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target. “What are we waiting for, cowboy?”

 
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter Five
     
    J.T. lived his life by one rule: never surrender. Whether he was with a woman or fighting for his life on the back of a bull, he was the one in control, always. Nikki may have felt the balance of power shift, but he was going to prove to her once the pendulum swung back his way, he played for keeps.
    He let the tension build as they walked from the elevator to his hotel room in silence. He was always just a step behind her, close enough for her to feel his hot breath fanning her neck, but the subtle scent of her spicy fragrance was wreaking havoc with his plan to initiate her slowly.
    Once inside the room, he turned the lock, the ominous sound letting her know he wasn’t going to allow her to escape this time.
    Her eyes glided over his body before finally settling on his face. “How do you see this playing out?”
    Excitement, followed by trepidation flared in her eyes, and he knew she was questioning whether she was really brave enough to take him on. “How do you want it to play out, sweetness?”
    She licked her lips, her eyes shifting between his eyes and mouth. “I thought you liked to call the shots?”
    He was calling the shots; she just didn’t realize it yet. “Why don’t you tell me what you had in mind?”
    “I didn’t think you were the kind of man who needed instructions.”
    He leaned against the door, folding his arms over his chest. His slow perusal of her body, from the red, fitted shirt, to the tight faded jeans tucked into black leather boots, let her know it was taking everything in him not to grab her and show her who was boss.
    No matter how brave she pretended to be, he knew his aggressiveness intimidated her. “I like to know what my woman wants.”
    She crooked an eyebrow. “Your woman?”
    “For tonight, at least.” He knew once he had her in his bed, at his mercy, there would be no turning back for either of them. He’d already berated himself ten ways to Sunday, but it didn’t change a damn thing. She was the wrong choice, for a dozen different reasons, her age, career, her father, his brother… yet, none of that mattered. He still wanted her in the worst possible way.
    “You’re still willing to let me go without a fight come morning?” she asked, staring him down.
    He smirked. “Honey, I’ve never had to beg for it a day in my life and I sure as hell ain’t gonna start now.” He pushed off the door, edging past her. “There’s the door; feel free to use it.”
    She grabbed his bicep, turning him to face her. “What’s your deal, McCall? One minute, you’re hot to get me into bed, the next you’re runnin’ cold. Do you want me or not?”
    You have no idea. “I’m not gonna lie. You’re hot. I think we could have some fun together…”
    She planted her hands on her slim hips and glared at him. “But?”
    “You sure that’s all you want, just one night?” He loomed over her, his eyes falling to her chest.
    He could see her heart was pounding, her breathing shallow, her words barely above a whisper when she finally said, “I don’t know what the hell I want from you, and that scares me.”
    He smiled, smugly. She knew what she wanted, the same thing he did; she just wasn’t ready to admit it to him or herself yet. But she would be once he forced her to face her fears. He leaned in closer. “Tell me your deepest, darkest, dirtiest fantasy.”
    Her eyes widened, and her pupils dilated. “What are you talking about? What kind of fantasy?”
    “Anything, everything…” His fingertip drifted up her arm as her eyelids fluttered. “I’m open to whatever you have in mind.”
    She sunk her teeth into her plump bottom lip, fixating on the buttons on his shirt instead of looking him in the eye. “Earlier you mentioned a threesome…”
    He didn’t know if she was baiting him just to get a reaction, but if she was, it was working. “Anything except that.”
    “I’m willing