Sitting in Santa's Lap: A Forbidden Romance

The camera caught me wriggling in Santa’s lap, and soon, I was pregnant with the jolly gentleman’s baby!

Cleo:

I agreed to help an old family friend.  Brody’s a professional photographer who said his usual elf bailed at the last minute.  So I offered to take her place, figuring it wouldn’t be a big deal to take pictures of kids at the mall.

But never underestimate Santa because beneath that big red suit and white beard is a man with washboard abs, devilish blue eyes, and a smile that makes my thighs clench as my insides go hot.

Even more, Brody’s got a HUGE surprise that hangs all the way down to his knee!  It swings and dangles, with a Christmas ornament that lights up in its own way at the end.

Soon, I was sitting in Santa’s lap, but we weren’t just smiling for the crowd. Instead, the camera caught us in some naughty poses that were NEVER supposed to be captured on film. The best part? That no one could tell while I squirmed and panted breathlessly with my skirt flipped up in back. (At least, I don’t think so!)

But now, the jolly gentleman’s left me with a gift because after Christmas break ends, I learn that the stork’s coming … with a special surprise for Brody and me!

This is a follow-up to Three Weeks of Hedonism where we meet the sassy girl who was bullied for *allegedly* letting Santa take her while she posed in his lap.  Fair warning: never bring your kids to Christmas at the mall because if the elf’s wearing a short skirt while gasping with a frozen smile, then it could really be happening!  As always, high heat, no cheating, and no cliffhangers for my readers.  HEA guaranteed.