Page 5 of A Secret Baby for Christmas
His hands are on my panties, and with a twist of his wrist he rips them off.
“We shouldn’t be doing this, Chloe,” he says as he lifts my hips up and lines me up with his cock.
“Fuck me, Mr. Porter,” I whisper into his ear, loving the power I have over him.
He’s powerless to resist, and it’s everything I ever wanted.
Then his dick is at my entrance, his eyes find mine, and his mouth kisses me roughly as he pulls me down his shaft hard, impaling me on his cock.
I cry out at the biting pain then bite my lower lip, not wanting to wake Allie. If she knew what I was up to with her father, she’d kill me.
I’ve never felt anything like the sensation that I’m feeling now. As the shock of pain subsides, I rock against him, and I’m full and it’s intense and better than anything I imagined.
Mr. Porter pulls me close to him, and his lips kiss my neck and throat.
“Chloe…” he groans, “you temptress. I’ve been wanting to do that for so long.”
His words fill my heart, and as he holds me to him, I know peace for the first time in a long time. I’ve got Mr. Porter right where I want him and I don’t care that happens after, but I know life will never be the same again.
We move together slowly at first, then the kisses turn from tender to urgent as our bodies respond to each other, rocking and writhing and pulling until an impossible pressure builds in my core. I lose control riding Mr. Porter, and then he comes too, and it’s the best moment of my life.
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DAVID
One year later…
Ishrug on my coat, needing to get out into the cold air. Hans slides his arm around Allie, and it ventures down to her butt and he gives it a squeeze. A growl escapes my lips. I’ll never get used to the sight of a man touching my daughter, but the pure look of love she gives him makes my growl turn into a low rumble. If she’s happy, I’m happy. I just don’t want to see it all goddamn day. I’m happy that my daughter has found someone to love, but it only makes my heart ache more for the woman I lost. And the loss is all the heavier because I can’t share it with anyone.
As I’m about to leave the cabin that I’m sharing with the happy couple for Christmas, there’s a knock on the door.
Allie pulls it open, and the vision standing on the doorstep makes my heart stop. For one long moment, I forget to breathe.
“Chloe!” Allie squeals as if they’re twelve years old again. “You made it!”
“Hey!” Chloe embraces my daughter, and the hug lasts long enough for her to raise her eyes to me. My jaw must be on the floor. She’s the woman who’s haunted my every waking moment for the past year.
I fought my attraction to my daughter’s best friend, but when she seduced me at Christmas last year, I was powerless to say no. We shared one incredible night, but the next day she was gone.
Now she’s here on my doorstep.
There’s a mewling noise behind her, and my eyes drop to the car seat at her feet. I forget to breathe again.
Squirming in the car seat is a tiny baby wrapped up for the cold, its pink face the only part of it on display.
Allie notices the baby at the same time as I do and seems just as surprised.
“Who’s this?” Allie asks.
Chloe bends down to unbuckle the squirming bundle from its seat. It’s tiny. It can’t be more than a few months old…
Chloe holds the baby up to Allie, but her gaze is on me.
“Surprise,” she whispers.
I stare at them both in shock my head, trying to process what my heart already knows. It’s my baby. It has to be.
Allie squeals and pulls Chloe into a tight hug. Over her shoulder, Chloe’s gaze finds mine. But the passion from last Christmas is gone. Her look is as cold as the snow outside the cabin.
