Why was he acting like that?

Why was he acting like that?
“I promise you will not regret what you said earlier,” Leon murmured between their heated kisses.

His hand moved from her waist, sliding upward until it found her breast. Carissa bit her lower lip, trying to hold back the sound rising in her throat.

Leon pulled away for a moment, giving her space to breathe. Then he lifted her and sat her on his lap. He guided her legs around his waist, and once again she felt that hard part of him pressing between her thighs.

His lips moved to her neck, leaving slow kisses there. Now and then, he pressed lightly against her skin, making her gasp and let out soft sounds she could not stop. The feeling was new to her, strange and overwhelming, like something inside her waking up in a way she did not understand.

She could only let it happen.

“Pay attention,” Leon said as he paused. His hands wiped the sweat from her face. “Put your hands here. You can grab my hair if you want, just do not pull too hard.”

This was supposed to be practice, and he guided her step by step. He took her hands and placed them around his neck.

Leon looked at her, a small smile forming. The innocent look she always carried was fading, replaced by something softer, something that pulled him in.

“You are very beautiful, Car,” he said, before kissing her again and moving down to her neck.

His hands moved faster now, pulling off her top and tossing it aside. Without waiting, he touched her chest, holding and exploring her gently, drawing soft, broken sounds from her.

Leon pulled back slightly to look at her. She was only wearing a black bra now. His breathing changed. She looked even better than anything he had imagined. Her skin was warm, slightly damp, and it made it harder for him to think clearly.

Carissa gasped when his mouth moved to her collarbone. She could not hold back her sounds anymore when his lips moved lower, pressing kisses across her chest. Her head tilted back, and this time she did not try to hide it.

Leon smiled when he heard her.

“Does it feel good?” he asked, teasing her, while pressing her thighs against him so she could feel how hard he had become.

Carissa nodded slowly, her eyes half closed, lost in the feeling.

“What do we do next, sir?” she asked, her voice soft and heavy, making it harder for him to stay in control.

They were both deep in it now.

Truth was, Leon wanted to take everything from her right there. He wanted it more than he could think straight. But something inside him held back. He remembered everything Carissa had been through, how hard she had tried to rebuild herself. Was he really going to ruin her like this?

His hand moved to her face, holding it gently as he looked at her.

“Take off your pants,” he said, his voice lower now, giving in to the pull between them.

Carissa stood up without hesitation. Right in front of him, she pulled her pants down. Leon watched her, a slow smile spreading across his face. The way she listened so easily made him want her even more.

Once she was done, she climbed back onto his lap, wrapping her legs around his waist again. The moment she settled, she let out a soft sound when she felt him pressing harder against her.

She could feel how big and hard he was.

“Feel it,” Leon said near her ear, moving his hips slightly. “Feel how much I want you.”

Carissa let out a soft sound, her body reacting before she could think.

Her body reacted when his hand moved along her back, searching for the clasp of her bra.

“This thing is annoying,” he muttered as he removed it and tossed it aside.

The next moment, his face pressed against her chest.

Carissa let out a breathy sound, pulling him closer when his lips touched her there.

“Say my name, Car,” Leon said, his mouth moving back up to her neck.

“Nghh… Chaka…”

Her voice stopped. Leon went still.

Carissa covered her mouth as she saw the way he looked at her. His eyes had changed completely. Of course he would be angry. He had been the one touching her, making her feel all this, and yet she said another man’s name.

Carissa lowered her head, unable to face him. The air in the room felt thick now.

Leon let out a breath. “Well… you better sleep,” he said, his voice cold.

He moved her off his lap and stood up. Without another word, he walked out and left her alone.

Carissa frowned, confused, not knowing what just happened. How could he leave her like that when she was almost naked?

She let out an annoyed breath, picked up her clothes one by one, and put them back on.

Then she walked to the door and opened it. She paused when she saw him in the pantry, drinking water.

“Sir…” she started, but before she could finish, he brushed past her, moving her aside as he entered his room.

Bang.

The door shut hard behind him. Carissa clicked her tongue, still confused. Why was he acting like that? What they did was just practice, so it should not matter if she said Chaka’s name.

After all, she was learning this for Chaka… so that when the time came, she would not feel lost with him.