love and always

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How many of you have ever had problems with the in-laws? Or the mothers of your fiancé or S.O.? Come on, don’t be shy, raise those hands. Carter, from fanfic phenom Sophie Jackson’s A Pound of Flesh series certainly knows what we’re talking about. In LOVE AND ALWAYS, the latest installment in the series, Carter and Kat find out just how much of an influence on their big day Kat’s mom will have … and it’s decidedly more than they anticipated. 

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Wesley Carter had never been a big believer in fate. Until recently, he didn’t believe in anything. Not even himself.

If he’d been asked eighteen months ago, when he was sitting in a cell at Arthur Kill Correctional Facility, if he ever imagined he would be here, his response would have been a cynical laugh. Back then he’d been drifting aimlessly, stumbling from one ginormous fuckup to the next, with no rhyme or reason to his life, and no inclination to even find one. He’d been rebellious and lost, and happy to be that way.

Until she found him again.

Breathing in deeply from his place on the beach house’s sitting room floor, he could smell pine and cinnamon wrapped in the scent of lovemaking that clung to his skin like a warm blanket. Oblivious to Carter’s epiphany, Kat hummed blissfully into his collarbone, making a high, sated sound. Her naked thigh rested just below his belly button while her leg curved around his hip, with the heel of her foot pressing deliciously into his ass. His hand meandered from where he cradled her temple, over her hair to the damp, warm skin of her bare shoulder. He smiled and turned his head, whispering his lips across her sweat-speckled forehead, nuzzling gently, breathing her in, knowing that he’d never been more content. His woman, his Peaches, in their home, it was a dream he’d thought out of reach.

Her small fingers danced through the sporadic hair on his chest, conjuring a satisfied sigh from deep within him. Opening his eyes gradually, he watched as the diamond he’d placed on the third finger of her left hand sparkled in the lights of the Christmas tree they’d made love under. Taking her hand in his, he brought it to his lips and placed a tender kiss on the stone.

“It’s perfect,” she whispered, her voice slightly hoarse from the screams of pleasure he’d elicited from her not twenty minutes before.

He dipped his chin at the same time she moved back and looked up at him. “You’re perfect,” he said and kissed her because Jesus, what else was there to do?

She gripped the back of his neck and pulled him to her, making their bodies roll until he was back on top of her, cradled between her thighs. He smiled at the one leg of her work pants that was still attached to her ankle and the silk blouse underneath her that would have to be replaced after he’d ripped it open in his haste to have her. Fuck it. It was only money. And who cared about shit like that when the love of your life had just agreed to marry you?

In a brief moment of doubt, he pulled back from her eager mouth, tracing her flushed cheek with the back of his hand.

“Did you mean it?” he asked seriously, watching her carefully. “Will you really marry me?”

Her eyes met his and a slow smile teased at the edges of her lips. “Yes. With my whole heart, I meant it.” She lifted her head, hunting out his tongue with hers. “I love you.”

“Christ,” he murmured, dropping his face to her neck, reveling in the sparks of lust and passion her words sent through his body. His hips undulated against her, driven by the want and desire he’d forever felt for her. “Baby,” he growled as he licked her throat, holding her grabby hands to the floor. “Do you know what your words do to me?”

Her response, as she arched her neck, was a wanton sigh.

He smiled. “I’m hard again.”

Her moan was all the beautiful assurance he needed as he once again pushed into her welcoming body.


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