Daddy's Baby Boy
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  • Parts 6
Ongoing, First published Feb 22, 2016
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"You wanna ride Daddy, baby boy?" His plump lips attaches to my jaw as he breathes out those words. My only response is a desperate nod. How can I speak when Mr. Styles is so close to me? He can not keep his hands to himself, both of them are roaming around my body. His left hand rests on the small dimple on my lower back only for a few seconds before it slides down to my rear end. A whimper escapes my lips when he left hand smacks my bum. Hard. 

"Say it out loud, baby boy. You know that Daddy will punish you if you don't do as he says." He whispers and his tone is teasing. My head leans against his shoulder as my body starts giving in to his touch.

"I-I want to r-ride you, Daddy."

"Beg harder."

"P-Please let me ri-ride your thick and l-long cock, Daddy. I want y-you so... so bad. Please, Sir, I-I want to-"

"Get on all fours, kitten. Daddy's gonna own your tight little ass right here. Right now."

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In which Niall is an innocent and tiny 18 years old senior in high school and Harry is his  22 years old English tutor with a massive daddy kink. Niall is a stutterer and Harry is willing to make him feel confident in every way possible; starting with his body.
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