Rose POV

When school finally ended we all met back at the Acadia. I could see the looks on everyone's faces, they were all ready to get out of this hell we willingly subjected ourselves to each day.

It wouldn't be much longer until I could have Emmett all to myself. And little did he know what surprise I had up my sleeve for him.

The ride home was annoying Emmett and Jake rambling on about all the crap they did to their teachers and starting to plan tomorrow's dirty deeds. As much as I enjoyed having something to do other than listen to teachers drone on and on about things that I have already heard at least a hundred times before. And I had to hand it to them there were times that they actually were funny, although more often than not I had seen them all and being with Emmett, I had seen his twist on things.

When we got home everyone decided to gather in the living room since Esme and Carlisle were home. We spent a few hours just hanging out in the living room talking with each other and discussing today's events. Jazz and Edward got into one of their typical games of chess that was too complicated for the rest of us to care about, Alice and Ness were talking about some major design plans for our wardrobes, and of course Emmett and Jake were trying to decide what to unleash tomorrow. Bella was trying to tie some things with Carlisle and Esme about some vacation that she wanted to take with Edward, and that left me sitting here board and with too many things to think about.

I knew I had to do something to get Emmett's attention before this planning thing turned into an all night affair. I wanted my alone time, and the car this afternoon just wasn't enough to satiate my hunger. Leaving them to their own devices I got up and started getting things ready, changing into an outfit that I knew Emmett would appreciate, and pulling all my favorite toys forward for an evening full of fun.

Once everything was in position I yelled down the stairs for him, knowing that once he heard the tone in my voice he would more than likely come running. Sure enough the moment I closed the door I heard him running full speed and he was in front of me blocking the door in three seconds flat.

I licked my lips as I approached Emmett in my cop uniform. It was actually not even a uniform; I was wearing fishnets and a latex type cop costume that barely covered my ass. I came fully equipped with a hat, gloves, and badge to match. It was cute, damn sexy, and to Emmett's liking it was purchased at some adult store.

Emmett was clearly taken by surprise. "I like the hat," he finally said after a long five minutes of gawking with black, lustful eyes.

I moaned at the sight. He groaned as he looked at me lustfully. I could see his erection pushing tightly against his jeans.

"Is that how I make you feel?" I teased. He began to catch onto my shameless banter.

"Only a fraction, baby," he replied seductively.

I sat on his lap, and wrapped one hand around his neck, placing the other hand on his waist, and crossed my legs to the side of him.

"Rosie, do you wanna know what I feel?" Emm inquired with raised eyebrows. His breath was trickling down my neck now, as he moved his lips lower toward my shoulder.

"Baby, I can feel you," I said in a soft moan.

And with that I crushed his lips with mine. I could feel everything he wanted to do to me, and it made me so hot. I felt the wetness begin to pool between my legs as his cock twitched under my pressure. My resistance was stronger though, as a woman I was better at controlling my urges. This knowledge only made it that much easier to tease any man. Men were too eager for the own well being, they needed women to slow it down so they could enjoy and savor the amazing temptations that could be created.

After several minutes of massaging our tongues with each other, he began sliding his hands down my sides, only to stop and rest them on my thighs keeping them there. I broke the long kiss and looked into his lustful, deep black eyes.

"Emm, guess what time it is?" I asked, tilting my head to the side.

Looking at me confused he questioned, "11:30?"

I rolled my eyes, "No silly, it's time for the closet." I tried to sound lustful but it came out more as a giggle.

The excitement was clear in his eyes as he smiled at me widely. "Do I need to get the handcuffs?" he tried to ask seriously, although I saw through the façade to the humor clearly lingering in his eyes.

He started to nibble on my neck. "Mmmm nope, you need the whip; you've been a very bad vampire."

"Really?" he asked, with eyebrows raised, anticipation thickly laced in his features.

I growled causing his shoulders to shake from playful laughter. "On second thought, you will need those cuffs, I am the lady of the law, and you've been a naughty boy. I might have to punish you."

After winking at me he jumped up and began heading toward the closet. I just sat on the bed and watching him sort through all the toys piled in our closet. My eyes slowly raked over his exposed back, taking in everything that was Emmett before I finally stationed them on his ass. I watched as he playfully wiggled his body around in seductive motions trying to get me riled up.

He knew how to get my panties in a wet messy knot. Each one of his motions slowly caused my resolve to weaken and the desire to burn deeper. I leaned back into the bed taking in the scene in front of me and began running my finger lightly over my wet clit. As the sensations increased my eyes closed on their own accord, and I could no longer hold the moan that had been building back as I felt the bed shift under Emmett's weight.

"Officer," he whispered in my ear. I opened my eyes and smiled as I felt him nibble on my neck.

"Damn. I love it when you do that," I happily whimpered.

He chucked somewhere along my neck and started to slide his hands further down my sides. In one motion he stopped nibbling, and slid his hands lower still, down past my hips over my thighs, caressing my lower legs, until he finally stopped when he reached my feet. Finally when he slid off my high heels, I knew what was next.

I stopped his hands as I shook my head. "Nu-uh, my turn."

He smiled as I flipped him quickly and forcefully all the while, giving him my best seductive look as I placed my hands over his thighs. We never stopped looking in each other's eyes, forging our connection to be stronger. The intense look he was casting at me only caused my immeasurable need for him to grow deeper.

I slowly trailed my hands across his pants touching all of the vital aching and throbbing parts of him, then unfastened his jeans and yanked them off of him in one fluid movement, then threw them to the floor, leaving him in his silky black boxers, my secret favorite color, which only he knew.

"Mmmm," I said, he chuckled.

"You are so fucking hot right now; damn I want you so bad," Emm whispered.

"In that case----"

But Emmett was too fast for me. He then leapt towards me in full force knocking me off the bed, and landed on top of me. I groaned with protest, we were going to do it on the floor, and my hat was gone.

"What…sexy?" he whispered, in between our kissing.

"You know I like the bed better," I tried to say, "I get to tie you to it."

"Mmmm hmmm, but the floor is more dirty," I chuckled, because I knew Emmett's favorite place for fun was the floor. "Plus, I'm a bad vampire, remember?"

"Fine, only this time. But you don't get to whip me." I grinned.

He stopped kissing me and looked up at me with pouty eyes. "Why?"

I laughed, "I get to whip you, you're the criminal, not me. Remember, I'm the hot, sexy, trampy police officer and you're my naughty prisoner."

He grinned mischievously. "Then whip me officer."

I stood up and shaking my hips a little, knowingly teasing him, and grabbed the whip from the bedside table. "Mmmmm," he moaned in anticipation.

As I advanced toward him, I cracked the whip against the floorboards alongside him while throwing my gloves off.

"On your knees, bitch," I ordered and he followed commands without hesitation, I quickly whipped his back. "You've been a naughty little vampire; I'm going to have to punish you." I cracked it again, of course it didn't even make him flinch but it was still fun to tease him.

"Punish me then!"

I giggled and used my foot to force his knees apart farther.

"Hands on your head now!" I ordered as I cracked the whip against my thigh relishing in the sensations that it sent soaring through me.

"Rosie baby!" He shouted, playfully while complying with my order.

I snickered trying to keep my face. "Officer Rose!"

I whipped him then, hard against his back. "Officer Rose!" he exclaimed.

"Who are you crazy for, Emmett Cullen?" I yelled.

He groaned, "Officer Rose!" I whipped him again.

"Who are you crazy for Emmett Cullen? Louder! I can't hear you!" I yelled again.

"Rosalie Hale!" he yelled.

"Sing for me then," I yelled.

"I'm crazy, crazy for Mrs. Rosalie Hale! Crazy, yes I'm crazy for feeling so horney---"

I laughed, this time I couldn't help it. "Enough, I'm sure you've learned your lesson, I can't take it anymore!"

With that I hurled myself onto Emmett knocking him out of breath with the force of my lunge, I grinned wickedly and started to kiss his cold, yet luscious lips.

"So fucking hot," I muttered amidst kisses.

I traveled down his jaw, his neck, his chest to his stomach.

He astonished me and rotated so that he was on top of me. I massaged my chest against his, polishing my hardened nipples along his body. He moaned into my mouth, the vibrations tickling my throat. I slid my hands over his clothed chest, slipping the clear plastic buttons out of their slots. I removed his shirt, exposing his flesh to my greedy hands and mouth. I kissed up and down his body, licking his firm muscles.

He felt around my back finding the zipper, then jerked my slutty suit off, leaving me clad in only my tights.

"What? No bra this time?" he teased.

"You yanked it off along with my costume," I clarified, a little perturbed, "I swear Emmett if you broke this one..."

He rolled his eyes and eyed my chest. Then he kissed all around my breasts, and started his way down to my tights. He bit down and started to remove them with his teeth.

"Careful Emm, fishnets are very delicate clothing …."I couldn't help but remember what had happened to my French Maid costume that I had worn a few weeks ago.

Emmett slid my fishnets down my legs and discarded them with our other clothing. He coaxed my legs apart with a firm seducing touch of his hands, leaving me little willpower to deny him full access.

The moan that followed was unhinged as he kissed his lips against the lips of my raging core. It shouldn't have, but the next action took me by surprise and the squeal of excitement that followed only intensified the sensation of his tongue sliding his tongue between my hot wet folds. Emmett's lips and tongue gleefully played with my clitoris and softly plunged toward my opening. Eagerly he flicked it with his tongue causing me to thrust my hips forward meeting his face with pure desire.

"Mmmm. Emm, almost there," I whined, playfully.

"I know," he groaned, the vibrations of his voice sending a shock of warmth cursing down my legs.

I seized a handful of his boxers and jerked them off, tearing them at the seams. Flinging himself on me, teasing me, he placed the head of his well endowed cock at my entrance.

"You're not allowed to cum yet baby," he moaned his lips meeting mine once more.

I bucked my hips up toward him in an attempt to get what I craved. He just backed away further, chuckling to himself. "If you don't be good, I'll have to punish you instead," he said with the sexiest voice ever. I whimpered, needing him more than ever before.

Slowly, he pushed his tip inside me, but pulled out before getting any further. I almost cried out in physical pain at the lack of contact, but I remembered I had to behave. He pushed in again, going slightly further before pulling out. He looked at the strain in my face before he chuckled.

Unexpectedly, he thrust in as far as my body would allow in one hard push. He remained stationary, allowing me to adjust to his size and the full feeling he created within me.

"Wait I was in charge here, follow my rules, now give it to me! Hard!" I yelled. I was losing patience. He thrust into me, and rammed into me hard. I couldn't help the moaning that escaped from my lips. "Mmmm Emmm uhhhhh."

I never got tired of this; he was the exact definition of torture—the way he spoke to me….the way he tasted…like just now, as he slid into me back and forth, growing deeper with every movement of our hips. "Fuck, you're so tight!" Emmett exclaimed, causing me to moan louder.

"Mmmm, fuck is right."

He smiled as he let out a whine.

"Your cry is like music," I whispered.

"We forgot to use handcuffs….." he said playfully.

I groaned with disappointment. I wanted the added thrill, but his body felt so good in mine that I didn't want it to end with childish things like toys at this moment. He pushed himself harder into me hitting the perfect spot—the spot that made me weak in the knees and see stars behind my eyelids. This was his gift, his special talent, and only I knew how great he truly was.

"Leave them," I whimpered. Emmett went deeper.

He chuckled, "I believe that's a record. No handcuffs…."

I rolled my eyes, "Shut up and keep fucking the shit out of me."

Impatient as always Emmett eyed the night stand where the rest of my props sat awaiting him; keeping his rhythm he grabbed the table and cracked it into the bed. He broke contact with my body long enough to detach the hand cuffs from the holster, locked them around my left wrist, and weaved the other around the metal post on the head board above my head before locking the other latch around my right wrist. I gave him the most innocent and seductive look I could muster, trying to regain whatever contact he would allow.

"Fuck me, hard and fast," I ordered him, enthusiastically, he complied. Repetitively he pulled out slowly before thrusting back in, hard and fast, receiving audible moans from me. He continued his rough pace, each thrust causing my breasts to jump and hit his chest. Emm moved a hand from my hips to massage one of my breasts, pinching my nipples between his thumb and forefinger in time with his thrusts. With each thrust and squeeze bringing he brought me closer to my orgasm. Gauging my need he moved his hand down to my swollen clit, rubbing it roughly with swift hasty motions while pinching it and rolling it between well practiced fingers. I felt my peak rising stronger, as the heat intensified deeply in my stomach spreading to my lower limbs.

"Come for me, Rose, come for me!" Emm yelled to me. I felt my body swell with the orgasm Emmett summoned. Almost instantly my back arched heaving my chest into his as my toes curled, and my nails dug deeply into the strong muscles of his back. Euphorically my legs tightened into iron vices around Emmett's waist and I screamed and writhed in bliss. After several minutes I felt Emmett twitch hard inside of me as we rode out the last of my climax. His wonderful seed spilled inside of my depths causing a cool rushing sensation to cast over me as I felt myself tighten once more. Joyfully he entertained my clit as I rode out my second high of the evening.

We wrestled for hours, long, amazing, exhilarating hours. Our love making felt like minutes rather than the hours we spent wrapped intertwined with each other. First he fucked me hard on the floor, followed by a more sensual play session on my dresser, then Emmett threw me onto the chair and rocked me into oblivion, trailed by the breaking of the coffee table, until finally we finished on the bed. We claimed every piece of furniture, every insurmountable inch of our bedroom as our domain, and only now after the many hours were we beginning to feel the wear of exhaustion set in.

"You will be handcuffed to the bed next time," I murmured.

"And will you be a maid?" he teased.

I grinned. "Of course, I need to clean that dirty little mind of yours."

"Mmmmm," he murmured.