EroticReverie

Madeleine

My cousin Car and Donovan’s best friend Max are the first ones we tell about our engagement. Of course my cousin Car gives me a little speech. Which I shutdown and tell her just to be happy for me, because I’m the happiest I’ve ever been. 

It’s been a week since I had Donovan slip the perfect, simple, stunning ring onto my finger. The fact it’s not a traditional ring, makes it all the more perfect, and I keep looking at it. Over and over all day everyday and can’t believe Donovan wants to be my husband. I can’t believe how fast things have gone and can’t believe I have not one ounce of fear about making the decision to get married. But, I’ve never been so sure about anything in my entire life. Donovan says I’m the one straight out of a fairytale, but he’s the one that seems unreal. He’s everything I’ve ever wanted in a partner, and there hasn’t been a single day that he hasn’t made sure that he tells me how special I am or how beautiful I am to him. And I believe him when he tells me he’ll never let a day go by without telling me. 

“What are you thinking about princess?” He asks as we sit on the couch together watching a movie. 

I lift my gaze from my hand and turn my head to him , my head resting against his arm that he has wrapped around me. 

“You.” I say and she smiles down at me. 

“Uh oh, what did I do?” He asks with a playful smile and I roll my eyes. 

“Nothing…everything…you’re perfect.” I say and he hums softly and then turns slightly in his seat and I lift my hand to his chest and let my eyes flit all over his handsome face. 

“You’re so handsome” I sigh dreamily , like a teenage girl staring at a poster of her favorite celebrity on her wall. 

“Thank you baby” he smirks and I nod slightly and lift my hand to his face and gently run my fingertips along his beard and I think about how before Donovan , I was never a fan of facial hair , but now I think I’d cry my eyes out if he ever shaved his beard. 

“I love you so much” I whisper to him and he smiles at me. 

“I Love you too” he says and I let out another sigh and slight whimper. He chuckles slightly. 

“I know that noise” he says and I lift my eyes to his. 

“What noise?” I ask. 

“Your little fuck me whimper” he says and I smile and laugh slightly. 

“I did not whimper, and I don’t have a fuck me whimper” I argue and he smirks. 

“You did. And yes you do. It’s adorable. It’s a little frustrated sound.” He says and then grabs my face and then leans down pressing his mouth to mine. 

“I can’t help it” I whimper. “I want to fuck you, all the time”

He chuckles. “Why would I even want you to try to fight that?, when I’m constantly thinking about getting inside of you” he says and I moan and reach up behind his head and pull his mouth harder to mine. 

We haven’t stopped , haven’t been able to keep our hands off each other when we’re together. Anytime we go somewhere , it’s cut short because we need to go home and get naked with each other. Even having my period this past week, when I normally wouldn’t let my exes even touch me during that time of my month, Donovan insisted he didn’t care and would just lay a towel down and pound into me.  I tried to tell him no, that it was too messy, but he’d insisted he didn’t care. And , he definitely didn’t. 

“My future wife is so fucking hot” he groans and then grabs me and pulls me onto his lap so I’m straddling him and then is leaning me back and kissing down my neck and over my upper chest. His hands bunching in my dress as he pulls at it and lifts it and I shift on my knees until it’s lifted enough for me to sit comfortably as we make out. 

I could kiss this man for hours , for days. Everyday , at least once , I’ll kiss him until our lips are sore and swollen. 

I moan as his hands slide onto my thighs and his lips slip over my skin and back up my throat as I grind against the worlds most perfect cock through his jeans. 

“I love you” he whispers on my skin with a groan. And Donovan had his own fuck me sounds. Much like my frustrated whimper, her current groan is one that makes it clear that he  too can’t stand how much we constantly need one another. 

“I love you too” I moan and slip my hands into his hair as he licks my neck and gently bites it and my hips roll as I sit on his lap. My pussy dragging over her dick and against the rough fabric of his jeans. 

“Youre the prettiest fucking woman in the whole world” he groans in my ear. “I can’t believe I get to spend everyday of the rest of my life with you” he says and then growls low in my ear and I whimper as I grind against him faster , and I’m already close to cumming and he knows it as he lays more kisses below my ear and nudges his nose along my neck and my ear. 

“I can’t keep my hands off you, can’t keep my eyes off you” he groans and I pant as his hand slips onto my chest and he gently eases me back. 

I lean back , my hands on his knees as I keep rolling my hips and he smiles at me. His eyes going over my body as I sit there in the sky blue dress he bought for me the other day.  It’s long and has the romantic look of all my other “fairy” dresses as he calls them. The sleeves are short and the top part around my breasts is a stretchy elastic fabric and his hands slip up over my stomach and to my breasts as he tugs it down and lets it rest below my tits. 

“God you’re so fucking beautiful” he exhales and then slides his hands to the sides of my breasts, letting the thumbs on each of his hands stroke over the underside of my breast and up over my nipples. 

Every single touch from Donovan was perfect, I loved the way he touched me. The way his hands felt like they belonged on my body, like I was truly made just for him. 

His thumbs circle my hard nipples and he gently grabs each one and pinches them gently. I whimper as I keep grinding against him.  Whether he was gentle or rough , it didn’t matter. Because everything he did , drove me insane. 

“Pretty little thing” he exhales with a slight groan. “With your pretty little pussy rubbing against me….these pretty tits” he says and pinches my nipples harder and pulls them as I hiss. My head going back as I moan louder , my orgasm right at the edge, and I try to ride it out, try to edge myself as long as I can, not wanting to cum just yet. 

“Mmm, sexy fucking girl” he groans and then grabs my tits gently, squeezing them and rubbing his hands over them and then down the torso of my dress. 

“God you look so fucking good in this dress” he says as he grabs my waist and starts to move his own hips. Grinding against me. 

“You look so fucking good Madeleine” he groans and I whimper as my head goes back and grind him even harder, faster, and he groans as he grabs my hips firmly and squeezes as he thrusts against me , over and over, as if he were actually fucking me and I bounce on his lap from his movements as my hips roll desperately against his cock through his jeans. 

“I love when you tease my cock like this baby”

“I love watching you spoil your pussy and take what you need from me”

“Everything you do, makes me so fucking hard for you Madeleine”

“Youre a merciless little cock tease with every single thing you do”

“You are so fucking sexy” he groans as I keep grinding , panting , on the verge of losing my will to edge myself. 

“I’ve never seen anything as perfect as you”

“You drive me fucking crazy”

“Every second of the day, I’m thinking about you”

“About touching you”

“Kissing you”

“Fucking you”

“Making love to you”

I look at him , knowing he loves me looking at him whenever I cum. 

“Donovan” I moan as I whimper. 

“Cum baby” he breathes. “You deserve to cum now and forever , you pretty little angel”

I finish the climb , letting my body surrender to him , loving when he instructs me to cum, I love that he knows what it does to me when I hear him command me to let go. 

I let out a cry , my mouth falling open as my eyes stay on his , my clit throbbing and pulsing against his jeans as I keep riding and grinding and he groans and pulls me down hard against him and is grinding back against me as I pant. His hands are rough as the grab my hips harder and he’s thrusting against me , making me cum harder as I place my hands on his chest and he grabs me , wrapping his arms around me as he keeps grinding against me and I whimper as I turn to jello and he grunts. His hips jerking upward against me and he groans into my hair as he holds my head. Pressing his mouth against my head as he breathes hard and cums in his pants.