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I smile, standing over her. We did a thirty-minute beginner’s session, including pad work and basic slipping and parrying. I could tell Molly was feeling it, but she pushed through, biting down, even when her arms began weakening.
“How do you feel?” I ask.
She smiles with that almost high look people get during intense exercise. I’ve seen it countless times in the gym. “Good. Sort of relieved. Like, right now, the world makes sense.”
“I couldn’t have put it better myself,” I tell her. “That’s exactly how I feel, too.”
She’s covered in sweat, her clothes sticking to her, making her look even sexier.
“But we’re not done yet,” I tell her. “That was just the striking session. Now, I’ll teach you what to do if some madman tries to attack you.” I offer her my hands. She reaches up and takes them. When I pull her to her feet, the momentum carries her into my arms.
I catch her and kiss her again. She’s so difficult to resist. I grab her hips, obsessed with them, obsessed withher. I can’t believe she’d ever think her curviness is a bad thing. It makes me feral. It makes me hungry. I push her against the padded wall, grinding my dick against her, slipping my hands down to her ass. She moans, shivering against me.
“I’m all sweaty,” she murmurs between kisses.
“I don’t give adamn,” I tell her, kissing her more passionately.
“Is this the lesson?” she says, a note of seductive sassiness in her voice. “Are you the madman, Duke? Is that anattack?”
I smirk, slipping my hand around her belly, in between her legs. “Does it feel like an attack?”
She leans against the wall, moaning so damn sexily. Wide-eyed, she stares at me as I slip my hand down her yoga pants. She grabs my wrists and shakes her head like she’s going to stop me. Then it’s like the lust explodes inside her, and she can’t help it. She nods instead and lets my hand go.
I groan fiercely when I feel the wetness in her underwear, her hot pussy, her folds. Rubbing up and down, I know I’ll die before I ever touch another woman. Molly is too perfect, her tight, young pussy too receptive for me.Justfor me. She shivers as I pay attention to her needy clit.
“I need to taste you,” I snarl. “I need to feast on your pussy.”
“But… I’m a virgin…”
“We don’t have to go all the way,” I tell her.
“Don’t you want to?” she asks.
I laugh savagely. “Ineedto. I need to tear off those pants to slide my dick into your heat. I’m going to spread your tight virgin slit. I’m going to fuck you until you cream for me and cover my dick with your release.”
That same near-scared expression takes hold of her features, but then she pushes it away. A sense of daring, adventure, andyouthwashes over me when she looks at me like that. “I want that, too,” she whispers.
I can hear her nerves, but I can also hear the desire beneath.
“This is called a double-leg takedown,” I say.
“Huh?”
She squeals in delight when I wrap my arms around her, lift her off the floor, and gently lay her on her back. I lean back as she wraps her legs around me. “This is full guard,” I say, grinning, completely caught up in the moment.
She flushes. Her smile is a mirror of mine. I know that, on some level, we’re both detached from this moment. We’re both thinking about the expiration date, the impossibility. I also know, at this moment, neither of us cares. All that matters isnow.
I grab her yoga pants and pull them down, revealing her perfect curviness inch by inch. Tossing them aside, I stare at her underwear, all twisted from the activity. Her lips are swollen as if filled with lust.
Kneeling down, I slide my hands up her legs, kissing her calves, the inside of her knees, then her thighs, tasting her sweat, tastingher. My cock is so hard I can hardly take it, but I need to feel her pussy creaming into my mouth, her juices telling me how badly she needs this.
Pulling down her underwear, I stare at her perfect pussy for a moment. Her pink hole glimmers with wetness. She’s so damn ready for this. I almost howl like a wild beast with the desire.
She nods, even if she still has that look in her eyes, half nerves, half excitement. I can tell she was honest when she said she’s a virgin. All of this is clearly new to her.
Fuck. I can’t think, not when I kiss up her thigh again, getting close to her center. I can smell her lust, a tempting scent of desire that draws me in. Placing my hands on her thighs, I bring my mouth to her pussy, indulging in her taste, running my tongue from her clit to her hole all over her folds. I groan as her lust washes over my tongue. There’s disbelief in her moans, and I know she’s never donethiseither. My perfect woman can’t believe how good it feels.
I bring my finger to her entrance as I tongue her clit. I could listen to her moans all day long, the lust shivering in her voice, the tension like at any second she could melt for me. She implied she wants to go all the way.
