FOUR MONTHS LATER
"Again?" I asked Chris worriedly, and so tired.
Chris looked at me as if he was hiding something, he looked down. "Yes, she won't tell me anything, maybe you should try talking to her."
I nodded and handed our four month baby to Chris. Sophie was getting stronger each day, she was still small, but she wasn't as fragile as before. Just like Clarissa, she learned to communicate with us soon, she yelped and shrieked all the time to get our attention, but unlike Clarissa, Sophie had a personality a bit more like mine. If you didn't do what she wanted, she'd yell and cry and try to pull on our hairs, at such an early age. But Chris and I were learning to cope with being parents of two, it was hard specially because of Sophie's health issues, which she still had, sometimes spitting or vomiting her milk, and she still lost her breath occasionally, but she was getting stronger and better.
I glanced at my feet and then realized I had lost myself in my thoughts. I paced relaxedly to Clarissa's bedroom, and entering it to find Clarissa sitting on the rug, playing with her stuffed animals.
"Hey Clarissa" I spoke softly, not wanting to scare her.
She looked up at me and smiled widely, "Mommy!"
"What chu got there?" I asked her, sitting down to face her.
She said nothing, she raised her arms holding two of her stuffed toys and giggled.
"Oh, I see! How nice!" I complimented her.
She handed me one of her stuffed toys, I carefully stroked its head, and played with her for a short while.
"Clarissa" I called smoothly, she looked up to meet my eyes, "Can you please tell mommy what happened here?" I pointed to a cut on her right arm. She had been getting cuts and bruises on different places on her body for the past months, since the day she appeared with the cut above her eyebrow, that was almost fully healed now.
She looked at me curiously, then her look was directed at the window and then back at me again, "No." She whispered.
I frowned, "Why can't you tell mommy?"
"I… I no remember." She spoke, playing with her stuffed toys.
I sighed, "Please Clarissa, tell mom what happened, I'm only trying to help you, baby."
She let go of her stuffed animals and crawled onto my lap. I wrapped my arms around her belly, snuggling her. I fondled her hair.
"Mommy" She told me, "I don't know…Clarissa no remember." It amazed me how good she was with words at such an early age, and she knew how to manipulate me.
She crawled away, I sighed.
"Baby, time to go to bed, okay?" I told her.
She nodded. I kissed her goodnight, and organized her toys, as she crawled in bed.
"Goodnight, sleep well." I hugged her.
I turned off the lights and closed the door behind me, as she closed her eyes. I paced to my bedroom.
"I'm going to shower." I whispered to Chris, noticing that he was trying to put Sophie to sleep.
I undressed myself and turned on the water. I took a moment to look at myself in the mirror. My hair was really long again, almost touching my butt, its color had changed since my pregnancies, it became a bit lighter, a lighter tone of my usual chocolate brown hair. And I took a moment to thank Aphrodite, after two pregnancies, my body looked exactly like it did before I had Clarissa, my breasts were bigger though, since I recently had stopped breast feeding and the milk was taking a while to disappear. I combed my slightly wavy hair so it looked less…wild, and tied my hair up in a ponytail. My feet touched the warm water, I took a deep breath, and exhaled slowly, having the first moment in a long time to relax. I took a few steps backwards so that the warm water from the shower would be hitting my back, but not wetting my hair. I squirted some soap on my chest, and started rubbing, causing foam to form. As I caressed my legs, they were furry and man like, I stepped outside the shower and took one of Chris's shavers and started gently removing the unwanted hairs from my body. After I was satisfied with the amount of hair I had left, I started rinsing the water from my body. I ran my hands smoothly over my arms, sliding to my breasts and tummy, I inhaled and exhaled intensely, and I couldn't help but slide my fingers towards the prohibited area. I massaged my clitoris with my index finger, rubbing it slowly, and being careful not to moan. I took a moment and imagined those were Chris's fingers, and the warm water on my neck, were his lips.
I lost myself in my thoughts, and soon enough short moans were coming out of my mouth, I felt hands cupping my breasts and I smiled.
"Got started without me?" Chris whispered in my ear.
"Mhmm…" I moaned back, leaning on his back.
Chris turned off the water, "Come, lets take this outside, you know I don't like sex in the water."
"One of the things I hate about you." I laughed. "Chris, we can't…" I looked down, "There's Sophie and eh…."
Chris placed a towel around my back and a finger over my lips, "Shhhh… Quiet… We need this, we're grown ups, we deserve it." He eyed me up, "Look at you, so beautiful." He removed the elastic band off my hair, letting it free.
I blushed, "Noo…" I laughed.
"Come, stop it." He moaned and took me to the bedroom.
"Alright, quiet…" I giggled as we got under the covers. Chris's lips met mine, and at each second, our kissing became more and more intense, our tongues tied to each other, and our lips sliding in and out of each other's mouth, sucking on each other.
I searched for Chris's pants in the darkness, and made it so that they were unzipped and unbuttoned. He shook them off, and I started caressing his shaft, over his boxers with one of my hands, the other, massaging Chris's hair. I felt him getting harder and harder against my hand.
He sat up for a moment and removed his shirt, "I can't believe I'm finally going to get some." He laughed.
"You've been masturbating, I know it." I sat up too and nibbled on his shoulder.
"Its not the same thing, you are much better than my hand." He told me. "It has been so long, oh gods Clarisse." He ran his hands aggressively through my back and down to my butt, squeezing my butt cheeks hard.
I didn't say anything, I just continued kissing his chest. I felt his hand pushing my head down in the direction of his dick.
"Please" He begged, knowing I wasn't a fan.
"We'll see." I told him and tackled him, making him fall on his back in bed, and me on top.
I smiled at him, I knew he was smiling at me back, and I could feel our eyes meeting in the darkness, I leaned in for the kiss, and soon the face eating was back again.
Chris slid from under me, and started kissing my ear, warmly and slowly making his way to my breasts. He cupped both of my tits with his hands, trapping my nipples between his index and middle finger.
"You're so sexy…" Chris whispered in my ear.
"No, you are." I whispered back.
"Hmmmm…." He moaned lightly.
It felt weird having sex with our baby daughter sleeping in our room, but we were needing some mommy and daddy alone time.
Chris licked one of my nipples, I lied back and let him do what he felt would be better. I felt my nipples getting hard in his mouth.
He held my hips and backed away from my body. I looked at him puzzled. Chris sat up, leaning against the wall. He grabbed me from behind and pulled me on his lap.
"What are you doing?" I whispered.
Chris didn't say anything, he grabbed my hand and brought it to his dick. I leaned back against Chris's stomach, he kissed my neck.
"Stroke it, baby, stroke it…" He whispered. I started sliding my hand up and down on his dick, he moaned lowly and opened my legs with one of his hands, making his hand rub my pussy.
One of his rough hands rubbed my breasts, squeezing them, while the other, massaging my wetness, made me moan. It didn't take long for both of us to be panting and lying naked next to each other.
"Can we please be young again?" I asked Chris, already tired from just masturbating each other.
"We are young." Chris laughed, "Come here, love." Chris took my hand and drove me to sit on his stomach. He seemed to have frozen his look in my eyes, "Beauty." He told me. I blushed and lifted myself off his stomach and sat back on his shaft. He chuckled, "You know what I like, don't you?"
I smiled and didn't say anything. I just started moving my hips up and down, making him slide in and out of me easily and getting more and more rapid. Then he helped me, when his thrust started, he shoved his cock inside my tight pussy like he'd never have sex again. Chris violently pushed me off him and he sat on my front, pushing his dick inside me again.
"Yeahh…don't stop…" I whispered, as he rubbed my clitoris with his index finger, one of my legs on his shoulder.
He was panting and trying to increase the speed and force of his thrust indie of me. It was so rough, that it almost hurt. He furiously smashed his head in between my breasts and shook his head, making me giggle.
"I'm close, Clarisse." He whispered, still violently pushing and pulling his cock in and out of me.
I felt a jet of cum squirt inside my pussy. I looked at Chris. He fell exhausted on my stomach.
"Hey!" I exclaimed, "I didn't get to cum…" I didn't want to sound like I was complaining, but I was.
"Who said I was done with you?" He whispered and buried his head in between my legs.
He started from my slit and made his way to my clitoris with a sloppy, wet, oral sex. The way I liked it. He stuck his tongue out and ran it over my reddened clitoris, that now, was popped out of its hood. He put two of his fingers in my mouth, wetting them and then sticking them inside my pussy hard. He kept sliding them in and out and sucking on my clitoris, I could myself getting insane with the pleasure taking over my body, it felt like heaven.
He spit on my pussy and them kept massaging my clitoris with his tongue while moving in and out of me with his fingers. It didn't take me four minutes to cum.
"Gods…Oh my….Ahhh…" I couldn't stop myself from moaning and soon his mouth was filled with my cumming wetness.
I took a breath and fell back on my pillows, panting, my breath heavy. Chris lied beside me and put an arm around me, "You are the best."
I gazed into his eyes. It could be my period coming soon, or just me getting crazy, but i wanted to cry. "Never leave me?" I asked him.
"Never." Chris kissed me. I rolled on top of him and continued our kiss.
"Come, lets eat something." I told him, wanting to stop the romantic moment between us.
"Wait" He took my hand, "I have a surprise."
I looked at him, waiting for him to proceed. He stood up and turned on the light. I looked at Sophie's crib, she was sound asleep.
Chris brought me a white box, sealed with a red bow on top of it.
I looked at him bewildered, Chris wasn't one who gave presents without a reason like that.
"Go ahead, open it." He encouraged me, whispering still taking the cares not to wake up Sophie.
I undid the bow, and opened the white box, anxiously. There were two pieces of paper, that looked like pamphlets on the bottom of the box.
"Whats this?" I asked him, perplexed.
He didn't answer me. I picked up the papers and tried to identify what they were.
I read the letters typed on the paper. I gasped when I realized what they were.
I looked at Chris, uncertain of whether to be mad or happy.
"They are already payed." He sneered.
"Chris Rodriguez!" I exclaimed.
A/N: Read and Review pleaseeeeee! More soon