Chapter Twenty-Five

“OH MY GOSH,” Georgia said once the girls were tucked into bed that evening. “I’d forgotten how small babies are. I can’t believe we’re going to have one of those soon.”

“You’re going to have one of those soon,” Belle corrected her instinctively.

Georgia frowned and looked a little offended. When she spoke, her voice was higher pitched than usual. “Well, aren’t we a couple?”

“Yes, but…” Belle didn’t know what to say. She’d spent so long telling herself it was Georgia’s baby, and that she had no claim over the baby. She wondered if it was different just because they were having a romantic relationship. Would it be different if she wasn’t the biological mother of the baby? Finally, Belle spoke up. “Would you consider it our baby if I wasn’t the embryo donor? We didn’t set out to do this together. I don’t want you to think that it’s changed just because we’re together.”

“Well, Belle, I guess I thought that it had changed. And I thought we were on the same page, believing that biology didn’t matter, so yes, even if you weren’t the embryo donor, you’d be in this with me. You got into a relationship with a pregnant woman—I’m kind of a package deal at this point.” She pointed to her very pregnant belly and laughed a little. “Besides, I don’t have plans to be anywhere else, do you?”

Belle was now worried she’d both offended Georgia and over-emphasised the importance of biology. She didn’t know what to say, but she finally spoke up. “I want to do it together, but I don’t want you to think you owe me anything because you set out to do this as a single mum.”

“Do you think I wanted to, though? I started this with Mike, but as desperate as I was for a baby, in the end I was pleased it didn’t work with him. And then I was so heartbroken when it didn’t work solo with a sperm donor. I thought it meant I’d never get to be a mum.” She was now in tears. “I thought that was it. My dream was over. But now I know why. This led me to you. We were meant to have this baby together. I can’t force you to stay, and I can’t force you to be this baby’s other mother, but I’m not going to…” Georgia struggled to speak, then finally added, “I’m not going to walk away from the person that’s made me the happiest I’ve ever been just because of…fear! Or whatever it is that you’re experiencing.”

“Oh, Georgia. I’m scared of being vulnerable. I’ve been so hurt before. I spent my entire adult life building everything with Tash. I now know that not everything lasts forever and I’m not pining for Tash, but it was hard to move on. But I also know this feels right. I’m not scared. I just don’t want to be presumptuous. I just don’t want to stake claim on your child. As for not going anywhere… I’m a one-woman woman, and I’m proudly your woman.”

“That’s good, Annabelle, because I love you.”

“You love me?” Belle asked, tears in her eyes.

Georgia grinned, “I do. I’m in love with you.”

“I love you too,” Belle said. “So much.”

Georgia lent over to Belle and kissed her—gently at first, but then more intimately. She stood up and led Belle to the bedroom. She lay next to Belle and kept kissing her. The kissing was turning Belle on too much, and Georgia’s sighing told Belle that she felt the same way.

“We should go to sleep,” Belle said. She didn’t want them to get carried away again.

“Sleep is not part of my plan,” Georgia said as she ignored Belle and kept kissing her. Belle tried to pull away, but Georgia got closer. Soon, she started to unbutton Belle’s top, and instantly Belle wanted to both encourage her and push her away at the same time. Georgia broke their kiss and started to kiss Belle’s neck and ear. Belle had already warned Georgia how much this turned her on. Georgia was playing such a dangerous game, but Belle no longer cared. It felt so good, and she figured a little longer wouldn’t hurt. She could always stop it later. Next, Georgia snapped open Belle’s bra and started to caress and kiss her breasts. As she took a nipple into her mouth, and sucked it, Belle bucked in excitement underneath Georgia.

“I think you better…stop.” She moaned lightly. If Georgia kept going, she’d be tipped over the edge, and that was hardly fair. But Georgia didn’t stop, and soon Belle was moaning in ecstasy as Georgia expertly feasted on her breasts.

“I’m so sorry,” Belle panted. “I didn’t expect that.”

“Why are you sorry?” Georgia asked innocently. “I enjoyed every moment of that.”

Belle was surprised when Georgia kept trailing her hand all over her, finally landing between her legs. “No,” Belle protested. “No, no, I won’t let you do that.”

Georgia instead straddled Belle and kept kissing her. “That shut you up,” she laughed. Once Belle was finally quiet, Georgia trailed her kisses down the length of Belle’s body and stopped between her legs.

“Can I touch you, please?” Georgia asked, and finally, Belle agreed. Georgia traced one finger between her thighs. Belle was very wet, and very ready, so Georgia used the tip of her finger to trail up and down, increasing the intensity as she rubbed. Belle sighed, moved her hips in a circular motion.

Georgia placed a single finger inside her. Belle never felt so ready but knew that she couldn’t return the favour and it wasn’t what she had wanted. It was too late to protest further because it felt so good. Suddenly Georgia was exploring Belle, inserting fingers, rubbing her, and occasionally using her tongue. Belle’s hips bucked, and her moans got louder and louder, as she was brought to ecstasy again and again.

“Wow,” she said, afterwards. “You’re damn good at that.”

“My first time,” Georgia said, proudly.

“You’re a natural.” Belle bit her lip, as she traced her fingers down Georgia’s stomach. “My only disappointment is that I can’t return the favour.” Belle loved what they’d just experienced but felt awful for Georgia and she promised herself she wouldn’t let Georgia get her carried away again like that until they were free to continue.

Georgia grinned cheekily. “Remember I saw the doctor this morning?”

Belle nodded.

“I got the all clear.”

“You got the all clear… Does that mean the placenta…?”

“Please don’t talk about placentas right now. I’ll update you later. In the meantime, I’m all yours if you still want to return the favour.”

Belle couldn’t believe Georgia hadn’t told her when she’d got back from the doctor, but she didn’t let herself dwell on that for too long. Instead, she lay beside Georgia—recognising that Georgia’s bump was a little in the way between them—and started to kiss her. She began to nibble Georgia’s ear instinctively and realised that really turned Georgia on, and her moaning was getting louder. Belle gently trailed her fingers over Georgia’s swollen breasts. She couldn’t resist gently kissing them, and finally, she kissed over her bulging stomach, and found her way between Georgia’s legs. Georgia’s hips were already bucking in excitement, and she was already so wet from turning Belle on so much.

Belle placed her mouth on her, and started licking—softly at first, finally flicking Georgia’s hard clitoris with her tongue. Georgia grew wetter under Belle’s tongue and Belle eagerly lapped it up. Georgia spread her legs wide, and Belle placed two fingers inside her, moving them around while she licked. Georgia wailed in pleasure, bucking her hips against Belle’s face, and after tensing her legs, she wrapped them around Belle’s head. Belle was so turned on by Georgia’s response to her that the second time Georgia came, Belle did too at the same time, even though she wasn’t being touched herself.

Georgia’s moans were so intense, the most intense Belle had ever witnessed, that she wondered if it was because she had been denied so long, because it was her first time with a woman, or whether that was just the intensity of Georgia’s orgasms. She knew that pregnancy could result in more intense orgasms, so maybe it was that. She silently vowed to herself to spend the next eight weeks taking advantage of it.

Belle woke the following day before Georgia. She rolled over and stroked Georgia, but just lightly, not enough to wake her. She needed her sleep. Belle smiled, but her mind wandered. They’d had the most incredible evening, but how would Georgia feel now? Was she certain, now, about her feelings and attraction for Belle, or would she wake up filled with regret for how far she’d gone? Belle suspected Georgia was just as interested as she was—she knew she hadn’t been acting the night before, it was the real deal—but she couldn’t help but worry. Georgia had never been attracted to women before. What if this was some kind of hormonal thing? Or something to do with the embryo donation? Belle chastised herself—the night before had been amazing. A connection like that doesn’t come along often, Belle knew, and she needed to stop second-guessing it.

As if on cue, Georgia woke, smiled, and cuddled into Belle, silencing any of her fears. Still, Belle spoke up, joking about her worries. “I thought you might wake up and say ‘nice night, thanks for that, but no thanks.’”

Georgia frowned and looked serious. “Did you really worry about that? I thought I made it pretty clear last night how I felt.” She broke into a smile, and Belle smiled back. Georgia reached over and pecked Belle on the lips.

“I guess it just seemed too good to be true.”

“Well, you better get used to the idea. You’ve got another baby on the way,” Georgia said, laughing. “There’s no time to overthink. We’ve got a lot of organising to do.”

*

WHEN SOPHIA WAS about two weeks old, Cora and Ada finally returned to their normal family rotation schedule. Belle had offered to drop the children off, both as a convenience for Tash and Emily, who were both on parental leave from work, but also to get another chance to see Sophia.

“She’s adorable,” Belle said, holding the baby. “Isn’t your sister so cute?”

Cora and Ada nodded. “I want to hold her,” Ada said. Belle looked at Tash, leaving her to answer.

“It might be best to cuddle her once you’ve had your showers and we’re having some quiet time before bed.”

The girls agreed and raced off to play with their toys.

“The girls will be well-trained in baby handling by the time your baby comes along,” Tash said, laughing.

Belle agreed. “They’ll be great big sisters between Sophia and the next one.”

“It’d be crazy if you have another girl too. Cora and Ada having two more sisters.” Tash smiled. “Whatever it is, they’ll be doting big sisters.