My balls drew up into my body, the backs of my thighs and arse tightening. Pleasure built and built, and then came the explosion, and a hot stream of cum shot from my slit and rained down over her. She couldn’t even lift her arms to protect herself, and the milky fluid spattered over her hair and face. She let out a gasp and twisted her head away, but it wasn’t enough. I took great satisfaction from seeing my cum dripping from her eyelashes.
I tucked myself away and then took out my phone. Remembering my whole reason for having her, I snapped a couple of pictures of her like this. I’d take great pleasure in sending them to Rasmus. I bet seeing his daughter half naked and covered in my cum would make him want to tear his own heart out.
“Don’t try anything like that again.”
Was I disappointed not to fuck her? Maybe I was. That had never been a part of my plan, but a tiny part of me had wanted nothing more than to push her legs high over her head and destroy that pretty tight cunt with my cock.
Her tears joined my semen, sliding down her cheeks. I realised it was the first time I’d seen her cry, even though I’d put her through hell. If she thought I was going to soften because she was crying, she could think again.
My phone rang, and I turned away from her, leaving her sitting on the floor. I answered the call. “Tam? How’s it going?”
“I’ve got a courier bringing the passport. It’ll be with you by tomorrow evening.”
“Good. Thank you for doing that. What name did you give her?”
“Alexis Allen.”
Allen was the same surname as on my fake passport. “You gave us the same name?”
“Yes, I thought you’d want to pass her off as your wife, or even sister. I included something else in the package, too.”
“What?”
“Signed paperwork from a doctor’s surgery explaining how she suffers from psychological issues and is heavily medicated. I’m not sure if you’ll need to use it, but I thought it might come in handy if you’re forced to subdue her in some way.”
It occurred to me that I was going to need to get her different clothes if I was going to get her out of the country. I could hardly get her into London barefooted and in skimpy pyjamas. I needed to book our return flight, too. The sooner I got her out of Estonia, the safer I would be. I didn’t much like these wide-open spaces and all the greenery. I preferred a life where I could get whatever I wanted whenever I wanted it. I liked to get lost in the bustle of the city, being able to walk side by side with the general public and the vast majority having no idea who I was. The only people who noticed me were the ones I wanted to notice me. I enjoyed the anonymity. I could walk through the middle of London half carrying Kaja, and people would only look at me and assume she was drunk. Here, it was as though I had flashing lights above my head reading ‘stranger danger’. Of course, the lights would have been right.
“Thanks. That’s good thinking. Does this mean you support my actions now?”
“I support you, Leo, after everything you’ve lost this year, but I can’t condone what you’ve done. More people will die because of it, and you can’t promise that won’t be our family.”
“I couldn’t let him get away with it, Tam. Not when he killed Jodie.”
“Are you planning to kill the girl?”
“I’m not sure I have much choice.”
“Then why bother bringing her all the way back here? Just do it there.”
The thought of killing her put a bad taste in my mouth. Was it just because she was a girl? I had killed before and barely lost a night’s sleep over it. Or was it justthisgirl I had a problem with?
“I want Rasmus to rip his own heart out because of what I’m doing to his daughter. And when he comes for her, which he will, I’ll kill him, too.”
Tam paused for a moment and then said, “Don’t forget the import we’ve got coming in either. You need to be in London for it.”
“I will be.”