Chapter 198: B - Before being your lover, I’m your mother
The moon shines high outside the window of what used to be Veronica's bedroom and is now ours.
Veronica is lying on top of me, chest against chest, while my cum keeps dripping out of her ass and running down between her cheeks.
Yeah, ever since that day at the spa, when she asked me to take her from behind, it's like Veronica has almost forgotten she even has a pussy.
Having sex with her is the greatest pleasure in the world for me.
Not just physically, but emotionally too.
For those hours when I'm touching her, kissing her, fucking her, it's like every problem in the world just disappears.
And yet, this time feels different, even if I can't figure out why.
Or rather, I know exactly where this feeling is coming from.
I just don't understand why I feel this way.
One thing's for sure — Naomi has something to do with it.
This morning, during gym class, we took advantage of the fact that Mr. McCrary is always too busy staring at his female students' asses to notice we're gone, and locked ourselves in the equipment room for a nice morning fuck...
But at the last second, she backed out!
"I'm sorry, Axel, but things with Tyler are getting a lot more serious than I expected. Well... we're not officially together yet, but we're pretty close. You know we can't keep acting like two single best friends anymore. You know how much I love your cock, and believe me, if I wasn't seeing someone, I'd be on my knees for you right here without thinking twice. But doing that would be incredibly disrespectful to Tyler."
I should be happy for her, right?
Naomi found a good guy who makes her happy — someone who actually deserves her.
So why the fuck does it make me so angry?
She even had the nerve to invite me to hang out with her and Tyler this Saturday, and I seriously doubt it's because she has a threesome in mind — and even if she did, there's no fucking way I'd fuck Naomi with another guy!
What's much more likely is that I'll have to sit there watching them act all lovey-dovey the whole time.
Funny, right? Yeah, not really.
She keeps saying I should get to know Tyler and even become friends with him.
Bullshit...
How the fuck am I supposed to become friends with the guy who's stealing one of the two most important women in my life?
It's already a miracle I haven't killed him yet!
"Axy, you've been acting a little... weird lately. Is something bothering you?" Veronica asks, gently stroking my chest, the worry clear on her face.
"It's nothing, Mom. Really. I'm fine..." I reply, caressing her back.
As hard as I try to look calm and relaxed, even the slightest hint of the sadness eating away at me doesn't escape her caring, motherly eyes.
I'm not even surprised.
I've always been an open book to her, and whenever something's wrong, there's just no hiding it.
But I can't tell her the truth.
She'd scream in jealousy so loudly the whole of New York would hear her if I admitted I've been feeling down because Naomi doesn't want to fuck me anymore.
"Axy, you know you can't lie to me, so why even try? The way you made love to me tonight... I could tell something was wrong from the moment you started taking my clothes off — you weren't your usual self. I-It felt... it felt like you were doing it more out of obligation than because you wanted me..."
My heart skips a beat when I see her eyes fill with tears as her fingers keep gently running through my hair.
"A-Axy, I love you with all my heart — both as my son and as a man. But it's selfish of me to keep you tied to something that goes beyond what should exist between a mother and her son. I know I've gone overboard sometimes whenever I saw you flirting with some pretty girl, but that's because I pictured us as a real couple — me as your only woman, and you as my only man — so I acted that way. But the way you've pulled away from me these past few days has made me realize maybe all of this is wrong... I want you, Axy, more than I've ever wanted anyone in my life, but I can't expect you to feel the same way..."
Veronica starts sobbing.
She wraps me in a tight hug, resting her forehead against my chest.
"T-The thing that scares me more than anything is the thought that you're only going along with our relationship because you feel like you owe me... or because you think I'd treat you like garbage if you turned me down. Or even worse... that I'd stop being your mom. I... I could never do something like that! And I really hope you've never thought I was capable of it, because if you did... then it means you've never truly known me as a woman! S-So, Axy... whatever's going through your head right now, don't keep it bottled up. Talk to me, please! And remember — before I'm your lover... I'm your mother!"
I don't get it... why is she saying all this?
Maybe she's just feeling down. Or maybe there's something else going on.
As if her words aren't painful enough, my heart skips a beat and my breath catches the moment I feel something warm and wet against my chest — her tears, quietly but relentlessly soaking my skin.
W-Why... why is she saying all this now? Why would she ever think I don't want her anymore? Or that I'm only with her because I feel like I owe her?
It's bullshit. The biggest load of bullshit she's ever said.
Veronica is the woman I love more than anyone else in the world, and not even for a second has the thought of ending what we have ever crossed my mind.
So... why the fuck is she suddenly letting all these pointless fears get to her?!
I wish I could tell her so many things — comfort her, reassure her, make her understand she's the most important woman in my life and always will be.
But every word gets stuck in my throat and dies there before a single sound can leave my mouth.
Besides, no cliché, no romantic words — no matter how sincere — would be enough to ease her pain and drive those pointless fears out of her head.
Still, they say actions speak louder than words, right?
I grab her firmly by the hips and roll her over — now I'm on top.
Then my tongue slips past her full, slightly parted lips.
It's a deep, passionate kiss, but also soft and gentle — the kind you give the woman you love to wake her up in the morning.
With my thumb, I wipe away the tears beneath her eyes.
My right hand squeezes one of Veronica's huge breasts while my left slides between her thighs, spreading her legs apart.
They immediately wrap around my waist in a warm, loving embrace as our tongues, wet with saliva and her tears, tangle together with desperate passion.
My cock, hard again and ready to do its job even though it's been less than ten minutes since I came inside her ass, slides into her this time through her pussy — even wetter than her tear-filled eyes.
Our naked, sweat-soaked bodies roll across the mattress, still damp with our fluids, constantly shifting positions as nothing but our rawest instincts take over.
She's not sobbing anymore.
Now the only thing breaking the silence of the night is her loud, desperate moans of pleasure.
"A-Axy... I... I love you — I want you forever, Axy! Please never leave me... I... aaah... I can't even imagine my life without you... without your kisses, without your touch... aaah... w-without your huge cock making me feel like a real woman in a way I've never felt before! Fuck me forever, Axy!"
Then she smiles at me — a smile unlike any I've seen in the eight years since she adopted me.
Not a smile on her lips. A smile in her eyes.
The eyes of someone who wouldn't want to be anywhere else but here — in our bed, in my arms, being fucked with a passion and love that no one in this world, or any other, could ever give her.
"I don't ever want to hear you doubt how I feel about you again. And don't you ever suggest ending our relationship. Am I clear?" I scold her in a cold voice.
She smiles at me again and quietly nods as we kiss.
I can't say for sure what sparked this explosion of desire and passion.
Maybe it was my fear of losing her... and her fear of losing me.
Whatever the reason, one thing I know for certain — I wouldn't want to be anywhere else but here, in her arms, with her asleep against my chest, using it as a pillow while her warm breath brushes against my skin and my cum keeps running down her thighs.