The Learning Curve: Chapter 125

Rosalie Hale's House

When we were alone, I worked up the nerve to tell Edward what I had in mind.

"I think I'm ready," I told him as I shut and locked the door behind me. He'd already flopped down on the bed, and he lifted his head to question me.

"Ready for what?"

"To show you." The look on his face told me he still didn't understand. I sighed and began taking off my clothes, which he watched with evident interest. "Don't you remember? You said you'd let me see you touch yourself if I showed you." I took off my bra and watched his eyes grow wide. "Well, I'm ready." I shed my panties. "Are you?"

He licked his lips, sitting up now. "You really want to do this?"

I nodded. "Do you? Because if you don't...well, then you don't. I'm not going to make you do anything you don't want."

"I want to...I mean, I want to see you do it. I don't think me doing it is going to be remotely attractive, but if it's what you want, I'll give it to you."

I smiled shyly. "Will you get undressed, then?"

He nodded and took off his shirt, then stood to shed his jeans, his socks, and finally his boxers. I didn't move immediately, taking in the sight of him even as I felt his eyes raking over me.

I swallowed, reminding myself that the person in front of me was my whole future. He was promising to love me even at my worst for the rest of my life. I would show him this. I could trust him to love every part of me, even the parts that I didn't find beautiful.

I slipped past Edward to sit at the head of the bed. He knelt near the foot, waiting. I locked my knees together.

"Um...should I just...start?"

He could clearly sense my discomfort. "Would it help if I told you what to do?"

"Yeah," I breathed.

"Okay, then. I think you should start by touching your breasts. Play with your nipples."

I pressed my lips together so that I wouldn't start laughing. It was just so...porn-ish. But I did what he asked and ran my hands over my breasts and pinched at my nipples. Absently, as if of a mind of its own, Edward's hand drifted to wrap around his cock. He stroked slowly, and I rubbed my thighs together as I watched him.

"Move one of your hands down now, Bella," Edward rasped. "Please, let me see it."

Transfixed by the sight in front of me, I opened my legs without thinking and stroked my clit that was now aching for a touch, any touch.

Edward let out a breath and pumped his hand faster, closing around the head of his penis with each pass. I couldn't identify what about it turned me on so much, but there was no denying that it did. If the panting breaths escaping from my parted lips didn't give me away, the wetness coating my fingers definitely would.

"You're so sexy," Edward said in a grunty-growly sort of way that made me squirm. His hand went on stroking, steady and purposeful. I couldn't stand it.

"Edward?" I mewled.

"Yeah?" he panted.

"Get inside me."

Edward pounced on me. "Fuck, I thought you'd never ask."

A/N: I'm sorrrrry. :( Will it make you feel better to know that in the time I wasn't updating this story, I got the last chapter of BF to beta and made a dent in the epilogue?

I can't promise I'm going to be steadier in the coming weeks because Mercury is going into retrograde and with me being a Gemini, that totally screws with my writing, but my goal is always to push through the difficulty, so I will do my best for you.