Page 94 of Psychological War

“Ready?” I asked. I had to end this quickly, or she was going to keep fighting until she dropped.

“Yup, ten seconds and I’ll have your ass on the ground.” Slowly she brought her hand up, telling me to push forward. Taunting me. Laughing to myself I wondered what her end game was. She barely could hold herself, yet she wanted me to pounce first. Granted, most would probably go after her first. All my enemies would. They wouldn’t allow her to strike first.

I held her smirk and charged forward. I could wrap my arms around her waist and tackle her. Just as I reached her, my arms begin to wrap around her, and everything slowed down. She grabbed hold of my left arm, knocking it off her body. Holding me by my wrist stretched out she spun around and elbowed me in the back of the neck. My body launched forward, but before I could go any further my left knee was kicked out.What the fuck?The burning sensation of my scalp had me gritting my teeth together. She wrapped her hand around the top of my head, gripping my hair so tight and pulled me backwards onto my back. As soon as my back connected with the floor mat, the air left my lungs, and then she punched my face. Fucking shit.

I don’t even know when I closed my eyes, but when I finally opened them, I watched Salem walking off the mat, her pony tail swinging back and forth. My eyes never left her as she walked to the bench where our waters sat. She chugged hers before picking mine up with a towel.

“Are you still distracted?” she asked, walking back towards me.

I had no idea what to even say to her. I have no idea what just happened, or how it happened. I couldn’t even catch my breath.

“No,” I said, my voice coming out like a whisper.

Slowly sitting up she sat down across from me, shoving the water into my hand before nodding at me. Bringing the water bottle to my mouth I welcomed the cooling sensation.

“You okay?” she asked.

“I’m good, just haven’t had my ass kicked in a while,” I said, chuckling to myself. Which was a lie. Salem always seemed to be able to kick my ass.

“It’s about marshmallow time.” Salem smirked at me when I narrowed my eyes at her calling me a marshmallow. Since the hospital she’d begun calling me that, and though I claimed to hate it, I secretly loved it.

“I’m confused. Maybe because I just got the wind taken out of me,” I said, taking another swig of my water. “But I don’t even know what I’m trying to ask—”

“There's a lot you don’t know about me, Zane,” she mumbled, cutting me off. “I’ve been training secretly,” she whispered. Probably hoping I wouldn’t hear, but I did. That is why she was tired more than normal.

“Okay,” I tell her.

“Can you kiss me now?” she asked.

Before I could even nod or do it myself, she jumped into my waiting lap, her arms resting around my broad shoulders. Crashing her lips to mine she tasted like mint and sweat, and I craved her taste. Opening her mouth and allowing my tongue to dip in, I licked her teeth, and sucked on her tongue, bringing it into my own mouth, claiming her mouth as mine. She straddled my waist and began to grind against my growing cock. Fuck she was incredible. I craved her. She was like my lifeline, and I had to have her. I swallowed her moans, my cock becoming painful inside my pants as she just continued rubbing herself against me, her hands flying into my hair. Yanking my head back she broke our kiss just to latch onto my neck biting down hard.

“Fuck,” I moaned.

“I need you,” was all she said before I had ripped her shorts off her body and pulled my shorts down.

“Have me,” I barely had the chance to get out before she impaled herself on my cock.

“FUCK,” she screamed.

Still, I forced my body to relax before I did one pump. I hadn’t even done that as a teenager, but with Salem it didn’t matter how many times we went at it, how many times I tasted her. It would never be enough.

“If you don’t start moving, I will fuck myself in front of you, and you will NOT be able to touch me,” Salem growled at me.

Smacking her ass, knowing it would leave a handprint, I began moving my hips, working myself back and forth. Her moans grew louder and louder as I watched my cock move in and out of her cunt. It was such a pretty sight. I couldn’t look away, her pussy was dripping wet.

“Fuck,” she moaned again. Her moans were like music to my ears. I lived for them. I wanted them all. “Fas—” Wrapping my hand around her throat I cut her off with another smack to her ass.

“Spread your legs further,” I groaned out.

“I nee-I need to…” she started to stutter. Reaching forward I began rubbing her clit, earning another loud moan mixed with a scream. “Pl-please.”

“Come for me, Kitten.” Pinching her clit she came with a loud scream of my name, and hearing my name on her lips, I didn’t give her time, flipping us over. I pounded into her not caring that she needed to catch her breath. Wrapping a hand around her throat, her eyes went wide, smirking at me. Clutching her pussy on me, I stilled, fighting against myself. I didn’t want to cum just yet. I wanted more from her.

“Fuck you, Salem, clutching around me like that is going to cause me to lose my mind. “Open your mouth.”

She opened her mouth, allowing me to spit in her mouth. I watched as she swirled her tongue around and swallowed.

“Fuck,” I gritted out.

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