My selfish life.

How did I end up here again? I thought to myself as my personal bodyguard/cuddly teddy bear/best friend/mood elevator pumped into me with all the love and passion he felt in our moment of closeness. The feeling was sadly not mutual.

This was comfort sex, I would soon orgasm, but I would not feel love as my toes curled involuntary. I would only feel a relaxing outlet to my frustration for doing this to him over and over again

I was using my best friend, and he didn't care.

But the guilt gnawing at me increased every time we got a little drunk and ended up in this state.

I was always wary about the times he called me to his house for pizza and a 'movie'. We would end up watching soaps and getting drunk, and almost always ended up fucking each other.

When you shagged someone weren't you at least meant to be thinking about how you were soaring higher and higher, prolonging the moment whilst wanting to come sooner every time he fucked you harder?

The answer was normally yes, but right now since we had only started, I was thinking about my shopping list for tomorrow as well as my guilt.

I was nearly out of lube, and condoms for that matter. I trusted Emmet completely but I still felt safer if we used protection.

I was suddenly snapped out of my stupor when I felt my nipples being groped, hard. "Bear bear? What are you doing?" I whispered silently, I was getting quite uncomfortable.

"Just trying something out I read in a playboy, relax Bells." He mumbled back. After sensing my reluctance he removed his hand and starting drawing circles into my skin, his breathing became raspy and his lips started to move against mine.

He was getting horny for me, his fingers inched closer to my centre, he was still bucking his hips into me, I gasped when his fingers made contact with my clit and he started to rub me, up, down, left, right, he kept massaging me hypnotically.

"Oh god" Bella he moaned into my mouth, I started to move my hips, moaning his name.

"Em, baby, oh GOD! Yes, fuck ooh right there, uuuuurgh," I gargled knowing he would cum faster if I moaned dirty words at him. Guilt caught up with me then, oh fuck this, he was my personal vibrator, without batteries. I'm such a mean selfish person.

"Bella, babe, hold on..." He breathed into my ear; I was flipped over, placed on top. His eyes molested my bouncing breasts as I moved, up, down, up, down.

"Uuuuurgh..."he moaned as his body tensed and released, he lifted me to his mouth and sucked hard. I came undone when his hands squeezed my arse, hard.

Emmet/Bella sexy time. Want to read more? Tell me!