A/N: I know I suck and I'm sorry this took forever. Hope you all don't hate me too much.
Last time on Need You Now...
"Don't get that look on your face, man. I want you to lay down." He turned me around and pushed me till I was sitting on the edge of the bed.
"Scoot back."
I did as he asked and watched him move to sit between my legs.
Once he was on his knees, I closed my eyes and waited. When I felt a long, slow lick from the base of my cock to the tip, I also heard a click and a low hum come from Bella's direction.
Holy fuck.
This was turning out to be one of the best fucking nights of my life.
Every night with these two seemed to be.
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I opened my eyes and watched as Edward took me fully in his mouth. The smooth skin of his lips and tongue with the occasional swipe of his whiskers was driving me in-fucking-sane.
"Fuck, Edward. You're – oh god – fucking good," I groaned, trying to hold back and make this last as long as possible.
He moaned a 'mm-hmm' against me, never stopping the licking and fantastic sucking his mouth was doing. I was quickly short of breath, grabbing at the sheets above my head as I felt my abs flex and shake with fucking intense pleasure.
Fuck, I couldn't even count the number of blow jobs I'd had from girls. Some of them had been pretty good, but Edward and the things he did with his tongue surpassed all of them.
He made Bella come in at a close second, and that was saying something, 'cause that girl gave amazing head.
Thinking about Bella made me glance at her. Edward and I were positioned at the end of the bed, and when I turned my head to see Bella's legs spread, her hand making the toy run wild over her clit as she held the headboard tightly with the other, I groaned. She was quietly moaning as her eyes fixed on Edward moving over me.
I got lost in the view of her, trying like hell to last and wanting to cum at the same time. Her hips flexed and jerked as her thighs seems to shake. It was as if she were waiting for me, but having a difficult time doing so.
"You can cum, baby," I said, and her eyes met mine. She whimpered. "I'm gonna try and make this last," I groaned, "as long as fucking possible."
I closed my eyes, trying to gain some sort of control to keep talking. "It feels too fucking – shit – good to let go."
I half panted, half moaned as Edward did some sort of magic flick of his tongue while he brought his hands to my stomach, sinking his nails into my abs.
"Fucking, hell!" I yelled, grabbing at the back of his head, running my fingers through his hair until I got a good grip and tugged.
This whole making it last bullshit was ending quickly.
Edward released me for a second, just trailing slow licks along my shaft as he breathed against me.
"Don't hold out; I promise this won't be the last time I do this," he said, sucking on the tip then releasing it again. "You're far too fucking hot with your abs flexing and the sounds you're making for me not to."
He continued to kiss and lick along my shaft, my hips, my 'V', and I kept my fingers in his hair as he explored my lower half with his tongue.
"And Emmett," he added.
I grunted in response, not sure if I could even say a simple 'yeah'.
"If you keep pulling my hair like that, I might have to tie you up next time."
I whimpered.
"You are distracting me with how good it feels, and I'm trying to focus on making you cum. So just go."
Shit.
With that, he completely surrounded my cock and swallowed once the tip was at the back of his throat. Two more head bobs and a lot of hair pulling later...I couldn't help it...I was right fucking there. I just needed something to top me off.
I turned my head again to focus on Bella; I figured watching her get herself off would be enough to do the trick.
When her eyes locked with mine, her body froze before she shook the bed so hard as her orgasm hit her, our names fell past her lips in moans over and over.
Knowing she finished was enough for me.
"Edward, shit, I'm cumming," I moaned so fucking loud as I came. I didn't even give Edward adequate notice to move off me before I was shooting inside his mouth.
"Sorry, fuck, shit, sorry," I rambled as my stomach jerked and my hips moved my cock further in his mouth.
He didn't back away until I finished, and I watched in awe as his Adam's apple flexed when he swallowed.
"Shit, Edward...um...you didn't have to do that. I wouldn't have cared if you ran to the sink or whatever."
I made a weird face. It was one thing for me to swallow his jizz, but he sure as shit didn't need to return the gesture.
"I wanted to," he smiled as he backed away, sitting on his calves.
"Fucking okay then."
I laid there, trying to catch my breath as I soaked in the most perfect feeling ever.
Shit, that felt amazing.
I moved my hands over my face when I felt Bella's soft skin move along my side as she curled her body against me, kissing my cheek before resting her head against my shoulder.
"That was the hottest fucking thing I have ever seen."
Her voice was rough and the words vibrated against my chest.
I pulled her naked body closer to me as she draped her leg over my thigh. "Thanks, baby," I breathed against her hair, taking time to place a kiss on her forehead.
Edward cleared his throat causing me to look up at him.
"Is there room for me?"
As if he would have to ask.
"Of course, man. There is always room for you."
Edward smiled, crawling toward the unoccupied space on my left side. He curled himself against me, draping his arm across my stomach.
I closed my eyes. Feeling both of them against me was, for lack of a better word, fucking perfect.
I had never been so content, happy, elated and overwhelmed at the same time.
When I felt Edward's hand move across my stomach and stop, I opened my eyes to see him lace his fingers with Bella's. He pulled her hand to his lips, kissing her fingers before he placed both of their hands over my heart.
I'm sure they could feel my heart stop, 'cause it sure as fuck did. Not because of where they put their hands, but the three little words I heard fall from Edward's lips.
"I love you."
I can't even repeat it.
Don't be such a fucking pansy.
How do you always find the perfect time to show up?
I got skills.
Oh, you mean the skills to piss me off and make me question if I need medical help?
Quit being such a drama queen.
Drama queen? Are you fucking serious with this shit?
I'm just trying to help, as always.
How are you helping me this time?
You need to deal with those three little words.
I don't wanna.
You have to.
No, I don't.
Yes, you do.
Nope.
Yup.
No.
Alright. You are acting like a kid. They're just words, Emmett.
Yeah, words that could change everything. Ruin everything.
How could they ruin everything?
They always have in the past.
This time could be different.
This time could be different...
I tried to process the last thought, hoping that this time could be different, 'cause once I opened my heart, once I repeated those words, their was no going back.
I felt Bella smile against my chest and heard her take in deep breath before she said it, too.
"I love you, Edward."
I let out the breathe I was holding, opening my eyes to see them both smiling at each other and laughed at myself for getting worked up over nothing.
That was when they turned their attention to me. I gulped.
"What?" I asked.
I knew what was coming. I knew it, and I wanted to bolt. I wanted to jump off the bed and come up with some lame excuse that I had to leave, to walk Sarah or some shit.
So I did.
"I love –" Bella managed to get out.
I pulled my arms from behind the both of them and sat up, quickly shoving myself to the edge of the bed and standing up.
"Did you guys hear that?" I mumbled, grabbing my pants and shirt off the floor.
I was hopping on one foot, trying like hell to get my pants on when Bella came up behind me. Edward watched from the bed, his forehead creased with worry as he saw me struggle with my clothes.
"What are you talking about, Em? Come back to bed," Bella ran her hands down my arm, and I looked at her for a split second.
Big fucking mistake.
She was all breasts and tight tummy,and bare pussy and boobies, firm ass, long hair, sexy fucking lips and hard nipples.
My knees gave out.
"No," I replied a little too loudly, shaking my head so I could think straight. She was using her sexy body voodoo shit on me, and I needed to leave.
She looked hurt, and I watched her as I bounced on my other leg, finally getting my pants on and throwing on my shirt.
"I'm sorry. I think I hear Sarah, and I need to take her out before it gets too late and she shits on my carpet again." I gave Bella a kiss on her cheek, moving to Edward who was still on the bed. He was still watching me, not saying anything.
I grabbed his face and met his lips with mine, moaning into his mouth as I tasted him, traces of me still on his full fucking lips.
I pulled away, resting my forehead against his, squeezing my eyes shut.
"I'll be right back."
We all knew I wouldn't be, but I would be back eventually.
I just needed to think.
And running away seemed like the best option in that second.
I ran my fingers through the soft hair along his neck, before I let go and left the room.
I couldn't risk another glance at Bella. I didn't want to see if I hurt her by leaving. I knew I had, and her eyes would would tell me everything.
I was too much of a coward to face it. I shut the door behind me and rested my head against it.
"What the hell was that about?" I heard Bella ask through the door.
"He just needs time, baby. I think you scared him with the whole 'I love you' talk."
"Oh, really? Why? He has to know how I feel about him." The bed squeaked, and I could picture her sitting next to Edward.
"I'm sure he does. It's hard for him, with everything that happened with..."
"Her."
"Yeah. So we just have to take it slow, I guess."
I heard Edward sigh.
"But I want him to know, Edward. I love the both of you, so much that it scares me."
I walked away at the sound of Edward's quiet voice telling Bella it was okay, and he loved her, too.
Half of me wanted to turn around and barge through the door, grabbing both of them and showing them how I felt. If I couldn't tell them, I could at least show them for fuck's sake. But the other half was stronger, and guarding my heart was the most important thing right now.
I wouldn't let myself think about what happened the last time I told someone I loved them.
Sarah was laying on the couch, head cocked to the side, watching me.
"Don't look at me like that."
She whined at me before letting out a small yelp.
"I know. I'm a fucking idiot. Now lets go, before I change my mind, and you," I paused, moving closer to her and scratching her ears, "have to wait till morning."
It took Sarah a second, before she bolted off the couch and ran to the door. I followed her and hooked up her leash. I grabbed my warm hat and gloves as I shoved my feet in my sneakers.
I took one last look at Edward's bedroom door. It wasn't too late for me to change my mind and go back to them. I shook my head, trying to clear my thoughts. It was better if I left them alone for a bit, anyway.
At least, that was what I was going to keep telling myself.
I went to turn the knob on the front door when I heard footsteps behind me. Edward was standing there, fully clothed and watching me. He had the same concerned look on his face from when we were in the bedroom. I fucking hated that look. He didn't need to be concerned about me. I was a big boy, I could take care of myself; I could deal with this whole 'I love you' shit on my own.
It was just momentary paranoia on my part, nothing more.
Who really cared if the last person I told I loved them left me? Who really cared that I thought she was 'the one'? Who fucking cared that I would have done anything to get her back? It wasn't such a huge deal that I was catatonic for a couple weeks when I woke up to find her gone.
I hadn't realized it until Edward came up to me, running his hand along my back while I hunched over, my hands on my knees...I was hyperventilating.
"Breathe, man. Everything's fine," Edward stated calmly.
"She," gasp, "you," gasp, "both," gasp, "will leave," choke, "me."
I tried to take one fucking breath, just one to help clear my head, but I couldn't. I just felt dizzy and shit...I needed to lay down or something. I slid to the floor, forcing my head between my knees so I wouldn't pass out.
"You're talking nonsense right now, Emmett. We're not going anywhere, and you know it." Edward stopped rubbing my back and grabbed my chin, forcing me to look at him.
"I don't," I answered, closing my eyes so I could be oblivious to any hurt I might inflict by saying that.
My breathing was becoming more regular when Edward backed away from me, and I heard the couch cushion move.
"Well, shit, Emmett," he sighed.
I opened my eyes to see him run his hand through his hair.
"That's a big fucking problem, then."
He put his head in both his hands, pulling on his sexy fucking hair that I loved.
I was momentarily jealous that I wasn't the one running my hands through it.
I bounced the back of my head on the front door. Trying to knock some sense into myself? I wasn't sure, but it did help divert my attention to my now throbbing head.
Sarah whined, her paw came up to scratch my arm.
I stopped with the head banging and rubbed her head.
"I didn't forget, Sarah. Come on, lets go."
I stood up, fixing my gloves and hat before grabbing her leash that I had dropped.
"I'm sorry, Edward."
And I was. Not only for bolting from the bedroom, but being honest with him that I was really fucking scared of losing them.
"Yeah," he sighed. "This conversation is far from fucking over. You got that?"
He stood up, his forehead was creased, his lip set in a firm line. This time he didn't look concerned at all, just determined.
He moved to stand in front of me with such perfect strides, that I moved my back against the front door.
Edward pressed me closer to the door with his body flush against mine. The force he held over me didn't escape my notice, and the small whimper I let out as he shoved his palm flat against the solid wood next too my head, didn't escape his.
His face was inches from mine.
"You're my best friend Emmett, the only person that I can tell everything to," he breathed against my cheek. "The only other man I want in my life, ever. As my lover and my friend. Don't walk away from me, or Bella, again." He backed away from me with the last word.
I could only nod in response. His body that close to me did weird shit to my comprehension skills. I heard him, but forming a sentence to reply was fucking useless.
"Now go walk Sarah and hurry back," he smiled, and I smiled right back at him.
I was like a goofy teenager. He could pull me out of any fucked up mood I was in just by his smile alone. Anytime I saw him smile, it was like an automatic reflex and I had to smile back. Sometimes I even found myself giggling when I did, and that shit was not cool.
"Okay," I finally forced past my lips.
I turned to leave, hopefully for real this time, when Edward stopped me again.
"Oh, Emmett. One other thing."
The grip he had on my shoulders and the speed he used to flip me around to shove me back against the door almost knocked the wind out of me.
His lips met mine, his tongue searched so desperately until it found its match waiting for him. When they met, the moan that escaped him caused a low groan to spill from me.
Kissing Edward was like nothing I could describe. It was anything and everything and so fucking perfect, all rolled up into one big ball.
His hands were on my neck, the knit cap I had on shifted with the movements from our kiss. I was a disheveled mess, and I loved every second of it.
When he backed away, he adjusted my hat, giving me one last peck on the lips.
"I love you, Emmett."
With those simple words he walked away. I watched as he made his way back to the bedroom, closing the door behind him where Bella waited on the other side.
'I love you, Emmett.'
"I love you too, Edward," I whispered.
I wasn't quite ready for him to actually hear it, but I needed to say it out loud, anyway. Someday soon, I would tell him. I would tell Bella that I loved her, too, because I did.
Admitting it to myself was the first step, and I had hope that they would stay with me until I could speak the words out loud.
For now, though, I would go for my run with Sarah. She was the only girl I said 'I love you' to, and I knew she wasn't going anywhere. The part about her being my dog and I being the one who fed her and took care of her wasn't the point. Hey, at least I could say the words to someone.
If I could get past the useless worry and trust Edward when he said they weren't going anywhere, everything would be fine and fucking dandy.
Maybe I could say them to an actual human being, not just my dog.
When I did tell them, I knew everything would change. I was just hoping it would be for the better. I wouldn't have to be careful to hide that side of me, 'cause once I gave them that piece of me, my heart, there was no going back.
A/N: Thank you as always to my wonderful and amazing beta, Sparagus. I love you more than I could ever express in words.
If you ever want to chat about this or whatever, you can find me on Twitter under addict2twili79. Stupid thing won't let me use my full pen name.
Until next time...
