I nodded as my head started swimming at the wonderful sensations he was creating between my legs.“Yes, Sir.I would love to see how hard I've made you.”
He pulled his fingers out of me and then—
Smack.
“Two!”I said, loud enough to please him.I hoped so at least.
“Was drawing me as a giant chicken, nice, Francesca?”he asked, rubbing my behind.
I let out a small laugh.“No, Sir.”
He squeezed my cheek with his big hand.“Then why did you do it?”
I laughed silently and then told him the truth, “Because I was ticked off.And because you're fun to tease.”
His hand stopped squeezing.“Why is it fun to tease me?”
I swallowed and shrugged.“Because it is.”
He squeezed me again.“Be more specific, Francesca.”He stated firmly.
“Because I love it when you laugh, Sir.Especially if I was the reason for it.”I smiled to myself.
“And why did you fight me when I tried to give you a gift?”
I took in a breath and let it out.“It makes me feel—weird, Sir.Like you're paying me to be your wife or something.And nobody ever gives me anything.I don't know how to act, I guess.That's probably part of it.”That last bit had just kind of fallen out from nowhere.It actually stunned me into silence.I hadn't realized that might be a reason why I was so resistant to accepting gifts from him.
All of a sudden, I was off his lap and on my knees beside him.His eyes seemed to study my face for a long while.Then he pulled something out of his pocket.“Let's try this again.”He held out the white box to me.
I took the soft white box and opened it.I inhaled in shock.There sat the largest diamond earrings I'd ever seen.“How much did these cost?”
Before I could blink, Stefan took the box out of my hand, snapped it shut, and then I was being hauled over his lap again.
And then—
Smack.
“Three!”I said, feeling the sting on that one.
And again, he moved me off his lap and onto my knees.“Try that one more time, Francesca.Really,” he emphasized that word, “try hard this time.”
He handed me the box, and I instantly felt tears form behind my eyes.And this time, when I opened it—those tears started to fall.“They're—” my vision clouded, and I felt myself completely dissolve.I tried to blink away my tears.“They're beautiful, Sir,” I choked out.No one had ever given me anything this extravagant.I swallowed over the dry lump in my throat as I sobbed.“Thank you, Sir.”
Stefan's hands cupped my face, and his thumbs wiped away my tears.“Much better, Francesca.Much better.”He kissed me then, long and hard.
When he finally let me go, he said, “Put them in your ears.”
I bit my lip and nodded, quickly doing exactly what he said.I first took out the small earrings I already had in and then put in the new ones.I sat there and waited for what he wanted me to do next.
“They look gorgeous on you, Francesca.”He held my eyes with his.“But they pale to your beauty.”
A few more tears fell, but I was able to control them for the most part.“Thank you, Sir.”
He nodded, and then with a smexy smirk, he said, “I want you to show me how thankful you are, Francesca.”I was slightly confused by his words.I needed more of a clue than that.
I didn't have to wait long.His eyes dropped to his crotch.
Oh.
