Maureen

Jun 20, 2010 15:26

[continued from here]There was a man who had met a girl. The party had been interesting and he'd learned about the society he had found himself in, but in the end it came down to the girl. The man walked her home and paused at her doorstep, the very picture of a gentleman. He didn't push, not even for a kiss. He simply made polite conversation and ( Read more... )

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drama_maureen June 20 2010, 22:33:37 UTC
He probably already suspected it, but the girl was putty in his hands.

Maureen probably should have recognized that he was saying and doing all right things, which was in itself suspicious, but it had been so long since a man had been like this with her that was just eating it up. She regaled him with tales of New York, and told him about the musicals she'd starred in here on the island. He'd seemed genuinely interested, and there were a few times when she'd caught him checking her out that.

When he took her hands, she took a step backward and pulled him through the doorway. "I don't have anything to drink," she said softly, "but you should come in anyway."

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therewasaman June 20 2010, 22:38:59 UTC
"I'd love to," Patrick agreed, taking the lead and escorting her to the door. He did let her open it since it was her home, but as soon as they were inside, he closed it and then turned that seductive smile on her again.

"And now that I've got you alone..." he purred, moving closer and closer until he had her in his arms and was kissing her again. This time it wasn't nearly as sweet. This time his intentions were clear. He took the lead and claimed her lips.

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drama_maureen June 20 2010, 22:46:29 UTC
Maureen moaned into the kiss, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him back with interest. He didn't kiss at all like Jack - it was a little less smooth and a little more possessive. He kissed like he wanted her and like he intended to have her, and that was something that she very much responded to right now.

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therewasaman June 20 2010, 22:48:41 UTC
He moved his hands over the smooth, soft skin of her back where the dress left her bare. He was slow. Methodical. He pushed her back a little, holding her and supporting her and doing everything he could to take her breath away before he broke the kiss.

"So glad you asked me in," he grinned. "You've got a nice place."

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drama_maureen June 20 2010, 22:53:59 UTC
Maureen smiled at him. God but he was fucking handsome. She decided she liked the little bit of gray in his hair; it made him look more distinguished than Jack. He was... sophisticated. Not the sort of guy who had gone for her back in New York.

"Wait until you see the bedroom," she said, and pulled away from him, walking back. She looked over her shoulder at him with a come hither expression as she moved to the bedroom.

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therewasaman June 20 2010, 23:55:19 UTC
Patrick followed along, pleased that this was so easy. He had no doubt that Maureen did this a lot. She seemed very comfortable in her role of seductress. But he could feel a neediness when he kissed her and that look in her eyes had a please in it that gave away her vulnerability.

He was drawn to that look like a moth to a flame.

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drama_maureen June 20 2010, 23:58:45 UTC
Maureen waited for him to step into the bedroom, then closed the door behind him. She stood back against the door and purred, "Maybe I should lose the dress before this becomes some sort of Marilyn roleplaying thing."

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therewasaman June 21 2010, 00:00:11 UTC
"Much as I like her, maybe you should. I'd rather know the real you," he said, undoing his tie and the buttons of his shirt.

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drama_maureen June 21 2010, 00:05:34 UTC
The truth was, in her years on the island, Maureen's confidence had faltered. Part of it was being around so many beautiful people when she was used to being the hottest person in the room. Part of it was not having a forum for her performance, not being the center of attention like she craved. Part of it was her sex life dwindling, perhaps due as much to the small population of the island as the tendency of so many to pair off all around her. And maybe the biggest part of it was Mark finally rejecting her after she'd decided that she was in love with him again.

She could still put on a good show of it. And now, when she untied the back of the halter dress and let it fall and slide down her curvy hips, revealing white lacy panties underneath and a braless set of breasts that due to her youth still seemed to defy gravity, she seemed for all appearances to be completely confident about her body and her sexuality. But the truth was, she desperately needed Patrick to want her.

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therewasaman June 21 2010, 00:11:35 UTC
He smiled in approval and looked her over, drinking in the sight of her bare body. Only after he'd shed his shirt and tie did he moved forward to touch her. He didn't touch her body, though. Not at first. Patrick cupped her jaw and kissed her again. He could feel the heat of her skin so close to his chest and he gave in to the impulse to press close to her. When he broke the kiss, he looked straight into her eyes.

"You are so beautiful," he said, toying with her hair. "I think I'm a lucky guy, meeting a woman like you."

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drama_maureen June 21 2010, 00:15:43 UTC
Maureen made a small sound of approval and slid her hands up to linger lightly against his chest. "Well, I'm glad to welcome you to the island. I hope it doesn't bother you that I'm a bit, mmm... forward. I just thought we kind of clicked." In other words, she was kind of hoping this wasn't just a one-night stand. Not that she would say that.

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therewasaman June 21 2010, 00:21:34 UTC
"I felt a click," he nodded, taking hold of her shoulder and her waist to move her to the bed. He couldn't help but notice what a lovely neck she had, but he pushed those thoughts aside. Instead, he gided her to the edge fo the bed where he did a careful dance to toe off his shoes.

"How old are you, Maureen?" he asked, stroking her arm. She looked young. He liked young.

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drama_maureen June 21 2010, 00:28:11 UTC
Maureen sank easily onto the bed and tilted her head to bare her throat enticingly for him, hoping he'd kiss it.

"Twenty-six," she lied, but then laughed. He was older, after all. "Okay, twenty-nine."

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therewasaman June 21 2010, 00:30:45 UTC
Patrick smiled broadly and undid his belt. He had a nearly overwhelming desire to take it from his trousers and wrap it around that willingly bared throat. He let go of it so he could open his fly and let his pants drop. Then he pushed her down onto the bed and crawled on to of her.

"You're so young," he chuckled, then buried his face against her throat to kiss her hungrily there.

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drama_maureen June 21 2010, 00:32:48 UTC
Maureen laughed again, sounding delighted, though it turned into a soft intake of breath at the way he kissed her. She lifted her hips a little towards him. "Oh, you can't have more than, what, ten years, maybe, on me," she said.

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therewasaman June 21 2010, 00:34:52 UTC
"Ten years can make a lot of difference. Trust me," he said, licking his way from the hollow of her throat to her ear where he suckled her lobe for a moment. He arched forward and pressed the ridge of his erection against her hip and then bit her ear. Not too hard...he didn't want to scare her too much. Not now.

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