His Wants

16

Terry woke me with soft kisses against my neck and cheeks, whispering, "Merry Christmas, beautiful. Let's go see what Santa brought you," he cooed.

I groaned, I didn't want to get up, I mumbled back, "Merry Christmas, Terry... what time is it?" He chuckled, "It's time to get up, come on baby." Climbing out of bed he dragged the covers off of me, leaving me to curl up into a ball to retain any warmth that I had. He laughed and went into the bathroom.

With some coaxing, he finally got me out of bed and into the bathroom so I could wash my face. I did what I needed to do, draped my robe around me and came out to find Terry sitting on the edge of the bed waiting for me with a large grin on his face, he held his hand out to me. I smiled at him and wandered over to him, he tugged me to his lap, I sat there and let Terry run his fingers through my bed head nest of hair, he sat there with me in his arms, "I just want to sit here, just like this for a little bit," he whispered, "I want to hold you."

Perfectly fine with me. He hummed and all but brushed my hair with his fingers, leaving kisses in the wake of his fingers leaving my skin, I giggled, "Terry, you took so long to get me out of bed."

"I know," he said quickly, "I just want to be sure that this is real, that you're here with me. I am excited for you to see what else I have in store for you, why don't we head downstairs?" I smiled and nodded. His fingers entangled mine as I followed him down to the main floor where the beautifully decorated and lit tree sat aglow.

"Sit," he quietly commanded when he tugged me over to the couch, he grinned and went to retrieve my stocking for me, "Open yours then you can give me mine." He filled my stocking with all sorts of wonderful things, my favorites candies and other snacks, beautiful, jeweled hair accessories, and more. I wrapped my arms around his neck, "Thank you so much, babe. It's all wonderful." I planted my lips against his and went to grab his stocking, I grinned to myself when I held it in my hands.

Terry was delighted with the new ties and goodies I had for him. "There's something in the bottom that... well... you'll see. I won't need to explain it." He eyed me with a devilish grin. Reaching in he stopped and looked to me, the smirk growing on his face, "You are a saucy, naughty little minx," he growled, pulling out a perfectly packaged bundle of soft red rope. Licking his lips he ran the pads of his fingers over the material, he looked up to me, "I hope you got plenty of rest last night because you won't be sleeping tonight."

We laughed and laughed, Terry told me to be prepared for being tied up in 'various beautiful positions,' as he said. Taking my hand, I half-expected him to lead me upstairs, but instead he lead me to the main front door, placing a blindfold around my eyes he took my hand and took me outside.

"This is only part of your gift," he whispered in my ear, dropping the blindfold from my eyes I gasped, my hands covering my mouth as I took in the sight of a beautiful, brand new, BMW m6 2022 power hurricane in a pearlescent white. Terry took my hand and placed the keys in my palm, "Go start it up, beautiful," he gently pushed me from the small of my back. Disarming the car I sat in the vehicle, turned it on and was filled with so much joy hearing that engine roar to life.

"Terry," I whispered, running my hands over the steering wheel, looking over all the features, "This is... this is too much."

Terry rested his hand on the roof of the car and leaned down, "No. It's not too much, I wanted to get this for you. I figured you'd like it." I looked up at him with misty eyes, shutting the car off I leaped out and into his arms, thanking him over and over again. He just chuckled and told me it was nothing. Never in my life had I ever received such a grandiose gift before, I had never owned a car of my own, ever.