Breathe In (gxg)

Chapter Thirty-One

Several months later.. or so...idk man

Work was a bother for Marilyn and there was no denying that she thought unlocking the door to her house. But returning to her sweet home? Was always a blissful thought. She'd be eager to curl up in bed with a glass of something with Avery at her side either as entertainment or company. Just the thought of her doing that had the woman racing to take a shower.

Because they each took part in the household chores and things related to it, she knew the important things were taken care of, like dinner and Brandon being put to bed so there was no need for her to do that it on that given day.

As she showered and got ready for dinner the woman could hear Avery in the other room reading Brandon a story. She decided to go over to kiss her boy good night and cuddle with him for a moment.

"Look, mommy's home," Avery said when she saw the dark-haired woman pop up at the door. Excitedly the boy sprang up from within the covers and started bouncing,

"Mommy, mommy! Avery gave me ice cream for dinner!" He told and Marilyn cocked a brow at the younger girl.

"She did huh? What flavour did you have?"

"Chocolate with springles," he beamed, grinning and a tooth was missing.

Gazing over to the girl who hid her face, Marilyn overlooked the whole ice cream for dinner thing because she knew Avery was trying her best. The girl had a gentleness, finding it hard to be serious around Brandon and it's why he got the upper hand many times. Ice cream for dinner wasn't the only thing she allowed him to have for dinner, earlier that week she allowed up to stay up past bedtime.

Placing her hand around the little boy to keep him from bouncing to the moon, Marilyn pulled him in for a kiss on the check.

"Well, you're lucky to have had such a tasty dinner,"

He laughed when she tickled him but quickly tucks him back into bed.

Brandon wanted them bought to read him the story to which they agreed. When he finally started drifted to sleep, Avery snuck away.

Quietly, Marilyn tucked her son in, brushing her fingers against his forehead while he snored softly.

The events leading up to that point was an egregious one. The heartache she felt thinking for a brief moment that she wasn't going to have him at her side was something she'd never wish on anyone. Was she happy that the boy's father wasn't around? She wasn't but it was better that way. John was an awful man who would've done anything to spite her she thought.

Turning off the lights to Brandon's room, Marilyn smiled before going down the stairs to find Avery eating the last of the ice cream.

"What are you doing?" Marilyn asked, causing the girl to flinch, hiding the bowl.

"Not eating the evidence.."

The woman chuckled, going over to drape her hands around the girl.

"It's fine don't worry about it. I allow him to have his ways sometimes,"

"Who said it was his idea?" Avery mumbled, taking her time to swallow the ice cream.

Marilyn kissed her on the cheek, her lips tasting the ice cream and a filthy thought conjured itself. Pulling her from the stool, she lifts her onto the countertop, their lips never parting.

"I think you and this ice cream would go good together," she said, quickly unbuttoning the girl's jeans and tugging it down her thighs. The woman wanted a taste of her lover before she could do anything else.

Avery shrieked when the woman took the cold spoon and drag it up her thighs.

Taking a bite from the ice cream Marilyn swallowed it and then tackled Avery's core, wrapping her tongue around her clit and the girl gasped at the coolness of her tongue.

When she had her fill of the girl, the woman stood up licking her lips. The look in her eyes was wild. Even Avery was tempted to take the woman right there but chided herself; that's what the woman's playroom was for.

"Do you want to go upstairs?" Marilyn asked licking the girl's neck.

"Uh-huh,"

"Go on, I'll come meet you there. Remember palms flat against your thighs when you kneel,"

"Yes miss," Avery replied, scurrying off with her pants riding down from her waist.

Marilyn took a deep breath in, exhaling quietly. Eyeing the rest of the ice cream she grabbed the container along with a few ice cubes in a cup.

She grinned disappearing up the staircases. So begins another eventful night.....