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think that I was sex starved. I weighed the pros and cons and then decided against answering. I took a shot of whiskey. Now, it was my turn.
    “Truth or dare?” I asked.
    “Truth,” he answered.
    “Have you ever had a threesome?”
    He gave a low laugh. “Yes. When I was in college, my friends and I went to a club. Apparently, two girls thought I was cute enough and they both followed me to my apartment,” he replied. “Satisfied?”
    I nodded.
    “Truth or dare?” he asked.
    “Truth,” I answered.
    “If you walked into your room and found me strapped to your bed naked, what would you do to me?”
    There was absolutely no way I would answer that. What would I say? That ever since I saw him, I thought of nothing more than to have sex with him and that to see him naked on my bed would be a dream come true. No way! I’d rather take a shot of whiskey.
    “Addie,” he called. “You’re going to get drunk. This is supposed to be fun. Just answer the question.”
    I didn’t give a response. Instead, I asked, “Truth or dare?”
    “Truth,” he answered.
    “Have you ever masturbated?” I asked.
    “No,” he replied quickly. “I love women. When I want to have sex, there is always a woman at my beck and call.”
    Damn! Why was he not embarrassed by any question I asked? I knew I had to step up my game. I just didn’t know anything that would embarrass this man.
    “Truth or dare?” he asked me.
    I gave it a quick thought. “Dare,” I said.
    He smiled and gazed at me a long moment. “A d die,” he called, keeping his voice low. “I dare you to dance with me.”
    “No music,” I replied.
    “Who says we need music,” he said as he stood. Palm up, he held out his hand for me. I stared at it for a moment. He continued to hold it out for me. I gazed up into his eyes and took the hand.
    He held me close to him as his hands fell on my waist. Because my dress was cut at the sides, I could feel his touch directly on my skin. I felt the current of his touch flow through me as it sent vibration through my body.
    We began to dance to no other music but the rhythm of our hearts. As we moved slowly, my heart was pounding. This man made me feel different. He knew the little things to do to please me, to make me happy. He jested with me like a kid, teased me like a friend and obviously he knew how to love perfectly like a lover.
    He stared into my eyes as we moved and he said softly, “Addie, truth or dare.”
    I swallowed hard before I could give a response. “Dare,” I replied.
    He leaned closer, his voice deep and sexy, he whispered into my ear. “I dare you to kiss me. On the lips.”
    His dare made my heart race. This was the point where I should use the take a shot of whiskey option. However, the whiskey was not close by. So, I told myself that kissing him was no big deal. 
    I gazed up at him. He was almost twice my height, so kissing him on the lips wasn’t going to be easy. Damn! Where were those high heels when I nee d ed it most?
    I stood on my toes. Arms wrapped around his neck, I pulled his face down and placed a quick kiss on his lips. When our lips met, an electrical current explo d ed through my body. My whole body trembled and I stared away in embarrassment. His gaze followed mine, and his eyes crashed confidently into mine. “It’s okay, Addie,” he said after a moment. “It’s more than okay.”
    With my face in between his hands, he kissed me again. First, it was just his lips touching mine and then he went deeper and deeper. I tasted him and I felt the warmth of his mouth radiate through my body.
    Cleve pulled gently on my hair until my head til t ed back and sent fire through the skin of my throat with hot, wet kisses, and then I knew what it was like to have a desire burn inside of you, to hunger for something. In that moment, nothing else mattered. It was just as if the whole world paused for the both of us.
    I held him closely and let my hand roam his chest and the muscles of his