Chapter 5 Strong Arousal

Maya's POV

I am in a deep, uncomfortable situation where my body feels as though it's no longer my own as I remain seated beside this specimen of a god, who's trying to tease me mercilessly.

I chuckle nervously and try my best to shift away from him, but he holds me tightly against himself, showing no intention of letting go.

"Can you try your best to remain still so we can go ahead with this lesson?" he whispers against my ear, continuing to trace his hand against my back in a slow, sensual manner.

God, I can't help what I'm feeling. The sensation makes me close my eyes as I exhale, gasping slightly. I don't feel like myself anymore, and I'm completely undone with desire building between my legs, making it hard to think or breathe.

I feel his warm breath on the side of my face as he plants soft kisses against my cheek, then his warm breath tickles my ear.

"You like what you feel, don't you?" he asks, his voice thick, warm, and soft in my ears, making me tremble.

I swallow hard and quickly struggle to move away from him, but he holds me tightly against himself, squeezing me possessively as he lifts his other hand to take hold of my jaw.

He tilts my head to look at him, and I realize his face is only a few inches from mine. I can feel his warm breath against my face, and the feeling is just so... good Lord, I am not myself right now.

I quickly clear my throat and struggle to look away from him so I can return my attention to the lesson, but he keeps me steady, tracing his thumb against my lips in a slow, sensual way.

"Has anyone ever told you just how fucking gorgeous and hot you are?"

Oh crap.

I struggle once again to pull myself away from him.

"Mr. Logan, please can we return to the lesson? I'm not sure this is the reason why you were employed," I say, and he chuckles before moving closer to me, holding me tighter as he traces his finger down from my jaw to my neck and then my chest.

My body responds traitorously to his touch, and the sensations I'm feeling as he continues to slide his fingers down to my cleavage make me bite down hard on my bottom lip while shutting my eyes tight.

Why is he torturing me like this?

"Actually, I accepted this personal home tutorial lesson for two reasons," he purrs against my ears, prompting me to slowly open my eyes and look at him, his face only a few inches from mine.

Curiosity suddenly takes better of me as I continue to look at him, urging him to continue.

He smiles.

"I joined this lesson because first of all, I personally want to groom you so you can improve your grades. I don't like the way your mom keeps punishing you every time you get a low score in your tests or exams. That's why I'm here, but then there's also another reason."

I continue to look at him with my heart pounding extremely fast in my chest as he traces his eyes down to my nose and then to my lips.

"I'm also here because I know about your little crush on me, and I know how badly you've craved to have me to yourself."

Holy shit.

I chuckle nervously and scoff before rolling my eyes and looking away from him, but he doesn't let me go.

"This is just ridiculous. You don't know what's in my mind."

He chuckles at my words.

"Okay, if that's what you say, I won't stop you, but you're not giving me any sign to prove it because I'm literally holding you right now, and you're finding it hard to pull away."

I find myself looking back at him sharply, and he smiles. He brings his face closer to mine until I feel his lips brush softly against mine, teasing me into kissing him.

Oh good Lord, all I want right now is to feel his lips, and he's fucking tempting me with them.

"Come on, Maya," he says, his voice low, deep, and husky-God, it's so fucking sexy.

"I know you want me. I know you want me to continue this. I know you want me to go deeper. Hell, you want me to take off your clothes right now and send you to the skies, but I have no authority over your body, and I need your permission to go ahead with this. I'm not going to do anything until you give me permission, do you understand that?"

I continue to look at him without saying anything, feeling totally dumbstruck.

He chuckles and shakes his head.

"Well then, I guess I'm going to make this easier for you," he says with a smile as he brings his face closer, his lips slightly touching mine.

Good Lord, the energy that moves through my body at the contact is like an electric shock, jolting me out of my frozen position as I place my hands against his shoulders.

I am gasping hard and panting, struggling with every willpower deep down within me to resist this, but it's just so uncontrollable and irresistible.

I begin to wrap my arms tightly around his neck, trying to bring his face closer to mine, but he's strong enough to keep his lips distant, as if trying to avoid me. This jolts me out of my daze as I look up at him with shock.

He smiles smoothly and shakes his head.

"Like I said earlier, Maya, I seriously need your permission for this. It doesn't work this way. You can't just hold me so tight and pull me towards yourself as if you own me. I'm the one who has to make the decision here, but still, at the same time, I cannot just take over without your permission. I need your consent."

I look at him with shock, completely bewildered. Isn't the fact that I'm pulling him to myself enough consent? Oh Jesus Lord, I don't even know what's wrong with me right now, and I don't know why I'm finding myself falling so easily to his seductive antics.

"Okay, I think this is over, and we really need to get back to the work at hand right now, please," I beg, and struggle to break free. He's reluctant to let go, but after a few minutes, he allows me to move away, giving him enough space.

He looks at me with a wide smile.

"Stop trying to deny yourself the pleasure you crave so much, Maya."

Fuck.

"Please, with all due respect, just keep quiet, okay? I seriously do not want to talk about any of that right now."

He smiles and nods before returning his attention to the textbooks in front of him. "Okay, great. I guess it's going to be strictly professional from now on then," he says with a smile and picks up the textbook before opening it.

I look back at him with my body still vibrating with intense craving and desire for him as I bite my bottom lip, feeling a pang of regret.

I don't even know what's wrong with me right now.

I continue to look at him, admiring his tempting beautiful features while he flips through the book, licking his smooth pink lips sexily.

Crap.

"Okay, so with that being said, I guess we can get along with today's lesson, and well, like I said, I was going to introduce psychology to you."

He slowly turns his head to look at me, then smiles.

"Okay, I know you're actually trying to avoid me because you don't want me to do anything to you, but I can promise you that everything from now on is completely professional, and I'm not going to do anything you don't like. But it's not really going to help if you're that far away. You should know that, right? I can't keep shouting my lungs out all day."

I look at him for a long moment as he smiles and returns his focus to the textbook.

"Whenever you're ready, you can come close, and then we'll begin."

He begins to flip through the textbook with rapt attention, putting on his reading glasses as if trying to figure something out.

I'm left stuck gazing at his muscular body, at his huge veins protruding in different sections of his hands. God, he's a perfectly shaped and beautifully curved specimen. I find myself panting extremely hard as I bite my bottom lip, looking at him and struggling to catch my breath.

My heartbeat is pounding excessively in my chest, and I can feel my eyelids fluttering with nothing but raw desire for this man seated a few meters away from me.

All those erotic dreams and fantasies I usually have about him return to my mind, and I find myself grinding my teeth together crazily.

Good Lord, isn't this just a beautiful, wonderful chance in front of me?

I've always longed to have him for myself, have craved for every single damn thing about him. I've always felt it was totally impossible for him to ever look my way and consider me worth chasing after.

And here he is right now, confessing himself willing and ready to give himself to me if only I give him my consent.

Fuck, this is really, really crazy.

The fact that we're going to be here for an entire month, every evening at the exact time when nobody's going to be home, including my mom and my brother, is really, really, really making it so much harder than ever to just fucking resist.

He slowly turns his head to look at me, and from the way he smiles, it feels as if he probably knows whatever is going on deep down within me.

"Are you okay, Maya? You're sweating intensely, and you look so pale. Is there anything you want to talk to me about?"

I quickly shake my head and smile nervously at him before turning around, but then I suddenly lose control of myself the moment I feel him move closer and pull me swiftly to himself, squeezing hard against me.

Oh crap, there goes my control.

He holds me tightly against himself, bringing his face extremely close to mine.

"I can see the desire in your eyes, Maya. Don't fight it," he whispers against my lips and brings his head down, planting sweet kisses all over my neck and then moving his tongue slowly towards my chest.

Fuck.

At that point, I finally lose it.

"Oh please, I give you my consent to do whatever you wish," I whisper against his lips and observe the dark smile that crosses his expression.

"Oh, as you wish, my lady," he says with a husky, deep, sexy voice as he pulls me over, forcing me to straddle him.

Then he pulls down the thin strap of my singlet, revealing my breasts to him.

"Well, isn't this just great? I fucking love what I see," he says and buries his face against my breast, sucking on each nipple and squeezing furiously hard as I find myself moaning with his strong arousal pressing against my thighs.

Fuck.