Tell Me No Secrets: Secret Baby Romance Collection

by Jamie Knight

  “Milk, please,” I said, unable to hide my mirth.

  I love every minute of it. Blair making me laugh with her wonderful eccentricities. The fact that she seemed to accept Nina and me without question only made me like her more. She didn’t seem snobby or rich at all. Which only made me more confused about Nina’s family. Why did her aunt live such a simple hippie life? She wasn’t in any way a flashy person, and neither was Nina if I thought about it. That night was the first time I’d seen her in anything remotely expensive, and it could well have been because I said we were going somewhere nice.

  Eventually, I headed back out to my truck and went home, unsure of what to think anymore.

  Chapter Twenty-One - Nina

  It was bliss just to wake up. It always heard that money can’t buy happiness but was only beginning to realize how true it really was. I had done the rich girl thing but had been given a glimpse of a very different kind of life. One with honest work that I loved and friends who actually liked me for me and my skills. A life where I made my own decisions but had Auntie Blair if I needed help. As well as a world where love really seemed possible.

  Suiting up for work, I thought about everything that had happened with Chad to that point. Amazed and relieved, we were still together. Even if I wasn’t quite sure where we stood. Sex wasn’t likely to happen again for a while. At least not until we found our feet again, though the intimacy was still there, just expressed in different ways. I had little doubt that I loved him and was sure he was starting to feel the same way about me, despite his past reputation.

  “Keener,” Eric teased, as the rest of the trainees came up to the shop.

  There were times I wondered if they took the same bus or something going by the way they always seemed to go everywhere together. Even Juan after he was accepted into the fold.

  Work seemed to fly by. The adjustments, replacements, and oil changes starting to blur together. I was entirely in the zone and didn’t even notice the time passing. Or much of anything else, to be honest. Before I knew it, I was alone in the garage finishing off the last oil changes.

  “Working late again?” Chad asked as he emerged from his office, “or were you waiting for me?”

  “Sorry, but I just lost track of time,” I confessed.

  “Nothing to be sorry for,” he said, wrapping an arm around my waist and planting a gentle kiss on my cheek.

  I blushed furiously, thrilled but also not able to find the words to adequately express this.

  “Was that okay?”

  “Of course,” I said, getting up on my tip-toes and smooching him square on the lips.

  He looked surprised but in no way put off. Kissing me back as he took me in his warm embrace. I always felt so safe in his arms.

  “Feel like doing something?” he asked.

  “I’m starving for some ice cream,” I confessed, not sure if it sounded silly.

  “I should be taking you to fancy restaurants, not for ice cream like a couple of kids.”

  “I’m sick of fancy restaurants. I want to be a regular girl.”

  “Come on.” He rolled his eyes.

  “A regular girl in the real world,” I sang, “watch how I twirl.”

  It was a bit of a reach, but it still worked. To dive the point home, I started pirouetting around the shop, as only a girl with eight years of ballet could.

  “Okay, okay, well, go for ice cream, just calm down,” he chuckled.

  The park was beautiful in the early evening, the sun embracing us as we sat in the grass eating gourmet ice cream from a nearby cart.

  “What would you like your life to be like?” Chad asked out of the blue, getting his philosophical face on.

  That was a hell of a question. I had to think for a while before admitting the truth. To myself as much as Chad.

  “The way it is now. I love working on cars, and I am learning more all the time. I knew quite a bit before joining the program, but Will is also a wonderful teacher.”

  I could feel the heat rise on my cheeks reaching all the way down to my chest before I continued.

  “I’ve also really enjoyed our time together. A-all of it.”

  It was Chad’s turn to go quiet. Looking very much like he was deep in thought, considering the information I’d just given him. It still could have gone either way, but I was hoping for the best.

  “I’ve never seen a girl more than once,” he confessed, “but I find myself wanting to see you every night.”

  My heart felt like it went a flutter as the blissful shock hit. Had he just said he was in love with me? Near enough, especially for him. I was so happy I could cry but held back in case he took it the wrong way. I really wanted it to be a happy moment. Even if the fates seemed to have other ideas.

  After our sweet moment of shared connection, Chad backed away, his face going cold.

  “Are you sure you wouldn’t rather have a big house and not have to work?”

  It felt like a knife in my heart. That was the opposite of what I wanted. What I’d been dealing with my entire life and had never done me any favors. I didn’t even have real friends until I went to the garage.

  “No. I’ve been there, and I fucking hate it. I’m not some little princess wanting to live a life of luxury. It’s sure what my folks would prefer but not what I want at all. I want what I have now. A loving home without judgment and the ability to work on engines and get dirty and wear jeans and T-shirts and baseball cap and to have sex, beautiful, lovely sex with the man I love, whenever the hell we want, like the filthy fucking tomboy I am.”

  I hadn’t meant to be so harsh. It all just came rushing out before I could stop it. Years of pent up frustration flooded out in a single moment. Chad didn’t say anything, which was almost worse. I kept hoping he would say something, anything. Even if he was angry or started to yell. Yelling, I could take. Lord knew I’d heard enough from Dad. Particularly when he’d been drinking. What I wasn’t at all prepared for was the icy silence. Chad didn’t give any indication of what he was thinking or feeling. I didn’t even know if he believed me even though I’d told the absolute truth—almost a little too much, possibly.

  The silence persisted all the way back to Auntie Blair’s house, Chad somehow remembering exactly where it was. All I could hope was that he still cared about me a little bit, or he wouldn’t have wanted to drive me home. Also, I’d just started to get myself down out of the cab when Chad appeared like Superman to lower me gently to my feet on the black brick walkway.

  Without a word, he closed the door and got back in the driver’s side, driving away into the gathering dark. His tail lights disappearing in the distance, I just stood for a moment, happy but also scared. Hoping everything that had happened over the last several days hadn’t been for nothing. I honestly didn’t know what I would do if I didn’t have Chad in my life.

  No sooner was I through the door when a strange hunger kicked me right in the guts. I pulled myself back to my feet and made for the kitchen, still holding my tummy. The ice cream at the park clearly hadn’t been enough. My system was craving more. Chocolate ice cream, to be specific, with gummy bears and raisins and rice. Bless my luck, auntie Blair had all four things in the kitchen. I vowed to pay her back, pretty sure I was going to disintegrate her existing supply.

  It was almost frightening how fast I ate. Not to mention how much. I’d always been a little thing. Avoiding carbs like they were rat poison. Before I knew it, I was polishing off a two-liter tub of ice cream, two bags of raises, and a pot of leftover rice. Maybe it was my cells that were taking revenge.

  “Honey, I’m home,” Auntie Blair joked, banging through the front door.

  “I’m in here,” I called, between mouthfuls.

  “Oh, honey,” she said, stopping cold in the doorway.

  “What?” I asked, my mouth covered in chocolate ice cream.

  “D-did, you and Chad, you know.”

  “What?” I asked, confused.r />
  “Have sex?”

  I bit my bottom lip. Possibly for fear of telling the embarrassing truth. The training from my daddy rearing its ugly head.

  “Yeah, a few times,” I said, defying my growing humiliation. I’d done nothing wrong.

  “Did you use protection?” she asked, sitting down next to me at the table.

  “Protection?” I asked dumbly.

  “Condoms, honey. Did he wear a condom? Or are you on the pill? Your parents told you about that, right?”

  I shook my head slowly, not really sure what she was talking about. My folks told me nothing. Plus, I’d gone to a religious private school where sex education was limited to telling us not to fuck until we were married. Though not in those exact words.

  “N-no,” I said, feeling like I’d made a mistake.

  “Did he, er, finish inside you? In your vagina, I mean?”

  “Y-yes,” I confessed, my cheeks starting to burn.

  “Honey,” Auntie Blair said, taking me by my chocolate covered hand, “I think you might be pregnant.”

  I was hit by a cold panic. I had no idea how I would hide it from Dad but knew I would have to try.

  Chapter Twenty-Two - Chad

  My mind was as a dark raging sea. Indecision crashing against suspicion in a roaring squall of love and affection. All that was best of both dark and light meeting in a single aspect. My desire to be with Nina was counter-acted in equal measure by my fear of losing her. A classic and real catch-22.

  On the other hand, I knew what I wanted but was too chicken shit to really go after it. Afraid of getting hurt again. Love leading to pain in my estimation. Loving the wrong woman had basically killed my dad. Though I shouldn’t be busting out the Buzzcocks just yet.

  The crew was waiting with the addition of Will and the other pros. I felt like a royal rolling through a rural town. The citizenry waiting for a glimpse with bated breath.

  Nina was lurking in the back, the poor lamb. No doubt as nervous about seeing me as I was about seeing her. Our last meeting was far from a paragon of the courtly arts. I hadn’t actually been mad. There wasn’t really anything to be mad about. She’d never actually lied. Just told the selective truth, which was fair enough indeed. There was still lots she didn’t know about me while she had come to bare her soul to me. Which was never easy and seemed to be particularly difficult for her. How did I repay her? Icy silence that left her even more in doubt. I would kick my ass if only it were possible.

  I avoided her gaze as I opened up the shop — the usual mob rolling through the garage door before I was granted entrance.

  It would be a lie to say I ignored her, falling right back into my video-stalking tendencies. Watching her every move as she worked and socialized, fitting in better with the crew than I ever could have hoped or expected. Were it not for her feminine features, I would have found it difficult to tell her from any of the other trainees.

  Respite for both of us came when they went for lunch, leaving Will and me to watch the place should anyone happen to come in. Though most of our regulars knew when we were there and when we weren’t.

  Despite the potential for boredom, there were certain advantages to patterns — a comfort in predictability. As with nearly every other day, Nina waited. Or, at least, she stayed behind. Whether she was waiting for me or so far in the zone, she hadn’t noticed the others leave was still was to be seen.

  I felt light a ninja, sneaking up behind her, my boots impossibly light on the shop floor. I wasn’t trying to scare her. I was the one who was afraid that she might scream and run or tell me off. In either case, I would have deserved it.

  She didn’t turn around. Not until I touched her shoulder. Her reaction was surprisingly calm. Had she heard me coming? Every such question or consideration was driven from my mind when I saw the tears in her eyes — tears of sadness, as well as pain. Ones I knew in an instant I had caused.

  “I-I can’t do this anymore,” she said, “I need to know what you want. Please tell me so we can work this out.”

  “I want you to come home with me.”

  Suddenly as the clouds breaking, Nina threw her arms around me and squeezed tight as though afraid I might disappear if she ever let go. I picked her up so we could more easily kiss. Each contact soft and pure. Joy pouring from both of us. My own heart seemed to grow three sizes that day, and I knew finally and for sure that I loved Nina, deeply and truly. The past didn’t matter — either hers or mine. The most important thing at that moment was that we were together.

  My truck rumbled to a halt outside my dad’s old house. The one I’d grown up in. The one I’d inherited after he’d died. The one I’d planned to bring Nina back to after we were married. Usually, the ‘m’ word would have been like kryptonite, though it was beginning to have a lot more appeal.

  It was honestly all I could do not to fuck her right there in the truck cab, though I thought the bed would probably be more comfortable. Helping Nina down from the truck, I carried my sweet love to the house and straight to the bedroom. Closing the front door with my heel as we went.

  Nina was still wearing her overalls, so it was a bit of a production to get her undressed. Despite my urgency, I wanted to take my time, removing each layer like opening a present.

  I started with her boots placing them carefully by the bed one by one. Then came her overalls. Nina tried to help by wiggling up as I pulled down. Soon enough, she was down to her jeans and T-shirt. Pulling her up into a sitting position, I slowly lifted off her shirt and then her sports bra, letting her beautiful tits make an appearance.

  Then it was time for the jeans. They were looser than what she usually wore and pulled down relatively easily. Which only left her panties clinging to her sweet body, giving a clear impression of her pussy in the soft cloth. Lovely little Nina was already wet.

  With all due care, I tenderly pulled down her briefs, revealing her tender pink girlhood inch by inch, until it was on full display. Nina spread her legs wide in welcome.

  Her first gasp was soft but heartfelt. My tongue delicately licking her outer lips, savoring her taste. After a bit of teasing, I started in earnest. Giving her long, firm licks from bottom to top, making her almost roar with pleasure. I was surprised such a big sound could come out of such a little body but was pleased just the same.

  It was an incredible orgasm. Nina moaning and screaming, her hands lovingly stroking through my hair. It was nice to be somewhere that she could really let go.

  While she recovered, I undressed, my cock standing firm and proud in the darkness of the room. I hadn’t even thought to put a light on before bedding her. An oversight I rectified immediately, clicking on the bedside lamp, so I could really see her. Nina covered her eyes and moaned at the sudden brightness but soon forgave me when she saw my cock.

  “Come here, sweetheart,” I said softly.

  She immediately obeyed. Scooting up, so she was sitting on the edge of the bed. Gently taking my massive member in both of her soft, warm hands.

  She stroked like a champion milkmaid, almost making me cum right then and there. Luckily I got there in time, lightly taking hold of her wrist to stop her for a moment, so I could gather myself.

  Early orgasm successfully thwarted, I guide her head down to my cock. For a moment, I was afraid she might hurt herself, but she did really well. Making only sexy little gulping sounds as she swallowed most of my cock.

  Nina took my load into her mouth with class and grace, pulling back and swallowing it all down, continuing to stroke me as she did so. I kissed her passionately as I lay her down. Actually lifting her up from the bed before laying her flat on her back. Placing ankles up onto my shoulders, I got into position. Stroking up against Nina’s pussy, I made her moan.

  “Ready, sweetheart?”

  “Yes, please, fuck me. Fuck me hard.”

  That was all I needed to hear. I didn’t fuck her hard at first, though. It was still essential to ease into it
and let her adjust to my massive cock moving inside her tight little pussy. I slipped in about a quarter of my full length and moved in her like the tide on the shore. Rolling in and out in a smooth, gentle rhythm. Making sure the top of my shaft rubbed up against both her clit and her g-spot.

  Working up to it gradually, I started to fuck her hard. Pounding my cock deep inside her. Nina screaming her joy at every thrust. Her pussy getting even tighter around me, not wanting to let go.

  We came at the same time. A sweet shudder trebling through Nina as I blasted my cum deep inside her. I knew I should have worn a condom. She was a virgin, and I had regular tests, but there was still a pregnancy risk. Thought that really wasn’t how I saw it anymore. I’d never really thought about being a dad before. One of many once firm positions Nina was making me reconsider. I knew we would make a beautiful baby.

  “Want to try something. It is a bit different, but I think you’ll like it.”

  “O-okay,” Nina panted, still recovering from the pounding I just gave her.

  I opened the drawer in the drawer in the bedside table and got it out, along with a bottle of lube.

  “What the heck is that?” Nina asked.

  “It’s called a butt plug, sweetheart. It’s to help with anal sex.”

  “Anal sex? You mean you’re going to put it in my—”

  “Only the butt plug for now. I will want to fuck you there eventually, but you need to be prepared so it doesn’t hurt. Understood?”

  “It hurts?”

  “It can if it’s not done right. That’s why we’d do the but plug first with lots of lube. If you don’t like it, we’ll stop.”

  “Okay,” Nina said, sounding more excited about the idea.

  Lubing up the butt plug, I got Nina onto her side and pulled her knees up to her chest. Then, gently holding her ass open, I touched the cool, slick tip of the butt plug to her tight, virgin asshole. Sweet Nina moaned and raised as it slipped in inch by inch, though she gave no signs of pain.