we have to bring Laura so she can see how outstanding it is and recreate it for me.”
I nodded. “Sounds doable.”
“And finally, number three, the hardest one of all.” She flicked up a third finger. “Can we wrap your cock up like a candy cane again? I have a fantasy where I get to untie it.”
“But you already did that.”
Her lips curved into a wicked smile. “Yes, I know, but never in the light. I like to see what I’m getting.”
“Anything you want. I love you, Ms. Nutters. I’ll keep nothing from you again, especially my cock.”
“And I love you, Mr. Diaz. You’re the best baby daddy a woman could wish for . . . and fantasize about.” She wiggled her brows.
I leaned down and kissed her. I’d do everything in my power to keep from ruining what I had with this woman.
Something bothered me, and I pulled away. “Where is everyone? Is it only Rock and Laura here?”
“Oh no, everyone but Hamish has arrived. Even James and Marika, but I think they’re hiding upstairs.”
“Oh yeah, Rock told me they planned this so we got back together.”
She reached up, adjusting my glasses. “Well, it worked. You’re stuck with me now, Mr. Diaz.”
And that thought made me the happiest man in the world.
Chapter 25
Julia
Seven weeks later
“IT’S LOCKED,” MONTY said, pulling at the closet door.
“That’s for peeing in my ice cube tray. Don’t think I didn’t notice the yellow ice cubes,” James yelled from the other side.
Monty turned to me with a grin. “He thought I forgot about getting him back for last year.”
“Oh no, whatever shall we do?” I raised my voice with a wide smile.
“You going to impregnate her again?” James asked.
Monty frowned. “That’s none of your business. Now go dance with your girl and stuff your face with food. Enjoy the Jingle Balls Ball.”
“Fine. But now I feel like this isn’t really a punishment for you based on the décor inside there and that you have Julia to keep you company.”
Covering my mouth, I tried to stifle my giggle.
We were back at the Jingle Balls Ball and stuck together in the same closet. Only this time, there were twinkly lights hanging from the ceiling. They had cleared the boxes out, and in their place was a small round table, white tablecloth, and food.
It was romantic, and I loved it.
James grumbled something, and then I heard his footsteps as he walked away.
“I love the surprise.” I walked over to Monty and slid my arms around his waist.
“It’s our one-year anniversary of meeting. I had to make it special.” He kissed the top of my head.
“I feel like I’m overdressed. When you told me you were taking me to the Jingle Balls Ball, I thought we would be in the ballroom, not back in the stuffy closet.”
“You don’t like it?” Monty pulled back a little and gazed down at me with confusion.
I took in the room and said, “You know what I’m in the mood for? Some candy cane dick.”
He wasn’t naked this time. Monty wore a tuxedo, and he looked so good I wanted to tear his clothes off and recreate last year.
I felt his cock twitch against my leg. He leaned down and whispered in my ear. His hot breath tickled my neck as he said, “Then it’s a good thing I wrapped it in a bow.”
Stepping back, I gasped, “Really?”
He nodded, undid his pants, and pulled everything down. Once he stood, he flung his arms wide and said, “Happy anniversary.”
His cock, only partially erect, was covered in silver and red ribbon. At the tip was a rather impressive bow.
I fell to my knees, and the top of my strapless red gown slipped, revealing my tits.
“No bra?” he commented.
I smirked as I gazed up. “You’re not the only one who came with a gift. But this is only one part of your anniversary gift.”
“What’s the other part?”
“You’ll find out soon.” I wagged my finger at him and then reached for the string, ready to unwrap my gift.
His cock grew as I unraveled the ribbon. My mouth watered as I thought about sucking his cock.
I opened my mouth and flattened my tongue on the tip. Monty sucked in a breath through his teeth. It was fun to drive him wild. After what he put me through when he first met Nathan, I felt it was my duty to tease him as much as possible.
His fingers curled into my hair, tugging on it. I gazed up at him as he guided