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Chapter Ten: The Weekend Continued
After their impromptu little dip, which is all it turned out to be—much to Rose's disappointment—Emmett and she lay on the grass, letting the sun dry themselves off as they talked.
They talked about everything and anything. Emmett shared his high school memories with her, of the rumors about the teachers, the cliques (because every school has them), and the adventures he had with his friends. He told her about playing football in the snow and the rain, and how their coach was going crazy because the guys could have injured themselves. He told Rose about the naked calendar they made in an effort to raise funds for new equipment and just how well that had gone down with the parents.
When he had finished, Rose's face was red from laughing so hard, and her stomach ached. She hadn't laughed like that in a long while.
In return, Rose told him about her job at the museum and just how crazy it could get there. Like when the museum hired a new cleaner. Unfortunately, the cleaner decided he didn't like any of the exhibits and would rearrange them every night until they were 'perfect'… and often wrong.
She told him about the work parties they had every Christmas and how she always had such a good time. She even told him about her love of crafting and making jewellery. It felt good to share a portion of her world with him.
Once they were dry, they redressed and headed back to Emmett's house. He didn't leash the dogs this time, and they happily wandered in front of them, stopping if they got too far and waiting for Rose and Emmett to catch up.
When they returned to the house, Rose teased Emmett that she would need another shower.
Emmett had fixed her with a smouldering look. "I know," he began. "Why do you think I suggested we go for a dip?"
His words had her face heating up.
Sadly, they showered separately. Emmett went first as Rose made herself useful, putting Hera's harness in the wash and giving the dogs a bowl of fresh water.
After Rose had showered, she came out to find Emmett preparing a chicken salad. It smelled amazing and tasted even better. The meat was soft, tearing easily in her mouth, the barbecue sauce complimenting it wonderfully.
Halfway through, Emmett groaned. "Can you stop moaning like that? It's making me painfully hard." He shifted in his sheet, making Rose blush and giggle like a schoolgirl.
"Don't giggle!" he admonished. He looked at her through his thick lashes. "It makes it worse."
"Sorry," she apologized.
Rose tried to keep her moaning to herself for the rest of the meal, not wanting to add to Emmett's discomfort.
"Come here," he told her when she finally put her fork down. Emmett patted his knee, and Rose felt a thrill rush through her.
He'd made her come without touching her, had seen her naked, and taken her skinny dipping. But sitting on his knee seemed oddly intimate.
Nervously, Rose stood up, taking her time to ensure that she didn't knock into anything. Slowly, she moved around the table until she stood in front of Emmett and lowered herself into his lap sideways.
Emmett's rockhard erection pressed into her ass as he wrapped his arms around her, one large, warm hand cupping her cheek.
His thumb swiped over her mouth, and he pulled it away, a blob of barbecue sauce on the tip of it.
Sucking his thumb into his mouth, Rose felt desire course through her veins once again. She moved slightly, rocking her hips, using her shorts to try and ease some of the heat she was feeling between her legs. A heat only Emmett seemed to inspire.
Absentmindedly, her lips parted, her chest rising and falling with the deep breaths she was taking.
"I need a fucking taste," Emmett hissed. Moments later, his lips were on hers, kissing her as if she were the oxygen that he needed to breathe.
His tongue plundered her mouth, demanding her submission, and Rose gave in. She gave it all to him.
Her hands fisted into his hair and her chest met his stiff muscles. Underneath her, his erection throbbed.
Emmett's large hands encircled Rose's hips. He used them to hold her still as he ground up against her, sending a shock through her body.
Emmett had the uncanny ability to set her body alight like no one else ever had. He made her feel safe and sexy, and good.
Slowing down their kiss, Emmett rested his forehead against her, his own breathing ragged.
"You're irresistible."
Rose blushed at the comment.
"The feeling's mutual."
Squeezing her hips twice, Emmett sat back, his fingers slipping under her t-shirt to languidly stroke at her skin. It wasn't sexual; it was intimate.
"Fancy watching a movie?"
Rose nodded, and Emmett lightly tapped her thigh. "Go pick one out; I'll just clean up."
Standing up, Rose furrowed her brow. "Let me help."
"Ah-ah." Playfully, Emmett swatted her hand away. "I've told you to go and pick a movie out. Obey your Dom."
His words made her so fucking wet. He was her Dom.
"Yes, Sir." Rose left the room, purposefully swaying her hips as she went.
She couldn't deny the satisfaction that rolled over her when Emmett groaned.
Emmett had quite the impressive entertainment center. The large flat-screen television was hung above the fireplace. Either side sat two large floor to ceiling oak shelving units that housed Emmett's DVD collection. When they were talking earlier, Rose had asked about the collection. Most people she knew didn't have physical copies of DVD's or even TV shows anymore, instead favoring streaming services. Emmett was the exception. He liked to have a physical copy; that way, if Netflix or Amazon ever stopped streaming a movie, he could always watch it. It made sense to Rose, and the wall of DVDs looked aesthetically pleasing.
Combing through the titles, Rose eventually settled on a light comedy. She fancied a laugh.
Just as she had pulled Bridesmaids from the shelf, Emmett walked in the living room, Hera and Bruce hot on his heels, both with a treat sticking out the corner of their mouths.
"Picked something?"
Rose nodded and handed him the DVD.
Emmett smiled. "My sister, Siobhan, loves this movie. When it came out, she dragged her boyfriend Liam to see it three times."
The way Emmett spoke about his sister made it clear how close he was to her… well, all of them. It made her heart ache.
At one point, she and her brother had been close. He was three years older than her and a typical big brother, annoying her to the point she wanted to cry sometimes but always having her back no matter what. When she was a teenager and going through puberty, struggling with her body and fitting in, her brother had taken her for a drive. And it had been perfect. Rose got out of her head, and for a few hours, she just was. They got ice cream and talked about everything and anything; college applications, their parents, soccer. But that was a long time ago. That was before. She hadn't spoken to them since the trial. Rose had tried. God knows she'd tried. She'd text, rang, emailed, and sent letters. After three weeks of no contact, it finally clicked. They didn't want to know. And that had hurt. That had cut her to the core.
Her family didn't want to know her. Which meant that they probably didn't love her unconditionally.
That's when her friends had really stepped up. Esme had cooked mountains of food for her—things that could be easily reheated from frozen. Bella had simply sat with her when she didn't want to talk. Her presence had helped; it meant she didn't feel so alone. Kate had created care packages for her; baskets full of chocolate, fleece pajamas, etc. And Rachel had provided the ice cream and laughs. They'd all helped Rose find her back to herself. And for that, she was truly grateful.
Whilst Rose was contemplating her life, Emmett had set the television up. He sat down on the couch and, just like in the kitchen, patted his lap.
Immediately, Rose went to him and placed herself down in what was quickly becoming her favorite spot.
One of Emmett's arms wrapped around her as the other reached for the remote and started the movie.
Rose placed her head in the crook of Emmett's neck, contentment settling over her. Emmett surprised the fuck out of her when she was suddenly jerked back.
Rose squealed and clutched Emmett. She felt as if she were falling. And then she wasn't. Her entire body stiffened as Emmett's chest rose and fell underneath her in a chuckle.
She pushed herself up on his chest and glanced down at him, realization dawning on her.
The couch had a recliner built into the end seat, and Emmett had reclined it. Without telling her.
"That was not funny!" Even as she said it, the corners of lips began to turn upwards.
"Sorry! I didn't think you'd squeal."
"Well, what did you think I'd do?" Rose was trying to ignore the way his muscles felt underneath her fingers, taught and hard. Just like the rest of him. Just like the erection coming to life underneath her ass.
"I was hoping you'd cling to me like a damsel in distress."
Rose didn't mean to roll her eyes—honestly. That was something she saved for Rachel. But his words were ridiculous, the smile on his face was wide, and his eyes were bright.
"Did you just roll your eyes at me?" Emmett's voice was low. And Rose had heard it before. When he was commanding her—dominating her.
"Yes," Rose admitted in a quiet voice. Yet, she wasn't afraid. Emmett didn't scare her.
Emmett shook his head, a smile still on his face as he placed the remote down on the side of the couch and gently cupped her face.
"I don't like people rolling their eyes at me." His tone was playful—teasing.
Rose remained silent, wondering what would happen next and how this would all play out.
"Maybe you should make it up to me?" Emmett phrased it like a question.
Rose recognized what he was doing. Emmett was giving her a choice.
"How would I do that, Sir?" She felt emboldened.
His blue eyes were awash with desire. They darkened with the word 'Sir'.
"Kiss me."
Rose was more than happy to oblige with that request.
She leaned in and kissed him, on the corner of his mouth first, teasing him… just because she could.
Then she kissed him squarely on the mouth before pulling back.
Emmett let out a noise akin to a growl, his hand sliding up her back and to the base of her skull. His hand wrapped around her neck, his grip firm but not aggressive.
"More," he demanded, seconds before his lips were on hers, hard.
Rose returned the kiss with just as much passion, their lips slanting over one another as the DVD they had put on was utterly forgotten.
Emmett became the only thing Rose was concerned with.
The way he smelled, coffee and leather, stroking her nostrils and clouding her thoughts. The way he felt, his hard body underneath hers, keeping her grounded and sending a rush of pleasure through her—even from this simple kiss. And the way he tasted; barbecue chicken that they had for lunch lingered on his tongue.
Her tongue literally tingled when his stroked over hers, coaxing her to follow him.
Rose played right into his game, their tongues chasing each other, moans and groans filling the air. She wasn't sure who they belonged to; her or Emmett.
"Fuck," Emmett moaned after a few seconds, pulling his lips from hers and gasping for breath, much in the way a drowning man would.
Rose nodded in agreement.
"We should watch the movie," Emmett gently told her, his words similar to a caress over her lips.
"Yeah," Rose breathed out. She rested her head against his chest.
Emmett's heart was thrumming a hard beat. It was nice to know that she had a similar effect on him as he had on her.
About twenty minutes into the movie Rose's eyes began to feel heavy and dry. She closed them, fully intent on opening them again. But Emmett placed his fingers in her hair, the tips of his digits lightly massaging her scalp, and it became impossible for her to reopen her eyes.
Just as she was drifting off, pure contentment running through her veins, she felt Emmett's lips on her forehead.
"Have a nice nap, Rosie."
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