Obsessed with a Daddy

“I’ll walk you to your door.” Everette pushed his chair back and stood. “I would hate for you to get distracted by the trash can again.”

“Okay.” I nodded and laughed a little harder. “I’ll try to avoid the urge to dumpster dive on the way.”

I followed Everette out of his house, and we started walking across the lawn—so close that I could almost feel the heat resonating from his skin. It wasn’t much of a walk, but each step felt heavier than the one before it. I didn’t know if Everette would try to kiss me or if some twist of fate would keep our lips apart—and I wasn’t sure which option I was leaning towards. It seemed like there was something between us—something shared—yet we both had to understand it was nothing short of impossible for there to be more than a spark. I walked up to my door, and he followed me—until we had reached the last step we could take together.

“This is me.” I turned towards him and smiled.

“Yeah.” He looked down at the ground. “You successfully made it home without doing a handstand in your trash can.”

“I did…” My words trailed off—we were saying basically nothing—perhaps just delaying the inevitable.

He seems nervous too…

“It was really nice to meet you. I hope you do well in school...” Everette lifted his head—and I kissed him.

I don’t know what came over me. It was like a raw, primal urge that consumed me in an instant, and then my lips crashed into his. He was caught off guard. His lips didn’t move—there was an echo of surprise in his throat. My head snapped back as soon as I realized the kiss was one-sided. I could feel my face turning red. I reached for the doorknob to hide my embarrassment behind the walls of my house, but then I felt Everette’s hand on my arm. He turned me around, and his lips crushed mine. That kiss wasn’t one-sided. My lips parted, and Everette started to ravage my mouth with his tongue. It was passionate, intense, and made my knees get so weak it felt like I melted into his arms. My lips were tingling when he pulled away, and I gasped for air when I realized I hadn’t taken a breath since I felt his lips.

“I—have to clean my house.” I opened my front door and practically dove through it.

My knees gave out the second that I closed my door behind me. I leaned against the wood and simply sank to the floor. My head was spinning, and my thoughts were flashing like someone was turning a kaleidoscope in my mind. I wanted to open the door—I wanted to lock it—I wanted to run to my bedroom and hide under the covers until it was daylight. I finally got the strength to stand and immediately pressed my eye to the peephole. I don’t know what I would have done if Everette was standing on the other side of the door. I might have actually opened it—I might have invited him inside—but he wasn’t there. My front porch was empty.

“Holy shit…” I exhaled sharply.

That’s one memory I’m going to take with me when I leave Los Angeles—maybe the best one of all.

I tried to distract myself by doing what I said—tidying up the house before my parents returned the next day. I just couldn’t think about anything except for that kiss—that soul-crushing moment when my entire world got flipped upside down in an instant. It filled me with a sense of terror and excitement at the same time. What if no other kiss that ever graced my lips could rival it? What if I met the man of my dreams and he didn’t make my knees go weak? The worst one of all? What if Everette was the man of my dreams and I was about to walk away from him to begin a life that didn’t include him? None of it made sense. He was older than me—he was already established in his life while mine was just truly beginning.

Am I just attracted to him because of what I saw when I was spying on him in the tree house? No,… it doesn’t just feel like lust—but that’s definitely what’s on my mind right now.

I decided that cleaning was going to have to wait until morning. Every second that passed was making the tingle inside of my body get stronger. I only knew one way to put out that fire, and it had been weeks since I tended to my needs. It was almost impossible when my parents were in the house since they didn’t really believe in locks—nor did they respect privacy as much as they should have. My dad might have knocked before he came barging in, but my mom had no shame. I was way overdue, and I tried to convince myself that it was part of the reason I felt such a raw, primal desire for Everette. I was just horny—any woman with a pulse would have been horny if they saw a guy like him with that gorgeous physique on full display in front of an open window.

If I don’t deal with this tonight, I won’t get a chance until I get to Arizona—and I might literally die before then.

There was no need for formalities. I definitely didn’t require any kind of mental stimulation except for the image seared into my mind—along with the tingle that was still present on my lips. I stripped off my clothes, and my panties were practically stuck to my skin. It was going to be a little messier than normal, so I grabbed a towel to put down on my bed just to be safe. Once I was in position on the towel with my legs spread, I moved my hand down my abdomen and started lightly rubbing my clit. It quickly formed a hard knot against my fingertip, and I applied more pressure as I made faster rotations around it. The pleasure swept through my body immediately, and it was very clear that a trip to paradise was exactly what I needed.

“I’m ready for that checkup now—doctor…” I moaned, and my hips raised up on the bed.

I imagined Everette’s lips on mine while his hands explored my body—touching places that would make me moan as his kiss devoured me—introducing me to things that I had never experienced before. I didn’t have to use very much imagination to envision his gorgeous physique. I wanted those rock hard muscles pressed against my body while he held me tight. I wanted to trace his mountainous muscles with the tips of my fingers—kiss them as I worked my way down his chiseled stomach—and then do things to him that would make his head spin. I imagined my lips wrapped around his cock—imagined it inside me—and pushed a finger into the entrance of my pussy to heighten the fantasy.

“Yes,…” I moaned and rubbed my clit faster. “Make me come!”

I felt a pressure building fast. My muscles got tight, and I squirmed on the bed. The orgasm I craved was almost there. I needed it so damn bad. My mouth opened wide—a gasp rushed from my throat, followed by several moans. The pressure started to release. It sent pure adrenaline mixed with bliss through my veins—it teased every nerve ending I had as the orgasm made my body shake. A quick burst of pleasure made my eyelids flutter, and then I felt myself coming down from the high. Endorphins started to calm my beating heart and spinning head. I felt like I was floating for a moment as I sank into the pillow-top mattress and closed my eyes.

I’ll have to clean all of this up tomorrow—I just want to lay here and enjoy this feeling until I fall asleep.

Chapter Four

Everette

I didn’t get to stumble over my own two feet and analyze the moment until it was gone the second time Holly was standing in front of me—because she kissed me. I wasn’t just caught off guard; I was downright stunned. Thankfully, I managed to stop my head from spinning in circles long enough to grab her—and then I finally left the kiss on her lips that I truly wanted to put there. I wanted more than a kiss—but that was all I got. Holly left me standing on her front porch with my dick trying to figure what the hell just happened. All I got to do was go home—back to my lonely house—where I had to come to terms with the fact that I probably wouldn’t ever get more than a kiss from Holly’s perfectly pouty lips.

I wasn’t sure if I would even see her again before she left for Arizona—and she mentioned that she would be gone until Thanksgiving. That was months—practically a lifetime for a girl her age that was finally going to get a taste of real freedom. One kiss wasn’t going to change that—if she even remembered it once she got to college. A girl as beautiful as her would get lots of attention. Our moment came too late for us to have a summer fling—and I wasn’t even sure if I could have a one night stand. Holly was tempting as hell, and I might have given in if she hadn’t left me standing on her porch alone, but maybe it was better that she did.

I’m sure my analytical brain will have a field day with this—exploring every possible reason why it turned out for the best. Why can’t I be like every other guy on the planet and just let my dick do the thinking for me?

The next day

I still had Holly on my mind when I woke up the next morning. Once again, I hoped I would catch a glimpse of her before or after my morning run, but once again, I went home disappointed. I still had a few boxes to unpack, so I took a quick shower and got started. Around mid-morning, I heard a noise outside—coming from the direction of Holly’s house. It sounded like a car door, and if she was about to leave, then I needed to move fast. I took off towards the front door and was already on my front lawn—ready