Page 60 of Echoes of Temptation
It’s me wrapped up in a nice silky bow.
“We can change anything you want,” I tell her honestly. “There isn’t a single thing in this room that I would be upset to lose. Apart from you.”
“So cheesy,” she giggles. “I like this room. It feels dark and comforting. A bit like you.”
“You find me dark and comforting?” I tease, enjoying the uncertainty in her eyes as she takes a few steps back.
“With a huge ego,” she adds turning and making her way to the bed. “You do realize that I’m going to need a ladder to climb onto this bed, right?”
“I can just toss you on it, baby,” I tease. “No need for ladders or stepstools.”
“From the three seconds I was able to look around your kitchen, stepstools are one hundred percent a requirement.”
I’ve already taken care of her short needs and have stools placed in every room. But she doesn’t need to know that right now.
“Baby,” I smile. “I’m going to put you on the bed.”
“You are?” she asks breathlessly.
“I am,” I answer. “Then I’m going taste that pussy that has been the focus of my cock’s attention since the day I met you.”
“My… you’re…huh?”
“Yeah, baby,” I chuckle. “Then I’m going to fuck you until all of that uncertainty and doubt leaves your head.”
“Virgin,” she mutters.
“Not for very much longer, Madaline.”
I don’t even bother hiding my laughter once she’s backed completely against the bed. It reaches her chest.
“My beautiful, short woman,” I laugh.
I lean down, grip her around the hips, and hoist her onto the bed.
“See,” she laughs as she lands. “Shorter bed.”
“Nah, I rather like tossing you around.”
Before she has a chance to think about it, I have her leggings yanked down and tossed to the floor.
“King,” she gasps trying to toss the blanket over her lap.
“Nope,” I say, shoving it away. “Don’t hide from me, baby. I love you and I love your body. Please, trust me that I know what I want.”
It takes her several long moments before she courageously relaxes back.
“Spread those legs as wide as you can, Madaline,” I order.
Again, I wait patiently for her to work through her nerves.
“Good girl,” I say as she spreads her legs slightly. “I won’t fit between that small crack, baby. Much wider, please.”
With a sigh, she spreads her delicious-looking legs as wide as she can. When her thigh’s part I nearly groan at the sight of her cotton-covered pussy.
I’ve thought about this for a long time, now. I don’t want to overwhelm her and ask her to be completely naked in front of me our first time together. Clothing means comfort and I’ve taken the only item away that I intend to. Instead, I lean forward, kissing her thighs as I go, and slide her pink panties to one side.
“Oh my,” she says before I have a chance to do anything.