I watch Marinah like shes prey. She looks around, trying to figure out how to keep herself occupied, and sex is all I have on my mind when I look at her. Her eyes find mine, and I see the moment she realizes Im going to pounce. Shes quick, and even though I had every intention of catching her, she eludes me. She crouches low several feet away, her breathing heavier, her focus entirely on me.
Taking you here isnt happening, I say while slowly circling her like the predator I am.
She turns with me. What is happening?
Its been two minutes, and youre already going stir-crazy. I thought some sparring was in order.
She shakes her head. Thats not the look I see in your eyes.