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Seven is the number, and then her eyes pop open in groggy confusion. “Loga-a-an… my… my pussy…hurts…”
“That’s right, crybaby,” I murmur, kissing her folds. “It’s feeling pretty raw, huh? Want to cry for me?”
Guess I don’t really have it in me to be gentle, after all.
“I’m so tired…” She yawns. “Can’t you let me sleep?”
“Sure, baby.” I pull away from her pussy and kiss her lips. She scrunches up her nose when she tastes herself. “I’ll let you sleep.” I unzip my fly, pumping my cock in my hand.
“Logan, what… what are you…”
I angle my dick against her folds, and she squirms at the touch on her overstimulated pussy.
“I thought you were going to let me sleep,” she pouts.
“Uh huh. You can sleep with my cock inside you, can’t you?”
“Logan! I’m tired.”
“Does that mean youdon’twant to sleep with my cock inside you?” I tease.
“We-e-ell…”
I kiss the top of her ear before toying with the lobe. “You know what to say, Lia. Is it red?”
She nestles her face against my chest, and I can practicallyfeel the heat rising from it as she shakes her head.
“That’s my good girl,” I praise. “I’m going to make you feel so good. Close your eyes, go to sleep.”
“I don’t want to feel good,” she whispers against me. “I just want…”
“Hmm?”
“I want you to use me. I want to go to sleep knowing you’ll… you’ll use me. Like I’m…” She swallows hard. “Like I have no choice. Like ithadto happen, because I couldn’t say no.”
I pause, frowning, and try to get a look at her, but she buries her face harder in my chest. So I slip a finger under her chin and tilt her head back. “Where’s this coming from, Lia?”
“Nowhere.” She tries to escape my grasp, but I hold her firmly. “It’s nothing, Logan. Just, please… never mind.”
A nagging part of me feels like I should be connecting the dots. An ugly pinprick of suspicion rises up in me, but… but she denied it. I never asked her if he’d hurt her like that. Why would she have gone out of her way to deny it if hehadabused her?
The truth is, even before then, I’d wondered. It started the moment I saw her reaction to the way I fingered her. There had been no doubt that shehadwanted it, and yet when it happened… her body had shut down.
But I know her dad is religious. Most guys in the mafia are. You can swear, you can beat and torture people, you can even kill them; you’re fine. But if you don’t go to church, or if your little princess gets sullied, well… beware. I can only imagine how that kind of upbringing must have fucked with her head.
It’s a lot easier to blame her dad than to wonder if Carmelo violated her. Because if he did, well, I’d have to kill him.
That would be a suicide mission. That would get us all killed. Not just me, but Damien, Everest, Vale and Igor. And her.
It would get her killed too.
I’m not going to let that happen. Not on a vague suspicion.
So, repressing a sigh, I kiss her again, and then let go of her chin. She quickly scurries back into my arms.
“Go to sleep, baby. I’m going to use you. And you won’t be able to do a thing to stop it.”
