Chapter 9

“I stole your Christmas present,” Liam says softly.

It takes a few seconds for Jake to work out what Liam means. But then Jake remembers the cock ring he was given not an hour ago. He totally lost track of where he put it, apparently because Liam stole it.

“Are you wearing it?” Jake asks quietly.

“Yes.” Liam nods.

“We are literally right in the middle of a Christmas party and you tell me that? Damn, you’re a tease,” Jake says with a groan.

“I’m teasing both of us. I won’t take it off unless you tell me to or you take it off me,” Liam whispers.

“How long until this party ends?” Jake asks.

“A couple of hours.” Liam shrugs.

“Whenever we leave, you’re coming home with me,” Jake says firmly.

“I’d love to.” Liam grins.

“Mistletoe!” Emma chirps holding out a sprig of mistletoe over Liam’s and Jake’s heads.

“Emma,” Liam groans, blushing.

“You have to kiss. Or you won’t get kissed again for the rest of the year. It’s tradition,” Emma says firmly.