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Part: 2/4
Emmett: I am a man who knows what he wants and goes for it.
"Fuck me!"
I was spread eagle with my feet toward the ceiling on top of a stack of toilet paper rolls in the hospital's supply closet. I could feel my dick slapping against my stomach as the best fuck of my life pounded into me. He was so fucking hot, all proper and shit during the day, but the biggest freak I'd ever met behind closed doors.
"Oh fuck, pound my tight ass!" I growled out. I was gripping the wall behind me, each one of his thrust harder than the next. He looked up briefly to smirk at me and I almost fucking lost it. The man was sex on legs, he was gorgeous, hung, and powerful- all things that served to turn me on.
"Fuck,fuck, fuck fuck!" I chanted as his tempo increased. I was pretty sure my prostate would be in pieces by the time he pulled out but it'd so be worth it. "Oh God!"
The familiar tingle started to creep through my spine and I could tell I was close. I felt his hands squeeze down on my inner thighs and I lost it all over my chest between us. I was too busy trying to remain conscious that I didn't feel his quick orgasm or him pulling out to get dressed again.
"What, no round two?" I teased once I was able to catch my breath. We always fucked during lunch breaks so a round two or post coital cuddling was never an option.
He cut me a look letting me know I was annoying him. I simply chuckled at him. He was putting back on his mask of honorable family man that you'd want to make your laws- such bullshit.
"You take yourself too seriously Edward."
He paused from straightening his tie. I almost thought he would grace me with a response but he never did. He was the gay one, but somehow I had become the dirty secret.
"Whatever, I'll see you later." I grabbed my scrubs off the ground and slid them on quickly before leaving the supply closet. I wasn't some fairy who wanted to announce to the world I loved to fuck guys. I didn't want to do a single pride parade or adopt a little girl from some third world country; I just wanted some fucking conversation.
I still had ten minutes left on my break so I went to the break room to grab a cup of coffee. I hated to admit it but Cullen wore my ass out- literally, and I needed to refuel.
"McCarty!" a familiar Southern drawl called out. I turned to see Dr. Hale in the doorway. The guy was nice, but working with him could be awkward sometimes considering I was fucking his brother.
"Where were you man? I brought you back a roast beef sub." Jasper crossed the room and handed me the sandwich. Where Edward is broody and demanding, Jasper is shy and genuine. If the man weren't a doctor he'd be a saint.
"I was having a conversation with the misses," I lied smoothly.
Jasper's face lit up at the mention of my wife. The two had become close over the past year and if I didn't like dick so much I'd have probably been jealous. But, the two hung out once a week and it kept her busy.
"Such a great woman, you're a lucky guy."
I smiled tightly and reached for my sandwich. "So, I saw your brother on my way in here."
"Yeah, I just said hey to the bastard," I could tell Jasper was hoping the statement came off as a joke, but I could hear the underlying disdain. He never flat out told me he didn't like his brother, but it was obvious. Edward annoyed the shit out of him and it was hard to figure out why.
Sure, Edward is an asshole, but he's not a bad person. I think Jasper is jealous of the fact Edward is with Jacob. Poor Jasper can't keep a woman and Edward is already married to a man.
"How are he and the hubby doing?" I asked, trying to get some kind of reaction out of my coworker.
"Great as far as I know, Edward works a lot and Jacob mainly stays at home and works with his cars."
I whistled. "Sounds like Jake has it set to me. He gets to sit around all day and play with the cars his husband buys for him. I wish Rose made enough money so that could be me!"
Jasper's eyes darkened slightly but he laughed at my joke. "Everyone would love to stay home, but he acts more like Jacob is his prized possession and not his partner. Just this last week he left Jake alone while he was away with business."
"Jake is a big boy," I reminded him. "I'm sure he found something or someone to keep him company."
Jasper scoffed. "Jacob is too loyal for that."
"You'd be surprised. I mean, Jacob looks like a fucking multicultural Ken doll. I'm sure plenty of dudes want to hit that." It was nice to see Jasper laugh loudly at my comment. The guy was just as serious as his brother.
"Just because you're hot doesn't mean you go out and sleep with everyone."
"Shit I did." I still do.
Jasper shook his head at me. He knew by now that I was a loud, obnoxious asshole that kept him laughing, so he never took what I said seriously. To him, I am the stereotypical big man with a heart of gold. If only he knew half the shit I said is true.
"I don't know man, I guess I'm just a traditional guy."
I rolled my eyes. "Such the Southern gentleman. I can see you with the perfect little housewife and the 2.5 kids."Jasper smiled softly to himself. I bet he was picturing himself with Rose and cute little blond kids. If he could take her, he could have her.
"Maybe one day," he said in that Southern drawl that I wish Edward still had.
