O L L I E

Stefan seemed to be enjoying himself as he kept me all hot and bothered on our ride back home. As I was straddled on his lap, my kind daddy got my lips swollen as he gave me sweet, rough, and passionate kisses that almost robbed me of my sanity. I know where his possessiveness and overprotectiveness stems from and I fully understand.

Even though I tried to reassure Stef a few times that I won't be going away, it seems that words aren't enough for my loving man. He needs to touch and feel me to make sure that I'm still here, by his side. That's what I really needed.

After that grueling session with Isaac, I felt so vulnerable, broken, and exposed that I might fall into pieces. Stefan was there to make sure that I don't fall apart, and even if I do, he will make it his responsibility to pick up all of me and put it back together, like it was an easy feat.

That fact made me love my daddy a thousand times more, if it's actually possible.

The air felt so sexually charged as daddy tightened his grip on waist and bum while he rushed upstairs, leaving low rumble of pleasure and whines of how he wished he can move like flash so we can arrive at our bedroom immediately in his wake. The sexual fog that's beginning to clear in my mind just turned thicker when we finally stepped into our room, a pleased grunt made its way out of Stefan's throat.

Stef sauntered to our large bed, putting me down as his large body towered over my small form. I can't help the shivers and tingles that assaulted my body as his bright eyes turned even darker, raking a hot stare all over me, glaring at the pieces of clothing covering my body.

I can't help but giggle as he stares at my clothes with a frown. "Daddy, my clothes are not going to melt no matter how hard you stare at it," I playfully commented and Stefan's lips twitched into a smile, and sooner enough, the beautiful sound of his laughter flooded the room, making me smile even wider.

Small moments such as these are what I'm thankful for. I'm all good, just having Stef by my side. He makes me happy and contented. The world may fall apart but I wouldn't even care as long as he keeps looking at me like I hold the answers to the secrets of the universe.

I'm happy as long as he touches me like I'm the most precious and priceless gem he had ever acquired. I'm over the moon as long as his green eyes are always fixed on me, filled with so much love and adoration that makes my heart jump out of my chest, sending electric sensations to my already sensitized nerves.

"I love you so much, daddy. I'm so very happy and it's all because of you. You are so amazing." The words full of raw emotion hardly made it out of me but I know Stefan heard it.

No matter how small my voice is, he will always hear it. Because that's just how Stefan is: the most loving man in my universe.

Stefan said nothing but several emotions swirled in his eyes and I let out a yelp when he dove into the crook of my neck. My arms went into his neck and embraced him with all I had when I felt something warm trickled down my neck, making my heart melt and my eyes water.

Seriously, this man never gets tired of surprising me.

Every day I discover a new side of Stefan just as I let him into my being each waking moment. I just let him pour his emotions as he mumbled a thousand 'thank yous' while I replied with my thousand 'i love yous'. After that intense moment, we decided to take a bath and relax our tensed bodies.

Stefan deposited me gently on the rim of the tub, helping me out of my jumper. I can't help the shiver and the muffled moans threatening to make themselves be heard as Stefan's fingers traced the lobes of my ears, to the length of my neck, making me tilt sideward, urging him to do more, and he did.

Stefan pressed an open-mouthed kiss onto the crook of his neck and nibbled the sensitive flesh there. My hands grabbed at his broad shoulders for support as he attacked my sensitive zone, eliciting a soft and long moan from me.

"Daddy..." I whimpered softly, one of my hands moved to the hair above his nape and gently pulled it, making Stefan groan and squeeze my sides, adding to the pleasurable sensations waking and electrifying every cell of my being.

The way his expert hands and fingers commanded my body, the way he tasted and devour my smooth and pearly skin, and the sweet and dirty words coming off his sinful yet delicious mouth are slowly taking away my sanity.

When he finally claimed my awaiting lips, he hungrily took it and all but devour it--nipping, licking, sucking, tasting-- each movement of daddy's expert tongue sent sparks to my groin, making my cock unbelievably hard.

I can even feel my boxers getting wet, indicating how turned-on Stefan made me but he's no different.

My sexy daddy has been sporting a huge hard-on since earlier, and now it's poking my stomach as he stood me up, pressing himself into my body, hand wrapped around my waist while the other is holding my neck, gently squeezing it as he kept on kissing me, momentarily thrusting his huge member.

The thought of Stefan's huge member entering my tight hole and mercilessly pounding on my sweet spot just made me wetter, my knees wobbling at the onslaught of sensations, as I rut against his muscly thigh.

I felt him smirk as he made his kisses lighter and softer, nibbling and sucking my lower lip. He grabbed my waist and stilled it, then his lustful gaze met my dazed ones as he spoke in a knee-trembling voice. "Hmm. My beautiful boy is being so needy and responsive for daddy, huh?" Using his bedroom voice coupled with his gaze full of promises of passionate and rough lovemaking elicited a long moan from me.

With a half-lidded gaze, I slipped my hands under his shirt and wrapped my arms around his waist, and in the most seductive yet innocent tone, I whispered, "Baby needs his daddy. So, so bad," I drawled the last sentence, biting my lower lip seductively, and that made Stefan snap.

I can't help but get aroused as daddy ripped my remaining my clothes off with a low growl rumbling off his chest. He made a pleased grunt when he finally found the proof of how wet I am, making it seem like I came from the way my tip is leaking like a faucet.

When he kneeled down and wrapped his warm and wet mouth on my aching my member, I cried out loud and arched my back, my hands grabbing his hair breathlessly, needing support from too much sensation and pleasure.

S T E F A N

God knows I tried so hard to just settle with a few touches and several soft and deep kisses, but my need for my baby just keeps getting stronger. I have this nagging at the back of my mind that someone will take him away from me if I don't hold him tight.

Thus, I made sure to always have him flushed against me, not letting him out of my lap and arms as we went back home. When we finally arrived at our bedroom, I was pulled out of my sexual haze when my sweet baby boy admitted how happy he is.

The words that come out of his mouth just validates my entire existence without him knowing. I feel so warm inside and even though what I had in mind was supposed to be an innocent bath, I wasn't able to control myself when my baby is so pliant and submissive against my touches. So responsive against my ministrations and the sweet and soft moans bubbling out of his throat just made my hard cock throb painfully, aching for its much-needed release.

I lost all reason when I found my baby leaking and I just have to have it in my mouth, my need to taste his sweet nectar so strong that I kneeled in front of him and all but devour him. I used my right hand to support his trembling body and wrapped it around his small waist, while my other hand slipped upward and hovered on his pink and perky nipples.

I can't help but draw out a long moan as Ollie's addicting flavor burst in my mouth as I bobbed my head up and down, while my other hand was occupied, pinching and twisting his nipples. I will make sure to give it some love later. I love the moans he make whenever I play with his nipples.

Oliver kept on twisting from my hold and his grip on my hair tightened, a tell-tale sign of his impending release.

"D-Daddy...I'm near..." My baby hoarsely whispered and his head rolled back while my mouth did its wonders and my hand teasing my baby's pink buds went down and joined my other one in squeezing Ollie's soft butt.

Oh, how my fingers sink with each knead, which left my baby into a moaning mess.

Using my index finger, I traced the rim of his hole, gently teasing him with Oliver's moans getting louder. When I slipped a finger into his twitching hole, Oliver stiffened and came undone. I hungrily swallowed my baby's sweet release and gave his pink tip a soft kiss before gathering him into my arms.

Ollie grabbed my neck and pulled me down to give me a kiss, tasting himself in my mouth. Oh, my sweet and kinky baby.

Being weak in the knees and feeling all floaty and contented from his release, I took care of my baby and bathe him. After that, I slipped my shirt on him and a black, lace boxer that almost made me cum.

The silky fabric hugged my baby's bottom in all the right places, making my shaft even harder and more painful, reminding me how much it wants to return to Oliver's tight and velvety hole. Reading my mind, my baby looked up and gave me a playful smile.

"Daddy, will you play with your baby?" Oliver whispered huskily, as his small hand cupped my hard member against my sweatpants, earning a deep moan from me as I try to hold myself back from cumming against his soft hands.

"Baby..." I grabbed his hand and put it on top of my chest while I try to clear my head. I decided earlier that today is all about my baby. After the tiring session leaving him spent, I made it a point to relax my baby and make him feel that I will always be there for him.

Always. No question about it. That's why I still held back no matter how much he kept seducing and testing my limits.

But I guess my baby doesn't need that kind of gentleness today. As his knees dropped down to the floor and his lustful gaze met mine, he licked his lips and his last statement almost got him fucked hard and fast. "Daddy, Ollie needs your huge cock inside of me. It aches and needs to be filled, daddy. Please." He urgently pulled my pants down and his mouth latched on my swollen and leaking tip and that was it.

My last thread of reason disappeared.