Chapter Seven

Problems

Emmett's POV

It was safe to say that I wasn't thinking of Rosalie in this moment.

Margarete got under my skin. She was right. I could smell her before anyone else could, before she even appeared. It was so strong. Familiar. Comforting. I followed her on her hunt to watch her more. I had no intentions of letting things go this far.

Now, I had her beneath me. Her stone body felt oddly soft. Her eyes stared back at mine. I could tell she was trying to switch the roles back. I wouldn't let her get the chance. I needed to be in control. I knew this was wrong, but I couldn't help myself. She needed to know I was stronger than her.

The second my lips were on hers, I wanted to shred her clothes off of her perfect body. My hands grasped hers, pinning them above her head. She tried to move away from me, but I wouldn't let her. She bit my bottom lip and then slowly parted her own, allowing my tongue to enter. I slid my tongue over and around hers. Her fingers, now laced with mine, squeezed my hands.

Everything I had, was on her. My thoughts, my focus. Most importantly my strength. I released a hand and moved it slowly down the side of her body. She continued to kiss me, no longer trying to pull away. I gripped the hem of her shirt and pulled. The fabric ripped so easily. She gasped and bit down on my lip hard. Punishment for me ruining her shirt, I'm assuming.

I ran my hand up her bare side, her skin was so smooth. I lifted myself off of her slightly, moving my hand to her toned stomach and farther up. My fingers skillfully moved under her bra. Edward was right, I had noticed her very large breasts and now, I wanted nothing more than to feel them. Taste them. I smirked against her lips as my hand slipped under the bra, completely, now cupping her right breast in my hand. I felt her nipple against my palm and I kissed her harder.

I broke the kiss, much to her dismay. I kissed my way along her jaw and down to her neck. She pulled her hands free and clutched on to my sides. I bit her neck playfully, teasing my tongue over her skin. This act, seemed so human. I was use to having to use all of my strength with Rosalie, fighting with each other to be in control. Margarete was more than thrilled to let me take the lead.

She arched her back against the grass, allowing me to unhook her bra. I did, willingly. Tossing the annoying bra to the side, her breasts were now free. I grinned and hungrily took a nipple in to my mouth. I circled my tongue around it, sucking on it gently. I could hear her soft moans. It drove me insane. The bulge in my jeans was starting to become rather uncomfortable and I was thankful when her delicate hands undid the button and zipper. I didn't even feel her hands move from my sides. I did, however, feel her hand wrapped around my cock, stroking it slowly. I almost lost it then.

How did she have this much power of me?

I couldn't hold back any longer. I clumsily stripped her of the rest of her clothes and parted her legs. She looked up at me, watching me. I positioned myself over her, the tip of my cock pushing against her entrance, "You didn't see this?" I asked in a soft voice.

She shook her head, wrapping her legs around my waist, "No. I'm dying to see how it ends though." Her voice was seductive.

In one thrust I was inside of her. Her moans echoed off of the trees and I put my lips against hers, trying to muffle her cries. I moved in and out of her slowly at first. She dug her nails in to my back and dragged them down, hard. Thankfully, it wouldn't leave a mark.

"Harder," she whispered against my kiss.

I obeyed. Who was I to not listen? I picked up pace and gripped on to her thighs. I stayed deep inside of her, afraid if I got to far, she would run. I slammed myself in to her, knowing she could take the pain, if there was any. I could feel that she was enjoying it. She was wet and tight. I growled deeply and she massaged her tongue with mine. Before I had a chance to stop her, she had me on my back and was riding me. I played with her breasts, pinching her nipples between my fingers. Her body started to tense and I knew she was about to climax. Her face was full of passion and lust. I moved my hands to her hips and held her still as I thrust my hips up against her.

She cried out as she went of the edge. I joined her quickly after. Exploding deep inside of her. My cock pulsed and throbbed as we finished. She collapsed on top of me, biting and kissing my neck. I inhaled deeply. Inhaling her scent. She slowly slid off of me. I sat up and she was standing, searching for her forgotten clothes.

"This is going to be a problem," she mumbled as she replaced her bra.

I pulled on my jeans, watching her, "Why?"

"I told your family I meant no harm," she hissed. "This is harm."

I picked up my shirt and pulled it on, while she finished getting dressed, "This was fun," I countered.

She stared at me, "You didn't even think of her."

I smirked, "Well, it was kind of hard to focus on anything but your moans. You felt so good," I stepped closed, wrapping an arm around her waist.

"You need to keep it to yourself," she said, placing a soft kiss on my lips.