Teaching Aleck (The Last Hangman MC #2)(74)
I park in the driveway after dropping off Ally at school. She’s not too happy with my replacement, but soon I’ll be able to get back to work and I can’t wait. As nice as it spending this much time with Aleck, I miss teaching. I grab my bag, get out of the car, lock it and go to the front door. I walk in trying not to make too much noise, it’s still early and I don’t want to wake Aleck up. He’s improved so much recently and can finally move around the house by himself again. He’s been trying to help out, but I’m not really giving him any opportunity to do so, I don’t want him to hurt himself and I’m used to things being done my way, not that there is anything wrong with his way, mine just makes more sense.
I pull out my phone as I put my bag in the hall closet and go to the kitchen. I turn on my favorite playlist and start making dinner. It’s a little early, but I’m making Ally and Aleck one of their favorite chicken stew and the longer it cooks the better. It’s my grandmother’s recipe and they’ve been bugging me for days now to make it, it’s not like I can resist their pleas! I smile to myself and dance around preparing all the ingredients. Just when I’m done putting everything in the crockpot, I feel like someone watching me. I turn around and scream before seeing Aleck openly checking my ass out as I was dancing to the music.
“You f*cking asshat! You scared the shit out of me!” I throw a dishtowel at him and he catches it before it hits him.
“So because YOU were the one shaking your ass and giving me a very nice show, I’M the one to blame?” He raises his eyebrow.
“Yes! You could have looked away or not spied on me or announced your presence.” I glare at him.
“Not going to happen, ever…I can’t resist your ass, it’s a nice ass.” He smirks and stalks towards me cornering me. “Hi,” he whispers against my lips.
“Hi,” I whisper back wrapping my arms around his neck. He smirks and gently caresses my sides, travelling down to my ass and lifts me up on the counter. “You shouldn’t lift weight.”
“I’m alright, don’t worry.” He smirks and spreads my legs, standing between them and caressing up thighs, making sure he brushes his fingers over my *. I can’t help the moan that escapes my lips. “Someone is horny again.”
“What are you doing?” I say on a breath.
“I’m going to do something I haven’t done in months and missed doing so much.” He places his hands under my ass and lifts me up again, carrying me to our room and lays me in the center of the bed.
“Really, you shouldn’t carry any weight.” I try to protest as he starts to strip me of my clothes.
“You don’t weight much, Gorgeous.” He smirks biting into my side as he lowers my yoga pants.
“Hey! No biting.” I yelp glaring at him and try to kick him away with my foot, but he catches it.
“No kicking either.” He walks to the dresser and gets a couple of things. My jaw drops when I see what he’s bringing over: a blindfold and a belt. I lick my lips and bite my lower one. “Someone missed being kinky.” He smirks and strips before joining me in bed.
“Yes.” I lay in the center of the bed, I’m beyond the point of being just horny. I want him so badly!
“That’s my good girl.” He leans over me and attaches my hands to the headboard, caressing down my arms with his fingertips, I shiver, goose bumps appearing on my skin. He gently places the blindfold over my eyes, kissing me softly yet passionately, but he cuts the kiss short, way too soon to my liking. I feel him shift on the bed and grab something from the bedside table. I have no idea what it is, but this is so exciting and turning me on even more. “Do you trust me?”
“Yes.” I breathe squeezing my thighs.
“Good.” I can hear the humor in his voice and wonder what the hell I just got myself into. He spreads my legs and sits between them. The f*cker!
“Come on, Aleck, this is torture.”
“Be patient, gorgeous.” He chuckles. I yelp and moan when he captures my left nipple in his mouth and gently nibbles and sucks on it. I arch my back, feeling myself growing wetter by the second. He stops his sweet torture of my left nipple and starts the same process on my right one, making me become a writhing mess under him. “This might be a bit uncomfortable, if you don’t like it, tell me and I’ll stop okay?”
“Uh…what are you up to Aleck?” I ask a tad bit nervous.
“Do you trust me?”
“Yes of course. Just don’t get anywhere near my ass or I’ll drop kick yours!”
He chuckles. “I promise, no ass play…for now…”
“Or ever!”
“We’ll see, just relax, Love.” He leans over and kisses me softly, biting my bottom lip and pulling on it. I moan in pleasure. He caresses my boobs making an infinity sign and then I feel a cold and sharp pain on my left nipple. I wince and bite my lip. It hurts for a few seconds, the pressure is weirdly pleasurable. He gently tugs on what I’m guessing is a chain attaching the two, making me moan loudly. “I take it you enjoy this?”
“Very much.”
“Good.” He kisses my right nipple and places the other clamp. The same sharp pain bothers me for a few seconds, but the pleasurable pressure replaces it quickly. He tugs on the chain, making me buck my hips, desperate some kind of contact.