Page 61 of Deadly Secrets

“Okay,” he said while he finished his last push-up and stood.

“First, take your shoes off. They are not allowed on the mat.”

I took my sneakers off and placed them next to my sports bag, then I stepped on the wrestling mat and waited for Zayn’s instructions.

“Before we practice any self-defense moves, I want to teach you some basic maneuvers,” he explained.

Over the next hour or so, he taught me some fundamental movements, such as how to escape from someone’s grip or how to use the base of my palm to target and break an assailant’s nose. We repeated all the exercises until I was exhausted, and my entire body ached.

His T-shirt hugged every muscle of his torso, arms, shoulders, and back.

Why did men look so fuckable with a black T-shirt and gray sweatpants?

“Okay. Now we’re gonna practice a real-life scenario.”

“What do I need to do?” I asked, biting my lower lip.

“I’m going to throw an attack your way, and I want you to show me how you would counteract an opponent my size using the techniques I’ve shown you.”

Great.

Before I could seek further guidance from him, Zayn lunged at me, pulling me closer with his right arm. He secured both of my hands and pressed them against my chest while his front pressed firmly against my back. I let out a scream. Desperately, I attempted to free myself from his grip, but no matter how hard I struggled, his hold on me only grew stronger, thwarting my every attempt to break free. I pushed my ass back against him, and I shivered with the groan that escaped his lips right in my ear. I could feel his hardness as I kept grinding my hips against him.

As he loosened his hold on me, I linked my right foot behind his right leg, taking the opportunity to fight him back. With a swift movement, I pushed backward, causing both of us to tumble onto the mat. In an instant, Zayn rolled over me, positioning his entire body atop mine, with his hips nestled between my legs. Securing both of my hands, he firmly placed them above my head, rendering me wholly immobilized in under three seconds.

“Is that how you plan on defending yourself from an attacker? By begging him to fuck you?” He pushed his hips forward, clearly showing me how hard he was for me. My only answer was a quiet whimper.

“I knew you were trouble from the moment I met you, beautiful,” he said before his mouth collided with mine in a hungry and devastating kiss. Our tongues clashed desperately while each nerve in my body came alive with every thrust from his hips. I wanted him to rip my clothes off so he could take me here on this mat.

“Please,” I begged. It wasn’t clear from my plea if I was begging him to stop or to continue. He suddenly shifted one of his hands so he could keep a tight hold of both of my wrists simultaneously. He didn’t break the kiss, but his other hand traveled to one of my breasts, pinching my nipple over the fabric. “Zayn,” I moaned, my voice full of lust as he pushed his free hand under my leggings. He shoved my underwear to one side and sank two fingers into my wetness as I tried to quiet my cries of pleasure.

“I love how wet you are for me, babe.”

He steadily continued with his sweet torture, moving both fingers in an angle that kept hitting the right spot every single time he pushed them in and out. I lifted my hips, seeking more pressure in an attempt to reach that peak that would throw me over the edge. His mouth continued to devour me, our breathing becoming more and more frantic. I was close, so close, but he suddenly broke our kiss and sat back on his knees. Before I could make any complaints, he pushed my leggings and underwear down until my bottom half was completely naked.

Well, I still had my socks on.

“I’ve fucked you twice already, but I haven’t tasted you yet. I’m going to eat your pussy now, and you’re going to come on my face. But you need to be quiet. Can you do that for me, babe?”

I nodded, furrowing my eyebrows with my mouth slightly open.

He dropped his head between my thighs, and with one stroke, he licked my entire wetness.

“Mmm, your pussy tastes better than I imagined.” Zayn continued licking me as I used both of my hands to thread my fingers in his thick black hair. I was at the mercy of his tongue, and every time he circled my bundle of nerves, my body arched, seeking more friction. Each stroke ignited every cell in my body, and my moans became louder when he pushed two fingers inside me while he sucked on my clit. Every torturous movement of his fingers and tongue brought me closer to fucking Nirvana, and each time I pulled his hair, Zayn’s response was to finger fuck me harder and lick faster.

It didn’t take me long to reach my climax, but he kept stroking and sucking relentlessly to prolong my orgasm.

When I came down from my high, Zayn grabbed my clothes and passed them to me. I threw on my clothes while he fixed up his sweatpants. He raised my bag from the ground and motioned for me to come closer. Gently, he lifted my chin and planted a soft kiss on my lips.

“You’ve done a good job today. Let’s go home; I’ll cook dinner. We can continue our training in a couple of days.”

I circled his waist with my arms, planting another kiss on his lips before saying, “Knows how to cook, an excellent personal-defense instructor, and exceptional at giving head. What have I done to deserve you?”

A half smile graced the corner of his mouth as he looked at me.

“You deserved to be worshipped, Sienna. Since I met you at that bar in Tribeca, I haven’t stopped thinking about you, and the more I get to know you, the more I know that I want you in my life. I know you care about Noah, so I won’t push on this matter any further, but please know that I’m here for you no matter what and that the only way this psycho will get to you is over my dead body.” His words were filled with a silent promise. A promise that said that I wasn’t alone in this.

“Let’s go home, Cobra Kai,” I replied, trying to lighten the mood. Zayn burst into laughter, the sound resonating deeply in my chest. He didn’t laugh as often as I’d liked, but I understood better than anyone where his darkness came from. I understood that he was my dark warrior with a damaged soul, and I was more than happy to bring light to his life and surrender to his shadows.

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