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Did she want to do that with Carver? Maybe she should. He wouldn’t be sticking around. After he finally determined that she wasn’t really in peril, he’d be gone. And where would that leave her? Neck-deep in love with a man she couldn’t have.
He braced himself on his elbows and hovered over her. As he slipped one big hand under her head, cradling it, a sound broke in his chest.
Being with him made her feel feminine—soft and small. He rubbed her nape with a forefinger, and the rough texture of his skin against hers gave her goose bumps.
“Are you ready for me?” His words should be recorded as a sin. A single drawl falling from those sexy lips had her pussy throbbing all over again.
He started to enter her and stopped. A ripple of strong emotion passed over his face. He dropped his forehead against hers. “Livvie.”
Her own emotion mingled with panic as she ran her fingers through his hair and let the moment sink in.
Carver just felt right. With her. In her bar. In her bed. In her life.
He rained warm kisses on the swells of her breasts and then lifted his head and claimed her mouth. In one smooth, slow glide, he entered her.
Hips bucking of their own accord, she fought an all-consuming need. He was so good at controlling her body this way. Even after she thought she was sated, he demanded more with lips, tongue, hands.
“Carver…” Worry resonated in her voice.
“Shh, love. Just feel.” He pulled his cock through her clenching inner walls. They shared a groan. Her body was electric under his hands and mouth. She wanted more and more.
“Christ, you fit me like a glove. So tight.” He thrust deep inside her.
She rocked with him. Their bodies were so good at this. They moved in tandem.
Her mind filled with other moments when they worked together well, including several nights at the bar. Even at the Gracey Ranch, they had shared the chore of carrying platters of food to the table for all to enjoy.
She cradled his jaw and kissed him with all the passion banked inside her. Waves of pleasure rushed the shores of her consciousness. Pressure built on every single hard thrust of his cock, and a scream built in her throat.
“Come for me. I feel you shaking. You’re close, aren’t you, love? Come for me.” As if her body automatically obeyed his command, she let go.
Her whole body shook as her orgasm whipped her up in a tempest of raw emotion and lust. Bucking against him, she drew out her pleasure as he stiffened. A primal roar burst from his lips, and she swallowed it with a kiss.
For long minutes, her sanity fled.
When Carver brushed his mouth tenderly over the corner of hers, she issued a soft moan and cupped his face in one hand. She felt his lips hitch upward and opened her eyes to see a satisfied grin she couldn’t help but return.
He rolled off her, bringing her up against his side.
Now was about the time when she would get up, maybe use the restroom. Anything but cuddle with the man she took to her bed.
Today, Livia didn’t want to go anywhere—and that scared her.
She worried her lip with her teeth, lost deep in too many questions about how to go about ending what was a really amazing evening.
“I spoke with the guys tonight about the drunk I kicked out of Badlands the other night.”
She started at Carver’s statement. “What about him?”
“He has a record.”
“That doesn’t surprise me. A lot of people have records, even some of the upstanding citizens of Eden. If he did smash up my bar, he’s probably worked it out of his system now.”
“And what about the rattlesnake?”
She gave an involuntary shudder at the memory of that thing. In her line of work, she glossed over a lot of crap she put up with. But she couldn’t ignore the fact that when she’d opened that box, that snake could have sunk its fangs into her, and then she’d be racing against the clock to get medical help.
Having a brush with mortality reminded her all too much of just how alone she was.
