Be a Good Kitten For Daddy (BxM)

Chapter Fourteen

I walk up the few stairs to Harper's doorstep, boots and phone in hand, and ring his doorbell. My feet and legs hurt from walking how far I did, barefoot. After no answer for a few seconds I ring the doorbell and knock on his door. I see the lights turn on through the faded glass on the door, and watch the door open.
Harper is standing in the doorway in sweatpants with a tired expression on his face. The moment he opens the door I walk up to him a kiss him. He's stunned at first but then kisses back. He holds me by the waist and pulls me inside then closes the door.
"Babes, I'm always happy to see you, but it's two A.M. what are you doing here?"
"Hmmmm I don't know-" hic "anything you want, daddy," I say and grab his dick through his pants. I look down at his ripped body and admire it. He's been going to the gym more, and I can tell, his abs and pecs are more defined. I look back up and give him another kiss, this one more heated and lustful.
He pulls away and I pout. "Baby, I'm tired right now. Trust me, if I wasn't, I'd take you right here on the floor. However, I have to get up early for work in the morning." Hearing this makes me put even more.
"But tomorrow's Saturday babeeeeee. I wanna stay home with you and cuddle and fuck and eat and fuck and watch movies and fuck. I reeeeeeeeeally want to fuck!" I slur out the last words and giggle like a little kid.
"Babes, we will. I'm probably going to get off before noon, anyway. So after that we can do anything you want. Promise." He says and kisses my forehead. My pout doesn't leave my face, so he picks me up and gives me another kiss on the lips. "Plus, you're drunk, and would probably forget that we fucked anyways," he says and chuckles. I giggle and kiss him again.
He carries me upstairs and into his room. He lays me on the bed and walks into his closet. He comes back out with a t-shirt. I get up, sloppily, and take off my clothes except my panties. When I do he says, "Fuck, I think you get more beautiful every time I see you," making me blush. I put on his shirt and lay down under his covers and he gets in the other side of the bed. "Goodnight, baby." He says and kisses me again. I snuggle up next to him and kiss him and say, "Goodnight."

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I wake up after barely getting any sleep, waking up after every hour or so. I sit up and immediately regret it. I rush to the bathroom and spew out what feels like all of my insides. After there's nothing left in my gut I flush the toilet, lay on the floor for about five minutes, loving how cold it felt. Then I get in the shower, washing off the leftover smell of puke and alcohol.
I get out, wrap a towel around my waist and walk into the closet. I go the section that has a little bit of my clothes that I left at Harper's house. I put on a pair of my adidas short shorts and one of Harper's gray hoodies. Walking back into the bathroom, I dry my hair with my towel and end up wrapping my hair in it. I then brush my teeth with the toothbrush I left at Harper's a few weeks ago.
Harper and I have been dating for about two and a half months at this point, and we've gotten pretty comfortable with each other. Not shit in front of each other, comfortable, but comfortable. I can open up to him a little more, and him to me. I still haven't really told him much about my mom, and really don't know if I want to, just yet.
He's told me more about his family, he's one of five, with four sisters. He's the second oldest, with an insane amount of aunts, uncles, and cousins. He's told me stories from his childhood, and I still haven't opened up to him as much. I don't think he would understand, just my opinion based on what his life was like growing up. He's very family oriented and I'm not as much. Maybe one day soon I'll tell him about all the horrors that was my childhood. Until then, we're still going to be in the honeymoon phase.
It's been great, the sex has been earth shattering. I've never met anyone that has made me want it as bad as he does. He hits the perfect spot almost every time and we can't get enough of each other.
I'm in my own little world as I continue to brush my teeth and look back on the past two months, that I don't even hear my phone ring. When it gets through my head I spit out my toothpaste and rinse out my mouth. I go into the room and pick up my phone and see it's Emily calling me.

"Hey I think your mom is on her way over to Harper's house." She says when I pick up, before I can even get a breath in.
"You think?"
"Well I'm not completely sure. She came over and said she needed to talk to you. Then I told her you weren't here. Then she asked why she wasn't able to track your phone anymore and I told her you got a new phone and phone number. She looked pissed and walked off and I don't know where she went."
"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck ok thank you for calling me. I'll call you later and let you know if anything happens."

I hang up the phone and go downstairs. I start to breath heavy as I walk down, really not wanting to have another incident, like yesterday's. I pace around the bottom of the stairs in front of the door. I wait for about ten minutes and then there's a knock on the door. I look through the peephole and see my mother.
I stay on the other side of the door and keep quiet. I hope she doesn't know I'm here, since I got a new phone and number, to prevent her from tracking me. She knocks on the door again and then rings the doorbell a few times. She lets out a visible sigh and then begins to yell.
"Cooper! Cooper, are you there? Cooper, I just want to talk! Please just let me talk!"
As she's talking I see Harper come up from behind her. I look away at my phone and see it's past noon, I must've slept more than I thought. I look back up and see Harper talking to my mom.
"He's not here, ma'am," Harper says.
"Look, I don't know what my son is doing here all the time, but I don't care. I need to talk to him."
"Well, I'll tell him you stopped by." He says and starts to unlock the door. I step back and out of the way of the door so my mom doesn't see me. Harper walks in and closes the door. "Your mom stopped by." He says when we see me.
I laugh and walk up to him and give him a kiss. He's wearing a suit like he always does for work, and he always looks sexy as fuck. I jump up to where my legs are around his waist and start to make out with him. He holds on to me under my ass and kisses me back. He carries me upstairs and into his bedroom, our lips staying locked the entire time. We lay on the bed, him on top of me, and my legs still wrapped around him.
He starts to grind on me and I feel his dick erect in his pants. He rubs his hard on against my ass and I moan through the kiss.
"I want it, daddy," I moan out.
"You're going to get it, babes, but you have to be patient."
"Fuck patience I just want you in me right now." I say and unwrap my legs from his body as he takes his sweatshirt off my body. I start to untie his tie, and unbutton his shirt, and basically half undressing each item before it's too far for me to reach.
"I want your ass baby. I want to feel your tight asshole on my thick cock."
"Then fucking give it to me, daddy. No lube, no prep, just give it to me." I say and kiss him again. His pants are now down to his knees, his shirt is unbuttoned and hanging off his body, his tie doing the same.
He pulls away a looks down at me, "Are you sure, baby?" I nod and pull my legs up so they are on his shoulders. He spits on his hand and rubs it a little, spits on it again and rubs it on my hole. I reach down and spread my ass, waiting to feel his cock enter me.
He lines his tip up with my hole and starts to push. I close my eyes as he pushes more and more into me every second. Soon he's halfway in and we are moaning messes.
"Goddamn, you're so fucking tight babe." He says and pushes his cock in a little more. My eyes are filled with tears from the pain and discomfort from not having any lube, and he notices. "I can get the lube if you want, baby." He says and I decline. As much pain as there is, there's more pleasure to compensate for it.
"No daddy, just get all the way in me and fuck me already." I say and reach up to kiss him. He kisses back and does as I tell him. He pushes himself all the way in my ass and starts to slowly fuck me. Soon, I'm moaning louder than I probably have in my whole life.
"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck daddy you're so fucking big daddy!" I moan out and throw my head back on the bed. He starts fucking me faster, groaning, moaning, and screaming.
"Shit, baby, you feel just as tight as the first time I fucked your pretty little ass! God you feel so fucking good, baby!"
He stands up and holds my legs down so that they're next to my head. He looks down and fucks me some more, spitting on his dick a little more. He's thrusting full speed and full strength and starts hitting my prostate over and over again. "Fuck daddy, you're going to make me cum!"
"Yeah baby I'm cumming too! Fuck I'm cumming, baby!" His load fills my ass, pressing against my prostate, sending me over the edge and making me cum all over my stomach. He pulls out and lays down next to me.
My legs feel dead after being bent and stretched the way they were. We lay there, out of breath and tired. I look over at him and smile and he looks at me, but doesn't return the smile.
"What's wrong? Was that not good for you?" I ask him.
"No babes, that was amazing. It's just... We really need to talk about your mom." He says and the smile leaves my face.