Teaching Aleck (The Last Hangman MC #2)(41)

I hear some noise upstairs and it might be a really bad idea, as she might be with the asshat, but I need to make sure she’s safe.

I walk as quietly as I can upstairs and freeze when I hear my name being moaned.

Is she calling her boyfriend with my name? That’s f*cked up, but weirdly it pleases me. I don’t hear a reaction from him.

Fuck me she’s pleasuring herself!

Call me sick and twisted, but I stay right outside of the door and listen to her pleasuring herself.

How I wish I could join her, but that’d scare her and creep her away. Instead, I stay where I am, getting harder with each soft, sexy sound she makes.

The things I would do to her.

I have to re-adjust myself in my pants. It’s getting quite painful. I haven’t had sex in a while, well since she’s been back. She haunts every single one of my dreams, I can’t have another woman, I can’t even try. I need to have her, to make her my own.

I nearly lose it when she moans my name loudly, making herself come.

I can’t wait to make her scream my name.

I quietly leave her house and wait for Bennett by his bike.

A few minutes later, he comes over with a container filled with cookies.

“These are for you apparently.” He pouts like a kid.

“I knew I was her favorite.” I chuckle and give him one.

“Did you get to talk to Char?” he asks around a mouthful.

“No, she was asleep. Didn’t want to scare her.”

“Ah, yeah that wouldn’t be good.”

“You staying until Ant gets back home?” He nods. “Okay good, I have somewhere to be. Keep her safe.”

“I will, don’t worry.” I give him a single nod before heading back to my truck and home to my daughter.

******

I spent the night thinking about Charline and dreaming about her pouty lips wrapped around my cock.

She’s trying to kill me, even in my dreams.

I had to jerk off twice to take off the edge, but it didn’t help. It only made things worse and I’m going to have to see her again when I drop Ally off at school, cue the blue balls and the raging boner I’m sporting since last night.

I want her more than ever in my life.

“Are you okay, Pumpkin?” I look at Ally pushing her cereal around.

“I don’t like these.” She pouts. She’s the cutest thing ever.

“Are you sure? Or is it because Daddy’s having toast and you want one with peanut butter?” I raise my eyebrow at her playfully and she giggles nodding fast. “Alright, peanut butter toast it is.” I make her two pieces of crustless toast and spread on some peanut butter before setting her plate in front of her. “Better?”

“Yes, Daddy, thank you.” She grins around a mouthful of toast.

“You’re welcome, Pumpkin.” I kiss her head and pour myself another coffee and her an orange juice. “Do you like Charline?”

“Yes, she’s super nice.”

“She really is.” I smile.

“You like Miss Charline!” She shouts and I can’t help but laugh.

“Yes, I really do like her, Princess.”

“She’s beautiful.” She beams.

“You’re beautiful.” I wink at her and ruffle her hair.

“Daddy!!!!!” She frowns at me and tries to fix her hair. Adorable.

“Not even sorry.” I grin and finish my toast.

“How do you know Miss Charline?” she asks before taking another bite of her toast.

“I met her seven years ago. She met Uncle Anthony’s girlfriend in high school and they have been friends since and so have we.”

“She likes you too.” She grins innocently.

“Now, now, what do you know that I don’t?” I chuckle.

“Nothing.” She shrugs.

“Sure…” I grin and tickle her.

“Daddy!!!!!” She squeaks and kicks her arms, managing a pretty good kick in my already swollen lip. “Sorry, Daddy!” She looks down, feeling bad.

“Hey, it’s okay, Pumpkin. I’m okay.” I smile at her and take her on my lap to fix her hair before we end up being late for school…again. “Finish your toast or we’re going to be late again.” I kiss her head and fix her little braid. I’m grateful Rose showed me how to do it, I hated the thought of not being able to tie my own daughter’s hair. It’s better than my first attempts, still a bit wonky, but it’ll do.

I help her with her coat and grab her small bag before locking the house and strapping her into her car seat.

I put another kid’s CD on for her to sing along to. Is it too early to introduce her to rock music? I love Ally, but I’m ready to throw out these kids cd’s out the window! They are driving me insane!

A couple of minutes later, I park in the parking lot and help Ally out. We make our way to the front of the school and some parents turn to look at us. She’s oblivious to their stares, I’m not and it’s pissing me off. Again not for my own sake, for hers.

“This shouldn’t be allowed. He’s an outlaw. What are the likes of him doing in such a nice school? He should be kicked out of here. I’m scared for my little Toby,” a mom exclaims a little too loudly.

“I know, I heard a rumor that they killed someone the other day but aren’t arrested because they have some kind of deal with the cops,” another mom chimes in.