Haunting-Adeline

“Because you’re not listening. You’re hardly even moving.”
I scoff and argue, “I am too.”
He cocks a brow, unimpressed. “Every me I choke you, you just get
flustered and try to knee me in the dick. You’re not doing the movements
I’ve taught you to do.”
Blood rises to my cheeks, and I just know that I look like a bright red
cherry.
“That’s a lie,” I shoot back. He just smirks and grabs my throat in a ght
grip, pushing me back against the wall behind me. My eyes round, and if I
had any sense, I’d do the movements he’s been walking me through for the
past hour.
But all I can do is stare.
“Break the hold, Addie,” he says quietly, his deep voice sending delicious
shivers down my spine.
I go to clear my throat but then remember it’s being crushed by Zade’s
rather large hand.
You can do this Addie. You’re only hot because you forgot to open the
window.
Li ing my arm, I twist forward and bring it over his extended arm, and
jerk down with all my strength. His arm stays ght and his body twists with
mine, counterac ng my escape.
“You can’t do that!” I shout, my fist bounding off his steel muscles when
I go to land a punch on his chest.
He releases me.
“Do you really think an a acker is going to do what you want them to
do? If you’re a emp ng escape, they’re going to do everything in their
power to make sure you don’t succeed.”
I huff, out of breath and ready to go back to kneeing him in the balls, or
a emp ng to, at least. Maybe I’ll just drop kick them instead. Even if my
toe merely grazes the hairs on his balls, I’ll feel more accomplished than I
do now.
“You’re too slow. I can see your intent from a mile away. You need to be
quicker, catch me off guard from the swi ness and strength of your a ack.”
He goes through the movements with me several more mes, keeping
his hands loose as he guides my arms.