I woke up to loud banging on my apartment door. I groaned as I woke, and sat up in bed. Suddenly last night hit me, the images of her beautiful, perfect body… Every inch of her pressed against me… The infinite feeling of holding her tight against me after… I shuddered, stopping my train of thought before I could get hard again.

She was still here, right beside me. Her breathing steady, and her heart fluttering quietly. I gently moved the hair out of her face to kiss up and down her neck, unable to resist. Until I heard the knocking again.

"EMBRY CALL! ANSWER YOUR FUCKING DOOR!" What the hell? Was that… Rachel? I quickly got out of bed, sliding on my jeans and boxers and walked out of my room, making sure to close the door behind me. I jumped over the couch to answer the door before she could wake up my amazing, insanely gorgeous imprint…

I shook my head to snap out of the daze she put me in as I opened the door, seeing not only Rachel, but Paul too.

"Uh…" I scratched the back of my neck, "What the hell are you doing here?"

"A better question would be, why the hell are you sleeping in so late?" Rachel snapped back with her hands on her hips. I looked her up and down. She was wearing one of those short skirts that kept Paul's eyes on her ass. And a tight, almost see through shirt. I used to think she was the hottest piece of ass EVER. Jake and Paul would throw a fit whenever they caught me fantasizing about her. But compared to the angel in my bed… Rachel was just some other girl.

"Yeah, dude, what's up with that? I know you sleep in, but it's fucking 3. What's that about? Long night?" Paul smirked, waggling his eyebrows.

I snapped a smirk right back. "Maybe."

"HA!" Rachel threw her head back in a fake laugh as she walked past me into my kitchen.

Paul followed her as he nodded to my bedroom. "No, really, is there a girl in there?"

"She's not just a girl... And I'd appreciate it if you keep your fucking mouths shut so she can sleep. If you wake her, I'll kick your ass."

"Not just a girl?" Rachel asked as she propped herself up on the counter, grabbing an apple and biting into it.

"Nope. She's much more than that."

Rachel and Paul exchanged a look. And I knew they both knew.

"When did you meet her? What's her name?" Rach spoke again.

"Uh, we met last night. And her name… Her name… Fuck! What the hell is her name?"

"Nice, man. Real nice."

That's when she walked out. My comforter wrapped around her naked body, her hand running through her beautiful, long hair. "Emb?" She said, confused and helpless.

My jaw dropped at the sight of her. So fucking incredible…

Rachel's jaw was dropped looking at her too. And Paul kept glancing between the two.

I quickly walked over to the girl and picked her up in my arms, walking her back to my bedroom and setting her on the bed as I kissed her soft, gently lips and whispered to her. "Stay here, okay? Or at least… put on some clothes."

She giggled her cute, seductive little giggle. "Okay." She pressed her lips to mine again before I forced myself to go back out, shutting the door again behind me.

I cleared my throat as I walked back to the kitchen. "Sorry about that…"

"Oh my God, Embry! She's… she's… she's fucking hot! I mean, I've kissed other girls, but I've never really been attracted to one until now!" Rachel squealed.

Paul was staring at her with wide eyes. "You've what! Wait… WHAT?"

"I'm sorry, baby, but did you see her? Oh, and Embry, her name is Nikki. I've seen her at a club before."

Paul stood there, speechless. I'm assuming images of Rachel and girl on girl action was passing through his head.

"Back off. She's mine."

"I can't kiss her? Really?" Rachel whined jokingly.

"I think that would be up to me." Nikki said as she walked back into the room. Rachel jumped off the counter to reach her.

"Wait… were you serious, Rach? You want to make out with her?" Paul said, finally out of his daze.

Rachel shrugged and pressed her lips to Nikki's. Paul and I just stood there, our jaws drops.

My eyes were glued on their lips moving together, parting each other… Their breasts pressed together… The soft moan that simultaneously left both their mouths…

Jesus. My girl can kiss… Holy fuck… I felt myself get harder as I watched her… A groan escaped my lips and I went to go pull them apart. Even though that was, by far, the best thing I'd ever seen, I couldn't stand to see her lips against someone else's.