s*x Magic

Lily's Deceit

    Trent was laughing at his friend Brian's joke when he starting choking on his beer.  His friend began to beat on his back furiously but Trent didn't care that he was dying. He was supposed to be enjoying the bachelor party. Chugging down a few beers before heading to the strip club.  But he could only stare at her. Through his watery eyes he watched an angel sit down at the bar. His lungs burned for air as she turned her luminous green eyes towards him. Then he couldn't breathe for a different reason. "What right did she have to be so beautiful?" he thought. He struggled to catch his breath and to stop his friend from beating him senseless. 

"Okay! Okay! Damn, I'm cool!" he yelled at his friend. Brian apologized for his racy joke. Thinking his comic genius was responsible for the extreme reaction. Trent could only think about the lonely lady at the bar, praying that she wasn't meeting someone. 

    "Naw man. Don't worry about it, I'm going to head to the bathroom and clean up." Trent walked toward the bathrooms which also happened to be right past the bar. The mystery woman had her back to him, which gave him an opportunity to examine every bump and curve. And damn did she have curves. Legs for days, a rounded bottom that poked over the bar stool and long flowing brown hair that came to her midsection. As he passed he could smell her perfume. She smelled of cinnamon and cloves. His body betrayed him immediately and his member began to plump and expand. He rushed past her into the bathroom to get a hold of himself. 

    Lily sat at the bar, fiddling with the straw in her cocktail. "f**k!", she fumed. "He went right past me. What now?" She had on her best dress. A cute peach bandage number that showed all of her cleavage and cinched her waist. Her killer spiked heels that sparkled and made her legs look longer. She and her sister even straightened her unruly mop of hair. All for nothing. Too much was at stake. Lily would have to wait him out or try again the next day if need be. Suddenly Lily was enveloped with the scent of sandalwood and vanilla. Two long arms draped on either side of her and she gasped as she felt a broad chest press up against her back. Startled she immediately looked up at the mirror over the bar and saw the bluest of blue eyes staring back at her over her head. Damn if he wasn't sexy. His long wavy brown hair stopped right below his collar bone. His perfect facial hair, just long enough to not be considered stubble adorned his lips and jaw. Her heart raced and her breasts began to heave against her tight dress. 

    "You smell so good. May I?" Trent asked in her ear. Lily could not believe his boldness or how deep his voice was. Here she was trying to seduce him and she couldn't even speak. Looking at him in the mirror, she gave a clipped shaky nod of her head. His nose dove into the crook of her neck, his long brown hair cascading over her shoulder. He inhaled deeply sending tingles up her spine and moisture into her panties. She tipped her neck more to the side, unconsciously giving in to his dominance. 

Trent moaned at the scent of her. At close proximity it overwhelmed him. He couldn't think straight. In the bathroom he was able to calm down. He splashed cold water on his face and told himself to chill out. But as soon as he saw her. It was over. His self control failed. He only meant to walk over and introduce himself. She didn't smell like a wolf but he still wanted to taste her. All he could think of was burying himself in between her legs and bathing in her scent. He would lick her p***y until she screamed. He would suck on her c**t and... "Ahhh, stop!" Her breathless plea for mercy snapped him back to reality. His hands were wrapped around her tiny waist from behind and he had a mouth full of her neck right where it met the shoulder. Embarrassed, he released her and stepped back. 

She turned those stunning eyes on him and grabbed her neck. She didn't look angry or scared but she was shaking. From the scent of her, she was shaking with arousal. Trent was mortified at what he had done but he didn't want her to get away. To any onlooker, they were simply entangled in a lover's embrace. But Trent had no idea what her reaction would be since they were strangers. Oddly enough, she was only staring at him. Her beautiful round face and mocha colored skin called to him. 

"Hey my dude! Who's the lovely lady you're harassing over here?" Brian walked up and casually slapped Trent on the back. Breaking the tension between Lily and Trent. 

" I'm Lily." Lily decided to jump on the chance to avoid talking about that awkward introduction. She was still coming down from the mini orgasm Trent had given her. All the man had to do was suck on her neck and rub his generous erection on her back and she was creaming in her seat. "I can't do this." Lily thought. My sisters were right, I'm too weak. 

"Well Lily, I'm Brian and you already know my best man Trent. Is he bothering you?" Brian said jokingly. 

"Not at all. Best man, huh? Are you getting married soon?" Lily inquired. This put a definite kink in her plan and she was starting to panic. 

"48 hours!!! Then I'm a dead man! I mean a married man!!" Brian yelled. Half of the guys in the bar yelled with him. Probably the rest of the wedding party. Trent laughed with his friend but kept stealing glances at Lily. She kept her attention on Brian and smiled and laughed in good spirits. Inside she was in shambles. She needed to take Trent with her tonight. She had been following him for awhile but knowing he had to be somewhere in two days didn't give her enough time to perform the necessary spells. 

"Congratulations Brian! I'm sure she is lucky to have you. Well I was supposed to be meeting a friend, but I guess she stood me up! I should go." Lily said.

"Hey are you serious? Any guy would be lucky to have you! Hey Trent, maybe she'll have mercy on you and throw you a bone. This guy has been a freaking monk! Help him out." Brian jested.

"Yeah, yeah. Very funny. Laugh it up!" Trent joked. But Lily could see he was a little red faced. The other guys in the wedding party came to grab Brian and drag him down the bar for another round of shots. Trent stayed. Lily needed time to rethink this. Maybe come up with a different plan or find a different mark. Trent had an odd effect on her and it was unsettling. She hopped down off the stool in front of Trent who looked heart broken. That was a mistake. She considered herself a tall girl at 5'8". She even had on her 3 inch heels. Still Trent towered over her and he was so broad she couldn't see past him. She forgot how well built werewolves were. All that raw power was so sexy. It was just why she needed him. 

"But you can't go." Trent was desperate at this point. He was totally gobsmacked by this girl and couldn't let her slip away like this. 

"You're obviously at a bachelor party and you should go have fun. It was interesting meeting you. Have a nice life." Lily walked away deciding that she had failed and would try again with someone else. Trent seemed like a nice guy and she didn't want to use him. 

"No."Trent said defiantly. 

"What did you say?" Lily turned around thinking maybe she heard wrong. 

"I said no. I won't go have fun, I won't have a nice life. Unless you hang out with me tonight." Trent quipped. 

"Are you high? I don't even know you. You've already molested me once. What makes you think I can trust you?" Lily couldn't wait to hear him explain this.

Trent wracked his brain to come up with something that might get her to stay. "You owe me." he replied. 

"Excuse me!" Lily stared at Trent in his big blue eyes. Amused that he was trying so hard. Ashamed that she didn't want to leave. His tight sweater and big arms were starting to get to her.  Trent suddenly started to advance on her. Surprised, she started to walk backwards until she hit the wall. She was stuck between the juke box and the pin ball machine. No way out. 

"You owe me." Trent's arms were above her head now. He kept space between their lower bodies. Thank God, Lily thought, because she could not handle a man as potent as this. 

"I don't owe you anything," Lily pushed out in a shaky voice. Trent leaned on one elbow bringing his face closer to hers and brought his other hand down to play with the ends of her hair. 

"You almost killed me," he whispered in her ear. His deep dark voice held so many promises. Lily's n*****s hardened. Trent saw it right through her dress. It took everything in him not to pull her dress down and taste them. 

"I would never," Lily's voice was impossibly small and she hated herself for it. What the f**k was going on? She couldn't get control of her emotions. He was playing her like a fiddle and she couldn't wait to get plucked. 

"But you did. When you walked in this bar, looking at your sexy body had me choking to death on my drink. You need to take responsibility." As he spoke those words he had begun rubbing his coarse sweater against Lily's straining n*****s, causing her eyes to roll back and her mouth to open slightly. When Trent leaned back to look at her face, he saw the effect he was having on her and it instantly made him hard. He pulled his hand up higher to the base of her neck and grabbed the hair there, yanking softly. Lily cried out and grabbed his forearm with both hands. He rocked his pelvis into her, needing the friction like he needed his next breath. He was leaking in his pants. "Say yes." Trent begged before he swallowed her tongue.