AN: This chapter is LOOOONNNG overdue. I apologise for the major delay in posting this update. I have participated in a couple of competitions recently, but it is no excuse!

Also, for fans of Unfortunate Contentment…don't give up! I am writing the next update :)

Hope you enjoy this one.

Safe Harbour

Chapter 22: Your Sex Monster

Waking up on Monday morning to a text from Emmett causes a smile to spread across my face. He apologises for falling asleep the night before and suggests we go to Sam's for breakfast. After having a shower and brushing my teeth, I call him up.

"Hey sweetie, so you still want to do breakfast?"

"Of course," I reply.

"Okay well, how about I pick you up in fifteen?"

"It's a date."

"Great! I mean…that's…what. That's what I want it to be." His enthusiastic and stumbling reply is adorable. "I'll see you soon, boyfriend."

"Looking forward to it, babe."

Hanging up with a smile, I let the towel drop from my waist and start getting dressed.

With black converses, black skinny jeans, a white V-neck and my dark green jacket, I head downstairs. My sisters say this jacket, 'emphasises my beautiful eyes,' causing them to just about, 'pop!'

Ahh. God bless them.

I'm able to dodge any questions from either of them as I wait for Emmett to arrive. I had told them the day before how Emmett and I planned to have breakfast together before we left Forks.

"You guys all packed and ready to go?" I ask, sitting next to them on the couch.

"Yes and no. We're packed, but I don't want to leave. It's so nice being back here, don't you think?" Rosalie enquires.

"Yeah it is. But I'll be glad to be home. I miss Jasper," Alice replies.

"That's true, Jake has been calling me non-stop. I imagine he's nervous about the baby and not being nearby," Rose muses.

"Hmm. Well it's been heaven staying here with Mom and Dad, but I feel the need for my routine again, I guess," I say.

"Oh yes, you're routine of; wake-up, work, dinner and bed. Who couldn't miss that?" Rose jokes. I'm almost offended at how boring she perceives my life, when she adds, "Mind you. That'll be all thrown out the window now that you have Emmett. And living so close by to each other, I think you'll be hard-pressed for any spare time for your friends, or even us!" She gives me a small pout.

I smile as I realise she is right. I'll have Emmett now and my life will be utterly different. Not so…empty. "Don't worry," I say, standing up as the doorbell rings, "If I'm not working, not with Emmett, not eating and not sleeping…I promise to see either of you before my friends."

I laugh at their faces, "You only have one friend and he's in Australia!" Alice exclaims.

The reminder of Paul causes me to wince in guilt. Even before he'd left to go on a really long holiday, I hadn't hung out with him for a couple of months. I could blame it on Demetri, but it was ultimately my own choice, and Paul had left three months ago. As a defence attorney, we'd met a couple of years ago; before I'd met D. We'd hang out almost every weekend by going to the pub. Only after I met Demetri we really only caught up every few weeks or even months at a time. I had been way too involved with D to spend much time with him.

When D found out I was catching up with a friend more frequently, he became even more aggressive with me and demanded I not see him anymore.

He didn't need to know that Paul was in fact a lawyer as well. He also didn't need to know that we would catch up during lunch hours. Paul knew all about D, and although he seemed hurt when I wouldn't hang out nearly as much as we used to, he never said anything.

Shaking my head, I return myself to the present and away from Paul.

"Oh…you're right. Then I guess I have no choice, huh." I start running away from them and towards the front door with a grin.

"Why, you little–!"

I interrupt Rose before she curses me, "Sorry sis, I gotta go! Bye, love you!"

Making my escape, I check that I have my wallet, keys and phone. Turning the knob, I open the door to find Emmett standing on the doorstep. The view of him causes me to freeze.

Standing there in all his gorgeous, tall form; his presence demands attention. I am the moth to his flame.

The heat in his beautiful blue eyes is intense as he stares at me. His skinny jeans hug his muscular thighs deliciously. My fingers ache to caress them, to feel his toned, strong legs through the denim. The button-up collar shirt he wears causes my breath to hitch. He's left the top three buttons undone. My eyes follow the path of his neck, down to the top of his torso. Now, I see that his shirt allows for some of his light brown chest hair to show. Licking my lips, I murmur a greeting.

I see his lips parting and coming together over and over. I see his mouth moving around. I see his tongue poke out every now and then, but I don't hear anything. Without thinking, I lunge for him. In a couple of strides I leap from the ground and jump into his arms. I don't even panic as I part my legs in the air, ready to wrap around his waist. I see his arms stretch out to catch me just in time.

Crashing my lips to his, all I can think about is this intense lust I have for Emmett. No one has ever before caused this amount of hunger from me by just being there. It's like he's a magnet for me; I have to be as close to him as possible. Pushing my tongue into his mouth, I can taste his minty freshness mixed with his own unique flavour. I am unaware of anything besides the two of us. As I moan loudly into his mouth, his hands tighten on my ass cheeks in pleasure. His reaction causes my lust to increase to another level.

"Emmett!" I gasp, rubbing myself against him with shameless abandon.

My fingers pull his hair, trying to manipulate his head as I kiss him. I feel our bodies jostling but don't care as my eyes remain closed, lost in him.

I feel myself moving backwards and then forwards for a while, and I am still engrossed in our tongues movement as I open my eyes. I lips part even more as I see Emmett's are open wide as he continues our kiss. They squint slightly before I feel something hard pressed up against my back. I pull back from him, turning my head here and there, only long enough to figure out that he had shut our front door for me and we were now at his car. Looking back at him so that I could feel his lips and tongue against mine again, I gasp at his expression. Dark with lust, the intensity of his stare causes my cock to twitch. He cocks his eyebrow and I blush. Realising that he felt it, I press myself harder into his groin.

He groans.

"Edward. You are a bad influence." He grunts, checks my legs are wrapped around him tightly, hooks his hands under my jacket and around my shoulders and then starts to thrust into me roughly. His body pins mine to his car as he pushes into me again and again. As if he doesn't care who could just see us and pass by, as if his need for me equals mine for him. As if his hunger for me is more important than anything else in this moment. My lips part in pleasure as his cock rubs against mine again and again.

Emmett uses that to his advantage and plunges his tongue into my mouth. Outside my parent's house, in broad daylight, my boyfriend is humping me against his car.

I have never been more turned on.

With my hands in his hair, I start to move into him as well. He begins rocking us faster and faster with his thrusts.

With my hands in his hair, he groans as I pull it.

"Oh God," I whimper. "Emmett if you don't stop, I'm going to come in my jeans."

The beginning tingles of pleasure warn me of my oncoming orgasm. I can feel my balls tighten.

"Then you better not come yet," he demands. "At least not until I have my mouth wrapped around your cock."

"Oh fuck… Oh fuck…"

Suddenly his hands disappear from inside my jacket. I fall down as he lets me go and then he steps away.

"Get in."

"What?"

"Get in the car, Edward."

His command is serious as he gestures towards the vehicle. Frowning, I turn to the passenger door only to have him yank me back.

"In the back!"

My eyebrows shoot up at his request.

"Why?" I ask with astonishment.

Frustration is evident on his face as he opens the back door and gently but sternly pushes me inside. He grunts and groans and he moves me further back until my head is against the opposite window. Hastily unzipping my jeans, he yanks them down just enough to pull out my cock. Wet warmth encompasses my cock as his takes it inside his mouth.

"Ah! Yes!" I shout out in pleasure as my hands lightly rest on his head.

Realising this is what he meant all along, a shock of pleasure runs through my body and ends in my cock. He can feel my hips start to move up and down as my want to fuck his face increases. Holding my hips down tightly with his hands, he doesn't allow me to control this at all.

Bobbing his head up and down with an increasing rate, I have no say whatsoever as he has full control.

After a couple more movements of his head, his mouth lets me go with a pop.

"Now, you're going to come when I say, on my tongue. Okay?"

Sticking his tongue out a little, he places the tip of my cock on it and begins stroking me with one hand while the other moves towards my mouth. Sliding two fingers between my lips, he stares into my eyes. "Suck on them, Edward."

I obey him quickly, lathering them with my saliva as I suck them as I would his cock. He pulls them out quickly with a moan.

With one more suck on my cock, he rests it back on his tongue and starts stroking me rapidly. A shiver runs down my spine as the beginning tremors cause me to pant out. His name is all I can think and say.

Just as I sense my orgasm is on the edge of its precipice, I feel a tingle as something circles against my sensitive hole. Swiftly, he thrusts his finger inside me, in and out as he continues to fist my cock. Waves of pleasure rush through me as my orgasm reaches its highest peak.

I'm moaning over and over again, chanting his name as I hold his head gently. My body jerks a couple of times as it is wracked with the waves and finally, long, thick streams of white land on his velvet tongue.

Coming back down from the high, I bask in the sounds of his delight when he tastes me. Without letting myself relax, I pull him on top of me. Needing him to feel similar pleasure, my tongue penetrates his mouth, tasting myself on him. While my hand reaches inside his jeans to yank out his cock. I'm not slow as I know it won't take long for him. Using my left hand to push up my shirt, I tug on his dick roughly; pumping him for all he's worth, I kiss him passionately.

"Uh! Uh! Uh! Edward!"

I swallow his cries of ecstasy and his spurts of cum land on my stomach.

Taking a moment to let each other breathe deeply, our lips are parted but still touching. Looking into each other's eyes, we both smile. I lean back to rest against the door as he falls on top of me awkwardly. Pushing himself down a little, he begins to clean my abdomen with his smooth, wet tongue. I squirm in ticklish delight as he laps it all up and then kisses me soundly.

"Fuck, that's hot," I murmur.

"You are a sex monster," he claims.

"I wasn't before you," I laugh. "I saw you and couldn't help myself. You were just too delicious looking. Besides…I'm your sex monster."

"Damn straight."

"Fortunately, I'm not," I joke.

"Ha ha." Leaning forward, he kisses me lightly a few times before lifting himself. "Come on babe, we better get going to breakfast."

"Oh shit, what's the time?"

"Umm…almost ten."

"Oh, that's alright then. We planned to leave at twelve," I explain, sitting up next to him.

"Cool, Jason and I are leaving then too."

Getting out of the back, we tidied up our appearances before getting back in his car and driving off for Sam's.

When we arrive at the diner, there are a just enough people for it to be comfortable. Anymore and it would probably be too loud.

After ordering our breakfast, our hands automatically link together as we talk about everything and nothing. Emmett tells me about a couple of movies he wants to see, perhaps with me. I tell him that I would love to and suggest we even have a movie night the next weekend.

"Sure! I could come to yours, or you could come to mine and we could just do take-out and movies."

"Sounds good," I smile contently.

The waitress drops off our food and we dig in. As Emmett is telling me a funny story about him walking in on Jason in a compromising position with a random guy, Riley catches my eye and waves.

"Hey," I greet with a smile as he walks on over with a pretty brunette.

Riley shakes Emmett's hand before turning towards the woman next to him. "Emmett you might remember her, but Edward, this is my sister, Sarah."

"Hi, nice to meet you," I say, lightly shaking her hand. She smiles but it doesn't reach her eyes.

"'Edward,' it's a rather unusual name these days, isn't it?"

"Sarah." Her brother admonishes.

Clearing my throat I smile shyly, "My parents were kind of old-fashioned when they had all us kids."

"Hmm."

She continues to eye me as if suspicious for some reason. Trying to not let it bother me, I turn to face Emmett as he tugs lightly on my hand. Leaning forward, he pecks me on the lips and then hums.

"That chocolate milkshake tastes delicious."

Riley laughs as I blush, but Sarah seems to look away, embarrassed. The phone in her hand beeps and she swiftly raises it to her face; reading a message on her screen, she smiles. "He's here and he's just parking," she explains to Rile.

"About time," he replies, "When you said your fiancé was meeting us for breakfast, I sure thought he'd be on time."

She huffs and rolls her eyes at him before going out to the cars.

"Well, I'm about stuffed from all this food. Shall we be on our way?" Emmett asks me.

"Yes," I answer getting out of the booth as well. Turning to Riley, I give him a big, tight hug.

"Have a safe trip back to New York. We'll have to catch up soon. Maybe we could visit you there at some stage or you could visit us in Seattle?" I suggest.

"That sounds fantastic! Well no doubt I'll be back here for Thanksgiving, so I'll probably see you then?"

"Yeah, definitely," I reply with a smile.

Emmett's hand grasps mine lightly just before Sarah arrives back next to Riley. As a familiar scent enters my nose, my body freezes. I associate that specific aftershave with pain and grief and tension. I hate it, and then man it causes me to think of. Trying to relax and shake it off, I don't want my past to affect my life so much.

Moving my body slightly so that I'm not blocking his sister, I shift closer to Emmett just as Sarah smiles with her hand clasped in a man's. "Riley, this is my fiancé. Demetri, this is my brother."

The name makes my eyes snap up to her and the accompanying man next to her. My body becomes stiff as I see his face. I almost can't believe it. It must not be real. This can't be happening. But it is.

This is real.

Riley's sister is Sarah.

Demetri's fiancée's name is Sarah.

She was suspicious when she heard my name. I'd said it on their answering machine over a year ago.

The pieces fell into place as my eyes widen in horror. Demetri was here. In the same room as me.

I know my breath had hitched as I realised it was him. I feel Emmett holding onto both of my hands really tightly before he says grits between his teeth. "You're Demetri?" he enquires, anger dripping from his tone.

Turning to face us, D's eyes pop, possibly wider than mine when he recognises me. "Edward?" he asks.

Realising that was all Emmett needed to hear, to know that this was in fact the Demetri from my past – I am too slow to do anything when I see him move. Pulling it back and then pushing it forward really quickly, Emmett's fist collides with Demetri's nose, causing it to crunch. Sarah gives a scream as Demetri steps back in shock, with his hands covering his face.

Striding forward so that he's in face, Emmett looks down on Demetri with utter disgust. "You don't know how much I'd like to beat the living shit out of you right now. But I won't. I believe in Karma, and when someone acts like a sadistic, abusive animal, such as yourself; she can be a real bitch."

"Dude, what did I ever do to you?" Demetri asks pathetically, knowing he's in the wrong as he glances at me.

"Don't even fucking look at him! I hope you go to hell for what you did to Edward." Turning towards Riley with such rage pouring from his body, Emmett places his strong hand on a shoulder. "You don't want your sister marrying this fucking creep. He's hurt Edward more than you will ever know."

With that, and before I could do or say anything, Emmett places his hands just below my ass cheeks. Lifting my tired body up and into his arms, he wraps my legs around his waist. Stroking my back as he tries to calm me, he carries me away from the scene and out of the diner. In the strong arms of my safe harbour, I close my eyes and just breathe.

AN: I did see this happening differently…but then figured this was the way to go. I'm wondering if anyone did suspect that Demetri's gf was in fact Riley's sister? I think I wanted to write it this way in order for it to be harder to guess, so that it was a real twist!

Let me know your thoughts?

Thanks for reading.