Breaking Control (Riders of Silence MC 1)

19: Quick Study

Serenity

I felt my mouth open as the wind got knocked out of me the moment my back slammed against the mat with a powerful 'oomph'. Looking up, Hunter peered down from on top of me wearing a cocky smile. "Pay attention and stop giving away your next move."

Hitting my head against the mat I let out a groan as he rolled off of me and stood back up to take his position to continue. He had been training me for what felt like hours and I wasn't sure if I was catching on at all. Hunter wasn't kidding when he said he was one of the best fighters in the club; he moved fast, smooth and with precision. Though I have only seen him fight so I am not sure that's a fair statement.

I had gotten a few hits on him and had once knocked his knees under him but then I ended up on my back the next second. Exactly where I am right now. You could tell he was holding back, making sure not to hurt me but he wasn't going to give me any false sense of accomplishment.

After him giving me an impatient look I finally got up and took my position, being sure to plant my feet and square my shoulders. Mimicking his stance though his looked completely natural, relaxed even, mine looked like I was thinking about it over and over... which I was but the point was to not have Hunter see that.

"Stop over thinking, you have a gut use it. You already have used it once so use it again." He stated looking over my stance and I felt myself blush. I wasn't used to someone looking my body over, though at the moment he wasn't doing it in a sexual way, it was a trainer's gaze as he was focused on training me to fight in the precision that he does.

Since we have begun I have learned a lot and he was a good teacher. I now understood why people trained like this; it was therapeutic and gave you a sense of control even when you are getting knocked on your ass. I was taken off guard when he took me here, this being the last place I expected since all Hamlet had done today was talk about the parties they throw on the weekends so I was expecting Hunter to want to see if he could get me drunk. Yet here we are on a fighting mat with him teaching me how to defend myself and giving me some fighting chance in whatever situation I have gotten myself in. I had never had that and here he was giving me a sense of control instead of demanding that he would protect me and leave me to be dependent on him.

Plus, I was still pissed about the loss of my study so trying to hit something was making me feel way better about my current circumstance.

Puff, the air came out of me as I was on my back with him over me again. "Sorry, I was having an inner monologue." I groaned to his smirk as I wiggled out from under him and took my position again determined to get him this time.

"Was it about me?" He asked standing up making me check out his body as his muscles moved with him. Of course, he just had to be only wearing a pair of drawstrings leaving his chest out for all their glory. Fuck he should be illegal, well I guess he is in a MC so he already is.

"No, it was about me needing to focus." I mumbled as I lied but he smirked seeing right through it.

He moved against me but I was ready for it and dodged out of the way, moving so that I was in perfect position and did a kick to his torso. He had the skill set but I was able to move fast and already knew how to kick. He grunted as my foot made contact with him and I pulled back before he had the chance to grab my leg. I bounced on top of the balls of my feet getting ready for him to come to me or to see an opening. He moved forward again, his arm extending and I did one of the blocks he had taught me but wasn't fast enough as he grabbed my arm and spun me around against his chest. I bumped my but out to get out of the grip and twisted my body to spin out from him which only caused him to kick the back of my knees and I ended on the mat... Fucking again.