I watch Marinah like she's prey. She looks around, trying to figure out how to keep herself occupied, and s*x is all I have on my mind when I look at her. Her eyes find mine, and I see the moment she realizes I'm going to pounce. She's quick, and even though I had every intention of catching her, she eludes me. She crouches low several feet away, her breathing heavier, her focus entirely on me.
"Taking you here isn't happening," I say while slowly circling her like the predator I am.
She turns with me. "What is happening?"
"It's been two minutes, and you're already going stir-crazy. I thought some sparring was in order."
She shakes her head. "That's not the look I see in your eyes."
"I'm not surprise-" I attack before finishing the statement. She uses a leg block and twists her body t
