Thanks again for the reviews. I'll thank you all each chapter I put up. This chapter is rated M as is one of the reasons that this story has changed its rating. If you don't like to read things with sexual subject matter, please don't read this chapter. Once again I don't own anything and am not making money from this fanfiction. Please review.

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Juliet refused to pull away from his gaze. She was done looking and feeling weak. "I'll admit that I feel a certain physical attraction for you Ben. You can see that but it doesn't mean I like you."

"I'm not asking for anything."

"Liar. You've asked everything of me."

He gave his classic smile/smirk. "That doesn't matter. You gave everything anyway."

"Not to you." She watched as he inched closer to her, now in range to grab her if he desired.

"What I want can't be asked for. It must be given." His voice was still soft and he never let her eyes go. He could smell the island on her as he had when he kissed her. Never had he been so obsessed with anyone in his life and he was so close to having her. But she must surrender and allow him in. He will not force her.

Juliet pulled away from him slowly and stood not breaking his gaze. It was a small break from her stance but she knew well enough not to fall into a trap. "I won't give in Ben." She felt brave now that she was some distance away from him.

He reached down and picked up his coffee without breaking his gaze. This game they were playing was amusing him and he took a sip of the coffee enjoying the fact that it was her that made it. "You'll enjoy living with me Juliet."

"Abby won't make it. None of the other women have so far."

He smiled again. "Oh, but she'll live."

Arguing this point was useless with Ben. He was so sure about this that her words would be wasted. She still never broke her gaze with him. Ben was far better at mind games than her but she wasn't going to lose this one with him.

He saw her struggle not to look away from him and relished this hunt. Juliet wasn't going to back down and in not doing so she was pulling him closer to her. But he had to push her buttons. If she did break her gaze then he would have one. He wasn't going to leave so easily tonight. "When did you first feel attracted to me?"

The question surprised her but she never let go. "That's none of your business."

"When was the moment you saw yourself in my arms, my breath on your neck?" He put the cup down on the table and stood not breaking his hold on her.

"I've never imagined anything like that."

"Now who's the liar?" His movements were subtle as she walked towards her. "Do you believe that no woman has ever been attracted to me?"

Juliet didn't feel comfortable with this line of conversation but refused to break the gaze. He was pushing her again. First from the couch and now verbally. "Some women find powerful or manipulative men attractive. Two well disciplined facets of yourself. So I'm not surprised that you've caught someone's attention Ben."

"When was it Juliet? Was it after Goodwin's death? Or perhaps when you found out you couldn't kill me during the operation?" He stepped closer to her again and she inched back subtly with her arms folded and her eyes raised in a sarcastic manner.

Oh, she knew the exact moment when she felt physically attracted to him. It was the strangest moment and she hated herself for enjoying it so much. "Why do you want to know?"

He ignored her question and watched as she moved near the kitchen away from the living room. Was she leading him deeper into her house or heading towards an area where there were sharp things to throw at him? "In your fantasies how does it start? Who starts it off? Or do you delve straight into the heat of the moment?"

Juliet hated to admit that she was secretly enjoying this. She enjoyed Ben chasing her in this manner. All that intensity focused on her. But if she gave in he would have her for good. She would fear for the safety of anyone that tried to help her leave. There would be no leaving him, no turning away for he would truly believe that she was his once and for all. Her enjoyment turned to fear then. His intensity was also what made him very dangerous and she wasn't sure that she could handle knowing he could use that against her or others that she cared about if she upset him.

"Let's say for fun Ben I give into you. I live with you and wake up every morning next to you naked in your arms. Would you see me as a partner or something you finally possessed?" Now she took a step towards him. "Answer me that Ben."

"You would be my equal Juliet. You are now and have been since you came to this island."

"I can't be equal if I am your prisoner."

He stepped closer to her. "You no longer consider yourself a prisoner. You could have killed me so easily Juliet. How did that amount of power make you feel?"

She was losing ground and stepped back again closer to the kitchen. Still her gaze never faltered. "I'll admit that I enjoyed it Ben. For the first time in a very long time I felt powerful. I also knew I would get away with it."

He smiled and dug deeper into her. "Did you know that you would have been able to leave the island afterward?"

"Yes."

"And yet you wanted me to live. How are you a prisoner if you had the ability to leave?" He walked closer to her with a serious look on his face. "Answer me that Juliet?"

Juliet was shaking now but still refused to let go of that gaze. "I didn't want you to die. You know that." Her eyes were beginning to tear up but she held them back. She took a few more steps back and her back was in the direction of the hallway that led to the bedrooms.

He had to keep himself under such control. He was on the verge of simply grabbing her and taking her there. But he didn't want that. The air between them was charged with lust. Her words had not changed her arousal.

He stepped closer still and she didn't back away. She could smell the spice that was Ben around her and it was affecting her. It was a strong masculine smell mixed with the jungle air and his well practiced knowledge of cologne. He learned what she liked on him and adjusted due to her reactions. Her mind wandered for a second wondering what it would smell like next to her body, how intense it would be without his clothes.

Ben observed her in her gaze and noticed how she breathed through her nose and smelled the air around her. His observations were correct and he smiled. "You enjoy this Juliet. Our games and sparring."

"No I don't Ben."

"Oh but you do. You don't back down or away from me." He stepped closer and was now only a few feet apart from her.

"I'd call that subborness." She backed up a little but made it look as if she was simple adjusting the weight on her legs. The motion pointed her back towards a wall that was only a foot away.

Ben knew he was close as she wouldn't run from him this time. He would know her tonight and satisfy the fantasies he's had about her since she came to the island.

His voice was so soft and the lust in his eyes was piercing. "I'd call it strength."

She averted his eyes for a second and that's all it took. He pushed her against the wall and captured her lips with his own. His hands were on either side of her as his body pressed into her. His well restrained arousal was now becoming evident. She tried to push him away from her but he was too strong.

Her own arousal was winning over with his spice in the air that now surrounded her. She began kissing back fighting for dominance as her hands grabbed his shirt pulling him closer to him. He pushed harder against her which earned a moan from her.

With that he lifted her and found her bedroom. He placed her on her bed and gently moved on top of her pinning her hands above her head. Juliet was breathing hard and through the light coming in through the curtain he could he the expression on her face. It was far more arousing than any fantasy he could dream up. She looked back at him and reached up to kiss him again as she struggled to free her hands from his grip.

He let go of her hands to reach down and lift up her top slowly. Her perfect skin reached his eyes and he enjoyed her well toned stomach and kissed it. His lips reaching upwards as he was pulling the top up further. He lifted the top over her breasts to reveal her red lacy bra. He would have figured for black but red would do just fine.

As he was kissing his way up to her chest she racked her fingers through is hair and along his shoulders. One hand held his head as she began to bite her gently though her bra. She lifted her arms up to allow him to remove her top. Her hands then reached down to undo his shirt as he expertly unhooked her bra and threw it to the floor. He was too impatient and pulled the shirt off of him, himself.

Next came their pants and underwear as each of them did away with them. He lay back down on her again and looked into her eyes.

He reached down between her legs to feel her silky arousal. He slowly entered her and began his motions against her and she in turn held him as he was inside her. Hands moved over skin and their frienzied breath filled the air. Each were fighting for dominance over the other. Juliet's anger filled the sex while Ben possessiveness spurred it on. She pushed away from him with her arms while her legs pulled him closer to him. Their movements were much like their sparring matches, pushing, teasing and in the end challenged each other.

They finished both out of breath and covered in sweat. Ben looked at Juliet who had enjoyed their match but still held that fire in her eyes. He knew very well that a single round of sex wasn't enough to bring her towards him. This was simply another one of their battles. This was a rewarding stalemate.

"I don't love you. I never will Ben."

"I never asked for love Juliet. It would be cruel to ask that of you after the damage I inflicted." His words were honest.

She was surprised at his honest admission. It was the most genuine she had seen him in a very long time. "This was only sex."

"Sex we both enjoyed and needed." Ben got up and began to dress. He knew he wasn't welcomed to stay.

Juliet watched as he left and listened to the front door close to her house.