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“Don’t, Allison. I’ll sign whatever papers you need me to. I’ll never hurt her again.” I take one last look at my little girl who is cuddled against Allison and gripping her shirt for comfort before I turn and walk away.
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THREE WEEKS…
I’ve just been existing, I haven’t felt anything aside from misery and guilt over what I nearly did to my own daughter. One selfish decision nearly cost me the life of my kid. Allison is right! She is so much better off without me, all I do is ruin everything I touch!
“King?” I come out from the library where I have been holed up working out plans to take down another family.
“What?” I snap. Bishop glares at me and I guess I should be grateful he’s on my side, the twins come back every weekend with Kiara but they go straight to Allison’s and stay there. It pisses me right off, but what did I expect? I pretty much told her to fuck Knight and the thought of them together has my blood boiling!
“You have a visitor. I’m meeting Kiara for dinner so I won’t be home tonight.” I nod but don’t say anything as he heads for the garage. I go to the foyer and screech to a halt when I see Allison standing there looking nervous. I rush forward and grip her arms as panic rises inside me.
“What happened? Is she okay?” She smiles timidly and nods. A whoosh of air escapes me and I nod, taking a step back. I run a hand through my hair as I skim my gaze over her, she looks fucking good in a pair of cut offs that show off her legs and a red crop top that hasDOPEwritten across her big tits. I’ll admit, I’ve rubbed more than a dozen out with a picture of her in my mind as I come against my shower wall. Just the thought of her has my cock growing hard. I shake my head to clear my thoughts. “Why are you here, Ally?” Her eyes widen.
“You called meAlly?” I furrow my brow in confusion.
“Yeah?” She shrugs her shoulders.
“You’ve never called me that before.” I blow out a frustrated breath.
“Do you need more money or something?” Her eyes blaze with anger.
“No, asshole. I came here to try and talk to you but… forget it.” She turns to leave but I snap out and grip her arm hauling back toward me. She steadies herself by placing her hand against my chest, cranes her neck back and flutters her lashes up at me. “King?” she whispers my name like it’s a prayer.
“Where’s Mela?”
“At home with the twins.”
“Why are you here, Allison?” I whisper as I tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. She shivers at my touch and it stirs something inside me to know I can pull that type of reaction from her.
“I-I wanted to see you.” I run my fingers through her short hair and grip the back of her neck causing her to gasp. “King, what are you doing?” I can hear the tinge of fear in her voice and I relish in it.
“No one’s here, baby. No one is going to come and save you from me.” I expect her to scream or fight but she… relaxes.
“What if I don’t want to fight?”
“Huh?”
“What if… I’m here to not fight and just because… I kind of… miss you.” The feelings I have fought to keep buried for her crash to the surface. I decide to allow myself a moment. She isn’t her sister and for some fucked up reason I feel like I can trust her to not go behind my back and fuck one of my brothers to try and get a ring. She hasn’t asked me for anything since I sent her away. Rook told me the extra money I put in her account, she has placed in a savings account for Mela. Allison isn’t here because of what I can give her, she’s here because she just wants… me. She reaches up and wraps her arms around my neck and searches my gaze for a moment before I slowly lower my face to hers, giving her every chance to pull out because if I start this I won’t stop.
“Last chance, Ally, stop me now or I’m going to fuck you.” Her quiet gasp has my cock hard and ready to ram inside her cunt.
“Do it.” I close the space and kiss her. She opens for me and I explore her mouth with my tongue as I run my hands down her sides, I cup her ass and grip it as I lift her. She doesn’t break the kiss as I walk us to the closest wall and slam her against it. She moans into my mouth. I pull back and grip her flimsy crop top and tear it from her body. Revealing her tits spilling from the tops of her bra. I reach up and yank one down, her pink nipple is hard and begging me to taste it. I suck it into my mouth and hum my approval when she cries out name. I bite down on it and she screams out, “King.” I release her nipple with a pop and hold her gaze as I yank the cup down on the other side and keep my gaze on hers as I suck it into my mouth. I watch as her eyes glaze over in pleasure. “Oh my God.”
I move us to the living room, lower her down slowly, then stare down at her. A perfect red blush coats her exposed skin. I reach out and hold her gaze as I undo her pants and slowly pull them and her panties down, groaning at the sight of her bare pussy. I pull my shirt off and chuck it to the side, then push my sweats down and her eyes go wide at the sight of my cock.
“Don’t look so scared, baby.” She gulps and nods. “Open your legs.” She does as I say and the sight of her wet cunt has me groaning. I move to the table in front of her and sit, she sits up and faces me. “Put your feet on the couch and spread your legs wide.” She doesn’t argue, she does as I ask and I groan as I grip my cock in my hand and stroke it, the sight of her pink pussy has me wanting to blow already. “Touch yourself.”
“What?” I smirk at her.
“Don’t be shy, baby. Show me how you like it and if you’re a good girl I might even eat your cunt before I make you ride my cock.” She darts her tongue out to moisten her lips as she slowly reaches down and runs her finger through her folds. A moan escapes her when she circles her clit. "Finger fuck your pussy." She bites her lip as she shakes her head. “Do it!” I order, her eyes blaze with defiance.
“I don’t know how!” she shrieks. I stare at her in confusion.
“What do you mean?” She looks away from me but I’m not having it. I lurch forward and nestle myself between her open legs. That has her gaze snapping back to mine. “Explain.”
“Christine got pregnant when I was seventeen and Mela was born when I was eighteen so I haven’t… there is just not a lot of time… I mean…” My mouth drops open as realization dawns on me.
