A/N: This is a shorter chapter overall, but I really REALLY think you guys will enjoy it. :-D Thank you so much to all of my fuckawesome reviewers. You make my day!!! Thanks as always to LittleLea05 for being my sweet beta. ALSO... Today is my 23rd birthday... I'd LOVE for your reviews to my b-day present, so send me lots of love, OK?? I always love you back, now with an outtake. :-D

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EmPOV

I woke up with the sun glaring directly into my eyes through Bella's thin, lacy curtains. For once, it was sunny in Forks. I also realized that Bella was lying directly on top of me, while I was laying spread eagle on the twin bed, one hand brushing the ground.

My morning wood was brushing against her stomach, and she shifted in her sleep, making me hiss with the sensation. It had been three days since I'd been inside my girl, and I was dying to be with her again. That was my one true homecoming.

Bella moaned as she started to wake up. She shifted her neck, which I was sure was uncomfortably propped up on my chest. She loved to cuddle with me when we were drifting off to sleep, and I often scooped her back in my arms in the morning, but mostly, Bella liked to sleep in a ball out of my reach. I knew it wasn't personal, just the way she was most comfortable. So to sleep on top of me with only my body for a pillow probably wasn't most comfy for her.

"Emmett?" she said sleepily, looking around, adjusting to her surroundings.

"Hey baby," I said, running my hand through her hair. "Good morning."

"Good morning," she replied, giving me a smile. She stretched again, this time a little more forcefully against my cock.

"Well hello there," she said with a grin, wiggling her hips like the wicked woman she was.

"Don't say hello unless you intend on giving him a proper greeting," I warned. "You know how friendly he is."

"Mmm, yes, he's always so kind to me," she purred, reaching between us and stroking me. I shivered under her touch. "Always making sure I have everything I need… even if he is demanding at times."

"Well he just likes you so much," I said, shuddering. Her hands were driving me crazy. I was going to cum in my boxers if she kept that up. "You always make him feel so at home."

"Emmett, I need you," she sighed, attacking my neck right in the spot she knew I liked. It drove me insane when she used her teeth on me there.

"Baby, I need you too," I whimpered. Yes, I fucking whimpered. I was going to lose it, and I wanted to lose it balls deep inside her if at all possible.

My hips rose off the bed as she tugged down my boxers, and I was busily pushing her panties to the side to gain access. Fuck, she was so wet.

"Ready, baby?" she asked, pumping me a few times. My cock was seconds away from explosion. I pushed up her shirt to reveal her beautiful nipples, and nodded.

"Now," I demanded, and she sunk herself down on me. We both groaned at the sensation. I have no idea how she stayed so tight, but I was not going to question my stroke of good luck. Being inside her was like no other feeling in the world, a feeling I hoped to experience over and over and over and over again. I grabbed her hips to help guide her as she rode me on her childhood bed, a place no other man had ever been. Fuck, that's so hot.

"Emmett," she sighed, gaining speed. "I really don't know how long I'm gonna last."

"Me either," I gasped, slamming her down on my cock. Her breasts bounced with each thrust as she rode me hard, and I watched them, mesmerized. I reached down to circle her clit with my fingers, and she fucked herself harder on me, whimpering my name.

"Jesus," she whimpered. "So good!" She rotated her hips against mine, holding me deep inside her. The feeling was unreal, and I was holding on, fighting with myself not to cum. Her fingers brushed against my clothed nipples, and I hissed. I loved it when she did that shit.

I redoubled my efforts on her clit, trying to spur her orgasm because I sure as hell wasn't cumming before her, and soon enough she was tightening around me and calling out my name. Her eyes were tightly shut as her pussy milked my cock. I watched the spot where she and I connected, where I was still thrusting in and out, and I lost control. I grabbed onto her hips and thrust myself into oblivion, drawing out her orgasm and beckoning my own.

"Fuck, Bella," I moaned, filling her with me. She collapsed back onto my chest, covering my face with kisses. I was still deep inside her, and I was perfectly content to stay just there for the rest of my life if she'd just let me.

"I can't believe I just had sex in my old room," she said, clearly pleased with herself. That is, until she froze. "Oh, FUCK!" she exclaimed. "My parents," she whispered, clearly mortified. She had a right to be, I supposed. We hadn't exactly been quiet, although I was pretty sure we'd hadn't quite risen to the level of wall banging. That, I was going to save for my house. Big place, no shared walls between parents and son, huge bed… perfect.

"I'm sure they didn't hear a thing," I said, lying through my teeth. I was pretty sure Renee and Charlie had just gotten quite the sound show. Maybe they were really deep sleepers? Right, because I'm just that lucky…

"Oh no, they heard us," she moaned into my neck. "No doubt about that. Renee is the lightest sleeper of anyone I know. And she's always asking how our sex life is. Well, I guess she won't be asking any more…"

"She ASKS about that?" I asked incredulously. After all, Renee was something like my second mother.

"Yeah, she's always way too interested in how you perform," she said. I shuddered. That was just plain creepy. "She'll never need to ask again."

I laughed. "It's okay, baby. I'm sure they didn't assume we were asexual. We live together for crying out loud!"

"True…"

"Come on. Let's take a shower and get some breakfast," I suggested, playing with the ends of her hair.

"Not together," she said.

"Baby, they just heard us pretty much simultaneously orgasm. I don't think a quick shower is going to really make much of a difference."

"Not funny, Emmett," she hissed, but I was pretty sure she wasn't going to stay mad for long. I said all kinds of shit, and somehow she just put up with it. She deserved a fucking medal for it sometimes. It was just another reason why I loved her.

"I am going to shower," she said, picking out clothes from her suitcase. "And then you're going to shower. I will make breakfast, and pretend like my parents didn't just hear me scream your name."

Was it totally wrong that I was totally aroused by that?

She marched into the bathroom, that gorgeous as fuck blush covering her face and neck, and probably more and I pulled my boxers back on. She was mad at me, but it wouldn't last long. I was sure of that. It's not like I was the only randy one this morning.

The Swan house only had one bathroom, which Bella was already occupying, and which she had conveniently locked. I rolled my eyes. She didn't do that often, usually on the days she was most stressed or upset. I had just never been what she was most upset with. Well, okay. That was a blatant lie. But since we'd been together, we hadn't really fought, excluding that whole Rosalie/Edward incident. I really hoped it would blow over quick.

I also really hoped she'd hurry in there, because I had to pee like a racehorse, and my own morning breath was killing me. No wonder Bella hadn't kissed me before, during, or after the sex which had now gotten me in trouble.

I brushed my teeth quickly in the kitchen sink, looking around fast to make sure no one had seen me. I was pretty sure Renee and Charlie were still fast asleep, assuming they fell back asleep after our little show.

Was it completely wrong that I wanted to do that again? No, nothing wrong with wanting to fuck your girlfriend, if you ask me.

Bella was being a brat now and staying in the shower well past her average time. And I really, REALLY had to pee. I considered running back upstairs and pounding on the door a bit, but I figured that would be rather rude, and I didn't want her to be more mad at me. I started considering the possibilities. Kitchen sink was out, for obvious reasons. And the Swans weren't the types to keep potted plants around, not that I'd even consider doing that… when I was sober, at least. That only left the back yard. Fine.

I ran outside, barefoot, and ran behind Charlie's shed. There was a big old rhododendron plant there, and I relieved myself on its wide leafs. I knew it was completely inappropriate, and I sent a silent apology to Charlie and the plant, but really, I had to go, and this was a better option than the kitchen sink. Really, they should be thanking me.

I went back into the house, only to face a scowling Bella. She was dripping wet, her towel tied above her amazing breasts, and I was instantly aroused despite her sour expression.

"What?" I asked innocently.

"Emmett Cullen, I swear to God!" she started.

"What? You were in the bathroom, taking for bloody fucking ever, and I had to pee!"

She growled. "I could see you through the window. What if my parents had seen?"

"Baby, it wouldn't be the first time they've seen me pee."

"Yeah, but never on one of their plants before, and not when you were twenty-two!" She jabbed me in the chest with her finger. "Dammit, you've never been my boyfriend before, not here, and I still want to make a good impression, and it's just not working…" She looked like she was about to cry.

"Baby," I soothed, scooping her into my arms. I tried very hard not to get aroused by her still-wet skin and the fact that she was in a towel. "I'm sorry. Please don't be mad at me. I'm sure they didn't hear a thing and we can all just forget-"

A very distinct knocking sound came from upstairs. And then another. And then a very masculine growl escaped, followed by a breathier sigh.

"OH. MY. GOD." Bella's eyes grew three times their normal size, and she stopped breathing. It happened again. And again. And again. "FUCK! They're fucking!" she shrieked, covering her ears up.

Guess we started a trend. A fucking creepy trend, but a trend nevertheless.

"Let's get outta here," I said, grabbing Renee's car keys off of the coffee table. Bella and I flew out the front door and hopped in the car. She was still covering her ears, and as she settled into the front seat next to me, she squeezed her eyes tightly shut, as if to deprive all senses. She was probably picturing it. Lord knows I was.

"I can't believe they're having sex!" she moaned. "That is the most disgusting thing I've ever heard in my life!"

"What?" I said, shrugging. "I hear my parents go at it all the time. Why do you think I have a bedroom on the opposite side of the house?"

It was true. My parents still went at it like rabbits, all the fucking time. It was a small miracle they didn't have twenty kids like those wackos from Arkansas. I had grown up listening to it, not really knowing what was going on until we had sex ed in the fifth grade and I ordered my parents to give me the guest bedroom on the other end of the house. It was smaller, but at least I didn't have to hear spanking and my dad grunting and other creepy shit like that.

"Oh God, I've never heard them have sex before," she said, and she sounded like her whole world had come crashing down on her.

"Seriously? Bella, you share a wall!"

"Either they're supremely quiet, or they wait for me to leave the house," she said. She shuddered. "Please distract me."

"How?" Right now, the only method I could think of involved throwing down on her towel in the backseat and having a fucking fiesta.

Apparently, so did Bella. She attacked me, and I went down without a fight.

A half an hour later, we were spread out on the back seat of Renee's Grand Am, my tongue trying to tell her things and my cock softening inside her. We heard a knock on the fogged up windows, and tried to move apart as quickly as possible. Charlie was standing outside the car, in his bathrobe, arms crossed, looking severely pissed off. You know, for a guy who just got laid less than an hour ago, he sure needed to get that mustache of his out of a twist. Maybe Renee didn't do it quite right.

We scrambled for our clothes… well, my boxers and Bella's towel… which was now covered in fluids that probably shouldn't be displayed in front of parental units, even if they were recently acquainted with said fluids.

"What in the hell were you guys doing?" Charlie shouted. "Are you animals? Do you not have any self control?"

"Ha! That's rich coming from you, Dad." Bella crossed her arms and crooked an eyebrow at him. Charlie blushed, and I could see now where Bella got it from. He cleared his throat.

"Yes, well… just keep it down a bit, huh? And not in your mother's car, please."

"Okay, we'll make it the cruiser next time," Bella said defiantly. Damn, P'Oed Bella was a sexy Bella. Down, boy, I told my dick.

"Geez, Bella, stop being so dramatic. I'm sorry," he said. "We just-"

"I don't wanna hear it!" Bella screeched. "Dad, please!"

"Fine," he said.

"We're getting dressed now," Bella said, practically pouting. God, this was going to be an awkward day. I felt like I was on some gigantic slap-stick comedy routine, or perhaps Candid Camera. Did they even make that show anymore?

We slunk back upstairs, ignoring a humming Renee pouring coffee in the kitchen. We dressed quickly, and I gave Bella a deep, encouraging kiss. "I love you," I reminded her.

"I love you, too," she said, kissing me swiftly. "I really don't want to go back down there."

"Me either," I said. "But we gotta face them sometime."

"Yeah, I just wish it wasn't post-orgasm," she said, shuddering once more.

"Hey, I thought you liked those," I teased, and that brought a smile to her face.

"Oh hell yeah," she said, and pulled me in for another searing kiss. She did that thing with her tongue… the thing that floored me every single time and had me begging for more like some little puppy needing affection. Dammit, she was going to kill me before this day was over. My cock couldn't get enough of her, and I couldn't either.

Renee was still humming, but at least Charlie had the good decency to look embarrassed.

"Good morning, kids," she sung, and gave me the once over before hugging Bella. Oh, Zeus, strike me down now. Just one lightning bolt might do the trick.

Maybe I could convince Bella to stay at my parents place for the rest of the trip. I knew that Carlisle would never, ever check out Bella.

From the dirty looks she was shooting at her parents, I'd say it wouldn't be a tough sale.

I gulped down an entire glass of orange juice in one long sip, and dug into my plate of toast, oatmeal and bacon. I was ravenous after giving three orgasms and having two myself. I was always famished after having sex with Bella. The girl knew exactly how to exhaust me. And now I'm hard again. FUCK. Today just kept getting more and more inappropriate as the seconds ticked by.

"So what are you kids up to today?" Charlie asked, clearly trying to behave normally. We were all ignoring the huge fucking elephant in the room. And, it was more than just an elephant. It was one of those performing elephants, the kind people rode on to weddings in India, with the big old saddle, and the colorful embellishments and whatnot.

"I think we're going down to La Push," Bella said.

Uh, wait, what?!

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