Alright. You all asked for it. They are back in Tennessee.
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(Rpov)
The flight to Tennessee fucking sucked. I spent the entire flight silently crying as the vibrations from the plane agitated my ribs. And don't even get me started on turbulence. Emmett had convinced me to take the pain killers at reduce my risk of pain throughout the flight before we left, but they didn't do shit. Or if they did, I don't even want to think about how bad the flight would have been without them. I tried to keep my moans and groans to a minimum, because everytime one left my mouth Emmett looked like someone punched him in the gut. Every now and then I would get sharp pain in my shoulder, but other than that the pain there was almost nonexistent.
But I was willing to deal with the it to get the hell out of LA, and so was Emmett. As soon as I told him that Maggie was threatening to come play caretaker, he began packing suitcases while mutter to him self 'I can't handle that bitch right now.' And we were both so eager to check on Esme that Tennessee was looking better and better.
"Mr. and Mrs. McCarty, we are about to land in five minutes is there anything else that you need before we touch ground?" The flight attendant asked.
"No thank you." Emmett said as I leaned further into him. This landing was going to be the vain of my existence. I buried my face into Emmett shoulder as I felt the wheels lower from the plane.
"It almost over." Emmett said as he wrapped his arm tighter around me, and kissed my hair.
"I know." I whispered into this shoulder. When the wheels touched the runway, the whole plane shook causing me to cry out as tears fell faster from my eyes soaking Emmett's shirt.
"I'm sorry babe. I'm so sorry." He whispered into my hair. I don't know if he was trying ease my pain or his. "It almost over."
As we taxied to the airfield, my tears began to subside. Raising my head, I saw the wet stains on Emmett's shirt.
"I'm sorry." I said looking up at him.
"There is nothing to apologize for." He smiled down at me. I couldn't bring myself to smile back, the throbbing in my side was too prevalent.
"Welcome to Tennessee." The pilot said as he walked out the cockpit and opened the door to the plane. Emmett help me stand, and slowly followed me out of the plane. It was like the day we left the hospital all over again, I was walking that slow. As we exited the plane our bags were waiting for us at the end of the stairs.
"Don't even think about it." Emmett said as I reached to grab my rolling suitcase.
"Em, you can't carry all of this." I said looking at the two rolling suitcases and over the shoulder bags.
"You just spent the last thee and a half hours crying because of how much pain you are in. There is no way I am going to let you carry a bag right now." He said shaking his head.
"How are you going to carry these then?"
"I'll figure it out." I would have rolled my eyes at the typical male answer he gave me, if it wasn't for the fact that he was doing me a favor. I watched as Emmett threw each bag over his shoulder and grabbed the handles of the two wheeling bags.
"You sure you got it?" I asked as he handed me his keys.
"I'm fine. Let's go." He replied walking towards the parking lot. I expected him to be a couple of steps ahead of me, given the heavy load he was carrying, but he kept pace with me as we trekked towards the Jeep.
"It's nice to have some privacy." He said to himself. As we left the house in LA, the paparazzi were everywhere. I expected it. They all wanted to get the first picture of me post accident, but Emmett did not. He thought they would feel remorse, and back off. He didn't know that blood only made them hungrier for the photo. When we made it to the airport, they were everywhere. And Emmett changed from my loving husband to body guard in seconds. He had always loathed the paparazzi but after the accident, I think he was willing to put out contracts for their lives.
By the time we made to our house, it was dark outside. As Emmett grabbed the luggage from the trunk, I began walking towards the front door wincing with every step I took. As I passed my car, a white reflection from my windshield caught my eye. Limping closer, I saw it was paper. How could I have gotten a parking ticket sitting in my own driveway? At first I thought that is might be Edward playing a prank on me, but that didn't sound like him at all. And given they way that we had all left things, I didn't think that Edward was in a playful mood with either Emmett or me.
As I grabbed the papers, I realized that they were envelops. I didn't have to turn it over to see my name written on them to know exactly what they were.
"What are you holding?" Emmett asked walking up behind me.
"Fuck" was the only thing that left his mouth as he stared at the three letters I was holding in my hand.
"Let's talk about this inside." I said turning around. Emmett's jaw was set and his eyes were tight as he nodded his head. Taking as deep of a breath as my ribs would let me, I turned around, and continued my slow pace.
"Give me those." Emmett said dropping the bags at the front door, walking towards me. Reaching my hand out, I gave him the three letters. One by one Emmett opened them getting more pissed with each word he read.
"This is fucking bull shit." He mumbled pacing back and forth. "I told Edward, that useless dick."
"Em." I said quietly trying to get his attention, but he continued to pace and curse as if I wasn't there.
"Babe." I tried again.
"Emmett." I said louder causing him to stop and look at me. "Can I see them?" I asked holding out my hand.
"I don't think that is a good idea." He said between his teeth.
"You and I both know that these are from the same person who left a note at our house two weeks ago. I know your trying to protect me, but to be honest if you don't give them to me now, I just going to look at them behind your back." Emmett huffed as he realized what I said was true. I was not above going behind his back to look at something that was mine. With reluctance written all over his face, Emmett handed me the letters. Opening the first one slowly, I read it.
My Beautiful Rose,
I breaks my heart to see what they did to you. But don't worry, they will get theirs soon.
See you soon.
Like the letter before it was vague but to the point at the same time. I let out a shaky breath as I opened the next one.
Rosie,
I am saddened to see that you are still in the hospital. Sending all my love.
Until we meet again.
Quickly placing both letters that I had read on the kitchen counter I turned to open the last one. This one was longer and the writing was sloppy as if he or she was in a hurry.
Rose,
You need to get out of that god forsaken town and come back here where you are loved and cherished. And I am not talking about that stupid husband of yours. I love you more. Come back to me.
Yours Forever
My eyes widened as I reread he last letter. Emmett sensing the panic on my face snatched it out of my hand and wrapped my in a hug.
"Relax, babe. Relax." He said lightly rubbing his hand over my back trying to get my to calm my breathing that I didn't even notice had gotten out of control. "It's okay. You're okay."
"What does Until we meet again, or Come back to me mean? Do you think I have met this person before?"
"Shh. I don't know babe, but I am going to take care of this." He said looking down at me with determination on his face.
"How?" I asked. Do I trust Emmett with my life? Yes, but we don't even know who this is, and the letters to vague for the police to do anything.
"I dunno. But I don't want you to worry about it. All you need to focus on is getting better, okay? That's all I want you to worry about. Let me deal with everything else." He said cradling my cheeks.
"Okay." I said nodding my head. He smiled down at me and kissed my lips.
"Good, now take those pills and let get you ready for bed. I can't wait to here what you want to talk about tonight." He said wiggling his eyebrows.
I opened my eyes to find the sun shining on my face, as it rested on Emmett's bare chest as he lightly snored. While stretching my legs out, I found that the pain in my ribs had lessened to a dull ache. I couldn't help the small smile that graced my lips as I looked up at Emmett's sleeping face. In his sleep was when his boyish charm was the most prevalent. The slight pout in his lips, and complete tranquility written on his face.
Given how stressful the last few weeks had been, it was nice to see him like this. I knew he had been worried and concerned even when he was treating me like shit. He always felt the weight of the world whenever something went wrong. He thought is was his job make it right. He would carry anyones burden no questions asked. By this point it was expected of him. But he shouldn't have to carry mine. I should be the person that he feels he can tell anything. And with this whole letter situation and the fact that I am currently a gimp, I feel like another burden for him.
Turning to snuggle into him further, I ran my hand across his sculpted stomach trying to pull him closer. If his face reminded me of his boyish charm, his body reminded me he was all man. And like any woman in her right mind, mine reacted.
All thoughts of the ache in my side, and the stalker at my house left my mind. I was now a woman laying in bed with her shirtless husband, and I was going to take advantage of it. Scooting further up on the bed, I began to run fingers through the patch of hair on his chest as I kissed the underside of his jaw. A small groan left his throat in his sleep as my fingernails scrapped across is chest. Taking that as my cue to continue, my hand traveled further south, as I brought my kisses down to his chest.
As my fingers skimmed the top of his shorts, I bit down on his nipple hard causing him to hiss. I looked up as I soothed the bite with my tongue, to find him staring down at me with hooded eyes. Slipping my hand underneath the mesh of his shorts, I encompassed his hardened length in my palm and watched as his eyes rolled back into his head at my touch.
"Babe." He whispered through clenched teeth.
"Do you like that?" I asked running my thumb over the head of his cock which was dripping with liquid as I continued to kiss his chest.
"Oh fuck." He replied pushing his pelvis up into my hand. Bringing my lips up to his I kissed him fiercely, I bit his lower lip as I created the friction he so desperately desired. Taking the arm the had been wrapped around me in his sleep, he pulled me on top of him. Slipping my hand out of his shorts, I press our clothed heated cores together, and began rocking back and forth. The motion increased the pain in my ribs, but I was so close to getting what I wanted that I didn't care.
Moans, groans, and heavy breathing were all that could be heard as we dry humped each other like teenagers. But eventually we both wanted more. Emmett pushing on my shoulders, forced me to sit up. I closed my eyes as he slipped his hands under my shirt, and pulled it over my head. As soon as his hand came in contact with my breast, my head fell back.
"Oh." I moaned as he hands squeezed my pert nipples, and thrust his pelvis up to mine. Suddenly his whole body tensed and all his movements stopped. I opened my eyes and raised my head to find Emmett starring at the bruise on my left side. Trying to encourage him to continue, started to move my core against his again. But he wasn't having it. Slipping his hand underneath my arms, he effortlessly lifted me off of him, and placed me at his side. Siting up and placing his feet on the floor, he rested his head in his hands. I felt the tears pool in my eyes, as I looked at him. I kind of expected the rejection, but not when we were this close.
"Damn it. Rosalie." He said shaking his head. "Must you test me every chance you get."
"It wasn't a test." I whispered.
"Are you kidding me?" He yelled standing, and turned to face me. "You throw yourself at me at least twice a day. I am doing everything I can to help you get better, and it's like you don't even care." Bringing my knees to my chest, I sat in the fetal position as he continued his rant. "What was about to happen here was not going to help you, but you are determined to make it happen. I feel like I am working against the one person I am trying to help." I turned my head away from him and rested it on my knees as tears fell.
"I mean Jesus Christ Rose, you broke two ribs. You can't do this stuff. Do you know that if you would have broken one more, it would have been life threatening? Do you understand what that means? You may be willing to risk your safety, but I am not. It's like you lost your fucking mind. We are not having sex and that's final." He finished sitting on the bed. I didn't want him to know I was crying, but my breathing wasn't under control and I was sniffing to keep my nose from running.
"Rose." Emmett said calmly this time, as I felt his hand touch my shoulder. I instantly flinched at the contact and slid out of the bed.
"I'm going to go take a shower." I said as I walked out of the room.
"Babe." I heard him call out as I entered the bathroom, but I ignored him. If I turned back I would crumble. When I felt the warm water hit my skin, the tears fell harder. I found myself gasping for air as I cried my heart out, knowing Emmett couldn't hear me. Was he right? Do I seem that ungrateful? Do I seem that desperate? If any other person had said that, I could have brushed it off. But what Emmett thought about me meant everything. And right now, he thinks I have lost my mind.
After the tears had stopped, I stepped out the shower, and wrapped myself into a towel. Slowly I made my way back into the bedroom, to find it empty. Counting my blessings, I slipped on a pair of yoga pants and a tank top. As I ran my fingers through my hair, I heard Emmett walk in.
"I have to go to the firehouse for a little bit. They are a little short staffed and I have to get Molly." I nodded my head looking at the floor not knowing what to say. "I talked to Carlisle, he said you could go over there while I am gone for the next few hours."
"I don't need a babysitter, Emmett?" I shook my head.
"I know but because of those letters last night, I'm not leaving you here alone."
"Fine." I said giving up. "I don't have the energy to argue." I saw his feet enter into my view on the floor.
"Rose, I didn't mean.."
"Yes, you did." I interrupted. "I get it, besides even I can only take so much rejection. I'll meet you in the car." I finished still looking at the floor walking past him.
"Rose, it's wonderful to see you. How are you feeling?" Carlisle asked as he opened the front door. The entire ride to the house had been silent. Emmett would huff every once and a while telling me that he wanted to talk, but I didn't. After what he said, wether it was true of not, I didn't want to talk. So I just ignored Emmett the entire drive.
"I'm alright." I said walking past Carlisle.
"Great, well Esme is upstairs laying down if you would like to go see her."
"Thanks." I said as I slowly made my way to the stairs.
"No problem dear." Carlisle replied as I began my slow climb to the second floor. "Emmett she seems a little depressed." I heard him whisper.
"Yea that's my fault. I completely lost my cool this morning." I heard Emmett reply.
"It's alright I know your stressed. I'm sure she understands."
"I don't know what to do. I hate telling her she can't do everything she wants, but she is constantly pushing her limits. I just...I can't see her in that hospital bed again." Emmett sounded broken and defeated. I did that to him.
"When do you have to be at the firehouse?"
"I said I would be there in thirty minutes from now. I expect Rosalie to put up more of a fight about coming here." Emmett answered as I made it to the top landing.
"Let's go to my office and have a chat." Carlisle said. I know that they were going to talk about me. Continuing down the hallway to the master bedroom, I lightly knocked on the door.
"Come in." I heard Esme say. Pushing the door open, I walked in to the bedroom to see Esme comfortably tucked into bed looking as beautiful as always.
"Rosalie." She said sitting up in bed patting the spot beside her. "You have no idea how happy I am to see you. How are you feeling?"
"I should be asking you the same question." I said walking towards her and taking my spot next to her on the bed.
"Oh please dear, I'm fine." She tried brushing me off, but I wasn't going to let that fly. I'm not Alice, she doesn't have to be strong for me.
"Seriously, Esme. How are you?" I asked looking into her eyes. A smile grace her lips as she answered.
"Honestly Rose, it's not that bad. I kind of just feel like a have a mild case of the flu. You know tired and a little achy. Carlisle is just in doctor overdrive right now." She said as I laid back into the pillows. Esme had the TV on across the room with divorce court on mute. Given it was the middle of the day, it was either this or soap operas. "So tell me about what happened in Los Angeles?"
"Oh, a paparazzi hit t-boned my car at like 40 miles an hour. I had a concussion, broke two ribs, and dislocated my left shoulder. We're pressing charges, not that I think anything will come out of it." I shrugged.
"That's not what I meant. Alice told me what was going on with you and Emmett." My eyes widened as I realized what she said.
"She did?" I asked getting a little pissed. The last thing Esme needed to be worried about was my personal problems.
"Don't get mad, she has been so stress and worried. And one day, she just cracked and told me everything." She said touching my shoulder.
"It's okay. I just don't want you to worry about anything but getting better."
"I'm always going to worry about my children. So tell me what happened."
"Emmett just kind of shut down. We didn't talk. He really just avoided me." I felt the ache in my heart as I remembered how awful that felt. "But he acknowledges he was wrong, and is trying to do better. That's all I can ask for, right?"
"No. When it comes to being treated properly, trying isn't enough. He has to succeed." She said looking into my eyes.
"I know." I said. Esme was always full of motherly advice. I'm not surprised that even in her state she is still trying to give it. "He is being better. But lately he's just been in this completely overprotective zone. He won't let me do anything, and I know he is just trying to help, but I don't know."
"If anyone understands that right now, honey, it's me. I told Carlisle has been in doctor overdrive. He comes up here almost every hour just to check my vitals. I get how suffocating that can feel, but they are trying there best to do what they think is right. The past few weeks have been hard on us, but think of what it must have been like for them. I know Carlisle feels guilty for not catching the cancer himself, even though he hasn't told me. And I am sure that Emmett feels the same way. The smothering that we find so annoying, is just their way of try to make it up to us. To show us their love."
I thought over what she had just said. Was it really a way for Emmett to show me his love? Because if it was that wasn't necessary. I knew he loved me, I never doubted that even when he wouldn't tell me. It showed in his entire demeanor when he was around me. I never doubted him.
"I'm going to tell you something that you might not know, Rose. I don't know if Emmett has talk to you much abut his parents." Esme continued.
"Not much really other than the fact that his mother left and his father was a police men." She nodded her head. "I could tell it was touchy subject, so I never really pushed it."
"Emmett has always been one to deal with things internally. He's had to. As you said his mother left when he was at a young age, and because of that his father picked up a lot of extra shifts just to make ends meet. That left Emmett to run the house, and take care of Bella. To this day I don't know how he did it. He kept the house clean, made sure Bella got to school and did her homework, and still found time to play three sports and be a good student. I tried my best to help, I thought it was unfair that at ten years old had so many responsibilities, but I was struggling running my own household. Emmett never complained though, that boy has always had a smile on his face no matter what was going on. He never got overly stressed, or at least he didn't show it. He just powered through, always doing what was expected of him." I listen intently as Esme filled some of the wholes in Emmett's life that he left out.
"This is a point that I am trying to make. I know you feel that Emmett ignored you and shut you out, and if this were any other man that would be true. But Emmett doesn't show any emotion in public other than happy and pissed off. You saw more. You saw him hurt, and grieve. That was his way of letting you in. You saw things the past few weeks, that I haven't seen in his entire lifetime. And I am sure that is not the first time he has let you in. From the moment you entered his life, he has become more comfortable with showing emotion in public, I can't imagine what happens in the privacy of your own home, so don't get to angry him. You may not know it, but this big step for him."
I nodded my head taking in everything she has told me. This little bit of information has shed so much light on the reasons behind Emmett's actions. And as I thought about it, she was right. Emmett is two very different people in public and private, and I should be happy that I get to see both sides.
"I'm not trying to justify his actions, they were in no way okay, but maybe this will help you understand him better." She smiled.
"Thank you for telling me that." I said looking at her. "Really, I never would have known. He doesn't talk about it."
"I know dear." She said as a knock resounded on the door. Carlisle walked in holding an orange bottle.
"How are my ladies doing?" He asked as he entered the room.
"Wonderful, darling." Esme answered. "Rose and I were just having some girl talk."
"Well then I won't stay very long." Carlisle replied shaking his head. "I just came up to give Rose her medication." He said handing me a cup of water and some very familiar pills. I groaned. "What's wrong are you in pain?"
"No more than usual." I said calming Carlisle's nerves. "I just hate these pills."
"Why?" Both Esme and Carlisle asked at the same time.
"I just feel completely useless when I take them. They kind of get me high, and then I sleep for hours. The whole day is gone by the time I wake up."
"Hmm. That's not good. For now take these, but I'm going to write you a new prescription. I think the dosage might be to high." Following doctor's orders, I took the pills while Carlisle went to check Esme's blood pressure. We both shared a knowing glance as Carlisle wrote the numbers down on his clip board. He was definitely playing doctor right now.
"Alright ladies, I will see you later. And Rose I will get you that new prescription." He said walking out of the room.
"Thanks." I replied snuggling into the pillow. "Esme I hate to do it, but I know I am going to fall asleep."
"It's alright dear." She said turning the volume up on the television. I fell asleep to the sound of couples arguing in court, determined that that was not going to ever be Emmett and me.
"Rose. Rosalie." I heard as some touch my shoulder. I opened my eyes to see Carlisle staring down at me.
"Yea." I said groggily.
"I going to take you home. Emmett just called."
"Okay." I replied pulling the covers back. I looked over my shoulder to see Esme sleeping as well. Not wanting to wake her, I quietly got out of bed, slipped on my shoes, and left the room. "Thanks for letting me stay." I said as I followed Carlisle to his car.
"You know you are always welcome, Rose."
The drive to my house was fast. Carlisle didn't talk much, I guess he could tell I was still tired from my nap. By the time we pulled into my driveway, it was dark.
"Here you go Rose." Carlisle said handing me a bag. "Don't take any of these today, but you can take two tomorrow. It should help."
"Thanks again." I said getting out of the car. As I entered the house, Molly met me at the door. She was ecstatic as alway to see me, but this time she didn't jump or bark. That doggie sense of knowing exactly what their owners need kicked in, and I was met with cool calm Molly.
"Hey Molly." I said rubbing her head. "Where's you dad?"
"Hey babe." Emmett said quietly exiting the bathroom. "How was your day?"
"It was alright." I shrugged.
"Are you hungry?"
"No. Not at all."
"Good, because we don't have any food." Emmett said and the room fell silent. The tension from our last conversation still evident.
"Rose can we talk."
"Sure." I said siting on the couch. Emmett sat down next to me, and with a straight face looked into my eyes. I was prepared for this conversation. Ever since talking to Esme, I knew I was going to forgive him.
"Rose, I have to apologize for what I said this morning. I know you want to get better. I was just frustrated that I once again had to tell you no."
"I get it. I put you in a tough position. I just think sometime I forget that this is hard for you too." I put my hand on his shoulder just to let him know that I was there.
"Yea but was so stuck on being you caretaker, that being your husband took second fiddle, and I never want that to happen."
"Emmett, stop beating yourself up. You were doing what you thought was right, and you were so don't feel guilty. I was pushing you." Leaning foreword, he lightly kissed my lips and placed his forehead on mine.
"Babe, I can't see you in that hospital bed anymore. Those images of you before you woke up literally haunt me."
"I know." I whispered. "I'm sorry."
"Don't apologize, Rose. Don't. It wasn't your fault."
"I'm not apologizing for the accident. I'm sorry that because of me, you have to deal with all of this. The letters, the paparazzi, the loss of you private life, you have to deal with all of that because of me." I teared up as I listed all the things Emmett had to deal with because of his association with me.
"You don't have to apologize for that either. I knew what I was getting into when I married you, and I would do it again in a heartbeat." He said starring into my eyes. "Don't doubt that."
I nodded my head and pulled away from him. Emmett was clouding my thoughts. And everytime that happened, I threw myself at him. This was not the time for that.
"I'm going to go change into some clean clothes." I said standing.
"Alright." I heard as I walked down the hallway. As I opened our closed bedroom door, I saw the room illuminated by candles.
"I thought we could try." Emmett said standing behind me. I quickly turned to face him unsure of how he got there. "But under one condition."
"What's that?" I asked looking at the seriousness on his face.
"You tell me if your in pain." I nodded my head, and within seconds his hands were on my cheeks and his lips where on mine. He stepped forward forcing me to step back until my knees hit the bed.
"Sit down." He said in an authoritative voice that made my inside melt. Following directions, I lowered myself onto the bed. Emmett slipped off his shirt and threw it on the ground before bending over to discard of mine. This is one of the few times that was happy I wasn't wearing a bra, and I could tell by Emmett face he was too.
"Lay back." Placing my arms behind me to brace myself, I slowly leaned back until I hit the bed. Normally Emmett would have forced my to lay down by pushing on my shoulders, but he was doing everything he could to make this a pain free experience. And that I greatly appreciated. Looking up at the ceiling, I felt Em slip off my shoes before he began kissing his way of my torso. I closed my eyes as he began to massage my right breast and lick the underside of my left. A small yelp left my mouth as he lightly bit my nipple before soothing it with his tongue.
"That's pay back for this morning." He whispered as he continued to travel north.
"You liked it." I replied chuckling.
"True." I heard before I felt Emmett's tongue hit the sweet spot at the nape my neck that caused the liquid to pool at my core.
"Oh" was all that could come out of my mouth as he proceeded suck on the skin and fondle my breast.
"Em, please." I said eventually wanting to feel him on me. He licked the spot on last time before he bit my earlobe and whispered.
"As you wish." Immediately his lips were on mine as he lightly press his pelvis into me, giving me a taste of the pleasure that was about to come. I moaned into his mouth, partly because of the wonderful feeling that his body had just given me, and partly because it hurt me. Not enough for me to complain, but it was definitely a nice reminder that I cannot do everything I wanted to right to now.
"You okay?" Emmett whisper against my lips. I should have known that he would have caught that. He knew all my noises, even when they were laced with pain.
"Yea." I said before I ran my tongue across his lips which he gladly opened to me. This kisses were soft, tender, and loving which set the mood for the rest of the night. This was not going to be a fuck, my body couldn't handle that no matter how much I pretend it could.
I raised my hands to Emmett torso and lightly grazed my nails along his sides eliciting a growl from him. Pulling his lips away from mine, he sat up and place both my hands on my stomach.
"These stay here." The dominant tone was back, and I was loving every second of it. I nodded my head before he stood and hooked his fingers into my yoga pants pulling them and my underwear down with him. Dropping them on the ground, Emmett stood over my naked form. Reaching down he grabbed my right leg extending it upward towards him. I was unsure where he was going with this, until he started placing light kisses on my ankle moving up to my calf. As he traveled closer to the place I wanted him to be, he would alternate between light kisses and hard bites. This skin getting more and more sensitive the closer he got to my core.
As I felt his tongue run over my hip bone, the anticipation was killing me. I wanted to feel him, any part of him. So surprised was an understatement of how I felt, when he began to kiss my other knee. I know he was teasing me, but good god there is only so much woman can take. He has been teasing me for the past three weeks.
"You ready for me baby?" He asked before he bit my inner thigh, causing me to gasp.
"Mmmmhmm." I responded closing my eyes.
"Good, keep your back on the bed." He said confusing me as he placed both my thighs on his shoulders. When I felt his breath ghost over my sensitive flesh, I understood. The urge to arch my back was intense.
Placing his hand on the top of my pelvis to hold my hips down, I felt him part my lower lips.
"Oh God." I moaned as his tongue pressed against my clit before he went to work, bringing me closer to release. I felt a finger tease my entrance before he slipped it inside while sucking on my clit. I tried to rotate my hips, but Em wasn't having it. His hand was firmly keeping me in place, and there was nothing I could do about it.
As I felt him added another finger and increase his speed, the coils in my lower abdomen began to tighten.
"I'm so close." I breathed. "Don't stop." My hands left my stomach and fisted the sheets of the bed beside me. Emmett sensing that I was teetering over the edge, ran his tongue over my clit, then sucked hard.
"Oh fuck Emmett." I moaned as I convulsed around his fingers. Emmett continued to lap up everything my body had to give him, as I rode out my orgasm. After I had come down from my high, Emmett lightly kissed my clit before kissing his way back up to me.
"I told you not to move your hands." He said before kissing me.
"I sorry baby." I moaned against his lips. "Let me make it up to you." I added as my hand traveled down his chest, and grabbed his large erection through is basketball shorts.
"No, No baby. Tonight is just about you." He said pulling his hips back. I looked up into his eyes, and only saw love and adoration. Nodding my head, I pulled my hand back, and began to push down his shorts.
"You sure, baby? We can stop right now."
"I'm sure. I want to feel all of you." He nodded his head, and helped me remove his shorts. When I felt the head of his cock rub against my slit, I couldn't help but close my eyes, and bite my lip.
"Rose, you have to tell me if this hurts." He said desperation in his voice, and then it hit me. I thought he didn't want to have sex with me because there was a chance that I could hurt myself more, but it was because he didn't want to hurt me. He didn't want to be the cause of my pain.
"I will." I said looking into his eyes.
"I'm serious."
"I know." I said raising my lips to his. As his tongue entered my mouth, he slowly slipped inside of me. This was like our first time all over again. This was gentle, and sweet. Emmett started with slow shallow thrusts, testing the waters of my pain tolerance. As his thrusts got deeper, he rested his forehead on mine looking into my eyes.
Except for the first time, he never really put his full length inside of me, I guess for fear that it would be to much. But it's all Emmett to me, and that was really all I needed. Moans left my mouth as Emmett slowly made love to me. When I felt his breathing get uneven I knew he was close, as was I.
"Fuck, babe you feel so good." He said rotating his hips against mine.
"Em, I gonna.." I moaned feeling myself get closer to release.
"I know babe. Cum for me." He groaned. And as if on command, I felt my body orgasm for the second time that night. And when Emmett buried his face into the crook of my neck and stilled, I knew he was there too.
After sometime Emmett rolled over pulling me with him, and pulled out int he process.
"I love you." He said stroking my hair down my back.
"I love you too." I responded looking up at him before lightly kissing his lips. Turning my head to the side, I rested it on his chest and began to close my eyes.
"Rose?" I heard Emmett ask as he pushed my hair to the side.
"Yes."
"I may have given you a hickey." He said touching the spot on my neck that he had sucked on earlier.
"Totally worth it." I responded.
Alright guys. Sorry for the wait, but I start my new job tomorrow, so I will try to keep my update schedule the same (at least once a week) but don't get mad if I fall behind. I will not abandon this story. Anyways, Let me know what you think, and I will send you a preview.