fast," I said opening my arms for her. She curled up next me, tucking her head under my chin.
"Oh they're fine. Alice is a control freak anyway. She has a very specific idea on how Nessie and Bella should look tonight," she said sighing a light sigh again. I think she was just as happy as me.
"Hey, do you think Nessie likes Jake?"
"In what way?" Rose asked. I knew I was just being paranoid, but the more I thought about it, the more it occurred to me that I had no idea how my baby sister acted around guys she liked.
"Do you think she's really into him?"
"I don't know," she sat up and looked at me. "Would that really bother you?" I could see in her eyes, she was concerned not just for my feelings, but Nessie's too.
"Kind of. I don't know. I could just be making something out of nothing. What movie would you like to watch?"
"Um - this one," she picked up our copy of Cold Mountain. I'd seen it once. It was pretty good. Jazz liked it for battle recreations. I liked it for Nicole Kidman.
I put the movie on and Rosalie and I watched the whole thing in silence. I kept my arms wrapped around her, holding her tighter when the gun fire made her jump, kissing her hair every so often, rubbing soft circles on her shoulder and arm. When it was nearly over, our brothers and sisters came downstairs to let us know they were leaving.
"Who's driving?" I asked.
"Me, Em. I always drive," Nessie huffed. I wasn't trying to put her on the spot, but I just wanted to make sure they got home safe.
"Why?" Jake asked. He'd caught the annoyance in her tone.
"I can't drink," she said to him. "Alright we're leaving."
"Bye," Rosalie said. "Have fun."
"You too," Alice winked. I couldn't resist throwing a pillow at her, which Jasper caught.
Finally Rose and I were alone. There was still fifteen minutes of the movie left, but I got the feeling Rose wanted to talk.
I shifted my weight and pulled her across my lap so she was facing me. We just looked at each other few a long minutes. She gently ran her fingertips down my cheek and I admired her lips and her eyes, touching her soft hair.
"What happens if Nessie drinks?" she asked carefully. I knew she was growing to really love Nessie, so it didn't bother me that she asked.
"Her body just doesn't respond well. She gets flu-like symptoms and she usually can't keep it down."
"Oh," Rose saying looking at my chest. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to –"
"Rose, sweetie. It's okay. You're not making me upset." I decided to change the subject, more her than for me. I knew Rose pretty well, but I wanted to know more. I wanted to know everything about her, all the things that added up to this amazing girl that was finally here in my arms.
"How did your mom and their dad meet?" I asked. I wanted to know more about her birth father, but she never really talked about him, so I didn't want to push it. All I knew was that he died when she was young.
"It sounds weird and I was actually a little worried at first, but they met in group therapy. For people who had lost a spouse."
"Oh." My brow contorted automatically. It was a little strange.
"I don't know. People say it's not a good idea to date people in scenarios like that, but they both were actually handling things really well by the time they met. They were going to the meetings kind of out of habit."
"How'd they get together?"
"Well Charlie is kinda shy, like Bella. I guess Alice is just like their mom. All hyper and out-going," she shook her had a little getting back on track. "Anyway, my mom thought he was really cute and one night as they were leaving she admitted that she kept coming to the meetings just to see him. He was pretty surprised, but they went out for coffee and the rest is well—," she shrugged with a smile.
"Did you and Alice and Bella always get along?"
"Oh yeah. I mean Alice is so sweet and Bella just wants people to be happy and we all have the same sense of humor. And we knew our parents were lonely so we were glad they'd found each other."
"That's cool. How old were you when they got married?"
"Thirteen. We lost my dad when I was seven so we'd had some time to work through it."
I shouldn't have asked, but part of me really wanted to know, should know. "What happened?"
"He stopped to help a guy with a flat tire and it turned out the guy was crazy. He stabbed my dad to death." My head snapped back, a knee jerked reaction to her matter of fact tone.
WHAT THE FUCK?!? How had she coped with that?
"What the --? How are you okay with that? I mean, I'm not saying I wish you were all fucked up about it, but damn Rose, that's a lot to deal with."
"It was really hard for a while. I didn't get over it over night, but I don't know. My mom helped a lot. She was heartbroken, but she didn't fall apart and stop being a good mother. My Grandmother, too, was amazing. She just had such a positive outlook. She told me that even though we were broken up about losing him, that we should be happy that we'd had a man in our life that was so selfless and giving and that he died thinking he was doing the right thing. He died trying to help a complete stranger. I would think about that a lot and more and more it just made me feel better. It made me think about the awesome thing I had, not the terrible lack of it. I had an amazing father."
I was speechless. I could not find the words. Rosalie was by far the most amazing person I had ever met. Here my brothers and I were starting family feuds over the fact that our sister was healthy and flourishing. Rosalie loses her father and takes his death and turns into positive inspiration. How could I not want her in my life, at all times? She was simply amazing.
"You okay?" she smiled at me.
"Uh- yeah. I just—wow, Rose. That's awesome."
"Yeah, my mom and I are pretty awesome people," she chuckled.
"Right," I laughed. "How was your time with your mom?" I knew Rose missed her everyday during the semester. And in terms of her father, I knew what I needed to know. There was no need to dwell on the past.
"It was fun," she laughed. "She got us American Girl Dolls."
"Those expensive ass ones? I think Nessie had one of those things."
"Yeah. It was really cute. She didn't go crazy and buy a ton of accessories, but she got us dolls that looked like us and then Alice made them clothes. She put a cast on the one Bella got. God, she's such a klutz."
"Should we actually take her skiing at any point?" I asked seriously. I didn't want Bella to end up in the hospital.
"Oh yeah. She's pretty comfortable snowboarding. She'll just be all bruised. I'm pretty sure Edward wont mind nursing her back to health," she said smirking. She was so beautiful. I moved her hair aside. Her laughing calmed and she looked at me with her gorgeous blue eyes.
"We should hit the slopes tomorrow. Jake lugged his board all the way out here and we haven't even been near the mountain," I said. Not that she gave a shit about Jake, but you know.
"That's true," Rosalie smiled and then stifled a yawn. She turned and grabbed her phone off the table looking at the display. It was barely 10:30.
"You tired?" I rubbed the small of her back.
"Yeah. I couldn't sleep last night," she admitted.
"Why?"
"I was up all night thinking about how a certain someone just up and kissed me out of nowhere," she teased.
"My bad," I smiled. "Let's go to bed." She climbed off my lap. There was no reason to force ourselves to stay awake. The others wouldn't be back to well after 2 am and Rosalie wasn't going to make it that long.
I stood and walked over to the fireplace and flicked the propane switch off. Rose laughed.
"What happened to good old fashioned wood?"
"Oh sweetie, you haven't seen the fire pit and the hot tub out in the backyard," I said, sarcastically.
"You Cullens." She smirked, holding out her hand for me.
"Just out of curiosity, how did Bella and Alice's mom die?"
"Cancer," Rose told me. "You should meet Charlie. He's a quiet guy, but he's sports nut just like you. You'd really like him."
"Yeah, when you told me about his TV I knew he was mine kid of dude," I joked cutting the light at the top of the stairs.
We walked nearly in silence all the way up to my room. We stopped in front of my door, two awkward 13 year olds all over again. I knew she was going to move down with me when we got back to school, but that was still a few weeks away and this was just the first night. I didn't know if I should tell her what I really wanted.
I thought about how to phrase the words.
"Can I sleep with you tonight?" she asked, taking the pressure off. I breathed an internal sigh of relief.
Thank God.
"Of course. I was going to ask you, but I didn't want you to think I –" I started.
"That you wanted to screw me on the first night?"
"Pretty much."
"You know Emmett, you haven't kissed me in a couple hours," she said with this sexy ass grin that instantly made me hard.
I playfully mushed her forehead. "It's cause your breath stinks."
"You motherfucker," she laughed, jabbing me in the stomach.
"All right. You asked for it." I grabbed her face between my hands, looking deeply into her eyes. Slowly I leaned closer to her, my gaze shifting to her lips. Rose watched me carefully, her breath hitching.
"Em, I think you were smelling your own breath," she whispered, with a straight face. "Your breath smells like shit."
"I know. You should taste it." Softly, I brushed my lips up hers and then back down. On the way back up, the very tip of my tongue grazed her bottom lip. An almost inaudible whimper slipped through her lips and her eyes slid closed. I pressed my lips to hers, then. Hers parted, begging to be kissed more thoroughly. I complied, massaging her lips with mine. Her delicious taste spread across my mouth and I drank her in.
Finally after a short minute I let her go. Her eyes blinked open and she looked up at me slightly bewildered. I felt the exact same way.
"I'll – uh, be back in a minute. I gotta go change," she said.
"Okay." I couldn't help, but chuckle.
I watched her walk down the hall. She turned once and glanced over her shoulder and waved at me.
HOLY SHIT. SHE'S SO CUTE!
I drifted into my room, my head still swirling with the taste of her. I pulled off my jeans and my shirt and riffled through my drawers looking for the pajama pants my mom had given me earlier in the week.
Suddenly my phone beeped. I fished it out of my pants and looked at the display.
It was a text message from Rosalie.
What color do you like best on me? Pink or Blue?
She could be wearing shit brown and I wouldn't care, but if I'd learned one things from Nessie and Mom, it was that questions like this actually needed an answer. I had to play along.
I smiled, texting her back.
Blue…it'll match your eyes.
God, I'm so gay.
Awww, baby.
I dug up my iPod and flipped to one of the hundred some odd mixes Edward had made Jazz and me. I got to the one he liked to call "Sleep Sounds", a list of instrumentals that you could easily doze off to, but that had subtle romantic melodies. It was the perfect soundtrack for Rose to fall asleep to or for us to make love to. Either way, we'd be together.
I sat down on my bed and waited for Rose. Luckily I didn't have to wait for long.
I looked up when I heard a soft knock on my already open door.
HOLY FUCKING SHIT!!!
My mouth had to be hanging open, drool pooling at my ankles.
There standing in my doorway was Rosalie, my smoking hot, ridiculously sexy girlfriend, wearing- well I don't know what the hell you actually call it – but she was wearing the smallest piece of lingerie I had ever seen. It was light blue, of course, nearly the exact color of her eyes and pretty much only covered the parts I really wanted to get to.
It was no secret that Rose's breasts were large and perky, but GOOD LORD, the pieces of lace barely covered her full brown nipples which were completely erect. My eyes followed the strip of fabric down her stomach to her gorgeous pussy, completely clean shaven. I blinked, trying not to have stroke.
"Are you going to invite me in?" she purred at me.
I regained my composure, stood and walked over to her slowly. I leaned towards her and pressed my lips to her ear.
"You are so beautiful," I whispered. I pulled back to look her in the eye and saw that she was blushing.
"I bet you say that to all the girls," she smiled up at me.
"No. Just Jake," I smirked at her. "Would you like to come lay down, sweetie?" I didn't want assume anything, even though she was wearing this 'fuck me' outfit. She was pretty tired.
She didn't say anything. Instead she looked down, took my hand and led me over to the bed. She pulled me around in front of her and I guessed that she wanted me to sit down. When I did, she walked in between my legs, placing her hands on my shoulders. I looked up at her and my right hand found the curve of her thigh. I gently traced the lines under her soft skin.
"Is this what my hard earned cash paid for?" I asked. I ran my nose across her stomach, taking in the fresh scent of her skin, while she answered.
"Yes. One of the things, anyway," she replied.
I wanted to take her and throw her on the bed and ravage her, but I wanted her to be comfortable. I didn't want to rush things. This was her show. We'd do whatever she wanted.
"Emmett?"
"Yes, baby?" I looked up into her beautiful eyes. I could see the love and the lust and the passion burning there. She took a small step back, our eyes locked in each others' gaze, as I stood and wrapped my arms around her. I kissed her then, deep and slow, drawing her closer to my body. She moaned softly as our lips parted and met again. I turned us both and lowered her gently onto my bed. I was careful to shift my weight over her, propping myself up on my left elbow.
I pulled back to looked at her. She gazed back and reached up and cupped my cheek. A small smile pulled across her lips. Then she lifted her head up slightly and reached behind her neck and untied the top of her little scrap of temptation. She didn't pull it down, but left the loose tie out on the pillow. I assumed the rest was up to me.
I leaned forward, kissing her neck. My fingers softly traced her stomach and I felt her body arch under touch as I slid my tongue from her edge of her jaw down to her collarbone.
Her fingers wrapped around the back of my head and she stroked my hair while I continued to taste her.
I pulled one side of her the lingerie down, exposing her breasts. I couldn't remember how many times I'd dreamt about having a face to face with Rosalie's breasts. My imagination could not hold a candle to the real thing. I watched them carefully, as I slowly traced one of her nipples with the tip of my finger. I glanced up to see Rose biting her lip, watching my hands intently.
My hand went down to her waist and pulled her whole body closer to mine. I leaned over her and took the swollen tip into my mouth.
"Em," she breathed loud. It was so fucking sexy. I traced it over and over with my tongue. The taste of her was mouthwatering. I wanted more.
Slowly, still, I sat up a little and began to remove the rest of the article of under wear. I kissed every inch of her breasts, every line of her stomach as I pulled it down to her waist. I rose to my knees and she lifted her hips, giving me room to pull it all the way off. Money well spent for ten whole minutes of wear.
"Slide up a little, baby," I whispered. Rosalie pulled herself up, pressing her shoulders against the wall. I slid back on my stomach preparing to worship her body fully.
I kissed the inside her thighs, all the way up to where they met. She was dripping. Her pussy lips were perfect, with a hint of pink. I slowly drew my tongue up the length of her long slit. She tasted fucking amazing. I looked up as her head fell back, with a soft thud against the wall.
I slid one finger inside of her, teasing her g-spot very gently and pressed my lips back to her clit. The taste of her honey filled me completely as licked and sucked, watching her chest rise and fall, her hips gently bucking towards me every time I withdrew my finger.
I could have tasted her like this forever, but my body was aching to be inside her. I had to make love to her.
I rose to my knees and stepped off the bed. I pulled down my pants and kicked them into the corner. I looked down at Rosalie. Her hands slid up over her head and she pushed against the wall, shifting her body further down the bed. She closed her legs, rubbing them together, biting her lip.
My hands slid over my very hard dick, giving it a few good strokes.
"Do I need protection, baby?" I asked quietly. She could have been on the pill, but I had no idea.
"No," she breathed shaking her head slightly.
I climbed on the bed, my body now over hers and I kissed her sweet lips once more.
"I love you," she said searching my eyes. I knew what she saw there, the love I had for her had to be reflecting back. I couldn't contain it.
"I love you, Rosalie. Always." She opened up for me and I slid in.
She was unbelievably tight, unbelievably perfect.
"Emmett," she moaned. That was all the motivation I needed to continue filling her at a slow, steady pace.
As we touched, I become more and more aware of how every inch of my body craved her, how every inch of my body needed her. Her soft skin on mine, her sweet breath fanning across my neck. Her moans were the sweetest sound I'd ever heard. Her hands caressing the muscles of my back felt like heaven.
"I love you," I moaned. Her body began to tremble beneath me. I pumped a little harder, digging a little deeper. She tilted her hips up slightly, her body begging for more. After a few more strokes, my baby started coming.
"Em," she moaned over and over. I kissed her cheeks, still inside her. She brought her lips to mine and our tongues met, tasting each other.
I rolled slowly pulling her on top of me.
She leaned close, her hands on either side of my head. I took her left nipple into my mouth and felt a shudder of pleasure ripple through her body. My body trembled in response. She began to ride me, grinding her pussy along my length. The feeling was unbelievable. My hips rose and fell, meeting her every motion as she slid up and down me.
I pulled her closer to me, thrusting myself deeper and harder.
"Tell me if I'm hurting you, baby." I grunted.
"I'm fine. Don't stop. Please. Don't stop," she panted. That wouldn't be a problem. I kept up my rhythm, grinding harder and harder into her. I used my hand, gripped on her perfect ass, to guide her body into my thrusts.
"Em, I'm gonna come. I'm gonna come," she panted.
Quickly I sat up, hugging her to me. The motion thrust me up into her as far as I could go. Her pussy clenched around me as she grinded up against me several more times. My body couldn't hold on any longer.
We came together. As I filled her with every drop of me, it became utterly clear, I had to make her mine, forever.
I lowered Rose gently back onto the bed, pulling out of her. After a few minutes our breathing calmed and the trembling our bodies stopped. Her hand slipped down to my dick and she began stroking me, getting me completely hard all over again.
"Would it be too much if I said I wanted to do it again?" she whispered against my cheek. Did I mention she was perfect.
I smiled, chuckling a little. "No baby. Not at all" I rolled onto her again, kissing her, deep.
We made love again and again, late into the night. When we were both pleasantly exhausted, I held Rosalie, kissing her face every so often, until she fell asleep.
This had been the single best day of my life. Finally Rosalie was mine. Finally I was able to say all things I wanted to say to her, finally I was able to love her the way I wanted to. She was amazing, as a lover and a partner, more loving and caring and open then I could have imagined her as a friend. I couldn't imagine my life without her now. I couldn't imagine a day where I would not want to see her face, a time when I wouldn't love the sound of her laugh or the way her smile made me feel.
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I slept for a few hours, but all the thoughts running through my head forced me to wake up early in the morning. Rose was sound asleep. She was so beautiful. I hated to leave her, but I had something to take care of. I had to talk to Alice.
I lay there a few minutes more, just watching her. She rolled over, the soft skin of her bare back facing me. I smiled looking at her tan that had already faded in the few weeks since we'd been away from school.
I gently traced the lines of her shoulders, all the way down to the small of her back. I made myself stop then. Another second more, I would find myself waking her with light kisses across her neck. I wanted nothing more then to make love to her again, but I did need to talk to Alice.
I forced myself out of bed, pulling the covers around her. I grabbed a tattered hoodie out of my closet and threw on my jeans. Alice and Jasper were no doubt still in bed, so headed up to his room to find her. Surprisingly, they were awake.
"Come in," Jasper said as I knocked on the door. When I opened it I was glad to see they were both semi dressed, or at least covered. Jasper was still under the sheets and Alice was sitting on the bed facing him, wearing his t-shirt.
"Morning," Alice said brightly. I wondered if she was that perky and cheery 24 hours a day.
"Hey man, what's up?" Jasper said.
"Nothing. You guys have fun last night?" I asked leaning against the door frame.
"Yeah, we missed you guys. You should have come," Alice said.
"We had a nice time here too," I admitted.
"I bet you did," Jasper said. "So what's going on? It's a little early isn't it?"
"Actually I needed to talk to Alice. Is it cool if I sit down?" I knew Jasper wouldn't care, but I didn't want to interrupt if they were just taking a break before their next romp between the sheets.
"Of course man." Jasper sat up then, motioning towards the chair near his bed. I flopped down and took a deep breath.
"Whatcha need Em?" Alice teased.
"Well… I want to ask Rose to marry me." I wasn't about the bullshit this morning. There was no point. Alice blinked staring at me. I think she was in shock.
"What the hell did you guys do last night?" Jazz asked.
"Nothing," I laughed. "I've just loved her for a long time. I just know. This is the right move."
"I need Bella." Alice jumped out of bed and sprinted down the hall.
Jasper turned to me. "You're serious?"
"Yes."
"Well fuck. More power to you. That's pretty—that's incredible. Good for you."
"I just want what mom and dad have you, know. They didn't fuck around. They met and they just knew. We don't need to run to Vegas or anything. I'm not in a hurry, but I want to put the ring on her finger."
Just then Alice came back in the room, dragging Bella by the hand. Alice pulled her to the bed, making her sit. She was still half asleep. Edward was a few paces behind them. Poor fool appeared to be butt ass naked, wrapped in his comforter. He flopped down on Jazz's couch and fell right back asleep.
"Okay, Say again?" Alice said.
"I. Want To Ask. Your sister. To Marry Me." I said the words slow, so there was no confusion.
Bella rubbed her eyes. "So ask her," she said, then coughed and laid her head on Alice's shoulder. I was a little shocked, by her non-reaction.
"Well I mean I wanted to know what you guys think first. You mean the world to her. You know her best," I said.
"You love her, right?" Bella asked.
"Of course."
"And you're gonna take really good care of her, right?," Bella yawned then continued. "And I mean really good care of her?"
"Definitely." I asserted.
"Okay. Then ask her." Bella closed her eyes again, her head still on Alice.
"You pick out a ring yet?" Alice asked glaring at me.
"No. For some reason you seem like the right person to help me with that."
"Oh, Emmett you are learning so fast. Well, first you have to call her mom and I know our Dad will want to talk to you. He loves her too, so much."
"I'd planned on doing that," I agreed.
"Em's very thorough," Edward, said rolling over, his eyes still closed. "Love, come here." Bella walked over to him and crawled on the couch. They were so weird, but I had other things to worry about.
"Emmett. We'll give you our parents number," Bella mumbled making herself comfortable.
"Thanks." I said.
"Whoa. Party in Jasper's room." We all turned to see Nessie standing in the doorway. "What's going on?"
"I'm going to ask Rosalie to marry me," I informed her.
"Oh, taking things slow. That's good," Nessie said. Alice giggled. Nessie walked over to me and kissed me on the forehead.
"That's great Em. I'm really happy for you guys," she continued. "Ladies, may I speak to my brothers in private for a moment?"
"No," Edward growled, hugging Bella tighter.
Nessie got instantly agitated.
OH FUCK. WHAT HAPPENED NOW?
Nessie rarely got like this. The last time I'd seen this particular look on her face, she didn't speak to the three of us for almost three months.
"Bella, did you know that Edward sucked his thumb until he was 14? He had to get braces. Twice." She turned to Alice then. "And Jasper is lactose intolerant. Cheese gives him awful gas, but for some reason he wont stop eating it."
I was thankful Rose was asleep.
"Shall I keep going?" She asked.
"No! Good God woman. We'll leave," Alice laughed. She walked over the couch and pulled Bella up. "Eddie, we'll be down in your room." He grunted.
When they were gone, Nessie sat down next to Jasper.
"Okay. You have our undivided attention. Go ahead," Edward growled, rolling to face the back of the couch again.
Nessie's nostrils flared and then the storm clouds came rushing in.
Leave it to Edward to fuck up my perfectly good morning.
"Well I was going to ask you, but now I'm telling you. I've decided to transfer to UMiami. AND I think I might have feelings for Jake."
Then, Edward sat up.
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There's a picture of Rosalie's lingerie on Twilighted and on the forum thread for this story. Check it out.
I hope you all liked it. Emmett is just a different kind of guy. I know a lot of you missed Jake, but don't worry. I'm not done with him yet. And I know Rose is keeping a lot of stuff from Emmett. But she's not going to cheat on him EVER, telling him would just cause unnecessary pain. Sorry, not gonna take it there.
Oooo and my boyfriend, who wishes I'd never read Twilight, was looking over my shoulder reading this and told me that I shouldn't use the word "dick" if I was trying to be romantic. I asked him what I should say instead and he still hasn't gotten back to me. I'll post a boyfriend approved version when it's available.
Nessie is next. FINALLY.