Chapter 54: Your Are Making Me Hot

Chapter 54: You Are Making Me Hot

Abigail

“You know what? I think I will learn faster if you could, you know, take off your shirt.” I said, looking up at him and he chuckled.

“I wouldn't want to steal your focus, take a break. We will do something different.”

He gave me a water bottle and watched as I drank almost the whole thing. I exhaled heavily as I swallowed and gave it back to him. He walked to the mat again and told me to follow his lead and I did so.

“Alright, I will teach you a couple of fighting techniques and we will practice together, okay?” I nodded and he started showing me a few punches and ways to block them. He was fast and it was hard to follow but I did my best.

“Now, raise your elbow.” He instructed.

“Really?” He sighed and walked to stand behind me, he took a hold of my waist while his other hand raised my elbow as I held my fists in front of my face. His breath on my neck sent a shiver down my body, he chuckled when he noticed it. I felt him press his body closer against my back and I tensed. Can he stop fucking teasing me? I gasped as his hand played with the hem of my shorts and slowly made its way into them, grazing over my pussy.

“Is something wrong?” He asked in a fake concerned voice and I scoffed.

“Shut up,” I muttered and he chuckled. He took his hand out to walk around me again.

“Try again.” He said and I nodded my head.

I walked closer to him, planning out my next punch. I swung ng fist forward but he blocked it. I sighed and did another move, this time successfully. I smiled and backed away again.

“Good, try again.”

I raised my fists in front of me and prepared to hit him in the shoulder, this time he was faster and he blocked it with his forearm and gripped my arm, turning me around. He forced my arm to keep me from moving and held me in a tight grip and there was no way I could make it out. My back was pressed against his front and I felt his breath on my ear.

“What did you do wrong?” He asked, his mouth right by my head. I groaned, trying to get out of his tight hold but it was no use.

“I.. uhh…I was too slow on my feet.” I sighed.

“And?”

“And I chose the wrong move.”

“Good,” he mumbled.

He was still holding me against him and I felt his lips grazed over the sensitive spot on my neck, making my head tilt back to rest on his chest. He placed soft kisses on my skin and I felt myself growing hotter even by such a simple thing.

“Luciano?” I mumbled.

“What?”

“Stop, you are making me hot.” He chuckled in my ear.

“I know, I can smell your arousal.”

To my disappointment though, he let me go and I turned to him. He had a proud expression on his face and I checked around the room to see if anyone was looking our way but they were busy doing their own thing. I walked closer and cupped his dick outside of his pants, it couldn't even nearly fit in the palm of my hand. He stiffened as I rubbed it gently at a teasingly slow pace. My eyes dropped to his crotch where a visibly growing bulge could be seen. I smiled when I looked up at him again and back away from him.

“You might need to take care of that.” He scoffed and tried to rearrange his underwear to hide his hard on.

“Let's do it again before I bend you over and spank you.” I chuckled at his clear irritation and we got to work again.

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I kissed him goodbye before I got in my car and drove through the gate on my way to my own house. He wanted to drive me as usual but my parents had just gotten back home and I wasn't fully ready to tell them that I am dating my father's thirty-eight year old business friend. I wasn't ashamed of him but my father had always been very strict with who I dated aside from my mother who just wanted me to be happy. I had been driving for about ten minutes when I drove by a sign at that side coffee shop, yes please.

I drove off the highway and parked in the parking lot beside the building, it was a rather small coffee shop but cozy. I walked to the counter and ordered one latte to-go. I still had to get home, my parents were starting to get suspicious that I was away from the house too much. While I waited for my orders, I took a seat on one of the chairs by the counter. I looked around, not seeing anyone I recognized. Although it wasn't too crowded, there were a few people on the chair beside me and a couple of people by the table.

In the corner of my eyes, I saw two men standing on either side of me about three feet away. They looked like they were waiting to get the barista's attention just like any other person would but their black leather jacket made it hard for them not to stand out. They were both snagged, tall and muscular, making me feel uncomfortable for some reason. I was suddenly aware that I had absolutely no security around me. I shook the feeling of discomfort off me, convincing myself that I just had gotten paranoid by being so much with Luciano and his constant talk about me being safe.

I felt one of their gaze on the side of my head and then the other man, they didn't say anything, just stood there and stared at me. I breathed out when the barista handed me the cup of coffee and l turned and started walking towards the door, relieved that I got away from those two men. Right when I took a hold of the door, I heard steps behind me. I gasped when someone grabbed my arm and turned me around, it was one of the two men. I froze, he lifted his hand and I was prepared to get a gun in my face but it was my bag.

“I am sorry but you forgot your bag.” He said in a gruff accent that I couldn't put a finger on what it was. I forced myself to smile and took the bag from his hand.

“Thank you,” he nodded and I turned around to walk out once again.

I felt the adrenaline pumping through my body, the whole situation made me tense but as soon as I was in the car, I relaxed. I was kind of embarrassed that I actually thought they were after me but he just did a nice thing, nothing else.

When I arrived home, I had already finished the whole cup of coffee and my parents were sitting in the living room, watching a movie and their heads turned in my direction as l made my way to them.