Your husband was a boxer, and right now he's teaching you Self defense.

"Hands up," he said, Standing behind you Dangerously close.

You raised your fist, He chuckled. "That's cute. But that's not how you do it, baby."

He stepped closer, Big arms sliding over yours. Adjusting your stance.

His Chest was to your back, Which made you very distracted. His abs, biceps, body... Hot.

"Like this," he whispered. You turned Your head... Barely.

His lips brushed your cheek. You swallowed hard knowing he was doing this on purpose.

"Maybe I don't need to learn." You said flustered, He smirked.

"You do," he said. "Gotta know how to hit when I'm not around."

He turned you around, Now facing him. His thumb traced your lip. Slowly...Teasing.