One Month Later-
Rosalie POV:
I laughed as I danced with Alice at her parents vow renewal ceremony. Though she was pregnant, she could still spin me around and teach me how to dance to country music. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed Emmett dancing with a brunette girl. He had actually dressed up really nice. He was wearing a suit and he had a fresh haircut and shave. My heart slightly melted. He was a good-looking man, but we still had our issues.
The song ended and we walked back towards our table. I smiled at Ali. "I'm going to get a drink. Do you want a water?", I asked.
"Yes, please!", I nodded and started heading to the bar. As I walked, my mind wandered. Weddings never got me emotional, but for some reason this one just got to me. Esme wore the same dress she had worn 30 years ago and she still looked so beautiful in it. It made me wonder when my time would come. When would I meet my guy and find a beautiful dress and have the big wedding?
"Hello, what can I get for you?", the bartender asked as I arrived. I looked over her menu of drinks she was offering.
"I'll take a water and a sprite with Malibu, please.", I smiled at her. She turned and started making my order. I suddenly felt a presence behind me, and a hand on my shoulder, pulling my spaghetti strap from my shoulder. I took a deep breath, knowing exactly who this was.
"Rose, I know it was supposed to be a one and done, but I miss you. I need you.", His voice murmured in my ear. My breathing was shaky by now and my body was hot. I felt his hand graze my neck and his fingertips going down by back.
"No.", I simply said. "I-It was one and done". I fixed my strap and turned to him. "You have a date here and it's your parents wedding. Focus on her and your family.".
The bartender sat my drinks in front of me. I smiled at her, handing her a $20-dollar bill, thanking her for all she is doing. I stood up with both drinks in my hands, looking up at the tall man. "Have fun.".
I walked to our table and gave Alice her drink. "Your brother just tried to flirt with me, despite him having a date here.", I told her as I sat in my seat.
"That date isn't a real date.", She laughed. "They met on some app and made a deal to just be wedding dates and that would be it. There's nothing else to it. Besides that, you two aren't arguing and I'd much prefer the flirting!".
I was actually kind of shocked they had met on some app. Emmett was handsome and could score any girl he wanted. I took a sip of my drink, watching Esme and Carlisle dance. "So, are you and Jasper making the drive back home tonight or staying at the hotel?", I asked curiously.
"I think we're driving back home. What about you? You gonna stay here since you're drinking?", she smiled at me, putting a hand on her small bump.
"Yeah. I have the hotel room for one more night. I'll stay there and order room service", I laughed. "I can also drink cheap wine and have those little shooter bottles. It's gonna be a blast.", I said sarcastically.
Truth is, I would probably go and pass out so I wouldn't have to think of Emmett more than I already had. He was tattooed in my mind and I couldn't remove it.
I hiccupped as I walked to my hotel room. The hall was quiet besides me digging for my key.
"Goddamn. Black is absolutely your color.", I heard a familiar voice.
"Emmett, Emmett, Emmett", I smirked, turning around to see him walking down the hall. I walked backwards, keeping my eyes on him, stopping at my door. "What do you think you're doing?".
"I'm just casually walking to my room. Doing nothing important.", He stopped by me. "Or fun.".
I bit my lip as I could smell his cologne. My legs started to get weak. I stood on my tippy toes, wrapping my arm around his neck and kissing him deeply. I heard him moan quietly as he moved his hands down my body. I felt his hands grip my ass and pick me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist, biting at his bottom lip.
"Here.", I moaned, handing him the key to the room. We needed to get in there before someone caught us out here. "Get us inside.".
He fidgeted with the key before sticking it into the slot. Just as he opened the door, I heard the elevator ding. Shit. Who could possibly be coming down this hall of all times? He pushed the door as he carried me in, sitting me on the small table in the room as the door slammed close. He kissed me again, but this time it was more passionate and not so much a "I'm only here for sex" type of kiss. I bit my lip as he kissed my bare neck. I wrapped my arms around his neck, yearning for more.
"I'm done with the one-time shit, Rose. I want you and only you.", he mumbled as he took off his shirt. His hands reached behind me and unzipped my dress, as it loosened, the straps fell off of my shoulders. "You're so beautiful", he kissed me again as he stood me up, letting my dress fall to my feet. I watched him drop his pants and boxer, then pushed him to the bed. I straddled him, bending over to kiss him again. I felt his teeth bite my bottom lip and moaned loud.
"D-Did you bring a condom?", I asked as I sat up and took off my bra. Lord, if this man said he didn't have one, I would probably kill him.
"It's in my pants.", He answered. I climbed off of him, grabbing his pants from the floor. I tossed him the condom from his wallet as I slid my lacy panties down my legs, then climbed back up to him. I watched him slide the condom on and got into position. I slowly lowered my body down and moaned as he filled me. His hands went to my hips as I moved my body against his at a faster pace. I held my boobs as they bounced with each movement.
"Fuck. Just like that", he moaned loud, putting deep pressure on my hips. "I-I'm cumming.".
I moaned at the pain and felt myself close to orgasm. I bent down, kissing his neck and jawline. After we both reached our orgasm, I relaxed my body against his chest.
"Fuck.", I panted, trying to catch my breath.
"Yeah, fuck.", he agreed. "Round 2?", he smirked as he brushed my hair away from my face.
"Round 2.", I confirmed as I got off of him to switch positions.
"On all fours. Head down, ass up.", He demanded as he grabbed his belt from his pants.
I took a breath as I followed directions. I had just learned that Emmett like it soft and loving when on bottom and in charge when on top. That was interesting, but I wasn't gonna complain. I loved the rough, dirty sex. I felt the leather belt against my skin and gasped loudly.
"Such a bad girl.", he said. I could feel the stinging as he ran his fingers across the welp, yet somehow it felt so good. "If only I had my handcuffs here", He imagined.
I moaned at his words and felt the bed shift as he got on it. I bit my lip, anticipating what would happen next. I felt the belt again. "Oh, fuck", I let out.
Emmett put his hands on my hips, thrusting into me. He continued with steady, fast movements, each one better than the last. I arched my back, feeling his fist grab my hair and pull it.
"Mmm. Harder", I moaned loud. His body increased the speed as he slapped my ass.
"Such a dirty girl.", He moaned as his fucked me. "I'm gonna cum".
Those words made me lose it. My orgasm took over and my breathing increased. I felt one last smack on my ass before he pulled out and fell beside me. I relaxed my body, laying on my stomach.
"Holy shit", I breathed heavy, smiling at Emmett.
"Yeah, that's exactly what I was thinking.", He looked over at me, cracking a smile as he sat up, "You're smiling and not telling me to leave.".
I laughed lightly. "No, I want you to stay.". I watched him walk to the bathroom to clean up.
"Why do you want me to stay?", He laughed from the bathroom. "Did you decide to not hate me anymore?", he joked.
"Eh, there's still some hate.", I joked with him. "I'm kidding. But let's be honest. We're both drunk and have so much sexual tension going on. We need to get it all out".
He walked out of the bathroom, laying by me again. "You're right.", He smiled at me and took a deep breath.
"What?", I smiled at him, turning to my side.
"I just, I sometimes wonder if there would ever be an 'us'.." He whispered as he traced my hips with his finger.
Well, that threw me off. An 'us'? Like a couple? Weird. But I mean, he was so handsome, and such a gentleman. Could there ever be an 'us'?
"But that's just me and my drunken thoughts.", He stated, snapping me out of my haze.
"I think about it too.", I admitted. "Not all the time, but sometimes. Tonight, I wondered when I'd get to have my own wedding, when I'd get to have my own babies", I went on.
"Hm.", He let out.
"Let's try it. Let's try this 'us' thing and just see what happens.", I bit my lip. Oh, lord. Did I just ask Emmett McCarthy out?
"Rosalie, are you asking me to be your boyfriend?", He smiled big at me, showing his dimples. I smiled at him, nodding.