23. FALLON

Saying goodbye was difficult. I rarely did them. Leaving jobs was quick and painless, ending one-night stands were like throwing out trash. But leaving Sterling had a knot in my throat that no amount of gulping or water could get rid of.

I listened to sad music and colored in pages on the flight home. Thankfully, I'd sat beside the window so nobody could see me cry as I replayed sad scenarios out in my mind from the music in my ears.

Henry reassured me it was going to be fine, and I was inclined to believe him, but after the emotional time I'd had with Sterling, I didn't want to leave him for a moment in case he changed his mind.

Fortunately, that wasn't the case. We spoke every single day of being apart, we video chatted, and even did some dirty calls together. He was really helping me feel fulfilled in all the way I'd never felt before.

I'd even got myself a job.

There was this cute toy store going through a boom recently because of an online content creator named Jakub. So, I was the new retail assistant at Hanson's Toys. I was selling teddies and other toys that seemed marketed to littles specifically. I was in heaven. They weren't Gersch teddies, in fact, they were better. Gersch was a brand for the rich, but Hanson's teddies were all handmade locally and they were even better.

At the little store, I was restocking some of the customizable outfits to dress the teddies in when the bell above the door sounded. Not a word of warning before it happened.

Sterling stood in the doorway, his eyes searching for me.

"Found you," he said, the dimples in his cheeks getting extra deep as he smiled so big.

I screamed. I couldn't help myself. Daddy had found me. My emotions were in overdrive. I couldn't help but cry at that point. I ran right into his arms.

Customers in the store watched and even applauded. I hadn't intended on it, but after a month of not being able to touch him or feel the specific way his moustache tickled my top lip or the way it brushed across my stomach and chest with all of his kisses.

Chester, the owner was at the cash register. "You want to take the rest of the afternoon off?"

"Yes, please," I said through a sob. I'd told Chester and his boyfriend, Jakub, also the same Jakub who had the online community of littles where he posted videos of his teddies. "I'll be in tomorrow, early."

"Not too early," he said. "Have fun you too."

I had to grab my things from the backroom before leaving, but once I did, I left with Sterling's hand tight in mine.

"I can't believe you didn't tell me you were coming back today," I said. "You said this week, but I thought that was because you didn't know the day of your flight."

"I landed, my sister picked me up, drove me to my apartment," he said. "And then all I wanted to do was see you. I haven't unpacked. I haven't seen anyone. I needed to see you first."

"I'm glad, but you should've called or texted me," I said.

We walked together, hand-in-hand until we came to a stop at the traffic lights. We turned to each other. It wasn't wise considering people moved fast, and if we weren't paying attention to the lights, someone would shove us.

"I start my new job next week," he said. "That's some other big news."

"What? I can't believe you've been keeping secrets."

He took my hand and kissed the back of it. "I missed your cute hands," he said. "I missed your warm body and the way you crinkle your nose when I compliment you."

"Henry is at work," I said. "You wanna come to my place? See it in person and show me how much you've missed me."

"Immediately," he said.

We wasted no time in waving for a cab and going directly to the apartment.

The moment we stepped inside, I was in his arms with my legs around his waist.

"Have you been a good boy, waiting for Daddy?" he asked, slipping his hands up under my t-shirt to pull it over my head.

"I only play with myself when you say," I told him. It was something we'd been doing to make sure that when we did have our cyber sex times, we'd both saved ourselves for it.

But those times were over now.

We were ready to rip each other's clothes off and get feral.

I didn't even get to hide the teddies from witnessing such an adult act.

Daddy placed me down on my white and green bedding, it was faintly patterned in dinosaur footprints. He dipped to his knees and with it, he travelled the length of my torso with kisses, up and down, knowing just how to tickle me in a way that got me horny and hard rather than thrashing my limbs and fighting for my life.

His fingers plucked at the buttonhole of my jeans and with a whipping motion, he yanked them down my legs until they dangled at the tips of my toes. He yanked them further until he was between my legs, pressing his face to my briefs, feeling my erection throb against him.

"You promise you haven't played since last time," he said, kissing at my skin above the waistband.

"I promise." The last time we'd played was two nights ago. I'd been good. My cock got hard a lot thinking of him, but I never let my hands play. I only wanted to play with him, and I needed him to call me his good boy. I didn't want to be known as anything else.

He pulled the briefs down slowly, his lips travelling the length of my shaft, tickling and igniting me with an erection that was so overdue an orgasm.

"Please," I begged.

"You gotta control it," he said, wrapping his lips around the head and embracing the tip with his tongue.

I threw my head back into the bed and moaned, almost screaming out as I looked at the glow in the dark stickies illuminating just a little through the afternoon shade.

When I picked my head my head up to see him again, he was naked between my legs. He lifted them, threading my cock between my thighs and sucking a little more. His tongue dipped to my balls and from there, he found my taint, and that led to the pot of honey he'd been searching for. My ass. He ate ass like it was his full-time job and he got paid per head-banging moan.

Control wasn't something I was used to. I had only practiced not touching myself under Daddy's wishes, but this was something else. He was touching me, and I still wasn't allowed to cum.

"You did good, baby," he said, pulling himself away from my ass. "I wanna pump up with me cream. I've been saving this load for you." He stood and pushed his cock between my thighs, fucking me like that for a moment. I tried reaching for his cock, but he pulled it away whenever I got close.

"I wanna suck," I said.

He listened to my wants, climbing onto the bed and letting me put my legs down. It was strange to feel my cock fling back at my belly while also getting a dose of Daddy's dick in my face. I'd waited an entire month, and then some for this moment. My mouth took to it with all that muscle memory or before.

There was no stopping my hands and mouth once I was going. The only way I did stop was with some pulling away, and I was desperate to have it back in me, but Daddy had other plans.

On the bed, he turned me around and spread my legs. He used the way I'd covered his cock in saliva as a lube, and with the way he'd eaten my ass. He pushed his cock inside me, slow at first, but I'd been waiting, and I didn't want slow anymore. I needed it fast.

It was over before we really had a chance to begin.

Both of our bodies had been waiting for the moment we were together again.

Daddy was in me for no less than three minutes when my balls got tight and my cock shot cum between us. He didn't last longer after that, feeling him fill me with cum was the best feeling ever. I wrapped my arms around him, keeping him inside me for as long as possible.

"I don't ever want to spend a month away from you again," he said, kissing my neck. "I'll explode if I do." He slowly pulled out of me. "That's a promise."

In an overstimulated tingle, I let out a giggle. "I think you did just explode."

"And I'll do it again." He rolled over and looked up at the ceiling."I love—"

"Love," I choked.

"The stars on the ceiling," he said.

I slipped my hand into his as we laid side-by-side. "I love them too."

We stayed in that position for a little longer. It was just nice to be beside him, even without speaking. I liked to feel his heat right beside me, his energy, and the way I hadn't noticed his body made little sounds.

Holding hands, his fingers between mine, with his thumb caressing me. "I've never missed someone as much as I've missed you."

We turned heads to see each other.

"Me either."

I could feel those three words on the tips of our tongues.

The L-word.

It was right there.

But neither of us were going to say it yet.

I didn't blame him. It was in my body and heart, but my tongue was petrified to help me make those sounds.

Love . The corners of my mouth turned into a wicked smile. I'd said it in my mind.

Sterling wasn't just a Daddy for summer. He was a Daddy forever now.

He turned me around, my back to his chest and we cuddled.

I loved him hard—and soft, and one day, I'd say it, and we'd laugh about the feeling of it in my belly. And hopefully he'd tell me he felt it too.

Daddy drew pictures on my back until I feel asleep in his arms. I never wanted to stop sleeping in his arms, or being his little cream pie.

Life was finally on track.

THE END