One of my hands snuck under his arm, tickling his ribs, down his stomach, and grabbed a handful of his erection.
"s**t, baby, come on!"
"I want that," I insisted, squeezing firmly.
"Well, you can't have it," he said.
I giggled and squeezed it again, feeling him throb.
"Nova..."
"Let it out," I said. "It wants to play."
He grabbed my wrist.
"Hey, Ed!" my mother called from downstairs.
"f**k," I said, too loudly, my eyes widening.
Edward looked at me with my shocked face. I covered my mouth quickly, my heart racing.
"Oh, is Nova up there, too?" my mother said.
Edward made a threatening fist. "Yeah," he replied.
"I'm cutting the watermelon. You guys want some?"
"Um, no, I'm good, thanks, honey," he said.
I began touching him again. He tried to fight me quietly, but I was relent
