Jason's POV

Licks, sucks, and groping, awaken me from my amazingly good sleep. I groan rubbing my eyes. Just trying to go back to sleep. I felt the sucking once again. This time it was all over my chest. I pushed the figure away lightly, hearing a giggle. Malarie.

She straddled my waist, sitting right on top of my morning wood. I assumed she would have gotten off of me. Though she stayed directly on my bulge, in my Calvin briefs. She licked my bottom lip, tugging on it gently.

"Baby I'm tired." I groaned, trying to stop her sucking on my neck. "But its Christmas and I want to give you your first present." I could hear the pout in her voice.

I opened one eye. Cocking my head to the side. "And what would my first present be?" I placed my hands on her thighs. "I could show you better than, I could tell you." She whispered. Placing a tender kiss on my shocked, parted lips.

"Oh yeah? Well show me then bad girl." I smirked at her nervously biting her lip. "Okay." She spoke nervously, yet sexily at the same time.

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CONTAINS SEXUAL CONTENT BELOW.

Malarie's POV

I kissed Jason's precious round lips. Feeling the warm sensation against my own. I went to tongue kiss him, but he moved me away.

"Jason what the heck. I just said-"

"Hold up babe, I just want to brush my teeth." He took me off his waist, sprinting to our bathroom.

I lied down, hearing the faucet turn on. The water was running on full blast. I waited for him to come back. Thinking about random things, like him, us, my family. Just wondering how they're holding up.

I've been up this morning, quite some time now. Just waiting for him to wake up. Although I know he sleeps up until the afternoon. I was cut short from my thinking, when Jason walked back into the room.

He jumped on the bed, making me bounce a bit. He glanced into my eyes with such adoration. I blushed looking away. "Baby I brushed my teeth. You can give me my gift now." He blew his minty breath in my face.

"That's good. Because I already brushed mines earlier." I smiled pecking his lips.

I timidly move my hands up to his briefs. Looking into his beautiful eyes. He was staring back at me, with a worried look. I rubbed his stomach with my thumbs. Indicating him not to worry.

"Bab-" I placed my finger upon his lips. Silencing his protest.

I pulled his briefs all the way down, exposing his extremely erect glory. Jason blushed crimson, while biting on his bottom lip. I danced my fingers up his thigh. Eventually making it to his manhood.

I leaned over to his drawer pulling out two objects. A pair of handcuffs and a condom. His eyes widened. He overly dramatic shook his head. I playfully rolled my eyes. Taking his wrists, handcuffing them in between the headboard post.

"Baby what are you doing? Let my hands free." He shook his cuffed wrist. "Ah, ah, ah, watch it there. You are going to hurt yourself." I smirked.

"Malarie what the hell? Un-cuff my hands." He looked at me sternly. I huffed, rolling my eyes. "No."

"What the fuck? You're pissing me off. Free my wrist." He demanded with so much force. "You know what? I had so much with your whining." I grabbed his chin in my hands, making him look at me.

I pushed his face away, moving over to my side of the bed. I bent over the bed. Reaching under the big blankets, to pick up duct tape from the floor. I stretched it out, making that rip sound. "M-Malarie... p-put the tape down." He stuttered, pleading with me. "No sexy. I'm going to show you I'm in charge.

"The fuck Mala-mmm." I placed the tape over his mouth. Not wanting to hear his mouth anymore. "You are going to respect me Mr. McCann. As a woman, a girlfriend, and a friend." I looked into his big honey brown eyes.

I wrapped my hand around his hard shaft. Working him oh so slowly. He threw his head back, closing his eyes tightly. He started moaning, as he saw me approaching his penis. I faked like I was going to give him a blow job. Quickly saying 'sike', and laughed at his hurt expression.

"Mmm." He pleaded with the tape over his mouth. "Mmm no." I mocked, thumping his balls lightly.

"I wanted to give you the best blow job, I could ever have given to you. But I changed my mind. You have been the biggest brat of all time. Especially yesterday with that horrible joke." I murmured. Sitting in the middle of his exposed manhood.

It's true. The last two days, Jason was acting like he was on his man period. He would boss me around or call me not so nice names. He even horribly, embarrassed me yesterday night. In front of the boys. With his 'we've done anal before' joke. Like are you serious?

"You need to treat me better. I will not tolerate it babe. It's Christmas and I want to have a great day." I smiled, touching the precum on the tip of his penis.

He of course moaned loudly. I played with his shaft a bit more. Loving how he squirmed under my touch. He so vulnerable in this state. I kissed his tip, licking all around it. I sucked him like he was a lollipop. I bobbed my head up and down. Holding my hair to the side, with left hand.

"Do you like the way I'm pleasing you? Are you in any pain?" I mumbled, between sucks. He shook his head, moaning loudly.

I sucked and licked, on his shaft for about three more minutes. I felt him twitch in my mouth, making me quickly pull away. "MMM... MMM, MMM!" He groaned/moaned. Rattling his cuffs against the headboard fiercely. No cumming for you mister.

"What baby? You don't like how I pulled away? Were you going to cum in my mouth?" I faked a pout. He rolled his eyes looking away. "Baby don't be mad, I have more in stored for you.

I opened the packet, revealing the latex condom. I rolled it onto his hard on, firmly squeezing him. He rocked his hips against my hand. I pulled my hand away, slapping his thigh. I flinched back, when I saw I made him red. My hand print showing up on his inner thigh.

"I'm sorry baby." I nervously, kissed his thigh. He huffed. Probably mentally slapping me in the face. His eyes were so dark. I know he is angry that I hit him.

He does it to me all the time, and I never complain. Welcome to the submissive side dude.

I straddled him. Pressing my bare skin against his own. I raised my eyebrow seductively. Knowing he feels my wetness on him. I kissed his lips through the tape. Mumbling a "sorry."

"Can I have you inside me Jason?" I asked shyly, as my hands gently rested on his chest. He nodded his head so quickly, I thought he would get whip flash. "Okay." I whispered.

I set up, easing him inside me slowly. I almost forgot how blessed he was in this region. Jeez it's been such a long time.

"Mmm." He closed his eyes tightly. Jigging those damn cuffs on his wrist.

I took his big t-shirt off me. Throwing it down to the ground. He stared at me with such lust in his eyes. I grinned at him. Rubbing my index finger up and down his happy trail.

I rocked my hips back and forth. Causing friction amongst us. I could hear his moans and groans, as I jolted my body against his. "Ahh." I threw my head back. Nothing but pure libido thoughts running all throughout my brain.

"Mmm." He shook the handcuffs for the umpteenth time this morning. "No." I shook my head.

I bounced my body wildly. My breast jouncing up and down, as I slap my skin against his. Jason's moans and my own filled the whole room. Just me bouncing on his shaft, while he tried to grind his hips into me.

"Don't move I said was in charge." I smacked his stomach. Causing him to muster out a 'mmm' sound. "Mmm, mmm... mmm." He pleaded with tear filled eyes. As he rattled his locked wrist impatiently.

"Fine. What do you want? Do you want the cuffs off or the tape?" I asked still with him snug inside me.

He set there thinking about which one he wanted off. Personally I want to remove his taped lips. If I should remove his cuffed wrist, he could potentially take off his tape and go ham on me. I gulped at the thought of Jason's dominant side.

"I'll choose for you yeah?" I moaned as I unclenched myself from his shaft. I scooted up to his chest, resting my legs on either side of his muscular pecks. I ripped the tape off his mouth, making him scream out. "Fuck!! Shit! Damn! Motherfucker!"

"I'm sorry, I had to take it off fast like that. If I would had went slow, it would had hurt more." A pissed off look filled his eyes. "Let me out the handcuffs." He seethed. Staring directly in my soul.

"NO! I only took this off your lips, because all you do is complain." I waved the tarnished tape in his face. "I swear I'm-"

"You are going to what? Spank me? Hmm hit me maybe? Ooh or maybe you'll take me anally huh?" I meanly, taunted him sarcastically. Throwing back sensitive subjects for the both of us.

"Whatever. Man you always bring up old news. Clearly I can't hit you, my hands are fucking barricaded. And for anal nah... I wouldn't do that if you didn't want too. I thought we were past this. Clearly you're not." He shocked me, talking so calm. It's almost scary.

I felt a ting of guilt run through me. I looked away from his squirming presence. I like to be in charge, but sexually I think a man should take over most of the time. Every now and then it's okay for a woman to do so. Today I needed to show him I don't play around.

"If I let you loose, do you promise not to be rough with me? Some days I do want to walk regular." I looked down at him with a small smile. "I promise if you let me loose, I want make any sudden movements with my hands. Not if you don't want me to. Baby the cuffs just hurt... I can feel my skin ripping." He looked up at his cuffed wrist.

I grabbed the key, placed right next to his exposed thigh. I leaned up forward, proceeding to unlock him. Although his sucking on my right breast, is extremely distracting as I try to undo his wrist.

"Ah s-stop. I'm trying to-AHH! I-I am trying to un-cuff you stop." I spoke through his sucks and bites. "Well hurry up." He mumbled with my nipple still in his mouth.

I inwardly rolled my eyes. I can't hurry if you keep on tugging on my boobs. I got his left hand loose. He immediately grabbed my left breast squeezing it firmly.

"Undo my right hand now baby." He slid his hand up my thigh, making his way up to my butt. "I don't know you're being so demanding again." I chuckled.

"Malarie what the hell? Now you are just being annoying." He clenched that jaw of his tightly. "You know, I think I may restrain you again." I rolled my eyes, going to cuff him again. He smacked the key out my hand, onto the floor so fast... I didn't see it coming.

"Get your ass on my dick now! No questions or comments." He demanded. I jumped in fright. Afraid of what his free hand would do, I scooted down getting back on him.

He pushed my left hip more downward onto his harden shaft. He kept easing me more onto him. I was almost taking all of his pleasing glory. "Ah... that's it, I can't take anymore." I moved his firm hand off me. "That's alright with me. You already have all of me inside you anyway." He cockily gestured with his eyes.

I hesitantly looked down. Feeling he indeed, had all of himself snug tightly inside of my small cavity. I chewed on my bottom lip, wondering how he put all of him in me. And I barely could do it myself.

"That's because you never rode on top before. I know your body enough to know how tight you are. You are for sure not loose." He spoke to me.

"Wait what? Did I say that out loud?" I turned away, feeling the blush creep up to my cheeks. "Yes you did, it's all good. But um... can you let me stretch this pussy out or nah? Not too much, just a tiny, tiny, but." He rubbed circles on my thigh.

"What like this?" I moved my hips in a circular motion, on his erection. "Ah... oh, yeah l-like t-that."

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Jason's POV

"Oh my gosh. Oh, ah... ah, ah." Malarie wailed, bumping her pelvis against my own.

With many pleads and promises, she finally freed my right hand. We have been at this all morning. About two hours or more... I can't remember. She's so beautiful. The way she giggles uncontrollably, instead of screaming when I hit her g-spot. Weird I know.

"Say my name, say my name." I sang as I propelled inside her. "S-seriously? You r-rarely say my name." She stuttered, holding her breast down form hitting her in the face.

That's good stroke game for you.

"I say your name all the time." I protested. "Hardly. I'm not screaming your name out, like some desperate prostitute."

We are an odd couple. Having an argument, in the middle of us fucking like to bunnies. We do it most of the time anyway. One of us always finds something wrong with something.

"Fine you don't have to say it. But I can always make you." I smirked. "Oh yeah sure." As soon and she said that, I shoved into her with all my might. Making our bed hit against the wall. Her mouth formed an 'o' shape, as my veins popped out my tatted arms.

"Oh my God... Jason. Jason you feel so i-incredible. Oh my bab-JASON!!" She tightly closed her eyes. Grabbing ahold of my hands. I interlaced our fingers together, feeling very accomplished. I knew I could make her yell out my name.

"Faster, please faster Jason!" She pleaded, looking at me with hooded eyes. "Your wish is my command beautiful." I did fast paced rhythms into her core, rubbing her clit every now and then.

I slammed into her a couple more times. Releasing inside of the condom I was wearing. Then all too quickly collapsing on top of Malarie. Breathing heavy as can be. "Oh yeah sure huh? I just made you scream my name and have yet another orgasm." I spoke through heavy breathing.

"Yeah I guess you are right. Merry Christmas Jason." She weakly turned her head. Giving me the most passionate kiss I have ever had. "Merry Christmas babe." I pecked her lips once again.

"Let's take a bubble bath. Eh?" I got off her sweaty body, stumbling a bit.

"Okay. Carry me please." She stretched her arms out to me. Making grabbing hands as I walked closer.

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After an eventful bath, which resulted in water all over the floor. We finally got out and got dressed to go down stairs. I just put on some jeans and, and a black t-shirt. Paired with my black socks on my feet. I could see Malarie pulling up her light blue jeans, with a red shirt that said 'Boss Lady'. She would.

"Ready to head downstairs?" I yawned as I said it. I mean she did wake me up around seven after. "Yes let's go." She squealed, clapping her hands happily. Dick got her like.

It's so weird how she can be this goofy, fun, childish girl most of the time. But when it comes to the bedroom, she's a complete beast. Like giving blow jobs like a pro.

Fuck. A freak in the sheets. And a lady in the streets. My type of woman.

We walked downstairs hand and hand. Being met with a loud talking in the living room. Malarie and I headed into the room, being met with people scattered everywhere.

"AYE MERRY CHRISTMAS!" They all yelled in unison. "Merry Christmas." Malarie and I responded.

Malarie went to hug all the guys, and meet some of their lady friends... and some of my previous ones. I took a seat on the couch, not really caring to say 'hi' to the fuck buddies.

"Mal did you do what I said?" Cal whispered yelled. But it was more like shouted. Everyone glanced over to their in debt conversation. "Yes Cal! I made him my little bitch. The handcuffs worked. Thank for that tad bit of advice." She whispered. They both giggled like two little girls.

I gulped. Widening my eyes, looking around the room. The guy's and their girl's, were looking at me with smirks on their faces. I mentally smacked all of them off of their stupid faces.

"YO! Cal, Malarie hush... please. We can hear you." I gave her my stern eyes. Mouthing 'you're going to get it'. She quickly blew me a kiss. I couldn't help but catch it. Placing it on my heart.

"So you two people who wake everyone up. Did you sleep well?" Alex laugh along with the others. "In fact I did. Though I was awaken suddenly... but it was all good. You?" I cockily replied. "Nah. Nobody slept well. We all decided to eat instead of sleep. You two had to do that shit early in the morning.

"The body knows what it wants." Malarie whispered shyly. Everybody laughed at her shyness.

"Can we open up presents now?" Cal impatiently interrupted our laughing fest. "Patience young thug." I glazed my finger over my tattoo on my neck.

"I don't have any patience. So can we get this on already? We never get gifts, so I'm happy as hell." He rubbed his hands fiercely. "Yeah Jason let them have their presents." Malarie laid her head on Cal's shoulder.

"Fine." I huffed, playfully rolling my eyes.

We all exchanged gifts. We all opened our gifts, consisting of almost the same stuff. Jewelry, shoes, clothes, condoms, porn, and or money. Nothing really new.

Chris got his girl Nicole a diamond watch, and some red bottom heels. Girls and their heels. I know Malarie would want Vans or converse. She's not really of a girly girl.

I was happy most of the girls had gotten, almost the same things from the boys. That just made my gifts more unique for Malarie.

They got my Malarie some nice stuff as well. Many cooking books, heels, nail polishes, sandals, and old lady looking parka. I could tell by her face, that's she was trying to be nice. Bust shit it was ugly as hell. Cal got her Mac makeup, a bracelet, and a new iPod. She also received a mysterious dildo. No one knew he bought it. Bullshit.

I got up from the couch, going over to our closet in our living room. I pulled out ten big and little boxes of presents. They were all for Malarie. I hope she likes them.

"Babe these are all for you." I knelt down by her on the floor. She was by a cookie eating Cal. "You didn't have to." She blushed, looking at me then at the boxes.

"I wanted to. So open them up Strawberry Shortcake." I set down next to her. "Okay." She rubbed my thigh.

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Malarie's POV

I pulled the huge boxes towards me. I decided to open them up, by the sizes they were in. Starting with the smallest one, I ripped the wrapping paper off. It was a small box with 'Tiffany & Co' printed on the outside. I gasped knowing whatever was in here it was expensive.

I opened the tiny box, afraid what it might be. It was a pair of shiny pearl earrings. I smiled widely, hugging Jason tightly. "Thank you they're so pretty." I kissed his cheek. "You are welcome. Open the others." He waved at the other nine presents.

He had gotten me two more items from Tiffany's. A necklace, a ring with my birthstone on it. And a matching Michael Kors watch like his. The other girls were giving me dirty looks. Especially Chris's girlfriend. I don't know what her deal is, but her attitude is horrible.

"Babe you really should had gotten me all this stuff." I motioned to my six other unopened gifts. "Stop with your complaining, before I open them for you." He sternly tapped my nose. I huffed and continued opening them.

He got me a pair of customized Supra's, and Jordan's. Along with a sexy new red dress. The cleavage was very low cut. I'm pretty sure I will be wearing this in front of him. And only for him. The dress was paired with these really cute black closed toe heels.

"Wow... just wow. These are so pretty huh?" I gushed. Turing around to Cal. "Girl hell yeah, you will slay the whole damn world wearing that. You have the boobs for it too!" He whispered the last part. But Mr. I hear everything McCann heard him.

"Hey! Stop looking at my girl's tits man." He leaned over me, punching Cal in the arm. "Ah shit Jason that hurt."

"I don't give a shi-" I covered his lips with my pointer finger. "Baby be quiet. I'm about to open my last gift. He nodded glaring at Cal.

I unwrapped the squared one. Revealing a cellphone. An iPhone 6 Plus at that. I swallowed, looking at a lip biting Jason. "W-why did you ge-" he shushed me. Handing me the last gift. It was an envelope.

I slowly opened it, showing a Christmas card. I read it.

Dear Malarie,

I just wanted to wish you a very Merry Christmas. Although you're not with your family. I wanted to grant you your wish of seeing them again. I couldn't let this year end, without you seeing them. I'm selfish... though I can be nice when I want to be. I truly do love you. So I'm letting you see your family. It will hurt me to let you go, but I want you to be happy. Now there's two tickets in this envelope as well. Once upon a time, you told me to take you somewhere snowy. So baby we're going to CANADA. If you want to, that is. We are going to have so much fun. We will be departing New Year's Day. I love you with all my heart. You're my princess, my queen, my little pain in the ass. But nothing will ever change the way I feel about you. Merry Christmas darling.

Love your sexy ass boyfriend,

Jasey Jase. <3

Ps. Baby wipe your tears. xoxo

I looked up at Jason smiling genuinely at me. He raised his hands up to wipe my tears with his thumbs. I don't know whether I was crying about his letter, my family, or Canada. Maybe I was crying about all three.

I don't care if everyone saw me crying my eyes out. I hugged Jason's warm body. With him rubbing my back soothingly. Just him whispering sweet nothings in my ear. He spoils me way too much.

I finally pulled away, from my crying fest in his arms. I sniffled looking up at his beautiful eyes. He gave me the most adorable toothy grin, I have ever seen. I started to sob into his chest some more.

"Baby love, are you crying because you hate my gifts? Or are you crying out of joy." His voice was shaky with concern.

"You damn bastard I'm crying because I'm happy. You make me happy." I set up rubbing my fingers along his pouty lips. He just started laughing at me.

"Do my crying look that funny to you?" I cocked my head to the side smiling. "No. You calling me a bastard was kind of funny to me." He dipped his head in, kissing my moist lips.

I pulled away, looking around the now empty room. "Where did everyb-" He had cut me off. "They left the room, giving us some alone time." He kissed my temple. I nodded in understanding.

"I have their presents, you so nicely helped me wrap." I giggled, looking at his fake smile.

He really thinks I didn't buy him nothing.

I realized his face was the same, just like when we were at the mall. I got up. Pulling him up as well. He went to say something, but I put my fingers up to my lips. Silencing his questions.

I tugged his arm along, as we made our way back up to the bedroom. I looked back at him, and he was smiling wide. If he thinks we're going to-never mind. I just playfully rolled my eyes.

"Babe sit on the bed." I motioned for him to take a seat. I quickly sprinted in our huge walk in closet. Going to my designated side. I pulled out the many of gifts I got for him. They were all hid in different sections, covered with my clothing.

I jogged back into the bedroom. Closing the closet door with my hip. I walked over to his shocked open mouth. "I guess we think alike, because I got you a lot too." I placed the eleven gifts in his arms.

"Baby Chicken you know I didn't deserve anything." He mumbled sadly. I ignored his pet name. "I know. But I don't care about that. I actually got some of these before our little incident. Please open your gifts."

He opened the first one. It was a new pair of Ray Ban's, since I set on his other pair. He smiled showing all his white teeth. He went on and opened two more. It was a framed picture of him and me, after we had sex.

We both looked tired in the photo, but it was a very memorable evening. We had sex in the shower... then again in the room. The second gift, was a nice black dress shirt. I thought he would look so good in it.

"Baby girl, you really just framed a picture of us after we had sex." He chuckled kissing my lips tenderly. "And you got me this shirt. Hmm I guess I can rock it huh?" He held up the shirt to his body.

"I think you would look totally eye gaping to me." I whistled, handing him the rest of the eight presents.

He opened them all, satisfied about everything I took my time getting him. I bought him new Supra's, a pair jeans, an Apple watch, a Gucci backpack, another photo album, and a pair of bunny socks. He laughed, as if I was kidding about the socks. I wasn't, they are for him.

"Malarie you really bought me bunny socks? I'm a man you know." He groaned, holding them up. "I thought they were so adorable for you. And they're manly... the bunny has a mustache.

He just complained, but put the socks on his feet. I pulled my pants down, showing him my bunny panties. He was so surprised he didn't see them. He insisted he 'kiss the bunnies' on my underwear. I of course refused.

"Open your last two boo." I leaned on his arm. As he picked up the last two presents.

He unwrapped the gift box. It displayed a yellow and black book, called 'Sex for Dummies'. I couldn't contain my laughter. Ryan thought it would be funny to get him this book.

"Jason do you love this book? You can totally read it while you're jacking off... in the bathroom." I laughed in his shoulder.

"Hmm you think I should jack off in the bathroom? Why not in the bed looking at you?" He lasciviously spoke to me. Blowing his warm breath against the side of my neck.

"Maybe you won't have to... if you behave like a good boy. Maybe we can use this present here, for some pointers." I pushed the last present towards him. Blushing at his very perplexed expression.

"I'll have to see what you're talking about first, my love." He tore open the wrapping paper. A square package wrapped in a block cloth showed.

"Damn baby what is in this?" He chuckled, pulling apart the wrapped cloth off the hardness. "Just unwrap it loser."

He pulled it apart, yet another book being displayed in his lap. I turned it over, so it was facing the front cover of the book. He gasped loudly, laughing to himself. I had to laugh too. I fell back on the bed, turning over to giggle in the pillows.

"You naughty, naughty girl." He flipped through the pages, gasping yet once again. He found the picture.

I may or may not had took a picture in lingerie for him.

He smacked my butt with the book, still laughing to himself. "'100 Best Sex Positions'. Ooh damn babe you're a kinky seventeen year old. I think I may have rubbed off on you." He grabbed one of my butt cheeks. I yelped, shooing his hand away.

"You rubbed all over my entire body." I alluringly flirted with him. "Fuck babe round three right now."

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We walked back downstairs, after Jason 'kissed' those bunnies on my underwear. He said 'they needed to be free so he could go to heaven'. An hour or so, of me being tortured by Jason's flicking tongue licks, and kisses. Let's not forget the constant biting.

I went to give my gifts to the guy's hoping they liked them. I got my best friend and wonderful brother... Cal. A black guitar, and those ripped skinny jeans I saw at the mall. Some all black Vans, and a cheetah print guitar pick. He absolutely loved the gifts. I was so happy he did, I put all of my heart in them.

I had gotten Alex a rainbow colored bong, some herb socks, I also got his glasses repaired. He's like blind and can't see. The other guys either got hats, aprons... yes aprons, I need help in the kitchen. New clothes, superhero boxers and we all got matching colorful bracelets. My idea. They all have our first initial in the heart. I even got Jason one.

"Can someone pass me some sauce? There's hardly none in this spaghetti." That girl Nicole complained. Again.

She's been getting under my skin all dinner... all day actually. Everything I did was either criticized or phony complimented. I nearly lost it when she said 'Jason had such a nice home to be single'. I went to stand up from my chair. But Jason and Cal both gripped my thighs. Weird.

I looked at the both of them, and rolled my eyes. Hitting away their hands. I scooted my chair in some more, continuing to eat my dinner.

"Baby I think there's enough sauce... I actually made it." Chris embarrassedly spoke to her. She had gasp, placing her hand on her chest. "Honey I thought-it's yummy." She ate a big fork full.

Lying piece of dog poop! She thought I made it.

"So Malarie how did you and Jason meet? Was it at some bar or maybe a corner?" I tightened the grip on my cup. Shakily bringing it up to my mouth. I took a sip of my fruit punch, then placing it back on the table.

"We actually known each other since we were younger." I inwardly smile to myself.

I've been remembering little things about him and our childhood. When I remember something about Jason or us, I get all excited and tell him. Most of the time, it's me reminiscing while we are in bed. Jason is usually sleep, or in the middle of an in debt conversation with me.

He hates when I interrupt him, but he gets so excited when I tell him.

"What?" Everyone spoke in surprised. Looking at Jason and I, with their mouths gaped widely.

"Yeah I uh... we know each other from back when we were kids. I didn't realize he was him." I shrugged, eating some of my broccoli. Jason nodded, smiling at me. "Yeah its true guy's."

"Hmm well I don't remember Jason talking about you, when he and I used to hang out." She smirked, thinking she'd won this battle.

"I don't remember him mentioning much about you either. Hmm I guess we're in the same boat here." I looked at her directly in her eyes. I even grabbed an embarrassed, Jason's hand under the table.

"Well you should kn-" She was interrupted. "Nicole, cut that out babe. It's Christmas for goodness sakes." Chris looked at her pleadingly.

Dinner was awkwardly quiet, after her and my little exchange at the table. She still continued to annoy the life out of me. Though I just ignored her immaturity.

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"I dislike that bitch Nicole so much. I hit that one time, and I regret ever doing it." Cal commented, while he and I washed the dishes. "Yes she's just rude, you know? Oh my goodness Cal, shame on you."

"Malarie you are nice as fuck. I would had been knocked that hoe out. And it was like a year ago. Most of all the boys have ran through that." I amusedly laughed, handing him a plate to dry off. "You have to show me some of your moves. I would love to pop her fake boobs." I bumped my hips with his.

"Is there anything we can help with?" The bitch and a few other girls came in. "Nah we're all good." Cal waved them off.

"No we insist." She walked over to Cal. Rubbing his shoulder. "Don't you have anything better to do, than grope my best friend?" I spat at her nastiness.

"Don't you have anything better to do than take what's mine? Or anyone else? She got into my face. Her breath stank. Dang girl.

What the hell? Is she talking about Jason? She was staring at him all day, with such desire in her eyes. How many "lady friends do you have Jase"? This is two, who already don't like me.

"Technically I didn't take what's yours. If you're referring to Jason, he asked me out. He was begging for me. So check yourself before you wreck yourself home chick." I sneered, right up in her face as well.

"Uh Mal... I'm going to go hangout with the guys." Cal awkwardly walked out. "Yeah that's fine." I shooed him off.

"Us girls here." The Nicole girl gestured to seven girls behind her. "Every single one of us have fucked Jason. And he was a damn good beast at it. Though I think he's just like every manwhore I've been with. But I would love to be all up on his dick again." I nodded my head, licking my lips. Not showing any emotion.

Damn you Jason. All your whores are-whatever.

"Well I hope he was extremely good in bed with you. Did he give you oral?" I inwardly smirked. He hardly goes down on anybody. So he says.

"No. But he promised he would do so. Right ladies?" She waved her hand around, giving them permission to talk. "Yeah." They oh so phonily said in unison.

"So all of you have messed around with my boyfriend?" I asked trying to get this clear. They nodded, smirking evilly. "Oh okay. What's your names?"

"Nicole, Jennifer, Margaret, Keisha, Heather, Valerie, Becca, Raven." They all named off. I smiled, shaking each of their hands. Even that Nicole's.

You have to kill your enemies with kindness. Showing them, what they are saying isn't fazing you. I uttered 'it's nice to meet you', and continued cleaning up the kitchen.

They were by far shocked by my reaction. It doesn't really bother me. I mean they were all before me. Right?

I finished with the kitchen, and headed into the living room since the guys were outside. Probably smoking and drinking. Oh boy. Those two strong supplements does not go well with Jason's medicine.

Advice: Stay far away from Jason this afternoon.

My face has been looking so nice without the bruises and scars. I wouldn't want them to come back, because I said something wrong or out of line.

I turned on the huge flat screen, scrolling through Netflix. I decided to put on Arrow, since I'm so in love with Oliver Queen. As I'm getting really into the show, those hussies come back in to mess with me.

"So do you and Jason have any type of sexual play?" She moves my reclined legs off the couch. Taking a seat by me.

"It's really none of your business. But if you really want to know, yes we have sex. We just did it like three times today." I shrugged, still watching my show. I heard her and her posse scuff. "What do you want Nicole, I'm watching TV?"

"I. Want. To. Fuck. Jason." She spoke slowly. Pocking me in my thigh with every word. "Keep your hands to yourself." I snatched her hand away from me.

"Hmm feisty. Maybe I want to fuck you too." I mentally threw up. Slapping some sense into her brain. "You're disgusting. I don't have nothing against lesbian or gay people, but you have something seriously wrong with you.

"You are right. Dick is what's wrong with me. And we're all about to have an orgy... with your Jason." Her wannabes laughed at me.

It sucks that the gang really deals with these girls. But then again, the gang sleeps around with anything woman.

"I trust him, so go ahead and try." I got up off the couch, and headed up to our room.

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"I have so many present for you all mommy. I wish I could tell you what I got you all right now." I giggled talking to my mom on the phone.

"We got you things too. So are you really coming to see us tomorrow? I've missed you so much sweetheart." My mother sniffled on the other line. Ripping my heart into little pieces.

"I'm coming to see you tomorrow mama. If I have to escape I will see you again. How's baby Albert?" I asked, changing my escaping subject.

"Oh my goodness he's doing so well. He's getting so big, baby." She gushed over my baby brother.

I've missed his little cute self, so much it's not even funny. My mom and I have been talking on the phone for about two hours now. And it still seems as if that's a little bit of time.

After that whore tried to make a pass on me, I called my mom about it. She simply told me, not to let anyone take advantage of me. She also asked about me being abused in anyway. I lied and told her it was only mentally and emotionally. She doesn't need to know he rapes me when he feels like it.

That topic also made me feel guilty, as of being with him. We literally had sex three times today. And I was telling my mother Jason and I don't do that. She doesn't know his name is Jason is childhood Jason.

"Malarie honey? Are you still there?" My mother questioned worriedly. "Yes mommy I'm still here. I just thought I heard something." I assured her.

"Please be careful my sweet, sweet girl. Have you been eating? Are you bathing, sleeping... do you have clean clothing?" She rambled off all the questions, she always asks me when we talk.

"Mama yes, I have been eating well actually. I'm being kept clean, I shower twice a day. My sleeping is pretty well... although I can't stop thinking about you guys. Yes my clothing are clean, I have new ones." I drew a circular motion on my ankle as I answered her questions.

The door opened up, revealing a pissed off Jason. With Ryan and Alex holding him up. I gulped, trying to listen to what my mom was saying. I couldn't hear her, all because my attention was on three men looking at me.

"Uh mommy I have to go... no please don't cry, I promise. Yes tomorrow okay? I love you too." I ended my call, biting my thumb nervously.

"You were talking to your mom?" Jason's eyes squinted, trying to figure me out. "Yes. That's the only number I have memorized." I mocked his expression. "What's up with you?" I asked looking at him.

"He fucking drunk. And things got a bit out of control down there." Alex answered for him. "A bit out of control? What happened?" Alex and Ryan's eyes didn't meet mine.

I hesitantly stood up from the bed. Delivering a firm expression on my face. I wasn't going to take any lies or cover ups. "Where's Nicole and her hoes?" I calmly asked. All while standing with my hands on my hips.

"Nicole fucking kissed me, and I pushed her away." Jason yelled a bit slurred of his words. "She kissed you huh?" I asked walking up to him. Ryan and Alex were looking at me weirdly.

"Yes baby she kissed me... I pushed her off of me." He looked like a little boy pleading with me.

"It's true Mal, they were trying to have an orgy with all of us down there." Ryan shook his head annoyed.

"Where. Is. The. Bitch. And. Her. Friends?" I spoke utterly pissed.

"T-they're down stairs." All three of them said in unison. "Thank you baby. Take a nap, I'll just be a minute." I kissed his cheek.

I jogged down the stairs angry as can be. I may have taken Jason's gun off the night stand in our room. I'm not going to kill anyone, just scare these bimbo's.

"NICOLE GET YOUR ASS UP NOW!" I screamed at Nicole lounging on the couch. "YOU KISSED MY BOYFRIEND!" I yelled, walking towards her.

"So the hell what. I would had fucked him, if it wasn't for him yelling out your name."

Before I knew what I was doing, I smack her dead in the face with the gun. She fell instantly to the floor. Her wannabes were screaming and yelling. Nicole had blood gushing from her head. She was very much alive... just bleeding.

"You fucking little bitch." She got up and slapped me across my face. "You piece shit don't mess with my man." She punched me in my lip.

"What the hell is wrong with you? Your boyfriend is Chris, you fucking moron." I pushed her down to the ground.

I have never gotten in a fight in my life. But right now I was going to fight for what I loved. That's Jason. I can't believe, that I've grown deep feelings for him. And I love him very much.

I straddled her waist punching her in her face several times. "I'm sorry I have to hit you, but you're crazy. He's mine not yours." I hit her with each word I spoke out.

"You guys help me please!" She screeched out. And soon enough, her minions came along. Tearing me off of her and began hitting and kicking me. I have no chance against them all.

I guess they guys heard screaming and yelling, because they all came and took these women off me. Yes women. Like twenty five year olds. I just laid there in pain... a lot of pain.

"What the fuck is wrong with you Nicole?" Chris yelled at his stupid girlfriend. "Nothing, that little girl tried to play me." She exclaimed, wiping the blood off her face.

"WHO IN THE FUCK TOUCHED MY MAL PAL?" Cal screamed with all his might. He picked me up, setting me down on the couch. "Who did it Mal?" His chest expanding rapidly.

"All of them. It's whatever I'm going to bed." I groaned getting up, walking up to my and Jason's room. "No fuck that. You bitches are going to pay." He yelled, pushing I think the Ashley girl down. Pretty hard.

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Jason's POV

I heard thuds and screaming from downstairs. I was too drunk to even hold my head up. But I manage to make it to the staircase. I saw my baby coming up the stairs sniffling. I quickly snapped into my somewhat sober zone.

"Baby what happened? Why are you crying?" She sniffled even louder, walking past me with her head down.

Something is up with my baby girl. She never acts this down with me. Well in the beginning she did, but that's beyond the point.

I followed her into the room. She walked directly to the bathroom. She tried to close the door, but I placed my foot in the door.

"Jason leave me alone please." She tried closing the door. Though I'm stronger, so I just push it open.

I saw what I didn't want to see. My baby's lip and nose was bleeding. I felt my jaw twitch, and my fist clench. I only had one word for her. "Who?"

"Jason ple-" I held my fist with my other hand. Not from hitting her, but to contain my rage. "I said who?" I squinted my eyes in pure fury.

"Nicole and the other girls."

That's all she had to say. I went to head out the door. She pulled me back. "Baby let me go... they're dead. No one hits you and get away with it." I was on the verge of a breakdown.

"Don't kill anyone. Just please help me clean my face." She was holding onto my arm for dear life.

I set her on the counter, standing in between her legs. She was looking away from me, I hated that. Now I can't take her to her house looking like this. Her parents will for sure call the cops.

"Love I need to clean your face." I turned her face around to me. "That's my sexy babe." She weakly smiled.

Thank God it's only her nose and lip that's bloody. I still want to shoot every single one of those hoes in the face though.

I wet a wash cloth with cold water. I delicately dabbed her busted lip, all while rubbing her leg soothingly. I wet the towel again, ringing out the excess water. I cleaned her still dripping nose.

"Thank you Jase." Malarie mumbled, as I cleaned her nose. "You are so very welcome baby." I kissed her cheek. "But why did they jump you?"

"Isn't it obvious Jason? Victoria wants you. She told her stupid friends, to help her beat me up. I freaking had her." She croaked, crossing her arms over her chest.

I wiped a tear from her eye, rubbing gentle motions on her bruised cheek. "I am sorry that happened. I told you before, I didn't kiss-"

"I'm so sick and tired, of you bringing previous girls you have had sex with... to the house! Do I even matter? Do you know I had to find out you slept with every single one of those women down there... from HER?" She jumped off the counter, bumping pass me.

I groaned loudly. I headed out the bathroom, taking a seat on the bed. Malarie was laying down on her back, staring at the cream colored ceiling.

We didn't say anything. Just sitting there letting the quietness take over us. She finally broke out silence.

"Did you really have sex with all of those girls? Yes or no?" I put my head in my hands, nodding my head. "Yes. But they were all before you." I turned around, making sure I looked her straight in the eyes.

"She said you promised to give her head. And that I took what was hers." She looked at me with such sadness. "Baby they're all hoes... instigators." I tried to contain my tone. I wouldn't want to scare her.

"Are they really Jason? They freaking beat me up. They want you... she kissed you. She wants to tear us apart Jase." Her tears freely fell down her face. I pulled her to me. Cuddling her up into my arms.

"You listen to me. You know females, and how they like to run their mouths. Don't let them change your mood, they are trying to get at me behind your back. I won't let them break us up. You're mine and I am yours. Sun and moon, night and day." I looked deep into her beautiful orbs. Her hair cascading down her shoulders.

"Ugh fine. You're so lucky I like your face. And your personality sometimes."

"See baby I am not all bad, I might make you mad. So mad... my bad. I truly do care for you, and I want to make us work." I pushed her back onto the bed.

"You do make me mad most of the time. But you make me happy at the same time. It's not your fault you're sexy. Now kiss me and make me feel better." She did a cute little pouty face. "Your wish is my command ma'am." I kissed her lips tenderly.

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I carefully closed my room door, quickly sprinting down the stairs. I heard screaming in the 'Situation Room'. I smiled, walking towards the direction.

I opened the door, to be met with all the sluts who hurt my future Mrs. I cockily grinned, looking at the crying women. "Why are they in here?" I asked a little too excited.

"Bro they not only fucked up our Malarie. But these bitches were wired." Alex spat, slapping Becca. "Omg God please, no more."

I rubbed my chin roughly. Pissed off, because we somewhat trusted these women. "Who do you work for?" I pointed to them. Just trying to control my anger. I've been doing so well lately.

They didn't answer. Jut their sniffles and sobs. I shook my head teasingly. "Tsk, tsk, tsk, see now someone is going to die." With that, the guys cocked their guns at the women.

There was 'no', 'please', or I'm 'sorry'. But not what we were looking for.

"Did you destroy the wires?" I asked to no one in general. "Yeah. Got them right here." Jacob held up the multiple listening devices.

"Who in the fuck do you work for Nicole?" I held my gun up at her. "I'm never telling. Your stupid girlfriend broke my new nose." She sneered.

My baby did that much damage to her face? Wow great job honey.

"Give up the name now! Before one of your friends here, end up a little dead." I pointed to her thot's for friends. "No!" That it. I backhanded her so hard, her head flew to the side.

"OKAY! OKAY! It's Robert McCann and the Peligros." She cried out. When she said that, I dropped to my knees.

"My father is alive?" I questioned her, with tears threatening to pour out my eyes. "Y-yes. He is very much so."

"A-Alex m-man... he's alive. Our father is still ALIVE!"

"Fuck! Shit, damn it. We have to find his ass Jason. And kill them. Kill all of them!" He pointed to the crying girls.

We sliced all of their necks. Not feeling any type of sympathy. They were working for my father and the Peligros. They deceived us... and beat my girlfriend up.

They got what they deserved. Now instead of one gang going against us, we have my father after us as well.

We just have to wait and see, what happens next.

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- EXTRA LONG CHAPTER!!! Thank you for reading this chapter. My book in general!! I hope you enjoyed it!

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