DARE-TO-LOVE-TRUTH-AND-DARE-DUET-COLLECTION-by-Lylah-James-pdfarchive

I’d been half-naked in front of Maddox plenty of time
before. This time, it was… different.
I grabbed the first dress and stepped into it, shaking my
hips a bit, so I could pull the tight fabric over the curve of
my ass.
Once the dress was in place, I turned to face the mirror,
giving Maddox my back.
A single beat passed.
One breath.
Thud.
I caught his eyes through the reflection. “Is this sexy
enough to tempt him into fucking me before we can even
get to his bed?” I crooned.
I was playing with fire.
And I was about to get burned.
His gaze traveled down the length of my body. It was a
red fitted, sleeveless dress, and the bodice cupped my
breasts like a second skin with my tits practically spilling
out. The dress was indecently short, and it was the best
way to say – fuck me.
Maddox’s fingers clenched the glass in his hand so hard,
I thought he’d break it.
I smirked. Am I breaking through your walls, Maddox?
His eyes grew darker, a vicious glint in his gaze. I smiled
sweetly, trying to appear unfazed by his reaction, even
though my heart was beating so fast it threatened to burst
through my chest, and my knees were so weak, I wondered
how I was still standing.
I licked my lips and blinked my eyes innocently. We were
still watching each other through the mirror. “Can you zip
me up?” I croaked. “I can’t reach the zipper.”
Another heartbeat.
A low exhale.
Thud.
Maddox stood up, tall and tensed, and the harsh look on
his face had me whimpering silently. He stalked forward,