My father’s harsh laugh brings my eyes open…and I realize immediately why he’s amused. Mick is watching me with labored breathing, the right leg of his pants full with his penis. No, his cock. And I learned enough last week to know when a man’s cock gets hard, he wants to put it inside a woman.
Me.
His eyes are apologetic, but that regret is cut with lust. Plain and simple. And I lust for him back. Lord, my panties are uncomfortably damp already. But I’m scared about my first time, especially now that I can see Mick’s intimidating size. It will be fine, though. As soon as my father leaves the room and goes back to entertaining his guests, it’ll just be Mick and me He’ll make it okay.
“Hailey will face the consequences of her behavior tonight. She’ll learn that if she disobeys and leaves her room, she becomes fair game.” My father urges me down onto my knees, putting me eye level with Mick’s distended fly. “You’re this man’s whore for the next hour, daughter. He’ll use you however he chooses.” He flicks a humorous look at Mick. “You’re a large man, Mr. Paldino. All I ask is you try not to crush her. She does have some value.”
There’s silence in the room, except for my father’s footsteps.
“Is this agreeable to you, Mr. Paldino?”
There’s a tick, tick, tick in Mick’s jaw. “Yes,” he says in a hoarse voice.
My father claps his hands together. “Well. What are you waiting for, neighbor? Make your first use of her mouth.” He circles behind Mick, malice and anticipation in his expression “You can’t stop staring at it. Looks soft and innocent, da? Her mother’s was much the same.”
A line forms between Mick’s brows. “I prefer not to have an audience.”
Dark laughter echoes in my room. “That wasn’t part of the agreement, Mr. Paldino. I intend to make sure the lesson is taught to my satisfaction.” My father retreats into the shadows by my door and a second later, I hear the sound of him lighting a cigarette. No. No, he can’t really mean to watch. My fears are realized when he claps his hands twice. “Begin.”
CHAPTER FOUR
Mick
I saw a porno like this once.
This shit is par for the course. In porno.
Not in real life.
Apparently, my dick is not interested in making that distinction. I’m hard as a rock for my little Hailey, and I want her under me now, wet between the legs and whining in my ear. Any way I can have her, I want her. Even so, I wish like hell I could stop this situation from happening. I would resist my hunger for Hailey if I didn’t think refusing to fuck her would cause more problems. Major ones.
For one, I don’t know how long it will take for me to get access to her again. Could be days. Weeks. And I can’t walk out of this room without communicating to her that she’s not going to be held prisoner by this motherfucker much longer. We need to arrange a time to meet, so I can get her into protective custody. Because if push comes to shove and we raid this house, I’ll be goddamned before she comes anywhere near the flying bullets.
Two, I’ve walked into the house with the understanding that I’m a man who has no qualms paying for sex and has no respect for women. That’s my cover and the ship has sailed. My cock is thick and mean for this man’s daughter, and if I manage to walk without taking what he’s offering, I might as well flash my badge. Stepanov is a smart man and he’s already suspicious over my hesitation. I show any more and I put both Hailey and myself in harm’s way. I only care about Hailey’s safety, but if something happens to me, she could be shut up in this room forever. Or caught in the crossfire when the case breaks.
Yeah, that’s not going to happen.
I reach for my zipper, the metal tab digging into my fingers. And I can’t lower it. Jesus, what is this going to do to Hailey? Losing her virginity in front of her father. What if the memory is so painful to her, she can never look at me again without thinking about it? That would kill me. I’d go berserk knowing I’d caused her to hurt.
This isn’t going to be Mick from the night outside the bar. I can’t be caring and patient. Can’t kiss her and tell her I’m fucking crazy about her…and still maintain my cover. No. With her father watching, I have to behave like the man I’ve portrayed. Not to mention, the kind of man he’d allow into this inner sanctum. I have to be unscrupulous if I want to nail this son of a bitch. And I’ve never wanted to put him behind bars more than I do now, knowing he’s been keeping Hailey imprisoned so long. This fucker is going to fry if it takes me until my dying breath. He will suffer for hurting my girl.