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and wolfish, a dark promise that I could extinguish that innocence if she asked me to. If she begged me to. And I would make her beg. She would be eager to do so once I began toying with her.
Her plump pink lips parted slightly, and desire flickered in her eyes. She seemed to suddenly realize her mistake, and her mouth twisted down into a scowl, her eyes narrowing.
But I knew what I had seen, and no amount of glaring was going to erase that knowledge. Her show of resistance only further goaded my pursuit. I would chip away at that disapproving mask until it crumbled. I would force her to acknowledge that she wanted me. No woman had ever presented me with such a challenge, and the prospect of breaking her to my will blotted out all other thoughts, consuming me.
“It’s a shame I missed shower time,” I commented, the huskiness in my voice belying my casual tone. Her hard expression slipped ever so slightly as the lines around her mouth relaxed, and her gaze turned momentarily inward. I wondered what depraved images were flashing across her mind. And I knew that they were depraved, because her countenance was su ddenly disconcerted, confused.
She tried to school her expression back to nonchalance, struggling to shake off what I was making her feel. “We really should clean that wound,” she said, clearly trying to re-assert her authority. But I knew her better than that now. The coldly clinical doctor guise was her default when she was trying to deny feelings that she would rather not experience. But I wasn’t going to allow her that reprieve, not when I was gaining ground. It was one thing to bury fear and pain, but lust was something that shouldn’t be denied. And it seemed to be something that she had denied for far too long. I was going to change that.
“Ah,” I said teasingly, not giving her an inch. “So it seems shower time is back on the table, after all.”
She folded her arms across her chest. Her petulance was adorable. “Not in a million years,” she told me coldly before addressing Bradley. “I need a soft, wet cloth and some mild soap.”
He glowered at her, but he went to fetch the things that she asked for. My health was clearly more important to him than putting her in her place, and I was grateful for that. It meant that I didn’t have to strain myself by coming to her defense again.
I eyed Claudia appraisingly. She might think that she was re-asserting control, but the fact that she had turned her bossiness on Bradley rather than me was a point in my favor. But allowing her any sense of power now would negate that.
I grinned, thoroughly enjoying this game. “Why, Nurse Claudia, are you going to give me a sponge bath?”
She stiffened, snapping at me in her exasperation. “It’s Doctor Ellers. And this is purely a clinical procedure, not some kinky fantasy you’re cooking up based on a sordid porno. Do you want to die from an infection? Because believe me, there is nothing sexy about that.”
I held up my hands, palms facing outward in a show of defeat. But the overly-exaggerated gesture let her know that I wasn’t at all apologetic.
“Alright, alright,” I sighed dramatically. “Sexy is kind of my thing, so I wouldn’t want to go ruining it.”
She glowered at me, but my mocking smirk remained firmly in place. I wasn’t going to let her little shows of hostility affect me any longer. Her barbed words had made me feel guilty before, but now I knew that they were hallmarks of her resistance, of her denial of her desires.
Finally, she capitulated, her eyes dropping in order to break from my implacable gaze. Although she threw up her hands and made a little exasperated noise, I was flooded with triumphant pleasure at just that small indication of my power over her. She might be strong, but I was stronger.
All of her attention turned to her task as she attempted to ignore her reaction to me by
Her plump pink lips parted slightly, and desire flickered in her eyes. She seemed to suddenly realize her mistake, and her mouth twisted down into a scowl, her eyes narrowing.
But I knew what I had seen, and no amount of glaring was going to erase that knowledge. Her show of resistance only further goaded my pursuit. I would chip away at that disapproving mask until it crumbled. I would force her to acknowledge that she wanted me. No woman had ever presented me with such a challenge, and the prospect of breaking her to my will blotted out all other thoughts, consuming me.
“It’s a shame I missed shower time,” I commented, the huskiness in my voice belying my casual tone. Her hard expression slipped ever so slightly as the lines around her mouth relaxed, and her gaze turned momentarily inward. I wondered what depraved images were flashing across her mind. And I knew that they were depraved, because her countenance was su ddenly disconcerted, confused.
She tried to school her expression back to nonchalance, struggling to shake off what I was making her feel. “We really should clean that wound,” she said, clearly trying to re-assert her authority. But I knew her better than that now. The coldly clinical doctor guise was her default when she was trying to deny feelings that she would rather not experience. But I wasn’t going to allow her that reprieve, not when I was gaining ground. It was one thing to bury fear and pain, but lust was something that shouldn’t be denied. And it seemed to be something that she had denied for far too long. I was going to change that.
“Ah,” I said teasingly, not giving her an inch. “So it seems shower time is back on the table, after all.”
She folded her arms across her chest. Her petulance was adorable. “Not in a million years,” she told me coldly before addressing Bradley. “I need a soft, wet cloth and some mild soap.”
He glowered at her, but he went to fetch the things that she asked for. My health was clearly more important to him than putting her in her place, and I was grateful for that. It meant that I didn’t have to strain myself by coming to her defense again.
I eyed Claudia appraisingly. She might think that she was re-asserting control, but the fact that she had turned her bossiness on Bradley rather than me was a point in my favor. But allowing her any sense of power now would negate that.
I grinned, thoroughly enjoying this game. “Why, Nurse Claudia, are you going to give me a sponge bath?”
She stiffened, snapping at me in her exasperation. “It’s Doctor Ellers. And this is purely a clinical procedure, not some kinky fantasy you’re cooking up based on a sordid porno. Do you want to die from an infection? Because believe me, there is nothing sexy about that.”
I held up my hands, palms facing outward in a show of defeat. But the overly-exaggerated gesture let her know that I wasn’t at all apologetic.
“Alright, alright,” I sighed dramatically. “Sexy is kind of my thing, so I wouldn’t want to go ruining it.”
She glowered at me, but my mocking smirk remained firmly in place. I wasn’t going to let her little shows of hostility affect me any longer. Her barbed words had made me feel guilty before, but now I knew that they were hallmarks of her resistance, of her denial of her desires.
Finally, she capitulated, her eyes dropping in order to break from my implacable gaze. Although she threw up her hands and made a little exasperated noise, I was flooded with triumphant pleasure at just that small indication of my power over her. She might be strong, but I was stronger.
All of her attention turned to her task as she attempted to ignore her reaction to me by
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