A/N: Hi ladies and at least one gent that I know of. This is the last installment of Last Friday Night. That's right. With this post LFN is officially complete. I have an announcement for you at the bottom though.

Thanks again to my betas, LovinRob and DannysMom.

And thanks to all of my readers and reviewers.

Last Friday Night Outtake
Rosalie

Fuck Her Gently

After we ditched Wardo and Bella at the pool, we practically sprinted to his apartment. Well Ham ran and I clung, still with my arms and legs wrapped tightly around him. He fumbles with the door key a few times and then finally, FINALLY, we are in his apartment. Alone. For the whole night. Oh the possibilities. Suddenly I'm airborn and can't see a thing.

The growl that emanates from his chest makes my thighs quiver. I quickly bring my knees together and reach up to pull my dress down. I want to, no, need to see him but he has other ideas. When he tossed me onto the bed the short hem of my dress flew up, covering my face and uncovering my body from tits down. He growls again and yanks on my ankles, pulling me to the end of the mattress. He pulls on the 6 inch stiletto spike of my Christian Louboutin heels, effectively removing both of them.

"Sit up baby doll." He tells me.

I comply readily. Finally the frothy material of my dress falls from my face and I can see him. He really is insanely handsome with his short blonde hair, blue eyes and sexy dimples. His tight shirt and snug fitting pants leave little to the imagination about how much the boy works out. His biceps and his thighs, oh my. Baby can work me out any day. I can't wait to see it first hand though. I've been practically drooling all night, vibrating with sexual tension and eager anticipation.

"Take the dress off and lay back." He instructs me.

I tuck my legs up underneath me and stand on my knees in front of him.

"But I need help with the zipper." I faux pout, tilting my head to the side for effect.

He reaches his strong arms around me and slowly pulls the zipper down my back. When he pulls his arms back to his sides, I cross my arms and grab the bottom of my dress. I pull it up and over my head, slowly and sensually, and the sound he makes as he inhales sharply makes me grin, smugly and satisfactorily.

I'm left kneeling before him in nothing but my nude colored lingerie. A strapless bra that I didn't really need to wear but it gave me great cleavage so it was a must. I have great tits, perky and full and a bit on the large side, but no one has great cleavage on their own. I'm also wearing a teeny tiny pair of silk bikini panties. I prefer silk over lace; it makes me feel sexy and sophisticated. And the smoothness of the material feels amazing against my bare hooha.

I try to fall onto my side as gracefully as possible. I kick my feet out and bend my elbow, resting my head on my palm.

"I have to pee. Don't move." He groans out.

I flop down onto the bed, giggling, as he walks out. I look around his room while he's gone. It's surprisingly clean and stink free. He's made the most of the small space, which includes a California king size bed by the way. There is a small square nightstand between the bed and the sliding glass door. The only things on top are an alarm clock and his phone charger. There is a large flat screen TV mounted on the wall in front of the bed with a long and narrow dresser underneath it leaving just enough space to walk between it and the bed.

There is also a spear of some sort adorning the wall behind the bed. It looks like that thing Ariel's father carried around in The Little Mermaid. Interesting. His bed is covered in a soft and silky gold comforter with deep, dark maroon colored sheets if his pillowcases are any indication. I roll onto my back just as he walks back in. Well, he struts really and the man knows how to strut.

And he's fucking shirtless. Kill me now. The pecs and the abs and whatever the hell those muscles are on top of his shoulders. I failed Anatomy, fuck off. The way his trousers sit just so on his hips is down right dangerous. He slides on to the bed next to me and grabs behind my right knee, hitching it over his thigh and running his soft, large hand up and down my thigh.

"You're so fucking sexy, spread out on my bed in practically nothing." He says into my neck, running his nose around my ear and traveling down before placing a wet, open mouthed kiss on my throat followed by several chaste pecks on my lips.

"Emmett you gotta touch me, please." I beg with zero shame.

I can feel his smile against my neck. His hand leaves my thigh and moves to my back where he expertly flicks open my bra.

"This needs to go." He says, leaning up on one elbow as he pulls the offending garment from my body.

"Perfection." He whispers reverently, dropping his mouth to my nipple.

"Oh damn." I say as I feel his warm and wet tongue suck my nipple into his mouth. He is also now cupping my breast and massaging it gently. I instinctively arch into him. He chuckles low in his throat but opens his mouth wider and takes almost my entire size D breast into his mouth. I've never really been one for boob play but this is something else entirely.

He gently pushes me onto my back and nudges his way between my legs. He hovers over me and now has better access so he can fondle both of my breasts. One in his large hand and one in his wet mouth. Its heaven and I can't help but lift my hips up in search of some friction.

"Fuck me." He gurgles with his mouth still full of boob.

"If you insist." I say, grinning triumphantly.

He pushes his hips into me fairly hard. I can feel the rock hard outline of his cock even through the material of his pants. That can't be comfortable. I reach down, my focus shifting from the feeling of his hands and mouth on my skin to getting his pants off. I get my fingers of one hand wrapped around the belt when he reaches down and pulls my hand away, pinning it above my head.

"Not yet Rosie. I'm too amped up. I'll shoot off immediately if you touch me right now." He says, kissing me hungrily.

He rolls over to the edge of the bed, taking me with him and stands up, pushing me into the wall. He pushes one hand into the back of my panties, gently rubbing his palm across my ass cheek before giving it a good squeeze. He then moves his hand to my hip, gripping the fragile material there. With a firm tug I am now completely naked.

He presses his chest against mine, pinning me to the wall. He then lets his hands roam all over my body. My stomach, my hips, my ass, my thighs, my back, but never where I'm wet and wanting for him.

"Jesus. You're a fucking a tease." I huff, biting him gently on his meaty shoulder.

"Mmm." Is all he says.

He pulls his chest from mine, but presses his hips into me instead, stilling keeping me pinned. He continues to rub my body, paying extra special, gentle attention to my tits. He circles my entire breast with his fingertips, progressively getting smaller and smaller with his rounds until he's drawing tight little O's around each of my nipples. Then he gives each one a firm pinch between his thumb and middle fingers.

I grab him on both sides of his face and pull him in for a kiss. We make out heavily, drool running down both of our chins and heavy moans breaking the silence in the room.

He quickly pulls me away from the wall, spins me around and turns us towards the wall that is perpendicular to his bed. He reaches in front of me with one hand and grabs both of my wrists, lifting my arms up and planting my palms onto the wall.

He continues to tease me with his hand that is not holding my wrists. He is nipping and licking at my neck and grinding his still pants clad cock into my naked behind. I'm moaning like a porn star and couldn't care less. I am done with the teasing though.

I push my back into him and brace myself against his chest. I lift my feet quickly and push off the wall, hard. I must catch him off guard because he screams and we both fall back. Good thing he has such a large bed because we fall perfectly onto the mattress.

"You scream like a fucking girl, Ham." I say, scrambling away from him.

"So!" He says petulantly. Since my back is to him I'd bet money he was sticking his tongue out at me based on his tone alone.

He sits up and moves against the headboard, lifting his arms and clasping his hands behind his head.

I move quickly and straddle him backwards. I reach between my legs and make hasty work of opening his belt before he can stop me again. Since he hasn't made any move to stop me, I continue on and in my haste I actually pop the button completely off his trousers.

"Hey! These are my favorite pants woman!" He says, looking over my shoulder at his now buttonless, favorite pants.

"Consider it payback for ripping my favorite pair of panties." I say, not paying him any attention as I pull his zipper down.

I pull my feet underneath me and squat above him as I grip each side of his pants and pull. He's not helping so the pants don't budge.

"Some help please!" I demand, looking over my shoulder at him.

His eyes are transfixed on my ass.

"Huh?" He says, not even attempting to look away from where I'm hovering over him.

"You want my candy, baby?" I say, wiggling my ass a little at him.

"Fuck yeah!" He says, finally breaking out of his trance and gripping my hips tightly.

"Then lift your damn ass, fucker!" I say exasperatedly.

He lifts and I pull his pants over his hips and down to his knees. I drop back into his lap again and use my toes to push them down the rest of the way. He kicks them free from his ankles and bends his knees between my legs, spreading me open.

He runs his hands over the outsides of my thighs down to my knees, and then moves ever so slowly inwards and upwards. He stops when he reaches the juncture where my thighs meet my pussy.

"Fuck this shit." I pant breathlessly.

I move my right hand down to my aching sex. I run my first three fingers through my folds quickly, coating them with moisture and then moving them to my clit, pressing down hard. I'm so keyed up that I orgasm instantly.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" I chant as waves of pleasure ripple through me.

"I can't believe you just did that." Emmett says incredulously.

"What? I don't like to be teased and you had me on edge so I took matters into my own hands." I tell him, tilting my head and looking back so I can see his face.

"That was fucking incredible!" He says, gripping my chin and plunging his tongue into my mouth.

"But I'm not done with you yet." He says against my lips.

He plants his feet flat and lifts his hips. I feel his hands under my ass and realize that he is taking his underwear off. An aftershock of pleasure shoots through my pussy in anticipation.

His cock springs free and his head slaps me perfectly on my clit. The simultaneous groans of approval are almost enough to make me giggle. I reach down and press his hard shaft against me, running my palm along the underside.

"Of Jesus fuck and Mary too." He says.

I totally giggle at that. It quickly turns into a wanton moan though as he thrusts upwards.

"I'm gonna fuck you softly. I'm gonna screw you gently. I'm gonna hump you sweetly. I'm gonna ball you discreetly." He says, almost singing but he's breathing too hard.

I fall off of him into a fit of giggles.

"I can't..." I say between very unladylike guffaws.

"I can't. I mean you just quoted Tenacious D to me. I can't believe that shit. Fucking epic!" I say, snorting.

He grabs my hips, rolling me over to face him. He's grinning like a fool and I fall apart again. I'm laughing so hard I can't breathe and I have tears falling over my cheeks.

"Hey." He says, wiping my tears away and looking at me with a serious expression on his handsome face.

"Yeah?" I say, quickly recovering from my giggle fest.

"What's your favorite dish?" He asks me, deadpan.

I frown, attempting to keep from smiling or laughing. I'll play along.

"Umm... Oh I know. Mac & cheese. But not the kind from a box." I say, barely holding back a shudder of disgust at the thought of that neon orange powder shit. Gross.

"I'm not gonna cook it, but I'll order it from Zanzibar! And then I'm gonna love you completely. And then I'll fucking fuck you discreetly. And then I'll fucking bone you completely. But then I'm gonna fuck you hard. Hard!" He sings.

"Promise?" I ask, wrapping my arms around his chest and tugging him over on top of me.

"Hell yeah! But let's start with the fucking first shall we?" He asks, pulling his hips back and lining himself up to enter me.

"Yesssss." I say, wrapping my legs around his butt and pulling him into me.

He slides right in and it feels so perfect and he's just sitting there, inside me, not moving. I've had quite a bit of sex before and have never felt anything like this in any experience I've had.

"Oh godgodgodgodgod. I've never... I can't... This is... This is... More... So much more." He stutters, resting his forehead on my own.

He pulls back and slowly thrusts back in.

"Sweet baby Jesus and the almighty heavens!" He praises.

"I didn't know you were so religious Ham?" I question jokingly.

"Only on the altar of your pussy, baby." He says as he continues his torturously slow thrusting.

For the next several minutes or hours or days or weeks the only sounds we hear are moans and whimpers and grunts and groans and it's the most beautiful music my ears have ever heard.

"Ham, baby, go faster. Please baby, give me more." I plead.

He pulls up, settling onto his knees and lifts one of my legs straight up, wrapping his arms around my thigh. He starts to move faster. It's still a smooth and gentle and fucking awesome push and pull, not a rough pounding like most guys assume you want when you say things like 'more' and 'faster'.

"Like this?" He asks.

"Holy hell! Where have you been all my life?" I ask.

"Can you go again?" He asks, nodding at my vagina.

"Yeah. Are you close?" I ask, wanting him to get off too because I'm toast after two orgasms.

"Waiting on you. Fucking hell." He says, dropping his head back.

I move my hand down and wrap it around his cock lightly so as not to disturb his movement. Since he wasn't expecting it he does falter slightly but regains his momentum as soon as he realizes what I'm doing. He looks down where we are joined and his eyes droop even more. His 'I'm about to blow' face is spectacular.

Once my fingers are coated I move to circle my clit. I rub the pads of my fingertips in a side sweeping motion and within seconds of watching me touch myself Emmett erupts. His 'I'm blowing' face is dead motherfucking sexy. The smile and the dimples alone are enough to send me flying again.

"Dude! Fucking A, holy shit and god damn it." He says, still thrusting eractically.

"Did you just call me dude while mid orgasm?" I ask, trying to stifle my laughter.

"I so did dude." He says, finally collapsing on top of me.

"Ham?" I ask.

"Yeah Rosie?" He says, face still buried in my neck.

"I can't breath." I grunt.

"Oh shit. Sorry baby girl." He says, lifting off of me just enough to allow me to breathe easy.

"It's okay." I tell him, rubbing my nose against his scruffy cheek.

He finally slips out of me and I lift my hips a bit. He lifts his head from the crook of my neck and looks at me questioningly.

"I don't want to make a mess on the sheets." I tell him, angling my head down in that general direction.

"Why would you make a mess on the sheets?" He asks dubiously.

"Seriously Ham?" I ask, wondering if he's for real.

He doesn't respond, just continues to stare at me. Dumb boy.

"I don't want your cum to leak out of me and drip all over the sheets." I tell him, speaking slowly so he'll understand.

His eyes finally widen in realization.

"Fuck! I didn't even think to ask about that. We didn't use anything." He says, frowning.

"It's ok, I get the Depo shot and I trust you." I tell him, running my fingers across his scrunched up eyebrows, trying to loosen his anxiety.

"Thank fuck. I'm sorry. I'm not usually that careless. Not that this happens often or anything like that. I'm not as bad as Wardo and Jizz say I am. In fact, it's been..." He rambles.

"Ham? Shut the fuck up. It's cool." I say, giving him an Eskimo kiss.

"Want a towel or some shit. No, wait, wait, wait. How about a shower?" He asks, wiggling his eyebrows at me.

"Hmm." I ponder, tapping my lip as if I'm in deep thought.

"We can shower separately if you prefer." He says, looking like a sad little boy.

"No. I don't prefer that at all. Now get me something for in between my legs." I tell him, pushing him off me.

"Oh, I think you know I've got something to put between your legs." He says proudly.

"Oh yes. I know and it's rather messy." I say, scrunching my nose up at him.

"That's enough of your smart mouth missy." He says, pulling me into his arms and carrying me bridal style into the bathroom.

"Well, I was thinking about maybe, possibly, putting my smart mouth to use later, but if you've really had enough..." I say innocently.

He growls at me again and we start all over again in the confines of his shower stall.

Best day ever.

A/N: Well there you have it. I hope you all enjoyed the outtakes. I urge you all to go to my shitty blog and watch the video's that I used as inspiration for this chapter. Nom nom nom and a big ole' LMFAO!

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Anyway, announcement time. I'm doing a sequel! Yay! Right?
It's called Saturday Night Fever and it picks up right where we left off in the epilogue. There will be more info when it posts, which will be in a few days, so stay tuned.

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