The Heart Wants What it Wants

21 - Embarrassment & Sriracha

Chelsea's P.O.V.

Once I'm done getting dressed I look in my closet to see if I have any coloring supplies or something for Nova's cousin to play with. I wouldn't want the little one to be bored out of her mind. And I like coloring too so I'll color with her. All I can find is crayola markers, no coloring pages but I can print some off, I have the ink for it. I grab that and bring the other big makeup bag I keep at home and bring it down along with the portable braiding station.

I walk into the living room and set it all up. "Come on, Nova, park your butt so I can braid your hair. I'm timing myself to see how fast I can do it," I say. Nova comes over and sits on the floor between my legs. "Good girl," I say jokingly. "You know what, i'll let you get away with it cause we both know you are the ultimate bottom," She says. "Am not, I'm a top," I say, totally not true at all. "Mhm, then what will they call you? Hmm?" She asks. "Queen, Goddess, Mistress, pick one," I say, chuckling.

All of a sudden i'm pulled back by my hair as a moan escapes my mouth. "Is that right, my brightest star?" Rhea asks, looking down at me. "..Hi, Mami. Didn't know you were here," I say, trying not to blush. "Yeah, Dom and Damian are smoking with Jake. I don't remember you being on top, at all. Like, ever. Damian got you on your back, and I know I pinned you. Do you need a reminder, or two?" She asks, licking her teeth like she did last night before she licked dom. 'Send help..' The door bell rings. 'God is that you?' "Sash, can you get the door for me?" I ask. "Sure," She says walking to the door. "Mami, could you let go so I can finish doing Nova's hair?" I ask. "As soon as you admit your a bratty little sub for mami," She says, pulling my head to the side, getting closer to my neck. 'Can she bite me already, this is killing me. I need her!' "But mami...I was on top..remember, I remember your back was to the ground and you were looking at the stars? Maybe you need the reminder," I say, smirking.

"You're so cocky, but you won't be when they're gone, and I have you bent over taking my cock until you can't speak," She growls in my ear, licking from the base of my neck to just below my ear lobe, biting gently and then letting go of my hair and sitting next to me on the couch. I sit there for a minute, just holding Nova's hair. "Hey, Chels, you ok up there?" Nova asks. "Oh, yeah sorry, zoned out for a second. I'm ok," I say as I start brushing her hair and separating it for her braids. She already told me she wants more purple in it and the braids to be more like viking braids so I start that process. "Right over here, can I get you anything to drink?" I hear Sasha say. "There is Lemonade and Iced Tea in the fridge!" I yell over to Sash. "And Horchata! I got the stuff to make it!" Nova yells.

"That's our Diva, always trying to drink the grown ups Horchata. I'll hug you when you are done," Rey says walking in. "This one doesn't have Rum. But I can change that!" Nova says. "No, you said you were going to be sober for a bit," Sasha says gently. "I know babe. I just really like Rum in my horchata," Nova says. "Maybe in a few months. We just want to make sure you are ok," I say. "Hey, Chelsea, are you always working?" Rey asks, siting on the other couch across from us. "With the company I keep? Totally. Who else is going to keep the hair so luscious?" I ask jokingly. "I don't know, but do you think you could convince my son to shave the dirty sanchez? He's starting to look like a creep," He says half joking half seriously. 

"Not happening, Dad. It's staying until I don't do the gimmick anymore," Dom says, sitting on the other side of me, putting his arm behind my shoulders. "Ok, when the gimmick is over let Chelsea shave it off. I miss my handsome Baby boy," Angie says. Dom shakes his head and chuckles. "Alright, fine," He says, putting his free hand up. I continue to braid Nova's hair while they all talk and finish up fairly quickly, handing her the mirror. "What do you think, Nov?" I ask. "I love it! No let me sit so you can do my makeup. Are you sitting in my lap or do you only do that with Rhea?" She asks. "Do not, only when people don't sit still," I say, trying not to blush to hard. "I haven't seen you do it with the others, and I know Bayley can be hyper," Rhea says. "Mm, maybe you just haven't seen me sit on her lap," I say before getting up. Or should I say, attempting to get up? I've been pulled back down and into Rhea, facing her. "You sit in other women's laps?" She ask. I look over at Dom and he looks away as if to say, 'I didn't piss off Mami, you did.'