Excerpt from Never A Bridesmaid, Always A Bride
Jake heard the pain in her voice. The regret. All the things he wished she’d felt when she left him. She wasn’t talking about Lana.
And dammit if Jake could stay on his side of the kitchen.
He moved around the table, stalking her. She watched him getting closer, her eyes widening with each deliberate step he took. When he reached her, Jake didn’t pause. He didn’t hesitate. He didn’t even think.
He just took what was his.
His lips crashed down onto hers the same moment his hands dove into her hair. The short strands slipped through his fingers before he could grab hold. He reached for them again, and used his grip to tilt her head to suit him. She whimpered against him, her hands reaching up between them. He didn’t know if she was going to push him away or pull him closer, but he wasn’t waiting to find out.
He thrust his tongue between her teeth, prying her lips apart. She froze for a heartbeat, then stroked her tongue along his with a moan that alerted his dick to all the action going on.
He was consumed with consuming her. He needed her. He needed her to know he’d never stopped loving her. Never stopped waiting for her. He could convince her to stay this time. She wouldn’t leave him again.
She just told him so.
As his tongue stroked her, relearning her mouth and the way she liked to be kissed, his hand roamed her body. She was too tiny for him, too angular, but he didn’t care. She was Alyssa. His Alyssa. And he wasn’t going to let her go again.
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