EroticReverie

Madeliene Meadows

I had to talk to Max to get a full list of the people that I should invite for Donovan's birthday. We've been up each others asses ever since we met and started dating, so we hardly spent time with anyone other than each other. If I was on the outside looking in, I'd probably want to barf with how in love we were with each other. But since we haven't spent much time with anyone, I've yet to meet the people he calls his friends.   

While Donovan's house isn't huge or anything, it's a simple ranch style home, but the backyard is massive and has an inground pool and land that spreads out into the lining of trees with a small pond further back. Decent sized house, with a shit load of land. It was in the suburbs , but his was a house nestled all by itself on it's own little roundabout that didn't have neighbors right smack next to him like the rest of the houses. Since his house was right on the edge of the development, his property was a lot bigger than the rest of the houses. 

Carly came over to help me set everything up while he was at work. It's not a surprise or anything, I told him I was throwing him a birthday party. Half of me wanted to do something ridiculous like through him a Thumbelina themed birthday party, just to see if he'd truly tolerate anything I did. But...I already knew , it was Donovan and if he'd walked into a party themed for the movie I reminded him of, it was highly likely he'd cancel the party, not out of anger, but to take me right there on the ground outside and fuck me. 

It was such a change to have a man that thought everything I did was spectacular. I had zero insecurities when it came to Donovan. I didn't worry about doing the wrong thing, saying the wrong thing, wearing the wrong thing. I didn't worry about talking to much, or if I looked good. The man was assuring me dozens of times each day that I was perfect, and I tell myself that I must be if I was the one lucky enough to land him. Because HE is perfect. 

I love how he gets grumpy with other people, he's never an asshole to them, but he uses his height and bad boy looks to definitely intimidate people. I just laugh a bit each time, because I know what a teddy bear he is with me. I love how safe I feel with him, he's my protector, and the absolute love of my life, and I know that we're always going to be this way. I cant see myself ever not being helplessly in love with him. I know it's still new, and that we're going to have arugments, and we're going to have fights, at least I think we will...Donovan has assured me he's letting me win every arguement we might have, because he said his only purpose now , is making me as happy as he can, and as happy as I deserve. I just can't ever find myself over this "honeymoon" phase of things. I'm constantly thinking about him, constantly dying to be around him when he's at work or I am, any second he's not near me, I feel like half of my entire being is missing.  

"Where's my future wife?" I hear his deep voice rumble as he walks into the yard from the side of the house and through the sea of people gathered and dispersed on his back lawn, all holding drinks and chatting and talking. A round of cheers for the man of the hour errupt and I get a big stupid grin on my face at him calling me his future wife. 

Hands go up in waves , a bunch of loud happy birthdays are said to him as he spots me, and crosses the lawn in my direction , giving pats on the backs to friends that stop him and tell him happy birthday. 

I'm wearing a dress I bought specifically for today, one he hasn't seen me in yet. His eyes light up as he gets closer, his eyes going up and down over the dress and the look in his eyes as he shakes his head at me has my toes squirming in the flats that I have on. He is going to fuck me so hard later. Really, really fucking hard, if that looks tells me anything at all, it's that Donovan Steel Draper likes the dress, a whole hell of a lot. 

It's a soft pink color with see through whimsical long sleeves that are slightly off the shoulder, there's elastic at the top of my breasts and right below them, the fabric covering them slightly loose ,the rest of the dress flows to the ground. There's no fancy embroidery like some of my other dresses, just the thin shimmering gossamer fabric overlayed ontop of the pale pink fabric beneath. My hair is down the way he likes it, and I've pinned it back with two small barrettes.

My smile grows the closer he gets to me, my nipples hard in my dress, and his eyes go right to the points of my nipples, his jaw clenching as swoops his arm down around me, and I throw my arms up around him as I'm lifted off the ground and put my mouth on his. 

"Happy birthday" I say to him again for probably the tenth time today. He growls against my mouth. 

"Am I a cave man if I tell you to put a bra on or something  because I dont want anyone looking at those fucking tits and how hard your fucking nipples are right now?" he growls quietly and I laugh, kissing him again. 

"They werent hard till you got here" I say and he hums , setting me down, grabbing my face, and kissing me, not at all giving a shit that everyone is watching him shower me with affection, his tongue prying my lips open and I give him what he wants. Opening my mouth, kissing him inappropriately in front of everyone. We're all adults, who cares. 

"for the love of god" he groans into my mouth. "please take care of those nipples before I take you inside and suck them right off" he growls and I laugh, pushing at his chest and smirking up at him.

"Maybe stop looking at me like you want to fuck me and they wouldnt get that way" 

"but I DO want to fuck you" he says and I grin.

"Now YOU stop looking at me like THAT" he says. "Or im gonna break my fucking zipper on my jeans" he says, grabbing my chin as I laugh and dipping down he kisses me once more. 

"Do you really want me to put a bra on?" I ask. 

"Fuck no. If anyone looks at them, I'll just fucking break a beer bottle over their head." he says and I laugh. He smiles , kissing me again. 

"I told you I'd never tell you what to fuckin wear, Im not gonna start now..you look fucking delicious" he murmurs on my mouth and I moan as he kisses me again.

"Alright , yuck" Carly says making me laugh, and I bite my lip as I pull away, tucking myself at Donovans side as he hugs me to him, his arm coming down around me as he looks to Carly and Max who are standing there.

"It's my birthday, I can do what I want." Donovan says and I just place one arm around his back, my hand resting on the middle of his torso as he dips his mouth down, placing a kiss ontop of my head. My nipples like that a lot, when he's adorable with his affection. 

"Yeah well we came here to celebrate your birthday, not watch you inspect my cousins throat with your tongue." Carly says with an eyeroll.

"He doesnt use his tongue for that." I say. Max chokes on his beer and Carly's eyes go wide.

"You little fucking succubus" Donovan growls at me, making me laugh. I lift my chin and he grabs my face with one hand by the jaw. 

"Watch that mouth Madeliene Meadows" he says and I bite my lip. 

"Yes Donovan Steel Draper." I reply with a little wink. 

He groans and Carly makes a puking noise. 

"You two are so gross." she says teasing us and I laugh. Donovan kisses my mouth hard. 

"Behave" he murmurs on my mouth. 

I know he doesn't care about me making lewd remarks in front of Carly and Max, he cares about the effect it has on him and his dick. 

We walk around together, as Donovan makes sure to thank every single person for showing up. He introduces me to every single person, and each time he makes sure to say I'm his girlfriend, and it's fucking adorable the proud smile that comes to his lips each time he says it. 

His friends are all amazing. Each one of them so nice, and a lot of them are hilarious and all seem to be ball busters. Which checks out since Donovan gives it right back to them. A few ask how we met, and few give surprised eyes when they find out I'm living with him after only dating for such a short period of time. Only a few have the balls to make a remark about how they never thought they'd see the day Donovan Draper actually dated someone. He's a good sport, he lets them make the jokes, only when one of the guys continues to go on about it does he give them that "alright, that's enough" intimidation stare.  As if he thinks anything they say could scare me off. 

Everyone eats, then drinks some more. The evening goes on, and some people, those with kids leave after only a bit, the rest of the singles or couples that have no other obligations or a babysitter that they can afford to pay for longer stay and drink and laugh and listen to the music I've played through the windows at the back of the house using Donovans play list. 

I make sure to replace drinks as the guests empty their bottles, keeping an eyes on everyone to make sure they're having a good time. There's cake, and I definitely make sure I do the embarrassing thing of having everyone sing to him and make him blow out candles. 

I pass out cake to the people who want it after giving Donovan his piece first. When the last piece is passed, I look to Donovan who has long since finished his piece. I point with the knife to the cake.

"You want another piece?" I ask him as his friends are all occupied with conversation and more drinking. Donovan smiles and nods. I cut another piece and walk to the side of the picnic table where he's sitting and he takes the plates, sets it down.  He's sitting, straddling the wooden seat, since he's so damn tall, that sitting forward would just be awkward for him. 

"Sit" he says, grabbing my waist and I smile, doing as he tells me. I slip my dress over the seat and face the table, my legs underneath it as I sit in front of him. 

"Eat your cake" I say and push the plate towards him. 

"hmm" he says and then takes his finger, and I watch him drag it through the buttercream frosting, then lift it to my mouth and I cock my brow. I look around, then back to his finger when I decide it's okay to suck my boyfriends finger. 

I open my mouth and he slides it in with a grin. 

"Suck it good Thumbelina" he whispers and I mouth closes around his finger and I squirm in my seat as my tongue pushes against his finger at his words. Filthy. 

"Good girl" he whispers to me and my body is fucking read to go with the way he's looking at me and talking to me in a deep whisper that still , everytime makes my body errupt with a shiver down my spine. 

His finger draws out and Donovan puts his thumb to the frostin on the piece of cake and then bring it to my lips and smears it over my mouth with a grin. My eyes are so heavy as I look up at him and then he shoves his thumb in my mouth. I suck it hard and he groans, sliding it back out and then leaning down he licks my mouth with his tongue and bites and sucks my lower lip as I whimper softly. 

"I'm going to cover your body in frosting later, and lick you clean Madeliene Meadows." he promises and then bites my lip again and I moan. 

"Then you're gonna fuck my face with your sweet little fairy cunt" he growls low against my mouth and I gasp as he brings his mouth to my ear.

"I want to lay you on this fucking table and bury my face under that pretty fucking dress and eat that fucking pussy , right fucking now" Donovan growls in my ear and I curse softly. 

Donovan's hand moves and it slides over my stomach of my dress and right beneath my breasts as he keeps whispering in my ear.

"The cake is sweet....but your pussy is sweeter..." he says as his thumb grazes up over one of my breasts and he groans as my breath hitches and his thumb passes my hard nipple. 

He looks around, and the way we're face , there's nobody in front of me, the table is close to the house and I'm facing the back of the house, everyone who is still here is to the back of me, spread out at other tables or standing in the yard talking as Donovans pinches my nipple through the fabric. I moan, squriming my seat and then his hand cups my breast, palming it, rubbing them through my dress. 

"Donovan" I practically pant. 

"I'm thankful for the party Thumbelina...but fuck I'm pissed I have to wait to get my mouth on these" he says and then his hand slides up and then down into the top of my dress and I grab his shirt, pulling him to me, making him lean down as he grabs my breast and rolls my nipple in his fingers. His hand down the top of my dress as we make out at the table, his mouth on mine, our tongue desperate and hungry. I bite his lip and he groans, pinching my nipple hard and I yelp, and he grins, kissing from my mouth down my neck. He rubs my breast, then the other and then his hand slides up my neck and his mouth goes to my ear. 

"You're getting fucked deep tonight Madeliene" he says and I whimper and nod. 

"And I'm cumming in your sweet little pussy tonight" he groans and my breath hitches. 

"yes" I breathe and he groans. 

"Fuck" he groans and then kisses me. 

"Tell me I get to cum inside you tonight Meadows." he says looking in my eyes.

I nod. "I want you to cum inside me Donovan. I want it so much" 

His nostrils flare and then he groans.

"Get inside...party is over...I'm saying goodbyes, and I want you, laying on our fucking bed ready to get fucked." 

I exhale harshly. "yes Donovan"