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“I know I don’t need to be, but I want to be. You know training isn’t about using bags or targets, but people.”
“Unless Randy’s here to supervise or to train with me, I use the bags and targets.”
“I’m here and I’m perfectly capable of hitting back.”
“You’ll actually hit back?”
“Are you afraid?”
“Of you, hell no.”
He smirked. This woman was nothing like the Family’s other women. They were all submissive, beaten into behaving, or at least the threat of it kept them in line. He unbuttoned his shirt and moved onto the mat.
“Why did you take off your shirt?” she asked.
“So I can fight you?”
“You fight with your clothes on.”
“What’s the matter, is this too much for you?”
“No, I just don’t see why you’re getting naked.”
“You can look all you want.”
She rolled her eyes, which he found really cute. “I don’t want to look.”
“Then how about we stop talking, you pick up a knife, and we handle this ourselves, huh? Come at me. Attack me.”
“You’re sure? You don’t want to warm up?”
“I’m already ready, Isabella.”
“Why do you keep calling me by my full name?” she asked.
“It’s what was given to you. I don’t want you to shorten my name. Besides, I like your name. Stop stalling and do as I’ve asked. Grab your knife and come at me.” He stood, waiting, watching.
He wanted her body against his, no doubt about it.
She hesitated but finally decided on a small-bladed knife. A wise choice, but not for her. She needed to have something long to do the most damage. Her steps were slow as she watched him.
He waited, poised for attack.
For the short time she waited, he couldn’t help but admire her body. The full hips, big tits, and rounded stomach. Her waist was small, but there was more than enough of her to grab on to.
All he wanted to do was fuck her. To have his fill, but he also wanted to give her pleasure. To watch her come apart in ways no man had ever given her.
When she finally hit, he was ready. She struck out toward his midriff. He blocked the attack, grabbing her hand and forcing her to drop the blade as with a few simple actions, he had her completely in his arms.
“Now, I thought you would do better than that.”
She threw her head back, stunning him.
He loosened his hold, giving her enough time to drop, grab the knife, and come back at him.
Ready for more, she went for the attack. She’d have sliced him twice before he was able to dodge her. Isabella held herself back with the knife, and by the time she got him on the floor, the blade at his throat, he smiled.
“I win.”
“Do you? Or did I let you win?”
“You and I both know I’d have spilled your guts all over this floor.”
“But you didn’t.” He cupped her hips and in one quick movement, had her on the floor beneath him. The knife well out of reach, but she had to deal with him. “Now, I’ve got you,” he said.
He couldn’t resist pressing his cock against her core, watching her gasp. “Do you like that?”
“You’re being inappropriate.”
“I’m so glad your father didn’t give you to anyone else. You’re going to be all mine.”
Her nipples hardened and with the kinds of clothes she wore, it was easy for him to see what he was doing to her body. What she liked.
“Get off me,” she said. She could easily wiggle away.
“Do you want me to stop?” he asked.
“Yes.”
He instantly lifted his hands and saw the sadness he’d caused by letting her go.
Smiling to himself, he stepped away from her, giving her the space she required. He didn’t want to step back. No, he actually wanted to fuck her, get to know her, and fuck protocol.
“I want to let you know, Isabella, with me, you don’t have to stick to protocol. I’m quite happy for us to get to know one another on a fundamental basis.”
“You mean you want to sleep with me and then forget all about the wedding.”
He advanced toward her, and she stepped back. They were far from the wall and this time, he trapped her against him and a hard place. “I will never back out. We’re going to be married. You’re going to take my name. It doesn’t mean we can’t have a little fun in the process.”
“How can I trust you?” she asked.
He grabbed her hand and placed it against his dick. “Feel that. It’s what you do to me. All I can think about is you.”
Now, against his better instincts, he sank his fingers into her hair, tilted her head back, and kissed her, claiming her. Finally having her all to himself. No woman ever made him feel this … need. She drove him wild and what was more, she didn’t even know it.
