for James

[drama_maureen]

[ continued from hereMaureen led Wilson down to the basement, and was pleased to find the room empty. She closed and locked the door and then winked at him and walked over to her bed, heels clicking. She pulled out the chest from underneath and opened it up on the bed. There, nestled in purple velvet, was her gift from the island, assorted sex

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[real_buzzkill]

"Wow." Wilson gaped for a second, with all the embarrassment and delight appropriate to an adult man confronted with such an assortment. He picked up the dildo and examined it, moving a finger up and down the shaft. "This is... really big."

[drama_maureen]

"That's the great thing about toys," Maureen said, moving to stand behind him. "It's all about fantasy." She wrapped her arms around his waist from behind, pulling herself close against him and then slid her hands down his hips.

[real_buzzkill]

He groaned at the contact and pressed back against her. Being touched .. he needed to be touched, to know that somebody wanted him. "Anything you want, gorgeous. Anything."

[drama_maureen]

With the heels on, she was just about exactly his height, and it was easy to lower her mouth to his neck and trail a line of kisses up to his ear. "I don't have an agenda, sugar. Except screaming you name before it's all said and done."