“Well.” She says, that crooked smile curving her luscious lips upward.
“Well.” I repeat. “That went well. I’m proud as hell of you.”
She giggles and reaches over and touches my face. “I have one request.”
“What’s that?”
“When we’re out today, you need to buy yourself a Santa suit.”
“Oh yeah?”
Her cheeks turn bright red. “I didn’t think I was a kinky girl, but I gotta say, I think I’ve got a Santa kink because all I can think about is having you slip into the bedroom tonight and fuck me like the naughty girl I am.”
I take her hand from my cheek and kiss the palm. “Get those sugarplums ready, baby, Santa’s got a brand new bag.”
Twelve
Holly
THE SNOW IS PILING up on all the tree branches outside the bedroom window as I lay back against Cole’s chest, still panting.
“Wow.” I manage as Cole’s heartbeat pulses against my back, his hands wrapped around me, one on my breast the other on my belly. He’s still wearing the Santa’s coat, open down the front, and is naked from the waist down.
“I think I fucked an elf into you that time, Candy Cane.” He kisses the side of my head as I extend my arm, looking at the massive diamond ring he slipped on my finger about an hour ago.
“I think so too.” His cum is slick between my legs as the warmth of the day and evening dance around in my memory. “It was the best Christmas ever.”
“The first of a lifetime.” He answers. “I want to get married right away. I want you to be my wife.”
I nod. “I only want a small ceremony. Nothing too over the top. Just us, Mom, Dad…if they want to come.”
“I’m sure they will, baby. We had a good morning with your mom and your dad. Last night at his place was a little tense at first, but once he saw us together, I think he started to accept it all. You inviting him over today for breakfast was great as well. I know your mom only stayed an hour, but sometimes things aren’t ideal with parents. We will do what we can to keep things polite and the rest is up to her.”
“I know. I’m fine with it all to be honest. Time will work it all out. What I want to know is, when the heck did you have time to go shopping for an engagement ring? We were together since the party.”
He’s silent for a moment and I turn my head to see him raise an eyebrow and give me that crooked smile.
“Remember when I told you it made me feel better buying things for you?” He sniffs. “I’ve had that ring for a year. Since last Christmas, actually. Wasn’t sure when, but I think deep down I knew someday it would be on your finger. I couldn’t imagine life without you, so I just started preparing.”
His fingers twirl on my nipple, making me sigh as the smile I’ve been wearing since this morning is making my cheeks ache.
“All these years.” I fiddle with the round gold band, watching the princess cut diamond sparkle in the low candlelight of the bedroom. “We were both thinking about the other one. It all seems so far away now, like we’ve always been this. Now. Together. Isn’t that strange?”
“I’ll take strange if this is what strange is, baby. All I know, is I get to wake up next to you every Christmas morning for the rest of my life, so you will never need to get me another gift. I have everything I could ever want, and then some.”
“Me too, Daddy. And you know what else?”
“What?”
“You were my first noel.” I chuckle, wiggling myself back onto his cock, hard again already, making my tummy flutter.
“Your first and your last, Candy Cane. Your first and last. I love you, baby. Always and forever.”
Thirteen
Holly
EPILOGUE ONE
Six months later…
“Happy six-month anniversary, baby.” Cole holds out a little box with one hand, his other hand rubbing my belly through the thin fabric of my maternity dress.
“I didn’t get you anything, you big dummy.”
“You’re slacking, Candy Cane.”
I reach over and smack his shoulder. “That’s not what you said this morning when your cock was three inches down my throat.”
He leans back in the chair as we sit around the new pool in the back yard of the house, the early summer sun just drifting lower in the sky, casting a beautiful mixture of violet and orange.
“True, but I don’t care if you got me anything anyway. Every day I wake up next to you is a gift. So just open it.”
I flip open the lid on the tiny wooden box and gasp when I see the tag, my heart practically leaping from my chest.
“Really?” I throw my arms around his neck. “Where? Is it here?”