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“I dare you to be bold enough to take what you want, Juliette.”

I shook my head, but everything inside me screamedyes. I wanted to give in to these desires. The kiss had only been a small taste of him, and I still hungered for more. I wanted to come undone in his hold. I wanted to become lost in his deep, torrential waters.

“I dare you,” he used his free hand to remove my hand from my chest and allow the dress to fall to the floor. “To take me, Juliette.”

That’s when it all snapped. The restraint and sense left my body, and I threw my arms around his neck while my lips crashed into his.

For tonight, I would forget caution. For tonight, I would live as a woman who simply wanted to be pleased and worshiped.

The consequences could wait until tomorrow.

Chapter Sixteen

Juliette POV

Ididn’t know how long I stood there staring at him. The dress was the last remaining barrier between us. I could feel his heat rolling off of his body in waves. The tension in the air was so thick I could taste it.

If I crossed this line with this man, then there would be no coming back from here. It would shift the entire dynamic of the arrangement. The logic inside of me screamed to tell him to leave. But the woman in me who had not felt the touch of a man in what seemed like a millennium screamed louder.

Just for tonight. I would allow myself this one, reckless decision just for tonight.

Fuck it.

I held his gaze, his brown eyes darkened with lust as the dress slipped from my chest and pooled at my feet.

Manuel’s eyes darkened. “You are breathtaking, Juliette Ballard.”

His words stroked the lips of pussy. The blood filled them as my mind hyper-focused on his presence. This man was every dark fantasy I had ever had.

“Last chance to back out,amor.” His tongue darted out to wet his lips. The black of his pupils expanded. “Once I start, I will not stop.”

“Fuck me like you hate me, Manuel.”

I didn’t even know where those words came from. The desire had completely overtaken my body. All I could feel was his scorching touch, and the only thing on my mind was feeling him everywhere.

“Shit,” he hissed before he crashed his lips down onto mine.

His body touched me and my body reacted like it was feeling the touch of a man for the first time. And maybe it was. All the men before Manuel paled in comparison to him, even now. Even if I still didn’t know what it felt like to have him inside me.

My hands moved up his chest and made light work of his buttons. Everything in me wanted to rip away the last remaining barriers between us, but I wanted to take my time. I wanted to savor this moment. I wanted to commit every single curve and line to memory. If this was only to be for one night, then I wanted it to be burned in my mind for the rest of my days.

Layer by layer, I carefully pulled his clothes off his body until he stood in front of me as bare as the day he was born.

My God.

This man was the epitome of perfection.

My eyes moved from his hard chest to the molten whiskey eyes that had captivated me from the very first moment I had stared into them. The heat in them screamed at me with so much power that I felt my pussy purr.

Manuel reached in between us, still holding my gaze, and cupped my throbbing core in his hands. He moved his fingersagainst my wetness, igniting a new level of fire inside of my body.

I pushed my body into him, and my entire skin caught on fire.

He pressed his lips onto mine. At first, his touch was gentle, but then the hunger took over. Our mouths battled for dominance, neither one of us wanting to give in to the other.

He ripped his lips from mine and breathed against my skin, “So fucking sweet.”

His voice was sweet, coated in thick lust and desire.

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