Chapter 6 Ember #2
The matching pajamas were as cute as I’d thought they’d be. We all had plaid checked trousers and shirts in a soft brushed cotton, with a gold glittery thread around the edges and maroon buttons.
Though, I was already lamenting the long sleeves of the pyjama top as a hot flush ran over me. Nick and Oakley were crouched low, helping me step into my panties and just watching them on their knees was turning me on.
“Are you sure this is a good idea?” I bit my lip as they shared a look and resumed sliding the magnet into place.
The little red vibrator stood out against the black of my panties and when they dragged them back up my legs and into place the cool silicone hit exactly the right spot.
I shuddered and only realized my eyes had drifted closed when I heard Nick chuckle at my reaction and I opened them to glare at him.
“Do you trust us?” His ocean eyes were earnest as they gazed at me and I blew out a breath.
“Yes.”
“Then let us take care of you,” Oakley said firmly and I sighed.
“Okay. But behave,” I added, staring pointedly at Nick who grinned.
“Absolutely not.”
I opted to ignore him as they pulled my pajama bottoms back into place over the panties and we left the bedroom for Christmas dinner. Or lunch, technically.
We’d spent all morning and the first part of the afternoon lazing around in bed, chatting and kissing — a lot of kissing. They hadn’t taken it further than that though, and I was beginning to think they’d left me aching on purpose, to drive me out of my mind.
When the vibrator turned on as we sat down at the dinner table, I knew I was right.
I jolted and tried to disguise the movement as a shiver when Rachel eyed me with concern. “Are you alright, Ember? You’re looking a little flushed.”
“Thank you, I’m okay. Just got a little warm walking down the, ah, stairs, I guess.”
Nick snickered and I aimed a kick at him under the table, smiling sweetly when he grunted.
“Well I hope you’re all hungry,” Rachel said and waved for us to start filling up our plates with the food spread out across the centre of the table. “This is one of the only meals I cook myself all year.”
“It looks amazing, Mom.” Oakley already had a plate piled high and I giggled when he tried to add another roast potato and nearly capsized his whole plate.
He wasn’t wrong though, it was a real feast — turkey and steamed greens, carrots and mashed potato, cranberry sauce and sausages…
I wasn’t sure I’d had a meal like this ever.
The sound of forks scraping on plates and chitchat took over the room as we ate, and I was relieved when the vibrator turned off so I could soak in the ambience while the snow twinkled from beyond the large windows that lined the room.
“So what did you all open at midnight?” Lyn asked, beaming at the rest of us. “I got a lovely new cologne — thank you, Harper.”
“You’re welcome.” She took a sip from her wine glass and then continued, “I got a new eyeshadow palette, from Oakley.”
He tilted his fork, potato and all, at her. “My pleasure. I had a new sweater — thanks, Mom.”
Nick nodded. “Same here. Thanks guys.”
“And what about you, Ember?” Rachel asked, eyes kind like she wanted to make sure I was included.
I went rigid as the vibrator turned back on at full force.
“I, ah–Well, I got—socks!” I half-yelled and then cleared my throat, relieved when the vibration dialled back down.
“Big fluffy ones,” I added, trying not to think about the real gift I’d received — the one making me drip down my thigh at that very moment.
Thankfully, nobody commented on my odd delivery. I finished my food and reached for my pink wine, taking a long gulp and nearly choking when the vibrator went up a notch.
Lyn thumped me on the back as I spluttered and I thanked him through streaming eyes as I gripped the edge of the table tight.
The very top of the vibrator, where it was the thickest, was pressed directly against my clit and the sensations were running through me in a tingle of pleasure that made me throb.
Desperate to alleviate some of the tension, I crossed my legs and bit my lip to hold in a yelp when the slimmer end of the vibrator slipped in the mess I was making in my panties and dipped inside of me shallowly.
“If everyone’s done, shall we do presents?” Rachel said as she stood up from the table. We followed suit and my legs nearly gave way when I pushed up from the table.
Oakley walked ahead of me, shielding me from view as we made our way to the living room.
Nick hung back next to me, reaching below the waistband of my trousers to stroke a finger over my centre.
“So wet. You can hold on a bit longer though, can’t you?
” He sucked his wet finger into his mouth and groaned low in his throat.
“Come on. Let’s do presents, and then Oak and I will give you our gift.
” There was a smirk in his voice but it was gone from his face by the time we walked into the living room and gathered near the tree.
Rachel was bent down, handing out gifts with a speed that surprised me — practically a blur. Or maybe I was just still woozy from the near-constant vibration against my clit.
A gift was handed to me and I looked down at it in confusion, unsure what I was supposed to do with it. Nick gently turned over the label so I could see my name and I blinked stupidly for a second.
To Ember, Merry Christmas! Love, Rachel and Lyn
They’d got me a present? That was so… unexpected, and kind, and utterly overwhelming.
Nick nudged me into a seat on the sofa and I plopped down with little resistance. Oakley sat on my other side and soon I had a small pile of gifts building in my lap, much to my astonishment.
“This is too much,” I murmured and Nick gently turned my chin to look at him and kissed me tenderly on the mouth.
“You’re part of the family,” he said simply and I had to swallow a few times before I could speak without my voice shaking.
“Thank you.”
He grinned. “You haven’t opened them yet, they might all be crap.”
I laughed and it sounded wet.
Once all the presents had been divvied up, Rachel and Lyn sat down with Harper on the sofa opposite me and the boys and we all dove in. For a while, there was only the sound of paper tearing and laughter, punctuated by Lyn throwing balls of wadded up wrapping paper at the boys.
I had a couple of presents from Nick’s parents, a ridiculously soft sweater and a hardcover boxset I’d been eyeing that I could only assume Nick had told them about.
Oakley had got me a new perfume that came in a bright blue crystal bottle the same colour as my eyes, and Nick had given me an assortment of books, candy, and a pair of small sparkly hoop earrings I’d been admiring in the store a few months back.
It was probably the biggest haul of gifts I’d ever had.
My aunt, who I’d grown up with, didn’t celebrate the holidays and as my only remaining family I’d only ever received one gift from her every year, on my birthday.
“Thank you all, this is incredible.” My cheeks ached from smiling and I carefully moved my pile of gifts so I could hug everyone in the room. They were kind enough to ignore the dampness of my eyes, which I appreciated.
Rachel left the room and reappeared with plates of pie and some forks, and I accepted a slice happily.
It was apple, my favorite, with a cinnamon sugar dusting on top and I forked the first bite into my mouth at the same time that the vibrator sprang to life in my panties, stimulating my overly sensitized clit and making me moan.
“Damn, the pie must be good!” Lyn joked and I laughed even as I shot Nick a glare out the corner of my eye. He widened his eyes at me with faux innocence and when the vibrator cranked up another level I squirmed. Except, I could see both of Nick’s hands.
My head whipped around and Oakley’s eyes burned into me as I gaped at him. One of his hands was on his fork and the other was in his pocket. Had it been Oakley teasing me this whole time?
His grin was wicked as he ate a piece of the pie and I watched, hypnotised, as his mouth closed around the fork in a slow glide that had me feeling breathless.
I stood up, feeling a gush of wetness between my legs as Oakley drove the vibration higher, watching me intently like a challenge.
“Going to use the restroom,” I muttered and darted out of the room.
If I was going to make it through the rest of the afternoon, I was going to need to take the edge off.
The stairs disappeared under me as I moved up them quickly, desperation making my movements frantic as the vibrator slid against me like a taunt.
A few more paces and I reached our room. The door thudded against the wall as I threw it open and hurried inside.
I wasn’t going to make it to the bed.
I leaned against the wall just inside the door as my hand pushed beneath my waistband and found my throbbing core instantly. I was so wet it was hard to feel what I was doing, and I growled in frustration, needing friction more than anything right then.
“Look at our girl,” a low voice remarked and I froze, glancing to my left to find Nick and Oakley leaning in the doorway with identical smug looks on their faces. “So needy. Trying to get herself off before we said she could.”
Oakley took a step forward and caught my wrist, pulling my hand gently out of my trousers even when I whimpered.
He tutted and brought my fingers to his lips, licking his way up one until he sucked them both into his mouth in a teasing motion that reminded me exactly how talented his tongue could be.
My knees went weak and when Oakley shut off the vibrator I slumped. He caught me easily and I could feel how much he wanted me against my stomach even through our clothes.
“My parents and Harper have gone for a post-dinner walk,” Nick said, moving closer and slowly unbuttoning my shirt until it hung open between us. “Do you know what that means, baby?”
I shook my head as Oakley pushed the shirt off of my shoulders, leaving me bared to them. He smirked as he took in my taut nipples and heaving breaths. “It means, there’s nobody around to hear you scream.”