Page 109 of Necessary Evil

“From everything.”

It was like a dam burst inside her at his words. “Evan, I love you, but I can’t be with you if you’re going to kill people.”

He nodded. “I figured as much.”

But he didn’t move. Lucy waited for the silence to become uncomfortable, but just the opposite happened. He was here with her, the SOBs weren’t calling him, and her job wasn’t interfering with them. It was just her and him.

Lucy tucked her feet up under her and leaned her head back on the couch.

“So what happens now?” she asked.

“What do you want to happen?”

I want to turn back time and do over the last few weeks so that Bobby goes to jail instead of trying to kill me.“I’d like you to look at me.” Lucy figured she’d start small.

He turned around and walked over to the couch. Taking off his sunglasses, he sat down next to her and, after a quick moment of staring into each other’s eyes, hauled her into his lap.

“Evan, don’t. It will just hurt us both.” But she didn’t push him away.

“Sentinel is now in charge.” His arms went around her.

“What does that mean?” she asked, not daring to hope.

“It means I’m just a bartender.”

“What else?” Lucy pinned him with a glare.

“It means no more killing. Will that be enough for you?”

Lucy buried her face in his neck and nodded. “Yeah, it’s going to have to be. Because I’m miserable without you.”

“Makes two of us, baby. I know it’s not going to be a smooth ride and we’ve got a few things to work through, but I need you in my life, in my bed, in my heart.”

Lucy stroked his beard. “I think we can make it.”

“We damn well are going to try,” he told her, and dipped his head down for a kiss.

Kissing him was like coming home. She clutched his jacket in her fists and forced it off his shoulders. Lucy didn’t want to cry anymore. She didn’t want to think. She just wanted the sweet surrender of their bodies together. Their mouths dueled and their kisses were angry as they stripped each other naked.

As she tugged his shirt over his head, Lucy took the opportunity to tongue both his nipples and suck on them before he yanked her hair up so he could reclaim her mouth. Excitement, need, and anger drove her. She flung his belt off, pulling it through the loops with a hard yank. Ripping open her shirt so fiercely that buttons flew everywhere, Evan yanked up her bra. Lucy tore open the button on his pants and tugged down his zipper. He tossed her onto the couch, bunched her skirt up around her waist, and ripped her pantyhose down her legs, shredding the fragile material. I’m going to have to buy them in bulk if he keeps doing that, she thought fleetingly. Evan kicked off his boots while he thrust his fingers into her panties.

She threw her head back and rode his fingers until he removed them, too soon for her liking. But before she could protest, he leapt on top of her, ravaging her breasts with his mouth while she wrapped her legs around his waist.

He plunged his cock inside her and they continued their battle with their hips. Their frenzied mating was punctuated with snarls and cursing. Lucy dug her nails into his shoulders hard enough to draw blood. Each thrust of his body claimed her more deeply, and she knew she was lost to him long before her first orgasm crashed over her. Evan rolled them onto the floor, landing heavily with her on top. Lucy put her palms flat on his chest and stared into his green eyes.

“Please come,” she begged, afraid that he wasn’t feeling the same connection. She needed to see him lose himself in her.

“You again,” he said with an evil chuckle.

“Evan,” she moaned as he held on to her hips and made her bounce on his hardness.

“That’s it,” he said, his fingers going back to work on her wet and throbbing button.

Having him so thick and full inside her while he played with her made her explode in pleasure, and she used him to grind toward another satisfying release. Before she could recover, he rolled her over again, this time onto her hands and knees. He overturned the coffee table to give them more room.

Taking her by the hips, Evan slammed into her from behind. Her nipples grazed the carpet as he unleashed every bit of himself into her. Looking over her shoulder at him, she saw feral need and deep satisfaction.

“Mine,” he growled at her. “You leave me again and I’ll track you down and fuck you just like this until you admit you can’t live without it, without me.”