Tempted and Taken by Mari Carr

Author:Mari Carr
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Mari Carr

Chapter Twelve

Liza stood on the edge of the floor, watching the grooms dance their first dance. The wedding took place on the beach a few hours earlier, and it had been perfect.

And Matt had been perfect.

Last night, things had shifted between them, and Liza had felt the urge to pinch herself all day, just to make sure she was awake and not dreaming. After dumping that stupid “just sex” descriptor, Matt led her to the bed, pushed her to her back, went down on her, and kept her on edge for nearly an hour, withholding her orgasm until she was a live wire, sparking like mad.

Matt had refused to let her come until she gave him back every single one of his words—with interest—demanding she declare over and over that she was his. Only his.

Then he’d used his fingers and tongue to drive her to the most explosive orgasm of her life, before crawling over her body and fucking her into oblivion.

And even as incredible as the night had been, she’d still woken up this morning wondering which Matt would be there. The cold, distant man, intent on pushing her away, or…

Or the Matt she knew without a shadow of a doubt was the man of her dreams.

The man she was falling in love with.

She’d opened her eyes, prepared to find herself alone in bed, just as she had the previous two mornings. Instead, he’d been laying there next to her, wide awake, propped up on his elbow and watching her sleep. She’d made a joke about him being a creeper, but rather than laugh, he’d kissed her slowly but oh so completely, then told her she was the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen.

Shit. She could pinch herself a thousand times and still never believe this was real because she’d spent too many years longing for something she feared she would never find.

“You’re one of those people, aren’t you?” Matt stepped behind her, wrapping his arm around her waist. He placed a sweet kiss on the top of her head. He was a tall guy, a couple inches over six feet, his large, muscular frame making her feel tiny in comparison. The difference in their sizes added another element to her attraction toward him, fed into her desire to be with someone dominant, someone powerful. Matt fit the bill physically and personality-wise.

She looked over her shoulder. “What do you mean?”

“You’re one of those people who cry during the wedding ceremony.” He knew she was because she had. He’d been the one to offer her a tissue.

“You’re one of those people who stand at the edge of the dance floor, snapping a million pictures of the first dance.”

Not a million, but she’d snapped a few…or maybe like twenty.

“You’re one of those people who’re first in line for the cake and front row when the bouquet is tossed,” Matt continued.

Her grin had grown throughout the list, letting him know without words that he was spot-on.

“You say all that like it’s a bad thing.

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