The Learning Curve: Chapter 24
Edward Cullen's Bed
"Holy...fuck," I said breathlessly. I rarely swore, but this seemed as good an occasion as any.
Edward carefully withdrew his fingers, laughing lightly. "You are...a very enthusiastic pupil," he said, and I thought he looked nearly as disoriented as I felt.
He fell onto his back beside me, and we were quiet as I caught my breath. After a moment I began to feel self-conscious and sat up to fasten my jeans and straighten my bra.
"So for our next lesson," I said with a dry mouth, "will I be touching you?"
"If you feel comfortable." I glanced over my shoulder at him. He looked anything but comfortable. In fact, the bulge in his pants looked distinctly uncomfortable.
"Should I...do you want me to start now?" It only seemed fair to reciprocate. And if I was being honest, I was really curious about that bulge.
Edward closed his eyes tightly. "That's probably not a good idea," he said, and I felt a disproportionate amount of disappointment. "Your dad will be wondering where you are, and my mom will be home soon."
At the mention of parents, I realized the wisdom in ending our session now. After the fuss Charlie had made over Mike's name-calling, I didn't want to give him anything more to stew over. His blood pressure was high enough already. And I definitely didn't want to meet Edward's mom just after getting fingered by her son. I'd never be able to behave normally.
"Okay. Should I come over tomorrow?"
"No," Edward said, and I was beginning to worry about the strain in his voice. "My dad is off tomorrow. Wednesday."
Again I struggled with my disappointment. "Okay. Well, I'll see you at school tomorrow," I said lamely. He gave me a taut smile.
"Until tomorrow."
A/N: I'll give you your next update in the morning - EPOV!