She Hit The Floor Low-low-low Novels & Stories

I shifted my weight and kicked out, aiming directly at her leg. My foot connected. Clean. Her balance broke. I saw it happen in real time, the shift, the loss of stability, the moment she realized she couldn’t recover fast enough. And then— She fell. Her body hit the ground, her butt making contact first with a solid impact. The sound echoed. And the entire crowd gasped.

He was hitting her with a force that made the entire bed slide across the marble floor. "OHHH! BABY! YES! SMASH ME! KILL ME WITH IT!" Jade was sobbing into the pillows, her voice jagged and broken. "YOU'RE HITTING MY LUNGS! AH! FUCK! YOU'RE SO BIG, LEO! YOU’RE SO FUCKING BIG!"

Before I could answer with another cocky line, she moved like lightning. In one fluid motion, Rhea hooked her leg behind both of mine, swept my feet out from under me, and used her hip to flip me hard. I hit the marble floor with a loud thud, the air knocked out of my lungs. She followed through instantly, dropping her weight and pinning me down with her knee on my chest and one hand pressing my shoulder into the ground. I tried to push up, but she had perfect leverage, I couldn’t even sit up, let alone stand.

She grunts in pain. She tries to get away. She tries to get back to the group. I move to one side to block her. She tries to get past me. She wants to run. I push at her. She pushes me. I push her back. I am stronger. She falls down. She tries to get up. She does. She tries to get past me again. I swing. I hit her with my foot. She goes down. That will teach her. She rolls on the floor holding her stomach.

They would skiff her out and suck her blood right out of her veins and lick her flesh clean off her skin. She counts to three and then she leaps. She’s suspended in the air for what seems like just a split second and not enough time. Then gravity pulls onto her like a crazy ex, itching to see her downfall. She spreads her legs, bracing herself for the impact and she meets the ground in one awfully hard slam. Nothing prepares her for the pain. She bites her lips into her mouth and rolls on the ground. She doesn’t scream, she doesn't even dare to whisper.

So, I close mine. A booted foot sweeps my legs out from under me. Hands shove me down to the floor. I kick and bite anything within my reach. I lunge upwards only to be shoved back down onto the floor. The breath in my lung vacates my body. The impact between my head and floor have black spots crowding my vision.

, She threateningly said everything in a low voice. Yes I was strong before but this time she had me. I began to tremble as l walked backwards. I felt weak and cry slipped out of my mouth when another pain shot in my stomach. Her words were hard to digest and It hurt like fucking hell this time that before l knew it, my legs lost it and I fall on my butt with my hand on my stomach.

He dropped me. My knees hit the floor and I pulled air in hard, both palms flat on the ground, and I gave myself exactly three seconds to be on the floor before I told myself that was enough and started getting up. My hands were shaking. My head was screaming. I got up anyway because I was not staying down in front of him.

She doesn’t answer me her whole-body trembling with fear. ‘On your hands and knees,’ she looks at me shocked before she drops to the floor, she has to learn. I take my jacket off rolling up my shirt sleeves as I walk around her crouched on the floor. I admire her ass as it sticks out in the air, her skirt ridding up teasing me with her bare thighs on display. I turn my head not wanting to get distracted. I look back at the crushed bug on the floor before I look back at her.

A sharp, brutal impact to her side. She staggered but didn’t fall. She kept moving. But another shot followed. Then another. And this time her body gave in as she dropped to the floor. Hard.