Chapter 15

As promised, Mr. Carlton made me learn self-defense. Every morning before work, I was put through the accessive physical work that made each and every muscle in my body cry in pain.

And to make it worse, my instructor was none other than Mr. Carlton. Each morning, when I went to the gym in Carlton's mansion, I would find him already there, having finished his workout for the day. And it was not a sight my droopy eyes or my poor brain that was still half asleep could handle.

He worked out shirtless. The very first day, I almost had a heart attack seeing him. He had muscles in all the right places. But it was more lean than muscular, which I personally prefer. But he had six packs and the strongest hardest chest that I now know from being slammed into his body over and over again.

I could feel the attraction growing more and more each day as he would tell me never to break eye contact with your attacker. Well, my attacker had the most beautiful gray eyes and dark hair, which was disheveled and wet from his workout and would have strands falling on his face, almost covering his eyes.

He was all in all a big distraction that always made me end up on my bum on the mat on the floor. And the worst part is the blasted man knew it. Sometimes, he would wink at me to break my concentration.

If only the attraction wasn't one-sided. I could have done the same tricks on him. I mean, he was cheating, so I should, too. But I'm pretty sure that even if he found me even the teensiest bit attractive, it was not during our self-defense classes. I'm sure I looked more like a red tomato and looked nowhere near as sexy as he did.

But I must say, after two weeks of non-stop training, I was getting pretty good at this. Well, it's not nearly as good as Mr. Carlton, of course. His moves were clean and fast.

I asked him where he had learnt how to fight and he had told me that he had been in the army for four years, and also that, that's where he had met Felix who was also now an ex-army official. Apparently, he had done half his law degree while still being an active member in the army.

I was really impressed. And my respect for Mr Carlton grew the more I got to know him. And I have really grown to like him a lot as a person when he lets his guard down at home and allows his true self to show. And we actually have a lot of fun during these workouts. Well, not right now, I thought as I ended up on the floor for the twentieth time that morning.

"Ow," I exclaimed before I opened my eyes that had closed due to the impact of hitting the floor.

As I opened it, I stared straight into those beautiful gray eyes, which was only inches away from mine as he stared right back at me, and I blinked startled at our close proximity.

He was lying on top of me right now, making my body sizzle with pleasure as the lower half of his body was touching mine. I willed my hips to stay still and not go rubbing itself against him to fulfill its curiosity.

But the temptation made me bite my lips. His eyes followed the movement, and I saw his pupils dilate as it stayed focused on my lips. My eyes wondered down to his pink full lips, which looked delicious up close. I couldn't help getting distracted. My tongue unconsciously came out, licking my lips.

I wanted to press my thighs together to relieve the ache that was growing between it, but I was too scared that such a move would make it more obvious what he did to me.

My breathing had become labored, and I prayed to God that he would think it was due to our workout. But he was staring at me so intensly that I had to bite my lip again to prevent any embarrassing sound from coming out of it.

I thought I saw a glimpse of desire on his face. But in a blink of eye, it was replaced by his now familiar wicked grin, which showed his dimple and enhanced all his other features. It set my heart pumping into overdrive.

I was left completely dazed. And I cursed my perverted brain and the ideas it was giving me. I mean, Mr. Carlton, desiring me? Pfft. What a joke.

My annoyance with my brain made me glare up at him as he finally lifted himself off of me, extending a hand to help me up. I took it, pulling myself up.

"You cheated!" I accused him. Calling him out on his tricks.

"Did I now?" He asked lazily, crossing his arms on his chest, and cocking his head to the side, staring down at me. He was daring me to challenge him.

And of course, my intelligence had long since left me, so I put my hands on my hips and straighted myself to my full height. This only made him smirk down at me because my full height only reached up to his chest, which made me glare at him further.

"Yes, you did!" I exclaimed. "You're not supposed to distract me, Mr. Carlton."

"And what exactly did I do to distract you, Miss Sanders. And God, how many times have I told you to stop calling me that when I'm at home." He said, his eyes flashing in annoyance.

I instinctively took a step back, my eyes widening. But he was having none of that. He took two steps forward and covered the distance, wrapping his hands around the nape of my head and gently pulling me forward. Flush against his body.

My breath hitched as I felt the impact. My hands had come up to brace myself, and now it rested on his hard, sculted, and very naked chest. My whole body felt instantly electrified. I stared unblinking, up at him, my mouth agape, too shocked to react at all.

"You are the most stubbornly disobedient woman I have ever met." He said in a low voice. His frustration clear in his voice and face. "If you ever call me that ever again ...." He said, his voice fading with the hint of threat of the unspoken.

His gaze was fiery, making my insides flip. I gulped, feeling nervous and tongue tied all of a sudden, and his gaze followed the movement of my mouth down to my throat. I released a shaky breath, making his gaze come all the way up again until it reached my eyes again.

My eyes were glued on him, studying all the expressions that crossed his face. He was frowing, like as if in confusion, and I returned his look, not understanding it.

His eyes kept looking between mine, while his face kept coming closer and closer like as if on its own accord. My eyes started getting wider. Unable to comprehend what was happening. No. He's not..is he? No, he can't possibly- Until...it did...

Oh my God! My eyes opened wider, almost bulging out of its sockets. It really is happening! I thought as I got squashed further into his body and saw his head dip until his lips met mine.

I'm being kissed by Mr. Carlton! That's the first thought that entered my head right after my brain kicked back into functioning. And oh my God, it felt good, I thought, sighing as I closed my eyes, feeling his soft lips move against mine.

His lips moved softly against mine, nipping and tasting it, like it had all the time in the world. I moved my lips hesitantly, in response to his, and tasted his lips. It had a sweet citrus taste, which I couldn't resist, making me suck on his lips further until he pulled back, making me feel his minty breath on my face.

He dug his fingers further in my hair, gently pulling it to tilt my head further so he could deepen the kiss. The kiss intensified quickly, making me cling onto him as it felt like the only solid thing while the rest of the place started spinning round and round.

His other hand wrapped around my waist, pulling me into him, making me feel his rigid hard length, which shocked me further, making me gasp.

He took that opportunity to slip his tongue inside my mouth, tangling in mine, playing a game of dominance. Of course, I let him win. Between the sudden shock of being kissed and the electrifying sensation of being kissed by him, I was in no condition to put up a fight.

I mourned as his tongue tasted every inch of my mouth, leaving me giddy and limp in his arms. If it weren't for him holding me, there was no way I would be able to stand upright.

A pool had formed between my legs, making me feel both pain and pleasure from the need for more of his touch.

My hands had slipped up to wrap around his neck, and now they moved upwards, wanting to feel more of him. My fingers crawled up his neck and felt the softness of his hair digging into the thickness of it and pulling it. He growled against my mouth, making me feel bolder, pulling his head down so I could have more of him.

I sighed with the pure pleasure of being kissed by him. It was still unbelievable, and I felt like I was in heaven. You know how we always read about the feeling of sparks flying and fireworks when being kissed. Well, I always thought it was just an over exaggeration by the authors. I mean, I've never felt it, and I was married before. But now, that's exactly what I'm feeling right now. Books always say that when you are being kissed by the "one," you will feel it.

He slowly parted our lips, and I felt like I was floating. I felt giddy with pleasure, and my heart was fluttering in my chest. I had a goofy smile from the excitement and happiness. His minty breath came out in hard, uneven puffs, and I slowly opened my eyes.

And as I did, it finally dawned on me what I just did. And just like that, all the excitement and happiness came crashing down. I pushed myself away from him, stumbling back.

I stared up at his surprised face in utter horror. I just kissed Oliver Carlton, my boss, one of the most powerful men in this city. What the hell was I thinking having toe curling and sparks flying experiences with him!

"I-Im, so, so, sorry." I stuttered out."I didn't mean to..." I said, staring wide-eyed at him until I realized that I was staring at the man I had just been shamelessly smooching with. "Oh my God!" I gasped out before I whirled around running like my butt was on fire...

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Well, that happened..

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