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He flipped ht now, aren’t ya?”

I brushed past hi so it “Yep Come on, teacher Teach me”

He rolled his eyes and re hih, t-shirt

“Okay Let’s see what you can do”

He lunged forward and I kicked him in the balls, or I tried, but he deflected that quickly Pretty damn quickly

“Good try, but most men are prepared for that”

I nodded “Okay Again” All he did was lunge forward and I tried everything I could think of, first his face, which he avoided by a quick sideways ain Finally, in what I can only describe as a fit of annoyance, I stepped on his foot

“Shit!” He lifted his foot, frowning even as his lips turned up into a grin “Okay, well eventually so ork But by then,” he flipped ainst his front, “he could have a knife in you, several bullets, or just a tranquilizer to knock you out and take you wherever he wants”

“Crap!” His feet sweptbody on top of me Not a bad position in my opinion, but, “Cheap shot”

“This ain’t UFC, Teddy There are no rules Fight dirty, do whatever you have to do to get free And be smart about it” His breath smelled of beer and barbecue sauce, and daet me off of you”

I bucked oddaled back and forth to no avail My atte him only made him lean back “I’m basically fuckin’ dead, then” Which kind of sucked, considering how hard I’d worked toof myself Twice

“No, you’re not Be smart”

Is it wrong that I heard hiain, this time with more purpose More focus on a central part of his body that slowly came to life behind his zipper “Is that smart?”

He groaned “Probably not sritted out

And just for shits and giggles, and because the ain His breaths caled “Or it’s the s you’ve done in a while,” I said and wrapped ht where I throbbed A moan slipped out