Dante's POVShe tried again, and this time, when I blocked, I pulled her forward, spinning her around and pinning her arms to her sides, her back against my chest. "See? Weak.""That's because you're cheating," she protested, but she was pressing back into me, her head tilting to give me access to her neck."This isn't cheating. This is showing you what a real attacker would do." I spoke directly into her ear, feeling her shiver. "You need to be prepared for anything.""Anything?" She turned her head slightly, her lips almost brushing my jaw.I released her abruptly, putting distance between us again. "Yes. Anything. Now, let's work on blocks."We continued, but the lesson quickly devolved into something else entirely. Every time I demonstrated a move, she found a way to turn it into an opportunity to press against me, to run her hands along my arms, my chest, my shoulders under the guise of "learning the motion.""You need to keep your core tight," I instructed, placing my hand on he
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