The next morning I woke up in my room. Well technically it's Harry's guest room because we can't sleep together. It makes no sense, why can't I sleep with him? I mean I understand if he likes space in bed, but I get lonely at night. I don't like sleeping alone, I usually have to anyways, sometimes I'd even call Niall and have him sleep over so that I wasn't so lonely. I climbed out of bed and headed out of the room. It was quiet in the house. I yawned and walked into the bathroom, the soft pads of my feet hit the hard wood floors as I went inside the bathroom. I washed my face and brushed my teeth. I left and went downstairs, there was a note on the table.
Louis,
I had to go to work, some important stuff I needed to take care of, there's food in the fridge, or you can make something if you'd like. I won't be back till later, don't be bad. Remember, no office or don't go in my bedroom. Be a good boy.
-daddy
I read the note, my cheeks heated up at the words daddy. I sigh, what am I going to do until he gets home? I walk over to the cupboard and get on my tippy toes, grabbing a glass. I fill it with water then go into the living room. I wish he at least had a pet. Then I wouldn't feel so alone. I sip on my drink then set it on the coffee table.my phone dings I look at it, Niall texted me like 50 times, wondering where I was. I text him back, saying I was with a friend. I hope he doesn't get mad at me. I wonder if he'd get jealous. I get up and head back upstairs, going into the bathroom. I turn on the shower and strip from my clothes. I hop into the shower, the warm water ran down my body, making me get goosebumps. I grab the shampoo and lather it into my hair, it smelled like strawberries, making me smile a little. I washed it out then repeated my actions with the conditioner. I wash my body then get out. Wrapping a towel loosely around my hips. No one was home so I just walked back to my room. I changed into my dark purple lace panties and a white knitted sweater. I slipped on some fuzzy socks and headed back downstairs.
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It's been hours, I was bored and lonely. I was laying on the couch, looking up at the ceiling. I groan and look at the time. It was 5pm. Harry's been gone for so long and I miss him. Just when I was thinking about him, I heard the door open and shut roughly. I jump and sit up. I hear Harry muttering to himself. He sounded angry. I stand and go into the kitchen. "Are you okay..?" I say softly. Harry looks over at me. "Yeah I'm fine." He says and sighs, running his fingers through his hair. "I'm just fucking stressed. All my workers are idiots. They don't do what I ask, and when they do they fuck up." I watch him. I didn't know what to say or do. I didn't want him to be madder than he already is. I don't say anything and he pushes past me, going upstairs and into his office. Slamming the door. I nibble on my bottom lip, should I go up there? How am I supposed to make him feel better? I get an idea. Maybe it's to far but...it's worth a shot. I go upstairs quietly and knock on the door to his office. "What Louis." I hear him say on the other side. "C-can I come in...please." I hear him sigh. "Yes..come in." I open the door and walk inside. His eyes lock onto mine. "u-uh is there anything I can do...to make you feel better?" I ask. He shakes his head "no Louis, I don't know why you're in here. Fuck I'm so mad." He rubs his temples. I gulp. Should I do this? Before I can think anything else I walk over to his chair, I turn it so he is facing me. "Louis. Stop." He says and turns back. I grab the Chair and turn it back towards me. I drop to my knees and look at him with my big eyes. He raises an eyebrow "Louis what are you-" I cut him off. "I want to make you feel better daddy.." I say and bat my lashes. I blush from what I just said and I see him gulp. My small shaky hands reach forward and grab onto his belt. I fiddle with it until it comes undone. I've never done this before. What if I mess up. His large hand moves mine and he helps me pull down his pants to his ankles. I could already see how hard he was through his tight boxers. My eyes widen, my god..it was..big. He watches me "well..make me feel better kitten..you can do it." He grins. I nod, I loop my fingers into the hem of his boxers, I tug them down in a quick motion. His cock springs free. I look at it and his eyes widen even more. I'm going to fit that in my mouth? I see him wrap his hand around himself and slowly move it up and down, a soft groan escapes his lips. What do I do? Do I start now? I lick my bottom lip slightly. He removes his hand and coos me over. I sit up more on my knees, my hands rest on his thighs. His hand reaches over and laces through my feathery hair, pushing my face down softly. I feel the tip of his cock skim across my pretty pink lips. My hand reaches up and I wrap it around the bottom shaft. I held it gently, I didn't want to mess up. I was so nervous, my heart was beating quickly. "Come on baby..I wanna see those pretty lips wrapped around my dick.." He hums. I blush. I lean down, making him into my mouth. My eyes flutter shut and I begin to suck softly. My cheeks slightly hallowing, I could already taste his sweet but salty pre-cum. I hear a low moan erupt from his mouth. Making me turned on, I could feel myself get harder in my panties. "Fuck.." He moans and grips onto my hair more, pushing my head down. I take more of him into my mouth, sucking harder. "Just like that kitten..fuck..such a good boy for daddy." I begin to bob my head, my hands grip around his dick tightened. I pulled off and licked around his tip, sliding my warm, soft tongue across his slit, tasting more of his sweet liquid. I open my eyes and look up at him through my thick lashes. Our eyes meet. And I hear him moan again, louder. My eyes close and he ruts up his hips into my mouth. My eyes widen as I feel his cock hit the back of my throat, I gag softly, my other hand gripped onto his thigh. "God..fuck..yes, just like that" he praised and continued to roll his hips up. My gagging continued, I felt my eyes water a little but I didn't want to stop. I didn't want to disappoint him. So I took it. He fucked my mouth for what felt like minutes. "Mmm princess..daddy's going to cum" I grip harder onto his thigh, moving my hear along with the motion of his hips, it didn't take long before I felt the warm, thick liquid fill my mouth, I pulled off slightly, swallowing it. Many curse words left the mans mouth. His head was thrown back and his eyes were closed. His breath was heavy. "Fuck.." He panted. I licked my lips and wiped my teary eyes. I was still on my knees. "Such a good boy.." He praises and pulls back up his boxers. Standing up and walking past me. I see him get in a drawer. Pulling out a pack of something. I looked like Cigarettes. I watched him as he opened a door that led out to a balcony.
I hear him light the cigarette. I didn't know he smoked. But I guess it was hot. I wondered if I did good. Why did he just leave me after? I stand, my throat was already sore. I sit on his bed, the fresh smell of cigarette smoke filled my nose as I laid back, thinking about what just happened over and over again.
