EVELARA
My eyes were staring at him shamelessly, unable to withdraw at all.
Tossing the bottle aside, he started walking toward me. I swallowed hard as my eyes trailing down his damned figure, yet I tried my best not to—which I failed, obviously.
“Good,” He spoke through his deep, sensuous voice.
“You’re here.” His storm-grey eyes scanned me, and I felt simultaneously stripped bare and entirely seen.
“Ye-eah,” I stuttered the moment I opened my mouth.
“Good, let's begin.” He said, “stand in the center of the court.” He commanded with that dark tone of his which didn't only shudder my heart, but my core as well.
‘Get your grip you horny b***h!’ I snapped at myself, before following his direction.
“First lesson: balance and poise. Essential for any lady…” he paused
