Bliss

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My aunt was so happy to hear that we'd talked about it and both agreed that we'd take her up on the opportunity for the apartment. Given Emmett was nineteen, almost twenty, and I was 17, we were well over the age of deciding what to do and when to do it. So we broke the news to our parents, and sad to say, my mom cried.. we had a moment or two, and my dad had even taken Emmett into a private room and what the two of them discussed not even Emmett will share with me. I don't know whether that's a good thing or a bad thing.. but it happened. Emmett and I had been spending the entire evening, packing up our rooms... the room id lived in for seventeen years of my life was all going up in boxes, and it utterly terrified me! I was scared... scared of not having the safe haven it brought me and scared of not having the privacy I would normally have. My dad, and Emmett and also Emmett's dad had helped load the heavy stuff.. my bed, which was bigger than Emmett's so we decided to take it for the apartment.. each of our dressers at our own houses, and anything to heavy for Emmett or myself to load. Not that I could load anything above 50 lbs, due to my overprotective and nagging mother. During this entire moving process she watched me like a hawk and I could only move boxes of clothes/bags of clothing from both Emmett and I, and other small belongings. After at least two days, we had everything moved into the apartment, luckily, we got the one upstairs, in the complex so we wouldn't have to deal with annoying ass neighbors stomping above us, we could be the annoying ass neighbors if we wanted to be! It wasn't put away or anything.. the only thing set in the right places were again the heavy stuff.. then after a little dinner out at the local diner in Carlton, Emmett and I headed back to our apartment... OUR apartment. It was weird to even think of that. But it was also exciting. It had two bedrooms and was really well sized. I smiled as we stepped inside and not even a moment after I'd turned around to toss the keys on the nearby tabletop, Emmett had me pressed against the door, my back pressed up against its cold wooden panneling a soft whimper escaping my lips as he captured my lips in a rough and needy kiss, his hands gripping my plump ass, lifting me up, slightly. "M-mhm.. E-Em.." I stammered shakily, smiling slightly against his lips as I pushed at his chest playfully. "We need to work on unpacking or we'll never get it done" I signed, slowly, watching his eyes follow my moves before he rolled those deep blue eyes of his making me want to pinch his cheeks! He was so cocky, and confident.. it was such a damn turn on, but with all these new hormones in my body it was also a damn annoyance. I bit my lip, and watched as Emmett signed back, "I know, I know Aria.. but we don't have to get it all done tonight... we've both got tomorrow off.. come on..." he murmured and grinded his lower hips into me as I spoke, making me whimper, and my stomach curl with want. I suddenly was overdriven with want and my fingers knitted into his slightly curly short hair, as I kissed his lips roughly, passion filling the spaces where our moans and sounds did not. We'd gotten our bed and such set up, already made and everything, even had all our clothes put into our separate dressers/closet.. depending on what the articles needed to be... but my anxiety of course was overwhelmed with the amount of work that needed to be done, moving was hella stressful and I'd never done it before so it was normal for me to a bit antsy to hurry and get settled in, not to mention I didn't wanna spend my entire day off, finishing moving in... but with Emmett's arms surrounding me and his hot breathe fanning across the front of my body, I was a goner without the chance to even control my deterred opinion. I grinded my hips back against his slowly, making him growl low in his throat.. he knew I was teasing and he didn't fucking like it. His hands became a bit rougher, kneading my ass, the only thing between his hand and it, was the thin material of my leggings, I whimpered playfully and pulled away, leaning forward to the crook of his neck, my lips a mere centimeter away from his earlobe as I playfully kissed alone his jawline and right under his earlobe right in the spot that drove him crazy, I pulled back only to sign to him, my hands moving at a quick needy pace but he understood and just nodded before roughly picking me up, of course being careful of my stomach area, but every where else on my body was at his complete and utter mercy.. or lack there of. He carried me all the way to our bedroom, and shut the door behind us, my anxiety again nagging at the fact that we hadn't made sure to lock the door.. or had we? I couldn't remember. I quickly reset my attention and tried to focus on him, suddenly his hands were everywhere removing article of clothing after clothing, and I needing doing the same to him, before he roughly and abruptly spread my legs and slid his hard and large length inside of me. An immeadiete strangled groan, and sigh of relief escaping from his plump lips, I whimpered as his size filled me once more and my back arched, "Mhmphmm.." I whimpered, keeping my lips directly against his skin, he loved when I did that because despite him being unable to hear my reactions, he could feel the vibrations and the change in my breathe. He didn't hesitate nor slow down before he picked a steady fast pace, thrusting in and out of my warm tight pussy, that milked his cock just right. I was trying to stay quiet, for fear of anyone hearing us when I realized I no longer had to do that..this was our place.. our home. I smirked against his skin as I rocked my hips at a painfully slow rate to match his harsh thrusts, his hands slipping down to grip my hips once more and guide me, he always liked to be in control.. and I fucking loved it. "Mhm.. baby.." my lips grazed his skin as I spoke and I could hear grunts and moans escaped his mouth, he couldn't speak verbally... but god damn if the noises he made weren't enough to make me weak in the knees... I dug my fingertips into the skin on his muscly and defined shoulder blades as he sunk deeper and deeper with every thrust, he hit my g spot continually, making little whimpers and cries come out of my mouth, as my pussy clenched down on his cock, I orgasmed at a high that was enough to see stars, my body slightly spazzaming beneath him as I cried out, he pulled back just in enough time to see the look on my face as I climaxed, it was enough to drive him over the edge and make his warm seed fill deep inside me once more. I could definitely get use to this.

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