Page 194 of Santa Daddies
Remembering to check in, I ask, “Are you okay with this?”
“Yes.” Her sweet answer comes out as a whimper and her thighs tighten around my hand.
“With sex?” Kace trails his hand down her back.
She nods.
“Do you want us to release your arms?”
“No.” She waves her elbows back and forth a few inches.
“It’s like you have angel wings,” I say.
Kace winks at me. “But we both know she’s no angel.”
I laugh, relieved that this is working. I play along. “Her halo may be tilted just a little.”
“Can you two quit being so cute and… could we… you know…”
Kace shrugs. “I don’t know, Loren, do you?”
“No idea. Let’s see. We’re sitting in front of the Christmas tree.” I rub my thumb and forefinger on my jaw. “I got it. Could we sing Christmas carols?”
“Nope. But if you’re going to be my Santa Daddy, you should put your hat on.”
“Done.” I rush away and return in nothing but a Santa hat.
Bellamie’s gaze drops to my erection. “Something’s begging for a bow and maybe a jingle bell.”
“Absolutely not.” I remove my hat and put it on my cock. “Nobody’s tying anything around that.”
“Fine, but I like the hat better on your head so it doesn’t block my view.”
Our eyes lock as I return the hat to where it belongs. So many unspoken words are exchanged, reminding me how unbelievable this moment is. I’ve loved Bellamie in so many ways over the years. But in the last couple when I realized my love for her had turned into something much bigger, I repressed it. All of her teases and attempts to get through to me went unanswered, yet she believed.
I’m going to do everything in my power to make the rest of her life as amazing as she is. Iwillmake this work. After all, I’m her Santa Daddy now.
She turns her attention to Kace. “Well, Krampus Daddy, do you have any guesses of what we could do?”
“The horns are part of my mask, so I’m thinking you don’t want me to put that on.”
She scrunches her nose.
“And you’re already tied up, so I don’t need my belt with ropes. But there is something we could do…”
“What’s that?” she asks.
Kace steps behind her and carefully picks her up. She looks a little worried so I reach out to steady her from the front while he moves to the couch, sitting her on his lap, then turning her to face him, straddling his legs.
“Can you comfortably rest an elbow over here?” He leans to the side and indicates a place next to his head.
She does it and helps support her upper body. She says, “All good.”
I should have figured his idea would be to have sex with her. It surprises me that jealousy doesn’t consume me. But I remind myself not to leave the plan to him next time.
“I don’t want to keep her in this position long, but why don’t you take her from behind, Loren.”
What? I pull myself together. “Yeah.”
