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I fisted my hand, flabbergasted that she’d managed to silent the angry asshole inside of me.
“I suggest you get into some comfy clothes, Corporal. I need you as flexible as possible. Then we are going to work and work hard. I’m going to do things to your body that will make you cry like a baby. But when I’m finished with you, you’re going to scream out in satisfaction.”
Lady, you have no idea what you just did. I’m going to tie you down and fuck your brains out. But only after I feast on your pussy.
I almost said the words out loud. Fuck. She was a tiny thing against my six-foot three-inch frame. I could crush her with a single hand, yet she had no issue challenging me.
“I’m waiting and in case you haven’t figured it out, my time is valuable. Get moving,” she said harshly.
I had become insufferable. At least that’s what my buddies who’d served alongside me said. What the hell did I care? However, the woman standing in front of me had a viperous tongue to rival her beautiful exterior. That told me she had a deadly poison swirling in that gorgeous body of hers, ready to strike at any given chance.
She glared at me with those sultry eyes of hers and I gritted my teeth.
Then she pointed toward the hallway. “Now!”
While a part of me wanted to toss her out the door after giving her one of my usual nasty retorts, what I actually did surprised the fuck out of me.
I headed toward the bedroom to change.
CHAPTER2
Chasity
Oh, my God. What had I actually agreed to?
As soon as I’d walked into the brute’s ranch, I’d been swept away by Corporal Garcia’s good looks. His large frame was in near perfect muscular shape, which I hadn’t anticipated given his time out of the military and his lack of interest in any physical therapy. From my standpoint, his chiseled facial features had been sculpted by a god. I was happy that my expectations had been shattered.
Then he’d opened his mouth and the extreme, yet inappropriate feeling of attraction had burst into flames, crumbling to ash within seconds. Men had a distinct way of crushing all the sinful thoughts women had by simply opening their mouths.
He’d not only acted like a bully, he’d also patronized me with his words and his gestures. That never boded well for my brusque personality. Perhaps I’d been too hard on him, but at this point, I’d already lost my patience.Snakewanted me to crumble, running away with my tail between my legs, which I refused to do.
The man was all fire and brimstone, pushing every one of my boundaries. The fact he smelled like sandalwood and a heavy spritz of citrus had pulled me into a strange vacuum. The last time a man had rendered me speechless for more than ten seconds was the single date I’d experienced in high school. Chuckie Boy’s idea of a date had been to drive me to the outdoor stadium, trying to get into my pants near the fifty-yard line. Kicking him in the balls hadn’t been my finest moment, but during the next few years, I’d thought of the incident fondly during difficult times.
I took several deep breaths, trying to control my nerves and my heavy breathing. Thank God I hadn’t started perspiring in front of the man. That would have given him ammunition to continue treating me like shit. I’d been warned about him by four professionals who’d told me there was no way he could be rehabilitated. I’d laughed. Now I knew why.
As the pup whined, I glanced down at him. “Why is your daddy so pigheaded?”
Apollo lowered his head, lifting a single paw into the air.
Snake was without a doubt the most difficult patient I’d ever attempted to work with, and we’d just met. He was also the most gorgeous man I’d ever laid eyes on. I was breathless, very naughty girl images floating in the back of my mind. Maybe because I’d studied his picture more than once before deciding to accept the tough task. He had scars on his face, but from what I’d read, he thought they made him look like a monster when in fact, the burn treatments and subsequent plastic surgery he’d received at a hospital in Germany had been incredible.
He was the epitome of tall, dark, and dreamy, his blue eyes like the clearest part of the Caribbean Sea. I would have become mesmerized by them, lured into my naughty girl thoughts if I hadn’t seen the anger and venom that came from deep inside. Still, he was the kind of man fantasies were made of. Muscular in all the right places, he had the physique to tackle the limp over time.
If he had the drive to do so, which by all accounts didn’t exist.
Whatever he’d gone through had changed his personality. Maybe at least I could fix his body.
Shuddering, I placed the mat on the floor, trying to determine which exercises I’d start with. I had no doubt he’d fight me whatever I decided. To hell with him. I was a professional. He wasn’t going to treat me like anything else. As I smoothed down the rubber, my mind continuously wandered to thoughts I shouldn’t be having. There’d been an instant spark between us, but he was so irritating. I’d obviously been single for far too long.
I almost laughed. I hadn’t engaged in any adult activity in three years, maybe more. Unless my collection of vibrators counted. The moment I stood, I sensed his presence, the crackle of electricity sizzling sections of skin.
After swallowing, I lifted my head, making certain I wore the same stern expression as before. He stood in the doorway, his eyes open wide. He’d changed into shorts, allowing me to see just how gorgeous and muscular his long legs truly were. He’d been doing something to keep them from atrophying. And the colorful tattoos on his arms drew my attention as well. They were intricate in design, but some of them were reminders of his violent nature.
When he didn’t come any closer, I pointed to the mat. “Come here. Let’s get started.”
He walked toward me with a slow and deliberate gait, acting like the same holier than thou self as before. This was going to challenge every ounce of professionalism.
“What do you want,sweetheart?” Mr. Grumpy asked.
