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“The gossip train always does.” She lets out a weary sigh, and I study her for a moment. She has been a passenger on that gossip train for years, but by the pensive look on her face, I’m wondering if she is growing as tired of it as I am. “Is Grant okay?”
“Yeah, he’s fine,” I assure her.
She nods her head and changes the subject, noticing my inquisitive stare. “Was that martial arts?”
“It’s Krav Maga,” I reply, drinking her in as she steps closer toward me. The blue tank top she is wearing hugs her chest, outlining the shape of her perky breasts and revealing the buds of her nipples pressing against the fabric. My dick twitches and I avert my gaze, willing the fucker to back down before he builds yet another tent in my sweats.
“Krav Maga?” she questions, oblivious to the war raging in my pants. “Is that a form of street fighting?”
“Not exactly. It’s a military-style form of self-defense and fighting.”
“Wow. That’s pretty hardcore.” Her eyes roam over my body, taking in my chest and arms before meeting my eyes again, then tilting her head to the side. “You aren’t wearing your glasses.”
“No. Take them off when I’m training.”
“Can you see without them?”
“Yeah, I only need them for reading.”
“Why do you wear them all the time?”
“I can’t read anything without them, and because I read a lot, I got tired of taking them off only to put them back on again soon after, so I just leave them on.”
Her eyes trail down my body again before looking up at me. “What belt are you?”
“Black.”
Her eyebrows lift. “That’s amazing. I’ve always wanted to take self-defense classes.” She smiles sweetly, a subtle hint to her tone. “Do you think you could teach me some moves?”
“Moves?”
“Yeah.” She smiles brighter. “Some self-defense techniques and maybe some punches in case I’m ever in a situation where I need to put someone on their ass?”
She eyes me playfully, and I chuckle. “Sure.”
“Awesome.” She beams, taking a hair tie off her wrist and putting her hair up into a ponytail. Her tank top rides up, giving me a glimpse of the smooth golden skin of her flat stomach, and my dick jumps.
If she would just lift her arms a little higher, I would be able to see her belly button.
The clearing of her throat quickly snaps my eyes back up, and she gives me a smirk. “Should we get started?”
“Yep. Sure.” I rake my fingers through my hair and give myself one hell of a mental slap. I really need to pull my shit together, but the more I’m around her, the more I seem to be losing my self-control.
I walk over to the mat, and she follows, stopping to stand in front of me. “So, where do you want me?”
Where do I want you?…
I want you beneath me with your legs wrapped around my waist as I grind my cock against your sweet pussy. I want to bury my face in your neck and inhale your sweet scent while I trail my tongue from your neck to your ear… FUCK!
I mentally slap myself hard. Again. Jesus Christ, my dick has stolen my brain and is currently holding it hostage. Pinching the bridge of my nose, I take a deep breath and force myself to pull it together. “How about I show you how to get out of a choke hold?”
“Okay.”
I walk around behind her, and her head turns in my direction. “I’m going to put you in a headlock from behind. I won’t put too much pressure on you, so don’t worry.”
“I’m not worried,” she responds softly.
Wrapping my arm around her neck, I press against her back, and she lets out a gasp. Her whole body tenses under my hold as her chest rises and falls in quick succession. I lean down, catching a whiff of her floral perfume as I move closer to her ear. “Try to relax,” I whisper, and she angles her head toward mine. “It’s important to keep focused and not let fear cloud your mind.”
