Step Daddy Keith | 18+

Please Daddy

Our breaths normalized and even after that we stayed laying against one another, numbed by blissful pleasure.
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A couple days have pasted since Keith and I made love again for the first time in what felt like months.

I wasn't being so cruel to him and even had lunch with him one afternoon with Marlon before he had to go back to his mother. I wasn't ignoring Keith anymore but that didn't mean he was fully off the hook and he knew that. Either way we could both agree that we deeply missed our company, being away from each other was torture for the both of us.

I was to meet the bands at the bar here in our next stop, St. Louis, after the show. I wanted to stay back and get ready at the hotel. Sam offered to give me a ride right after the Stones were done with the concert.

I finally had some time alone and I've been meaning to call my father for some time now. This was a perfect time, hopefully he was still awake. I dialed the number and waited for him to pick up. The phone rang until I heard his comforting voice.

"Hello." He yawned.

"Hi daddy." I smiled wishing I could give him the tightest hug.

"Flower!" His excitement at knowing it was me who called him almost made me cry.

"That's me." I laughed trying to keep my tears in the best I could, my father doesn't know what Keith had done and if he did the odds would not be in Keith's favor.

"How is my girl, how is everyone, how's life on the road treating my flower?" He asked all at once waiting for my response.

"I'm good dad, the guys are doing great too they're definitely enjoying themselves out here." It took me some time to reply as I gathered myself up so my voice wouldn't tremble.

"Y/n are you sure you're alright?" He asked with a tone of concern, more serious now. Of course, why did I think he wouldn't find out.

"Yes I'm fine." A single tear left my eye.

"It's Keith isn't it." He stated more than asked and he didn't sound too happy.

"No daddy I'm fine really, how've you been?" I asked truly wanting to know how my old man was doing.

"I've been doing much better flower, doesn't mean I don't miss you but I keep myself busy." The smile returned in his voice.

"How's mom?" I brought her up, the last time we spoke she blew up on me.

"She's also doing better but let's not talk about her now." We went on to talk about other things like my return home after the tour and how he wanted me to meet a new friend he's been seeing. But after some time we had to hang up so he could get to bed.

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I got done just in time as Sam made his way through the door.

"Ready." Sam offered a simple smile.

"Yup." We headed towards the elevator to reach the parking lot. Arriving at our destination it wasn't hard to find the guys as they attracted an audience around them.

"There she is come on darling I've been waiting for your arrival." Mick waved me over to his side, pulling down to sit on his lap by my waist instead of beside him.

Just a few hours into the night and Keith was drinking heavily once again. A couple girls have been too close to him, touching his exposed chest from his unbuttoned shirt. It clearly annoyed me very much especially the fact that he was doing obviously nothing to get them off him. I didn't have time to feel jealous be I couldn't help it.