It has been 2 weeks since I gave birth to Clarie. She was our first-born baby. She's beautiful and she has Ed's bright blue eyes. I'm happy. Very happy.
One morning, at 4 a.m. I heard a crying sound coming out from the baby monitor and I was ready to gather all of my strengths to get up but as I tried to peel my eyes open I felt one of Ed's hands rubbing my back telling me that he'll take care of her so I closed my eyes and went back to sleep.
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I woke up at 9:30 this morning which was a bit late than usual. I turned my body to the right side of the bed and saw Ed was sitting cross-legged next to me. He was writing something.
"Good morning beautiful" He said after feeling my arms wrapped around his waist. "It's alright. I took care of the baby. You can get some more sleep if you want." He kissed my lips and pushed my hair back from my forehead.
"Think I've had enough sleep" I yawned and stretched my arms. "How is she?"
"Sleeping. Honey, you sure you've had enough sleep? I know you're tired" He asked me, a bit worried if I didn't get enough sleep because of the baby.
I didn't get enough sleep. It's true. Having a baby is tiring. I couldn't sleep without having to wake up every few hours to a baby screaming.
"I'm fine, at least for now" I smiled at him. I bit my lower lip and held my arms out towards him like a baby and he lowered his head a little towards my face so I grabbed his head by his neck and kissed him exaggerating the kissing sound.
"God I miss being in you" He said after breaking the kiss. I laughed and reminded him again that he has to wait a few more weeks because everything still hurts right now.
He frowned.
"You can wait" I reassured him patting his left cheek a little. "I'm gonna shower"
I got up sliding my feet to the side of the bed wincing at the pain. I made it to the bathroom. I showered, get dressed and headed downstairs to the kitchen to make breakfast.
It took me just fifteen minutes to prepare breakfast for Ed and I. Both of us sat on the couch to have our breakfast. I noticed Ed was looking at me or my breast once in a while I wasn't sure and I couldn't help but asked him what's wrong.
"Nothing I was just thinking about what it would feel like.." He trailed off.
"What it would feel like.. to?" I raised my eyebrows a little wanting him to go on.
"What it would taste like.." He looked away then looked back at me and down at his food. "Your breast milk.. I was wondering how it tastes"
I couldn't help but laughed at what just came out from his mouth. His cheeks turned red and he finished his breakfast and walked back to the kitchen to clean his plate.
"Ed wait.. I'm sorry" I followed him slowly and carefully to the kitchen since I couldn't run and chase him because my body was sore. I placed my plate on one of the counters and wrapped my arms around his waist while he was cleaning something in the sink.
"Hey.. Were you being serious? I didn't know you were serious" I persuaded him.
I slipped my hands to the inside of his shirt and let them roamed all over the skin of his body. He didn't say anything.
I sighed, placing the side of my face to his back. "If you really want to taste them I have some in the freezer but I saved them for Clarie" I rubbed his chest, playing with the baby hair there.
He grabbed a hand towel next to the sink and dried off his hands then took my hands under his shirt and squeezed them.
"Can't I just taste some from here?" He turned around and touched the skin just under my breast from the inside of my shirt. I nearly dodged his hands away, afraid that he was going to squeeze or rub my breasts or something. I mean they still hurt like hell after labour.
"Uhh.." I looked at his hands. His eyes were glued to my breasts. "I'm not gonna lie, this turns me on a bit. I'm going to let you suck on it but please be gentle Ed. They're swollen and fucking painful."
"Okay, I won't hurt you" He replied. "I'll be gentle" He added. He lifted my shirt up inch by inch, moving his hands up to gently touch my breast. "They're hard" He commented. I closed my eyes and winced a little when his thumb accidentally grazed one of my nipples. I let out an ouch sound from my lips and he apologized.
"Just get on with it. I don't think you're gonna like the way it tastes though"
He took one of my nipples in between his lips and gently suck on it. He was careful not to use his tongue or I'll slap the living shit out of him. After 20 seconds or so he lets go of my nipples and licked his lips. He stared at my breast for a few seconds then looked up at my face, smirking.
"Well?" I bit my lower lip. I needed his opinion, his feedback.
"It's.. sweet" He said. "I thought it'd be sweeter but it's good. It's.. creamy" He added, still licking his lips. "The other breast.. does it taste the same?" He pointed his finger to my other breast, a big smile on his face.
"That's enough Ed" I pushed him away and pulled my shirt down walking back to the couch.
"But.."
"No!" I cut him off.
"Please.. another sip?" He begged. Grabbing my shoulders.
"No Ed" I laughed and swatted his hand on my shoulder "God you're a weird boy and I'm even weirder to even let you suck on my milky breast"
I walked to the couch laughing my ass off and so did he. He sat on the couch, patting on his lap asking me to lie down and put my head on his lap so I did.
"You love me" He said to me pushing my hair back from my forehead. "Even when I'm being weird"
"I do. You make me happy" I smiled, grabbing his face and rubbed his cheeks with my thumb.
"I love you too" He kissed me.
Sorry, the story is a bit short. English isn't my first language so I'm sorry for any misspelled words and my poor grammar. I want to describe more stuff but I don't really know how to write it in english lol I'm dumb. And I'd like you to know that I really would let Ed taste my breast milk straight from my breasts.
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