Blakely’s POV
Jake grins at me as he lunges for me.
I move, but not quite quick enough, and he grabs me and pulls me hard against his body, my back to his torso, his arm around my throat.
Dammit.
I feel my n*****s harden and I try to ignore the fact that I do not mind him winning if this is the consolation.
I pull on his arm and he releases me. I feel my cheeks burning and I shake my shoulders, trying to clear my mind.
This is my opportunity to prove my skills and I need to have all my wits about me.
I move slowly back into the ready position and try to read his body language to figure out where his next move will be.
He lunges again and I jump out of the way just in time, turning to counterattack, but he is already there, grabbing my body against his and gently pinning me to t
