Ch 53-Secrets

EPOV

I wake up and find him in a different position than when we fell asleep. He shifted nearly sideways in bed with his head and upper chest on my abs facing up at me. He has his left arm lying along my right side. He's holding my left hand in his right propped up on my side. He is so adorable sleeping with a slight smile on his lips.

I run my fingers in his hair to move it off his face so I can see him better. I look down his body and his is lying with his feet towards the bottom corner on his side. He has the sheet pulled down to his waist and it barely covers me the way his has twisted it.

I chuckle seeing how he is laying and it makes him stir awake. I just laugh at the look on his face, he is cute waking up, but it's funnier when he realizes he can't move his legs.

"Why can't I move?" he asks groggily trying to understand.

I bust out laughing hard at him and he just scowls more as he looks up at me and it makes me laugh harder.

"What the hell is so funny? Quit being an ass and help me!" he says trying to be mad, but ends up laughing as he looks down seeing himself all tangled in the sheet.

"You looked so peaceful asleep, but all tangled and fighting to get free is funny as hell," I laugh out.

"Shut it, you ass! Help me!" he shouts trying to get free.

I laugh as I slide out from under him and move to the end of the bed pulling the sheet down his legs as he kicks. We get him untangled and he runs to the bathroom. I follow him wondering what's wrong as I stop laughing.

I enter the bathroom and get covered in water. I spit and sputter shaking my head. I look at him and he is laughing, completely bent in half at the waist almost losing his breath.

"What was that for?" I ask laughing.

"For laughing at me tangled up in bed," he chuckles as he stands up.

"Oh, so, me laughing gets me covered in water, well you get this," I say grabbing him and pulling him in the shower turning it on.

The water is cold and he squeals and tries to get away, but I laugh and hold on tight as we both get wet. The water heats up fast and I have to turn it down to keep from burning us and we laugh anyway. He stops struggling as I loosen my grip on him.

He turns around wrapping his arms around my neck as we quiet down.

"You suck," he tells me.

"I know and you like it," I reply back.

"Hush, I'm trying to scold you and can't if you keep making me laugh," he tries to sound stern to which he totally fails.

"Ok, I'm sorry," I faux pout trying to look like I got scolded.

"I know you are, now you will behave or I either ground you or spank you for misbehaving," he still trying to sound stern.

"Yes, sir, Mr. Whitlock-Masen, I won't do it again."

"Ok, now we need to go ahead and shower so we can get breakfast, I'm starving."

"Me too, love," I say grabbing the shampoo.

I wash our hair as he soaps us up. We work together to get out as soon as possible and seem to succeed in not getting horny. We get out and dry off making sure we both are completely dry. We brush our teeth and shave taking turns.

We head into the bedroom as he starts talking, "You know that I could have gotten away from you in the shower right?"

"Yes, but you didn't, I knew you could have, I figured you wanted to be there with me."

"I did. We need to check our email," he says pulling on his shorts as I pull on my shirt. We are dressed and head into the living room.

"I'll make breakfast if you want to check our email," he says walking to the kitchen and I head to the couch.

"What do you want for breakfast?" he asks as I fire up my laptop.

"Rice and toast with juice is fine. I need to cut back on fatty foods; I've had too much lately with all the running and stuff we've had to do."

"Ok, how do you want your rice?" he asks pulling stuff out of cabinets.

"Just a little sugar I don't need butter either, just dry toast," I say as I open up my email account.

"Is there a reason this juice is organic?" he asks looking in the fridge.

"Organic is better for me. I guess dad gave the travel agent a list of food I need to eat to make sure we had it on hand. I have an email from mom," I tell him as I open the email.

"Was there any cooked bacon left yesterday?" he asks looking in the fridge.

"Yes, bottom left drawer in a container. Mom needs to know if we like this bedroom and dining table sets," I comment as I carry the laptop to the counter.

"Um, I like the table, but the chairs don't look comfortable. What about cushion seats and backs?" he asks looking at the picture as he puts two pieces of bacon on a small plate.

"I'll text her and see, faster than waiting on email. What about the bedroom set? I like the furniture though not quite sure if I like it in black," I say texting mom about the table set.

"I like it and you're right, maybe a light to medium wood color; like natural you know?" he says microwaving his bacon and stirring the rice. He hasn't started the toast yet.

"I like the lighter colors too. I have an email from Emmett; he says 'What have you two got Rose involved in? She is talking to Peter a lot and won't tell me why'," I tell him as I read it.

We both bust up laughing.

"He is in so much trouble if she follows through with training," he says grabbing bowls from the cabinet.

"I know, poor guy. Ok, so I'm not really sorry for him considering he did hit her car and didn't tell her; he deserves to be put in the hot seat a while," I laugh.

I send him back as a message, 'Em we have no idea why she is talking to Peter so much. Maybe it has something to do with your wedding night or something. We love you, but we are on our honeymoon and are too far away to be any help right now. We'll see you when we get home. E&J'

"Not a total lie, we don't know what they are talking about and it could be their wedding night. Good job," he says kissing me on the cheek.

I text mom on the bedroom set and we will see what happens.

"Can you check my email?" he asks starting our toast.

"Sure, but you have to put in the password."

I sign out of my account and enter his id in and turn to let him know it was time to put in his password, he looks at me and says, "Eam1996 lower case letters."

I type it in a little surprised he told me and open his account.

"No secrets remember," he says plating our toast between spooning out the rice.

"You didn't have to tell me; mine is Whitlock96," I say looking over at him.

He meets my eyes and smiles, "Thanks."

"Love you," I tell him smiling.

"Love you."

I look at his email account and see a message from his aunt. "Just one from Sue."

"Open it."

I click the link and read it to him as he sets our food on the table, "Jasper & Edward, Hope you are having fun in Hawaii. Charlie asked me to tell you that Edward's car will be released possibly around the September trial, but not totally sure. If he can get it released before then he will let you know. Have fun and if you need anything just call us. Love you both, Aunt Sue."

"Send back, Thanks for telling us and we are having a great time. Love to all, J&E," he says pouring juice.

"Ok, all sent." I shut down the laptop and leave it on the counter and go to the table.

We sit down together and it's not the tastiest breakfast, however I know I need to watch what I eat or will have major issues.

"Thank you," I say kissing his cheek.

"You're welcome," he smiles.

JPOV

He can be childish and it only makes me love him more.

We start eating and I have to ask, "I looked online for some foods, but didn't search a lot, so, what foods do you need to eat or avoid?"

"Higher fiber foods are good, like breads, fresh raw veggies and fruits, poultry, rice and pasta. Fatty foods are bad, like red meats, butter, and margarine, dairy and fried foods. I can eat them, I just need to keep it minimal to avoid constipation," he says eating.

"So we need to avoid fats, that must make it difficult on food choices for meals," I comment dipping dry toast in my rice.

"It can especially eating out. I should avoid caffeine and carbonated drinks. Water is best and juice is good too. If I don't stick to my diet I can have issues."

"So we can look online for recipes to try and I can handle drinking more water, we haven't had enough lately anyway."

"Ok, now you know two secrets of mine tell me one of yours," he suggests and drinks his juice.

"I have pictures of you at First Beach."

"No, we know about pictures and made more. You know I have IBS, so tell me something private that no one else knows," he says as I look over at him.

"One morning when I came over to get you, you were crying in your sleep, so I laid down with you and held you combing my hand in your hair until you calmed down," I say feeling slightly worried.

"When?" he asks piling up dishes.

"June this year, we were going hiking, but you weren't up when I came over."

We both scoot our chairs back, but before I can stand he straddles my lap.

"Thank you," he says quietly resting his forehead to mine.

I look in his eyes seeing the most beautiful green ever filled with love just for me. Knowing he isn't upset makes me happy and relieved. He brings his hand to my cheek and wipes off the tear that fell. He kisses me slowly showing me his love for me.

"Thank you for taking care of me. I know it was hard to keep from letting me know how you felt then, but I am glad you did not let that stop you from holding me. We have a lot of time to make up for not being together sooner, though I think we came together when the timing was right. We do not know what would have happened before we were ready and I do not want to think about that. I want to start just like we have and move forward."

"I was nervous when you started waking up that I moved away and stood in the hall worried you realized I had been there and I was scared feeling that I screwed up. When you didn't seem to act like you knew I was there I settled down, but was scared for about a week that you were hiding from me that you knew. I didn't know if you knew or not and it just added to the anxiety I had being around you. When you didn't comment or seem to act different towards me I realized you really didn't know I had been there. I was relieved, but also sad because I didn't have the guts to tell you how I really felt," I tell him as I close my eyes.

"I didn't know you were there and I'm sorry you worried so much. We are together now and that is all we have to think about from now on. I love you, always have and always will. We need to tell secrets and things the other doesn't know, but we don't have to rush it either," he says kissing me.

Before I can say anything he keeps talking, "I had watched you change in your room one day that I came over, your door was open and I was in the hall watching and got so hard I had to go back down the hall and yell that I was there and going to use the bathroom. I actually went in the bathroom and got off, I had to or I was going to cream my jeans seeing you. It didn't take long because I had seen you naked before at school, but in your own room was sexier and I bit my cheek so hard I cut it trying to keep quiet when I came."

We watch each other for a little while just sitting and holding each other. I pull his mouth to mine as I kiss him slowly, sweetly and he rolls his hips forward against mine grinding us together. We both are hard as rocks and grinding has us moaning and panting into the others mouth.

"Can I suck you?" I ask against his neck.

"Please J," he breathes into my ear.

I push on his hips to stand him up. As he stands I undo his shorts and pull them and his underwear down at the same time. He is so hard his cock bounces and hits his abs. Fucking beautiful. I reach behind him and move the dishes away as far as I can and push him back against the table.

"Sit down and either lean on your elbows or hold the sides of the table laying back," I say softly, this isn't about domination right now it is all love and tenderness.

He gets in position like I asked him. His chest is rising and falling hard and his cock is standing out proud.

"You comfortable?" I ask as I rub his thighs.

"Um…"

"What? Don't do this if you don't want to," I say as I hold my hands still on his thighs.

"No, it's just…um…" he bites his lip and I look him in the eyes, "it's hard leaning on my elbows and I can't hold the sides on this side, but maybe the end?" he asks looking nervous.

"Ok, we move to the end; you want a blanket for your arms?" I ask as I help him off the table.

"Please," he whispers oh so quietly.

"Be right back," I say with a kiss to his lips.

I run to the bedroom and look in the closet and find a blanket. I run back with it in hand and see him on the end of the table lying flat of his back with his legs bent and closed and his feet at the edge of the table. That is a new position to try, but not now. I stand at the end of the table in front of him looking up and down his body he is going soft a little. He lifts his head and looks worried.

"Why you nervous?" I ask as I move to the side and lay the blanket down as he lifts up.

"What are you going to do?" he talks so low I almost miss it.

Before he can lean back I pull him to me as I stand back in front of him. I bring him as close the edge as possible and wrap my arms around him as I talk to him.

"I asked if you would let me suck you and you agreed that's all I'm planning. Now care to tell me why you are nervous?"

He looks up at me then puts his forehead to my chest. He doesn't talk, but I know he will if given time, so I let him talk when he is ready. We stand like that for a few minutes and he finally speaks not getting any louder than a whisper.

"I haven't used the bathroom or the kit; I didn't want you to do something that might make a mess."

"You don't want me to finger you?"

He shakes his head no and I know he is worried about me being upset with him.

"I wasn't going to; neither of us has used the bathroom yet, so I figured we needed to wait anyway. Would it bother you if I licked you, I mean only stay on the outside?" I ask as I pull on his chin to get him to look at me.

"No," was another whisper.

I need to get him aroused for this and have just the thoughts to do it. I kiss him lightly and I move to his ear to talk to him quietly.

"I am so horny. I want to suck my husband's big hard cock; lick it, suck it, swallow it," he moans out as I keep talking. "I'm going keep you on the verge of cumming as I lick you from ass to tip. Making you shake and moan that when you do cum you will be screaming my name."

He is panting now and I look down and his dick head is near purple just from what I've said so far. I reach behind him and pull the blanket closer. I kiss down his neck and chest as I push on it to get him to lie back.