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97. I Miss You

Author: Hazeel
last update publish date: 2026-03-27 19:20:46

It started the way the best things do — without a plan.

We were just kissing, just close, just breathing the same air. His jacket came off at some point, and my cardigan, and we were tangled together on my narrow bed with the streetlight starting to come through the curtains as the afternoon faded.

Then he shifted and pulled me against him and I felt it — that specific warmth, the pressure of him through denim — and everything slowed down.

He didn't move to take anything else off. Neither did I
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  • ALL YOURS, DADDY   101. Can't Lose You, Baby

    ---He came inside and I closed the door and we stood in my small dark room with the rain against the window and looked at each other."You drove three hours," I said."I know.""In the rain.""Lily.""I'm just noting it.""Can I talk?" he said. "I have things I need to say and I practiced them in the car and I'd like to say them before I lose the nerve."I sat on the edge of my bed and looked up at him and waited.He ran a hand through his wet hair. Sat down beside me. Looked at his hands for a moment and then looked at me."The guilt about Tyler is real," he said. "I want to be honest about that because I think you deserve my honesty more than my comfort. It's real and it's heavy and it's not going away until I've actually talked to him, which I'm not ready to do yet, which means I'm going to be carrying it for a while." He paused. "But here's what I know. I know that guilt is not the same as regret. I feel guilty because I love Tyler and I've kept something from him. I don't regret

  • ALL YOURS, DADDY   100. Pleasant Surprise

    I noticed it on a Tuesday.The texts got shorter. Not dramatically — not in a way I could point to and say there, that's where it changed. Just incrementally. Responses that had been paragraphs became sentences. The calls that had been happening every few nights stopped being initiated by him. When I called, he picked up, and he was warm and present and said the right things, but underneath it was something careful. Something managed.I knew that quality of careful. I'd felt it from other people before. It was the specific texture of someone deciding how much of themselves to give.I told myself I was imagining it.I told myself this on Wednesday and Thursday and by Friday I had constructed an elaborate internal argument for why everything was completely fine that was so detailed and thorough it could only mean one thing.It was not fine.---The spiral happened the way spirals do — privately, persistently, in the margins of everything else. I sat in lectures and took notes and the pe

  • ALL YOURS, DADDY   99. Extra Careful

    The television in the other room.Tyler's laugh at something on screen.We broke apart but didn't move, his forehead against mine, both of us breathing in the stove light.This was the thing about forbidden that I hadn't understood before him — it didn't disappear just because the feelings underneath it became real. It deepened. Because now there was something to lose.His hands moved from my face to my waist, not pulling closer, just holding. Grounding. I pressed my palm flat against his chest and felt his heart and it was doing what mine was doing."I hate this," I whispered. Barely sound at all."I know," he mouthed against my hair.Tyler laughed again at something on screen, loud enough that we both went still. Then the television continued and neither of us had moved and the kitchen went on being small and dark and full of everything we weren't allowed to say.He kissed my forehead. Stepped back. Put the distance between us that the house required.I filled my glass of water. Tol

  • ALL YOURS, DADDY   98. His Mouth On Me

    LilyComing home felt different now.Not the house itself — that was exactly the same. The smell of it hit me the moment I walked through the door, that specific combination of my mom's candles and old wood and something that had no name but was just *home*, and for a second I stood in the hallway with my bag and felt nineteen again. Uncomplicated. Before everything.Then Tyler appeared from the kitchen and hugged me and said *you look good, what's going on with you* and I understood that the uncomplicated feeling wasn't going to last very long."Nothing's going on," I said, extracting myself from the hug. "I'm just not exhausted for once. End of semester stress is over."He looked at me with the particular attention of someone who had known me my entire life. Tyler was twenty-four and occasionally annoying and one of my favorite people in the world, which made the lying significantly worse than it might otherwise have been."You seem different," he said."Good different or bad differ

  • ALL YOURS, DADDY   97. I Miss You

    It started the way the best things do — without a plan.We were just kissing, just close, just breathing the same air. His jacket came off at some point, and my cardigan, and we were tangled together on my narrow bed with the streetlight starting to come through the curtains as the afternoon faded.Then he shifted and pulled me against him and I felt it — that specific warmth, the pressure of him through denim — and everything slowed down.He didn't move to take anything else off. Neither did I. We just — stayed. His hands on my hips, mine at his chest, his forehead resting against mine in the dim room."Okay?" he murmured."Very okay."He moved slowly, deliberately, and I understood immediately that this was intentional. That he had all the time in the world and intended to use every minute of it. The friction was slight and devastating — layers of fabric between us making everything both muted and intensified, every small movement amplified by the anticipation of it.I made a sound

  • ALL YOURS, DADDY   96. Sweet Kisses

    I didn't say anything for a moment.Neither did he."Hi," he said finally.I grabbed the front of his jacket and pulled him inside.He stumbled slightly through the doorway, laughing, and I got my arms around him and pressed my face into his neck and just — stopped. Just held on.He held back immediately, arms coming around me, one hand in my hair, his bag dropping to the floor. He was solid and warm and smelled exactly like I remembered — that clean woodsy smell underneath his jacket, cold air still clinging to him from outside — and I felt something in my chest that had been held at tension for three weeks finally, quietly release."Hey," he said softly, against my hair. "Hey. I've got you.""You're here," I said, which was not the most articulate thing I'd ever said."I'm here.""You didn't tell me.""I wanted to surprise you."I pulled back and looked at his face — the dark eyes, the slight smile, the satisfaction of someone who had calculated a risk and watched it pay off. "You'r

  • ALL YOURS, DADDY   24. Cock Sucking Lessons

    "It's your lesson. Touch however you want."She reached out tentatively, her fingers wrapping around my shaft in a loose grip. Her hand was small, couldn't quite close completely around my girth, and the sight made something primal rise in my chest."It's so warm," she observed, stroking slowly from

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  • ALL YOURS, DADDY   22. Breaking My Virginity

    His words were filthy and perfect and exactly what I needed to hear. I was climbing toward something, pleasure building with each movement of his fingers, and when he curled them just right, I saw stars."Oh fuck," I gasped. "Cade, I think—I'm—""Cum for me," he commanded. "Let go, Lily. I've got yo

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  • ALL YOURS, DADDY   26. Get On The Bed

    Lily's POVNew Year's Eve, and I'm standing in my brother's packed house wearing a tight black dress that Cade hasn't been able to stop staring at all night, pretending we're nothing more than acquaintances while my pussy aches with the memory of every lesson he's taught me over the past two weeks.

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  • ALL YOURS, DADDY   23. Can I Touch Your Dick?

    Cade's POV*I told myself it was a one-time thing.One moment of catastrophic weakness where I'd let Lily—sweet, innocent, nineteen-year-old Lily who I'd watched grow up—talk me into taking her virginity. One night where I'd crossed every line of friendship and decency and common fucking sense.The

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