"EMMETT" I screamed through my laughter as Emmett threw me over his shoulder. He then tossed me on his bed. His laugh rumbled through the house as he pounced over me making sure none of his weight was on me. I tried to hold in my laugh, while our eyes locked looking deep inside each other. We have been together for three months now. Everyday I think he can't fall any deeper for me, but then I look into his eyes and I know that he has fallen just a little deeper.
"What's going on in here, y'all?" I heard Jasper by the door. Emmett smiled down at me kissing my nose.
"Nothing just attacking my baby, for making fun of our costumes." Emmett chuckled still looking at me.
"I'm just saying. We should at least do it, if we are going to rep it." I giggled from under him.
"Do what?" Missy asked with a giggle. We had came over to the boys house to hang out, before getting ready for the Halloween party. I opened my mouth to tell her but Emmett's lips pressed against mine.
"It's a secret," Emmett mumbled, kissing me. I giggled wrapping my arms around his neck, trying to force him closer to me. When he didn't move to me, I wrapped my legs around his waist pulling myself closer to him. My hips grinded against his causing him to hiss in my ear. "Babe."
"What? Don't say you don't like it. I know you do," I said pressing myself against the tent in his pants.
"Yeah ok, ugh Sam will you be ready in 20 minutes?" Missy asked shyly from somewhere in the room.
"Yes, she will," Emmett said looking back towards the door. I started to kiss his neck twirling my tongue around his cool skin. I love the way his skin tasted. It's a light sweet taste that lingers on my tongue leaving a tiny tingle. "Baby. Love. Honey. Sweetie. Babe, please," Emmett whined, slightly pushing against my core.
"Emmett," I moaned from the friction he created. My hips gained a mind of their own moving against him. My head fell back onto the pillow while my panties grew wet. My clit tingled with the much needed friction. My hands found their way into my hair. I pulled while biting on my bottom lip.
"Holy shit," Emmett whispered frozen in place while my hips moved at a steady pace pressing harder into him. I opened my eyes and looked right into Emmett's. The lust gaze he held sent mini fireworks off in the pit of my stomach that traveled to my core. It made me quiver from under him. Emmett's lips crashed into mine. Even with his gentle nature, I felt the passion of desire spill out into it.
"Ahhh fuck." I mumbled against his lips, unbuttoning my pants. I tried to wiggle my way out of them.
"Baby, Missy wants to leave soon." Emmett groaned, moving his lips to my neck. I freed myself from my pants, moaning louder, and felt his member grind into me. Emmett roughly sucked at my neck.
"Oh My GOD, yes fuck." I hissed, feeling my juices seeping through my lace pink panties, and clinging to my thighs.
"Fuck, baby. Do you have any idea how bad I want you?" Emmett moaned slightly, thrusting into me. I pushed at his chest so he would move. He looked at me confused, adjusting his pants. I licked my lips tugging at his pants.
"Take them off." I demanded. Reaching down between my thighs, I rubbed circles over my mound.
"Baby-" I could hear the protest begging to escape his lips.
"Just your pants, please, Emmett. Leave your boxers on." Emmett's eyes were locked on my hand as it rubbed its circles. I sat up on my knees as Emmett kicked his pants off, laying down on his back. He watched my every move as I straddled over him. His cool hands slid up from my hips to under my shirt. My hips began to rock back and forth in a slow motion. My eyes stayed locked on Emmett's. I pulled my shirt up over my head, exposing my matching bra.
"Son of a…..holy hell… Baby, you have no idea how fucking hot you are!" Emmett said, barely moving his lips to speak, as his eyes roamed over my body.
"Emmmmm fuck. God it feels so good," I moaned as his hands roamed lightly over my body. My pace picked up and a slight bounce was added. My breasts spilled out over my bra. Emmett's hands found my hips pushing me down on him, guiding my rocking motion.
"Fuck, baby. You're going to make me cum." Emmett groaned watching me. Seeing his eyes grow hungry for my body made my lower stomach tighten as my release quickly crept up on me.
"Em, I'm close. Fuck, oh god, Em." I called out moving in fast circles over his rock hard member. Emmett sat up supporting my lower back so I wouldn't fall off. His lips attacked my spilled out breast.
"Fuck, Sam." Emmett moaned sucking at my chest. His grip tightened around my waist.
"Fuck, oh my GOD! EMMETT!" I called out just as I was hit with a sudden rush of pleasure that coursed through my body.
"OH FUCK BABY!" Emmett growled from deep in his chest. Before I even knew what was going on, Emmett had us flipped over. His lips wrapped around mine. His tongue assaulted mine, while his body shook over me. I panted under him, coming down from my high. Emmett pulled back. He looked at me. Resting on his elbows, he carefully watched where he placed his weight. "Damn Babe, I never, I mean, I didn't think. Fuck how did you?" Emmett stumbled over his words. I smirked at him.
"What? You never dry fucked before?" I held in my giggle. Emmett was about to say something when there was a knock on the door.
"Go away, Jasper!" Emmett growled jumping up throwing a blanket over me.
"Missy wants to go get ready, Em." Jasper said with a tone I couldn't quite pick up.
"Yeah, ok. Go away, homo!" Emmett snapped looking back at me with a smirk. I dropped the blanket standing up, going over to where I had flung my pants on Emmett's study chair. I wiggled my way into my pants, watching Emmett pull his on.
"We're all going to be late now, you know that, right?" Emmett laughed handing me my shirt. I pulled it on shrugging my shoulders.
"I needed that." I said walking over kissing his cheek walking out of the room.
"You amaze me, woman." Emmett chuckled walking out behind me.
"It's about time. What were you –" Missy stopped talking, letting her mouth hang open. Edward walked up the stairs with his wife, looking right over at us.
"What?" I asked looking back at Emmett who was shirtless. Edward started to laugh as Emmett's eyes grew wide.
"You slut!" Missy giggled, playfully pushing me.
"What? He was changing his shirt," I said feeling my cheeks start to burn.
"Yeah, ok and how did you get the leopard print from your neck to your tits?" Missy pointed laughing, along with Edward, his wife Bella, and Jasper. I turned to face Emmett, who cracked a half smile. I ran to the restroom flicking the light on. I saw dark purple marks from my neck to over my chest.
"EMMETT!" I yelled from the rest room.
"I'm sorry, baby." Emmett leaned in the door. I went to smack him, but he jumped back. "It's ok though your mine anyway." He laughed, stepping back again as I walked out.
"Yours?" I questioned, raising an eyebrow at him. He smiled wide, crossing his arms over his chest.
"Yes, you're my baby." He smiled proudly. I smirked at him while an evil plan quickly formed in my mind.
"Well, Mr. Cullen, as much as the thought of being your's makes me quiver in delight, you never asked for the privilege. You should never assume anything. Thanks for helping me get off." I winked at him, walking away. I was trying not to laugh or look back at him. Jasper walked Missy and I out. Once I got in the car, Emmett ran out of the house still shirtless.
"Baby, I didn't mean it like that. I meant that you mean a lot to me. Don't be mad, Sam." He said, standing outside my window with worried eyes.
"Missy, lets go." I said, holding my straight face.
"But Sam he didn't mean-" "Missy, lets go, please," I said sucking in my smile. She rolled her eyes and as soon as they were out of sight, I started to laugh uncontrollably.
"Sam, care to explain?" Missy cracked a smile at my amusement, but was also confused.
"It's Halloween, Missy. I'm just going to have fun with MY Emmy." I giggled, explaining to her my master plan. She thought it was great, but mean at the same time. I'll make up for it, after I make my point.
"Damn, Missy, you look hot!" I said looking at her costume. She was wearing a skimpy, sexy, little military outfit. I'm assuming Jasper picked it out. It's his style. I swear that guys was in the military in another life. He loved the History channel and war crap. Missy thought it was cute. Emmett and I call it "snoring".
"I know right! I bet Jasper won't be able to keep his hands off me tonight. At least I'm hoping he won't," Missy said, looking at herself in the mirror. I laughed, shaking my head.
"Who is the slut now?" I teased throwing my eyeliner at her.
"You are, Miss Leopard." Missy teased back. " You look like a high school slut." Missy laughed looking me over. I rolled my eyes. Emmett and I are going as a football player and a cheerleader. Needless to say our team number is "69".
"Yeah well he is going to wish he didn't dress me up like this when I'm done with him," I said putting my lip-gloss on with a pop, before we headed out the door to what was supposed to be the party of the year.
The boys arrived to pick us up right on time. Missy answered the door, while I checked my hair and fixed my tits to peek out a little more. Yep tonight should be fun. Emmett is always fun to tease.
"Well, Missy, I think Jasper's private might just have salute you." Emmett chuckled, standing next to Jasper, who's eye's roamed over her body. I watched as Emmett squeezed through the door between the two. Missy was blushing looking at Jasper.
"Holy shit look at you, babes. Do a spin for me," Emmett said trying to walk in like nothing had happened before. I smiled at him turning away to grab my purse.
"I know I look good, Emmett. Thank you, though. The boys will be drooling tonight." I winked at him, walking past him and out the door. Missy rolled her eyes as me as I passed by. I heard Jasper chuckle to himself.
" Yep, they sure will. You better believe panties will be dropping the second I walk in after you." I heard Emmett say slyly, shutting the door behind him. I looked back at him to see if he was serious. Emmett smiled at me, while pulling his phone out. He shook his head looking up at me and smirked at me oddly. "I love Alice at times like these," Emmett proudly stated as we walked to Jaspers Jeep.
Once we walked into the party, I got a little nervous with all the half naked drunk girls running around. I looked back at Emmett, who was staring at my ass, and suddenly my confidence spiked. I knew I had him as much as he had me. I just wanted to tease him a little. I walked away with Missy to get some drinks, while the boys found us a good place to hang out before we started to dance.
"I hope you know what you're doing," Missy said, tasting the mixed drink she was making to test how strong it was. I looked back at the boys, who were making their way over to us, then to Missy.
"I got this. I just need to make a point," I said, taking a gulp of my Jack and Coke.
"What are you drinking, Gorgeous?" Jasper asked wrapping his arms around Missy, kissing her cheek.
I looked over at Emmett. He was talking to some girl, who's hands were on his chest. I took another couple gulps and walked away. Maybe he wasn't as serious about us as I thought he was. I saw Mike Newton, the school's jock strap. He wasn't the hottest thing to walk the earth, but a lot of girls wanted him. I checked my girls making sure they were in place before walking over to him.
"Damn, Mike. You look hot," I said pretending to fan myself off, looking over at him. He was in no way 'hot' and his costume looked homemade. To be honest, I wasn't a hundred percent sure what it was supposed to be. I glanced back over at Emmett, who was looking my way with a smirk.
"Yeah, you're looking pretty sexy yourself. Those shorts are awesome." I tried not to roll my eyes at Mike. It's not his fault that he isn't charming.
"Hey, Sam. Where is Emmett? Aren't you guys like a 'thing' now?" I turned around to see Tyler, a guy I had math class with. I smiled at him and looked around for Emmett. I was sure he was on his way over to beat the shit out of the guys, but what I saw was not what I was expecting. "Oh, wow. I guess not," Tyler said, spotting Emmett at the same time I did. My heart dropped in my stomach as I watched some slut rubbing her ass in Emmett's crotch. He looked right over at me, wiggling his eyebrows at me, then went back to practically fucking her on the dance floor.
"So, you're single then, Sam. Are you ready to mingle?" I looked back to Mike, this time noticeably rolling my eyes at him. I went to push past him, but he caught my arm. "Awe, come on, I was kidding. Come dance with me." I pulled my arm away from him walking in the other direction. I spotted Missy. She and Jasper where dancing, laughing, just having a good time. I would have went to her to talk, but I already knew she thought this was a bad idea. Why do I always get myself in trouble like this?
I went to the kitchen, where I made a strong drink. I watched as Emmett danced with the same girl, her hands where all over him. There was no denying it, I was madder than hell, and jealous as fuck. I wanted to beat the shit out of that girl.
"Hey, Sam. Having fun?" Missy said, taking a sip from my drink. My foot was tapping and I'm sure steam was fuming out of my ears.
"Yep, tons," I said, keeping it short trying not to look too bothered. I didn't want Missy to worry about me.
"Well, Sam, If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were about to kill someone. You sure you're ok?" Jasper said, standing tensely behind Missy. Once I saw the girls arms go around Emmett's neck and she pressed her body against his, I snapped. I slammed my cup down, threw my hair up in a quick bun and started towards them.
"SAM, WAIT!" Missy called out after me, but it was too late. I grabbed the girl's hair yanking her back.
"Get the fuck off my boyfriend!" I snapped, standing in front of Emmett.
"Your man? He just said he was single." She crossed her arms with a smirk. I shook my head balling my hands up into fists. I pulled my hand back, about to swing, when I was suddenly up in the air and thrown over Emmett's shoulder.
"LET ME GO!" I screamed pounding my fist into his stone-like back. "PUT ME DOWN, EMMETT! LET ME KILL HER!" I started to kick and scream as he headed out the front door.
"No, baby. I wont let you kill the innocent girl. You already hurt someone tonight." Emmett's voice was calm. I tried to wiggle my way out of his death grip, but I had no such luck.
"I didn't hurt anyone," I said more calmly, as he set me down pinning me between him and the car.
"Oh no? You didn't?" Emmett raised an eyebrow at me with a disappointed look. I crossed my arms, looking away from him. "Samantha, it doesn't feel good watching me with some other girl, does it? You claim me as your's, so why can't I claim you as mine?" Emmett's tone rumbled within his chest. My eyes flashed up to him. My heart suddenly felt like a knife was slicing through it.
"I'm such a bitch," I mumbled, unable to look at him. Emmett uncrossed his arms. Putting them on either side of me, he leaned against the car, resting his forehead on mine. "I don't know what I was thinking, Em." I mumbled feeling horrible about my stupid plan. Emmett took a deep breath.
"I don't know either, but I do know I shouldn't have assumed we were on the same page. You were right. I should have asked you and I get the point you were trying to make. Sam look at me." His tone grew softer with each word he spoke. I was too embarrassed to look into his eyes. So when I wouldn't look up, Emmett knelt down looking up into my eyes. "Why are you so indecisive with me?" he asked with pained eyes. His question caught me off guard.
"What?" I whispered, not understanding him at first.
"Baby, one day your loving, affectionate, and caring. The next day you push me way. Your answers are short. You cancel plans on me. You act like you don't know me. Why?" My mouth moved, but nothing came out. I didn't think I was like that with him. Not anymore anyway.
"I didn't realize I was doing that," I said, with a shiver as the cold night air whipped around me. Emmett cupped my cheek with his hand, rubbing soothing circles with his thumb.
"Well you do. I know you have been hurt before, but I'm not him. Sam, why are you making me pay for his mistakes?" Emmett's tone was so low I almost didn't catch what he said. Tears began to build up in my eyes while I tried to blink them away.
"I'm scared," I said with a crack in my tone.
"You have nothing to worry about. I'm here, and I'm not going any where," Emmett said, kissing my forehead.
"I don't think I could live if you ever just walked away from me," I said, feeling the pain in my heart as my mind flashed back to the hurt Paul had left me with. "Emmett, I never thought I would ever feel as alive, as loved and understood as I did with HIM, but here you are making me feel twice as good as I did with him and all you have to do is smile at me. I feel like maybe I gave in too soon. You hold my heart. You have it to do with what you please." I stopped talking, looking to the floor.
"All I want to do with your heart is to be loved by it. Your heart plays my favorite song. Sometimes when we watch movies and you fall asleep, I close my eyes and hear the steady musical beats your heart plays. I can't help but wonder if maybe, part of the reason it beats, is for me. Sometimes I can see you're having a bad dream. I know your uncomfortable. You mumble his name. I feel a slight pain but then you bring yourself closer to me. You hold on to me. You kiss my chest in your sleep and say my name, making sure it's me and suddenly your back at peace. Baby, I don't think you quite understand how whole you make me; how at ease you make me feel in my own skin. I can't live without a heart. I was dead. I had no heart. I had no reason. Baby, you're my heart; my reason to breath. Please, stop doubting me. Stop thinking the worst of me." I stared blankly into Emmett's eyes. Slow tears rolled down my cheeks as I listened to his speech. He was right. I d have nightmares about Paul, but not of him hurting me. They're of him being hurt. But in a lot of those dreams, Emmett has been the one to save him. Emmett was always the night in shining armor. Emmett was my hero. Without him, I would be lost in the world; lost in my head. He always brings my out of my nightmares, even when he isn't physically there. I have let Paul go, but there will always be something there, and I think Emmett knows that.
He cared about me. I could see it in his eyes. He cared about me, for me, everything about me, the good, the bad, the ugly. I cupped both sides of his face in my hands, staring in his eyes. Something that has yet to fail is me getting lost in them. "Emmett, I am scared but it's not for the reasons you think." I started to say, not believing I was about to admit this to him. I haven't even told Missy this. Emmett moved back furrowing his eyes, not understanding me. My heart began to wildly pound into my chest threatening to rip out. "Three months, Emmett. Three short months and you have become my air. Three months around you have made me feel like I matter. My thoughts and feelings are important to you. Emmett, I'm scared because in three months you have made me feel twice as good as Paul ever has, and it took him thirteen years. Emmett, I'm not scared that you will leave me. I'm not afraid you will hurt me. I'm scared, because you don't scare me. I know when I wake up you will be there. I know you will answer every phone call, and I know you will be there to catch every tear that falls. I'm scared because you made me fall in love with you in three months. Emmett, I love you. I'm in love with you." After the words left my mouth, my lungs for got how to work. I just told him I was in love with him. I just actually admitted my honest to god feelings for him, and he said nothing. Emmett stared at me blankly. Ok maybe I was scared he would hurt me, because my eyes started to water and my chest tightened into a million knots.
"Sam, baby, you have no idea. I, you, me, fuck, I'm at a lost for words." Emmett fell over his words, not taking his eyes off mine. Emmett moved closer to me. There was no more room between me, him and the car. I was starting to get light headed. "I love you, too," Emmett whispered with his lips an inch away from mine. His lips lightly brushed against mine, before moving to my neck, where he lightly kissed below my ear. "Baby, breathe," Emmett whispered in my ear. I sucked in a deep breath before his lips crashed into mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling myself up on him wrapping my legs around his waist. Emmett chuckled kissing my neck.
"We should go inside. Missy is probably worried about you." I threw my head back in frustration hitting it against the car.
"Ow," I groaned. Emmett laughed, rubbing my head for me.
"You ok?"
"Yeah, lets go inside. But later on tonight, you're mine." I said, with a shy smile blushing at the lust that filled his eyes.
"You can have me any way you want. Come on, Love, let's go party and make it known we're both taken." I laid my head on his shoulder, holding on to him. Emmett laughed hugging on to me. "Want me to carry you inside like this?" He teased, tickling my side. I squirmed around laughing.
"No. Stop. Em, please." I laughed, trying to pry his hands off me. Emmett smiled at me giving me a quick, chaste kiss on the lips.
"I love you." Emmett smiled at me, letting me down. He put his arm around my neck. We started to walk back inside, just as Missy ran out with Jasper right behind her.
"Sam, are you ok?" she asked as soon as she saw me. I smiled the biggest smile at her.
"Yes, I'm great. Why wouldn't I be? I mean, I am in love." I said, looking up at Emmett, who was smiling proudly down at me.
The rest of the night was great. We danced, drank, and laughed. By the time I got home, it was almost four in the morning. I was dead tired. Missy was somewhere with Jasper. I laid in bed looking over the pictures we had taken. I was too excited about me and Emmett that I couldn't sleep. I knew he wasn't home yet, so I called him already missing him. I put our pictures up on Facebook, while we talked about funny parts of the night, and set up our next date.
I ended up falling asleep still on the phone with Emmett. I woke up to the door to the room opening. I sat up seeing Missy walking in with sex hair wearing baggy pants and an oversized jacket. She looked at me blushing. I was going to make fun of her, but I saw I had a comment on a picture I had put up from the party. When I opened it, my heart dropped and old feelings rushed back to me. It was like I was right back to where I started.
"You must have lost your taste in men. At least be with a good looking guy, not big, dumb, and ugly." I didn't know what to think, say, or do. After all this time, why would Paul be writing to me now. What did it matter to him that I was with Emmett? After all, he left me without even a goodbye.
"Missy, look. What do I do?"