The Last Snow: A Mother's Love

‘Beep...Beep...Beep’

“What the hell?” I grumbled, waking up.

I instantly saw that Chris was passed out right next to me, and the events of last night quickly came flooding back to me. Everything from the constant teasing, to my day ending with me actually begging Chris to let me cum. I’m also pretty sure I called him Master.

What a crazy fucking day, and what was even wilder to me was that I wasn't feeling this guilt that weighed me down and made me feel like the biggest piece of trash. I actually liked what Chris had done to me last night.

Admitting that to myself, caused that stupid blush to return to my cheeks, and I tried to hide it by putting my face back down into the pillow.

“Good Morning, Bella.” Chris yawned, waking up himself.

“Good Morning.” I whispered back, turning my head to look at him.

“How are you feeling after yesterday?” He asked.

“Good, I’m still just kind of taking it in though that it actually happened.” I chuckled.

“Ah, that would explain why you’ve got that blush started so early in the morning. I’m taking that as you liked it?” Chris wondered.

“What can I say, you’re good with your hands.” I whispered, instantly regretting saying that.

“All you have to do if you want more is simply ask. I would be more than happy to give you that over and over and over again.” He told me, pushing himself back up onto his knees.

Chris crawled over to me, and just like yesterday morning, he straddled me.

A churning in my stomach instantly struck me as I felt Chris press up against me. Half of it was excitement, I knew that Chris was well skilled when it came to the intimate stuff and I knew that if I allowed him to do that, I’d be on cloud 9 with ecstasy.

However, the other half of it was fear, fear that when I let him to be blunt, do me that would be me giving up the last of myself to him. There would be nothing left to give him this time.

I would be 100% theirs, and this time I knew there was no getting out of it. Although, in the past week or two I had realized deep down I enjoyed being theirs, through the pain and now through the pleasure.

“Can I please get on top for a minute, Sir?” I softly pleaded.

“Hmm, I suppose.” He shrugged, obviously a little taken aback by that request.

I moved backwards so that Chris had enough room to roll over, and before I chickened out, I slid onto him and now I was the one straddling him.

“Promise you won’t laugh.” I sighed, looking down at him.

“Sweetheart, you are right on top of my dick and I’m 99 percent sure you’re about to do something that is going to feel really damn good. The last thing I’m going to do is laugh about it.” He assured me.

“Thank you.” I whispered.

I placed my hands on his chest, closed my eyes, said a little prayer, and then gently started rocking my hips against.

My mind blanked on me for what seemed like a few moments as all I could focus on was the mind blowing feeling of Chris’ you know what rubbing right up against my sex. His moans told me it felt good for him as well.

“Don’t be quiet love, tell me what you’re thinking. Tell me what you’re liking.” He cooed.

“I don’t know.” I sighed, frustrated at myself for still not being able to fully let go.

I rolled off of him, and curled up under the blankets once more. Somedays I wish I could just shut my brain off, and today was unfortunately shaping up to be one of those days.

“Don’t get discouraged, Bella. We all have a different pace we go at, if you’re not ready for that, than you’re simply not ready. I’m not going to break you down just because you’re not ready yet.” He explained, rubbing my back.

“You did before.” I whispered, hating to bring it up, but also wanting to show him my point.

“I know, and if I am so, so sorry for that. I know I deserve it, but that keeps me up most nights now, thinking about just how horrible that first, well basically that whole first year went. I so desperately wish I could take that back, and use what I know now to have made it better.” He said, a sadness in his eyes.

“No, I’m sorry for bringing that up, that’s a cheap shot.” I apologized.

“It’s ok, I can only imagine how heavily that weighs on you day in and day out.” Chris whispered.

“Fuck, that’s getting too depressing. Care to change the subject?” I asked, needing to not talk about all of that shit.

“You make the best damn food in the world. Even your grilled cheese is a fucking masterpiece.” He said.

That got me to chuckle, and I shook my head at him in amusement.

“I do, don’t I?” I chuckled along with him.

“You want to know what else you do that blows my mind?” He whispered in my ear.

“What?” I wondered.

“You have the best fucking taste in music.” Chris said.

“Toot your own horn, will you? That’s a little biased, Sir.” I told him, trying to hold back more laughter.

“I’d also be biased when I say I have the most beautiful woman in the world right next to me, but quite frankly dear, I couldn’t give a fuck if that’s biased. It’s true.” He grinned at me.

“What Master says, goes.” I stated, a tiny hint of sarcasm in my voice.

“Damn right. I do have to warn you though, call me Master one more time and I’m going to have to fuck your brains out right here, right now. That gets me going.” He admitted.

“Thanks for the warning.” I chuckled, slipping out of the bed.

“May I ask what’s one thing that gets you going?” Chris wondered.

“Sure.” I answered.

“Be specific though, please.” He told me.

“Promise not to judge?” I said.

“Bella, I’m sure it’s nothing we’ve all thought of, just spit it out.” He groaned, shaking his head at me.

“The C word.” I admitted.

Chris sat up in the bed, and just glared at me before rolling his eyes.

“That leaves a few options.” He told me.

“Cock, when you say that word especially in a sentence like “Don’t you want Master’s cock?” it makes me feel dirty, depraved, and needy.” I admitted, heading to the door.

“Needy for Master’s cock.” He growled, getting up off the bed and playfully trying to catch me.

“Eek!” I squealed out, running straight up the stairs.

My feet heavily hit each staircase as I pushed myself up them as fast as possible as I heard Chris following me up. Obviously he had a much larger stride than I did, but somehow I was able to make it up the stairs before he did, and I bolted to where I knew there was always people, the kitchen.

Just as I was about to walk into the kitchen, I got pulled back by two strong, tattooed arms.

“Gotcha.” He growled, sending shivers down my spine.

“I let you catch me.” I lied.

“That’s false, but I know you wanted me to catch you. You like the chase, it makes you feel like prey getting hunted. It’s exciting for you.” He whispered.

“Don’t.” I whispered, knowing that if I gave in a little bit right now, he would take it too far to where I wouldn't be able to gain my composure again.

“Alright, I’ll play with you later.” He sighed, kissing my neck, and letting me go so that I could walk into the kitchen.

“Hello, you naughty little girl.” TJ cheered, as he saw me enter the kitchen.

“Oh my, where there’s one, there’s the other.” Craig laughed, seeing Chris follow me in.

I slid past them all until I reached Ghost who was sitting at the table drinking coffee. Sitting down in his lap, I threw my head back on his shoulder as Craig, TJ, Danny, James, Andy, and CC stood around, and mused over all of the possible details from last night.

“Is it safe to say you had a good time last night.” Ghost asked me.

“Yes, Sir.” I whispered.

“Good.” He chuckled, holding me close to his chest and giving my cheek a quick kiss.

“Whenever I think I’ve seen you at your absolute naughtiest, you somehow manage to prove me wrong, again and again. As for last night though my personal favorite was “Master”. That was fucking hot.” James told me.

“Wait, just how much of it did you hear?” I asked, terrified to hear the answer.

“All of it. You weren’t exactly quiet.” Danny told me, with a quick laugh.

“Yikes.” I whispered to myself.

Everyone slowly let the topic of last night simmer out, and since it was the 3rd of July, Ghost and I talked about our plans for making a fun little party tomorrow night. My main request was fireworks. I was a lot of things, pyromaniac just happened to be one of them. I couldn’t ever resist playing with a bit of fire.

“So, Tyler’s birthday is in two weeks from tomorrow? Do you have anything special planned, yet?” Craig wondered.

“Oh my gosh, I haven’t even thought of that!” I gasped.

“You could put out for him.” TJ snickered.

“Hey, watch it.” Chis warned him.

I sat back and actually thought of what the hell I could do for his birthday, obviously my options were limited considering I had to stay within these two houses and the patio. I let my mind venture to all different types of options, and something clicked.

“For once, TJ might not have said something completely stupid. It’s a crazy idea, but just stick with me for a minute, alright?” I stated.

“Hey, be nice to TJ. You actually owe him one, believe it or now. Besides from that, go ahead.” Chris said.

“So I get that you’re all itching for me to finally just , excuse my blunt choice of words, put your dicks in me, but what’s another two weeks? I know it seems silly, but it would mean a lot if I could wait to do that with him. If it adds any brownie points, I’d feel like less of a slut if I got to wait.” I brought up, holding out for a negative reaction.

“You’re asking us to wait a whole nother 2 weeks?” Andy asked, crossing his arms.

I nodded.

“That would mean a lot to you, wouldn’t it?” Chris sighed.

“More than you could ever know, Sir.” I told him.

“I don’t see a problem with that, she’s been a very good girl so far.” Craig complimented me.

“Me either.” Chris and Danny agreed with him.

“My concern is that she’d forget her place with two weeks off.” TJ stated.

“I’m wearing a collar right now...I don’t really think forgetting my place is anywhere near my future.” I replied.

“That aside, I think he’s more concerned that you wouldn’t be getting trained.” Chris added in.

“No, I never said that. I just said I didn’t want intercourse up until the 18th. I kind of figured you’d keep training me.” I told them.

“Hmm, alright. I have one condition though, before I say yes.” TJ said.

“What’s that?” Danny asked.

“I get to have her in the basement for two days straight, some 1 on 1 training if you will.” TJ grinned.

I mouthed ‘No’ to Chris and Danny, shaking my head back and forth.

“What was that, Bella?” James asked, trying to get me in trouble.

“Nothing.” I quickly lied.

“I think that would be perfectly fine. It’s a good compromise.” Chris told me.

“Fine.” I sighed.

“Oh good, I can’t wait!” TJ cheered.

“Can’t wait for what?” Tyler asked, popping into the room.

“Hey, you.” I said excitedly, running over to him and jumping into his arms.

“Good Morning, Bella.” He happily smiled down at me.

I kept my legs wrapped around his waist, and didn’t want to let go. Thankfully, Tyler didn’t want me to either, as he tightened his grip under my thighs to hold me in place.

“I love you.” I whispered.

“Were you talking about me?” Tyler laughed.

“I was only telling Chris that your hair is so much better than his.” I teased.

“Oh, good, good. That’s acceptable.” Tyler replied, still laughing a bit.

“Alright you two fucking love birds. Why don’t you take our little pet, and help her shower the lust off of her from yesterday.” Chris said, shaking his head at us.

“I think we can pull that off.” Tyler told him.

“Good, see you two later.” Chris called to us, as Tyler took us back out into the hallway.

I was surprised when Tyler walked past the first bathroom with a couple of showers in it. My interest turned to confusion, but then changed quickly to excitement when Tyler dropped me off in front of the master bathroom. The best place to get dirty, while also getting clean.

The mere fact that I even thought that, shocked me a little bit. Had I always been so naughty, before this craziness began?

He set me down once we got inside, and quickly closed the door behind him.

“Get undressed, little one.” Tyler cooed, kissing the top of me head.

Tyler walked past me, to the magnificent shower, and turned it on for me. His hand constantly was reaching out into the shower head’s stream, until he was satisfied with the temperature. Once he was, he walked back over to me and jumped up so that he was sitting on the sink.

“You’re fucking gorgeous.” He gasped, taking in my now naked body.

“You’re pretty easy on the eyes as well.” I whispered, winking at him.

Curling his finger, he motioned for me to come to him. The grin on his face was dangerously enticing, and I didn’t have to think before I found my legs carrying me over to him. When I was right in front of him, he turned me around, and pulled me right up against him, so that I was in between his hanging legs.

“Don’t cover yourself up, your body’s too beautiful to be hidden.” Tyler told me, pulling my hands down and away from my bare chest.

“Are you wound up from hearing about last night?” I managed to ask, as he slowly started to mindlessly rub my nipples which turned my brain to mush.

“Mhm. I wish that it was me that made you cum.” He said sadly.

“I made a deal to make it up to you earlier today.” I moaned.

“I knew you weren’t just talking about Chris’ hair.” Tyler chuckled, giving my ass one hard slap.

“Go and shower now, love. There’s plenty of time for me to get you worked up later on in the day.” Tyler instructed me.

“Yes, Sir.” I cheered, all but skipping over to the shower.

I shut the large glass door behind me, and cranked up the water temperature to just a little under scorching. Not only did I have the temperature that high because I enjoyed it, but I also was wanting the glass door to steam - just another fun way I wanted to tease him.

Once I was all cleaned up and feeling fresh, I was beyond delighted to see that the glass had perfectly steamed up, creating a barrier between my body and Tyler’s gazing eyes. I took my hand and made two little windows in the condensation, one that was the level of my ass, and the other at the same height as my breasts. Turning around, I slowly shook my bottom back and forth, feeling silly, but trying to be as seductive as I could be.

Before I knew it, the door burst open and Tyler locked lips with me, and passionately kissed me, as if his life depended on it. He was fully clothed, he didn’t even have the patience to undress before coming in with me.

“I love you Bella. I fucking love you.” He moaned, the two of us now under the shower head’s stream.

I looked up into his eyes, and once again he had me falling in love with him.

I couldn’t even get into words just how excited I was that I would be able to give myself over to him fully this time, and not letting anyone else take that from me.

If anyone here deserved it, it was him.

My heart swelled with love for him.

“I love you too”

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