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Left jab, right cross. Helena tore into him. The next shot went between Randy’s gloves and landed square on that taut, sweaty six-pack he was so damn proud of.

“Hey, whoa!”

She couldn’t stop. He caught her next punch on his forearms. Why didn’t he fight back? Hit her? She could take it. She had to take it or she’d never win.

She felt herself falling as he cut her legs out from under her with his heel.

They hit the canvas locked together. She struggled against him, felt every inch of him above her, his weight bearing her down. “Hit me! For God’s sake, hit me,” she sobbed. “You have to hit me.”

“I can’t,” he whispered.

She felt his breath against her lips, his body hot and hard.

Suddenly she wrapped her legs around him, arching her back, no longer struggling, as his mouth came down on hers….