⬻Damien⤖
It's been two days since Kaye showed up at the house. Maggie was clearly upset by it. I hadn't dated Kaye since high school and didn't know why she came to the house. She was always a bit odd and partially why I found myself drifting away from her. She was always more immature than me and that's saying a lot. I didn't want Maggie to think I had feelings for Kaye or that I had allowed her to show up like that unannounced. I could tell she had really got Maggie worked up but didn't know why. Maggie refused to talk to me about it.
She's been quiet ever since, and I felt like I've let her down. She made small talk and politely responded to me but she was hesitant to let me back in. I had to make it up to her. I took her to the Pearl Harbor Memorial and she seemed to enjoy it as much as anyone could. She even met one of the park rangers and talked about the conservation effort they were working on. I found myself mesmerized by her and thinking about her more than she probably thought of me.
Yesterday, I took her to bike at Kilauea volcano and she was enthralled by the site and the history again. I knew she was enjoying herself but there was still an absence of light from her. Her spirit wasn't fully in it.
This morning I woke up and found her meditating out on the front lawn. Her body completely relaxed and beautiful. I had to make her see how amazing she is, who she was as a woman and human. She needed to see her spirit again. I had an idea after the first night but didn't know how to put it into action just yet.
I watched her stretch and pose majestically and found myself lost in her. I had to let her know that she was worth everything I had to give and all that she had to give.
She stood from her pose and began to gather her mat. She turned and found me watching her. As much as she tries to fight it she was attracted to me. Her breathing would change and she tended to touch herself somewhere on her body as if to ground herself to the real world.
She smiled back politely but it didn't reach her eyes. I was becoming too needy in my own right waiting for her. I began to doubt my plan thinking my actions were too mellow. Perhaps she needed a new challenge, someone to compete with.
She walked towards me and I grabbed her gently by the arm, "Good morning".
Maggie met my gaze and inhaled. She seemed relaxed, centered even. Her energy focused and purposeful. "Good morning Damien, did you enjoy the view", she quipped at me with the slightest sexy bite of the lips.
I wondered who would break first. Who would give into the passion first? "I did indeed, perhaps this could become a new morning ritual for the both of us", I stated hopefully.
"Ah, you could always join me, you know", she shifted her weight and I could tell my hand on her body was making her think intimate thoughts.
"I think there are other things I'd like to join you in Maggie", I blinked and licked my lips. She looked at me with hooded eyes. "Like the bed, or that hammock, or right here on the porch right now", tempting her to see how she'd react.
"Wouldn't be the first time for me", she replied bashfully. She was tempting me back and I liked it. I felt her hand travel to my chest and the warmth was instant. Man, did we need to meditate days ago, if this is the result. Her other hand found its way to my pajama pants and lingered by the elastic band. I felt myself stand at full attention and waited for her to travel a bit more south.
I reached my other hand down to her hip and wrapped it around her bottom and let it settle there. Her breath went deep again and I saw her lick her lips. Challenge accepted.
I leaned down and my hand on her ass give her a quick tap. I lowered my head and let my lips linger next to her ear and said to her, "If you really want it you should come and take it". I looked into her eyes and felt my hands move and wander up her body slowly. Up her stomach to her breasts. Her nipples aching for release and I loved that I made her feel this way.
"Who said I want it?" she slowly whispered out to me and I could see her try to rein herself in.
I continued my journey and flicked her nipples lightly. Her body jolted and she bit her lip. I couldn't resist her any longer and my lips found their way to hers. I met her with force and need this time. I needed to be with her. I needed to be inside her. She let her naughty hand travel under my pants and I felt her run her hands through my coarse hairs.
She met my kisses back with ferocity and passion. I could feel the change in her lips. She was starting to give me the bite of life I knew she had in her. I invaded her mouth this time and met her tongue. She moaned in my mouth and I felt myself lean closer to her needing her to go even deeper in my pants, to feel what she was doing to me.
Maggie deepened the kiss and I leaned us up against the house. I pushed her closer to my body so there was no doubt my erection was noticed. I let my hands go in her hair and then down to her ass, groping her to memorize how her body felt. I started to find myself drifting under her shirt and under her pants. I wanted to have her so badly. She wanted me too and I could feel her body vibrate with need. Her little moans drove me crazier as we kissed.
Maybe this is what she really needed. Maybe she needed this passion to understand how powerful she is. I drove my hand further south in her panties and found them wet, and I broke the kiss and grinned at her.
"My, my, my, Maggie, Maggie. Someone seems to be a bit wet", I smiled at her and then bit her lip seductively. Her body leaned into me and I dug deeper into her panites. She looked at me with the eyes of a goddess demanding me to move forward, to cherish her. "Maggie, did I make you wet?" I asked her as I kissed her cheeks and lips again.
"No", Maggie playfully insisted. Such a minx.
"Maggie, do you want me? Do you need me?" I asked her searching for the truth, needing the truth from her.
She shook her head playfully and then her hand met my shaft and she gave it a squeeze. God I needed her so badly.
My internal conscience popped in and tells me to stop, tells me that she needs to be her own person before she could give herself to me. I looked into her eyes as she starts to pump me. My physiological need becomes more important than my moral one.
"Maggie", I moaned as she continued her assault.
"Damien", she whispered out and quickened her pace. She going to push me over the edge and she knows it. She knew exactly what she's' doing. So I challenged her back. I wanted her to break first. I moved my hand into her entrance and tease her with my fingers. I brought them in and out and her body started to react. I dug a bit deeper and curved them up and in and out. Over and over while she assaulted me with her hand.
I heard our panting against each other. When I looked into her eyes I find that light, the one we've both been looking for. She's got it right there, had it there all along. I watched her close her eyes and her free hand claw at my back. She's close and so am I.
"Come with me Maggie", I said and I found my release with hers. I kissed her and removed my hand from her pants. She left her hand holding me in place.
Maggie finally let go and I felt myself wanting it back there, wanting it to stay there all the time. I kissed her again and again and she broke the kiss and smiling. "That was great", she confessed.
"You are so amazing" I declared and then whispered close in her ear, "I'm not done with you though". My hands held her in place and she beamed at me. "I want all you Maggie, and I know you can't give me one hundred percent just yet but I want whatever you can give me. I need you like you wouldn't believe", I professed to her.
Her eyes go dark a bit and I squeezed her close to me. "I'm trying and I will give it my best shot, know that please. It's just hard and I know it will get easier, it has, with you. Just be patient with me", she asks gently.
"I'll wait and I will be ready Maggie, more than ready" I winked at her and took her hand. I turned us to the door and brought her into the kitchen. "Now time for breakfast" I said as I winked at her.
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The Pursuit
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