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Safe Harbour

Chapter 6: Deceiving

Over an hour later, I feel as if I know all there is to know about Emmett McCarty. And although I can definitely feel the buzz of the alcohol, I feel utterly relaxed and happy in his presence. It only took me ten minutes to realise he was a total optimist. I swear, all he does is smile. He's just a happy person I guess.

And although his body build screams 'strong', 'masculine', and 'man' – his short curly hair, dimples and constant smile make him seem like a happy little boy.

He tells us that he's twenty-eight years old, living in Seattle, and is almost finished his studies to become a psychologist.

Right now Riley is near the bar on his phone with his boyfriend, so it's just the two of us, sitting opposite each other. I take in the fact that we're both leaning slightly towards the other as we speak.

After I tell him little things about myself; likes and dislikes, favourite music and movies, he starts to tell me about his family. His parents, Sue and Harry McCarty live in Forks, and he's here to visit them until the end of the week. Emmett lives in Seattle with his younger brother Seth and their five year old dog called Beast. Ironically, he's a small Jack Russel cross Chihuahua. I tell him that's my favourite kind of dog and his big, bright eyes widen in happiness as he grins and quickly gets his phone out.

Emmett gets up and joins me on my side of the table to show me some photos of Beast. Our heads are really close together as we look at them. I can feel his warm breath against my face, and smell his natural essence as well as his aftershave.

He smells delicious.

My eyes glance at him as I once again take in the sight of this man in his tight white v-neck, and skinny black jeans… and I realise that it's a good way to sum him up; delicious. The way his shirt makes it seem like his muscles could likely rip it apart - if he were to flex a certain way - is also hot. He points to a photo on his phone screen, and my eyes and mind firstly take in the image of his big, hands and long fingers.

The vision in my mind suddenly changes and involves me.

His hands, fingers, and me…

Or…my eager cock, which is trying to rip its own way out through the zip.

Shit.

I shake my head to concentrate and tell him that his dog is really cute. He acts offended as he tells me that he's not cute, he's a scary, wild dog. I smile and raise an eyebrow at him.

Laughing he allows, "Okay, okay, he might be adorable, but looks can be very deceiving."

His phrase makes my smile fade a little.

I can't believe I thought it to be possible that Emmett would be anything like Demetri. He seems like a big…teddy bear. I frown slightly as that saying sounds sort of familiar, but I ignore it.

I've never agreed more with the fact that looks can be deceiving. And in this case, I was glad to be deceived. I feel a grin spread across my face as I stare into his eyes. "Yes, they can," I whisper.

When he looks at me, I'm paralysed. Locked in his deep, dark blue eyes.

Like the tide of an ocean being pulled in by the waves, I'm trapped; as I subconsciously start to lean towards him. What am I doing?

He seems as entranced as I am. Gazing at me so intently, I'm becoming turned on.

For a second, we don't move. Our noses are touching and we're still looking in the other's eyes, but I slip. I glance down at his lips and look up just in time to see him do the same. He breathes softly across my face. "Edward."

His breath and overall scent is so heady and overwhelming. I feel utterly drunk with lust. My breath hitches at the sound of my name from his lips, his deep, rough voice. Simultaneously we lean in together, ultimately closing that tiny space between us. His lips are barely touching mine. For a second we don't move.

Slowly, he pulls back, only to press our lips together again; once.

Twice.

Three times…

So soft. So warm.

Suddenly, it's not enough. Without thought, one of my hands reaches for his neck and pulls him closer into me as I crash my lips to his. Kissing him deeply, this time he moans loudly. Suddenly we're exploding as our kiss becomes more passionate; lips nibbling, licking and sucking. What started as tentative, lazy kisses; has now become a battle. Not for dominance, but to be the one to bring the other the most pleasure. Both sets of eyes are still open, watching each other as we kiss. A slight pang of worry distracts me for a moment when his hands reach my hips, but as he swiftly yet gently moves me to straddle his waist I gasp in pleasure.

D never let me be on top. He was always in control.

I shake my head as I forget about him and concentrate on the man in front of me, below me.

His hands, wrapped around my hips pull me closer and hold me tight. Not controlling, but maybe protective? Making sure I don't fall. But as he holds me tightly to him, I like it. He wants me close to him. More importantly, he wants me close to him, in public.

But as he brings my lips back down on to his, with one of his hands behind my neck, I forget where we are. The sensations he is causing me to feel, just from kissing and touching me, are shocking. My eyes are forced closed with the absolute pleasure he is giving me. I run my fingers up his strong, wide torso, around his shoulders and up his neck. He moans at my touch.

When I feel his hands grasping my arse I hiss in pleasure.

"Emmett…"

He groans.

Moving his lips down along my neck, he leaves wet, open mouthed kisses everywhere. I can feel him all around me, and it's so intense. One of his hands is in my hair pulling it softly. I moan again as my lips are near his ear. Feeling an unknown courage suddenly embrace me, I wrap my lips and teeth around his lobe at bite it.

"Unghh!"

I smile as I realise he enjoys that a lot. Softly kissing it better I move back to his lips.

Suddenly his mouth is open and inviting me in. I don't waste time.

Plunging my tongue into him, it is finally met with his. We moan into each other's mouths as the kiss becomes even more passionate. I could kiss him all day long!

When I start to unknowingly rock my hips against him, his hands on my hips stop me. Suddenly I pull back and open my eyes; shocked with myself. As I try to gather myself and my breathing, I look around to realise we've got quite an audience, including Riley who's back at the table in Emmett's old spot. I feel myself blush.

Emmett chuckles as his fingers stroke against my cheek and make me look back at him.

"Hi," he whispers, his face completely exuding happiness with his broad smile and sparkling eyes.

'Sparkling eyes'? Fuck I'm a girl.

"Hi," I breathe.

His grin spreads wider, allowing me to see his dimples once again. He quickly shifts me so that I'm still sitting on his lap, but with my back against his chest. How does he do that shit so quickly?

His arms wrap around me, holding me to him as his lips move to my neck, kissing me gently. I blush as I smile at Riley.

"Well, you guys look pretty fucking cosy."

We laugh quietly. My heart is still beating very rapidly.

I feel his right hand running across my torso to place itself against my heart. As his fingers stroke me there, his lips are now at my left ear kissing and nibbling it. I chuckle and dip my head. It tickles.

I take a deep breath as I open my eyes to look at him.

"That has got to be, hands down, the sexiest, most enjoyable kiss I've ever had," Emmett said.

At my blush he strokes my cheek. "So beautiful," he breathes.

A throat clearing interrupts us for a moment and we both look away, to Riley.

"Well I have to be off," he says, running a hand through his hair as he stands up. "You'll both be okay?"

I glance back at Emmett and then smile, "Yeah. Actually, I think I best be going soon anyway," I add regretfully.

"Yeah, me too." Emmett spoke.

I slowly lifted from his lap and stood up to let him out.

We all said our goodbyes after we walked out of the club and Riley was the first to walk off, leaving Emmett and I to stand awkwardly, glancing at each other.

"Well, it was lovely to meet you Edward. I'm glad I did, and that…fuck…I um…that kiss…it was…shit." His hands move through his hair in frustration. "I-I liked it…a lot."

I smile nervously before pulling my bottom lip in between my teeth, "Me too. Very much."

Taking the couple of steps needed to reach me, he stood at, at least a head taller than me. My eyes only reaching the bottom of his neck and shoulders.

Emmett moves his fingers timidly to my cheek, lightly caressing it until I look into his eyes.

"May I kiss you again?" he whispers huskily.

Unable to speak, my head bobs up and down slowly and continuously until his lips crash down on mine.

Suddenly, the lust is back and I'm lost. I'm lost in him, in his presence, in his scent.

I can't think.

My mind goes blank as everything goes black.

A/N:

Describe your best kiss.

I'm hoping I haven't had mine yet… :P

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