EroticReverie

Madeliene Meadows

He's such the opposite of me in everyway when you look at us side by side. Donovan is wearing dark jeans with black boots that would look like clown shoes on most due to the size of the things. He's got tattoos, on every inch of skin that's visible, except for the palm of his hands and most of his face other than the word "steadfast" that's in a fancy script starting by his temple and up over her brow, and then a symbol beneath it near his ear. His black v neck t shirt is bulging around his biceps, and he's a literal fucking giant of a man, and if he had a plaid jacket on, with an axe over his shoulder, that beard and black beanie on his head would have me thinking he was straight out of the mountains and a lumberjack. I'm softness. He's roughness. We're like oil and water sitting next to each, two visuals that just don't mix. 

"How old are you Donovan Steel Draper?" I ask him and he smiles. 

"I'm twenty nine" he answers , in his rough gravel voice that I bet shakes a room when he talks loud enough. 

"How old are you  Thumbelina?" he asks and I can't help the smile on my face at the nickname, and his reference that I remind him of his childhood movie cartoon crush. 

"I'm twenty one." I answer.

"I like your dress." he says.

"thank you Donovan." I say and I watch him lick his lips, my eyes faltering for the first time since our little stare down began. 

"You're very welcome." he says.

"You look like you stepped out of a fairytale." he says.

I feel myself flush slightly at the compliment.

"and that's a good thing , right?" I ask. 

He nods. "It is. Do you always dress like this?"

"Why?"  I ask raising my brow.

"Cause if you dont, you should." he says and I bite the corner of my lip, and it's his turn to break eye contact as they go to my mouth. But they don't just stop there. After lingering on my lips, they drop to my shoulders, my collar bone, the tie of my dress, a thin string that ties the top shut, with a little peep hole left that glimpses at my cleavage. His eyes shamelessly look directly at my chest, and then down, and down, all the way to my feet, and I swear each part of me his eyes land on tingles. 

"You're probably the prettiest fucking woman I've ever seen Thumbelina." he says and I feel my nipples tighten. 

"thank you." I say and his eyes lift back up to mine, hearing my voice change just slightly. 

"Let me take you out sometime." he says.

"On a date?" i ask in a bit of surprise. 

"Yes. On a date." he says with a little smile and lifts his beer.

"Where are you going to take me?" I ask.

"anywhere you want." he says.

"I've never seen Thumbelina." I say. 

He cocks his head. 

"I know of the movie. But I've never seen it." I say. 

"I think you should take me on a date to watch it if you're gonna keep calling me her name." I say. 

He smiles. "I dont think were gonna find it in a theatre." 

"They have to have it on one of the streaming sites, or a dvd."  I say.

"They do." he says. "On dvd at least." 

I smirk and then lean over a little.

"Donovan Steel Draper..." I say in a slightly teasing tone. "Do you...OWN a copy of Thumbelina on DVD?" I whisper. 

He narrows his eyes, and then leans in and I feel his beard against the side of my face as he whispers.

"If I say yes...are you going to come over in one of your pretty dresses and watch it with me Madeliene?" he asks , and his low fucking whisper voice is so fucking hot it sends chills down my arms, and spine and my nipples are seriously hard right now. 

"Yes." I whisper back. "I'll wear my prettiest dress" I answer and the fucking sound this man makes, his hand dropping to my knee and grabbing it through my dress.

"Promise?" he groans in my ear and I nod against the side of his face.

"uh huh" I answer and he grips my knee harder.

"You should come over tonight" he whispers in my ear, his nose nudging it and I swallow , then exhale slowly.

"To watch the movie?" I ask, nearly losing my breath. 

"You can watch the movie...I'll be watching you Madeliene." he says and I let out a little breath and I shiver. 

"You're a smooth talker, arent you?" I say , still losing my breath as his hand rubs my knee, his thumb drawing circles on my leg through my dress.

"I've said nothing but the truth...if that makes me a smooth talker, then sure." he says.

"You're a walking , living, breathing fairytale....and not to be a fucking predicatable man Thumbelina...but I want to open you up like a book , by spreading these legs, and get lost in wonderland" 

"Jesus" I exhale.

"Or we can just watch the movie...I don't care what we do...I just want to look at you some more." he says and I close my eyes. 

"I can not believe you just said that" I whisper.

"Which part?" he asks. 

"You KNOW which part." I say and he brushes his mouth on my ear.

"Did I offend you Madeliene?" he asks. I shake my head and his hand slides  over my knee and to the top of my thigh.

"Good, cause I bet it's fucking magic between these legs, and im gonna wanna write my own fairytales all over you with my tongue." 

"oh my god, are you serious" I whimper and he chuckles in my ear."jesus, where are you even...where do you come up with this stuff?" I whisper and he laughs softly. 

"Would you rather I just say I want to eat your pussy Madeliene?" he asks and I feel my core ache and I shake my head. 

"I ...no...I like it...."

"Mmm, how much do you like it....if I were to slide my hand up this pretty dress, would you be wet for me?" 

"embarrasingly so." I exhale. 

"Then you should most definitely come over to my place after this, so I can lick you into a happily ever after" 

"oh my god" I whine and he pulls back and then smiles and I know, my panties , are, absolutely, drenched. 

"I...I really do want to see the movie too though." I say and Donovan laughs. 

"Fuck, you're just precious arent you?" he says and then grabs my chin.

"We'll watch the movie. And I promise I wont distract you. Cause it's a good fuckin movie." he says with a smile. 

"but after....after the movie..." he shakes his head. "I'm going to lick you fucking dry." 

I jerk slightly in my seat as my thighs press together and my pussy spasms at his words.

"jesus" 

He smiles, the takes out his phone and hands it to me. "Put your number in." 

I do. Then hand it over to him, biting my lip. I watch him save it and add me into his phone as "Thumbelina" with a fairy emoji next to my name. And Donovan Steel Draper was not my type, but it looks like he'd made himself my type in the matter of minutes.

"Enjoy the party beautiful." he says and smiles and stands and then , just, leaves. 

My phone pings a second later.

"Text me later Thumbelina. I'll be waiting."