@sintied
ABOUT TWO WEEKS had passed since they'd begun exploring each other, and Mellie had only waited because she didn't want to freak him out. She'd known to a certain degree that Maurice wasn't confident in that department; not to say that she blamed him for that.
In fact, in a lot of ways she thought it to be respectful of her needs and sweet in his own way. Yes, he was submissive, but she didn't quite get the kick out of it as he might have thought.
So after dinner one night, she decided that taking action would be the right way of thinking--after all, he'd follow her to the ends of Earth. Getting up her seat at the table with a gentle smile, she came over to him and took up his hand into her own, gently giving his palm a squeeze and pulling him to his feet. Something of which had become quite normal in the few months they'd been together for.
“Babe, I got a surprise 'or you. It's in our bedroom.” He wouldn't think about that too much, hopefully, right?







