Jacob and Francine finally disentangled their bodies, gathered what remained of their clothing, and got dressed, both wearing ridiculously happy expressions on their faces.
"So, did you enjoy training with me?" Jacob c****d his head and asked with a sly smirk on his face.
"No, I hated every second. Couldn't you tell?" Francine retorted, sticking her tongue out at him playfully.
Jacob instantly reached out and pulled her back into his bare chest, snaking his arms around her waist. "Is that why I'm covered in scratches and bite marks then? There I was thinking you were lost in a haze of lust," he nipped her earlobe in a sign of dominance that had a warm, fuzzy feeling swell in her heart. She felt safe, protected by his strength.
"Hey, you weren't exactly playing nice either. I look like
