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I cut the call and blocked the number.

“Good for you,” Chance muttered.

“Yeah…” I leaned into King’s quiet strength.

As usual, he was there, solid and dependable. Rascal held my gaze and nodded. I’d made myself clear. He had this one chance; if he blew it, Rascal was out of my life for good. The warning was clear: if I could cut my parents and siblings off, I could cut him off too. Now it was just a question of whether he listened.

Chapter Fourteen.

Rascal

I’d received Hallie’s message loud and clear. She was giving me a second chance; if I blew this, I was out. I can’t say I was shocked by her attitude; she’d been badly hurt, and I was so damn grateful Hallie was taking a risk on me. Some might wonder why she could forgive me but not her family. Pretty easily, they were her parents and siblings. Hallie had every right to expect them to believe and support her, and they didn’t. Sadly, their reputation had meant more than her. They’d also given several interviews denouncing Hallie while I’d kept my mouth shut.

Hallie’s folks weren’t rich, but they were comfortable. Still, they had standards, and a jailbird daughter wasn’t a great image. I wasn’t shocked that they’d not visited. Hallie had come second to her brothers. The family was scrambling, but Hallie wouldn’t back down. The old version might have; present Hallie—not a chance in hell!

“Rascal, I need to fetch something from the house King rented. I can’t find my charger,” Hallie said.

“Borrow one of ours.”

“No. I want mine.”

“Hallie, you’re not going out!” I retorted.

“Shit!” Bear mumbled and began walking away. “That never ends well!”

“You might be fucking me, but you don’t rule me!” Hallie snapped.

“Yup,” Shee agreed, sending me an ‘are you totally stupid look.’ “I know exactly how this is gonna end. Nice knowing you, prospect.”

“Fuckin’ wimps,” I muttered and turned to face Hallie and swallowed hard. Okay, maybe they were onto something.

“The rental, now!” Hallie smiled. A wicked glint replaced the fury in her eyes. “While we’re there, you can fuck me against the wall.”

Hallie moaned as I sucked on her neck. I had her pinned to the wall and her pants down around her ankles. She was kicking them free as she shoved against my pelvis.

“If you don’t get inside me,” she threatened and bit my lip. A little pain turned us both on. I nipped her throat, and the moan Hallie released shot through me. I yanked my cock out as Hallie hooked a leg up. Shit, I could smell her arousal, and my cock was screaming to bury itself in her.

Gripping her thigh, I lowered my head to smother her breasts in tiny bites. Taking a nipple in my mouth, I sucked until Hallie gasped in pain and then raked my teeth over it. Hallie arched her back, pushing her pussy against my cock, and I grabbed her ass to lift her. Moments later, her hands helped feed me into her, and I inhaled sharply.

“Fuck me,” Hallie ordered and bit my neck. She clung tightly as I jack-knifed into her wet heat. I liked this. Hallie couldn’t move and had to take what I gave her. She cried out as I shoved deeper, and her nails dug into my shoulders. Oh Christ, I was losing control. I lowered us to the ground, bracing myself, and then let rip.

Hallie’s legs clung around my waist as she tilted upwards, and my balls tightened. Tingles raced down my spine and into my balls as Hallie’s cries and moans set me on fire.

“Harder. Deeper. Make it hurt,” Hallie cried, and frantically I fucked like a demented man. We both came together as Hallie sobbed her orgasm and I yelled my release. Hallie was soaked, and even though I was still spilling, my cock wasn’t softening. Greedily, I needed more.

“Roll over,” I ordered. Hallie seemed dazed, and I pulled out. I turned her onto her knees and spanked her butt cheeks. My handprints looked fuckin’ amazing there. I slapped Hallie several more times as I spread our juices around her ass. That was mine—I was taking it.

Hallie stiffened a little as the tip of my cock rubbed against her.

“Shhh, baby, trust me,” I whispered as I inserted a finger and then two, stretching the tight little hole before pulling them out. Slowly, I began feeding myself into her ass, a little at a time. “That’s it, babe, good girl,” I murmured, letting her feel the burn of me taking her.

Hallie mewed and squirmed, but I kept on moving. Finally, I was seated, and I held myself steady with an iron grip control. I wanted to pound Hallie, watch that ass jiggle as she took me, but Hallie needed time to adjust. Hallie moved forward and pushed back, and I groaned. I’d allow this for now. I held her hips loosely as Hallie carefully checked it out, and then I pushed deep.

Hallie’s cry tightened my balls again.

That wasn’t pain, but desire. My woman liked this.

I started gently at first, moving, not wanting to seriously hurt her, and I kept spreading her juices. Hallie was soaking, and finally I eased my control.