Finally (Neighbor from Hell #12) - R.L. Mathewson Page 0,14

first real break that he’d taken all day.

He loved his children, fucking adored them, but some days he thought that he was going to lose his fucking mind. From the moment he woke up until he was too fucking tired to do anything more than pass out, he was either working or spending time with his children. He looked forward to this time when his children were asleep and he could finally relax and get his mind off everything that was waiting for him tomorrow.

It was also the time when he found himself unable to stop thinking about the small woman that he’d told himself was off limits. Every night for the past five years without fail, Devin thought about her. He thought about how beautiful she was, her smile, the way that she worried her bottom lip when she was focused on something, the way her Bradford Creations’ shirt clung to her curves and found himself wondering what it would be like to touch her.

God, what he wouldn’t give to be able to touch her, Devin thought, licking his lips only to groan as he reached between his legs and wrapped his hand around his hardening cock. By the time his hand slid over the tip, his cock was hard and his thoughts had turned to all those things that he wanted to do to Charlie.

He wanted to fuck her.

He wasn’t even sure when he started to think about her like this, but he knew that she was the only one that he wanted. He’d tried to imagine touching another woman, thought about the last time that he’d been with Heather, but his thoughts always turned to Charlie. He thought about how it would feel to run his hands over her, imagined what it would feel like to cup her breasts in his hands, how it would feel to touch her pussy, if she’d be wet, how she would moan when he fingered her, licked her, and how it would feel when he slid his cock inside her.

He wondered if she’d moan, lick her lips, or whimper as he slid his cock inside her until his balls touched her ass only to beg him to fuck her harder. He wondered how hard she liked to be fucked, if she’d moan his name in his ear as he fucked her, and if she would like it when he-

“Charlie!” he found himself groaning as his cock jerked in his hand as the thoughts of losing himself inside Charlie had his balls pulling up tight. A moment later, an orgasm tore another groan from him as he watched his hand work over his cock as he found himself groaning her name one last time.

“Charlie…”

Chapter 6

“I peed the bed,” came the announcement that had Charlie frowning as she looked over her shoulder to find Dustin standing near the doorway, hugging a blanket against his chest and shifting nervously.

“Are you okay?” Charlie asked as she tossed her notebook on her desk and pushed her chair back.

Worrying his bottom lip between his teeth, Dustin mumbled, “Daddy won’t wake up.”

“What do you mean Daddy won’t wake up?” Charlie asked, unable to help but frown as she got to her feet and walked over to make sure that Dustin was okay, noting that his tighty-whities looked wet.

“He won’t stop snoring,” Dustin said with a shrug, making her lips twitch as she leaned down and playfully ran her fingers through his hair with a, “Well, I guess it’s up to us to clean, huh?”

“I need a bath,” he said, nodding solemnly.

Matching his nod, Charlie said, “I think we can handle that.”

“And a snack,” he quickly added, making her smile as she reached down and took his small hand in hers.

“What did you have in mind?” she asked as they left her office and headed back to the house.

“Something yummy,” Dustin said, making her chuckle as they made their way through the surprisingly clean living room that looked nothing like the living room that she’d navigated through the first time she came here. Everything was back in its place, toys in bins, and books were neatly lining the bookshelves.

“Something yummy, hmmm. What sounds yummy at three in the morning?” she asked as they made their way upstairs.

“Pancakes,” Dustin said, making her lips twitch.

“I was thinking of something along the lines of half a peanut butter and jelly sandwich with some grapes,” Charlie said as they headed down the hallway.

“What about the pancakes?” he asked as they came to the