An aggressive seduction

Marco stared at Cassie; he wasn't shy, coy or stupid - he understood her meaning, that she wanted to seduce him, right here right now. He liked what he saw too, her curvy figure crammed into a form-hugging black dress almost slipping off her cleavage, the tops of her legs tantalizingly exposed. His body language was confident, his strong shoulder squared towards her, his pants dented already by a not-too-shabby erection. But still, he seemed hesitant.

Well, no need for her to be coy. She leaned towards him and kissed his lips, a sensual, lingering kiss with her full, red lips on his. She felt like an electric current was running between them. Yes, there was chemistry here.

He broke it off, after a few seconds.

"Cassie, I have a girlfriend. I can't do this."

He said it glumly, clearly he'd been fighting with himself during their kiss.

That's not how it's gonna be, I've just got to push a bit harder.

Cassie looked into his eyes; she didn't make a single indication that she'd heard his words. Instead she stood up in front of Marco, reached behind her and unzipped her dress, then let it fall to the floor. She twirled around, showing off not a scrap of clothing from the thighs up. Then she dropped to her knees in front of Marco, and began to open his fly. To her surprise he grabbed her wrists before she could open his fly. His strong hands stopped her movement completely. Despite her frustration at his resistance she felt an hot tingle stir her exposed pussy.

Fuck, I'm hot and wet and ready and this idiot is stopping me. Oh god yes, take control.

"If you won't listen to me and stop, I'll have to make you," Marco said.