[Maddox]He’s too close and he’s not wearing anything. He’s not even bothering to cover up.I blinked up at him, still crouched on the floor of his wardrobe. He stood tall and big in all his glory.He stepped closer, like he wasn’t close enough. His scent clouded me — sweat, arousal, that damn cologne. His eyes raked over me, amused.“I read every issue,” he continued, voice low. “Your stuff’s good. Really good. But…”He reached out and hooked a finger under my chin, tilting my face up. I couldn’t breathe.“Those positions you describe? The way the bodies move? It’s obvious you’ve never actually done them. They feel… fake.”“Want me to teach you?” he murmured. “The real techniques. That way, in your next chapter, readers won’t be complaining that the author’s obviously a virgin.”Heat flooded my face. Shame. Anger. Want. Everything. “I don’t need…”“Your latest chapter,” he cut me off, his thumb brushing my lower lip, “the part where the lead pins someone against the wall? The angle’s
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