NovelEnglishSydney's mind went blank.
Her eyes widened in shock as she stared at the man's face right before her.
His eyes were shut, as if he was enjoying the moment.
Sydney's body stiffened, and she couldn't move an inch. She didn't even have the energy to push him away.
Somehow, she found her entire body soft and limp. Suddenly, she felt a strong force push her against the wall. Christopher started kissing her harder.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHis large hands pressed against her shoulders, and slowly roamed downwards. He wrapped an arm around her waist, holding his other arm against her back while slowly inching downward. Sydney's knees went weak, and she almost lost her balance. She was pinned to the wall, allowing him to drag her along for the ride.
He hugged her tight in his arms, stopping her from collapsing on the floor.
As the kiss deepened to the point of almost losing control, Sydney's mind buzzed as she felt all energy being sucked out of her. She felt as though she was no longer herself. Just then, she felt him pinch her at her waist. Sydney snapped back to reality, and pushed Christopher away with all her might.
She panted hard as she looked up at him. He stared back at her, the look in his eyes complex.
Sydney smoothed out her clothes, her erratic breathing betraying the panic she felt.
Christopher looked silently at her before finally saying after a long while, "Sorry. I couldn't hold myself back." He said it flatly, not really sounding guilty about it at all. In fact, he sounded almost righteous about it.
He couldn't hold himself back, so he kissed her without her permission.
His behavior clearly crossed a line, yet somehow, Sydney didn't feel the slightest bit angry. She simply felt panicked, and had the urge to flee the room. "Are you alright?" Christopher lifted a hand, wanting to caress her face.
Sydney avoided his touch like the plague. "I'm fine." Christopher retracted his hand, and smirked. "I'm sorry. I thought you were..." Sydney looked at him, and realized she might have given him the wrong idea. But he was indeed in the wrong for kissing her without her permission. "I'll make it up to you. Tell me, what do you want?" "I don't want anything. Don't worry about tell an at happened today. I won't tell anyone about it. Don't worry, your reputation won't be affected one bit." Sydney said.
Christopher burst out laughing. "You think I'm worried about that? It doesn't matter even if you tell athe about it. It's true that I kissed you." Sydney looked up at him in doubt.
Christopher went on, "I'm just worried that you'll hateand no longer want to seeanymore." Sydney didn't know what to say in response.
"May I call you Syd?" He didn't want to call her Mdm. Harper or President Harper anymore. It made them sound like strangers.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmChristopher was making his intent very clear.
Sydney said, "Mr. Jackson, I have a husband." "I know. I don't mind." Sydney was shocked to hear what Christopher said.
She kept pinching herself to see if she was in fact dreaming. She m couldn't understand why Christopher would be remotely interested in her. "Mr. Jackson, I'm past the age of forty and am a married woman. I'm sure hordes of women fancy you, and they're probably younger and more beautiful than I am. I think..."
"Syd," Christopher said, cutting her off. "Do you really think I'm so m superficial only fancying young girls? Sydney bowed her head, not daring to look at him. Christopher's sensual and magnetic voice sounded in her ears.
"Why can't a man likefancy a woman with experience like you? or do you think all men are the same?" "Mr. Jackson, that's not what I meant. I just don't understand why you would..." Sydney felt embarrassed to even complete her sentence.
She couldn't believe her heart was racing like a young, naive girl having her first romantic encounter.
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