Chapter Twenty Five
I can feel the sunlight dancing across my face and I let out a yawn to welcome another depressing day in the life of Bella Swan
Opening my eyes I am met with a pearly white smile with little dimples at each end and it suddenly dawns on me that Emmett is here.
"Emmett?" I ask groggily. "I thought you were a dream."
"I promise I'm real."
He looks absolutely beautiful as the sunlight dances acorss his skin, reminding me of tiny diamonds.
"If they sold you in a jewellery store, I would buy you." I mumble.
"What?" He laughs. "That's comforting, Bella. Am I pretty?"
He bats his eyelashes at me and I stifle a giggle. "No."
"Aw darn." he pouts. "And here I thought you found me so utterly tempting and irresistable."
"Those I agree with but definitely not pretty." I joke.
"Why did you come back?" I ask once the giggles are gone. "You pretty much made it clear to me that I was no longer wanted."
"That was never my intention and I'm sorry. Charlie left for work already so we have the whole day to talk about this but right now I just want to kiss you."
"Emmett, you can't kiss me until you tell me what the hell happened." I say sternly.
Is the sky blue? It sure as hell is and if he wants to kiss me, he can do it whenever he wants for as long as he wants. Hopefully it's forever.
He pulls my face up to his and kisses me with so much passion, I see stars dance behind my eyelids. I run my hands through his dark curls on top of his head and let out a deep moan.
He hovers over me and I wrap my legs around him, hoping to create friction against my most sensitve bundle of nerves.
"Fuck it." I grunt out as he continues to kiss me down my throat. "We can talk later. We can definitely talk later."
"Bella?"
I think it finally dawns on him as his eyes bug out to round saucers.
"We can't Bella. You know that."
"No. I don't care what you say about losing control. Remember what I told you before? I want you to lose control. I want you to show me what I've been missing."
"Is this what you really want?" he asks just above a whisper.
His voice sounds so vulnerable and I see a different kind of tenderness that I've never seen in him before.
Placing my hand on his cheek, I smily softly at him. "You know that I love you and this is something that I want to share with you. Only you, Emmett."
Bringing his lips down softly to my lips, he bucks his hips into me and I've never been more aroused than I am at this very very moment.
In one swift motion his clothes are off and in another, mine are as well. It brings new meaning to being 'quick with your hands'.
"Are you ready?" he asks from above me. His eyes are penetrating into my soul and I almsot want to cry.
"Yes." I whisper happily. "You've kept me waiting a long time."
"I'm sorry for for being stupid."
As he slowly pushes into me, I feel my body stretching in ways that I never knew could. His hands roam over each breast, pinching each hardened nipple. He's trying to distract me from the intrusion and it's working.
I kiss his jaw and smile at him, urging him to conntinue. It feels too good to stop.
With one quick thrust, I feel a sharp pain as he breaks through my barrier. The pain subsides after a moment and I thrust my hips up urging him to continue.
Rocking against him, th pain lessens even more and I feel a sudden tightening in my lower stomach. One of his hands reaches inbetween us and it finds my clit.
"Emmett, don't stop. Please don't stop." I pant. "Baby..."
Our hips move faster as I reach his pace. My hands are on his shoulders bringing him even closer to me, hoping to mold our bodies together.
"Bella...I can't last long."
"Fuck..."
His muscles flex with each movement and this magical creature before me, brings me to my peak with one last push.
I claw at his back just as I arch into him. Screaming his name in ecstacy, he follows right after me and collapses next to me on the bed.
We're both breathing heavy even though he doesn't need to. I just had sex with Emmett. I just had beautiful sex with Emmett.
"That was the quickest quickie I ever had." he breathes. "But that was the best."
"Should I be slightly offended?" I tease.
"No." he says seriously.
Rolling over on his side, he stares at me for a long minute. "You know... even if I didn't say it before... I love you, too."
I let out a small gasp and try to blink away the tears that are threatening to spill over my cheeks.
"Really?"
"Mhm." He smiles. "I only want to be with you, Belly. Before I left the house and came here, I...I threw divorce papers at Rosalie. It was...eventful."
"You what?"
"Yeah... I just... I didn't tell you that?" he asks sheepishly.
"No, you did not."
"Well, I did and it was the best deicsion I've made in a while."
"Second best. The number one best decision was coming here last night."
"And the love making." he points out.
"Yes and the love making...even if it was only for a few minutes."
"I can't believe we never talked about what happened. We just...."
"Had sex instead." I finish for him with a chuckle. "I don't regret it."
"Me either. So you think we should talk now?"
"Er... yes? Oh, I don't know. I'm enjoying the high I get from sex."
"Yeah, it is nice." he sighs and scoots himself back against the headboard.
I sit up and sit next to him, us both resting against the headboard with the sheet around our waists. I'm very aware of myself being nude and I take a small comfort in the fact that I am allowing myself to be so exposed to him.
What am I thinking? We just slept together. All shyness that I had has now been thrown out the window.
He takes my hand in his and brings it to his mouth for a gentle kiss.
Can he feel my heart speeding up?
"I love that sound." He grins. "I could listen to it all day."
"How boring would that be?"
"Not boring at all." he says firmly. "It's a great sound."
Mhm....
"So, you're really back? My Belly is a 100% back?"
"Yes." I smile.
"Name something that you remember from before the accident."
Rolling my eyes, I let out a small sigh. If that's what he needs for me to prove to him that I really am back, then I will.
"Let's see…as much as I hate to bring it up, I feel like I must."
"What?"
"I remember walking in on you masturbating to a magazine. I didn't know Vampires could easily let their senses go when they're… in the moment." I giggle.
"Alright, I believe you!" He shouts wanting to shut me up. "We promised to never speak of that day ever again."
"Yeah, I wish I told someone though. It was hilarious. I didn't know you could sneak up on a vampire."
"It was a good article." He pouts.
"I bet." I laugh.
"Well when I started to read it, it was…" he grins.
A few moments pass in silence and I wonder what will happen now. I love him. He loves me. He's getting a divorce.
What doors will open for us?
Everyone seems to hate the idea of me and him together.
"Bella." he says while breaking me out of my thoughts. "After you got your memory back and you confessed that you loved me. I freaked out."
Obviously.
"You don't understand…" he continues. "I was so surprised but not at all angry or mad. I was…happy. I was relieved because I finally understood what I was feeling. I ran because I was shocked and I knew I needed to end things with Rosalie but you have to know that it's been a long time. I believed that all the years I spent with her, that she was truely my mate. I was scared of what would happen. I couldn't just say 'Hey, I can't be with you anymore.'. That isn't acceptable.
After I told her that I loved you, she went psycho and tried to convince me that it wasn't real. She told me that I could never truly love a human.
When the others came back, I asked Jasper to tell them how I feel but he wouldn't. I even asked Edward but he just glared at me. I was on my own with my feelings and I figured I could try and push them away."
"You tried?"
"Yeah, I tried but it didn't work. When you came over, my feelings and I were screaming at eachother. I was dying inside. You looked so heartbroken. All I wanted to do was wrap you up in my arms and kiss you. I wanted to make it all go away.
Then you left and I went on a rampage. I owe Esme a lot of money for ruining her dining table even though we'll never use it.
I threw the papers at Roaslie and walked out the door. Then I came here.
I love you Isabella Swan. I'm sorry for being so stupid. I truly believe that you are my future. My forever."
"Do you mean that?" I ask, tears streaming down my face.
"I do."
Thanks so much for the reviews, guys! They mean so much to me!
I hope you like this chapter. I'm still new to the whole writing about...what is it called? 'Lemons'? 'Smut'?
You get the idea.
I mean I can write it all very well but knowing that you're reading these dirty thoughts that I think up in my head... well let's just say that I even blush when I'm thinking about it. LOL.
It wasn't a real in depth scene... save that for the other stuff I'm writing but... I'm still kinda proud. LOL.
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So, I'm a bit overwhelmed because I have a lot of writing going on here. I'm working on a few things at once and I'm all like… 'Whoa' lol.
This new story that I'm writing is pretty damn good if I do say so myself. I had the idea swirling around in my head for a few days now and I'm finally getting it out. I slept and then woke up last night to furiously type on the computer. I probably looked like a mad person. LOL.
It's a bit different than what I usually write and Bella is very…vulgar, I guess you could say. She curses like a sailor and the story shows a lot of adult themes.
Apparently, I like drama.
And honestly, I don't know who the pairing will be. Of course it will be Bella. That much is obvious butI'm still unsure of who her partner will be. I probably won't make this new one a Bella/Emmett pairing just because I'm writing one right now, but I am debating with Jasper and Edward. So, we will see.