Dare to Love by Lylah James
Lila
There always comes a time in your life when your tenacity is tested, and when that happens, you have two choices: you either run away with your tail tucked between your legs, or you stand up for yourself.
Maddox has been playing me, pushing and pushing until I reached the end of my rope and snapped. He wanted to remind me he had the power to make me lose control.
He craved the hunt, to be the hunter – the predator, to be at the top of the food chain, doling out punishments as he deemed necessary.
Being an asshole was his way of living, I guessed he didn’t know how to be anything else.
He knew exactly how to make his victims feel small to the extent that all you can do is cower away.
My blood pumped hot. Shaking away the terror and fury coursing through my veins, I stood up. Maddox pulled away and came up to his feet, too, standing to his full height. The crooked grin plastered on his face infuriated me, but I channeled all my frustration.
“What do you want from me, Maddox?”
He raised one perfect eyebrow, without saying a word, shoving his hands in the pockets of his jeans and rocking back on his feet, quite nonchalantly.
“You’re the most frustrating person I’ve ever come across.”
“Why, thank you. I take that as a compliment.” He was still smirking.
My mother always told me to avoid trouble and look away. The least attention you give to bullies, the more disinterested they’ll become.
Maybe she was right.
Still staring at Maddox, I took a step back. “Have a good night, Coulter.”
I pivoted on my heels to march away, but his taunting voice stopped me. “Giving up so easily, Sweet Cheeks? I must have been wrong about you.”
My fists clenched at my side, and I came to a halt. I really should have listened to my mother’s warning.
But I never, ever turned down a challenge. Maybe that was my mistake…
Show time.
I swiveled around and stalked forward until I stopped in front of him. Maddox’s gaze drifted to my mouth, where I was chewing on my lip – not in nervousness, but to put Maddox exactly where I wanted him.
My hand landed on his firm chest. His eyes widened slightly since this was the first time I've touched him willingly. A roguish smile played on his lips, and I pitied him.
He thought he won me over. Too bad, Maddox. Don’t play games with a girl who can play them better.
He should have heeded my warning the first time.
I rubbed my hand over his chest, sliding it down toward his stomach. The black hoodie did nothing to hide all the hardness of him. His muscles tensed under my slow, exploring touch, and his eyes glinted with something devilish.
Down and down I went, until my fingers halted on his hips, right over his belt. I hooked a finger into the belt loop and pulled him closer to me, our bodies colliding together softly. Maddox let out a small chuckle, playing along.
Standing on my toes, I brought our faces closer, bringing my lips mere inches from his squared jaw, and I leaned in, so I could whisper in his ear. “I know what you want from me.”
“Oh, do you?”
“You've made it abundantly clear. I can give you what you want. One unforgettable night.”
“See? That wasn't so hard. Don't know why you've been playing so hard to get.” His hands landed on my hips before they curled around my back, squeezing my ass.
“You want a taste of this ass? You can have it. Fuck me sideways, fuck me front and back, put me on my knees, get between my thighs. Put me on your dick, and I’ll ride you until the sun comes up. I’m on the pill. If you're safe, we can ditch the condoms, and you'll feel every inch of me. Have you ever fucked a girl bareback? I can be your first. I'll even show you my deepthroating skills. You want filthy? I can make your filthiest fantasies come true, Maddox. You can have it all, baby.”
My teeth grazed his earlobe before I bit down softly. His throat bobbed with a low groan.
“In your dreams,” I breathed in his ear.
I released him and pushed away from his body. His eyebrows curled together in confusion before realization dawned in his eyes. He reached for me, but I sidestepped him, tsking. It was my turn to taunt him, and by the look on his face, he hadn't expected it.
Oh no, Maddox Coulter underestimated me.
I winked, and my lips curled into a satisfied smirk. “See you tomorrow, Coulter.”
I walked backward, enjoying the look of complete shock on his face. My gaze slid over him, from the top of his messy blond hair down to his brown leather boots.
“Oh. You might want to take a cold shower to help with that,” I said, pointing toward his semi hard-on, which was indecently poking through his jeans.
Whoops.
* * *
Maddox
I couldn’t rememberthe last time a girl had knocked me on my ass. Probably never because it was impossible. I played the games, and they were my catch.
How did the tables turn?
Lila marched away, shaking her plump ass as if to tempt me further, with her long black hair teasing the curve of her hips. She gave me one last haughty look over her shoulder before she disappeared around the building, and I was left dumbstruck in the middle of the field with a goddamn hard-on.
I should have known – she was fierce. I underestimated her, but honestly, I didn’t expect her to give me goddamn blue balls.
With pink lips and a sultry voice, she was a siren with a filthy mouth and I. Was. A. Goner.
There was just something about Lila Garcia that I wanted to explore. I thought she was an interesting plaything at first. Now? I rubbed my thumb over my jaw, still staring at where she had disappeared. Her scent still lingered around me. It was some sweet perfume, nothing too heavy or cheap like the other bitches I had hanging around me. It was soft and sweet, and my tongue slid out over my lips as if I could taste her.
I was spellbound, my palms twitched and my dick – yeah, that bastard was more than interested.
I wanted to see how far I could push before she exploded into tiny little pieces at my feet.
Sure, Lila was feisty and oh, so fucking sassy, but for how long? How long would it take to break her and mold her into a pretty little thing like I’d done with all the others?
She was fucking trouble.
Guess what?
I wasn’t the type to shy away from trouble.
Come at me, Sweet Cheeks.
