Man of the House(78)

He laughed and sat down on a chair next to the pool. “No. I brought you out here because I’m trying to figure you out.”

“There’s nothing to figure out.”

“Sure there is. Why would a Russian mob girl come running to the Italians?”

“Because you’re the father of my baby,” I said, exasperated.

He leaned back and grinned at me. I couldn’t help but look at his delicious lips, his piercing eyes. He was wearing a slim button-down shirt and perfectly fitting jeans, almost like the stuff was made just for him.

“You keep saying that. And even if it is true, I still don’t get it.”

“I had nowhere else to run,” I said. “And I’m not losing my baby.”

“Ah, there it is again,” he said, smiling. “That fire. God, it makes me so fucking hard.”

“You think it’s sexy that I’d do anything for my son?”

“I think that strength is sexy. Fuck, I think you are sexy, for so many reasons.”

“What about you?” I asked him. “Why did you let me in if you don’t believe Alexei is your son?”

“I can’t leave a damsel in distress.”

“I’m not a damsel.”

He laughed. “You are and you aren’t. You’re definitely not helpless.”

“So why let me in?”

He cocked his head. “You know why.”

“No, I don’t.”

“Come on, Kaley. Don’t pretend. Say it.”

I bit my lip, taking a deep breath. “I really don’t know what you’re talking about.”

But I did. I’d known it as soon as he had looked at me yesterday, and I could see it in every single glance. The way he looked at my body, the way he grinned at me, so cocky, so confident. The way he grabbed my ass and whispered dirty things in my ear.

“Say it,” he commanded, more forcefully. I shook my head no, and he just kept staring at me. “Say it, Kaley. Say it out loud. Why do I want you to stay?”

My heart was hammering in my chest, excitement running up through my pussy. I was dripping wet just from his look, which was driving me insane. I could barely think with that intense gaze.

“You want to fuck me.”

I couldn’t believe I said it out loud.

“That’s right,” he said. “I want another taste of that pussy. I’ve been thinking about you for months, ever since that night.”

“Seems like a bad reason to risk yourself,” I said.

“Maybe.” He stood up and smiled at me. “Shall we continue our little tour?”

“No,” I said. “No. I should get back to Alex.”

“Okay. Whatever your want, princess.”

I bit my lip, staring at him. “Is that really the only reason?”

He stepped toward me. “Does that excite you?”

“No,” I lied.

“It does. It makes you dripping wet. You love that I’d risk myself just to get another taste of your perfect fucking pussy. Right now you’re imagining how my thick cock can make you feel, and you want it badly.”

“Not true,” I lied again.

“Very true. You want me to make your body sweat. You want to moan my name. Admit it, Kaley. That’s the reason you’re here, too.”

“I’m here for my son,” I said.

Though I was becoming less and less sure of that.

Of course I was there to protect Alex. But I wasn’t positive that was the only reason anymore.

“Go. Run off to your baby,” he said. “I’ll see you later.”

“Asshole,” I whispered, but I turned and walked away.

My whole body was vibrating from the encounter. The way he spoke to me, the commanding and powerful tone, the intense looks, it was all so overwhelming. I’d never met someone like him, not even close.

And it did turn me on like crazy knowing that he wanted me. It made me dripping wet and stupid for him thinking that he might have risked himself just to fuck me again.

But I had to be careful. Vince was dangerous, and so were the Italians. I was still very much an outsider, maybe even an enemy.

I hurried back inside, heading toward Alexei. I had to remember that he was the reason I was in the mansion at all. I couldn’t let myself give in to what my body wanted.

I was there for my son.

And not to fuck my son’s delicious father.





10





Vince





I slept pretty damn good that night.

I couldn’t get the girl’s looks out of my head. Kaley was fucking fiery, and I could tell she wasn’t going to just give in to me. As much as she clearly wanted to.

Which I liked. I wanted her to make me chase her a bit, make me fucking claim her. But I was going to take her, one way or the other.