Page 63 of Vicious Sabotage


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“Yeah, I quit hours ago.”

Satisfied, Carver nodded and let them leave.

Out of habit, he withdrew his phone from his pocket and pulled up the security app. Before he even looked, he started chuckling at what happened last time he checked the camera.

He admitted to fixing it a little on the low side, and he had a perfect view of Livia’s sweet ass while she worked. When she flipped him off, he laughed out loud at the sass the woman gave him. No matter what she said, she was cute.

But her tough, capable side came out tonight when she got in the middle of those guys, baseball bat in hand.

He searched her face again, but she didn’t appear to be in any pain. When he got her home, he’d treat her like the queen she was—then he’d strip her down and show her again with his tongue.

On every inch of her body.

His cock stirred behind his fly, and he had to focus on calming down. He needed patience, but telling his body that wasn’t working when it came to Livia.

He hadn’t been with her very long, but dammit, he was finished burying his true feelings for her. He was in love with her. That love would only grow over time.

Convincing her would take some persuasion, but he had a strong tongue and a big dick. He was confident in both.

After everyone cleared out and the last employee straggled out to their car, Carver locked the door.

Livia was humming to whatever tune was on the jukebox. Was he going to risk her shutting him down again if he attempted to dance with her?

Hell yeah, he was. He was a fucking SEAL. She didn’t scare him.

He slowly crossed the room to the bar. She looked up from wiping down the surface. Whatever she saw on his face made her lips pop open.

“What are you doing?”

He hemmed her in with his body, making it so she couldn’t escape.

She tipped her head up to meet his gaze. “Can I help you?”

“I was hoping you could.” He leaned close, mouth placed at the dainty shell of her ear. “I’m looking for a beautiful woman to share her bed tonight. Know anyone?”

Her breath hitched. She nodded.

He flicked his tongue over her earlobe, causing a shiver in her. “I am going to make sure my lover knows she’s a goddess.”

“H-how?”

He ran his hands up her waist to cup her breasts. When he swished his thumbs over her nipples, they hardened at his touch. A soft moan escaped her. She leaned into him, lips tipped up.

He took her mouth in a slow kiss, teasing her with his tongue and he tweaked her nipples into sharper points. Her moans grew louder and he eased one hand between her thighs to cup her pussy.

She rocked. Fingers working down the front of his body to mold the denim of his jeans to his stiff cock.

He swirled his tongue through her mouth.

“I’m going to run my tongue over her pussy over and over again. Until she arches and screams my name. Then I’m going to grab her by the hips and make sure she knows just how perfectly I fit inside her tight heat.”

“Carver.” Her knees sagged. Her breath heaved.

He planted a soft kiss on her lips. “Finish up.”

Her eyes gleamed at him with more than lust. “I’ll hurry.”

Chapter Fourteen

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