Man of the House(75)
Still, I couldn’t resist her. I even got one of the childcare ladies to help Kaley out with the brat just so I could steal her away and get one more taste of that perfect pussy.
The next morning, I got up early and walked down the hall. I knocked on her door and waited.
She answered a minute later and looked surprised to see me there. She was wearing this tight white T-shirt that was practically see-through and short cotton shorts that barely covered her ass. She looked fucking incredible.
“Morning, princess,” I said.
“What do you want?” she asked.
“I want to talk to you.”
She glared at me but stepped aside to let me in.
“How’s the kid?” I asked.
“In his crib in the room,” she said. “I finally got him to sleep.”
I raised an eyebrow. “You been up all night?”
She shrugged. “Newborns don’t sleep.”
I laughed. “Shit. Being a parent must suck.”
“I don’t know,” she said. “Ask yourself. You’re a father now.”
“Yeah, so you say.” I walked over and sat down in one of her chairs. “Come, sit.”
She stood next to a chair, arms crossed. “I don’t take orders well.”
I grinned at her. “That’s fine with me. I think I can get you taking orders soon enough, though.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
I shrugged. “Just remembering our night together. You seemed to like it when I told you what to do.”
She blushed. “Don’t bring that up.”
“Why not? You sure as hell liked me back then. You liked my thick cock between your legs. You liked getting fucked by me.”
“That was a long time ago.”
“Not that long. You still think about it, I bet. Probably soaked right now just thinking about how I worked that perfect fucking pussy of yours.”
“Is that all you came here for, to talk about that night?”
I shook my head. “No. But that little outfit you’re wearing has my cock hard, so I can’t think of much else.”
“Well why don’t you go deal with that yourself and come back later.”
“How about you come over here and let me deal with it now.”
She crossed her arms, annoyed. “What do you want, Vincent?”
I sighed. “Fine. Down to business.” I put my hands behind my head, leaning back in my chair. “I want to know how you can be of use to this family.”
She stared at me for a second. “What do you mean?”
“Listen, princess,” I said. “It doesn’t matter if that brat is my kid or not. Truth is, we need something from you if you plan on hanging around here under our protection.”
“I don’t have anything to give you,” she said.
“Maybe you don’t think so, but you’re Anatoli’s daughter. You know things, as much as you pretend like you don’t.”
“I’m not going to betray my family.”
I grinned at her. “Think of it as helping your new family. I am your daddy, now aren’t I?”
She made a face. “You’re Alex’s father. And don’t be gross.”
“Not being gross, princess. Just stating a fact.” I leaned forward, elbows on my knees, grinning at her. “Now, what can you do for me?”
“Asshole. Protecting your son isn’t enough?”
“I’m not sure he’s my son,” I said. “And I have to answer to other people.”
“I don’t know what you want from me.”
“Names. Addresses. Dates. Shit like that. You give us something, we’ll help you out.”
I could see the anger rising on her face. That had finally pissed her off, pushed her over the edge.
“Fuck you, dick,” she snapped. “I’m not betraying my family.”
I sat back and shrugged. “Okay. Suit yourself.” I stood up.
“That’s it? You’re just going to kick me out?”
“No, not yet.” I moved closer to her, and she took a half step back. I could see the excitement on her face mingled in with the anger.
“I want to keep you nice and close,” I said. “Very, very nice.” I stopped, inches away from her, and reached around to grab her ass nice and hard.
She shoved me away and I laughed. My cock was so fucking hard.
“Don’t touch me,” she said.
“Don’t pretend like you’re not soaking wet right now,” I said, laughing. “You want to feel the way you felt that night again, don’t you? When was the last time you had some good cock between your legs?”
“It’s none of your business,” she said, blushing.