by Criss Copp
“Why can’t I come with you?”
“Because sometimes I need to do things on my own.” she screams.
That’s a kick in the guts.
“I don’t fucking understand.” I scream back. “You hate shopping.”
“Fuck.” she shouts.
She runs back up the stairs and slams the door.
I’m right behind her, opening and then slamming the door as well, just because it makes me feel better.
“It’s like this Isi. I’m in love with you and because of that, I don’t want this maniac to touch you. Fuck, I don’t even like the idea that he might be watching you. I can’t stand it, it makes me want to go off my meds so I can go all psycho on his ass and get away with it.” I let loose.
“I understand that Silas. I fucking understand. But his terrorizing of us has got to stop. How long do we have to live in this fucking shadow of not being able to do things – not living our lives? Our lives Silas, and all because of him.” she screams breathing heavily.
“Until he’s caught.” I shout.
“That could be forever.”
“Then I’ll take you to Australia.”
“That’s fucking stupid.”
“It’s better than living this fucking stupid claustrophobic life of nothingness.” I seethe.
“See? See? Even you feel it. We’re fucking trapped Silas. We’re turning on each other.” she shouts.
“I’m not fucking turning on you Isi, I’m telling you I love you. And I’ll even go shopping with you so I know that you’re safe.” I reason, my voice finally beginning to break and sound like pleading rather than a demand.
“You can’t come shopping with me Silas.” She growls.
“Why not?”
“God.” She groans. “How can you be so fucking smart, gorgeous and sexy; and in the same moment be an absolute fucking moron?” She laments loudly.
Say what?
She’s crossing her arms over her heaving chest and giving me a look that says, come on Einstein, figure it out.
She throws her hands up and growls at the ceiling, before she attempts to storm past me and back out of the room.
No way, get back here.
I wrap my arm around her and swing her to the bed instead, tackling her to it and climbing over the top of her to prevent her from getting away.
“Get off me.” She growls.
“That’s not what you said this morning.” I say, trying to calm the situation with a bit of teasing.
“It is morning.” She reasons, ignoring my reference to my morning glory and her use of it an hour ago. She’s now pushing on my chest and trying to wriggle out from under me.
But I’ve had an idea as to why she’s so adamant about shopping without me, finally.
I’ve calmed myself down, and we both still need to get dressed. She’s still in a pair of panties and a sweater. I’m wearing pajama bottoms and a sweater myself; I’m commando though and lying across her prostrate like this with her wriggling beneath me and having just had a heated discussion, it’s quickly affecting my manhood.
“Does this have anything to do with the season?” I ask, lowering my mouth and beginning to bite her neck.
“Stop.” She pleads unconvincingly.
“Well?” I ask her again and move down to her breast, where I can see her nipples are hardening through her sweater.
“I’ve got to get ready for work.” she avoids my question.
I place my mouth over her right nipple and gently bite it.
“Ah.” she groans.
“Are you buying Christmas presents?”
“Fuck Silas, you can be so dense sometimes.” she says softly.
“But you love me.” I reason.
“Maybe.” she says.
I look up at her and she’s giving me the evil eye.
While I’ve got her attention up here, she fails to realize I’ve got my hand under her sweater.
“You do love me. I can tell.”
“Really?” She says sarcastically.
“Yep.” I say, pushing her sweater all the way up to expose her breasts to me, and entangling her arms in it above her head so she’s rendered fairly helpless. And then I’m all over her breasts; suckling, kissing, licking and teasing them.
“Shit.” She breathes. She may have been telling me off before, but she’s definitely not stopping me now.
I move my hands down to her panties, push her legs apart and settle between them better, before pulling aside the crotch of her panties and feeling the moist warmth inside.
“Fuck.” I reverently whisper and watch her face as I touch her. Her eyes are half closed but they remain focused on me. Her lips are slightly parted, and her wrapped up arms remain above her head.
“Oh.” Isi moans as I slide two fingers inside her. “I can’t… time.”
“Shhh.” I urge as I slowly slide my fingers back out and pull myself free from my pajamas by pulling them down my hips. I position myself before her entrance and then push myself inside of her.
“Ah.” she cries out and clamps down magically against my cock with her pussy.
“Shit Isi, I love you so, so much. So why can’t you just let me protect you.” I say as I begin to pull back from inside of her.
“Oh, fuck.” She whispers, throwing her head back.
“God, I love you.” I tell her as I move within her.
Slowly and firmly I move in and out of her feeling her building to a climax. I lean forward to suckle her nipples once more and then I lift my face to groan against her neck, as I feel the emotions I have for this woman inundate my body and dictate the imminent climb of my own orgasm.
She’s totally unraveling.
“Oh!” she wails.
Her legs are around me now. And she’s freeing her arms from her sweater.
And then she does the thing that sends me into oblivion.
She twists slightly and reaches down around her hip and to my balls, where she rubs and pulls at them softly. I don’t want to know where she learned this trick, I’d like to think it’s something she stumbled onto with me; and with her massaging my balls as I stroke my length inside of her, steadfastly making love to her, I transcend to another plane.
“Oh!” I call out in pleasure.
It sets her off; she begins to fall over the edge. She’s watching me and I’m watching her. We’re both lost on that same ethereal plane, lost in time and unraveling because of our connection to each other.
I feel myself coming, I feel her clenching and coming and I feel both of us collide in our ecstasy; the waves of our orgasm washing over us and carrying us away.
We’re lying together afterwards, and my head is on her chest listening to her heart beating, while her hands are in my hair slowly massaging my scalp.
“Okay, I am going Christmas shopping. And I have a can of mace in my bag. I know how to use it.” she says softly.
I groan.
“Okay, go shopping with Jade, but please make sure you stay alert.” I ask her.
“Silas, you need to get off of me, I’m really running late now.”
I don’t plan on letting her go yet, because I just need this contact so much. I need her.
“We’re both late.” I chuckle, “let’s make it worth our while.” I grin up at her.
***
“You’re late.” Ben growls.
“It’s your fault then.”
“Excuse me?”
“It’s your fault.”
“How is it my fault you’re late?” Ben asks dubiously.
“I had to make love to my girl.” I explain.
Hank spits out a laugh. I grin at him.
Ben is shaking his head and holding his hand up for me to stop saying anything else. But then he dives in anyway.
“How is it my fault that you had to have sex with Isi?”
“You warned me not to fuck up with her.” I reason. Sitting down and beginning to wrap my fingers up in preparation for our morning.
“What di
d you do?” he growled.
“I made love to her three times.” I explain.
Again with the shaking head and hands.
“Not that, what did you do to; and three times?” He looks at his watch. “When did you start? Two o’clock this morning?”
“No, why would I start in the middle of the night?”
Ben smiles.
Hank chuckles.
“It would take me several hours to do it three times.” he says winking; hinting at his staying power.
I laugh.
“I don’t need three hours in-between each go.” I counter.
“I don’t fucking need three hours to recover.” he growls.
“But you’re old.” I chuckle and roll my eyes exaggeratedly.
“I can whip your ass boy.” he replies.
“I thought you were into girls Ben. What am I going to tell Jade?” I mock shock.
He begins to chuckle, and then he’s laughing.
“Seriously, what did you do that required you to satisfy your girl so thoroughly?” he asks.
“I fought with her about going shopping by herself.”
“And did you win?”
“No, she convinced me that mace spray was enough and that she would be well armed with a hormonal woman and Ben.” I answered.
“Shit. She’s taking Jade with her?” Ben asks.
“Yes.”
“Well she’s safe.”
“Why?”
“Because Jade just found out we’re pregnant again.”
“What the fuck? How old is Ben?” I sarcastically ask.
“He’s four months.”
“I know that asshole, it was a rhetorical question.” I explain.
“Oh, yeah.”
“How did she get pregnant so quick?”
“She’s only just pregnant, as in just missing her period. Which incidentally only returned the month before.”
You know when you hear too much information about your sibling and your brain begins to crash? That’s this moment.
“I don’t understand.” I don’t, because the two girls I’ve been with – no periods, ever.
“I take comfort in the fact that it was partially her fault for making food that purged her body solidly of her daily pill for four days straight.” He says.
“You tapped that while she had the runs?” Hank asks with a distasteful look on his face.
We both swing around to look at him incredulously.
“She wasn’t taking a shit while I was fucking her Hank.” Ben growls.
“Okay.” I yell. “That’s fucking enough. That’s my sister, and I don’t want to hear anything about. Fuck. I really don’t want to know, all right?” I shudder.
Hank looks all sheepish, but Ben’s smiling now at the fact he’s made me shudder… asshole.
“So, when are you getting that vasectomy?” I ask.
“Well, since it’s the only way she’ll ever have sex with me again, soon.”
“She can’t get pregnant on top of being pregnant.” Hank says.
“This is Jade we’re talking about. She can obviously get pregnant under any circumstance.” Ben announces.
“So are you booked in to get your nuts clipped?” I ask, smiling.
Ben winces.
“Yep… next week.” He says.
“I’m going to laugh my ass off.” I say, pointing at him and grinning stupidly.
“I’ll kick your ass till it falls off.” Ben grumbles.
“Well, let’s just hope it’s not twins or something.” I laugh.
Ben reaches over and knocks me hard upside the head.
Isi.
Jade and I cruise around the mall shopping for Christmas presents. However, my idea of shopping and Jade’s idea of shopping for them aren’t the same. I want to get Silas something really nice, something for Ben and her and a little something for little Ben. Jade wants to buy stuff for little Ben over and over again. I haven’t even had a chance to see inside any adult stores or departments yet.
Toys, oh this looks so cute.
Clothes, what do you think of this one Isi?
Shoes, I love shoes, but he grows out of them so fast.
Monitors, bottles, educational action centers?
I get it; she’s a bit emotional today. She only found out yesterday that she is pregnant again. She cried telling me about it on the way over.
I felt sincerely jealous at her ability to so easily fall pregnant. I’ll never know what it feels like to grow a human life inside of me, and I’m feeling a little bit sorry for my loss. However, I quickly adjust and realize she’ll probably need help when this one is born. It’s a worry that she might get depression or something, going by her reaction. I told her I’m happy to give her some baby free time over the next few months so she can rest, and she pulled me in for a big hug and a kiss on the cheek.
“I have to go to the ladies. I’ll take Ben if you like and change his diaper.” I offer.
“Oh, that’d be so good. I’ll get the rest of this stuff and I’ll meet you at the information desk. We’ll go and do your stuff when you get back. You’ve been very patient.” She says.
“It’s okay.”
“No it’s not.”
“No, it really is. I mean I’m not used to it, but it’s nice to have someone to hang around that likes me for being me.” I explain.
“Silas likes you, he loves you.”
“I know, but I mean female company.” I reply.
“Yeah, I know what you mean.” Jade nods.
I give her a laugh and then Ben and I are off to the baby change rooms.
Everything is going to be fine.
I’m able to use the rooms too; there is an adult toilet here.
I manage to change Ben’s very dirty diaper. Eww… Very, very eww. How is it that something so cute can offload something so horrifying.
I chat to a couple of mom’s, explaining each time that no, the gorgeous little cherub isn’t mine, and that he’s my nephew. (He attracts a lot of attention.)
And then I leave the room.
The door automatically slides closed behind me and I’m in the corridor that will lead me back into the main area of the mall. There are people here, it’s not as though it’s vacant, but I have the distinct feeling that I’m being watched.
I casually crouch down to push Ben’s blanket in around him, and I take the opportunity to scrutinize my peripheral view. I can’t tell for sure whether I’m a person of interest, but a man wearing a pair of jeans and a green sweater is standing at the end of the corridor facing me. He’s leaning up against the wall.
My breathing increases and I can see my hands shaking as I continue to tuck the blanket in until it’s perfect. I close my eyes briefly, breathe in and then stand up and slowly look in the direction of the man. However, he has turned around and is walking away beside a young woman, who is looking up at him with a huge smile; he’s also wearing a cap, so I can’t tell the color of his hair.
I feel stupid.
Paranoid.
I inwardly kick myself and begin to push Ben along the corridor and back to the mall center where Jade and I continue to shop.
First we go to the bookstore, where I look for something for Jean and Bonnie.
I buy them a travel book on the Bahamas, since I’ve heard Bonnie mention that they’d love to go there.
What I didn’t expect to find, and it blows me away, is a present for Silas.
“Jade, what do you make of this for Silas?”
She walks over and begins to laugh, really laugh.
“Do you think he’ll like it?”
“I think he’ll love it.”
I look back down at the cover.
‘The Zombie Survival Guide: Complete protection from the living dead’ by ‘Max Brooks’.
“Published in 2003.” I say, looking inside and realizing it’s not exactly new, although of course the book itself is.
“I’ve never seen it before, but it’s per
fect.” she smiles.
“I was also thinking of getting him a nice watch and engraving something on the back.” I explain.
“Now that’d be really nice. I don’t know if you know, but the watch he’s wearing now was a birthday gift from Shae when he turned 17. It’s a great idea to get him a new one from you.” she points out.
I feel flat, I don’t want to try and compete with Shae. I definitely didn’t know that his watch, which he wears all the time and is looking a bit worn out was a present from his ex-girlfriend.
I sigh.
“I’m sorry, did I say something wrong? I did didn’t I?” she moans.
“No, I just sometimes feel like I’m competing with a shadow from his past.”
“No way, there’s no competition. You’re prettier, stronger and definitely what he needs.” She says.
“That’s a nice thing to say.” I smile.
“I’m not kidding. You’re really pretty.” She begins, “as well as all that other stuff.”
“You’re very pretty too.” I say, trying to stop her from continuing.
She gives me an incredulous look. I can’t believe she doesn’t believe me.
“You’re gorgeous Jade, as in extremely attractive. Every man in the near radius is staring at you. And I dare say a couple of women too.” I explain.
“Not every man.” she says bluntly, but not haughtily. She’s trying to divert the attention back to me. “There’s a man over there that keeps starring at you.”
“Really?” I feel the hairs on my neck stand up once more. I slowly turn to look where she just tilted her head in indication. I can’t see anyone in particular and no green sweaters.
“He’s gone, but he was there. I swear it.”
“Right.” I say sarcastically and looking back at her.
I buy my books and we head to the jewelers to purchase a chunky dress watch that Jade thinks is way too expensive for Silas, but really nice anyway and so I ask them to place an inscription on the base.
‘With love ~ Isobelle’
We then walk around for a little while weighing up options for things.
When Jade ducks to the toilet, I ask the information people to mind the trolley and I keep Ben with me and head to the scented candle store and buy Jade a complete set of beautiful smelling candles and some bath salts.
I walk across the way to buy an Xbox game for Ben and end up buying two of the same game, since Silas and he play online all of the time.
