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The little Mermaid (A modern day "tail".)

Ariel Thomas is an overworked Orphan who loves to swim. Harrison McKenna is a single father who has a hard time spending time with his six year old daughter Lily because his business keeps time busy. Can Ariel open his eyes and bring Lily's wish for her family to be complete come true or will she find a true love in his little brother who always showed her love.

IleneMae · Fantasie
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101 Chs

The kiss (91)

After the men paid for the jewelry and handed Ariel both boxes. She blush at the thought of such beautiful items now belonging to her.

They walked back to their room and Marcus unzipped her dress before she slipped into her room.

She look at the items she was given and she found a beautiful night gown and robe. She changed and walked out to find a glass of water.

Marcus and George were sitting on the couch talking.

"I like that idea a lot. But would your brother agree. It would take some training before we could get it implemented." Heny said.

"I hold 20% of his stock so as a major shareholder I have a voice in this. If he does not agree then I will start my own park."

"Ok but will the Mermaid agree to help you with this?"

"I don't know but it does not hurt to ask."

"And you came up with all this in the two month dream you had in that coma you were in."

"Yes, The same dream my Ariel's name led me to find her. She may not the same Ariel but to tell you the truth I really like this one better. Something is drawing me to her and I really don't like the idea of letting her go. I am in love with her."

Ariel sneezed and the two men turned. She smiled. "I need a drink of water."

"There are some bottles of water in the frigidaire. Let me get you one. Sit awhile with us." George said getting up.

Ariel walked over and took a seat next to Marcus. "So you are in love with me?"

"Yes, I am. I know I have less then two months to have you fall for me."

"You are doing a good job so far." she giggled.

George walked in and handed her the bottle. "I think I am going to turn in. Thanks for being my date too tonight. Richie is a lucky man to have found you." He then walked into his room. Leaving Ariel and Marcus alone.

"He did not need to leave." Ariel said after a sip of water.

"It's late. He needs his rest to fly us home. Where do you want to go tomorrow?"

"I don't know I've never been to Georgeville before. What do you recommend?"

"If you trust me then let me suprise you."

"I'm game." She then looked down at her hands. "Thank you for the cloths. I hope I'm not taking advantage of your generosity. I would of packed cloths if you told me."

"I wanted to give you something. I want to spoil you."

"Thank you anyway."

He stroked the side of her cheek softly and she felt small and vulnerable. And horribly, achingly turned on.

She pressed her full lips together and resisted the urge to lick them as she studied his gorgeous mouth.

"Plus, you are worth the world to me," Marcus said quietly, coming even closer, till their breaths mingled as one.

"I don't know what to say.." she said. Then his mouth closed over hers.

The kiss was wondrous, intense. It sent pleasure surging through her as if her blood was made of the finest wine, heady and sweet and drunken. It was everything she'd imagined, and everything she hoped for.

She opened her mouth and he deepened the kiss, sucking at her bottom lip and then biting lightly before diving deep inside with a tongue almost too deft to be believed.

She groaned against his mouth, and his hand tightened into the back of her hair, holding lightly on to the curls there and tilting her head back so he had even better access.

He lowered his mouth to her neck and took what he wanted, kissing and licking the skin there until she felt she'd explode if he didn't take his tongue somewhere even better, and soon.

She dug her hands into his soft, thick hair. Kissing him, letting him kiss her, she could almost imagine she was the romantic lead in a movies, being kissed under the rain as he tore his shirt off and let water slide over his chest.

The thought made her hotter and she groaned again lightly as his hand found her full breast.

His mouth was so hot, gently breathing against the skin below her ear that he'd tortured a moment earlier.

"Do you like that, Ariel?" he asked in a low voice as she squirmed against him. She didn't give him an answer. Arrogant man shouldn't need one.

"I can't tell," he said, teasing. "I guess I better keep going."

He nipped her earlobe, caught it between his teeth and ran his tongue swiftly along its captured edge. She gasped at the feeling and squirmed more against the hand that held her breast. Kneading, caressing.

"Or that?" he asked.

His teasing was turning him on as well at it was turning her on and he knew he had better stop before he pushed her to far.

He stood, leaving her in a haze of her own lust, and walked away. "I think we should get some sleep before we do something we might regret."

Ariel shook her head and stood. She carried her bottle to her room. She touched her lips and then her breast. She wanted to do more. She wanted to give herself to him. But he was right if they did that tonight she would regret it and he deserves to have her when she is sure she loves him.

Ariel climbed into the covers and tried to sleep but she kept thinking of the kiss. That kiss that still had her wet with desire.

It took a little while until she finally fell into a deep sleep.

Marcus walked into his room. He was so hard it hurt but he knew he could not take advantage of Ariel for his own pleaser. He stripped out of his suit and climbed into the shower. The cold water rushed over him. He then grabbed his manhood and fantasized of the girl he loved helping to release his passion. He imagined her soft lips licking and teasing. Then she would take his dick with both hands and as she slid it in and out of her lips he could hear her moan in pleaser causing his relief. He then leaned his head on the shower wall taking long deep breaths.

Ariel was his life and he needed her to be his and soon. He did not think he could last long.