Married to his secret crush

"What would you like to teach?" Words escaped her mouth before she realized it. And there she was, standing silently with her heart drumming inside her chest as she looked at him with a tinge of...maybe what seemed like a tinge of anticipation?

He raised an eyebrow and stepped closer towards her. Every step was strong and powerful as his muscles flexed with the slightest of his movements.

He raised his hand and combed his finger through his wet hair, setting them to the side. A small smile danced on his lips as his tongue slightly peeked out to play with the sharp tip of his canine teeth. 

'Thump Thump Thump' 

She took a step back as he walked towards her. Was it late to take back her words? 

His deliberate and slow steps were freaking her out. 

Run away. 

The phrase flashed in her mind. 

But where to? 

The door was far and he was almost in front of her. Jumping from the window will lead to a painful death or countless fractures. 

Moreover, will he let her go? 

She gulped as he halted in his track, leaving the gap of few inches in between them. One small movement and the gap between them will be closed. Her chest slightly heaved up and down as she looked at him causing her to avert her gaze. 

"L-Let's-" Her legs bumped into the edge of the bed and a gasp escaped her lips as she grabbed his hand. His other hand snaked around her waist as they both ended up falling on the bed. 

She closed her eyes and clung to him wrapping an arm around his neck. His hot breath tickled the sensitive zone below her ear and she opened her eyes to look at him. 

"As I said. I can teach you whatever," He raised his hand, tucking the loose strands of her hair behind her ear, " And wherever you want."

Pinned under the man, she could feel her body arching up slightly when his fingers drew circles on her waist through the fabric of her black blouse.

His touch was calculated, not enough to tickle her but just right to tease. 

Whatever and wherever you want?

His words echoed in her mind causing her gaze to wander to his lips. Those thin lips were as cold as ice against hers but she was not cold. It was just yesterday, wasn't it? Having those lips against hers with his tongue dancing inside her mouth, ravishing every corner, every inch. 

Perfect as his lips were, perfect was the kiss! Never had she ever experienced a kiss like that. So hungry, passionate yet ferociously gentle. So perfect that she had lost her mind in that moment, not knowing she was getting herself in trouble when she indulged herself in it.

Kissing him back was a big mistake on her part. It was like willingly putting her feet in the quicksand and now she found herself sinking. 

Her thighs pressed together as a delicious shiver crept her spine, a knot forming in her lower abdomen. 

Her face inched closer without taking permission from her mind. Her hand that was around his neck tightened as her fingers raked through his ash blonde hair. Her lips dangerously near his, a few centimeters away from tasting that sinful kiss once again. 

His hot breath caressed her cheeks and she slightly closed her eyes, impulsively leaning in for another kiss until he pressed his forehead on hers and distanced their mouths, "Mei, do you have a fever? You're acting weird," He said softly. 

And it was as if someone turned her upside down and tied her legs to the branch of a tree, before slapping her cheeks hard twice, in the process smashing some senses into her head. The hell was she doing by trying to kiss him? Her eyes were a second away from popping out from their sockets.

"I'm fine," She cleared her throat as a blush crept her cheeks. 

Luckily, he did not realize her intentions. 

Or that was what she thought. 

While she had her head turned to the side, Jun Zixuan stroked her cheek with the pad of his thumb, "You are red," He said, gliding his hands down her neck, trailing it across her collarbones that were visible because of the V-neck blouse she was wearing, "Red everywhere," He mumbled, his lips right against her chin, his hot breath grazed past her throat. 

She grabbed his finger, "I am fine. It's just a bit hot here," Her voice came out airy, "Get off me. I'm thirsty," She said, trying to shift from the position but her thighs accidentally brushed across a wrong part and she immediately felt a poke near her thighs. 

Her face had the glow of a fresh cape lobster as she looked at him with her lips slightly parted. She shifted slightly under his body. 

Jun Zixuan propped his body on his elbows before getting off her. 

She quickly pushed herself to get out of the bed and kept glancing at the tent in his towel. She gulped, "That...You...You..." Gosh, was she having a speech disorder?

He stood up from the bed and raised an eyebrow, "I'm a man, after all. If you knead or touch at wrong places, I'll be hard," He nonchalantly said, "Why do you look so shocked?"

"Well..."

"Oh?" Looking at her face, he shook his head, "Did you think I was turned on by you? We are friends. That's not possible. It was just a 'normal' man's 'normal' reaction."

His sentence hit her hard. Yes, they were friends. He was not turned on by her then why did she almost kissed him? How could she let her hormones go astray? She was breaking her own rules. 

"I'll get some water from downstairs," She walked past him. 

He held her hand, "We have water here," He pointed his chin towards the bedside table. 

She bit her bottom lips, "Cold water. I like my water when it's chilled.''

"Wait..."