A/N: You guys are FANTASTIC! I can't believe how you awesome you all are. I swear, those reviews made me want to start typing every time I read one. Sorry for the delayed update but I just got back home from all the holiday hoopla and I was enjoying a little time with my neglected boyfriend.
BUT ! Here you go, it's a little shorter but more lemony than before. I know you all begged for Edward's POV and trust me there will be one. Hopefully soon, within the next 2 chapters most def.
This chapter and the next chapter are going to be happening simultaneously so enjoy part one and I will jump on P2 as soon as possible.
Disclaimer: Stephanie Meyer owns Twilight, I own this game.
EmPOV
Oh. My. God.
This was turning out to be the strangest yet greatest night of my life. Who knew that the three women who lived below them were sex personified? I mean, I wouldn't mind doing any of them, but this leggy blonde that was currently leading me into the bathroom. Fuck, I wanted to do her the moment she stepped out of that stairwell.
Her roommate, Alice, was screaming at us, something about too much noise and sex but I could care less – hello, we were at college and you're living in public housing, it's not going to be a picnic.
I was getting ready to tell her all this when I saw her. Rosalie Swan in all her glory.
It was like an awesome tribute to 80s rock video goddesses; you know the ones that humped the car while the dude with the awesome perm wailed something fierce into the mike? Yeah, I mean, she walked out of the door wearing some skintight leopard print dress that was obviously meant to accent her awesome ass and killer legs.
Cue the fog and wind machine.
I could have sworn she was posing when her gaze met mine. Her eyes were filled with anger and something else, but she bit her lip slightly and I felt my pulse quicken. I took a second to look her up and down, taking my time emphasizing the curves her dress emphasized.
And those shoes – god I was a sucker for red high heels – I was gawking shamelessly at her legs that just seemed to go on for day. Fuck. I wondered what they would look like around my neck. At that thought I shuddered and tried to control Papa Bear who was suddenly alert and wanted to play.
Turns out we broke their mirror or something? So we decided to be gentlemen and fix the damage. So we took a little field trip to their room, taking note that the third roommate was fucking sexy in a naughty librarian type of way. I chuckled to myself; I bet Edward falls for her, he always digs those "bookworm by day, dominatrix by night" girls.
I jumped when I heard Rose say my name and I began cleaning the mess up that we had made. After that was done one of them suggested getting a little drunk and I was like, hell yes. Then they wanted to play a little game that I thought I was going to have to sign a consent form for. But trust me it was worth it when they finally showed us what were going to be playing.
Those girls were seriously twisted.
Then we started playing the most perverted family game I've ever heard of. Sex Jenga. I mean, who knew, closet freaks? And while watching Edward strip was funny as all hell, I couldn't take my eyes off Rose.
And now I was getting my chance. I happened to pull the tile that would finally secure me a little alone time with this vixen. Granted the end outcome was that I had to switch underwear with her but I had a little something up my sleeve.
She turned to me after opening the door, a smug look on her face trying to let me know that she was the one in control, but there was something else behind those beautiful baby blue eyes – and I was dying to know what.
We walked in and she turned to face me. God, she was fucking beautiful. She smiled at me and bit her bottom lip. Those lips, perfect and juicy looking, fuck, I just wanted to feel those lips on me.
"Well Emmie bear," Normally I hated when people called me "Emmie" let alone "Emmie bear" but man, I would let her call me Sally if she wanted to. She continued, "You ready?"
I nodded enthusiastically. She probably thought I was a spaz but I could care less, I was going to ravish this beauty one way or another.
She hopped up onto the counter and stared at me, "Well, am I going to have to take them off myself?" She gave me an innocent look and raised her eyebrow slightly. Oh god.
"Oh, you want some help with that?" I asked coyly. I can't believe I get to touch her, feel her skin against mine. I walked up to her and spread her legs slightly. I placed my hand on her thigh, making little circles in her skin with my thumb. I could have sworn I heard her moan slightly.
I looked up in her eyes, waiting for them to grant me permission to continue higher. My eyes met hers and she nodded slightly. I took a breath and moved my hands higher.
RPOV
I held my breath the moment I felt his touch on me. Oh god, my head was spinning. His hands were rough but there was an underlying gentleness about his touch. I threw my head back slightly and let out a quiet moan.
I begged him with my eyes to keep going. It was like my body craved his touch.
"Come on big boy, let's get these underwear off." I teased, wiggling my eyebrows at him. I let out a long laugh, pushing my chest out a little more and spreading my legs wider. Taking my cue he reached up, pushing my dress up past my hips and took in the sight of me.
I was thanking God I wore the cutest, slightly sexy, underwear in my drawer – I mean I could have worn the g-string that I kept for special occasions, but tonight I decided on a pair of cheekies from Victoria Secret, they were red with a little heart on the hip.
I felt his hands graze my thighs, and rest on my hips. I could feel my panties getting wet already, and I knew that once he felt them he would see how much of an effect he had on me. He leaned down a little, bringing his face eye level with my hips.
I felt him run his fingers across the front of them, resting his thumb right over my mound. He pressed down lightly, sending shock waves through my body. I let out a gasp and he grinned. Damn, he knew what he was doing to me, hell who cares he could do whatever he wanted to me.
He hooked a finger under each side of the waistband and slowly brought them down. I heard him gasp as he took in the sight of me. I grinned, knowing full well that he was gawking at me, and I knew he wanted to touch me, feel me.
He pulled them off the rest of the way, a goofy grin on his face and he looked over at the fabric, eyeing the wet spot that was more than evident. He looked up at me and I grabbed his hand.
I put his hand on my inner thigh, letting him feel the heat coming off my eager pussy. I needed to feel his hands on me.
"Higher." I instructed him, and he responded by moving his hands up. He squeezed my thigh and began stroking my soaking wet folds.
"Mmm… Emmett… yes." I could care less who heard what was going on all I know is that I needed some release, and Emmett was going to give it to me. I felt his index finger slip inside my folds, teasing my entrance. He slowly, torturously, teased my clit. Then suddenly he thrust his finger into me.
OH. GOD. YES. I screamed in my mind. Outwardly, I let out a low moan. Egging him on, I whispered, "Is that the best you got?"
With that he quickly thrust another finger into me. I heard him grunting, curling his fingers up to tease my g-spot. Fuck, this guy was good.
He stood up and bit my neck gently, teasing my skin with his tongue. He whispered roughly, "You're a fucking dirty girl. God you're so wet for me." Oh shit, how did he know that I loved dirty talk? It turned me on even more and I grabber the back of his head, pulling his hair a little rougher than I normally would.
"Fuck Rose, how'd you know I liked that?" He grinned and started kissing my neck. He began lightly sucking my skin, biting it and letting his tongue flick against it. He moved down lower and began kissing my collarbone. I felt him slip a third finger inside me and I almost lost it.
I could feel my orgasm building up, and I needed release fast. As if he was reading my thoughts I felt his thumb graze the tip of my clit. I pulled his hair a little harder, begging him to give me that release I so desperately needed.
Knowing I was close he increased the pressure on my clit. I could hardly breath, I felt my eyes roll up into my head and my hips were frantically thrusting against his fingers.
"Fuck Emmett, yes… faster…right there… oh god yes!" I was screaming now, not even fully aware of what I was saying. "Make me cum… please." That last part must have sent him over the edge because he bit down on my shoulder, pinched my clit and thrust his fingers hard inside me.
That was it. My eyes rolled back and a long moan escaped my lips. I felt my walls clamp down on his hand and I let my body ride the orgasm until it subsided. I felt him slowly withdraw his fingers from me, and a sudden feeling of emptiness filled me. He was still kissing my neck lightly and then he pulled back with a huge smile on his face.
Fuck, that was… god I needed it. And he knew how good it was for me and I couldn't deny it. But I couldn't forget the plan! So I grinned and pushed him back slightly, picking up my underwear from the counter and handed him them.
"Alright, now let's get these on you." I said, holding my hand out for his. "And give me your underwear."
I didn't understand why he stood there just smiling and then he spoke. "I'm going commando baby." Great, now I was going to have to sit next to him and he knew I wasn't going to be wearing underwear.
"Interesting. But that doesn't stop the fact that you have to wear mine." I smirked at him, making a motion with my hand letting him know that he could start anytime now.
"Wait… I still have to wear these?" He looked confused. I laughed. Silly boy.
"Of course, now hurry up big boy." I winked at him and turned to fix my hair in the mirror. Shit, there was a small mark forming where he was biting my neck. And … teeth mark on my shoulder.
Emmett went into one of the stalls and a few minutes later he walked out.
"Let me see." I demanded and he slowly unbuttoned the front of his jeans and wiggled them down a little, letting me see the black fabric hugging his toned hips. I let my eyes linger at his beautiful body. Killer abs and what looked like a nice little, well not little, package. It took everything in me to stop myself from unwrapping that package.
"Well, they're a little snug and I had to get … ahem… something under control to make it work, but I got it now." His voice snapped me out of my trance and I looked away from him.
"Good, let's go back. Oh and Emmett," I looked at him seductively, licking my bottom lip and grinning. I put my hand on his chest and kissed him softly. "Thanks."
I walked out into the hall and heard him follow. I opened the door and announced, "WE'RE BACK!"
A/N: I hope you liked it, a little bit of Em's POV and I think he just makes me laugh more than anything.
Don't worry little ones, I will have Edward in the next chapter! Don't fret. Reviews make me happy and could make Edward appear a little faster! :)
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That's all for now babies, just remember - R&R R&R R&R! I love it. Thanks!
