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His first instanct was to remove his hands from her hot little body, but Jed stood motionless. He wanted to let go-and should have-but as her smile dissolved, he became lost to the kittenish gleam in her canted eyes. She feathered her fingertips lightly over his chest and Jed stiffened.
"Well," she lifted a hand and slipped it around to the back of his neck, "I'm patiently waiting for that other shock... the one you personally were going to give to me if I tried to escape." She scrapped her nails along his neck. A rush of goose-bumps rippled right down to Jed's toes.
He glared at her. Anger surged through him from her foolish but bold act, and from his reaction to it. He wanted to grab her and shake her. Although he may not be Aztec, Jed certainly was a killer and Jinx was too daring for her own damn good. He wanted to teach her a lesson and give her another well deserved scare. He snatched her hands and pushed her hard into the wall. "Don't try to seduce me. There's no way I'm letting you go," he warned.
"Seduce you?" She tossed back her head and giggled as if it was the most ridiculous thing she'd ever heard. "Jed," she sobered, and then the fearless minx didn't shrink back from him, instead, she pressed her body up against his, "don't mistake my curiosity for seduction."
Jed pinned her hands to the wall. If closeness was what she wanted, then he'd give it to her. He thrust his body forward hitting his pelvic, hips and his growing erection into her soft form. She tensed beneath his firm hold, and his action was rewarded by the flicker of fear he caught in her eyes.
"Don't' mistake this GQ guy," he pushed her hands harder to the wall, "for a man who wouldn't hurt you to get what he wants."
Her trepidation slipped as her eyelids lowered. "And what exactly is it that you want, Jed?" She glimpsed down at their molded bodies drawing attention to his hard male heat, and then she glanced back up at him.
Fuck! Jed could feel his self-control slipping. He needed to back away. Discerning his insubordinate rod was almost ready to surrender to her sexual advances, ready to take what she was offering in return for her freedom.
"Right now, what I want," his mouth was so close, nearly brushing hers, "you couldn't handle it."
"Try me," she purred, her warm breath feathering upon his lips.
Damn! She made him hard. He inched closer to her tempt. Her small firm breasts pressed into his chest and her breaths quickened as he rounded to her ear. "I think I'll wait until you tell me just who you are," he lowered his already rasping voice, "before I satisfy your curiosity and play with you, little lady...