Marcel pretended he didn't notice the signal Arianna was giving him. No, he must be thinking too much. There was no way his goody-two-shoes girlfriend would invite him into her parent's place while they were away. That doesn't sound like Arianna.
He was still in the middle of his thought when Arianna leaned into his body, and trailed a finger slowly down his chest. Glancing up at him, she said to him with pouty lips, "So…. what do you say?"
Marcel looked at her and swallowed. This was unfair to him. How could he resist her when she was looking at him with those sexy eyes? He was not ignorant not to know what she was offering him, but then a part of Marcel's brain was still functioning. And the thought of Eric catching him in his home, fucking his stepdaughter did not exactly appeal to him.
He grabbed her shoulder to pull her back, "Arianna, I don't think this is a -"
"I have a good plan."
"But still, I -"
