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

Maybe this was the moment I fell for him. Recklessly.
Irrevocably. Wholly.
Maybe this was the moment I realized I never wanted to
let go.
We kissed, like two drowning lovers lost at sea, our lips
seeking each other amidst the crashing waves. Lips.
Tongue. Teeth. We kissed like it was the end, and our lips
would never meet again. The rhythm of our hearts matched
our crazed desperation. Maddox tasted of all things holy
and sinful in this world; he tasted like every forbidden
thought I had at night coming true.
He tasted like red wine, and I was a little heady, a little
drunk on him.
Our lips parted from each other, as we caught our
breath, chests heaving.
“Bend over. Pull your dress up,” Maddox rasped in my
ear.
I swallowed, my heart racing, and my stomach clenching
with anticipation. His fingers unwrapped around my throat,
but I could still feel their searing touch on my flesh, as if he
had marked me. His hands lowered to my waist, and his
fingers gripped my hips. Maddox brushed his nose along
the length of my nape.
I exhaled a shuddering breath. “People are going to
see.”
The buildings were so close to each other, anyone could
see us if they were looking out of their windows. And what
if… the waiter walked in on us?
His chest rumbled with a growly sound. “Let them. I
want the world to see me owning this sweet pussy. Bend
over, Lila. Now. Show me how wet you are for me, and I’ll
give you what you need.”
My eyes widened at the command in his voice, and my
body bent to his will, before I could really process what was
happening.