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“To teach me how to fight,” she answered with one of those smiles that made me want to claim her lips on the spot.
“Good.”
I tried to think of what routine to start with but got heavily distracted when her fingers unclasped the button holding the waistband of her denim shorts. Her hair fell forward when she lowered her body, shrugging off the heavy material from her legs. She held them and folded them rather slowly.
My gaze ran down the length of her long legs. Smooth, perfect skin, only covered by the skimpy shorts I was guessing she intentionally wore. My throat tightened, and a rush of boiling hot blood rushed below my belt.
“What are you doing?”
Her shoulders lifted in a careless shrug as she stowed away the shorts on an empty bench by the corner. With that done, she walked towards me like a wild cat with innocence for eyes. Her hair poured like silken waves over and below her back, and I wanted to touch it. To feel the strands through my fingers, hold her, and fuck her right there.
Her lips were moving, and that was when I realized she’d been saying something.
“...expect me to train in those shorts, right?” She dropped her gaze to her sweatshirt, and her fingers brushed the hem. “Or these?”
In a blink, the top went over her head and dropped to the floor. I eyed her sports bra, loving how well it complimented the “training” shorts. The heat in the room intensified, and I literally broke a sweat.
She stared on expectantly, and it dawned on me that she was waiting for me to say something.
“You do realize this is only one more room in the house.”
“That is really far from the main house and the rest of civilization? Yes.”
Appreciating her sense of humor, I took an intentional step forward and tipped her chin up with my thumb. “Regardless. Anyone can walk in on us at any moment.”
Her lips parted, and she swiped her pink tongue over them. Half-lidded, she peered into my gaze. “Let’s seize every minute, then.” Her hands, soft and warm, cradled my face, and she uttered words that could destroy any man in an instant: “I want to kiss you.”
I did too.
I wanted to hold her lips against mine and kiss her until the sun dipped low and the stars came out. But this training was important. I never would have agreed to bring her out here if it wasn't.
I stuck my fingers to her side, opened and exposed, and leaned closer, swallowing the puffs of breath escaping from her lips. The temptation to cover her mouth and taste the sweetness of her lips was almost overpowering.
“You’re vulnerable.”
Her chest rose and fell, and her gaze drifted to my lips. “Wh-What?”
I stuck my fingers deeper into her side, causing enough pain for a rough jab, and took two steps back. Far enough to get my senses back and focus on everything else besides the length of my erection pressed against her stomach.
“You are vulnerable and distracted.” She trailed my fingers stuck above her hip, and when she looked back at me, understanding set in.
That fucking sunshine smiled again as her arms went up in mock surrender. “Fine. You got me. I’m ready to train.”
***
I taught her everything I knew. From demonstrating the proper stance and footwork to guiding her through basic movements. Balance, agility... every lesson was important as far as I was concerned. As long as fucking Paul De Luca was still roaming out there like a pesky rat.
I took time to show her how to throw punches with precision and teach her how to aim for her opponent’s vulnerable spots. She practiced defensive maneuvers, handling a gun, blocking incoming strikes, and shielding herself from attacks with her arms and legs.
She was a fast learner. I was proud of her eagerness, concentration, and zeal. Everything was intentional. But I also knew she pushed herself to the limits because she felt time was running out.
Let’s seize every minute then.
She wanted to savor every second because, secretly, inside, she thought it would be her last. I didn’t want to dissuade her or promise her of a bright future we were yet to see. That’s why I gave it everything I had; through the sweat, the muscle pulls, painful groans, and short sobs, I drilled her with a powerful roundhouse and lightning-fast front kicks.
If only I had known that none of those things could save us.
***
