**DISCLAIMER** I clearly don't own Twilight, or I wouldn't be on Fan Fiction at all. Stephenie Meyer rules all.

Not sure where this story is going at the moment, but I hope you enjoy this anyway =]

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I lay there awake for what felt like hours…thinking about what had happened. I still couldn't believe it.

Whenever you want me Bella, I'm here…

Yes, Emmett had definitely said that.

I couldn't tell what time it was, but I guessed it would start to get light in a couple of hours. Would Emmett still be here, or would he be out? As I lay there, I thought about how good it had felt, being with Emmett. I replayed it over and over in my head like a movie, particularly the part where he said, Whenever you want me Bella, I'm here…

Those words would not get out of my head.

What harm would it do, if I got up and checked if he was still around? And if I happened to bump into him, would that really be so bad? I knew what Emmett had said to me was true. I did want him. I did need him…and even though it had not been long since he had left my room, I knew I needed him again…

With a deep breath I got out of bed, and threw on a singlet and some shorts. Walking around the house, it wasn't quite pitch black, but I couldn't see much at all. The house was also dead silent.

I walked into the kitchen, probably the last place I would expect to find a Cullen. In the darkness I tripped over something on the floor, and at the moment I realized I was going to fall flat on my face, I felt someone's arm wrap around my waist and pull me back up.

There was no way it was Alice, I could tell that straight away.

Then I felt his lips at my ear…

"Should someone as uncoordinated as you really be stumbling around in the dark, Bella?"

I turned around, and Emmett was smirking at me. His arm still held onto my waist, and my back was now pressed against one of the kitchen benches.

"I was just…looking for Alice…" I lied, unconvincingly. Just like before, he was standing in front of me in only those tight shorts…even in the dark I could see the muscles of his chest…and the noticeable bulge somewhere else…

Emmett leant forward and pressed his cool lips to my neck. I shivered.

"I know what you were doing Bella." he told me, between kisses. "And I meant what I said."

His hand slid under my shirt, slowly moving upwards…

"What…what do you mean?" I was slightly out of breath.

Emmett looked me in the eyes.

"Whenever you want me…"

And with that he kissed me on the lips, and I nearly stopped breathing completely. I felt his tongue in my mouth and his hands all over my body.

How could I deny it? I wanted him.

He pressed his amazing body against mine. I heard him moan as he rubbed against me. Very gently, he lifted my shirt over my head and threw it to the side. With a shock I realized I hadn't put on a bra…or underwear. As he kissed me his fingers softly touched my nipples, making them hard.

It felt amazing, but I wanted more… I took his hand, moving it slowly inside the shorts I was wearing, knowing I didn't have any underwear on…then he froze.

"What's wrong?"

He held up the arm I had touched him with, and that was when I noticed the bruises.

"Bella, did I do that?!" Emmett looked genuinely horrified.

I put my hand on his cheek.

"I didn't even notice. It doesn't hurt."

"Maybe this isn't such a good -"

But before he could say anything else I crushed my body to his, kissing him as passionately as I could. Emmett responded, running his hands through my hair. My hard nipples touched his chest, making me moan.

When we finally broke apart, I took his hand and once again slipped it inside of my shorts. I wasn't sure where the confidence was coming from, I just knew that I needed him.

"Emmett, I think a few bruises are worth it…"

After a moment's hesitation, I felt two of his fingers dip inside of me. I was very wet, and as his fingers rubbed my clit I started to moan loudly almost straight away.

"Mmm, harder Emmett…"

Instead of obeying me Emmett lifted me into his arms, and carried me over to the sofa in the next room. Looking me in the eye the entire time, he pulled down my shorts, then his…discarding both items of clothing on the floor beside us. Even though it was still quite dark, I could see how hard his cock was…and how big it was…

Emmett reached out and ran his hand over my pussy, feeling the heat and how wet I was. I thrust against his hand, wanting to badly for him to be inside me again.

"Please…" I moaned.

"Please what Bella?" he teased, fingering me with one hand and touching himself with the other.

I couldn't take it anymore. I wanted to tease him. I wanted to touch him…and taste him…

The look on Emmett's face was priceless as I knelt down in front of him. Never having done something like that before, I wasn't sure where to start…so I put my tongue at the base of his hard cock, then licked him, all the way up to the head…

"Ohhhh, Bella!" Emmett screamed.

I slipped his cock into my mouth, softly sucking on it. At the same time I massaged his balls. For a moment I imagined what Alice might have "seen", when I decided to do this… but I shook the thought, thoroughly enjoying the sounds Emmett was making.

Was I really doing this? I couldn't quite believe it. It was as if Emmett brought out a new confidence in me. A new side to me, even. A side I really really liked…

I started sucking him faster and faster. It was amazing, almost having power over Emmett. Emmett, this incredibly strong, terrifyingly beautiful creature. I could sense that he was about to come, and I stopped, not wanting it to all be over just yet. Before I could decide what to do next, Emmett's strong arms lifted me onto the couch, and with a gasp from me, he sat me down so that his cock was inside me. Then he began effortlessly moving me up and down, moving his hardness in and out of me. I barely needed to move at all. I felt like I was weightless.

"Do you like that Bella?" he whispered, pausing for a moment occasionally to lick my hard nipples.

I could feel his dick easily moving in and out of me, faster and faster. It felt amazing. I was probably going to have bruises on my hips later, which was where his hands were holding onto me…but I didn't care.

"Yes, yes!"

"You're so wet Bella…I want to lick your wet pussy…"

I had started to scream his name, never wanting him to stop.

He was moving me so easily, my breasts moving up and down as he fucked me.

"Ohhh Emmett, I'm going to come!!" I yelled.

As we both came we thrust against each other as fast as we could, screaming out in cries of passion. In that moment I didn't feel once ounce of guilt for what I was doing, and it was incredible.

When it was over we lay there together on the sofa, Emmett's hands gently stroking my naked body.

I didn't know what to say. It was starting to get a little lighter outside, so I could see him much easier. And it was a lovely sight.

"Are you alright Bella?"

It was a question I never thought I'd hear Emmett ask me.

"The others will be home in a couple of days…"

Emmett didn't say anything for a moment, then he smirked at me.

"True. But we have tomorrow…and the next day…"

"And then…"

Emmett put his finger to my lips.

"Bella, don't think about it. Can't we just enjoy this, for now?"

I didn't respond.

"It doesn't have to mean anything, I can just be here…"

But looking into his eyes, I couldn't help but wonder if it did mean something to him.

I didn't get to discuss the matter any further though, because at that moment Emmett whispered in my ear, "Now…there's something I'd like to do…" and with a smile he moved so that he was at the other end of the couch. He easily spread my legs apart, and when I felt his tongue touching my wetness, I completely lost my train of thought. But I still couldn't shake my sense of dread…