THE DAYS HAVE TURNED INTO weeks that leaked into months that multiplied into years. Years. The pride I have for my patience and being a by-the-book cop is being tested by the minute. It already was fucking tested. I’ve done things I’d never thought I’d ever stoop so low to do.
The revenge I seek for Marco is getting closer, but with no definitive end in sight, I’m only more frustrated.
And unfortunately for Connor Golecki, he ran into me on a night when I felt like taking that frustration out. I’m sitting at some stupid ass club, grinding my teeth together as the twins grind their asses on stupid motherfuckers who are only thinking about one thing.
I realize it’s their twenty-first birthday, and they probably don’t want their big brother watching over them, but tough shit. The last damn thing that needs to happen right now would be for one of them to get hurt or be taken advantage of by some drunk ass.
So, when he stepped into the club, I clocked his preppy ass right away. His hair slicked back to cover the receding hairline, and his loose hanging shirt doing nothing to hide the beer gut he’s sporting. I watch him. He bobs his head as he looks around the club trying to find his next victim. He spots the two pretty young girls dancing in the middle of the dance floor.
After he stares for a minute, he heads to the bar and slams back a shot before walking over to them.
I stay a few paces back. A woman rubs her tits against my arm, and I shake my head at her. “Not interested.” She sashays away and does the same thing to another unsuspecting guy. He takes the bait, though. Definitely don’t miss the dating game.
I miss my woman, though. God, I miss Livvie so much.
Connor places himself right between the twins, and I laugh at the way they both roll their eyes at him and brush him off. But his pompous attitude takes a hit when they turn their backs to him because he grabs each of their shoulders.
So I pay him the same respect he apparently thinks the girls deserve. Both of my hands squeeze his shoulders and apply pressure right where his collarbone meets his throat. He squeals like a fuckin’ pig, and I drag his ass out of the club.
“What the fuck, man?”
He’s a big dude, but weak as shit because I toss him on the ground with absolutely zero restraint on his part. “Ow.”
I crouch down, and he flinches. Jesus. What the fuck am I doing? I’d kill him with one jab to his face. This asshole doesn’t deserve my fuckin’ energy or my time away from the girls makin’ sure they’re okay. “Touch them again, and I’ll put your ass in the hospital.”
Without giving him another glance, I swiftly kick him in his gut. He doesn’t need to know that was because of the pain he caused Olive. I head back inside and continue playing bodyguard for Oakley and Onnika. When the night is over, and after their friends are safely in cabs, I drive the giggling girls back to their parents.
The picture of Livvie is the last thing I see before I fall asleep, and her face is the only thing in my dreams. Like always.
I don’t believe what’s in front of my eyes right now. I… it’s my girl, my Livvie with another man. They’re getting into a limo together. He’s touching her. She’s smiling. Facial recognition software picked up this photo and… if I didn’t have her memorized, I wouldn’t believe it. I don’t want to believe it.
I shouldn’t even be looking, but I need to know she’s okay. I have to. I need to see her.
I feel like I’m dying without her. The breaths that burn when I force myself to take them are solely to get her back. Staying alive to save her.
I swallow a groan as Livvie hops down from her seat, her perky tits juggling in her tight-ass dress. We just went to dinner, and though I know today is our two-month anniversary, I didn’t bring it up and neither did she.
When I press the button on the key fob, the alarm beeps, and Livvie jumps. “You okay?” I ask her. She’s been on edge all night, and I don’t like it.
“Yup.” She nods. “Fine.”
Her hands are in fists, and when I reach for her, she uncurls her fingers to lace them with mine as we go to her apartment. Once inside, she turns to me. “Well, thanks for walking me in.”
My eyes widen. “You kickin’ me out?”
She avoids looking at me. “No. I’m tired.”
“You haven’t lied to me yet, sweetheart, so don’t start now.”
Instead of denying it, she shrugs.
I tip her chin up. “Gotta tell me what’s on your mind.”
Her white teeth bite into her lower lip, but she still doesn’t say anything.
“Olive.”
Her eyes narrow. She hates when I call her by her full name. “What?”
“Why are you pissed?”
“I’m not; I’m tired.”
“You’re not.”
She huffs out a little breath. “I had a great time tonight. That restaurant was great; thank you for taking me.” She jerks her chin a little, and I drop my arm.
“You’re welcome.”
“Good night.”
“Since you let me between your legs, baby, I haven’t walked out of here one night without your sweetness on my tongue. You’re tellin’ me you want me to leave, on our anniversary, without comin’ in my mouth?” At the mention of our anniversary, her eyes soften.
“Don’t be so crude.”
“You don’t mind crude when you’re diggin’ your nails into me and screamin’ my name.”
Another little huff but this time she shifts her legs.
“You on your rag or something?”
“No.” She doesn’t get pissy about me asking, which actually surprises me.
I grab her chin again and rub my thumb over her lips. Her body sways into my hand. With the tips of my fingers, I skim down her chest, not touching her breasts, until I reach the apex of her thighs. My knuckle skims over the scrap of wet fabric covering her pussy. “You’re soaked, baby.”
“Mmmhmm.”
“Sure you want me to leave?” I dip a finger inside her, and when she gasps, I pull it out and bring it to my mouth. Licking her juice off it, I groan. She’s so fucking sweet I can barely stand it. When she doesn’t answer, I ask again. “Do you want me to leave?”
She shakes her head and slowly blinks. When she looks at me again, her eyes are shiny with tears.
I’ve never seen her cry before, and it makes my gut hollow. “What’s wrong?” As much as I want to pull her to me right now, I want to see her face.
Her head shakes, and she angrily wipes the tears falling down her cheeks.
“Livvie, talk to me.”
“Why won’t you have sex with me?” She blurts out the question then covers her mouth almost immediately. My jaw drops, and I barely have time to grab her before she runs away.
“That’s what you’re mad about?” Her back is against my chest, and I have one arm across her collarbone and the other across her hips. “You think I don’t want to? Think I don’t want to sink my cock inside you? Think I don’t dream about how your tight, wet pussy would feel squeezing my dick?” I push into her from behind. “It’s all I’ve thought about since the moment I saw you.”
“Then why haven’t you?” she whispers.
Turning her, I press a kiss to her lips before I say anything else. “Because as much as I wanted to, I didn’t want to rush you.”
“But you left here every night…” Hard. She doesn’t say it, but I know that’s what she means. “And you wouldn’t let me, you know.”
“Wouldn’t let you what?”
“You know what I mean.”
I smile. “I do. I just want to hear you say it.”
“You wouldn’t let me touch you, and you left horny and hard every night.”
The hurt in her voice isn’t what I was expecting, but it’s what finally makes me realize what she’s implying. “Oh God, Livvie. No. I left here and went home and jacked off in the shower. I don’t want anyone else touching me. Nobody else’s lips wrapped around my cock. Only yours.”
She swallows. “Oh.”
“Fuck, you thought I was leavin’ here and get—”
“I don’t know what I thought. I just don’t know why you won’t let me suck your dick.”
Her eyes widen, and she takes a step back. The honest truth is I didn’t want to push her. Didn’t want to fuck her until I could get a solid lock on my damn emotions with her. The crazy way she makes me feel will only intensify when I’m inside her, and I don’t want that to scare her away.
I realize now that was a mistake.
“Get on your knees, then, Livvie.”
Her mouth forms an O, but she doesn’t move. And holy hell, I can’t even imagine how those lips will feel wrapped around my cock.
“You wanna suck my dick, baby, then get on your knees so I can fuck your face.”
The apples of her cheeks redden, and she takes a step forward. I reach for my belt and undo my pants before they fall to my ankles. She slowly lowers herself, and when she looks up at me, I palm my rock-hard dick and swipe the precum with my thumb.
“Open.” I bring my hand up to her mouth, and she sticks her tongue out. When her lips wrap around my thumb, I have to grab the wall. Her eyes close, and she moans… Shit, she’s gonna be the death of me. I grab the base of my cock and bring the tip to her lips. “Here it is, Livvie. You wanted it. Suck it.”
Flicking her tongue over the tip, she then circles it. My eyes roll in the back of my head as she gives me the best damn blowjob I’ve ever had. She’s not afraid of the spit that drips down her hand or the noises her vacuum seal makes, which are sexy as fuck.
I reach down and hold her head still and then take over, unable to hold back. “Fuck, baby.” I hit the back of her throat, and she gags but doesn’t loosen her grip. I don’t want to come in her mouth, but she’s making it nearly impossible to pull out.
When she reaches up with her other hand and cups my balls, I yank on her hair. “Stop.”
She doesn’t listen and sucks harder.
“Dammit, Livvie. Stop.” I shout the words, and she falls back on her ass, panting. “Don’t wanna come in your mouth, sweetie.” I make quick work of getting naked then I bend down and lift her up, tossing her over my shoulder.
I spank her ass and bite it since it’s so close, and my mouth is watering to get any kind of taste of her that I can. Instead of her yelping as I expected, she groans and rubs herself against my shoulder. Christ, I can feel how hot she is. Gonna have to start crossing off all the fantasies I have of the different ways I can fuck her. Spanking her ass while she’s bent over my knee being one on the top of the list.
When we get to her room, I toss her on the bed. “You sure you’re ready for this?”
Her answer is to pull her dress over her head. Then she takes off her black bra and thong and spreads her legs. My dick twitches.
“Tell me, Livvie.”
“I’m ready for you to fuck me, Jay.”
A feral growl rips through my chest, and I grab behind her knees and pull her to the end of the bed then devour her from hole to clit.
“Shit.” She presses her pussy into my face.
I slam two fingers inside her and suck her pink nub into my mouth. She screams my name, and I don’t let her ride it out like I normally do. Instead, I toss her legs apart and slide inside her as she’s still clenching. “Fuuuuuck.”
“Oh, my God.” She gasps.
“Damn, Livvie.” I pull out and thrust back in, hard. “You feel perfect. Like fuckin’ heaven.” Slowly, I pull out then slam in so hard she slides back on the bed. “You just gave me this. I’m not giving it up. I ain’t lettin’ you go.” I fuck her into the mattress, gripping her hips. “Hear me?”
“Yes.” She throws herself up and scratches her nails down my back. “It’s all yours.”
“Fuck yeah, it is.” I slant my mouth over hers as she screams another orgasm into mine and finally empty myself into her. “You’re mine, Livvie.”
“God, yes,” she whispers. “Only yours.”
Ty paces in front of my desk. He’s been out of jail for about six months now and has proven invaluable. In that time, he’s also gotten back with his girl. “It’s been three fucking days, Jay. I’m not waiting for a second longer.” I get him. I so get him. Marco kidnapped Ty’s pregnant girlfriend, Jessa, as payment for Ty betraying him. This is what Marco does. He’s a fuckin’ weasel who always seems one step ahead. Impossible to trust anyone; I feel like a fool because there’s an obvious leak somewhere, and I can’t fuckin’ find it.
“Got a location.” Neil busts through the door, and before anyone can say anything, we’re all running out of the building. Neil’s an officer and was an addition to the team by default since he became friends with Jessa not knowing who she was. But right now, she’s in the hands of Marco.
We speed there, Ty the first and not waiting for anyone. I don’t pretend I wouldn’t be the same man he is right now if I knew that Marco had my girl. And she’s got a baby in her belly. My chest tightens as I push the thoughts of what could be happening to her right now away and screech to a halt.
Ty’s not going to wait, I know it. He’s so damn in love with his girl, and nothing anybody could say would hold him back right now.
And I don’t blame him.
Still, I shout that backup’s two minutes out, hoping to calm him for a second so we can make a plan and hopefully not all get killed in the process of rescuing her.
“That’s two minutes longer that she’s not with me.” Not surprisingly, Ty disobeys orders and enters the building without waiting for backup.
Neil and I follow, covering his back. All of our senses are on high alert right now, and we make our way down the hall and to the basement. Adrenaline pumps through me.
This is it. We’ve busted our asses, lost time, sleep, sanity. I’ve gotten dirtier than I ever thought I would and broken laws I swore I’d uphold. But we got what we needed. Evidence. Statements. DNA. We have it all. Most importantly, we found where he was keeping all the innocent young women he’d taken. They’re free. Finally. So now I can be, too. So can Livvie. Because it ends now.
A woman screams, and in a split second, Ty’s busting down a door and demanding, “Let her go.”
“I don’t want to. I just got her trained.” I round the corner just in time to see Marco pull her hair and display a black and blue bruise on the side of her face.
“She’s fucking pregnant, you bastard!” Ty screams, his arm shaking even with the gun trained on Marco’s head.
My own hand is steady. My breathing even. My heart calm. I train my sight on his head.
“I know. That’s the only reason she’s still alive. Figured it’d be fun to fuck with your spawn.”
He must not have been expecting Ty to move, and I wasn’t either, because he’s able to rip Jessa out of Marco’s hands. Ty turns to block Jessa just as Marco raises his arm. I flex my finger at the same time, getting off a shot square in the middle of his head. Then another, and one final one for good measure. I smile as Marco’s eyes meet mine. A nice hole in his forehead and two in his chest. When he falls to the ground, his head collides with the cement, and the thud is the most beautiful sound I’ve ever heard.
I let out a breath, relief finally an emotion I can feel after almost three years. Because now, it’s time to get my girl back. I’m done being the good guy, and if anyone tries to stand in my way to get what’s mine, they’re going to meet the baddest motherfucker they wished they never knew.