Chapter Thirty Five: Merry Christmas
I woke up with Aubrey asleep on my chest. It was like we reversed roles. I was his source of comfort and security last night instead of vice versa. I made him cancel work yesterday, there was no way he was going in after that episode he had.
I didn’t make him tell me anything. I wanted to just keep him as comfortable as I could. He didn’t tell me one word, he just laid up under me.
His light snoring made me smile. I let my fingers gently stroke his lightly grown in beard.
I admit, I was weak last night. I slept in his bed when I was supposed to be teaching a lesson. But he didn’t need a teacher, he needed somebody to love him.
His arms pushed my body closer to him. I knew he was awake now.
“I love you,” he spoke gently. He was like a big baby.
“I love you more,” my fingers played with his curls, “How are you feeling?”
“A little bit insane,” his voice was deep and groggy. I loved it whenever he first woke up.
“Stop saying that about yourself. You’re sane. You’re just going through a lot, and had a break down. So, you know what we have to do right?”
“What?”
“We’re getting you back on those pills.”
“That’s fine,” he finally looked up at me. His eyes sparkled, “I’m surprised you didn’t leave me.”
“Leaving you isn’t an option.”
His lips pressed against my collarbone, “Am I still on probation for having sex with Honey?”
I giggled, “Probation? And… I’ll cut you some slack. I feel like you need somebody, and I won’t let nobody else be that person. I want to be that person. So we can ease into how we were before. And sex is definitely out of the question.”
He bit his lip, “Damn, you’re doing me dirty.”
“Let me do you dirty then.”
“I will. Cause the prize for being a good boy is going to be amazing.”
“And what prize will that be?”
“All of you. From your beautiful hair, to your gorgeous lips and teeth, to your lovely body, to your addictive personality, to that good ass pussy… You’re all I need.”
“I’m all you need?” I looked into his eyes. They made me want to kiss all over his face.
“Of course. Why else do you think I made it my business to get you back?”
“Because using and manipulating me is fun?”
He frowned, “I never used you.”
“Are you sure?”
“Selena, I promise.”
“Okay,” I didn’t comment. I began to play in his short curls.
“That feels so good,” he snuggled up under me, once again.
I giggled, “Are you ever going to get out of this bed?”
“No, I want to stay here with you. You haven’t slept in my bed with me in so long. Last night was the first night in a while. I want to keep it like this for the day.”
I raised an eyebrow, “You think you’re slick.”
He smirked, “How?”
“You’re trying to turn me on somehow. I know you,” my fingers played in his hair.
“I don’t try. You just know I’m irresistible,” his hand ran down my figure.
“No touching,” I smirked.
“You can’t deny me feeling up on what’s mine. You don’t have to give me pussy, but this?” He squeezed my ass, “That’s all me.”
I smiled slightly, “All you, huh? Let’s make a deal.”
“I’m ready,” he smirked.
“You can have access to all of this once you start taking your pills again. I need you as strong as can be, okay?”
“Okay. And in that case, shit, I’ll start right now.”
“No, Aubrey. Don’t take them cause of that. Start taking them cause you really want to better yourself. You have two days to start before I start shoving pills down your throat.”
“Don’t be violent,” he pouted.
“If being violent is what it takes for you to take care of yourself, so be it.”
He lifted my hand, giving repeated kisses.
“You’re leaning on my tetas too hard,” I frowned.
He readjusted his head, “I’m sorry. They’re still feeling sensitive?”
I nodded. It was the truth. They felt almost painful when I touched them.
“Hm,” he pulled the top corner of my tank top down, exposing my right breast.
“Aubrey, what are you-”
He gently rubbed my nipple, “That hurts?”
I nodded, biting my lip. It felt painful, but a pleasuring pain.
“Can I try to make them feel better?”
“And how will you do that?”
He wrapped his lips around my nipple, sucking lightly.
I gasped, immediately holding onto his head. My intention was to pull him away, but then it started to feel good along with the pain. “Ow,” I whispered, as I shut my eyes, embracing the painful yet lovable feeling.
He continued to suck the life out of me, running his hands up and down my torso.
“S-stop,” I bit my lip in pleasure. I tried my best to lift his head with my hands.
He lifted his head and looked up at me, “That doesn’t feel good?”
“It does,” I pulled my shirt back over my breast, “But, I know you’re having fun. No fun till you start your pills.”
He sighed, “No kisses either, huh?”
“Pecks only.”
He smirked, “I’ll give you one of those later. Anyway, you do know Christmas is right around the corner, right? Only a few days away.”
“Yes, but you don’t celebrate Christmas, you celebrate Hanukkah.”
“Hanukkah passed,” he looked up at me, “And did you see any candles lit or anything?”
“Well I haven’t been here for a while, I don’t know,” I frowned, “I assumed you celebrated it only with your mother.”
“Yea, she called me every single day for Hanukkah. I missed her,” he played with my fingers before grabbing my hand.
An idea popped into my head. But it’d be a surprise.
“I’m sure she misses you, too,” I continued to play in his hair.
He shook his head, “I want to get her a gift for Christmas, even if we don’t celebrate it, you know? So many people around me do, and I feel like shit if I buy gifts for people and not my mother. I want to get you something, too,” he sounded like a little kid in need of love.
“You don’t have to get me anything, Aubrey.”
“Did you celebrate Christmas with your mother?”
“Yes,” I nodded.
“Okay, then, I’m getting you something, and I’m celebrating it with you. Alright?”
“Aubrey, you don’t-”
“Selena, honestly, I’m going to do it for you anyway, so don’t try and reject it.”
I sighed, “Okay.” My stomach began to feel weird.
“I don’t know how many times a day I will begin to remind you how much I love you, but I do.”
I think I knew what this feeling was. “I love you too. Can you get up?”
“What’s wrong?”
“I think I have to, uh,” I shook my head lightly as my stomach turned. I couldn’t focus on my words.
“What?” He lifted himself off of me before he stood up.
I got up, walking to his bathroom. I kneeled in front of the toilet.
“Are you okay?” Aubrey followed me until he stopped at the door. “You have to..?”
I nodded before everything I ate last night had came up. It was absolutely disgusting, and I knew it wasn’t a very pleasant sight for Aubrey, either.
I turned to look at him, and surprisingly he was still standing at the door.
“Are you done?” He asked.
I nodded, wiping my mouth and flushing the toilet. Aubrey walked in, holding out his hand to help me up.
I traveled to the sink to brush my teeth and get rid of the nastiness.
“Do you know what’s wrong?” Aubrey watched me brush my teeth.
“It’s just my appetite. It’s been iffy since the whole thing with my mom,” my words were muffled by the sounds of my tooth brush.
“Are you sure this is just an appetite thing? You don’t want to go to a hospital?”
“Or maybe it was just something I ate that my belly didn’t agree with. You’ve never thrown up before?”
He sighed, “Okay, whatever you say.”
Aubrey
It’s been days since Selena and I have been sleeping in the same bed. There’s been sexual tension, but she skilled at ignoring it. I didn’t care about that, though. I liked laying down with her at night just to feel her skin against mine. That’s all I needed.
I went through my medicine cabinet, finding a perception bottle from Dr. Lin Svetlana. She was a bit older, but she was my therapist and Doctor, and I grew a tight bond with her since I was 13. I haven’t seen her for a session in a year, but I still go every few months for my prescription refill.
I downed a pill before putting it in my bag. It was Christmas Eve, and Selena was taking me somewhere. She wouldn’t tell me where, but she said that I’d notice eventually. I had gotten her multiple presents, and I was bringing those in a separate bag. I really want to make this a good Christmas for her, after all that’s happened to her this year, most things being indirectly my fault.
She walked in wearing a taupe colored turtle neck, light blue jeans, and a pair of uggs that she’s treated herself too. It gets pretty cold around this time, so she had to dress appropriately.
“Are you ready?” Her hair was down, in her natural loose curls.
“Yes,” I nodded, “I bought you something by the way. Come,” I walked to my closet.
“Aubrey, if this is a Christmas gift-”
“I bought it for you before the whole break up situation,” I cut her off. I took a coat off the hanger in my walk in closet. It was an olive green coat, that slightly cinched in at the waist. It probably would stop mid-thigh, and it had a big, fluffy 100% real fur hood. It costed me around $700, and when I saw it, I couldn’t help but notice how good Selena would look in it.
“Did you? I love it,” she looked at the coat in awe.
“Yea. I was out shopping for my own, and I saw this and I had to get it. It just kept getting colder, so I thought why not.”
She smiled, “I’ll give you the money back.“
I shook my head, “I don’t want it back. All yours, baby,” I grabbed her hand, kissing it.
She smiled. Her gorgeous lips were my favorite thing. “So you have the same one?”
I nodded, “Yea,” I smiled, slightly cocky.
She giggled, coming closer to me, “So we’re gonna be matching, huh?”
“Yea, you like that?”
“I love that,” she smiled before gently pressing her lips against mine.
I tried to extend the kiss, but she pulled away. “Ah-ah-ah,” she smirked, “How’s you and those pills going?”
“I finally took them today. Like, literally maybe five minutes ago.”
“And what motivated you to do so?”
“I just want things how they used to be. I really miss us.”
“Well, we’re taking baby steps, right?”
I nodded, “Yes. Baby steps.”
I was slowing things down. I realized that Selena would be down for anything I wanted her to be down for. I just had to get it together and make things between us official. And I will. One day. And that one day is soon.
She tapped my thigh, before walking out with her coat, “Let’s go, Aubrey.”
I grabbed my matching coat before following her, “So wherever you’re taking me, I’ve been there before?”
She stopped and looked at me, “Yes. It’s like home to you,” she smirked.
I smiled, “Oh, yea?”
“Mhm,” she kept walking.
She did the honors of driving, of course. She was so different from me. She was a calm driver, who took her time. The ride was passing 20 minutes, and due to the lack of sleep I had earlier, I dozed off.
She shook me, as I stirred. We were outside a house that I was way too familiar with. I playfully glared at her causing her to giggle.
She smiled, “Do you know where you are?”
“My mother’s house,” I looked around in awe. It’s been maybe a year and a couple of months since I’ve last been here. “How’d you get in contact with my mother?”
“Irrelevant,” she smirked, “Now, get up.”
I got out the car, and lead the way to the front door. I rang to bell.
My mother came to open it shortly, greeting me with a smothering hug that I missed so much. I had to slouch quite a lot when hugging her, because she was so short. Her scent had a small hint of apple cinnamon, which I missed so much.
“So you’re not keeping your hair low anymore, huh?” She observed as she ran her fingers through my short curls, “Very handsome,” her adorable smile appeared.
Her compliments made me blush. I was a momma’s boy.
She turned to Selena with the biggest smile, “And you must be Selena,” she greeted Selena with the same hug she greeted me with. Warm, and welcoming.
“Oh, I’m being so rude,” my mom opened the door wider, “I don’t want you two to freeze to death,” she stepped back.
We walked inside to feel the immediate warmth. Although my mother and I aren’t as close as I’d like us to be, I definitely made sure she was taken care of. Paid for any and every bill that came her way. Made sure she had a maid that checked in once a week. And whenever she needed money, it was
given.
She had a Christmas tree, beautifully decorated.
“Mom, you don’t celebrate-”
“Yes, but Selena does,” she cut me off, “And I want to make sure she has a very Merry Christmas.”
My hands shot up, “Okay, fine.”
Selena took off her coat and my mom gently grabbed it from her. My mom walked to me to do the same, “Come on, Aubrey.”
I took off my coat, handing it to her.
She walked upstairs to put our coats up in a small closet.
I pulled Selena close by her soft fingers, “So you contacted my mom?”
She smirked, “Yea. Surprisingly, she was very sweet over the phone. She told me you tell her a lot about me,” she wrapped her arms around my waist while looking at me.
I blushed, holding her by her waist, “I do, I won’t lie. I had to tell her about you.”
“Well, it’s very sweet that you do,” she looked at me in admiration.
“So how long are we staying here?” I rubbed on her sides.
“Only today and tomorrow.”
I didn’t say anything. I was more than happy that she did this for me. I kissed on her forehead.
My mom came walking back downstairs, “I’m so happy to see my baby happy.”
I blushed again. Selena looked at me with a laugh. She knew my mom was slightly embarrassing me.
My mom sat down on a couch that was beside us, “Are you two hungry? I can definitely make something big if you want me to.”
We let each other go and sat so that my mom would be in between.
“Yes,” Selena smiled politely, “I’m starving.”
“You ate before we left,” I wrinkled my eyebrows. It was weird how she was so hungry one moment and had no appetite, and throwing up the next.
“I know but my stomach is literally growling right now. I don’t know what’s going on,” she looked at me.
My mom smiled at Selena, “You’re such a beautiful girl,” she stood up, “I’ll get to cooking.”
Selena smiled, “Thank you so much.”
“Is there anything you’re allergic to, or don’t like?”
“Um, no, it’s fine. The only thing that I’m not pleasant about is mayo. Lately the smell has been making my stomach go crazy.”
My mom wrinkled her eyebrows slightly before nodding and walking into the kitchen.
“Do you want a hot chocolate?” I turned to Selena.
“Yes, please,” she pouted like a baby.
I chuckled before getting up and going into the kitchen too.
My mother was preparing to cook, “She’s such a beautiful young lady, Aubrey. Why haven’t you made her your girlfriend yet, again?”
“I’m just worried.”
“That she’ll hurt you like that other girl,” my mom finished my sentence.
I nodded, “Yea. But I can’t be without her. I don’t know why it’s so hard to me to do it,” I took milk out of the refrigerator, “Can you put this to heat up in a small pot? I want to make her a hot chocolate.”
My mom nodded. She was the master of multitasking. “Well, can you see yourself marrying this girl, Aubrey?”
I nodded.
“So what’s the problem?”
“I don’t know,” I sighed.
“Get it together, Aubrey.”
“I will, I will,” I sighed before hugging her short figure.
“You know I’m trying to make food here, right?”
“I can’t miss you?” I enjoyed bothering her sometimes.
“You can, but this is the wrong time to be doing it,” she tried not to laugh.
I chuckled before kissing her temple.
I enjoyed myself so far. The food was finished, we had ate, and Selena has complimenting my mom on her food a handful of times. I had went out to the car and brought out a few gifts I had for Selena. I put it under the Christmas tree. I felt bad because I had no idea I was going to be here. I had to get my mother something nice last minute.
Selena
Aubrey had left, telling me he went to get gifts for his mother. His mom was a sweetheart, and we bonded while watching soap operas together. Turned out we loved the same one. Conversation got deeper and she told me how sorry she was for my mother’s death. And if I ever needed a mother’s love, to always call cause she’ll always be here. This was my first time meeting Aubreys mom in person and she’s nicer than I ever expected her to be.
“Selena, I want to ask you something. But, I want to make sure that it is a comfortable subject for you.”
“Well, what’s the subject?”
“Sex.”
I nodded, “Okay. That’s fine.”
“And you and my son are…?”
I nodded slowly, “Yes. But we haven’t in a month, maybe.”
She nodded, “Is there protection involved? Contraceptives?”
“The depo shot,” I looked up at her. I took this as just concern for her son’s health.
“And your last dose?”
Now it became personal for me. I had to think. “Maybe late August? Why?”
“Well, as you know, Aubrey is very honest with me. I know the things he does, I know what he’s into. I know what you used to be, and I know what you’ve been through. All of it. So he’s told me about how it’s been affecting your eating lately. But after you made that comment on the scent of mayo earlier… I..,” she stopped to think.
I wrinkled my eyebrows in hope that she’d continue.
“I think you should take a test.”
“A test?”
“A pregnancy test.”
My heart dropped, “You think..?”
She nodded, “Selena, and it’s been past 3 months since your last dose of birth control. It’s no longer effective.”
I didn’t know what to say. How could I have missed all those symptoms? I’m a woman, I should know my body. I should remember when it’s time to get another dose of my depo shot, and I should notice a change in myself. I was so caught up in life drama, I never considered this as a possibility. Not even after that dream.
The doorbell rang. His mom got up to get it.
He walked in with a gift bag. He placed it under the tree before taking off his coat. Again, his mom took his coat upstairs to get put away.
“Are you okay? You look worried,” Aubrey stroked my hair.
“How about we talk later? In bed?” I looked up at him. I was nervous.
He nodded, “Sure thing.”
We spent more time with his mom. She showed me adorable and embarrassing baby photos of Aubrey, and told me the funniest stories about him. He was honestly a cool person and was able to make fun of himself. He didn’t care. Soon, it became late. Aubrey’s mother showed us to the room we were sleeping in. Her house was almost as big as Aubrey’s and I knew he had everything to do with the purchase of it.
He laid in the bed, patting beside him. I had on a short, satin grey night gown. He was in his boxers and a bare chest.
I laid next to him, “Your mom is really sweet.”
“That’s my mom,” he chuckled before pulling me closer. He hovered over me, slightly. His dreamy eyes were my favorite.
My fingers gently grazed his lightly grown in facial hair. “I love you.”
“Do you?” He placed kisses all over my collarbone.
I nodded, “Yes,” I closed my eyes.
“Are you wearing panties?” His deep voice questioned.
I nodded, “I do. As tempting as this is, it’s your mom’s house.”
“She’s asleep,” he looked me in my eyes, “And I’ve been good with you. I’ve followed everything you said. It’ll be Christmas in about two hours, I would love to have you as my gift.”
I bit my lip. I didn’t know how, but he was too irresistible. “Aubrey, as good as that sounds-”
His fingers traveled between my legs, catching me off guard.
“Aubrey,” I looked at him.
“Sh.. You have to keep yourself quiet,” his thumb circled my rosebud through my panties.
I kept my lip between my teeth to ensure that I stayed quiet. I shook my head no to him, but he was a persistent boy. And I’d be lying if I say I didn’t want him now, too.
Aubrey
I haven’t had her in such a long time, I couldn’t wait. Her scent turned me on, and in between her legs tasted even better.
“Oh, God,” she whispered, her eyes tightly shut.
I continued to devour her. Maybe it was because I was in love with her, but she was the sweetest thing I’ve ever tasted.
“Wait, wait,” she spoke lowly, tapping me.
“Hm?” I looked up.
She crawled from up under me to give me one of the nastiest kisses she ever has given. She put her lips to my ear, “I want to taste you, too. Lay down.”
My eyebrows raised before I followed her direction.
She climbed on top of me, her ass arched. But she was reversed. Her wetness was exposed in my face, her nightgown falling forward. She slid my boxers down, before stroking my length either fingers. “I forgot how big you were,” she whispered.
“Well, now you remember,” I held her ass with one hand, and fingered her with another.
Her lips closed around the head, gently sucking. She was teasing.
“You better stop playing with me,” I fingered her faster.
“Shit,” she whispered. She slapped my length on her tongue a few times before attempting to put it all in her mouth.
“There we go,” I whispered to her as I dove in between her legs, again.
She whimpered, my member still in her mouth.
I showed her no mercy. I ate her till her body shook, even after she came twice. I enjoyed watching her try her hardest to please me while getting the life eaten away from her.
And she definitely didn’t put a white flag either. She got sloppy with it, switching it up every few minutes. Even with her legs trembling, she did her best, and that was more than enough to satisfy me.
I started to stiffen up. “Don’t stop,” I whispered to her.
Her fingers played with my scrotum, while going down as far as she could.
I sucked on her rosebud, as I felt myself about to release in her mouth.
“Mm,” she squealed as she sucked.
I squeezed on her ass, as I let go into her mouth. I haven’t felt this release in the longest and it felt way too good. I wasn’t done with her.
She crawled off of me.
I motioned her to lay down, which she did. I hovered over her, putting her legs over my shoulder. “I want to make love to you, okay?” My fingers delicately held her face.
“Make love to me,” she looked me in my eyes.
My length was still at full attention. I pushed through her and began to fulfill her demand. The eye rolls, the shoulder bites, the scratching, the sexually frustrated head throws, the soft whimpers in my ear. They all let me know I was doing a good job. It was a quarter to twelve and I was still going.
But when we were done, she glowed. She was satisfied as she laid on the bed. She was stuck to me. And I loved it.
“I love you,” she whispered as she kissed my chest.
I remembered earlier. When I came back from shopping for my mom, and she looked concerned.
“I love you more,” I kissed the top of her hair, “Wanna talk to me about what had you upset earlier?”
“Oh,” she looked down, “Um,” she was tongue tied
“Selena,” I looked at her, reassuring it was okay for her to tell me.
“Okay, okay,” she inhaled, “I was talking to your mom. And she thinks I’m pregnant,” she looked at me. I sensed slight fear in her eyes. What was she afraid about?
“I do, too,” I stroked her hair.
She wrinkled her eyebrows, and just stared me for a second. “So you think the same thing? For how long have you had that thought?”
“You’re stomach is too bipolar,” he looked at me, “And you never had a problem with the smell of mayo till now,” I chuckled.
She looked down and giggled, “So, you’re not afraid? Or mad?”
“Why would I be?”
“Because you’re not ready for a relationship with me. How can you be ready for a baby with me?”
I sighed. It was difficult to explain my feelings like that to Selena. But nonetheless, I was happy if she was carrying my child.
“I have no problem with having a child with you. Okay?”
She nodded, “Okay,” she looked up at me, “So are we going to buy a test tomorrow morning?”
“Way ahead of you,” I reached down to my bag. I opened a compartment, taking out a First Response pregnancy test. I had bought it while I was shopping for my mom. I wanted to know, the thought was on my mind for a while.
“Wow, so you just have pregnancy tests to spare?”
“No, I bought it today. Cause I wanted to know if you were pregnant, anyway,” I handed the test to her.
She got up without a word, walking out the room. I assumed she walked to a bathroom.
I sighed, as I waited. I was nervous. This will be a whole new chapter for me. But I was ready.
After about four or five minutes, she walked in. She was slightly smiling, still appearing nervous.
“So?” I looked at her.
She looked at the test in her fingers, “I guess I have three gifts for you instead of two.”