Chapter 19: Sparring Session

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Bravo Team stood inside their cage room when Emma Hayes came stomping in with an aggravated look on her beautiful face.

"Daddy, what the hell is this?" She shoved the piece of paper she had in his face.

"It's a brochure for self-defense classes. With your mom gone, I thought that you should know how to defend yourself, especially when I am away on a mission."

"Daddy, I do know how to defend myself. I've taken Judo since I was little."

"Judo is not going to help you if someone is trying to kill you. You are taking this self-defense class. A former SEAL friend of mine is teaching it."

"No, I do not want to take this class."

"I want you trained by someone that I know and can rely on." Before Emma could say anything else, Jason continued. "If you won't take this class, one of us will just teach you." He pointed to Bravo.

"Do I at least get to pick which one of you torture's me?" Emma crossed her arms.

"That's a little dramatic but yes."

"Fine, Clay." Clay, who had been ignoring the conversation, turned the look at his boss and Emma.

"What?" Jason looked astonished.

"You said I could pick any member of Bravo, and I choose Clay."

Jason began to protest, but Emma cut him off. "Either Clay is the one who trains me, or I don't take your self-defense class. Your choice." Emma turned around so that she was facing Clay, "I'll see you Saturday at 0900 at your apartment. Here is my cell number. Text me the address." She left the cage room without saying another word.

Sonny was the first to recover from the outburst, "why would princess want Bam-Bam to teach her?" He looked around the room for an explanation before his eyes landed on Clay, who threw his hands up defensively.

"Hey, I'm just as surprised as any of you!"

"You don't mind?" Jason glanced over at the kid.

"No, if it will keep you and Emma from killing each other."

Saturday morning came around, and Clay was in the process of moving furniture out of the living room so he and Emma could spar. At precisely 9:00, there was a knock on Clay's door. He moved to opened the door and saw Emma Hayes smiling on the other side.

"Morning, Clay."

"Hey, good morning."

"You don't mind doing this, right? I did kind of volunteer you. I hope you didn't have plans." She smiled bashfully at him.

"No, no, just spending the day here at home," Clay clapped his hands, "what do you want to do first?"

"I couldn't persuade you not to train me, right?"

"Uh, no. Jason gave me specific instructions."

"Ugh, fine. What's first?"

"Let's talk about how you can get out of a hold." Clay spent the next thirty minutes telling her about different techniques for escaping chokeholds, being pinned against the wall, and being held in an uncomfortable position.

They practiced for a couple of hours until they decided to stop and order lunch.

"After lunch, we can work on throws."

"Sounds good to me."

"You are catching on to this, Em."

"Thanks, Clay. I really appreciate you doing this for me."

"Can I ask you a question, Emma?" Clay was moving the coffee table back in front of the couch.

"Sure." She sat down and patted the cushion beside her.

"Why did you choose me?"

"Because I didn't want to have to deal with dad or Uncle Sonny or any of the other guys. Don't get me wrong; I love them but think about it. Dad would have been too serious. Uncle Ray would have treated me like the little girl he still sees me as. Uncle Sonny probably wouldn't have been serious at all and talked the entire time. Uncle Trent wouldn't teach me anything that could cause me injury. Uncle Brock would have been silent the entire time and just observed."

Clay laughed at her accurate description of the team.

"Okay, I see your point."

"I'm glad that you agree."

There was a knock on the door. Clay moved towards the door, took the pizza, tipped the delivery man, and move back to Emma. They spent the next hour eating, laughing, and getting to know each other. Once they had finished off the pizza and their food has settled, Clay moved the table out of the way and they began practicing again.

Clay and Emma stood face to face as he moved to attempt an attack. She was quick and flipped him over her hip before landing on top of him to hold him on the ground.

Clay looked shocked as Emma sat on his stomach with a proud expression.

"Are you all right, Petty Officer Spenser?"

"Uh, yeah. That was good."

"I am a black belt in Judo, throws are my specialty."

"I'll have to remember that."

"So, does this mean that we are finished for today?"

"Got a hot date or something?"

"No, I thought we could just hang out for the rest of the day unless you have a hot date."

Clay quickly flipped them until he was settled between her legs. "I haven't had a hot date in a while, just so you know."

Both leaned in and their lips met in a hesitant kiss. Emma slipped her arms around his neck and brought him closer to her. Clay's hands ran over her body and moaned as he felt her perfect body under him. Emma ran her hands down his shoulders and his back, appreciating how the muscles constricted. Her hands made it to the front of his shirt to tug the shirt over his head. Clay pulled away from Emma, grabbed the back of his shirt with one hand, and pulled it off of his body, throwing it carelessly across the room. His mouth moved from hers to her neck and began to nibble, making Emma moan lightly. Emma unzipped her workout jacket and took it off, leaving her in a sports bra and her shorts.

They laid together on Clay's living room floor wrapped in each other's arms. Emma flipped Clay over on his back and began kissing down his neck and chest. Before she reached the waistband of his gym shorts, he grabbed her and pulled her back to him.

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

"Yes."

"If we do this, if we cross this line, there is no going back."

"I know that."

They stared into each other's eyes before Clay moved Emma off of his lap.

"What-" Clay cut her off by sweeping her into his arms and moving towards his bedroom.

"We are not doing this on a dirty floor in my living room. I respect you more than that."

Clay carried Emma into his bedroom and gently placed her on the bed before finishing undressing them both. Clay kisses Emma's neck, chest, stomach, and thighs until she was hot and bothered. He moved his head to her center licking between her folds. He was sucking on her clit at the moment he slides two fingers inside her. Emma practically screamed Clay's name in pleasure as she almost went over the edge. She had one hand in his hair and another gripping the sheets when she climaxed. Clay slid back up her body, placing light kisses on her overstimulated body. He rubs his hardened length against her opening and captured her lips in a passionate kiss as he began pushing inside her.

He slides all the way inside her and groans.

Emma grabbed his shoulders and was breathlessly panting as she tried to adjust to him. As she relaxed against him, she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and legs around his back. Clay begins thrusting in and out.

Clay was thrusting inside her while he's on top of her until he put his arms on her hips and lifted them into a sitting position with her on his lap. She wraps her legs around his waist and screeches loudly as he hits in a particularly deep spot.

"Clay… I'm gonna." Emma rasped out as she placed her forehead against his shoulder.

"Me too. Emma are you…"

Emma cut him off with a light kiss and nodded her head before placing her forehead against his.

Clay groaned and thrust deep inside her, hitting her cervix, and came with a heavy "Emma."

Emma came right behind him after feeling his warm release coat her insides. "Clay!"

As both came down from their high, Clay shifted them to lay flat on the bed. Both were gasping for breath. Emma laid her head on his chest tentatively. She wasn't sure how to act after what had happened between them.

"Are you okay?" Clay asked in a low voice as he began playing with her hair.

"Yeah, are you?" Emma looked up at him.

"I'm better than I have been in a long time." His answer made Emma blush lightly.

Emma rose up lightly and shifted over him slightly, "should we talk about what happened?"

Clay ran his hands up and down her arms before sighing, "later."

He pulled her closer to him and kissed her lightly on the mouth. "Let's just enjoy the moment."