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

WHEN WE LANDED IN SWITZERLAND, Lila was both yawning
and walking side to side. She had a constant glower on her
face and when I reached for her ass, she swatted my hand
away, emitting a kitten growl in response.
“Too sore to walk straight, Sweet Cheeks?”
She snatched her suitcase from my hand. “You know
what, shut up.”
“Don’t worry,” I drawled. “The hot tub might soothe your
pussy, before I have you sore all over again.”
Without a word, she strutted away to where a car was
already waiting for us. I pressed my lips together, holding
back my laugh.
Lila crossed her arms over my chest but I could see the
twitch in her lips. My girl wasn’t ready to accept that I won
this dare, without any foul play. I dicked her down good
enough that she was probably going to be sore until
tomorrow or the day after.
Plus, that was three months of sexual frustration. And I
wasn’t even close to being done with my wife.
The moment we got to our hotel; Lila jumped into the
shower. I didn’t join her, specifically because I knew my
dick would want inside her the moment she was naked, but
she needed a break after hours of vigorous fucking.
Thirty minutes later, my wife came out with wet hair and
a black silk robe. Lila smiled, a breathtaking smile and
fuck, even after eleven years of marriage, she still had my
heart in the palms of her little hands.
The way her pretty brown eyes always got me; the way
her smiles always had my heart beating in my chest like a
teenage boy on his first date.
Lila Coulter was so goddamn beautiful and she was
mine. How the fuck did I get so lucky?