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Carlisle's POV

Emmett was someone that I had liked for quite a while, and I knew that he was gay, but also knew that he wasn't aware I was. I kept my private life, just that, private. The office rumor mill was always trying to tie me to someone and many people who had seen me with Rosalie, had jumped to the wrong conclusion.

I had to bide my time with Emmett, not wanting to scare him off by suddenly declaring how I felt about him, especially if he didn't feel the same way. Then, last night happened. Rose had been telling me for weeks to 'go for it'. She had grown tired of me talking about him and she actually told me that if I didn't man up and tell him, she would. Rose always had a way with words. There was definitely no denying that. She had said, during one of our many discussions about him, that if I was this smitten with him and nothing had happened, then she knew that sparks would fly between us. How right she was, and how that hurt for me to admit that my sister was right.

As I watched him leave the office that night, I quickly packed up my things and practically ran out of the door after him. I had planned on making small talk with him; maybe ask him to go for a beer. I never expected what happened to happen. n I wouldn't change it for the world. I had hoped we would be together in the elevator, and I had James on standby to ensure that it would break down if ever the chance arose. It was just quicker than I had ever expected.

When Emmett crawled between my legs with the look of pure desire on his face, told me all that I needed to know. I could read the pure lust written there.

The blowjob was amazing; there really was no other word to describe the feel of his lips wrapped around me. When we made it back to my place, well, that blew my mind in a whole heap of new ways.

This was what I had wanted for so long, and it was every bit as mind blowing as I hoped it would be. When I slid deep inside him, following his request that I fuck him, honestly, I thought I would lose my shit on the spot. He looked amazing as he bent over my $5000 custom made dining table as I thrust deep inside him. I was actually surprised that I managed to last and didn't come instantly.

Then I saw us, together, reflected in the windows to the apartment and it was so hot and I could barely tear my eyes away from the sight of us, joined together, moving in unison.

I still had no idea how I managed to keep it together. His body was like a temple, toned muscles and tanned and built for sin, and I was happy to be a sinner right then.

The only downside to last night was, when Rose turned up, and he stepped out of the shower dressed in just a towel. I wanted so badly to turn her around and throw her out of the door, but in a strange way I had to thank her for him being here, and I wanted to at least be civil with her. Despite the fact that all I wanted was to be with Emmett again.

After she left, we enjoyed a long, hot shower together. I was able to run my hands all over his body as the water cascaded over us both. We kissed and explored each other at a much slower pace, taking our time, enjoying each other. Finally, I ended up on my knees before him, taking him deep in my mouth and giving him a blowjob like he gave me earlier. Once he came, we washed each other again and while exhausted, I lead him to my bed. We were both worn out and once under the covers, he pulled me tightly against his chest and held me. I could feel his breath as it blew over my ear and across my cheek. Before I knew it, I was hard once again. Feeling him pressed up against me, I knew he was as aroused as I was and I wanted him once again. Turning over in his arms, I saw the need in his eyes, and who was I to refuse him anything. For once I was glad that I kept some supplies in the nightstand.

Waking up with him in my bed, made me smile. Knowing that this man was here, with me and that we had made love last night. Yeah, I know Emmett had asked me to fuck him, but that was not my style. I never saw the act as that. Yes, it was frantic and heated, but I wanted more than just sex with him. I was surprised that I was awake so early; a quick glance at the clock told me that it was just after seven in the morning. Given last night's marathon of fucking with Emmett, I had expected to sleep all day. Now just thinking about it, had me needing an ice cold shower.

I had a quick shower and was looking in the fridge to see what I could make him for breakfast when my cell phone rang. The Shaw contract was massive for us, and when I got the call from Edward, I really couldn't say no. He was out of town with his wife celebrating their anniversary so it was down to me. I just wished that there was another way.

Emmett was everything I had ever wanted and more, and now he was in my bed, and I was leaving him. I hated that he would wake up alone, I wanted to be there when he did. Hell, I hoped we would maybe pick up where we left off last night.

I hated leaving him here alone. Part of me wanted to say fuck it and crawl back into bed with him, but I knew that wasn't going to work. There was no way I wanted him to wake up and think that I had left him there alone, so I laid out a coffee mug and left him a note telling him to make himself at home, knowing that I would call him later.

The contract was more messed up than I first realized, and I was buried under a mountain of documents and files, when I go a chance to look at the clock. It was nearly eleven. Shit! Where did the time go?

I grabbed my phone and dialed. It took forever for him to pick up and I began to wonder if he was okay.

I was just about to hang up when I finally heard his voice in my ear. "Hey."

I chuckled at him. "Hey there, sleeping beauty. So you're finally awake then."

"I slept well, obviously too good if I didn't hear, or feel you leave me. Where are you?" He sounded okay, and that made me relax slightly.

"I'm sorry; I had to come into the office. There was a problem on one of the contracts that I was needed to resolve in a conference call. I couldn't do it from home because I needed to have access to the files. Okay, I'm babbling, I'm sorry. I didn't want you to wake and find me gone like this. Stupid…"

"Carlisle, it's okay. I understand, I mean it's only…What time is it?"

"Eleven. I've been here since eight this morning and have been going crazy because all I wanted was to speak to you." That was the truth, and yet I felt comfortable being so honest with him, and it felt so right.

He laughed at me. "I hope I didn't put you off your work."

"Oh trust me, you're one hell of a distraction, but I'm not complaining." I saw Sam lurking outside my office, and the last thing I needed was him overhearing any of my conversation with Emmett. I felt bad asking him to hold on, but I couldn't take the risk. "Gimme a minute."

I placed my hand over the receiver so that he wouldn't think I was hiding anything from him. I had nothing I wanted to hide from him.

Sam saw me and came into my office. "Hey, sorry, I didn't mean to disturb you. Look, I've made some calls and we can pull this back. I'll need some more time to work out some of the details. Just wanted to let you know."

I smiled at him. "Thanks Sam, let me know." He turned and left, allowing me to go back to my phone call.

"Hey, I'm back. Sorry about that. So, you found the coffee yet? I know you can't function in the morning without it." I was thinking about how I had seen him always clutching a Starbucks when he came into the office. I noticed these things.

"Yeah, thanks." I could hear the smile on his face, and could imagine those dimples of his forming on his cheeks.

"I hoped to be back in time to make you breakfast, but this is going to take a few more hours to sort out. I'm sorry..."

He cut me off. "Stop saying your sorry. Last night was, well, I think we both know how last night was. You can't help that you had to work today. I know how important your job is."

"I know, I know, and, oh shit! I nearly did it again." I laughed at my own mistake before I continued, wanting him to feel comfortable, even though I wasn't there. "Look, make yourself at home and I'll call you when I'm leaving, okay?"

He paused, and I could hear the uncertainty in his voice. "Carlisle, I got things I need to do today at home. How about you call me when you're done at the office?"

I sighed; disappointed that he wouldn't be there when I got home. "Oh, okay." Pausing before I said anything else, knowing that Emmett would be reading between the lines of what I was saying, needing him to know. "I want to do things the right way with you. I mean last night was amazing, but that's not how I wanted it to be. I'm certainly not complaining, but that's not my style. So, how does dinner and a couple of drinks sound? Or we can do a movie, or whatever you want." I swear my heart stopped beating while I waited for him to reply.

"That sounds great. How about dinner and a movie?"

I was relieved when he said yes. "Great! How about I pick you up at say, seven?"

He alarmed me slightly with his response. "No! How about we meet downtown and take it from there?"

I wanted to put him at his ease so decided to play with him a bit. "Hmmm, you worried we might not make it to dinner if I pick you up at your place?"

"Yeah, something like that."

"Well then, I will see you at seven then. Can't wait." I meant every word.

"It's a date. Oh and Carlisle? I never kiss on the first date." I gasped at how bold he was being; tonight couldn't come fast enough for me.

As I hung up the phone, I was aware of Sam lurking outside my office, again. I stood and motioned for him to come inside; he had a smirk on his face. Instantly, I wondered exactly how much he had heard. I didn't have to wait long to find out.

"So, you got a date tonight, then?"

Shit! How much had he heard? "Not that it's any of your business, but yes, I do."

He smiled at me. "The hot blond? Man she really is something. I would love to..."

"Sam! Please, that's my sister."

I watched in amusement as his face and his mouth opened and closed as he struggled to find the words. "Look, I'm sorry. I didn't mean anything." I smiled at him as he changed the subject quickly. "So, the contract, what happened?"

I was glad my mind was pulled back away from the thoughts of Emmett for a while. Although, if I hadn't been in such a rush last night, I would've been at home now, with him, and not stuck in the office working. If I'd just picked up those files, but no; I wanted to catch him on his way out of the office.

The meeting and conference call was long and boring, but I knew time was only dragging because I was looking forward to tonight, and our date. What happened last night, well I wouldn't change it for the world, but it really wasn't how I wanted things to be between us. Hell, he was hot, though no man I knew would turn down a blow job like he gave me. Then, when we got back to my apartment, well that was beyond words.

"Carlisle? Are you listening to me?"

I realized Sam was talking to me. I must've zoned out; my brain might not be in the room, but my cock was certainly paying attention to my thoughts as it stirred in reaction to my daydream.

"Sorry Sam. It was a late night. What were you saying?"

He grinned at me, thinking he knew the reason for my distraction when he didn't really.

Sam continued with what he was saying. This time, I paid attention, but I still couldn't wait for tonight, but all thoughts of Emmett and what is to come, will have to wait.

Business first, pleasure later.

Authors Note:
Massive thanks as always to DreamOfRob10 for beta'ing this for me. This is dedicated as all these chapters are to Delphiusfanfic who the first chapter was written for.

This story got recc'd on the Twislash Unveiled blog as one of their rec's of the week along with the amazing Tatted Heart. I cannot tell you how happy that has made me. I have more to come from these two love birds and I hope that you enjoyed this peek into Carlisle's mind.