He grinned, pride shining in his eyes, “Yeah.”
I bit my lip nervously wondering how he was going to react to what I wanted to do.
“Well, I want to tie you to the bed and see how long I can lick my favorite popsicle without you coming.”
He groaned and kissed me hard before taking me home and giving me exactly what I wanted. I may have been Santa’s bad girl this year, but he treated me so damn good.