If Only... by Lisa M. Owens
What would you do if you had the opportunity to go back and relive your greatest mistake?
Five years ago, Bree Sexton walked out on her fiancé and into the arms of a charming and handsome stranger. She has regretted her decision ever since. Instead of a fairy-tale marriage, her “prince” shattered her dreams and her spirit with physical violence and emotional cruelty she barely escaped.
She then mysteriously wakes up in bed with the fiancé she loved and left, the life she’d dreamed of now a reality, until her cruel ex-husband reappears to destroy her new life. But what is real, and what is make-believe? Is she really getting the chance she has always dreamed of? And when it is all said and done, will she finally end up with the man she has always regretted leaving? Or will she wake up to discover herself alone?
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What If... by Lisa M. Owens
What would you do if you had the chance to go back and relive your greatest mistake?
When Maggie Ryerson was a teenager, she made a choice that changed her life forever. Once the stick turned blue, she found herself torn between two men: one was the friend who had comforted her when her world was suddenly turned upside-down and the other was the man she loved… and the father of her baby. Both men had feelings for her and both of them had offered to marry her.
She chose to marry for love.
Now faced with an unplanned pregnancy, a husband who can’t keep a job and a hormonal teenager, Maggie wonders what her life would have been like if she had married for money instead.
But like the saying goes, be careful what you wish for…
Excerpt from What If...
He tossed his jacket onto the library ladder and, walking up behind me, wrapped his arms around my waist. After lifting the thick tresses of my hair, he tenderly kissed the nape of my neck.
“You have the most delectable neck,” he said.
“Thank you.” My voice was slightly breathless at the erotic sensation of his lips raining gentle kisses along my sensitive skin.
After unbuttoning my blouse, his palm roamed underneath the fabric of my shirt, brushing against the small of my back. I couldn’t stop myself from sighing, the warmth from his hand sent shivers of sheer pleasure racing through my body.
“I love the way you look. I love the way you taste.”
He growled into my ear, and I moaned when he nipped at my earlobe.
God, he was driving me crazy.
I was on fire.
Yanking my aroused body against the hard planes of his chest, Carter shifted his position, shoving his hands inside my blouse, unfastening the clasps of my white cotton bra with his nimble fingers, my breasts spilled into his huge hands, and my bra fell to the floor.
“Would you like me to stop?” He removed my shirt in one swift motion and throwing it into the desk chair before rolling it out of our way.
His fingertips raked lightly across the darkened buds of my nipples, and I gasped out loud with pleasure, arching my back.
“I could let you get back to your reading.” He leaned forward to take another nibble of my earlobe. “I know how much you love reading in my library. In fact, I filled the shelves with you in mind.” Carter’s hot breath blew against my flushed skin.
I shivered, an involuntary response which couldn’t be controlled. I closed my eyes and groaned, hearing the sound of his deep masculine chuckle.
Two can play this game. I tilted my head back, resting it against the bulk of his shoulder. I began to shift my body provocatively, rubbing myself up against him, the rounded curve of my ass brushing seductively against his crotch. When he released a guttural groan, I smiled with satisfaction.
Carter whirled me around to face him, unbridled passion blazing in his eyes as he captured my mouth with his own. A fire raged through me, and I grabbed onto the collar of his shirt, bunching the material in my hands. I groaned into his opened mouth, clinging to him. Reluctantly, I released the hold on his collar and started unbuttoning it instead.
After ending the kiss, he grinned. “You greedy wench.” When he brought his wicked mouth down once again to worship my exposed breasts, I thought that I might die from the sheer pleasure of it. He unbuttoned my jeans, his hands reaching inside the denim and cupping the bare cheeks of my ass.
When I moaned, his fingers threaded through the belt loops of my Levis and shoved them down around my ankles. Stepping out of my jeans, I giggled when once again, his hands found my ass. Then he lightly smacked me, the brief stinging sensation on that particular part of my anatomy shocking me for a split second.
He had never spanked me before.
When he started exploring me with his fingers, I went weak. My legs buckled, and I squealed with surprise as Carter swept me up into his arms and carried me over to his desk.
I protested when he gently laid me down on the glass top. But he quickly silenced my concern with another kiss, a kiss which had my mind reeling and left me gasping for air. I released a groan of frustration when his mouth momentarily left mine.
He gave me the self-satisfied smile of a man who knew without a doubt that he had made me wet and wanting. “Would you like to see the rest of my library?”
“I would like to see something, but that’s not it,” I murmured with a suggestive wink, reaching for the fly of his slacks.
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