I love it down here, sure, but at times like this, I sort of miss the fireplace. The snow falling outside while we’re warm and toasty inside… It’s the Christmas vibe I’m used to.

Although, we are making new traditions. Maybe tomorrow we can do some Christmas skinny dipping in the ocean… That sounds like fun.

Taking one final long breath to calm myself down, I sink back onto the couch by James’s feet. I crawl over him, minding my package—LOL—and take a piece of the silver tinsel hanging around my neck, using it to tickle his chest.

I can’t help but giggle quietly while I tease him. This is so fun already. He’s gonna lose his mind.

Only a few more seconds of messing with him and he starts to shift, eyes slowly creeping open.

“What are you doing, kid…” he mumbles sleepily, grabbing me by the waist. “C’mere…”

He yanks me down, eyes closing again as he pulls me in to cuddle. Bubbles of laughter leave my lips.

“James… Goddamnit. Wake up and look at what I’m wearing.”

He freezes, and his eyes reopen once more, this time taking in my ensemble. They widen.

“What the hell… is this?” He flicks at one of the bows covering my nipple.

“I’m your Christmas gift, Daddy.” I smirk, cocking a brow at him. “You wanna unwrap me?”

In a flash, he’s up.

Letting out a growl, he flips me onto my back, hovering over me to get a good look at my outfit. The gleam in his eyes is wickedly mischievous, gradually sliding down over the bows, the tinsel, landing on the literal wrapping paper surrounding my cock.

“Holy night…” he whispers, and I laugh. His lips curl, gray eyes flinging back up to mine. “You did this for me?”

I nod slowly. “Mhmm… You deserve a special gift, baby.”

He leans down, brushing his lips over mine until I’m trembling. “You are… the most perfect gift I could ever receive, sweet thing.”

“Prove it,” I purr into his mouth. “Open me up.”

This time his snarl is hungrier as he kisses me rough and possessive, sucking at my bottom lip hard, then pulling it between his teeth. I’m already squirming, my dick swelling up and threatening to burst right out of the wrapping paper. He drops his hips to it, the crinkling of the paper causing us both to chuckle while he grinds his hardening dick into mine through his sweatpants.

“Can I take my time unwrapping you, gorgeous boy?” he croons, peppering my jaw with kisses that move down to my throat.

“You can tease and torment me all you want, Daddy. I’m your gift to play with.”

James hums, licking and sucking down my neck, minding the silver tinsel I have wrapped around it, nibbling at my collarbone before moving on to my chest.