Okay, kids…this is going to be kind of a long a/n for us. This chapter includes some material that definitely isn't for anyone under age and for anyone that has a problem with, shall we say, adventurous sexual activity. I did not take this lightly, and I hope it doesn't seem gratuitous. This was somewhere I felt Emmett and Rose's relationship would go naturally and that it would be something that they would have to deal with eventually considering their own sexual histories. I don't mean to get all heavy on ya, but this chapter means a lot to me and I hope you enjoy it.
And thank you to rob, withthevampsofcourse and jandco for being our threesome muses. You truly inspire us. And more thanks to withthevampsofcourse for being an impromptu beta for this chapter. Thank you for the biting.
SO…ONE MORE TIME FOR GOOD MEASURE…
WARNING…THERE WILL BE M/F/F SEXUAL ACTIVITY IN THIS CHAPTER…IF THAT OFFENDS YOU, DO NOT READ. THIS IS NOT HARD CORE OR ANYTHING BUT I KNOW THAT SOME PEOPLE ARE OPPOSED TO THE IDEA OF IT.
EMPOV
I followed the girls out to the dance floor and on the way caught Jacob staring blatantly at Rose again.
Anger flared up in my chest and I knew I had to find out what had happened between them. Rose not talking about it made me think it was horrible, maybe it wasn't really that bad. He said something about her dancing at a club, and watching her. Maybe it was just as simple as that and I was blowing it out of proportion.
Leaning over close to Rose's ear, I whispered that I would catch up to them in a second. She nodded, giving me a curious look. I put my arm around her waist and squeezed.
"You better dance with me when I get out there. I'll probably have to fight to get the guys off of you." I smiled and raised my eyebrows.
She just laughed, smirking. "You can handle it, big boy."
I smacked her on the ass before turning away and I could hear her laughter follow me.
Jacob and his friends were at a table across from ours and they were all watching the girls out on the dance floor. When I got to their table, Jacob startled, looking up at me a little guiltily.
"Emmett, what's up?"
"You got a minute?" I was trying to stay calm; it would be easier to get him to spill if he wasn't afraid of me kicking his ass.
"Sure, whatcha need?" He stood up, and I nodded towards the bar, gesturing for him to follow me.
We got to the bar and sat down on a couple of barstools.
"So, you were saying something about Rose earlier, that you had seen something. What did you mean by that?" Better to ask straight out, not beat around the bush.
"Emmett, I think you should ask Rose about it. I mean, it's more her deal really, than mine." He shifted uncomfortably on his seat.
"I want you to tell me. What did you see?" I was staring at him, trying to look as authoritatively as possible. He hesitated, looking anywhere but at me.
"Jake, just give it to me, quit screwing around."
"Okay, fine. I still think it would be better for her to tell you, but whatever." He sighed, resigned, his head down. "I was at the library one day, looking for something for class. It was right after I had my surgery and I was still stuck in my wheelchair. I was in one of the aisles looking for a book, when Rose saw me. I was, just sitting there and she started, um, shit, how do I say this? Well, she had a skirt on and she sort of gave me a show. You know, she was fingering herself." He flushed and coughed, before continuing. "It was fucking hot."
I growled, and his head popped up. "Dude, I had no idea she was your girl. I didn't do anything." His face reddened at the end.
"What do you mean, you didn't do anything?" Knowing Rose's control issues, I could only guess.
"I meant I didn't do anything, I just watched. And it's not like I asked for her panties or anything."
I grabbed him around the throat. "Her panties? What the fuck are you talking about?"
"Emmett, let go of him."
I closed my eyes and just focused on staying calm, releasing Jake's throat from my hand.
Rose put her hand on my bicep, pulling me around to face her.
"I thought you were going to come and dance with me?" Her eyes were trying to search mine, but I couldn't look at her yet. I looked over at the crowd to where Jessica was still dancing, and she waved, calling us back over.
"Yeah, let's go. I'll let Jacob get back to his dinner." I nodded in his direction, "See you at practice, Jake."
"See you Emmett. And nice to meet you, Rose." He was trying to be polite but I couldn't keep from gritting my teeth.
"Bye, Jake." Rose waved to him before wrapping her hand around my arm. "Come on, hot stuff, let's get out there."
I knew she was just trying to distract me, but Jake's words kept running through my head. I shook my head, to clear my mind. If I thought about it too much I was bound to lose it.
I noticed that Rose had a couple of drinks in her hand, long island ice teas by the looks of them.
"You get me anything?"
"You were at the bar; didn't you get yourself a drink?"
"Nah, just wanted to talk to Jacob about something." I wasn't going to press her here about it; we would have to talk about it later.
"Well, these are for me and Jessica. Did you want something?"
"I'm good." Not really, but whatever. "I'll be the DD tonight, I guess."
"Sounds good to me."
We had made it out to where Jessica was dancing, and Rose handed her the drink. Jessica drained the glass in her hand before taking the new one. At this rate, she was bound to be trashed pretty fast.
Rose started dancing, and Jessica slid right up to her, grinding against her hip. Rose smiled at me over Jessica's head, almost rolling her eyes and my heart tugged. I moved behind her, pulling her hips back against me. It was too hard to look at her in the eyes right now, so this would be easier.
Rose wrapped one arm back around my neck, holding my head down close to her neck. I inhaled, running my nose up her throat just breathing her in and she sighed. Jessica was oblivious, grinding herself on Rose leg, but Rose didn't seem to mind. I wondered if she did this very often.
Nope, not going there.
Every once in a while someone would try to work their way into our little group, but the looks Rose would throw at them usually scared them off. Jessica proceeded to drink 3 more Long Island Ice Teas, practically chugging them. It was impressive.
After about an hour of dancing and drinking, Rose leaned in and whispered to me. "So, when are we heading out? I'm a little tired of this crowd."
Jessica perked up when she heard Rose mention leaving, looking back and forth between Rose and me. I raised an eyebrow and smirked.
"We can get out of here now, if you want." I turned to the girl on Rose's leg. "Jessica, you ready to go?"
She squealed and nodded exuberantly, "Sure, just let me grab my purse. I'll be right back."
I glanced at Rose, wondering how she was handling the idea. She was looking at me, her eyes wide.
"You okay with her coming with us?" I wasn't sure what I wanted her to say.
"Sure, whatever you want." She shrugged, seemingly indifferent.
Jessica was back and put her arm through mine. I stuck out my other arm for Rose and we all headed for the door.
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The ride to my house was short, which was good because we were all a little quiet. I parked, and the girls followed me to the door, waiting while I unlocked it.
Jessica was in the door and looking around immediately.
"Wow, your place is so nice! You have really good taste." She was slurring her words a little now, and seemed a tad off balance.
"Thanks. It's comfortable. Did you want the tour?"
She clapped excitedly, "Sure! Lead the way."
I took them through the living and dining rooms first, before heading into the kitchen.
"You want anything to drink? Water, Coke?"
"Do you have any vodka? I'm not picky about the brand." Jessica was leaning on the island, her shirt hanging low. I noticed Rose's eyes lingering on the display she was making, her eyes a little angry and a little lustful, too.
I got the Grey Goose down from the cabinet and poured some over ice for Jessica.
"You want anything, Rose?"
'I'm okay, babe. Thanks." She moved closer to me, her eyes on Jessica.
Was she trying to mark her territory, jealous of the other girl? Well, now she could see what I was feeling.
"Let's continue the tour then, girls."
I walked them down the hallway past my office and the guest bedroom, pointing out the rooms as well as the hall bath.
When we go to the last door, I opened it and stepped aside letting them both walk into the room ahead of me.
Jessica marveled at the huge bed which took up almost all of the room. She walked over and sat down on the edge, bouncing to test the mattress.
Rose sat down next to her, but she looked at me for a long time, as if she was waiting for some kind of signal. With her attention on me, she didn't notice Jessica crawling closer to her before she ran her hands through Rose's hair.
"You have the most beautiful hair. It's so soft, so straight and blonde." Jessica's voice was soft, wistful. Her own hair was wavy, a light brown color, not nearly as gorgeous as Rose's. Rose had the hair of a goddess.
As Jessica's hands ran through her hair, Rose's eyes slid closed. I know she liked having her hair played with; Jessica couldn't have picked a better move to make Rose more comfortable. But I don't think Jessica was trying to convince Rose of anything, it seemed like she was in awe of her beauty. I know I was.
Jessica moved to stand in front of Rose, in the space between her legs, brushing her hair from root to tip, slowly and reverently. I was jealous of her, now, of Jessica. I wasn't sure I should have even asked her here but I wasn't going to make a big deal of it as long as Rose wasn't concerned. I was hard, my cock thrumming, watching them. I rubbed one hand along my rigid length.
Rose lay back down on the bed slowly, her eyes still closed. Jessica went on all fours over her body, skimming her hands up her sides. When she was face to face with Rose, she leaned back and moved to the hem of Rose's shirt. She slid her hands underneath, rubbing circles on her skin. I knew how soft that skin was over her tight stomach, how when you touched lightly enough she would pull her stomach muscles in with a sharp breath.
Jessica started to unbutton Rose's sweater, leaning down to lick the exposed skin with every button undone. Rose was breathing hard, head turned to the side, her eyelids fluttering. Once she had them all unbuttoned, Jessica pushed the fabric to the side, exposing Rose's chest to our hungry eyes.
I could feel myself get even harder, which seemed impossible, when the front clasp on her bra was opened and her full breasts fell out. I moved closer to the bed, and Jessica looked back at me, wondering what I was going to do. I fell to my knees by Rose's feet, and ran my hands up her calves, slipping her heels off as I rubbed her arches.
Her legs fell open, knees at my sides and I scooted in closer. Jessica moved to kneel over Rose's head, facing me, her fingers tracing the curves of Rose's breasts. When the cool air hit the tips they puckered and she leaned forward, capturing one nipple in her full lips. Jessica's knees were next to Rose's head, but Rose hadn't turned.
When she felt Jess's mouth on her breast, she moaned, her lips parting close to the sensitive skin of Jess's inner thigh and she reached her arms up around Jess's waist bringing her closer. Her tongue began running up Jessica's thigh to the hem of her skirt. Jessica leaned back, pulling her panties off and her skirt up.
Rose moved back between her legs, lapping at her slit. Jessica sighed, her hands grasping Rose's nipples, pinching and twisting them in her fingers. I watched them, groaning, wishing I could sit back and enjoy the show but I moved my hands to Rose's feet instead of my straining erection.
I trailed my hands up her long legs, my fingers pushing towards the moist heat under her panties. Pushing her skirt up on her hips, I traced the edge of her panties, pink rosebud printed cotton, kind of a change from her normal lace panties, before using my teeth to pull them down. She gasped when my teeth grazed her mound, and her hips bucked up, causing Jessica to hiss as Rose moved beneath her.
Once I had them to her knees, I pulled them off with my hands, eager to put my mouth where the flimsy cotton had been. Licking my way back up, I slid two fingers into her heat, her walls gripping them tightly. She was so wet, dripping for me. I pulled my fingers out and sucked them clean with a pop. She moaned again, looking down at me under her eyelashes from between Jess's legs.
"Emmett." She moaned my name, her voice hoarse.
"You like that, Rose? You like it when I taste you?" My own words were low, and I felt a surge of pride at her wetness.
Leaning close to her shining folds, I nuzzled in, breaching them with my tongue. Searching for her clit, I sucked it into my mouth. I shoved my fingers back in, roughly, filling her with them.
I could hear her moans over the sound of our tongues lapping and my fingers sliding in and out, and I watched as Jessica hips rolled over Rose. My body reacted, my heart was racing and I was breathing heavily. I couldn't wait to crawl up her body and get inside of Rose.
Her thighs were clenching around my head, and I could feel her getting close, her hips were rocking with my thrusts. Her fingers reached down to grasp onto my shoulders, sliding up my neck to tangle in my hair. She tugged at my curls, twisting the short locks around her fingers, pulling me in even closer so that I was immersed in her. Her long neck was straining to reach Jess's sweet spot. I growled; the vibrations from my lips on her causing her to cry out.
"Em…oh, god…oh, oh." Her words were muffled by Jess's body and she was bucking faster. I pushed harder, stretching her with another finger.
I had to hold her hips down so that I didn't lose my rhythm, dragging the flat of my tongue against her clit, slow and hard. She was still calling my name when the first wave hit her, her body closing around my fingers, squeezing them tightly. I kept at it, my tongue flicking at her sensitive nub.
She came a second time, hissing through her clenched teeth and I slowed down, letting her ride out the tremors. Jessica was screaming out, her body shaking with pleasure as Rose kept her pace steady. When they had both calmed down, I placed a kiss on Rose's hip before standing up. Jessica slid down the headboard to rest on the pillows, pulling Rose's head into her lap.
Rose looked up at me expectantly; her eyes wide and her lips shining with Jessica's juices, knowing that I wasn't done yet, not even close. And when I looked in her eyes, all I could see was the image Jacob had described for me. Rose with her hands in her panties, fingering her slick folds, with him watching, probably jacking off as she came. My chest was tight, with lust and rage. I wanted to scream at her, make her feel how much it hurt me. Instead I grabbed her hips and pulled them to the edge of the bed roughly.
RPOV
I felt Jessica move behind me, my head pulled into her lap. I took a deep breath, my whole body feeling spent. I watched as Emmett stood. His pants were bulging and I was sure he wasn't done with us yet, but as I watched his face changed. His look of satisfaction with a job well done was wiped clean, replaced with anger.
I knew he was mad about Jacob and I had hoped I would be able to explain everything tonight. But then he invited Jessica with us, and I went along with it. It wasn't a big deal. We both had done this before, just not together. And I wasn't sure if what we had was strong enough to handle both the thing with Jacob and having Jessica too.
He pulled his shirt off, throwing it to the ground, and I heard Jessica gasp at the sight. Just wait till he takes his pants off girl, I wanted to say.
His hands were at his buckle as he stared at my pussy, and he growled before sliding his pants and boxer briefs down his . Jessica moaned when she saw how hard he was. He was beautiful, all toned muscle and golden skin. My mouth watered, and I sighed.
When he gripped my hips in his big hands and dragged me to the edge of the bed, I knew that he was lost, that he wasn't in control. It would be okay, I didn't think he would hurt me.
I liked it rough anyways.
But when he couldn't look me in the eyes, I got worried. He kept looking anywhere but my face. And then he growled.
"Fuck." He barked at me before flipping me over roughly so that I was on all fours. "I can't look at you now, Rose."
"You don't have to, just fuck me, Emmett." I moaned as his erection breached my lips, slipping just inside, before he slammed into me. He ripped off my sweater and my bra, gripping my shoulders as he slid in and out of me, fast and hard. I was so wet from before that I could feel my wetness getting all over my thighs.
I had gotten so wrapped up in looking at Emmett that I had forgotten Jessica was still there so when I looked up from the bed and saw her face, I blanched. She looked a little scared, her gaze moving from my face to Emmett's, and back. I shrugged at her, unsure of what to say. I didn't think Emmett remembered she was here and he had some shit to work out with me, so I had a feeling she had gotten all she was going to get tonight.
I could tell she was thinking the same thing, because she pulled on her skirt and started grabbing her stuff. She was in such a hurry she forgot her panties, but I was in no position to remind her. Emmett was working me pretty hard, slamming into me so hard my legs were shaking.
I watched her leave the room, throwing a wave at me over her shoulder, before I turned to look at Em. His face was all scrunched up, like he was trying to forget something and I knew he was thinking of my show for his player.
Damn it, if I had known that kid knew Emmett, I would have never done that. Well, not never, but I didn't want to hurt Em.
And he was hurting.
He turned my head away from him roughly, "You like it like this don't you, Rose? When you can't see my face? Anonymous, is that what does it for you?" His voice was breaking as he spoke, and his hands moved from my shoulders to my hips, his fingers biting into my skin.
I was having trouble breathing, so talking was going to be a problem.
"Did you hear me Rose? Or are you not going to tell me? Don't think I can handle it?"
I was pretty sure he couldn't handle it, couldn't handle who and what I had done before I met him.
He grabbed me around the waist, lifting me off the bed and held me against his chest, our bodies still joined. His mouth was close to my ear, and he bit it, laving with his tongue afterwards.
"Emmett, I…oh." I moaned as the hand that was at my waist worked it's way down my hip, down to where we were connected, his fingers sliding over my clit. I wouldn't be able to answer him, not if he kept this up.
And I really hoped he did.
I wrapped my ankles around his knees, giving me some leverage to move and I began pushing off of him with my hips.
"No, Rose, I'm in control tonight. Not you." He growled in my ear, pulling me back suddenly.
"Are you?" My voice was breathy, and it came out more like a question than the statement I had meant to make. I fought to get a little space so that I could try to turn, wanting to see his face, wanting him to kiss me.
He didn't answer me; he just tugged painfully so that my head was turned away from his, his hand wrapped up tight in my hair. I thought I felt him lean in close and inhale, his nose in my hair but I couldn't be sure. And then he bit my shoulder. Hard.
That's going to leave a bruise.
I groaned, and could feel myself tighten around him. He stayed close to my shoulder, his teeth digging into my skin. He was breathing hard, his hot breath caressing the places his teeth had just marked.
I ran my hands up his sides, my nails scratching his ribs, his back.
"Oh, fuck. Rose." His voice was ragged, and my heart tugged. This whole night had been a lot for him.
He was close, and so was I. I just hoped we could come together.
His head fell back as he worked my hips on himself, his arms like a vise around me.
I turned my head just enough to get closer to his arm and I bit down on his bicep. He snarled, and I licked over the bite, nipping with my teeth as I went.
"Rose." He cried out as he pumped his release into me, his slick finger still working my clit. I followed after him, my legs shaking against his, my teeth still on his arm. As the tremors subsided I felt his arm loosen.
My feet slid down his legs, landing on the floor in front of his. I was still panting, but I turned around to face him, to see what he was feeling. His head was down now, his eyes on the floor.
I grabbed his hand and pulled him towards the bed. He dragged his feet as he followed me.
When the backs of my knees hit the mattress, I sat down and scooted up towards the pillows. He crawled up after me, still looking at the floor, the wall, anywhere but me.
Crap.
I laid my head down on my pillow and patted the spot next to me, turning on my side so that I was facing him. He laid his head down but then sat up again, pulling something out from underneath his shoulder.
Jessica's panties.
He stared at them, then he closed his eyes.
"Shit."
I grabbed them out of his hand, chucking them over my shoulder.
"Emmett, look at me." My hand cupped his chin, bringing his eyes to meet mine.
He stared at me I intently, searchingly. I smiled.
"Rose." He shuddered and I ran my hands up his neck into his hair, scratching his scalp lightly, just the way he liked.
"It's okay, Emmett. I'm okay." I wasn't about to bring up the fact that I had liked how rough he was. He was feeling guilty and needed to figure that out.
"Oh, Rose." He sighed before bringing his mouth to mine, brushing his lips gently, our noses just touching. My hands were in his hair, pulling him closer. He deepened the kiss, but was still very reserved.
"I'm serious Emmett. It's okay."
He pulled away, looking at me again, before resting his head on my chest, his arms clamped around me.
We would have to talk about this later. It obviously wasn't going to happen tonight.
AC: so, um, yeah…do you think we lost them all?
AN: I hope not…Rose and Emmett have some talking to do…
AC: True. Next chapter?
AN: Yeah...let's get to work, see if we can keep them interested…
AC: Speaking of interested…should we tell them what we are working on next?
AN: Nah, lets try to get the prologue together and then we can spring it on them…
AC: I think they will like it…at least I hope so.
AN: Edward in a mask and thigh high leather riding boots? What's not to love?
AC: So true, so true…