Page 14 of Santa Baby

It was really nice to see my mom open up like she did with Talia. It reminds me that for a long time, all mom has had was me and Chris. Talia and Noelle are good for her in a way I didn’t foresee. After Noelle goes to sleep, Talia comes back down to sit with me on the couch. We watch TV for a little while before I turn to her.

“So…”

“I’m sorry -again- about falling asleep on you. I know you said not to worry about it, but I’ve been thinking about it all day and I just want you to know it wasn’t because you aren’t, um, well, it isn’t because I’m not attracted to you.”

“You’ve been thinking about kissing me all day long?”

Her cheeks turn a cute shade of pink and I can’t help but wonder if her nipples are the same color as her blush. Her mouth opens and closes a few times before she figures out what she wants to say.

“I just wanted you to understand it wasn’t because you aren’t hot or…I’m not…”

“Attracted to me.” I use her words back but don’t leave her hanging for too long. “Please don’t worry. I think of it as an honor. You felt safe enough to rest with me.” I give her what I hope is a warm smile before I reach for her hand and wrap our fingers together.

“Oh. That’s…really kind of sweet when you look at it like that.”

“You want to practice some more?”

“Now?” Her eyes fly around the room looking for something to stall the inevitable. “Um,”

“Come on.” I pull her into my lap right away, not waiting this time to try to kiss her when she isn’t sitting in my lap. “Let’s start practicing before you get too tired, and I have to put you to bed.”

I sink my hands in her hair and tilt her head so I can settle my lips over hers. At first, she remains stiff and unresponsive but slowly -oh so slowly- she relaxes into me and starts kissing me back. Her hands land on my shoulders as I wrap my arms around her and hold her close. By the time I mumble against her lips, both of us are breathing just a little deeper. “Open your mouth for me, little angel.”

She doesn’t pull away, but her eyes blink open as she tries to figure out where I’m going with this. “What? Why?”

I smile against her mouth, “So I can come in, sweetheart.”

This time she does pull away from me as she tries to understand, her brows dropping into a frown. “Come in?”

“Just open up for me, darlin’.”

She starts to say something, but I don’t give her the chance as I take the opportunity to enter her warm, wet mouth myself. I can’t hold back the moan that comes out at the first touch of our tongues against one another, at the first taste. She gasps around my tongue giving me even better access to the inner cavern of her sweet mouth. I tease her with my tongue and explore every part of the new area she’s opened for me.

I am pleasantly surprised when she starts kissing me back. After several moments of me exploring and touching, she starts doing some of her own. She’s very passionate. It shows in her love for Noelle and how she is willing to do anything for her but this…this is a whole other level of passion that I don’t even think she is aware she has.

Her arms go from my shoulders to wrap fully around me, and she pulls me close as our tongues duel and parry together. By the time we both pull apart, we are breathing heavily, and my hands have found their way to her ass where I hold a cheek in each hand. Apparently, I was lifting her so she would be even closer to me so I could take her mouth with my own.

Talia still has her eyes closed and her mouth slightly open…and she is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. I can’t help but take her mouth again. This time she doesn’t pull away from me but meets my tongue with her own. This time she takes my breath away as her body moves closer and she shows me how naturally sensual she is. This time when we break away from one another I come away with the knowledge Talia is a very dangerous woman. And my heart is the thing in the most trouble. This tiny woman could break me…and she doesn’t even realize it.

Chapter Twelve

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Talia

His mom comes back around lunch, and I have to admit…it’s kind of nice having help with Noelle. After the…explosive meal she just had I feel like I’m wearing more of the oatmeal I’ve started her on than she actually ate. I ask Anita if she can watch her while I go change my clothes and she suggests something a little different.

She wants to take Noelle shopping with her while I have time to take a long soak in the big tub in the master bedroom upstairs.

“I don’t…”

“Please. I’ll have her back in a couple of hours and you have time to relax and soak. I know things have been rocketing around so fast - believe me, I know my son. He can be…a bit much.”

And convincing. So very convincing. I think back to him talking me into sharing his bed with him last night. Not that I’m going to share that memory with his mother. But it still makes me blush and I can definitely understand where he gets his charm and persuasive powers as Anita holds Noelle and gives me an excited look that is too hard to say no to.

“Alright. But I’m just going to take a quick shower so if you need me just text.”

“No, you have to soak. No one ever uses that big tub - Nic prefers showers over baths. And if you don’t use it, it will just be wasted sitting there…abandoned by everyone.”

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