Stepanov can’t know that.
Hailey’s breath stutters, her back arching. Her thighs tremble around my hips. I see she’s about to come and I slap a hand over her mouth to trap her moan. “Stop your complaining, brat. I’m only interested in hearing one thing out of you. What is it?”
I don’t take my hand away just yet because she’s still in the throes of her orgasm, her eyes blind with pleasure. Pride wars with regret inside me. I made her come in the worst of conditions, but I can’t soothe her down. Can’t let the beauty of it wash over me. Finally, the worst of her shakes subside and I uncover her mouth, gripping her chin hard. “What do I want to hear?”
“Th-thank you, Mister Paldino.”
“Tell me I have a big cock.” I loom over her, using my body to press her knees to her shoulders, my hips moving in savage, slapping pounds. “Tell me it hurts your little pussy.”
“It’s big.” She pushes against my chest. “It hurts!”
This time, I know she’s not acting. I’ve reached the level of brutal that’s too much for a virgin to enjoy, but I can’t ease up. We’re being watched and I have to finish. My flesh is weak. I can no more prevent myself from spilling in this tight girl than I can change the tide. Pressure pushes behind my eyes, inside the smacking flesh of my balls. A roar builds up in my throat and I let it loose, bearing down on Hailey’s pussy with one final ram of my hips. Holding, holding, grinding, stretching her and filling her to the top with hot come. It overflows and travels in rivulets down her inner thighs, my stomach, dripping onto the bedclothes. I think I’m done, but my body begins thrusting again, desperate to expel every drop. I grip her little ass and yank her up toward me, impaling her again and again on my erupting cock while she cries out.
Across the room, a cell phone rings and although I’m depleted, there’s still space for resentment. Malice. How dare her first time be marred by this monster? All I can do now is fall on top of Hailey, though, and try to regain my sanity. To hope she forgives me for what I’ve done. For being so rough with her untouched body.
There’s another low curse in Russian and Stepanov stands in the shadows, yanking open the door. “You have two minutes to be back downstairs, neighbor.”
And then the door slams behind him.
Adrenaline floods my bloodstream. I want to go after the man and kill him. There’s no time for that yet, though. We’ve only got two minutes together.
“Are you hurt?” I rasp, taking her face in my hands. “Ah, Jesus, Goldie. Please tell me you’re okay.”
Her lower lip trembles, but she firms it up and nods. “I know we had no choice. I even…liked m-most of it.”
“I’m sorry.” I slide down her body, pressing my face to her belly, laying kisses over every inch of it. “I’m so sorry, baby. Forgive me.”
“There’s nothing to forgive.” She lures me back up to her mouth for a long kiss. One I want to sink inside of and live forever.
“We don’t have much time, Hailey, so listen to me.” With a shit ton of regret, I roll off the bed and start to get dressed. “When is the next time he’ll leave the house?”
“Except for quick errands? Probably not until next week. He has a meeting with…” I raise an eyebrow when she trails off. “Sorry, I just remembered I’m talking to a fed.”
My pulse clangs in my temples. “Is that going to be a problem for you?”
“I don’t know. I’m scared. He’ll kill me, Mick.” She walks to the edge of the bed on her knees and wraps both arms around my neck. “And you. I’m scared for you.”
“Hailey.” God, I’m being torn in half. How can I spend a single minute away from this girl? She’s climbed into my soul and made herself at home. We belong together every second of the day. “We’re out of time. I’m going to leave you my cell. If there’s any more trouble tonight, call the first number on speed dial. It’ll connect to my unregistered prepaid. I’ll be here in a heartbeat, Goldie. If keeping you safe means blowing my cover, so be it. Do you hear me?”
She nods and takes the cell phone I offer, slipping it under her pillow.
“How did you get out of the room? Can you do it again?”
“Yes.” Her lips quirk at one end. “I made a second, identical key. Let’s just hope he doesn’t change the locks.”
“Smart girl.” I lean in and kiss her hard. “Tomorrow at noon, I’ll find a way to get your father out of the house. Soon as he’s out of the door, you come meet me in the canyon. You won’t be coming back here.”