His Wants

15

Having all but avoided Sensei Da Eun the next couple of weeks, I did what I set out to do, I baked all day for those kids, I wanted them to be surprised and bring joy to them. Every single student was beyond happy with their little goodie bags, Sensei Da Eun got over it quickly, I'm sure Terry played a part in that.

Christmas eve had arrived so quickly, I got Terry a few things without him knowing, he often let me borrow one of his cars if I needed. We sat enjoying little snacks most the day, watching movies, sitting on the couch and making out like a couple of teenagers, feeling each other up under our clothes, it was really wonderful, just he and I in that large house, no one else, just us relaxing and getting our fill of one another.

"Mmm, you keep this up and you'll be my present I unwrap," he moaned, we laid there on the couch, I was there on top of him, slowly kissing his neck and kissing up and down his chest, leaving little bite marks across him. I giggled against his chest and wrapped myself around him, "Well, Mr. Silver, that can wait until later," I laughed.

He wrapped his arms tight around me, speaking sweet nothings in my ear. I had to giggle and tell him I wanted us to open our gifts, "Come on Terry, please, if I have to I'll beg but I know you'll like that a little too much," I trailed off.

Terry glanced up at me, a smirk across his face, "You're right, I would enjoy it if you begged, maybe I should have you beg."

I sat up, pouted and went to move off his lap, he clamped his hands on my hips, I couldn't help but smirk, "Terry, I won't beg. We are going to open gifts whether you like it or not," I crossed my arms. He chuckled beneath me, slowly working his hands under my shirt before I pushed his hands down, he shooed my hands away, "No, no, I want to hear that pretty voice beg," he purred, smirking up at me. I raised a brow, "Mr. Silver, you are in no position to be making demands," I wriggled my hips and grinded against him, he let out a quiet groan in his chest and closed his eyes.

While he was distracted I hopped off of him, giggling in the process, he leaned up on his elbows, grinning at me, a look of hunger in his eyes, he raised his hand, curling his finger inward he beckoned me back to him, I shook my head.

He rose his eyebrows, "No? You're telling me no?" he questioned, slowly standing, "I get what I want... Remember?" taking slow, methodical steps towards me, I stepped back with each of his advances, "Sweetheart... I get what I want.... And right now I want you back on my lap."

I grinned and shook my head more, I held out my hand, my palm against his chest to stop him, "Nuh-uh. I want us to open our presents." He grinned at me, backing me into a wall; he rested an arm against it above me and lightly took my chin in his fingers, forcing me to look up at him, he was so close, his cologne was intoxicating. His body nearly flush with mine, I could feel the heat begin to rise in my face.

"Hm," he pondered for a moment his eyes looking me over, a smirk cemented on his face, "I suppose... this one time, I won't get what I want... Let's go downstairs," he said slowly before he took my lips passionately. I squeaked a moan into him, feeling his lips curl into a grin he picked me up abruptly and tossed me over his shoulder. He chuckled darkly in his chest as he took me downstairs, swatting my ass a time or two on the way down.

Plopping me on the couch he shot me a devilish smile before he rubbed his hands together and walked over to the tree, deciding which gift to give me first. He picked up a few and placed them in front of me on the coffee table, he wagged a finger at me, "Wait until I've put them all out for you," he grinned. I sat back and watched him, a childish grin on his face as he placed dozens of gifts around me. Once he brought the last gift over I held up a finger as he sat next to me, I brought him the gifts that were meant for him.