Jesse sat next to her, took her face and kissed her on the lips.
"Anything?"
No response.
"I'm just going to keep going until you talk to me."
He pulled his shirt off, then hers and she crossed her arms over her chest.
"I mean I'll go all the way if I have to."
Once again he kissed her uncooperative lips and fed her his tongue, lowered her arms and hugged her, he kissed her as passionate as he could, knowing deep down she really wanted it, with their bodies pressed together. His lips went from her lips to an earlobe, down her neck where he got a tad rough- not even a noise from the pain. Jesse gave her love bites down her chest to her breast, the most he got out of her was a slight twitch here and there. Took his time with each breast, kisses, bites, sucked and tugged on each nipple. A glance here and there revealed she wasn't even watching.
"Okay..."
Jesse laid her down and pulled her pants off, on his knees, face was buried in her bush and the smell was actually intoxicating. Started slow, tugged on her labia with his teeth, pushed his tongue deep. There was no way she could stay silent, he thought. Lifted and spread her legs, lapped from her tight sphincter up to her clit as a thirsty dog. Her legs shivered just slightly, her breathing increased, each lick made her body jerk. It won't be long, he thought. Pressed on with it, her crotch was soaked from him. He wanted to hear her voice, any sound would do, but there wasn't any. Slowly he focused more and more on her clit. Gwen's breath grew ragged, her body convulsed. He knew she had to cry out or at least a gasp. The way he licked her clit, Jesse was surprised his neck didn't cramp, or his jaw. When she did climax, the only tell was her deep exhale followed by her body going limp.
"There's no god damned way," he whispered to himself.
After repositioning himself, he went back to licking her clit like mad, worked to fingers in her like a jackhammer. It wasn't long before she started twitching, her breath started getting that hitch.
"C'mon, c'mon, c'mon," he thought.
There was no change in her when she climaxed. Not even her face when he looked.
"I guess we're really doing this? We're supposed to be making love right now." He gave her a disappointed look while pulling his pants off.
Jesse pulled her up on the bed, took his position and pushed deep in her. Determined to get a sound out of her; hard and fast was the choice. He put her legs on his shoulders and pounded her best he could.
"Gwen, I don't know how long I last with this... please say something. I want that scream from that night, sexy momma."
There was no noise other than his reciprocating in her and their heavy breathing. The challenge made him give it all his worth. Gwen's eyes rolled in the back of her head, mouth started gasping.
"I'm kinda proud you held out this long... but you can do it... scream for me. Gwen... I love you, please."
Her back arched, legs tightened, mouth gasped like a fish, hands grabbed her breast.
"Please mommy," he begged.
Before he knew it, she sucked in a large breath, sat up best she could, eyes widened, a crazy sound blasted from her mouth that sounded like two trucks backing into the room, startled him.
"What the fuck," he screamed himself awake.
The noise persisted and he was quickly reminded it was the alarm on his phone. Reached to turn it off, he sat up and caught his breath.
"I think I'm losing my damn mind." He looked around.
He opened his door and headed towards the bathroom, meeting Gwen in the hallway.
"Have a good day at work. Love you Gwen."
She didn't acknowledge him as she left. Every waking moment in that house with her was hurting him more and more. He's e even tried to text her and she never replies.
--
Jesse couldn't do nothing but worry, he even called her job to see how she was doing, to be told that she was doing fine, not as chatty, but nothing out of the ordinary. He surmised it was just him she ignored, so she wasn't completely shut down. Then a thought ran across his mind; maybe it's a trick.
"Another of her tricks to get me to fall for her... I bet it is. I
know
she's probably still hypnotizing me so I have these dreams, too!"
All the concern went out the window, he was nearly fuming most of the day. When he got off work, he sped home ready to confront Gwen about this new plan.
"Gwen," he yelled and slammed the door. "I know what you're on!"
She was actually startled, but quickly calmed as he marched in the kitchen.
"This is just another crazy plan your lunatic mind thought of!"
She ignored him and kept cooking, he turned her to face her.
"No more. I figured out this silent treatment shit; get me used to not hearing you, so that hypnotizing shit works better! You got me feeling all kinds of ways about you, sex dreams and shit."
She didn't say anything and tried to walk away.
"No, you can stop now, clearly I figured you out."
"I haven't done anything but what you asked."
"Finally!"
"I refuse to take those pills, so I'm leaving you alone. I haven't tried to hypnotize you, I even threw that book away. It's hard but I'm trying to ignore them, I know how this goes."
"Huh‽ Then... the dreams...? The way--" He let her go and ran out the house.
Jesse flung the top open on the garbage can, ripped a bag open and found the book.
"Then why am I feeling like I do?"
Once back in the house he confronted her while she was carrying laundry.
"Mo--Gwen, were you right? Am I starting to lose it? Say something! I need to know if I'm like you... please," he begged.
She didn't say anything and simply went to her room.
"Gwen! Wait, how does
what
go‽"
Back to the silent treatment she went. Jesse had to know if she was right and he knew there was one sure fire way to get her talking again; he had to play her game. To do it, he would need to read her journal again, he had to get in her head.
That next morning when they both woke up for work, he made sure to catch her before she left, the dream he had that night was another sex dream seemingly produced by Cheech and Chong.
"Have a good day at work." He gave her a hug.
Even if it didn't seem to change anything, it felt good to him to show her affection again, especially without her trying any funny business. Gwen didn't fight back or resist like she had been, simply waited until she was free and went about her way.
Jesse knew she seemed to be functioning to some degree, so he didn't worry too much about her, the bigger quandary was the unanswered question of if he had her same mental affliction? Or was this a game of hers, not in getting him to fall for her, but to understand her more. Despite the things she's dealing with; she was never of low intelligence. Jesse remembered when she told him what was wrong with her, how she thought she could outsmart it and he encouraged her to do it. He started to realize that something was off with his mom and dad, here and there, how his dad had started spending less time at home, especially on her low days. He took responsibility to make sure she was okay, learned and grew accustomed to when she was on her medication or not. One day Damon never came back, she hadn't taken any medicine and it wasn't a good time, he couldn't tell how she was coping until he gotten her refill. It took a few days before she could think straight. He remembered the day well, the day her medicine kicked in; she cried over Damon. He looked for his dad, found him and the truth. Damon still lived in the city, but he ignores his dad and his new wife, although he understands why he left, it still angers him to a degree.
Jesse had scheduled himself a doctors appointment for testing his own brain to make sure he wasn't going to end up like her, on his lunch break. He thought about a lot of things and what he could do with her. Things started to make sense, he had to be sure to try and get Gwen to open up, to really know, but he had an hunch and an idea. Jesse got off work earlier than usual since she works and gets off before he does. He had showered, changed clothes and waited.
"I hope this works... shit... I hope I can convince her to do it," he told himself out loud.
When she walked in the door, he jumped up to greet her with a hug.
"Welcome home. I hope you had a good day at work, I know it was probably hard." He backed off and held her shoulders. "Don't worry about dinner tonight, Gwen. I wanna take you out, I know it's been a while. Can you get cleaned up for me? It's nothing special, but... ah dunno... I think you need this."
Of course she didn't say anything, so he let her go on her way in hopes she would humor him. Jesse did hear her in the shower and a smile crept on his face. After her shower he had gotten curious if she was actually getting ready and wanted to check, although hesitant.
"If she's naked... it's not like it'd be the first time," his mind thought about the nudes she sent, times naked, and of course when they had sex; both times.
Jesse found her door open and found her not getting dressed.
"Mom...
please.
" He walled inside. "Don't you wanna go out? I got off early to do this. Can't you see I'm trying to make up for how I've treated you?"
