Chapter 34. A Game

Colt POV

I sat at the edge of my bed, listening to the approaching sound of pointy heels on polished wood.

And when my door pushed open, my breath caught.

Olivia stood there in blood-red lace and silk lingerie. I stood up, her boldness instantly fueling my desires. 

I’d known she would show up. 

But I had no idea she would come looking like this. Wearing this thin dress that barely covered that ass, held up by a criss-cross of strings on both sides.

“This is not a dress, Sonsy,” I said, circling her. 

“Denying me the pleasure of undressing you?” I stopped behind her, and leaned forward till our cheeks were touching, and I could hear her soft breaths.

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