6 months later.
As my back hit the ground again, a bitter taste in my mouth appeared. I spit the blood out and jump up ready to attack him again. Left hook, he smoothly catched my hand and twisted it behind me pulling me closer to his body.
He was so warm and I could feel his skin on mine. I tried to use my other hand to get myself out but he only pushed my arm more between my shoulder blades. Then his warm breath slowly touched my skin. Making all of my hair stand up.
"You are still slow." He whispered, sneaking his other arm around my waist. It was something he has been doing for months now, since I said I want to train with him. I enjoyed the little flirty moves he does.
Taking this as an opportunity I elbowed him in the stomach. In surprise he let go of me allowing m
