Rosalie POV:
As we walked into Emmett's house, I realized that I hadn't been there in nearly 4 years. I forgot had big it was. The house was almost spotless, besides the gym bag by the couch and his briefcase. I had wondered if it was always this clean or if he cleaned specifically for me. I mean, Emmett seemed like a clean dude, but he was also a single man. He didn't have to care if his house was consistently cleaned.
"I'd forgotten how big your place is", I admitted as I looked around.
He chuckled. "Well we always do dinners at Ali's or Edward's place so you haven't been by in a couple of years. But it's still the same size it was years ago. Do you want me to show you around?". I smiled at him, nodding.
He was right. We were always at Alice or Edward's house. We both never tried to do anything at ours. It was always just planned out that way. As we stopped at the kitchen, I looked around.
"Obviously the kitchen. One of my favorite places to be", He smiled. "I like to cook. It's fun to experiment with recipes and change things up.". I chuckled. He liked to cook and it was something I hated to do.
We moved back to the living room and I smiled, noticing the picture of him playing football, seeing the high school's name on the jersey. Although it was 11-ish years ago, he had hardly aged. He also had a picture from college graduation with his parents and one of him and Alice at her wedding.
"Are you admiring my hotness in the pictures?", he asked, pulling me from my daze. I nudged him, jokingly.
"No. I was honestly shocked that you even had pictures on the wall", I laughed. "I didn't expect anything to be on the walls".
He laughed. "Hey! I have some taste. I really just wanted to make my house homey and not so empty. If we going to be real, my mom did a lot of it. I told her to pick her favorites.". He took my hand and gave it a light squeeze as he lead me upstairs.
"She's always had really good taste.", I replied.
"Always. That's where Ali gets it from.", We stopped at an open door. "This is my room. Sorry I didn't make my bed.", He chuckled. "There's something about a bed that's made that I can't stand. I seriously can't sleep in a bed that is all neat and made.".
I giggled. "Really? I'm that same way! I will change my sheets and then purposely toss my comforter onto it.". How in the hell were we this alike and never realized it? It was pretty wild, but I guess God works in mysterious ways and He has his timing.
"Damn. We're a lot alike.", He smiled down at me, kissing my forehead. We proceeded on with the tour, showing me the other 3 bedrooms in the house. He had turned one into an office, one into a guest room and the last one was where he kept his suits and dress shoes. As we went back downstairs and to the kitchen, I was starting to get butterflies. Was I already truly falling for Emmett? Was I just feeling nervous?
I felt his hands on my hips and him pick me up, sitting me on the counter. "You're going to sit here and I'm going to cook while we just talk. Sound good?", He kissed my cheek.
I smiled. "Sounds good.". He was taking full control of this date and I really enjoyed it. Every other date I had been on was set up by me, where I wanted to go, and what I wanted to do because the men couldn't make up their mind.
"So, I know you weren't raised here because you didn't go to high school with Ali. So where you from?", he walked to the fridge to get ingredients.
"I was born and raised in California and moved here when I graduated high school. I lived with my grandparents until they passed away.", I answered.
"California? I never would've guessed that.", He smiled as he walked back with a steak. He sat the package on the counter and opened the cabinet to get seasonings.
"Not many would. I'm not as preppy as I used to be.", I laughed. "Cheerleading and Volleyball made me snobby as hell in Cali.", I admitted to him.
"And now you're so down to earth.", he smiled over at me. "Your turn to ask a question.".
"Uh..", I tried to think. What did I not know? He was much more open about his life than I was. "I'm just going to jump right into it. Do you want kids?". Was it too soon to ask that? I mean, I felt it was important to know because all I wanted was to be a mom, and it would probably be a dealbreaker if he didn't want kids, but was it too early?
"You did just jump right in.", He chuckled. "I do want kids. Maybe 2 or 3. Maybe more. I definitely want a boy and a girl though.".
I smiled, trying not to tear up. "You'd be an amazing dad.".
Dinner had gone really well. We discussed kids, futures in our careers, could we see ourselves staying here forever. I had finally accepted that the butterflies in my stomach was me falling for Emmett and not because of nerves. I was falling in love and I was 100% okay with it. We were now sitting on his couch, curled up together, watching a cooking show. Although this was still fresh and new, I was really enjoying it. It felt good to just relax and cuddle and not stress about what could happen. We were past that stage. What could happen has happened. We were together and not just having sex then kicking him out.
I felt his fingertips along my collarbone and giggled as it tickled. I turned by body, looking up at him. Our eyes watched each other. I leaned closer to him, kissing his lips. I heard a small moan come from his lips. I pulled away and smiled at him. "I'm really happy about us.".
"I am too. I can't wait to see where we end up.", He smiled down at me. "You're so beautiful.".
I felt my cheeks flush red. I hear it all the time, but coming from his lips was so different, so good. "You're blushing", he pointed out, running his finger along my cheeks. "I've seen you naked, fucked you senseless, and you're blushing because I called you beautiful?", He smiled.
"I mean, you have a point. But something about hearing you call me beautiful just changes things. It's different than anything or anyone. I can tell when you say it, you mean it. You're not just saying it to sleep with me or use me for something. You're being honest when you say it.".
His body shifted, sitting us up some. "You are the most beautiful woman I've seen, Rose. I just wish I would've told you 3 years ago.".
I kissed him again, more passionately than before, whispering, "I'm in love with you, Em.". He tangled his hands in my hair, kissing me again. His hands moved down my back and to my hips. I lightly bit his lip and let go.
"I'm in love with you too.", He kissed me again. "Ever since the day I met you, and more so the past few months.". He moved his body from under me and hovered over me. "You bring light to my days. You bring calmness to my soul. You bring happiness to me.".
I wrapped my arms around his neck, kissing him again. "I want you. Now.". Feeling his weight on top of me triggered a warmth between my legs. I wanted Emmett now. Whether it be on this couch or in his bed.
Emmett kissed my neck and I let out a moan. "Not without a tease.", he breathed against my neck. I felt his teeth against my ear and groaned, arching my back. This man knew exactly how to get me going and despite the almost daily sex we had over the past month, I didn't want him to stop.
Emmett's lip moved from my ear to my jaw before sitting up and taking off his shirt. I bit my lip, watching him. I could feel my core throbbing. I sat up, removing my shirt. Emmett's fingertips moved along my ribs and I collapsed back onto the couch. He really was going to tease me until I couldn't handle it anymore.
"Mhm. I can tell you're about to lose control, but that's not going to make me stop.", he smirked, removing my bra and kissing my breast. I moved my nails across his back.
"Fuck.", I moaned. I felt his hands spread my legs and he moved between me. I held onto him as he picked me up. I could feel his hardness between my legs as he carried me up the stairs. I ran my fingers through his hair as he made his way into his room. He tossed me on the bed, climbing over me, kissing me deeply.
I moaned, spreading my legs some as his hands grazed over my body. "Fuck me, please.", I begged. He sat up, sliding my pants off and taking off his. He leaned over to his nightstand, opening it to grab something. I propped myself up, watching him.
"I'm going to handcuff you.", He simply stated. My body tensed up, immediately turned on. "Then I'm going to eat your pussy out and make you cum in my mouth.". I let out a small moan. "I'm going to fuck you, and when we're done, I'm going to cuddle you while we eat ice cream.". I nodded in agreement, allowing him full control of me.
I watched as he sat the condom and hand cuffs on the bed. He bent down, kissing me and biting my lip. He pulled away and I held out my hands as he grabbed the handcuffs. He placed the handcuffs around my wrists and tightened them. I watched his face as he did so. His hands moved up my chest, lightly grazing my nipples. I laid back, moaning as I put my hands over my head.
"Good girl. That's what I like to hear.". His hand wrapped around my neck, his tongue tracing against my stomach. I bit my lip, knowing what was coming next. His hand left my neck and moved to my legs, spreading them. I felt his tongue against my inner thigh and groaned. His fingers lightly rubbed my clit then his tongue moved between my slit.
"Mmm.", I let out, arching my back as his tongue flicked against my clit. "Right there".
His fingers put pressure on my thighs before I felt a hand at my core. I gasped as he inserted two fingers, moving them in and out. I moaned loud, close to my orgasm. "M-More.". He curled his fingers as he sucked my clit into his mouth. I arched my back as my orgasm took over. Emmett removed his fingers, licking up my cum.
He kissed up my body, taking my nipple into his mouth. I moaned, watching him. His mouth moved up to my jaw, nipping at it with his teeth. He kissed me before sitting up and reaching for the condom package. I breathed heavy as he got the condom on, and moved himself between my legs. I moaned loud as he moved his cock into my body. I watched his body move with each thrust and all I wanted to do was let him have control. Emmett was a sexy man to begin with, but god, when his kinks came out, it just increased. It was honestly so nice to have someone who had the same sex drive and kinky life that you did. I wanted to be tied up, choked, spanked, and fucked hard, but not a lot of guys would do it.
Emmett grabbed my legs, putting them over his shoulders as he continued his thrusts. I moaned loud as my boobs bounced back and forth. "Fuck, right there", I moaned loud.
"Goddamn, you're so fucking beautiful.", He grabbed my boobs, squeezing my nipples, then moving his hands to my hips. His thrusts sped up, and he moaned loud as his came.
I felt him pull out as I breathed heavy. "Roll over", He instructed as he gave me a kiss.
I followed his instructions, putting my ass in the air. I felt his hand smack my ass. I moaned loud as the stinging began. I could feel my core throbbing.
Emmett rubbed his cock against me, slowly sliding in. I arched my back, holding myself up with my elbows. "Mmm. Harder", I moaned, feeling his skin connect with mine. His thrusts increased, moving my body each time. I felt his thumbs put pressure on my ass as he fucked me.
His hand slapped my ass again and I felt him grab a fist full of hair. I groaned as he pulled my hair, causing my to arch my back. "Mhmm.. You like it when I fuck you hard?", he asked, pulling my hair again.
"God, yes.", I let out. I stretched my arms out as my orgasm came. "Fuck. I'm cumming.". Emmett moved his hips faster while putting an arm around my waist. I felt his finger rubbing my clit as he moved against me.
"Yes, Emmett. Right there!", I moaned loud as I felt my legs shaking and my clit throbbing. He smacked my ass, pulling out. He bent down, kissing my back as I laid there breathing heavy.
"I love you.", He said as he kissed my shoulder. I smiled then it clicked what he had said.
"I-I love you.", I rolled over to my back, staying under his body. "I love you, Em.", I kissed him. He smiled at me and sat up.
Goddamn, y'all. Writing sex scenes is my favorite. I just feel like I can add so much emotional and a personal connection. Anywho, lemme know what you think!