Nine

Jordan

My body didn't want to give up when he was taking off his shirt. But my mind was slowly taking back control of my body.

When he discarded his shirt to the ground, my leg shot up and kicked him where the sun doesn't shine. He hunched over and groaned. He fell off the couch just holding on his parts like they were going to fall off. I bet you he felt like they were. I scrambled up and off the couch and went to grab my shirt. A strong hand wrapped around my ankle and dragged me down. I heard him groan and moan with pain but...