For the millionth time that day, Kareena felt her heart beat faster than it ever had in her life. She might as well have cardiac arrest at this point.
One would think the girl's thoughts were exaggerated but contrary to that, they were very justified. Claude Walker, her one night stand, recognized her!
'It's over! It's over if I admit! Calm down, be logical and calm', she chanted.
As much as the situation was obvious, Kareena did not want to admit to and acknowledge their history. She knew it was a stretch but if she could overturn the situation and make him believe he was wrong, she would be a devotee to whichever god would save her then!
"Mr. Walker", she started with a calmer and stable voice. "I don't care who you are or who you think I am, but know this, I will hurt you if you don't get your hands off of me."
Claude was taken by how quickly she took control of her emotions. Still, he countered, his eyes and voice bearing the raw emotion of hurt. "Haven't you done so already?"
"Excuse me?" Her eyes reflected her confusion.
Of course, she would not know. But he was not about to spell it out for her. He had more pressing matters. It was his turn to voice out his confusion.
"I'm confused. Are you drawing the line because you've forgotten me and would like to keep it professional or because you're pretending not to know me?"
So he realized that she was drawing the line and was still acting like this? He eagerly waited for her reply. She bit the inside of her lip. Answering either question oddly felt like a trap. She just could not bring herself to open her mouth.
"Did I do such a poor job? But with the way your tight little pussy greedily sucked me in and the way your pretty mouth moaned my name..." He huskily whispered, staring into space recalling the erotic memory before bringing his gaze and thumb to her lower lip. "...I thought I left a good impression."
She felt her face grow hot and she did not need anyone to tell her how red she was. Her sex throbbed at the reminder of such an intimate moment.
She closed her eyes. She needed to regain composure and clarity. She still needed to throw him off the idea that it was her.
"Look, I am just an agent who came to do my job not who you think I am. And I've said this already, things like these could make people misunderstand. So let me go and I'll pretend this never happened", she offered, desperately fighting to keep her eyes from wandering to his chest.
"See, the more you say that the more I want to prove myself to you", he pointed out. "You keep hurting my pride."
"And I'll be hurting more than your pride if you keep this up", she warned, danger in her tone.
He sighed and dropped his hands from her waist to cross them against his chest. Why the hell is he flexing his muscles right now?
Peeling her eyes away from his guns, she looked back at his face. He looked defeated as he looked at her stubborn self. "Kareena, look me in the eye and tell me you don't know me."
Eye contact? Easy. "I don't know you."
Silence.
That should do it, she thought. But the defeated look in his eyes was suddenly replaced with a glimmer she could not understand. Her gaze went to his lips and she watched them stretch into a proud smirk. That smirk..... She just fell for his trick!
What to do? What to do?
She zeroed in on a pressure point on his neck at the same time quickly swinging her hand towards it. She had one thought, 'Knock him out now, think later!'
Claude's eyes widened from the sudden oncoming attack. He did a quick mental calculation of where her hand would strike. He reflexively moved his hand fast and deflated her attack to hold her wrist instead. "Cute, but you're not getting out of this easily."
He saw through her! Kareena felt her blood boil with anger. She snatched her hand from his hold and went on the offense. She clenched her hands into fists and threw a punch at his nose.
The man nimbly leaned out of the way only for her to throw another one at his right temple. Claude's hand countered it away from him and caught it. Before she could free herself, she was spun around, her shoulder ached from her arm being twisted.
Pak!
"Ah!" Kareena felt her bottom sting before she was sent stumbling forward with a push. She caught herself before she could fall. If it were possible, steam would be blowing out of her ears from anger. How dare he?!
She turned to glare at him to find a stupid sexy smirk on his face. "Still soft. Of course, I prefer it bare."
She strode forward to swing her leg to kick his head, he blocked it and stepped away. She moved forward, throwing another powerful kick. He still blocked it and moved.
She followed, mercilessly throwing kick after kick and he tirelessly blocked and evaded them. She caught him off guard with a punch aiming for his temple. She really wanted him unconscious, how pissed off was she?
"Hmm!" She groaned when he caught her wrist. She wasted no second to throw the other only for him to catch it as well.
"Ha!" She choked out. He roughly turned her around, hands restrained behind her back, and pinned her to the wall with his front pressing into her back.
"Hng!" She pushed back to free herself only for him to press into her back, slamming her against the wall.
"Feisty!" He growled and huskily whispered in her ear. "Remember when I had you bent over the bed while holding your hands like this? I think you like it from the back. You were moaning a lot louder."
That mouth of his just cannot shut up. Her active mind easily took her to the moment and time. She clenched her thighs to appease her throbbing sex and the wetness soaking her underwear.
Why was she getting turned on right now? Her body should not betray her as well!! She crushed her heel onto his foot.
"Fuck Kareena!" He groaned, loosening the grip on her wrist when she took advantage of it and knocked the air out of his lungs with a strong elbow. "Ho!"
She spun around to elbow his face when he blocked it. "This won't do."
Before she understood what he meant, strong hands wrapped around her lifting her feet off the ground to hurl her onto the plushy bed with a bounce.