I was breathing heavily and I was just two exercises in.
Now I had to punch the punching bag repeatedly. My arms were hurting. I was running out of breath yet I could not catch a break.
Alana was not very lenient with me and I was feeling so overwhelmed. It was just my first day for goodness sake!
I wanted to cry more than anything.
What had I gotten myself into? This was not the life I signed up for. I was a small baker in this big city. That was all I knew how to do. Why was I going through training like I was going to war? A war I know nothing about.
Out of nowhere, I heard a thunderous voice that was slowly becoming familiar.
"What's going on here?"
Alana immediately stood straight, bowing her head to acknowledge him.
"Don,"
"I asked a question." He stated, sounding really upset.
"Donna Carmela has asked that I train her."
In quick strides he walked to where I was and held me by my waist. I felt a jolt of electricity course through my body at his touch. The scent of his masculine cologne filled my nostrils and made me feel slightly dizzy.
I looked up at him. His eyes met my tired ones and hardened.
"Without my permission?" He said, turning to Alana.
"Donna says she has to learn how to protect herself."
"I am more than capable of protecting what's mine. My wife does not need any of this."
"But-"
His glare shut her up.
"I pay people like you to protect her. If anything happens to my wife, I will have your heads cut off!" He yelled at not just her but every other guard present in the training room.
I was taken by surprise when his hands went under my knees as he carried me out of there like I was as light as a feather.
Hesitantly, I put my hands around his neck as he took me upstairs. I could feel the stares as we moved until we were out of sight.
He placed me on the bed without a word when we reached his bedroom. I let myself sigh in relief.
My eyes followed him as he took off his shirt. The crest of his taut abs made me swallow.
I tried to pry my eyes away from him but I couldn't. He caught me staring. I looked away and he walked over. He pulled my chin and made me face him.
"Look at me." He rasped sexily, sending goosebumps on a rampage around my skin.
I felt him bite my neck slightly. I gasped.
"Get in the shower." He ordered me and like a robot, I took off my clothes and went in, not in front of him though.
I was busy washing off all the grime and sweat from my training session when I heard him came in. Naked.
I almost shut my eyes, almost covered myself too but I stood there frozen by the intensity of his gaze.
His large palm went around my throat.
"You know what I want to do with this mouth?" He said in a gritty whisper.
I was breathless as I stared at his lips.
"Why don't you show me then?" I returned, wondering where my courage came from.
Was I daring him?
His smirk was lethal.
"Go on your knees. Now."
That was an order. I did not have a choice. I dropped slowly, my eyes stayed on his. The steam around us did not help with the heat I was feeling.
"Good girl."
I felt my pussy tingle at the sound of that.
He put his hands in my hair and drew me to his hard cock.
"Prove to me this mouth is mine. All of you is mine."
I took him in my mouth, gagging as it hit the back of my throat.
I saw him shut his eyes and throw his head back slightly.
And just like that he opened his eyes and met mine in few seconds.
"Don't break eye contact," he growled. "Not once."
I stared into his eyes as my head bobbed back and forth. I sucked and licked on it like my life depended on it. Maybe it did.
He could kill me an there was nothing anyone would be able to do it.
So like an obedient little play thing, I gave him the pleasure he wanted.
At some point, he began to thrust into my mouth.
My jaw ached, so did my knees but I didn't stop until he let out a loud groan and came into my mouth.
"Swallow it. All of it."
I shut my eyes and took in every drop that I could.
He pulled me up shortly after.
I thought he was done. But no. He made me lift my leg till it was wrapped around him as he fingered me steadily.
I held in my moans.
"I want to hear it. Moan for me." He whispered.
I let out a moan that was foreign even to my ears.
"Yes." He whispered.
When his thumb rolled around my clit, I felt my eyes roll to the back of my head.
"You want this don't you?"
"Yes," I said shakily.
He dipped another finger into me instead, making me gasp. His pumps became faster. And for the first time I had an orgasm from what would be regarded as foreplay.
I almost lost my balance as my body shook but he held me in place. When I recovered, I felt his burning gaze on me. He seemed amused by my reactions. My cheeks burned in embarrassment.
He turned off the shower, wrapped me in a towel and pressed a kiss to my forehead just before he walked out of the shower.
I let out a breath as he left. Now that was an experience.