The Unrejectable Offer

Lucas

“This…is a major bad idea.” I managed to say.

Ariel didn’t seem to be listening to me; she raised her hands and touched my face lightly. My breath caught with the impact of her cool fingers on my bare skin.

This is a totally bad idea, Lucas! Remember why you’re in Woodstock!! Flee…

The voice in my head was loud and clear; I caught Ariel’s wrist, holding it firmly. She didn’t struggle, didn’t flinch.

All Ariel did was lock her eyes in mine, and I seemed to drown in their depths. It was all the confirmation that I needed. All the go-ahead.

Flee, Lucas. Now!!!

Instead of listening to the wise counsel inside my head, I ruined it all by wrapping my hand around her waist and pulling her into me.

God! She felt so good!!! The rebellious voice screamed in my head.

I didn’t think twice about placing my lips on hers. The taste was the same, but the feel…oh gosh…the feel of her lips.

I pushed my tongue in, and so willing, she granted me access to the ocean of her mouth. My tongue dived past her teeth, gently at first, but it began an excess rampage when it tasted the sweetness of those lips.

Ariel cooed, pressing into me. She grabbed my face with her hands, caressing my cheeks and ears, tracing her fingers along my eyebrows before digging them into my hair.

She pulled back but didn’t break the kiss and began pulling the polo I had on. I lifted my hands so she could take off my shirt.

Our lips fused together fiercely, the sound it made blinding me of all reasoning.

Since Kimberly and I parted ways, I have not been with another woman. Maybe that would explain my inability to resist kissing Ariel.

It had to be the reason why I wanted to lift her up and take her to the kitchen sink despite all the warnings in my head.

My chest laid bare, and Ariel ran her hands all over my biceps. Her fingers greased my nipples, and I sucked in my breath through my teeth.

Ariel returned to kissing me, caressing my lips with hers. And I returned the favor. She bit my lips, and an involuntary moan escaped my throat.

Damn, Lucas. You’re hopeless.

“Ariel…?”

“Uhmm…” she purred into my mouth.

I needed to get her to listen. Somehow, she needed to understand we’d both regret this when it was over.

She broke the kiss, bent her head, and kissed my chest. “Hmmm…”

I flung back my head and closed my eyes; my control was slipping.

“L-listeen to me…” I fought to get the words out because she was on tiptoes, kissing my neck and fumbling with the zipper of my pants.

I caught both her wrists again, forcing her to raise her head and meet my eyes. There was so much lust in them.

I wanted her to know that once the zipper was down, there was no turning back. She gave me those eyes that said:

I want you…

I let go of her hands, and she fumbled with the zipper of my pants for a while before it came undone, and my pants fell to the floor.

Revealing my loins already strained inside my briefs.

I made a strangled sound. I lost grasp of all my control, letting go of the caution in my head.

“Hell, we’re both gonna regret this before the night is over,” I muttered, grabbing her by the waist with one hand and lifting her off her feet.

My first option was the kitchen counter, but no. When I took her, I wanted her underneath me.

“Room…?”

Unable to speak, Ariel pointed me in the direction of the room. I kicked the door open and walked straight to the bed.

Gently, I placed her on it, kicking my shoes off to join her.

She was on her knees on the bed, taking off her dress, when I climbed into the bed. I grabbed her face with one hand, pulling her in for a kiss.

Our lips were like fire, lit up with every touch. My entire body responded, and my loins were already erect like a gun; its safety guide had been turned off.

I helped her off her bra, stopping for a moment to marvel at the sight of her breasts. They were firm and full, and her pink nipples pointed at me eagerly.

I didn’t waste time accepting their invitation. Bending my head, I took one nipple in my mouth while taking her down on the bed with me.

She moaned, buckling as my tongue began its onslaught on her breasts. I slicked my tongue around the areola, circling back and forth from one to the other.

I proceeded to kiss her neck, her ears, her nose, every part my lips could reach because God! She tasted so good.

It messed with my brain. I could feel the electric volt shooting up my senses, making me lose control.

While Ariel’s hands danced in my hair, I feasted on her lips again. Her hand ran up my back impatiently, sending shivers sizzling through my body.

She stopped at my waist, tugging at my briefs. I stopped kissing her for a moment to stare at her. Her eyes flew open, disapproval written all over her face.

Ariel balled her fists in my briefs, pulling me back to her. She used her fingers to push down the fabric. I obliged, digging my own fingers into the lace panties she was wearing.

It ripped in two.

Ariel didn’t seem to mind; she spread her legs apart, opening up to me, making my cock strain so hard, it hurt.

I wanted to kiss her thighs; I wanted to do so much more, but the sight of her parted legs made me forget about anything else.

I didn’t even have it in me to be gentle in that moment. Resting my elbows on the bed, I positioned myself on top of her, then thrust in fast and deep.

Ariel flung her head back, arching her hips to give me full access to her. She let out a deep, throaty moan as I plunged in and out of her. She continued nonstop.

Mine joining hers and echoing loudly in the room. She dug her hands into my hair, pulling it and scratching at my back as I continued to slam into her.

The joining of our bodies and our cries filled the room. I didn’t think anyone had ever made me feel this way, this frenzied.

My head was spinning, and I felt the blood rushing through my body up my head. Felt the jolt of pleasure, leaving me weak.

I kept slamming into her faster and deeper, dragging her down with me into the realm of ecstasy.

Ariel buckled, her whole body vibrating aggressively; I shook, holding her tightly as I felt the release passing from my body into hers.

I collapsed on her body when it was over.

For a while, we both lay limp, unmoving. My head spun now with thoughts; it was over, and the gravitation of what we had done hit me.

I rolled off her to the bed, lying squarely, looking up at the ceiling just like Ariel did.

To my surprise, I didn’t feel any regret. As a matter of fact, there was a tingling inside of me. The warning in my head has risen again.

The best thing to do now was to take my clothes and leave the room. And act like this never happened.

But instead, like the other time, I ignored the warning rolled to my face and said: “Come work for me.”