“During the day?”
“Yep. She said some guys saw her and started harassing her so she had to run through woods to hide. It’s not safe out there.”
“Oh no, you better tell Millie. She’ll help you tomorrow.”
“We’ll see.” Jessie walked toward her bed. It was a really nice place and she wouldn’t mind staying there a while, but after tomorrow she would have no choice but to leave.
* * * *
“Dalton, be serious, will you? I mean it now.” Millie yelled at Dalton as he grabbed her around the waist and kissed her. Hank chuckled, but Millie was getting fed up. Just as they began to move around the mats and work on some moves, Dalton wouldn’t keep his hands off of her.
She wasn’t really getting annoyed with him, but she did want her training to be taken more seriously. After all, he was supposed to be her instructor.
“Okay, I’m sorry, baby, but you smell so damn good. It’s hard to concentrate.”
She twisted out of his hold and stood in a ready stance with her fists a few inches apart as well as her legs. She was ready for his next move.
Dalton stepped toward her and made her circle back. He took a few shots, which she countered or ducked. Then Hank came at her from behind. She grabbed his arm and flipped him onto his back. Dalton laughed as he pointed down at his brother. Hank looked shocked.
“Holy shit, baby, that was hot,” Hank told her as he jumped up from his position without using his hands.
They continued this until Dalton went in for the kill. He grabbed Millie around the waist and hoisted her up over his shoulder. She screamed. She hadn’t expected that or the smacks to her ass. She wiggled furiously until he lost his hold nearly completely. She made her way like a snake down his back, between his legs, and made him fall.
“She got you good,” Hank teased and Dalton rolled her to her back, straddled her waist, then held her arms above her head.
“Looks like I got her good.”
She couldn’t fight him nor did she want to. He thrust his cock against her body and she moaned.
“That isn’t fair,” she stated, out of breath.
“Now was that a slick move, climbing over my back between my legs,” Dalton replied.
“You told me to improvise, overcome, and adapt. That’s exactly what I was doing. Aren’t you proud of me?”
“I’ll show you how proud I am,” he whispered then rubbed his erection against her mound. He leaned down and kissed her, releasing her hands from confinement. Millie wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back.
“Mmm. Sweet,” he stated after releasing her lips.
“Is this what goes on in these private combat training sessions?” Marco asked as he stood in the doorway. Hank was hiding his chuckle. Millie felt her cheeks blush and Dalton just shook his head.
“Haven’t you ever heard of knocking?” Dalton asked as he stood up, offered a hand to Millie, and then pulled her up to him.
“Sure have, but then that defeats the whole point of sneaking up on you,” Marco replied with a smile.
“I heard him come in, but you two were having too much fun,” Hank stated as he took Millie’s hand and pulled her toward him. He kissed her softly.
“You did good, even though Dalton began to fool around at the end,” Hank told her, and she gave him a squeeze.
“You ready to go, honey? I have to be back in town in thirty minutes,” Marco said.
“Definitely,” Millie replied as she grabbed her water bottle and bag. As she approached Marco, he pulled her against him and gave her a kiss.
“Where are you going to be?” Dalton asked her.
“Your place, taking a quick shower, then Marco’s going to drop me off at the shelter.”
“Okay. Are we still on for lunch?” Dalton asked.