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she twisted part way around and glared.
    He dropped his gaze to her pink toes and his cock twitched and strained against the fly of his slacks. Underneath the incredibly rough and brazen exterior she showed to the world there lay a feminine soul. His inner beast growled with the impatience of wanting to bring her to the surface and stake his claim.
    He had a reputation of being a good Dom, always in control and able to bring out the best in a submissive. But he’d never wanted anyone the way he did Nikki. Keeping himself under control tonight, while getting her to willfully submit, would be the true indicator as to whether or not he deserved his fine reputation.
    He took a step toward her, but instead of sliding his hands across the flat plane of her stomach and up her sides like he wanted, he made a less threatening move and gathered a handful of silky hair. After letting it sift through his fingers and swish into place along her shoulders and back, he brushed his knuckles down the side of her neck. “You’ve pleased me very much, Nikki.”
    The pulse in her neck fluttered and her breathing became harsh and labored. Her nipples pebbled, silently begging to be stroked and plucked. But she narrowed her eyes and hardened her stare. “Are you always this arrogant and presumptuous?” she spat out.
    “The way I’m dressed has nothing to do with you. I’m simply getting ready for bed.”
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    She turned her back to him and attacked her hair with the brush. “Well, did you make any great discoveries? Did you find who’s threatening me so you can leave?”
    He positioned himself behind her and stroked a finger down the side of her neck.
    Smiling at her reflection in the mirror he lowered his voice and said, “I discovered a whole lot more in here.”
    She shifted away from him as far as the counter would allow. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
    Some in the BDSM scene might consider Nikki’s behavior that of a brat, a submissive who intentionally acted out against her Dom either for attention or for the enjoyment of the punishment she’d receive for her bad behavior. But Nikki wasn’t a brat.
    She was confused and probably scared.
    She was a take-charge-always-in-control-woman who participated in a dangerous sport dominated by men. Her dreams and fantasies would most likely reveal her sexually submissive nature but consciously, she’d probably never considered anything of the kind.
    And the idea of submitting to anyone under any conditions, especially sexually, had to be scary as hell.
    Every cell in his body shouted, mine , while his cock throbbed and his balls tightened at the thought of all the things he wanted to do to her. Taming this wildcat would be the greatest challenge of his life.
    And if he succeeded, his greatest reward.
    He clamped a steel lid down on his lust and pulled forth every ounce of control he possessed. She was off-balance and he needed to keep her that way. He took the brush from her hand and tossed it on the bathroom counter top, causing her to freeze and appear momentarily stunned by the quick motion.
    Pushing his advantage, he grabbed her by the shoulders and turned her to face him.
    “You may be getting ready for bed, Nikki. But if you were truly dead set on going against me, you would have waited until you were locked safely behind your bedroom door before you undressed tonight.”

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    She planted her hands hard against his chest and he felt her palms digging in as she tried to push him away. However, her fingers simultaneously curled into the fabric of his shirt, as she attempted to pull him closer.
    She squeezed her eyes shut and took a deep, shuddering breath as her muscles twitched and trembled. He knew she was fighting an internal struggle. Her mind wanted to push him away. Her body wanted him closer.
    He rolled his fingers off her shoulders and down her arms, enjoying the sweet