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"What, like our fake marriage is suddenly so important to you?" I make a dismissive sound and fan my fingers. "Don’t pretend that it is more than it is."
Her tongue darts out to lick her canine tooth. "You are really something. Is there nothing that is sacred to you? Do you not think that you ought to take anything seriously?"
I snort. "Not really. I take my business seriously. There are times when I am sailing on my yacht and I lose my sense of humor because the stakes are life or death if you don’t pay attention on the sea. But other than that, no. This wedding stuff is faker than a two-dollar bill, and I know that better than anyone. You should too."
She cocks her hip and shakes her head at me. "There is no winning with you. I should just get used to that."
"You took the words right out of my mouth," I say with a sly grin.
Her lips thin and she tosses her hair, turning toward the back of the loft and starting off in that direction.
"Where are you going?" I ask. But she doesn’t answer. She just flounces off, disappearing from my sight.
Pushing my cheek out with my tongue, I follow her. I am dissatisfied that she decided not to keep arguing with me. For some reason, I’ve begun to enjoy our verbal sparring matches.
I catch up with her as she is entering our bedroom. As soon as she walks through the door, she pauses and takes off her high heels. There’s something very intimate about the way that she picks up her heels and pads over to the closet with them. I stand in the doorway, crossing my arms as I watch her for a moment. She reaches back to her neck and unzips her dress, peeling back the fabric to expose her bare upper back. She wriggles halfway out of the dress, pulling the front of the dress down so that she is bare from the waist up except for a tiny black push-up bra.
My cock stirs to life. I must have made a sound because she whips her head around, her arms coming up to her chest. She glares at me, seeming violated by my intrusion.
"Do you mind? I’m trying to change."
"No, I don’t mind." I step into the room, closing the door behind me.
She flushes and scowls as she pulls her dress back up to cover her front. "Dare, get out. I mean it.”
I shake my head slowly, walking towards her with slow steps. I give her a rueful smile, drinking in the sight of her.
God, she is beautiful. I didn’t think that she was anything to look at when I first laid eyes on her. But I can admit when I am wrong.
And damn, I was so wrong. She is gorgeous.
From where I stand, I can only see the miles of exposed skin on her toned legs, her creamy thighs, and her lovely arms. I can’t see her cleavage right now because she clutches her dress against it, but I know that her breasts are perfect and small, each one a mere handful for me. I know that her waist is impossibly small, flaring out to her hips, and that the crown jewel that is between her thighs is her glorious pink pussy.
“Get on the bed,” I order her. “Now, before I decide not to ask nicely.”
She gulps and looks like she has just swallowed a live frog. I start toward her and she scurries toward the bed, climbing on top of it and turning to look at me with wide, frightened eyes.
I smirk as I walk toward her.
ChapterThirty
DARE
The sight of Talia perched completely naked on my bed, her beautiful tits rising and falling as she sucks in breaths, sends blood straight to my already-hardening cock.
Not every woman has this effect on me.
No, that’s not true.
No womanhas this effect on me. No woman but Talia.
She looks up at me with unsure eyes, her ruby lips swollen and tempting. Now that I’ve gotten a taste of Talia, I want all of her. No, fuck that. I need her. And I won’t stop until I’ve had my fill, either.
I’m hoping like hell she won’t scream bloody murder to stop me now, because I’m not sure letting her out of this room without sinking my hard cock into her hot pussy is something I’m truly capable of.
Stripping off my shirt and slacks, I jerk my head to the floor. “Clothes off, now. Don’t fucking argue with me. I don’t want to hear anything except the sound of your panties hitting the floor.”
Talia’s eyes widen. For a moment, I think she’s going to protest. But I rip my shirt off and arch a brow at her.
