A Family For Christmas

by Jordan Silver

  She didn’t mind sharing me with her brother who was in love with his new little sister, but if I held the baby she’d have a fit. I don’t know how she does it, but I could be in another room and without fail she’d know that I was holding Belle and she’d come after me.

  I’ve done everything I can to get her to understand but nothing any of the books say work. But this one was a bit much. I saw the for sale sign as soon as I came into the room. I guess that’s what we get for encouraging them to learn. They’re both frighteningly intelligent for their age, which was good since it got them into the best Pre-School in the city without having to do a stint on the waiting list.

  But it led to things like this. “Did you do this?” I pulled the taped sign off the crib where she’d stuck it. Her little face was set and she rolled her eyes towards the crib. “Yes. I don’t see why we have to keep her. Lana’s cat had kittens and they gave them all away.”

  “Oh, so now your sister is a kitten?” I’ve heard it all now. Her mom seems to think it will pass but after three months with no let up I wasn’t too sure. I picked her up and that smile on her face told the story. She didn’t like her daddy to show affection to anyone else.

  “Guess what I did today at school daddy, wanna see?” I knew her game; she wanted me out of that room and away from Belle. Instead, I went to the rocking chair in the corner and sat with her on my lap.

  “Princess, why don’t you like your sister?” I’ve tried reasoning with her before but maybe this time I’ll get through to her. She shrugged her little shoulders and laid her head on my chest.

  “I don’t know daddy.”

  “Do you want mommy and daddy to be sad?” She picked her head up and looked at me with her beautiful eyes. “No daddy.”

  “But if you sell Belle then mommy and daddy will be really sad.”

  “You cry daddy?”

  “Yes baby daddy would cry. You don’t want daddy to cry do you?”

  She looked towards the crib and then huffed out a heavy sigh as though she had the weight of the world on her shoulders. “So, can we keep her?”

  “I guess.”

  “And will you help mommy and daddy take care of her? Will you be a big sister and teach her all the things mommy and daddy taught you?”

  She gave it some thought but didn’t give me an answer then and there. I guess when the time comes I can pass my business off to her without a thought. She’s going to make one shrewd business woman.

  “Can I have ice cream now?” I wasn’t falling for that shit again. “What did mommy say?” She got real quiet and changed the subject. “Guess what Luca did daddy.” Uh huh. Dealing with her was like walking through a minefield.

  “Let’s go see what your brother and mother are up to.” I carried her downstairs where her mom was in the kitchen helping her brother with a school project. As much time as those two spend together you’d think my boy was a mama’s boy, but to this day they both still cling to me. I was worried after a while that they had some kind of abandonment issue. Like they were afraid that I would disappear from their lives again, but their mother convinced me that I was being paranoid.

  “Hi son.” I kissed my boy’s hair and accepted his kiss to the cheek. “Hi dad, look at what me and mom did, isn’t it great?” It was the same lava flowing project every kid had been doing on science class since before my time. The only difference is I was a little older than him when I did mine.

  This school they were in worries me sometimes with the shit they have these kids doing. If they weren’t so smart I’d probably be looking for alternatives, but everyone agreed their little minds needed to be constantly stimulated or they’d get into more shit than they do now.

  “This is perfect son, good job. How was school today?” I kissed my wife in passing which was all I seemed to get these days until the little stinkers went to bed. And usually as soon as they were down their sister woke up needing to be fed.

  Not that I’m complaining about that, I get a lot of enjoyment from the leftovers. But it feels like forever since I had her all to myself. The holidays were coming up again soon and we were getting ready to head to New Hampshire in a few days.

  New York was already decked out, seems like they start earlier every year, but I didn’t care. This year was gearing up to be even better than the last, because now I get to share everything with the people I love most in this world from beginning to end.

  The kids have already dragged me to FAO Swartz a thousand times since it wasn’t that far from our apartment. They like to look at the window display at night when all the hustle of bustle was over and the city was taking its rest.

  We went through the nightly ritual of nobody wanting to go to bed after bath time and the bedtime stories that followed after, and then it was mommy and daddy time once we’d looked in on the new little princess.

  “Your daughter is trying to sell her sister again.” I rubbed the towel over my hair as I came into the bedroom.

  “Oh really, I thought we were past that.”

  “I told you.”

  “Oh dear, something must have set her off, she was getting better.”

  “What could’ve set her off? Did you do something different?”

  “No. Oh I bet I know what it is. Your mom sent something in the mail today.”

  “So? She usually sends each of them something in the mail when she does that.”

  “Well, you know how your mom wanted Belle to be christened in your gown? It came today. I was on the phone with your mom and mine going on and on about it, and Luna was in and out of the room. That must’ve been it.”

  “Well I had another talk with her but we’ll see.” I dropped the towel and walked over to where she was sitting brushing her hair in the mirror.

  “And how was your day?” I massaged her shoulders and she moaned with pleasure. “Oh that feels so good.”

  “We should schedule a session sometime this weekend.” A nice his and her massage usually led to very nice things.

  My obsession with her body hadn’t abated not even a little bit and now after the baby, she’s even more ripe. Her breasts, which were always a source of great pleasure, were my latest vice. I think I have my lips wrapped around her nipple more than the baby. I can’t help it.

  If you put her milk in a cup, I wouldn’t touch that shit with a ten-foot pole. But straight from the source, that shit keeps my dick hard as flint.

  I worked my hands down her chest until I cupped her and just the feel of her pebbled nipples under my palm was enough. I pulled her up from the chair and turned her around in my arms.

  The last year has been nothing short of miraculous. After all her fears of settling in, it had taken her less than a month to fall in love with the place. I’d given her carte blanche to turn my once bachelor pad into a home fit for a family and she did with the help of designers and contractors who came in and reshaped things the way she wanted.

  Now our home was decorated in the holiday spirit and she was the one bemoaning the fact that we had to leave the city to go back home for the holidays.

  New York really was something to see this time of year. Something I’d missed my first few years here but I didn’t feel too badly about that, because seeing it through their eyes, hers and our children’s was better than anything I could’ve enjoyed alone.

  I held her precious face in my hands as we stood next to the bed and kissed her with all the love I held in my heart for her. She’d turned the stereo system on when we came in and the strains of Christmas melodies were already floating through the air.

  With the fire going, the music playing, and the twinkling lights coming through the windows, it was like being transported back in time.

  This year, instead of dreams that left me wanting and empty, I wake up to her warm body in my arms and our children just a few doors down. “I love you.” I never get tired of saying it, or hearing the sweet words from her lips. She’d outgrown her fear of me not wanting her, not really loving her, becaus
e I’ve used every opportunity to show her.

  Last year this time, I would never have believed that I’d ever have this or anything like it. But in just a few short days, we’ll be celebrating our one-year anniversary, and that year had only given me hope for more to come.

  “I wonder how are you going to top last year’s gift?” I grinned down at her as I took her down to the bed and slid into her waiting heat. “I bet you can’t.” She wrapped her arms around me and gave me one of her special secretive smiles. The one I usually get just before she zings me.

  “I’m pregnant.” My already hard cock grew in fullness as I pulled back to look down at her. “You…” She nodded as I lost my voice. Words cannot express how I felt at that moment. I’d enjoyed every minute of her pregnancy. Because I’d missed her time with the twins, I’d gone all in and found that I loved her more then than ever.

  Her pregnancy had brought out something in me that I didn’t even know I had. I was already so overprotective of her and the kids, but when she came back from the doctor’s and gave me the news, I’d gone into overdrive.

  There’s no feeling like knowing your woman is ripening with your seed. Watching it grow inside her, feeling it kick against your hand. I get harder just thinking about it.

  “You’re sure, you went to the doctor?” I moved inside her because I couldn’t not, and before she could answer, I was kissing her. Of course she was sure, she was an old hand at this.

  She moved beneath me, opening herself up more, letting me go deeper inside her. Her kiss was more ravenous, almost desperate with need. She too gets very affected by her pregnancy. She once told me it was like carrying around a part of me inside her all day, and the feelings were indescribable.

  I moved my hand between us and covered my little boy or girl as I stroked into her over and over with our mouths fused. “I don’t want to hurt you.” I’m always afraid when she’s carrying one of my children that I’ll hurt her when we make love. I remember how tight, how small she was before I opened her up enough to take my whole length, and the problem is that I lose control when I knew my child is inside her no matter how I tell myself not to.

  “We’re fine you won’t hurt us. I promise, now love me the way you know you want to, the way I want you to.” When she grinned up at me and bit into her lip seductively I should’ve known she was up to something. She pushed me back and I slipped out of her and then she was on her knees looking over her shoulder at me.

  “Oh yeah.” I pressed down on her ass and opened her pinkness a little wider for my mouth and tongue. Her taste was still unbeatable and I lapped up her juices as they flowed from her body while my cock dripped pre-cum onto the mattress.

  Pulling my tongue out of her, I licked up to her clit and back to her slit and over again until I couldn’t bear to be outside of her a minute longer. I gritted my teeth against the need to slam home and went nice and slow.

  Then she gave me just what I needed. Looking over her shoulder she looked me in the eye and said, “fuck me Luca.” Then she bit her lip and I was lost. All control left me and I just went with emotion and feeling. With her hips held firmly in my hands, I let go and gave her what she repeatedly begged me for.

  I kept one hand over her tummy as I hit her from behind with the other over her mouth because she was still a screamer. “I’m close baby.” She ought to know what her words would do to me. I felt the first jet of cum leave me and hit her walls just as she tightened around me. Drawing the rest of my offering from me.

  “Merry Christmas, Luca.”