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Chapter 21

Politics in the Toilet

Bella

The next morning was no better. In the parking lot, everyone was staring again, and even in English class, everyone turned to me and whispered behind their hands.

"Hi, Bella, where were you yesterday at noon?", Jessica asked me when I sat down next to her.

"I wasn't hungry, and I learned some more math," I lied.

"So what's Emmett like? I think he looks totally hot. Have you seen him without a T-shirt? I bet he has a super-hot body!"

I rolled my eyes.

Jessica was really starting to get on my nerves. I was about to say that it was none of her business when I had a better idea. She was already jealous of me having Edward, so this would surely make her even more jealous.

"Oh ... Emmett is just great! And ... yeah sure I've seen him without a T-shirt. And he's really hot. You can't imagine how good looking he is. He's an Adonis, every muscle is perfectly defined!", I raved to her, and her mouth remained open.

She had probably hoped that our relationship hadn't reached the point where I would have seen him topless. She clearly did not begrudge me that I had seen him like that. Anyway, she was speechless. And it stayed that way for the whole hour. Had worked better than I thought.

As the bell rang and I walked out, I just saw Jessica pull out her cell phone to send the message to Lauren and the others.

I just rolled my eyes.

Slowly, I found it all just childish.

On the way to class, I saw some girls just staring at their cell phones.

Suddenly, two big strong arms encircled me from behind and Emmett gave me a kiss on the neck before letting go and going to politics beside me.

"Why are girls running after me even more today than they normally do?", he asked, just as a bunch of girls walked past us, staring and drooling at him, and when he looked at them, chuckling nervously.

"Jessica wanted to quiz me in English again. So I raved to her about how hot you look without a T-shirt. Thereupon she didn't know how to say anything more. I thought you wouldn't mind if I gushed a little about you," I told him, and linked myself to his arm.

"You think I look hot?", he asked, playfully surprised.

I rolled my eyes.

"Don't pretend you don't know how handsome you are, dumbass," I said.

We came into the classroom and sat down in the back row.

"On a scale of one to ten, how hot do you think I am?", he asked.

My God, what nonsense! He knew full well that he and Jasper were by far the most popular guys with the girls. Vampires were beyond any scale, but I didn't want to push his ego too much.

"Thirteen I would say," I replied, blushing a little.

He was apparently highly satisfied with that and gave me a kiss. Then he suddenly grinned deviously.

"And on a scale of one to ten ... how am I in bed?" he asked quietly, but loud enough for the students near us to hear him and turn around, aghast.

I turned bright red and punched him angrily in the stomach.

It hurt me more than him, of course.

The others turned around again, and I demonstratively turned my head away from him.

He leaned toward me and kissed my neck.

"Go ahead and say it," he whispered in my ear.

I ignored him, but he continued with the kisses on my neck and slowly went further down to my collarbone. Surely he would not stop until I answered him.

"All right. Stop it now," I hissed.

He lifted his head again and looked me in the eyes with a grin.

"Too bad, I would have loved to continue," he said with a glance at my breasts.

I rolled my eyes and took a deep breath in and out.

"You're the best in bed," I whispered in his ear so that no one heard this time.

"Only because you have no comparison," he replied to me.

"I don't need a comparison to know you're the best," I said, blushing. I couldn't imagine anyone being any better than Emmett.

He took my warm cheeks in his hands and kissed me. When Mr. Jefferson walked in, he let go of me. Behind Mr. Jefferson, the janitor pushed the TV into the room. Everyone cheered up, relieved that we weren't in for a hand cramp today. It was a movie about the advantages and disadvantages of democracy, and it was appropriately mind-numbing.

So I slid my chair as close to Emmett as I could and snuggled into his arms.

Emmett

Sure I'm the best. I just wanted to hear it from her mouth.

The democracy movie was incredibly boring and probably older than me which is saying something.

Bella snuggled her warm body against mine and I stroked her hair.

It smelled simply heavenly!

She turned her head to me and gave me a kiss.

In the corner of my eye I saw Mr. Jefferson sitting in the front left watching the movie and the others were also either bored watching the movie or asleep. So I put my hand on her neck and pulled her closer to me to extend the kiss a bit. She was immediately in the same mood as me and ran her tongue over my lips. I pressed her closer to me. She slid one hand under my T-shirt and stroked my upper body. I also slid my hand under her top and under her bra and kneaded her breasts a bit. Then she bit my lip, and I felt my pants get a little tight.

I took my hand out from under her top again and detached myself from her.

A quick glance around the room confirmed that no one had been watching us.

She looked at me with wide eyes begging.

Now we were both horny and the school day had just begun. Damn, politics went on for thirty more minutes. But I wanted she now.

Bella slid me a little piece of paper.

I want you.

was written on it.

I grinned at her.

Quickie at school, YES!

Pretend to feel sick.

I wrote and pushed the note to her.

When she read it and nodded, I erased our brief exchange and pulled her forward to Mr. Jefferson.

"Mr. Jefferson, Bella is not feeling well. She is nauseous. I'll take her to the hospital wing," I whispered and then walked out.

There was no one in the halls, so I lifted her in my arms and ran at vampire speed into the nearest restroom. I pressed her against a cubicle wall and kissed her eagerly. She returned my kisses and opened my jeans with her hands.

What luck that Bella had put on a knee-length skirt today for once, which I only had to push over her hips.

I picked her up by the thighs and pressed her lightly against the cabin wall. She wrapped her legs around my hips so that she had more support and so I only needed one hand to hold her.

I kissed her and then leaned toward her ear.

"Say it," I urged her.

"Fuck me, Emmett," she whispered to me.

I just loved it when she talked like that.

My free hand I pressed on her mouth so that she was quiet and then penetrated her.

Her eyes got big, then she closed them and enjoyed the quickie with me.