Edward woke up the following morning to find Bella wrapped tightly around his body. Laying on her side, her thigh was high up on his legs, and even though he was groggy from sleep, he was painfully hard.
It had been a normal occurrence since Bella had been back in his life to be aroused, but he'd dealt with it fine until now. They had been sharing a bed quite a lot recently, through one reason or another, and while Edward was beyond grateful that they were growing ever closer, he didn't like mornings like this.
He felt so aware of Bella's body, clad only in her underwear, and it made his body ache. There were only so many times you could find relief in the bathroom without drawing attention to yourself. He was a fully grown adult but felt like a young teenager, and it weighed him down.
He wanted to find the time to talk to Bella about how he felt, but as the saying goes, there's never a right time. What he did know, was that he would be sitting down with her before they went back home.
Unfortunately, or fortunately, depending on how you looked at it, the right time, it seemed, was now, according to Bella and how her body moved against his own. Her small murmurs and touches as she woke up, pushed Edward's body into hyperdrive.
"Bella, sweetheart," he whispered, hoping to wake her fully enough for her to understand what she was doing. Her head lifted from his shoulder, and her eyes opened. With a small smirk to her lips, she turned her head just a fraction to kiss his shoulder, before her hand travelled down his waist to his groin. The sensation of her hand wrapping around his cock made Edward squeak out in surprise, but Bella just giggled.
"If I learned one thing from Jasper last night, was that I can't control everything. But I can control this," she whispered and started to pump his cock lightly. Edward didn't know if he was coming or going. He wanted to be coming, there was no doubt about that, but he wanted this so much, and his mind was still screaming that she might not be ready.
"Can we not talk about Jasper while your hand is on my cock, please?" He whimpered out, his hips rising slightly from the bed with each downward thrust of her hand.
"Sorry," Bella giggled.
"Jesus… No need to apologize…" he gasped out, making Bella laugh again.
Edward was in a lust filled daze. He was walking around the kitchen, attempting to make Eloise her breakfast, while Bella was giggling at the breakfast table.
She had made him come hard in their bed, and he apologized over and over about the mess that he had made, but she brushed him off. She explained that she wanted it to happen and she knew what the consequences were of making him come. She did make him change the bedding before his grandparents saw, though.
When he had cleaned himself, and, Bella up, he wanted to return the favor, but she refused. She wanted his touch, she craved it, but it was not the right time for him to return the favor. Eloise was due to wake up, and she didn't want anything rushed. So, with a small pout, she got up from the bed and got ready for their day.
They had both been there when Eloise woke up, so hand in hand, they walked downstairs to find food. It was no surprise that the rest of the family were already there and by their smirks, they must have guessed something had happened.
"No matter what you say, just remember that there is a small child in the room," Edward tried to grouch, but his happy mood wouldn't let him. It didn't help that Bella continued to giggle. "You're not making it any easier, Bella. Please don't encourage them,"
"I'm not doing or saying a thing, Edward. Your behavior is speaking for itself," she replied.
"Edward, I love you, I really do, but grow up. It's sex, plain and simple. A natural step in life," Esme cut in, her face giving away her stern voice. She looked to be on the point of hysterics.
"It's not s-e-x, we haven't even done that yet!"
"This time around and really, you're spelling out words so they baby can't hear?" Carlisle stepped in. With his serious tone and an arched eyebrow, the whole table erupted into laughter.
With all the energy and maturity he could muster, he plucked Eloise from Esme's arms, stuck his tongue out at his family and left the room.
"I think you need to show him what s-e-x is, Bella, and save us all the throwback of a petulant teenage Edward," Grammy said, giggling.