Page 108 of Tempted and Taken


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She did as he said, their gazes locked as he made slow, beautiful love to her.

Liza lost focus as tears filled her eyes, her happiness so huge it couldn’t be contained.

This time, the two of them came together, Matt clasping her face in his hands, placing soft kisses on her lips, her chin, her nose. “You are so beautiful,” he whispered.

As their orgasms began to fade, Matt reached above her head to untie her. Gently massaging her shoulders, he asked if she was okay.

“Better than okay,” she whispered.

Matt dropped to her side, gripping her waist to turn her until they were facing each other. “Make a doctor’s appointment. Take out that damn IUD.”

Liza laughed. “Jesus, Matt. Don’t you think we should wait a few minutes to let the dust settle on the marriage proposal?”

He shook his head. “No. I don’t need anything to settle. I told you I couldn’t wait and I meant it. I want my wedding ring on your finger and my baby inside you.”

Liza recalled the argument about the straps on the bed and realized picking this fight would be just as pointless. She wanted the exact same thing. “I’ll call in the morning.”

Matt’s eyes widened in surprise. Clearly, he’d been expecting her to put up more resistance.

She was rewarded when he kissed her again, this one so reverent, she felt as if she was made of precious glass. How could the same man evoke so many different emotions from something as simple as a kiss?

They lay there for nearly half an hour, neither of them talking. They just looked at each other, grinning like a couple of goofy, lovestruck kids.

Liza would have expected to be exhausted after so many orgasms, but Matt had lit a bonfire inside her and the thing appeared to have enough fuel to rage until dawn.

When Matt got out of bed and reached out for her hand, she took it, following him as he led her to the bathroom. And that was when she realized the kid in the candy store was about to get every damn thing he wanted.

Matt perched on the edge of the tub, running the water, then he found a lighter and lit all of those unused candles. Once the huge tub was filled, he stepped in and sat down, crooking his finger for her to join him.

She recalled his plan, so she joined him eagerly. Too eagerly.

Jesus, it was like the last fifty-seven orgasms had never happened.

Liza straddled his hips, impressed once more by the fact his dick was just as thick and hard as it had been when he took her over the couch downstairs.

She positioned him at her opening, sliding down slowly, and not stopping until every inch of him was inside her.

Once there, Matt gripped her waist, holding her still while he gave her a slow, sensual kiss that had her inner muscles clenching with need.

When the kiss ended, Liza began to ride him. At first, their motions were gentle, easy, two people taking their time because suddenly they had it. A lifetime of it.

That rhythm changed when Matt reached between them, his fingers stroking her clit.

Applying the perfect amount of pressure, he teased and tempted her to move faster, harder, until she felt like a cowgirl riding on a runaway horse without any reins.

Matt was with her stroke for stroke, tilting and lifting his hips on each return, the head of his dick stroking her G-spot until she reached the edge of the cliff and leapt off.

He came with her, the two of them gasping for air as Liza slumped forward, her head resting in the crook of his shoulder, his softening dick still tucked inside her.

Neither of them spoke for a long time until Liza finally found the strength to lift her head. Glancing around, she realized there was as much water on the floor as in the tub, and she giggled.

“That was quite a list,” she murmured.

He chuckled. “That was just the beginning, Ms. Moretti, my naughty, sexy kitten. Believe me when I say there’s a lot more where that came from.”

“I’d be down for more.”

Matt cupped her cheek with one hand, his expression suddenly serious. “Since the day I first saw you, you’ve tempted me to the brink of insanity.”

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