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Chapter List
- 1-One
- 2-Two
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For now this is just a one-shot. I may or may not add a second part to it...haven't decided yet.

ETA: Well, as you can see, I finally made up my mind. Engaged is now a two parter. I have other ideas, but I'm not sure if I should add them to this and make it a full fledged story. Or if I should just do a series of one shots. Have to pick up my thinking cap again, I guess ;-) .

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Engaged

Jean looked around the small room that held so many beautiful
memories. Sighing at the feel of Lionel
wrapping his arms around her, drawing her back against his body, she shivered
at the feel of his warm lips against her bare shoulder.
�Did I tell
you how beautiful you look in this dress?�
Lionel whispered, his lips still caressing the soft skin of her
shoulders.
Leaning her
head to the side to give Lionel better access, Jean placed her hands over
his. �Yes, you did�when you tried to
take it off me about three minutes after I had put it on.� She smiled cheekily at him.
Lionel
chuckled as he turned her around to face him, his hands on her shoulders,
gently caressing the silken skin. �I�ve
had to fight all during the party to keep from kissing or caressing your bare
shoulders.�
Jean�s
piercing gaze met his. �We aren�t at the
party anymore.� Her voice was low and
husky.
Lionel stood
looking down at the woman in his arms.
Her blue eyes gazing up at him with all the love they�d had so many years
ago. The love that had never died;
lasting through the miles that separated them, the cruel way fate had torn them
apart, and two marriages.
Looking at
the hands that rested on his chest, Lionel noticed that all the rings, but the
one he�d given her tonight, were missing.
Lifting her hand, he placed a soft kiss over the ring. �I can�t believe it�really.� He mused as he tucked her hair behind her
ear.
�Can�t
believe what, Love?� Jean smiled at
him, her eyes a bit teary at the way he�d been looking at her. She had seen the lost look she had tried so
hard to erase. The pain, that still
lingered in unguarded moments, made her heart break. Why had fate been so cruel to them? She had been lucky and very happy with David, but Lionel�a tear
rolled down her cheek at the thought.
Lionel wiped
the tear from her cheek. �I can�t
believe that you are here in my arms, wearing my ring on your finger and that
in a couple of weeks, you�ll be mine.�
�I�m already
yours, Lionel. I always have been�even
when I was married to David�there was a part of me that still belonged to
you. I think David sometimes felt a bit
scared because he knew that I didn�t love him completely.� Jean�s finger gently caressed his lips.
�Why did you
take your other rings off?� his curiosity
got the better of him.
Jean
smiled. �Because, your ring�at least
for tonight�deserves to be the only one.
Tonight, this ring is all that I need.�
Lionel leaned
forward and placed a tender kiss on her lips.
�I was so sure this night had been ruined earlier, but now�now I�m glad
we let Penny and Steven have our room at the hotel. This is the better place to be tonight.�
�Yes, it
is. But I don�t have an oyster colored
slip.� Jean�s eyes twinkled up at him.
Drawing his
finger along Jean�s collarbone and over her shoulder, Lionel moved closer. �This will do.� His low, husky voice made Jean shiver.
Jean sighed
and closed her eyes as she felt Lionel�s fingers slipping beneath the collar of
her dress, pushing it down her shoulders until it was passed her breasts. Opening an eye to peer at him to see why he
had stopped, her breath caught when his fingers, like butterfly wings, deftly
traced along the lacey edges of the bra she wore�burning a path along the soft
flesh at the swell of her breasts.
�Black lace�� Lionel breathed as he struggled to keep
himself in check. �I think I�ve found
another article of your clothes to add to my favorites list.�
Jean
swallowed hard, trying control the fierce fire that was beginning to burn
through her blood. �You�have�a�a�list?� she finally managed to stutter out.
�Yes.� Was his simple answer as his fingers again
slipped under the collar of the dress and pushed it off her arms, letting the
material finally pool at her feet.
�Blast and damn.� His breath
quickened as he got a look at what was really underneath the dress. �Where?
And when have you started wearing things like this?�
Jean couldn�t
help it and a breathy giggle escaped.
�I have no idea where because Judith and Sandy brought it to me while
you were out this afternoon�and when�tonight.
I�ve never worn anything like this in my life.� She blushed slightly as she looked down at
the strapless lace one piece undergarment she wore. She didn�t even know what it was called, much less what had
possessed her to wear it.
�No need to
be embarrassed. It is�� Lionel took a step closer, his hands coming
up to rest on her hips. �It is very�� he shrugged, not really knowing how to
express what it was. �I like it�very
much.�
Jean rested
her hands against Lionel�s chest as she pressed her lower body closer to
him. �I can see how much you like it.�
Turning her gaze up at him, her breath caught at the way he was looking
at her. �Would you like it if I bought
more?�
Lionel shook
his head and let his hands caresses the curves of her waist and hips. �Gads, no.
You�d kill me. I rather like
this one, and think that it will do quite nicely for special occasions.�
�Only special
occasions?� Jean asked with a raised
eyebrow, her body beginning to tremble under Lionel�s gentle and arousing
touch.
�Yes�� Lionel breathed then put a finger to her
lips. �No more talk.�
Jean nodded
and held her breath in anticipation of his next move. As her eyelids slowly slid shut, she saw him leaning toward
her. His kiss was just a mere caress at
first, growing slowly in it�s intensity and passion. She had never understood how he could do that when he was so
clearly aroused. He definitely had
better control of himself that she always had.
Then she smiled inwardly�this was why he was such a wonderful and
perfect lover.
Breaking
their kiss only out of the need to breath, Lionel smiled down at the flushed
face of his love. His eyes telling her
that he knew what she was thinking.
Skimming his hands up her sides and to her breasts, he gently cupped
them letting his thumbs caress over her erect nipples�grinning when he felt her
shiver and heard her sharp intake of breath.
Clothes fell
away as Lionel carefully moved them to the bed. Laying her back against the pillows, he laid down at her
side. �Still so beautiful.� He whispered almost reverently as his hand
caressed over her breasts, down her stomach and down her thighs before starting
the process again.
Jean turned
onto her side, her hand moving to Lionel�s body and mimicking the caresses he was
making on her own body. Looking up at
him, a tear rolled down her cheek. �Oh
Lionel. I�m so sorry for all those
years you were alone.�
�Shh.� He told her before gently touching her lips
with his. �It�s over now, and I have
all that I ever wanted right here in my arms.�
He tenderly wiped the tear from her cheek.
�I�ll never
let you be lonely again.� She
whispered, her hand cupping his face.
�I haven�t
been lonely since I found you again.
Even before we managed to sort things out, I suppose my heart knew that
first day that we would be together again��
he smiled and traced her lips with his finger. �And it was right.�
�Oh
Lionel.� She sighed before touching his
lips in a kiss. �I do believe you said
no more talk.�
�So I
did.� Lionel agreed even as his hand
clipped from it�s resting place on her hip to knead the soft flesh of her
buttocks.
Closing her
eyes, Jean gasped when she felt Lionel�s hand lifting her thigh over his just
before his hand caressed the wet folds of her center. �Lionel.� She hissed as a
finger slipped inside her, nudging against her g-spot.
Lionel,
continuing his exploration, covered Jean�s mouth with his. Feeling her squirming against him, he
lightly drug a fingernail over the aroused bud of her desire, satisfied when he
received the reaction he�d been expecting.
Jean bucked
against Lionel�s touch as her fingernails dug into his shoulder. �Oh!�
she gasped breathily.
�Lionel�please�� she begged as
her body tensed, her muscles tightening with each stroke of his fingers.
One more
careful thrust inside her wet folds accompanied by another careful scrape of
his nail over her clit, and Lionel felt Jean�s body give in to the orgasm, her
inner muscles gripping his finger.
Slipping his finger from her warm flesh, he moved closer, replacing his
finger with his erection. �Mmm.� He felt his own body shiver as her warmth
sheathed him, the feeling of being home washing over him.
Jean opened
her eyes and cupped his face. �You�re
home now.�
�Yes, I
am.� Lionel caressed her hip as he
slowly began to thrust in and out�the rhythm matching that of their
hearts. Soon their mouths joined in a
heated kiss�their tongues mimicking the movements of their bodies.
Jean could
feel another release building and clutched Lionel�s shoulders as the first wave
hit her. �Ooh�faster,
Lion�el�.please�� She panted out, her
body arching into his.
Lionel
groaned as he buried his face in her hair.
�Hold�on�Love.� He managed just
before all control was gone. Thrusting
once, twice�three times in a frantic pace, he held against her as his body
jerked filling her and she cried out his name�her release joining his.
�Oh, sweet
heaven.� Lionel groaned when his breath
finally calmed.
Jean snuggled
against Lionel�s chest, her leg sliding from his. Not liking the loss of the contact, and knowing her leg wouldn�t
stay because of the slickness of their skin, she bent her leg and nudged her
knee between his legs, wrapping her calf around his. �It�s almost like I�m nineteen again.�
�Almost.� Lionel agreed. �But I don�t remember making love in this position.�
Jean tilted
her head back and smiled at him. �No,
neither do I. I like this position,
though�very much.�
Brushing her
damp hair from her forehead, Lionel placed a soft kiss there�his tongue licking
at the salty slickness of it. �I like
this position, too. And I�m glad we
aren�t young�it was always too rushed, then.
Now, I can love you and enjoy touching you without my need consuming me
to the point that it�s a furious rush to satisfy my need.�
�Oh,
Love. I agree�we always were a bit too
rushed to stop and take our time to caress and enjoy just touching and
kissing.� She kissed him softly. �Although, you still have more patience than
I.� her hand rubbed softly up and down
his arm that was draped over her waist.
�Shall we sleep now?�
Lionel smiled
at her statement of his patience�she was right. She could still be rather impatient. �We should. Although I
can�t promise that I won�t wake you up in a few hours to make love to you
again.�
Jean
giggled. �That is�if I do not wake you
first.�
Lionel
chuckled. �Must be this room that makes
us seem so insatiable.�
Jean cupped
his cheek, her thumb caressing his face.
�No, Love�not the room.� Her
eyes told him what she left unsaid.
�No, not the
room.� He concurred before shifting
their positions to better suit them for sleeping. �I love you, my darling Pooh.�
Lionel whispered, his lips placing a feathery kiss against her ear.
Jean felt her
throat clog, her eyes water. �And I
love you, so very much, my love.�
Lionel felt
Jean snuggling closer and wrapped his arms a little tighter around her. She had fussed at him over using the term engaged, but�he smiled�he didn�t think she
minded it tonight. No, most definitely
not. They were truly and
finally�engaged.
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