MAYA
I stood in front of the full-length mirror in my room, turning slowly from side to side.
The black off-shoulder blouse clung to my curves perfectly, the neckline dipping low enough to show the soft swell of my breasts and the delicate line of my collarbones.
The short, tight black skirt hugged my ass and hips like a second skin, ending high on my thighs. My long dark hair fell straight down my back, and the thin gold jewelry which included a necklace, hoop earrings, and a few bangles, caught the light beautifully.
I looked hot. Really hot.
A small, satisfied smile curved my lips as I ran my hands down my waist. After everything that happened with Tristan- the fever, his mouth between my legs, the way he’d made me squirt and then called me “little devil”- I needed to feel powerf
