[Previously titled 𝗚𝘂𝗶𝗹𝘁𝘆 𝗣𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝘂𝗿𝗲]
❝No, Ace. I can't do it," I sob.
"I know you can take more than that, sunshine, come on," he encourages, pummeling into me in fervent motions. "One more for daddy, yeah?" He coaxes in a gruffly voice...
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A C E
As Olivia takes her first step, her balance wavers, and I quickly move to catch her by the waist, pulling her close to me.
"Oops, sorry. I'm feeling a bit...dizzy," she admits with a chuckle, attempting to steady herself.
Her movements are unsteady, so she clings to me for support. I smile at our closeness, her body pressed against mine creating warmth. She falters again, and without hesitation, I scoop her into my arms, prompting a surprised sound from her.
Her arms lock around my neck in a solid grip and my attention unintentionally drifts downward, noticing her bouncing breasts briefly. I refocus when I feel warmth against my neck, her face nestled there. Her breath on my skin sends a shiver down my spine.
"You smell great...like—a lumberjack that rolled around in a puddle of Nutella," she speaks close to my ear, her voice muffled by my skin and a warmth floods my chest at her closeness.
"Is that so?" I respond with a chuckle, heading towards the car.
"Yeah," she giggles softly and as I open the car door, she clings tightly to my neck, protesting when I attempt to set her down on the seat. "Noooo! I don't wanna go down. Your arms are comfy, like pillows," she playfully whines, her reluctance to let go tugging at my heartstrings.
She feels incredible against me but as much as I want to keep her in my arms, I'm aware that I can't.
"You have to, sunshine. I can't drive with you in my arms," I reason, attempting once more to ease her grip from around my neck but with each try, her hold on me seems to strengthen.
"Nooo! Pretty please...," her plea is accompanied by an adorable pout that tugs at my heartstrings.
"I won't be able to see the road, and driving like that would be dangerous. We could easily get into an accident. Is that what you want, hm?" I try to persuade her, soothingly patting her back and her head shakes in a vehement 'no,'. "See? Come on," I encourage her gently.
After several tries, she gives in and lets go of me. I guide her gently into the car, securing her seatbelt as I notice the pout forming on her face. With a smile, I close the door and take my own seat, securing my seatbelt before I prepare to start the engine.
As I glance over at Olivia, I notice her struggling to zip up my jacket. Her tipsy efforts are both endearing and amusing, and I can't help but chuckle softly.
"What are you trying to do, little one?" I inquire, pausing before I start the engine.
"I want to close your coat, but it won't work...I think it's broken," she says, displaying the jacket's unzipped state as evidence.
"Leave it to me," I respond with a smile, leaning over to assist her.
As I zip up the jacket, I can't help but notice her wide-eyed surprise.
