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

He leaned forward, his chest brushing lightly against
mine. My nipples pebbled through my tank top, and my
breasts felt tighter and heavier.
“Lila.”
I shuddered, as my name rolled off his tongue, like he
was tasting molasses. He didn’t speak out my name with a
taunt. No, it was a plea. My name on his tongue was a
whisper, a sacred prayer.
His hands came up, and I waited, with bated breath,
before he cupped my face in his much bigger palms. His
thumb brushed across my jaw.
“Tell me a lie,” Maddox rasped, caging me in with his
eyes. There was nowhere to run.
“I hate you.”
His eyes darkened with pain, before his lips slammed
into mine, stealing my words and my breath away.
My arms curled around his head. Our lips clashed
together, fighting, breaking apart and meeting again, like a
wild, angry wave across the shore. The kiss deepened,
turning desperate. Furious. There was nothing sweet about
this kiss, but it was maddening.
The heat between us scorched our skin, as I clung to
him, kissing him back, with just as much frustration and
frenzy.
The kiss lasted long, until we lost our breath. The world
spun and swayed under my feet, but I didn’t care. I didn’t
want my lips to separate from his. I didn’t want this to end.
This kiss.
His mad, mad kiss.
This touch.
His mad, mad touch.
These lips.
His mad, mad lips.
I knew Maddox Coulter was my destination, and this
reaffirmed it. This feeling in my chest that no longer felt
hollow.