Bad Decisions: Part 3

SMUTTY!

Disclaimers: I own only Tara.

Rating: NC-17!

Author's Notes: The soap opera and storyline mentioned here is one that really sickens me, but I know a good many people who enjoy it so I left it unnamed. :)

Recaps: Natalie recalled having a blackout after talking to a cute guy named Larry at Xanadu, then waking up in his bed wearing his T-shirt. She called John to come pick her up but didn't tell him what had happened. Then (after having STD testing done) she admitted to John that she loved him and was ready for another chance. They made love, and she soon found out that she was pregnant. She didn't know who the father was for certain. Then, 9 months into the pregnancy, she let the cat out of the bag. Natalie told him everything about Larry, then stormed out. About two weeks later John came to see her and told her he still loved her and would be there for the baby whether it was his or not.

Previously

She smiled, embracing him tightly as he kissed her forehead. "I'm going to be here for you no matter what. I promise. Even if it turns out--" He swallowed. "If this baby isn't mine, I'm still going to love him or her as though they were my own. You have my word on that."

The night John had forgiven her Natalie slept peacefully for the first time since Larry. She was wrapped in the arms of the man who loved her despite her faults and huge mistakes. The baby seemed to sense her peace and was quieter, although she could feel him moving around.

The next morning, Natalie's eyelids fluttered open when she felt John's hand caressing her stomach and the baby's answering kick. She smiled when she saw that John was still asleep, a small smile on his face. She covered his hand with hers, leaning forward and brushing a soft kiss across his lips. The light contact was enough to wake him, and he yawned as he leaned in to give her a real morning kiss. Their tongues met in a short, sweet dance and he smiled impishly at her.

"You know that's not fair." She pouted. The doctor had given her strict instructions not to have sex once she had reached a certain point, and John seemed determined to drive her crazy in the meantime. "He said no intercourse, so that just means I get to drive." He smiled at her as his hand slowly drifted away from her belly to pull her shirt up and move underneath it. Natalie moaned and lost her breath as his hand went to her unbound breasts, his fingers working magic as they glanced across her nipples. She sat up, helping him pull off her shirt and he captured her mouth in a ravaging kiss before moving his lips to her nipple, gently tugging on it with his mouth.

She moaned as he moved down her body, kissing her stomach gently and stopping to whisper for a moment. She smiled at the utter sweetness of the moment, and then he was moving onward to pull her panties down. She lifted her legs, helping him take them off and then spread them wide, welcoming him. His lips were feather-light as they moved up one thigh and down the other, repeating the process over and over again. With each trip he moved closer to her wet center.

"John," Natalie gasped, thrusting her hips upward. "Stop teasing me, please." He smiled and moved his attentions to her pulsating core. She bit her knuckle to keep from screaming as his mouth and tongue worked their magic. He pushed her to her first climax but didn't stop there. He pushed her over peak and peak until she was spent. He then climbed up her body, stopping again to kiss and talk to her stomach, and capturing her lips in a sweet, gentle kiss. "You know, maybe we shouldn't be allowed to have sex anymore."

Two days later, Natalie was in the middle of her favorite soap opera when John heard a scream. He ran in to find Natalie staring at the screen in horror. "What happened?" "Oh my god this show is sick!" She shuddered and changed the channel. "I refuse to watch that show anymore." John laughed and didn't press the matter. He just dropped a kiss on the top of her head and walked out of the room.

It was just a few days after the soap opera incident that it happened. Natalie was having tea with Viki and Jessica when suddenly her water broke. She looked at her mother and sister, smiling. "Well, I guess it's about time." She called John and he rushed her to the hospital.

After more hours of labor than she cared to recall Natalie was holding her small daughter in her arms. She smiled down at her, tears bright in her eyes as she gently touched the tiny cheek. Just then the door swung open and John walked in, followed by the nurse. He had been unable to stomach the very end and so had gone to the gift shop instead. She smiled to see the flowers and a small pink teddy bear with a sign reading "I Love You and Mommy."

The nurse was there to get the baby's name, which she and John had picked out five months into her pregnancy. "Her name is Tara Eve McBain." She smiled as John's grin widened with surprise. She had snuck in the middle name as a special gift to the woman who had gone through so much and was still unafraid to live her life. The nurse smiled, complimenting the name as she wrote it down and left.

"Do you have any idea how excited my mom's going to be?" She leaned forward and kissed him softly. "You're nervous, aren't you? About being a father?" He nodded, not really surprised that she had seen through him. "Yeah, I am. I didn't even realize it while she was safe inside of you, protected. But now she's out here and no matter how much I try, I can't protect her all the time."

"I know. That scares me too," Natalie admitted. "But maybe being good parents isn't about not letting her get hurt—maybe it's about just being there for her when she does." John shook his head and gently took Tara into his arms for the first time. He had been afraid that he would hold her and have a vision of Natalie in another man's arm, but the baby was perfect and held his attention fully. His hand gently cupped the top of her head, smoothing down the fuzz that already looked like it was red.

"She's so perfect." Natalie smiled. "I know. It's like—it's unbelievable that something so perfect can come from such a messed up situation." Her eyes were glinting with tears as John reached his hand over and took it in his, moving so he was sitting on the bed next to her. "Tara has my last name and in my heart she is my daughter. This DNA test isn't going to change a thing." He leaned down to give her a sweet kiss as the nurse walked in.

"I'm sorry, but Tara is scheduled for a DNA test?" John smiled encouragingly at Natalie as he handed the nurse the baby very carefully. They clasped hands as they watched them leave the room, needing each other's strength.

TO BE CONTINUED