Chapter 3 THE OFFER

RENEE

What an egotistical prick! This statement left my lips the second he said those words.

The thought enveloped me as his deep blue eyes entrapped me while I stared at him unabashedly. 'I seemed pretty enraptured. Was there anything I'd like to say to him?'

I twisted his questions and thought to myself, was there anything I'd like to say to him?

There was so much I'd like to mumble, maybe up close in his ears, my breasts brushing his chest, and my hands grazing the stubble on his chin.

He quirked his brows as I took a small step back, embarrassed at being caught staring. I shook my head, trying to discard the illicit thoughts in my head.

He placed his right elbow on the nearby counter, a clear indication that he wasn't leaving anytime soon and that he intended to talk to me. His lips were still stretched in that sneaky smirk that did things to my insides, and I swallowed heavily.

Damnit! I couldn't stop looking at him.

When I couldn't look away, I realized this was the first man I was feeling attracted to in years other than Dylan. 'Was this a good thing or not?' I pondered, my eyes roaming over him.

I dragged my gaze from his sinful as fuck face to his chest, and I saw that he had on a white shirt that he filled out amazingly. A small chest tattoo peeked through and I imagined how he'd look naked, my curiosity unstoppable, as different thoughts took over.

He wore black shorts, and his legs were so virile and robust. He was so muscular, ripped, and handsome that once again I began to imagine how he'd look sprawled on the bed with nothing on.

The grip of my hand on my cup tightened, and I took a small gulp of the tropical drink, soothing my parched throat.

"You're not saying anything, baby girl?" His deep husky voice broke through the steamy silence between us, and pleasure rippled through me at what he called me.

I felt goosebumps on my skin, and I could tell my cheeks were burning bright red.

Baby girl... My mind began to wander and as my eyes closed briefly, I imagined myself on all fours, with this heavily built man behind me, plowing the insides of my pussy.

At intervals, he'd call me baby girl, his veiny hands snaking around my waist and his vast fingers finding the folds of my pussy, stroking it. At the same time, I would scream and come undone, his name leaving my mouth as I reached my orgasm. He would finger fuck me, bring me to the edge, satisfying me so much. He was older than me. This was a bonus point for my illicit thoughts because it meant he'd be experienced and...

"Baby girl..." He called out, interrupting my sex-fused reverie, and I blinked twice.

I felt a warm sensation ripple through me, and biting my lower lips unconsciously, I began to feel hot.

"Oh, when you bite your lips like that?" He groaned animalistically, and before I knew what was happening, he took a step forward and brought his fingers to my lips, caressing gently.

"What-" I started to say, but he shushed me, a grin on his lips.

He brushed my lips with his fingers, his hands going to my wavy strawberry-blonde hair, and he caressed it gently too. "I guess the first thing I should ask would be your name, right?" He asked.

"My name is Renee, and you?" I blurted out.

"Hmmmn... Renee." A deep growl emanated from his lips as he brushed my hair softly.

"Such a lovely name." Sweat broke out all over me, and I shuddered slowly with my breathing coming in small, rapid pants. "I'm Robert. Robert Clarke. We can keep the rest of the introductions for later. You're shaking. Are you horny?" He asked sharply, catching me off guard and I let out another flustered breath.

My eyes shifted and I looked around , wondering if anyone had heard him ask that question. Luckily for me, no one seemed to be nearby. The man who'd served us earlier was nowhere to be found, and the whole place was a bit rowdy, with everyone minding their business. No one seemed to be looking at us, and a wave of relief filled me instantly.

"Are you horny, Renee?" Robert asked again.

Still flushed, I lied through my teeth, "No!"

The curves of his lips broke into another wide grin as if making a mockery of me. He knew I was lying.

"Your breathing is shallow, and you're shaking softly...." His fingers left my hair, and he began stroking my cheek. "Your legs are trembling, and I'm sure your black panties are already wet. Your plump lips keep begging me for a kiss because you're biting them unconsciously. I'm not a mind reader, but I know you crave something I can give you."

"Fuck!" I blurted out, cursing under my breath as I tried to take a step back, wanting some space between us, but he gripped my shoulders, entrapping me and not letting go.

"You desperately want a man's touch. You want me to touch you, and I assure you I will do that. I would take you to places you've never seen, baby girl... You need to trust me."

"You... you... are... You're a stranger. I... I don't want to...." I stammered defensively, still trying to leave, but he wasn't letting go, and for some weird reason, I liked that he wasn't.

I liked how he dominated me in this public place.

"So meek and shy, exactly my type," Robert said again, his eyes twinkling and my thighs clenched involuntarily. "I would like to fuck you." He said, not mincing words. "You might think I'm crude or blunt, but since I saw you, I couldn't think of anything other than drilling your tight hole. You know... I've been watching you since I saw you at the beach with your friend yesterday."

"You've been stalking me? Are you a pervert or wh-"

"Come with me." He said, cutting me off and taking a step backward, he then stretched his hand toward me.

"I should come with you, to where? Hell, I don't even know who you are!" I almost yelled, stopping myself at the last second.

'What the hell is wrong with you, Renee? You're attracted to this man. Why not go for it, and have the time of your life? Nicole is already off with a stranger enjoying herself, and you want to keep being meek and holy? Why don't you accept this offer? Why don't you be with this insanely hot as fuck man? Do you want to miss this offer of a lifetime?' I could hear my inner voice urging me on, and I flushed, my face gleaming red as I thought it over.

"Don't worry, baby girl, I won't bite." Robert said again.

Maybe, I needed to take him up on his offer. What was the worst that would happen? I knew he'd satisfy me well, so what? Dylan was already having fun, but here I was contemplating and thinking like a moron. Now I had an opportunity, but I was letting it go to waste. No!

This man had been watching me. He might have even come to buy the drinks on purpose so he could talk to me. He was making an effort, and it was so sexy.

"I need to tell my friend that I won't be coming back to our room. She's..."

"Take your time, princess." He said softly, kissing my knuckles and I gave him a warm smile, suddenly feeling free with him.

His little gestures and flirtatious winks turned me on, and now my nipples were hard as a rock already. Pftttt...

Taking my phone out from the little pouch bag strapped to my waist, I quickly sent Nicole a text, telling her that I was off to some shenanigans with a very handsome stranger and a smile on my lips, I giggled slightly when her text came through.

Nicole: Damn girl, who is he? I want all the freaking details, ma'am.

Me: Of course ma cheríe.

I texted back and quickly dropped my phone back in my purse, even though it chimed with a response from her again.

"Are you ready?" Robert asked, coming close and brushing my hair softly.

I nodded shyly, batting my eyelashes as I stared at the floor-anywhere but at him.

"Okay, then." He whispered and placing his hands on my shoulders, he gently began to steer me out of the small hut-like building.

"What about your drinks?" I asked.

"I have something better than some tropical fruit juice. I want to taste you, sweet girl. And not that..." He trailed off, flirting excessively with me, and I blushed all over.

However, as we walked, I kept asking myself over and over if I was doing the right thing.