Chapter 21

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I love a good lazy Sunday afternoon. It is the one time during the week that is free of responsibilities and obligations and I don't take that time for granted. In fact, I am taking full advantage of it right now. With my feet propped up on the coffee table as I watch the game, it is pretty nearly perfection. The only thing that could add to the enjoyment would be Edward's presence by my side.

And fortunately, I won't have to wait much longer for that to be a reality. He should actually be here any minute.

It is amazing how fast our relationship has progressed and how comfortable we have become with one another, in such a short time. Yet we still have much to discuss. Like where we stand with each other.

I feel like he is my boyfriend and I want to be able to voice that, but I don't know how he feels. And I don't want to do anything to jeopardize our relationship.

On top of that, I have yet to see his place or learn anything about it. And there is still this nagging feeling that he is not telling me something. Something big. Something that has to do with his reluctance to become more physical… and whatever happened to cause those fears.

It's been hard to bring all this up, because things have been going so well. I don't want to ruin what we have. But, I guess if we're ever going to have a real shot, then we're going to need to talk about these things and deal with them.

I just don't want to bombard him with questions. But, I have to suck it up and do it, because it's driving me crazy not to know.

So, I am determined to get at least one of these things out in the open today. I hope he won't run away though. I'm in too deep now and I really don't want to lose him. That thought scares me. Which I guess is why I haven't pushed to talk about these things before.

But it has to happen eventually, so it might as well be today. Right?

My musings were interrupted by a knock at the door, from none other than their source - Edward.

I opened the door and let my eyes rove over the man that has become so important to me. Dressed simply, in a fitted t-shirt and hip hugging jeans…those piercing green eyes staring back into mine…so beautiful. He never ceases to take my breath away.

"Hey," I said softly.

"Hey yourself," he replied with a smile.

He reached out for my hands and we twined our fingers together, sharing a brief kiss before I pulled him inside.

We chatted for a bit as we curled up on the couch together, his head resting on my chest. I draped my arm around him, and entwined our fingers once again, loving the feel of his warm hand in mine.

I began toying with his fingers and trying to work up the courage to bring up the big stuff.

He must have sensed my nerves, as he shifted to look into my eyes, asking, "What's up baby?"

I took an audible breath and dove in headfirst. "What are we?"

"Huh?" was his confused response to my not so eloquent question.

"I mean…well…I know how I feel, but I guess I just… want to know what you're thinking," I stammered. And from the look on his face, I knew that I still hadn't explained myself very clearly.

"Okay," I continued. "What I'm trying, and horribly failing, to say is that I really like you Edward."
He opened his mouth to respond, but I cut him off. I knew I had to keep going or this was never going to come out right.

"So…yeah, I really like you…a lot. And I want to know where we stand." I took another deep breath before blurting, "I only want to be with you. I don't want to see anyone else and I hope you don't either. I really want to call you my boyfriend, but I don't know if it's too soon or if you want that too? And I'm going crazy here. I just really need to know what you're thinking."

He just stared at me for a moment before snorting out a chuckle.

But, before I had time to be offended, he spoke, "Emmett, I've been wanting to ask you the same thing for a while."

"You have?" I asked uncertainly.

He squeezed my hand and answered softly, "Yeah, I have. I really like you too Emmett. And, as I said before I am falling for you…I'm really falling for you."

I couldn't do anything but smile, as my heart began to race.

"I uh…" he nearly whispered, "I'm not seeing anyone else and I don't want to. It's only you, Emmett… I would love to be your boyfriend."

"Yeah?" I whispered in return with a huge grin.

"Yeah," he breathed out as I crashed my lips into his.

I maneuvered our bodies as we continued to kiss, until he was lying underneath me, his head propped on the arm of the couch. Slowly, I began to move down his body, dropping kisses along the way.

I paid particular attention to a spot behind his ear, that I knew drove him crazy. He arched up under me as his hands roamed along my back. I looked up with a smirk before continuing my path down his neck, kissing and licking and nipping my way over his beautiful flesh.

His hands slipped underneath my shirt and began stroking my sides and then slid around to run over my abs. His touch was igniting a fire deep within me and I couldn't help but groan as I fiercely claimed his lips once again.

In the next moments, our shirts were tossed aside, providing more terrain for my hungry lips to travel.

And travel they did, until I reached the top edge of his jeans. I made a split second decision and pulled away.

"Come here beautiful," I said, reaching for his hands. He complied easily as I dragged him toward the bedroom. I really wanted to try something new, and I hoped he would be okay with it.

We hadn't gone very far, physically, and I knew he wasn't ready yet. I had told him we could take things slow, and I meant it. I would wait as long as he needed, even if it killed me.

So far, our encounters have been limited to kissing, touching, and blow jobs. And it has been incredible. But, of course, I want more… someday.

The rest of our clothing was soon pooled at the foot of the bed as our lips hungrily claimed one another's. I could kiss this man forever. The taste and the smell of him pervaded my senses as I steered us onto the downy comforter.

"I want to try something," I whispered against his ear.

He tensed minutely, put didn't protest.

I lowered my body to his, aligning my hardness against his own as I licked the shell of his ear. I began to move, slowly rubbing and grinding our erections together. He moaned and shuddered beneath me and I answered with a deep groan.

With one hand fisted in that silky smooth, crazy sexy hair, I rolled us so we were on our sides - facing each other. I leisurely ran my other hand down his spine and along his hip and thigh, before cupping his inner knee and wrapping his leg over me.

As we continued to devour each other's mouths, I released my grip on his hair and let my fingers run teasingly over his nipples and abdomen until they found their destination. I gripped his weeping erection firmly and began to stroke him, spreading the sticky substance over his sensitive skin.

"Mmm, Emmett… that feels good baby," he breathed as his hand reached down and rubbed over my hardened length, reciprocating the gesture.

"Yeah…so good," I groaned in reply.

We continued to stroke and caress with hands and tongues. My free hand began inching upwards along his thigh and over his backside. I began kneading his firm globes, loving their feel beneath my fingers.

I lightly traced a finger down the crevice of his cheeks causing him to jerk and look to me nervously.

"Shh," I soothed, as my thumb traced soft circles over his hipbone.

I tried to reassure him, saying, "Don't worry beautiful. I just want to try something…okay?"

He hesitated for a moment, then nodded… although he didn't look completely convinced.

I scooted forward a little so our erections were brushing against one another and opened my hand to grip us simultaneously. I continued to caress his hipbone and backside as I began pumping our hardened members slowly. I ran my thumb over our heads, mixing our juices together and it felt so good.

He threw his head back and growled at the gesture. It was beautiful. In fact, he'd never looked so beautiful to me, and I told him so. I repeated the movement a few times and became lost in the raw, unadulterated pleasure of the moment.

"Oh…Emmett, baby, that feels so good…" he rasped out.

I couldn't have agreed more.

"Help me Edward," I managed to get out.

He linked his fingers in mine, to help cover what I couldn't, and together we stroked ourselves closer and closer to climax.

His hips began bucking up into mine and I could tell he was getting close. I was hanging on by a thread myself. The feeling of both our hands on me, combined with his hardness pressing and rubbing into mine… it was too much.

I could barely concentrate, but I began rubbing the fingers of my other hand more firmly over his behind. I stroked them down his crevice until I came to his puckered hole. With his leg still wrapped over my hip, it exposed him to me perfectly. I was careful not to enter him, but I lightly tapped and encircled his most secret area as our hands began to fly over our erections.

I could feel myself coming undone and begged him to join me. "Oh God …I'm so close. You are so beautiful Edward… come with me beautiful."

He groaned and mumbled incoherently and I felt the beginnings of his warm release trickle over my fingers. I couldn't hold on anymore and came explosively, with Edward's name on my lips.

We continued pumping slowly and kissing languorously as we came down from our mutual high. I was shaking and shuddering from the sheer force of my orgasm.

My breathing finally began to slow and I pulled back to look into his eyes. I wanted reassurance that I hadn't pushed him too far.

"You okay beautiful?"

He smiled breathlessly, "Yeah baby… I'm just perfect."

After a few minutes, I reluctantly got up to retrieve a wet washcloth to clean myself, before returning to clean off my amazing man.

"Will you stay?" I whispered after cleaning his skin and ridding him of the last traces of our mutual release.

"Yeah…of course," he answered, reaching to pull me back down onto the bed.

As we laid there softly stroking each other, I asked another question that had been burning through my mind. I couldn't help it.

"So, uh…when can I see your place?"