With Jared Corbit and Savannah Martin's wedding day quickly approaching, everything should be golden for the two, but their trouble has only just begun. When the media learns of the damage Stewart Paulson has inflicted on the Talbot family, Savannah and Jared get caught in the cross-hairs.
Even worse, the past has caught up with Savannah in a big way, and nothing will prepare her or Jared for the danger headed their way or the devastating decisions they'll be forced to make as a result.
Jared's determined to protect his fiancée from the people milling in the shadows, but good intentions only go so far. When Savannah learns the truth he's desperately trying to keep from her, their future together begins to unravel. How can she trust him when he's lying to her? And just how far is he willing to go to protect the woman he loves from her past?
All Cried Out, told exclusively from Jared's POV, is the exciting follow up to Ayden K. Morgen's All Falls Down.
If you haven't already pre-ordered your copy, you can do so on Amazon now for $1.99! All Cried Out releases on June 7, 2015.
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"You made dinner."
"I did."
"Thank you." Her smile widens and she leans forward, pressing her lips to mine.
I groan when I feel her tongue swipe across my bottom lip, all thoughts of her past, Lexi, and the media forgotten. My tongue meets hers and I attempt to pull her closer, but she slides out of my arms before I can even think of deepening the kiss.
"Later," she promises when I narrow my eyes at her. "We should eat."
"We should." I let my gaze rove over her slowly, taking in the way her dress hugs her curves, and her creamy skin. More tendrils of her dark hair have come loose since this afternoon, strands curling around her face.
She's radiant.
"You are so fucking gorgeous," I say, shaking my head, trying for the millionth time to figure out how I got so lucky.
Her cheeks flush and she bites her bottom lip, her eyes riveted to my face as I stare at her. And that look on her face, like she needs me as badly as I need her, sends every good intention I have flying out of my mind. My cock hardens, heat racing through me.
"Jared," she moans, shifting restlessly when she notices me readjusting myself. When she bites her lip again, looking at me with those big brown eyes, I lose it.
"Fuck the food," I mumble, reaching out to grasp her arms, dragging her toward me. Her body collides with mine, crashing into me as I crush my lips to hers, kissing her hard.
She moans into my mouth, her hands curling into fists in my shirt. Mine are all over her, touching and caressing as I devour her mouth.
"Goddamn," I growl, tugging her bottom lip between my teeth and biting gently. She tastes so good and feels even better.
Her fingers slide down my chest, fumbling with the buttons of my shirt, but they aren't coming undone fast enough for me. I need her hands on my bare skin. Now.
Leaning back, I jerk the shirt over my head, letting it fall. I'm so worked up, my breath comes in harsh pants.
Savannah's dark gaze dances across my shoulders, my chest, and down my abdomen, raking like fire.
Christ, how does she do this to me? One look from her, one touch, and I'm completely undone… out of my mind. It's hard, so hard, to go slow with her when every part of me screams to rip her dress off, bend her over the table, and take her hard.
"Jared, I need you," she whispers as I clench and unclench my hands, fighting for some semblance of control so I don't scare her.
Even worse, the past has caught up with Savannah in a big way, and nothing will prepare her or Jared for the danger headed their way or the devastating decisions they'll be forced to make as a result.
Jared's determined to protect his fiancée from the people milling in the shadows, but good intentions only go so far. When Savannah learns the truth he's desperately trying to keep from her, their future together begins to unravel. How can she trust him when he's lying to her? And just how far is he willing to go to protect the woman he loves from her past?
All Cried Out, told exclusively from Jared's POV, is the exciting follow up to Ayden K. Morgen's All Falls Down.
If you haven't already pre-ordered your copy, you can do so on Amazon now for $1.99! All Cried Out releases on June 7, 2015.
******
"You made dinner."
"I did."
"Thank you." Her smile widens and she leans forward, pressing her lips to mine.
I groan when I feel her tongue swipe across my bottom lip, all thoughts of her past, Lexi, and the media forgotten. My tongue meets hers and I attempt to pull her closer, but she slides out of my arms before I can even think of deepening the kiss.
"Later," she promises when I narrow my eyes at her. "We should eat."
"We should." I let my gaze rove over her slowly, taking in the way her dress hugs her curves, and her creamy skin. More tendrils of her dark hair have come loose since this afternoon, strands curling around her face.
She's radiant.
"You are so fucking gorgeous," I say, shaking my head, trying for the millionth time to figure out how I got so lucky.
Her cheeks flush and she bites her bottom lip, her eyes riveted to my face as I stare at her. And that look on her face, like she needs me as badly as I need her, sends every good intention I have flying out of my mind. My cock hardens, heat racing through me.
"Jared," she moans, shifting restlessly when she notices me readjusting myself. When she bites her lip again, looking at me with those big brown eyes, I lose it.
"Fuck the food," I mumble, reaching out to grasp her arms, dragging her toward me. Her body collides with mine, crashing into me as I crush my lips to hers, kissing her hard.
She moans into my mouth, her hands curling into fists in my shirt. Mine are all over her, touching and caressing as I devour her mouth.
"Goddamn," I growl, tugging her bottom lip between my teeth and biting gently. She tastes so good and feels even better.
Her fingers slide down my chest, fumbling with the buttons of my shirt, but they aren't coming undone fast enough for me. I need her hands on my bare skin. Now.
Leaning back, I jerk the shirt over my head, letting it fall. I'm so worked up, my breath comes in harsh pants.
Savannah's dark gaze dances across my shoulders, my chest, and down my abdomen, raking like fire.
Christ, how does she do this to me? One look from her, one touch, and I'm completely undone… out of my mind. It's hard, so hard, to go slow with her when every part of me screams to rip her dress off, bend her over the table, and take her hard.
"Jared, I need you," she whispers as I clench and unclench my hands, fighting for some semblance of control so I don't scare her.
xoxo,









