BPOV

Edward was snoring lightly on his side of the bed. I was lying e next to him, watching Jimmy Kimmel, in that space between asleep and awake. I heard the front door click shut and I jerked to attention. Was Rose leaving? Hopefully she was going to talk to her fiancé, Emmett. Emmett was so protective of Rose and sometimes his impulses got the best of him. But his heart was pure gold. Edward told me that Emmett wanted to go to therapy for his issues with his hot temper. I was happy that he was so committed to their relationship that he was willing to go to therapy.

I went to the hallway and looked into the guest room. Rose's handbag and car keys were on the dresser, so she obviously didn't drive anywhere. Where could she go after midnight without her car? I started to get a little worried. I walked toward the stairs and stopped when I heard Emmett's booming voice.

"Rosie, I love you. I want to work this out." He was saying.

"So do I, Em. I missed you."

"Me, too…oh shit." Emmett hissed.

"I missed this, too." Rose murmured.

I heard the distinct tinkling of a belt being unbuckled. No, they were not about to…in my house?

"Did you miss me? Doing this?" Rose cooed.

"Babe, I don't think we should…here…Jesus Christ…" he moaned.

"Shhhh…"

I heard a dull thud. What the hell was that? I went to the top of the steps and saw more than I ever wanted to see. Emmett was standing at the front door, the back of his head resting against the door. He was still wearing his leather jacket and his jeans were down around his ankles while Rose was on her knees sucking him off. His hands were threaded in her locks as he guided her mouth.

Hmmm. Rose was pretty good at that. She sucked as much as she could in her mouth, hallowing her cheeks and twisting what she couldn't fit in her mouth with her hands. And Emmett had a thick beautiful dick.

"Rosie, you're so fucking good at that. I love your lips wrapped around my cock. Look at me…" he ordered. Hearing Emmett being so authoritative was kind of…sexy. I was mesmerized by the scene in front of me, my feet cemented to the floor as I stared.

"Oh yeah…let me fuck your mouth." He groaned as he moved his hips and his cock slid in and out of her pouty lips. Rose moaned around his cock and I saw her reach down to rub between her legs. Damn, she must be really turned on. Rose was open about sex and often regaled me with stories about their wild lovemaking. But it was totally different seeing it with my own eyes. He pulled himself out of her mouth and she looked up at him, confused.

"Take your shorts and your panties off, babe." He told her.

Rose wasted no time following directions. Emmett threw his jacket across the sofa before he gently pushed her back up against the wall by the door, a teasing smile on his face. She wrapped her legs around him when he lifted her up, trapping her body between him and the wall. They both gasped when he entered her.

"I missed you, Em."

"Rosie, you are everything to me," He said with sincerity.

They looked so hot together as Emmett took Rose against the wall. His large, powerful body was graceful as his hips grinded against hers. Their eyes were locked on one another's while he pumped in and out.

"Em…" Rose moaned, her head falling back and her eyes closing.

He covered her mouth with his lips and kissed her, swallowing her cries as her body quaked in his arms while she climaxed. He carried her over to the sofa, still connected, and sat down, with her on top. Right in the spot where me and Edward had just…for some strange reason, that titillated me even more. I felt like such a pervert watching my best friend and her fiancé, but I couldn't stop. I stayed hidden in the shadows at the top of the stairs.

Rose began to move on top of Emmett, her hips swirling sexily. Emmett's hands slipped under Rose's t-shirt and cupped her breasts. He pushed the shirt up and took her nipples into his mouth, sucking and biting. I bit my lip, feeling my own body heating up.

"Em, that feels so good." She murmured. He groaned in response. Rose leaned down and buried her face into Emmett's neck and dropped her hips down on his lap over and over. Gripping her hips tightly, I saw Emmett's head fall back against the back of the sofa and he let out an animalistic growl.

"Fuck, Rose…so good." He kicked out of his sneakers and reached down and pulled his jeans off in the blink of an eye. His hands went around Rose's waist and he lifted her up from his lap and tossed her onto the couch. Rose gasped and then moaned when Emmett sheathed himself inside of her, holding her legs up. He began fucking her furiously and Rose's hands tried to find purchase on the sofa.

"Right there…right there…" she murmured, her back arched and her heaving breasts pushed upward.

I heard the bedroom door open behind me. Shit. I quickly and quietly walked over to the door and pushed Edward back into our room, carefully closing the door behind us.

"Why are you standing in the hall?" he asked, his brows knitted together in confusion.

"Emmett came over. They are trying to work things out."

"Great!" Edward said, a genuine smile on his face. "Let me go down and say hello."

"Um…they are uh…a bit busy…right now…" I stammered.

Edward chuckled and then stopped, looking at me with curious eyes.

"Were you…?" he started, but didn't finish. I certainly didn't answer, avoiding his gaze and looking down in embarrassment.

He opened the door and walked to where I had been standing at the top of the steps. He looked down and smirked and then crooked his finger at me, beckoning me over to him. I slipped down the short hallway and stood next to him, my eyes drawn back to the steamy scene in our living room starring our closest friends.

"Yes, Em…fuck me." Rose cried as Emmett pounded her. Edward pulled me in front of him and slipped his right hand up my thigh, around my hip, under my nightshirt and into my panties.

"You are so busted." He breathed into my ear as one finger slid along my wet lips.

"God, Rose, I missed you so fucking much." Emmett was saying. He captured Rose's lips in a wild kiss as their hips crashed together over and over. Edward's finger circled my swollen clit and I had to bite my lip to keep from crying out.

"Me, too, Em." She moaned against his lips.

"Is this pussy mine?"

"Yes!"

"Are you gonna come on my dick again?" He growled. His hands were under her ass and he pressed deep into her. Edward pushed two fingers between my lips and I had to struggle to keep my eyes open and continue to watch. He thrust them in and out of my aching pussy as Emmett thrust in and out of Rose. I could feel my husband hardening against my ass and he began to place long, hot, open-mouthed kisses on the back of my neck. The stimulation was overwhelming me and I could feel my body being pulled under.

"Oh God…yes…Emmett…yes…I'm coming!" Rose cried as she writhed against him. Her eyes rolled and she shuddered against his large body. Edward pinched my clit and I, too, feel over the edge, trembling in his arms as I silently climaxed.

When my eyes reopened, I saw that Emmett was in the throes of his own orgasm.

"God damn, Rose." He grunted, pumping three more times before collapsing on top of Rose. He kissed her sweetly while their breathing slowed.

"Bella's going to kick my ass if she finds out that we had sex on her couch." Emmett said.

"Shut up, she won't find out. Come on, let's get dressed." Rose said, pushing at Emmett's massive chest. He didn't budge.

"You ready to come home, babe?" He asked her, his voice heavy with emotion.

She nodded and kissed him. Edward gently pulled me back to our bedroom and the door clicked shut quietly behind us.

"Edward…" I started. I didn't know how he was feeling about me spying on our friends having sex and being so unbelievably aroused by it. I had surprised myself so I couldn't imagine what he was thinking.

"Shhhh…" he whispered. He backed me up until I was on the bed and he crawled on top of me.

"It's my turn to come."