Page 43 of A Little Christmas Caper

Derek’s voice lilted up in the end, making it an obvious question. “Ah, I do actually have plans this morning. But I’m sure I’ll see you guys around.”

“What kind of plans can’t wait forwaffles?” Sadie demanded, seemingly aghast that he wasn’t rushing straight for the cafeteria at the mention of the delicious breakfast treat.

Part of him wanted to keep his new relationship to himself. Not out of any kind of concern of judgment, since he knew the Ranch welcomed any and all kinds of relationships. If he remembered correctly, two of the security guards were actually involved with the same Little, so obviously it wouldn’t be a problem.

But it was all still so new, and some superstitious part of him was almost afraid that talking about it out loud would ruin it. On the other hand, if the three of them were going to be spending the day together like he hoped, everyone was going to see them together anyway, so there was really no point in trying to keep it a secret.

“The best kind of plans,” he said, unable to keep the grin off his face. “I’m headed to pick up Michelle and Allie from their room so we can have breakfast together. And then I heard a rumor about Christmas card decorating.”

Sadie narrowed her eyes, and he swore he could hear the wheels turning in her brain. “Are you Allie’s Daddy now?”

“We’re getting there, I think. The three of us are still working out the kinks, as they say.”

Before she could pepper him with more questions, Derek plucked her from Nick’s arms. “Come on, Miss Nosy Pants. We better get to the cafeteria before all the waffles are gone.”

With a shocked gasp, she took off towards their destination, dragging Derek behind her. Glancing over his shoulder, Derek winked, and Nick could only shake his head at their antics.

Still grinning from the interaction, he made his way down the hall to the girls’ room and knocked.

A moment later, the door swung open, revealing a bright-eyed Allie, dressed for the day in a dark green tutu, a matching top withHo Ho Hospelled out in red sequins, and her long hair twisted up into two matching buns on top of her head.

She was fucking adorable, and he was tempted to skip out on waffles altogether. Or perhaps see if they could have some delivered to the room. As good as she looked in that outfit, he had a feeling he’d enjoy seeing her in nothing but whipped cream even better.

“Nick! You’re here! Finally,” she added dramatically, grabbing his hand to drag him into the room with her. “Michelle is still getting ready because she takesforeverbut I’ve been waiting patiently.”

“You’re being very loose with that word, babygirl,” Michelle’s voice came through the closed bathroom door, laced with amusement.

“I am being patient; you’re just taking too long!”

“Don’t worry, little one. I have just the thing to keep you occupied.” Scooping her up, Nick carried her over to the bed where he dropped her down onto the mattress and caged her in with his arms. “It occurs to me, I haven’t had the chance to kiss you, yet.”

“Oh.” Eyes wide, Allie licked her lips, and it took all of his willpower not to nip at her full bottom lip. “Um. Okay.”

Lowering his head, he brushed his lips over hers, just enough to hopefully settle her nerves. Her soft sigh spurred him on and he kissed her again, a little firmer, delighted when she opened for him, her surrender as immediate as it was sweet.

More. That single thought drove him and he climbed up on the bed with her, settled himself between her thighs. Arching up to meet him, she buried her hands in his hair as her kisses turned more urgent.

“All right, I’m—oh. Well.”

Breaking the kiss, Nick looked over at Michelle. She’d left her hair down, just the way he liked it, and she’d done some magic that made her eyes look even larger than usual and her skin bright and dewy. Her shirt matched Allie’s, reminding him of the cute as hell matching pajamas they’d had on the night before, but hers was tied up in a knot on the side and instead of a tutu she’d opted for black leggings that hugged every single curve of her long, shapely legs.

Yeah, forget the waffles. He wanted to devour them both instead.

“Good morning, darlin’. You look good enough to eat. Come here.”

She raised an eyebrow, reminding him that she wasn’t used to receiving orders. It almost made him hope she’d defy him. A fun little spanking to get their morning started wouldn’t hurt his feelings in the least.

But she obeyed, the corner of her mouth quirked up in an amused smirk. “I suppose it’s only fair Allie gets the first kiss since I got the first… other things.”

Grabbing her by the hand, he rolled, pulling her with him so she ended up sprawled atop him and Allie both. “I can’t believe I haven’t kissed you yet,” he murmured, sinking his hand in her hair and tugging her head down. “That’ll never do.”

Where Allie had surrendered immediately, greedily taking all he had to give, Michelle was more hesitant. As if she were weighing all of her options before she let him in. And even when she did, he sensed it wasn’t a complete surrender. They were two very different women, and yet he craved them both. As evidenced by the erection Michelle was pressed against as she kissed him.

Lifting her head, Michelle grinned down at him. “Good morning, Sir.”

“It has been a very good morning, so far. Let’s see if we can make it even better.”

To his dismay, she rolled out of reach and slipped from the bed. “I would love to, but our Allie-girl still has two hours left of her restriction, and I wouldn’t feel right letting you fuck me without her being allowed to participate.”

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