Page 6 of Santa Baby
“Aww, Noelle’s your first baby.” The baby finally reaches out and starts to play with my tie. It immediately goes into her mouth. “Noelle, no! You can’t put that in your mouth. Mr…Nic has to go back to work and doesn’t want baby drool as a decoration.”
“She’s alright. I don’t mind. I have to get used to it anyway…right?”
She gives me a long uncertain nod, “Right.”
I let the baby explore the buttons on my shirt and the tie and one of my fingers before finally turning my attention back to Talia. Instead of looking at us with a smile on her face now she’s wearing a frown and gnawing on her bottom lip. I raise my brows in question, wanting to understand what has put that look on her face.
“You seem like you might…really be alright with doing this…” I raise my eyebrows again, “the…act and I just want to make sure you aren’t being misled about what all of this is. If we do this…we, um…I…no sex.”
This time when my brows go up, they reach a higher level and show my surprise at her blurted-out words. “Excuse me?”
“We can’t have sex. I mean…we could but um…I don’t want to. Not that it’s you! Because it isn’t. You’re very hot and incredibly sexy but, um…”
I can’t fight the smile that stretches across my face. Talia always lets everything show through. She’s going to be horrible at playing poker but the trust in her telling me how it is, is off the charts.
“What about proving that we are a couple? We have to be a ‘loving’ couple or this won’t work.” Unfortunately, I am great at poker and don’t have any problem using what I have to in order to get what I want. And I want her. “They’re not going to let you keep Noelle if we can’t show them, we are close and really a couple.”
She starts gnawing at her lips again. “This all sounded better in my head.”
“How about we have rules? Say…no penetrative sex?”
Her cheeks pinken almost confirming my suspicions about whether or not she’s a virgin. So does the confused look she gives me.
“I feel like you might be trying to trick me.” Her voice comes out unsure and quiet.
“We’ll have to kiss each other, hold hands, that sort of thing. But we should also work on cuddling and necking and maybe even fooling around. All the things you don’t want a husband doing with another woman but no vaginal intercourse.”
She frowns and goes back over my words in her head even as she blushes so hard even the upper part of her chest turns a cute shade of pink, not that very much of her chest is showing. It leaves me to wonder if said blush would travel all the way down her body leaving her soft and pink in certain spots that have my cock hardening just thinking about.
“So, um, just kissing.”
“And a little bit more so we can fool everyone into thinking this is real.”
“Okay.” She reaches her hand out to me so we can shake on it, and I secretly smile even though my lips don’t move an inch. I take her hand in mine and instead of shaking it, I keep it rubbing my thumb over the back of hers.
I can’t believe she agreed like she did. Now I know she really is as innocent as I first thought. No one with any experience would agree to as much as I’ve suggested without striking out several options. This means my little Christmas treat has left herself open for oral, heavy petting, dry-humping, not-so-dry-humping, and so many things. If I wanted to, I could cover her in my cum and still not have broken the rule -not that it will last mind you. I plan to break that rule or find my loophole before the month is out. By the time I walk Talia down the aisle, she won’t just be the mother to Noelle if I have my way. She might wear white, but she’ll be stuffed full of my kid and minus one ripe little cherry. We’ll be a family of four before she knows it.
Chapter Six
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Talia
“Okay.” He shakes but he doesn’t let my hand go. Instead, he keeps rubbing his thumb over the skin on the back of my hand, mine becoming lost in his. I can’t help but wonder if this is some kind of foreshadowing of how things will be once this whole thing starts.
I needed to be upfront about everything with him. I wanted to let him know what he’s agreed to. I’m not sure about things but from what I’ve read and heard from friends’ sex is a very important part of a man’s life. He would be giving that up if he agreed to go through with this lie. But Nic didn’t even hesitate when I told him. He just kept thinking about what we need to do to make it look real and showing me he’s really committed to this.
I finally tug at my hand and he lets it go without me having to ask, “Are you…um, going to ask me why I don’t want to do…,” I force myself to rush through this part, “the sex stuff?”
If he wants to help me then he’s going to have to understand where my education on all this stands. We might be able to pull off a kiss or hold hands but I’m not sure how much more I’m going to be able to do and not have everyone be able to tell I have no clue what I’m doing.
He shakes his head no and goes back to playing with Noelle, “I already know.”
Does he mean…? “What?! H…How?”
“Look, angel, you don’t have to be a Daddy to know someone is as innocent as freshly fallen snow…you can practically smell it.”
I can’t hold back a gasp and subconsciously look around us to find out if anyone is close enough to overhear our conversation, but he chose well, and we are set fairly apart from others in the park. He just…, “What…um, what does it…?” I stop myself not wanting to ask but wanting to know just the same. “Does it really…?”