Page 16 of A Tall Order (Shade Grown Coffee Boys #1)

Playing naked in the living room is a different kind of playing altogether. It's truly freeing. I giggle and run around, crawl on the rug, wiggle my butt around Daddy. Daddy chases after me and tickles me. He gives me kisses all over my body and blows raspberries on some part of my body whenever he catches me. We pull out the dolls tonight and Daddy sits in the living room playing with me, making up a story about a princess, but the princess ends up saving the knight. Daddy promises to get me a dragon for us to add to the play and a castle playhouse too.

Daddy also feeds me bites of my Chocolate Moose ice cream when we sit to watch a movie. It's delicious, but he accidentally drops a bit on my lap and I scream from the cold and stand up quickly. Daddy apologizes and then has me put my feet on either side of where he's sitting. He uses his tongue to lick the ice cream dripping down my inner thigh, then sucks my dick into his mouth when he sees it getting hard. I end up coming in Daddy's mouth for the second time today. He pulls me down onto his lap and kisses me before he pulls a blanket off the couch and wraps me up like a burrito.

"A very tasty burrito," he whispers and it makes me giggle. I'm so happy.

It's close to ten when both of us start yawning. Daddy is sitting on the couch and I'm in his lap. The fort didn't happen tonight. We have a blanket over us and Daddy's fingers have been grazing over my thighs for the whole movie. My head is resting on his shoulder, his beard tickling my forehead and blocking half the TV from my view. I don't mind it one bit because hearing Daddy's heart beating under my ear is soothing and I'm ready for bed. I keep my hands away from my mouth though, the urge to suck on my thumb— or something— hits me at random points throughout the night. I push those thoughts away because we're having too much fun.

"Daddy?" I don't lift my head but I hear his answering, 'Yes?' through his chest. "Will you help me go potty?"

"Yeah, baby. Do you want to take a shower or bath tonight or in the morning?"

"Morning. I'm too sleepy now. Are you sleeping here?"

"Of course, baby." We stand up and he takes my hand as we walk to the bathroom. "I have a surprise for you too, but let's potty first."

He stands behind me, bodies pressed together, and helps me aim into the toilet. My bladder sings at the release and I sink back into Daddy's chest. "Thank you, Daddy. Tonight was perfect, perfect, perfect."

"You're welcome, baby." He kisses my neck and pinches my butt cheek. I giggle at the tiny pinch. "Now wash your hands while I use the potty too. "

Daddy strips out of his clothes and does his business. I watch him while I wash my hands, admiring his body. Daddy's cock is big but not scary big. Amazing big.

"Aussie?" Daddy's voice ends on a laugh and I look up, embarrassed that I got caught watching him. Of course, I've been naked for hours now. "I think your hands are clean enough, baby."

I move over for him to clean his own hands and dry mine on the towel that hangs next to the sink. "What's the surprise?" I ask excitedly.

Daddy steps closer to me and wraps his arms around me. I do the same and lean my head back to look him in the eyes. He dips his head and kisses me. "Next week, I'll be working from home Monday and Tuesday. Then I'm off the rest of the week. So I'll be able to take you to work and pick you up all week. If you want."

"Really?" I can feel my eyes widen and I hug Daddy tighter, bouncing on my toes. "Oh, that's amazing. We can spend so much time together."

"I figured we could split time between here and my place," Daddy says with a smile. "I would like to take you to work and pick you up, but only if you're okay with that, Aussie."

"Yes, Daddy. Please."

"Okay." He kisses me once more. "Now, let's get some sleep okay?"

The rest of the week is a total blur .

I can't say it's better, but I'm not staying late. Well, Remi won't let me stay late. He calls me right at closing time and stays on the phone with me until I'm in the car. He's at my house Thursday and Friday night. Each night, we get into our routine. I change out of my work clothes, he has dinner made for us, and then I get some Little time in or we watch a movie or a couple of show episodes. Friday, I have my first interview to replace Jason, but I'm not sure about the girl. She's twenty-three and has had six jobs in the past two years. Her references are okay, but I noticed that they're either family or friends. I'm planning on calling previous employers Monday, but I get an off vibe from her. I don't know what it is. I have two more interviews on Monday as well so it isn't like I have to make a decision now anyway.

Saturday morning feels like it takes forever to arrive. It's a well earned sleep in snuggled up close to Remi. My mind is used to waking up early in the morning but my body fights moving even an inch. Instead, I focus on Remi's face in the dim light. The sun still has another hour before it's up, but I'm close enough to him to see all his features. His hair is short, not to the scalp, but an inch or two long all around. His beard is trimmed and neat but there are spots of gray starting to show. I reach up and brush my fingers over the coarse hairs. His beard connects around his lips to his mustache and my finger follows the path my eyes take. His skin is soft and clear. I've seen his facial routine. It isn't extensive, but he does have two different products that seem to work well for him.

His eyes flutter open and I smile.

"Morning," I whisper. My fingers continue to trail lightly around the line of his beard. I trace around the back of his ear and down the side of his throat. I can feel him swallow under my touch.

"Morning, baby." His voice is deep and gruff in the morning. Sexy. So fucking sexy. I move my head forward slightly and press my lips against his. I keep my mouth closed, mindful of morning breath. Remi pulls back first. "Did you sleep well?"

"Very well," I say. "Someone really wore me out last night."

Remi's low chuckle sends pleasure coursing through my body. Who knew that you could get turned on by a laugh? Apparently I can. My fingers move to card through his beard now, dipping to graze over his Adam's apple. Remi's eyes close for a brief moment and I'm just starting to think he's fallen asleep again when his hand moves between our bodies and wraps around my half hard cock. I bite my lower lip but a small moan still escapes my mouth.

I close my eyes and smile. The glide is a little rough with Remi's calloused hand, but not enough to ask him to stop. My mind flashes so many moments together. We've only been seeing each other for a month and a half but I couldn't imagine spending that time alone still. It's been a long time since I've been this happy. Intense pleasure courses through my body and I can feel tears sting my eyes. We're moving together now, Remi's cock sliding between my thighs.

"Hold on, Aussie," Remi says. His body disappears away from mine but I don't open my eyes. In a few seconds, he's back and his hand is slick with lube now. He rubs my inner thighs first and then returns his hand to my cock. It makes everything ten times better and Remi shifts that much closer to me. His cockhead slips between my thighs and I squeeze them together. His answering groan is all I need. I lay there, letting him do most of the work .

We don't share any words and somehow, it feels more intimate that way. His lips press against mine but still I don't open my eyes. I'm fighting back tears of happiness, safety, joy. The room fills with small noises between the both of us. Mine are higher pitched, breathy. His are deeper, grunts and whispered curses as his hips continue to thrust his cock between my thighs. My legs are trembling from tensing the muscles for minutes on end, but I can tell that he's close. We both are.

Remi comes first for once. I can feel his cum against my skin, the stickiness of it mixing with the lube and feel his breath over my face. He rests his forehead against mine as he continues to jerk my cock. I'm breathing heavy, a mix of pure pleasure building and the tears fighting to fall. When I come, it's with a silent cry that Remi kisses away. His tongue finds mine in a passionate kiss and he only stops moving his hand when I lay a hand on his forearm.

We kiss and kiss until neither of us can breathe. He rolls me onto my back and his hands are on my waist. I finally open my eyes when he pulls away from my mouth. In the darkness of the room I document every detail on his face, the way his body feels against mine, how absolutely perfect the moment is. I lift a hand to trace over his glistening lips and smile.

"I love you," I whisper. All of the buildup, the feelings and thoughts that led to those three words tumble out with them. I can feel one single tear slide from the corner of my eye.

His finger brushes against my temple, wiping the tear away. His answering smile is all I need, but then he dips his head and kisses my lips once more for just a second.

"I love you, too, Austin."

My eyes widen. I'm not expecting him to say the words back, but I can't push down the smile that splits my face. I'm sure that Remi's face mirrors my own. I move my legs, grimacing just a bit at the feeling, and wrap my arms around Remi. He hugs me back, somehow maneuvering us so he's sitting down and I'm in his lap. I bury my face in the spot where his neck meets his shoulder and stay there, being held by the man that loves me.

"How about you get in the shower and I'll get breakfast started?"

The last thing I want to do is separate from Remi, but my legs are sticky and I don't particularly like the feeling. I stand up and Remi walks with me to the bathroom. I haven't had clothes on in almost twelve hours and it's been kind of nice. Remi turns the shower on for me, making sure it's the perfect temperature. We stand side-by-side to brush our teeth while the room fills with steam. It's warm and relaxing.

"Are you going to put some clothes on today?" Remi asks like it's a real possibility I'll go naked until we have to leave the house. "You don't have to right now, if you don't want to. I figured we could pack you a bag and you could stay at my place this week?"

"I'd love that," I say. I put my toothbrush back and turn to press my body against his. I tilt my head up at him and smile. "I love you."

"I love you too, baby." He squeezes my body in a warm hug before stepping away. His body is so damn sexy, the hair across his chest, his bare legs. I admire the view when he turns around to head toward the kitchen. He has a great ass. He looks over his shoulder and catches me staring. My face flushes with embarrassment at being caught staring. "Hurry up, okay?"

"Yes."

By the time I'm thoroughly scrubbed down and I dry my hair a bit, Remi has the bacon in the oven and a stack of pancakes on the counter. My stomach rumbles at the smell wafting through the house. He takes his turn for a quick shower. I wait for him before eating. I walk around the living room, picking up a few toys that we left scattered around from last night. I love how much Remi plays with me. It's so much fun. The picture of Paul catches my eye and I reach up for it.

"Hey," I say lowly. I run my finger over his smiling face. I thought I was going to spend my life with Paul, grow old together, start a family of our own. He is my first love. I'll always love him. The feeling I have for Remi is much the same but also so different. "I hope you're okay with this. I didn't see it coming but he was there for me. He's so good to me, Paul. It's crazy to think but I love him. So much. I know you were always worried how I'd be if something happened. It's almost like you knew you'd be taken from me too soon. I promise that I'm happy. So, so happy."

Arms snake around me and Remi's chin rests on my shoulder. His fingers reach up and trace along the line on my chest and stomach. "He loved you so much, Austin. I know you know that. I know I won't ever replace him, but I'll make sure you always feel just as loved and as safe as you did with him."

I run my finger over Paul's face once more before putting the picture back and turning to face Remi. My arms wrap around his neck. "I know you will," I say. "I still miss him but I'm happy with us. Beyond happy."

"Let's eat some breakfast, shall we? We can pack up after and head to my house."

I smile and press my lips against Remi's chest. The soft hair tickles my nose but I kiss his skin repeatedly anyways. I can feel myself letting go of any worries, slipping a bit into a more playful side. The morning has been perfect and I want to soak up every second of it. When I finally pull back and look at Remi's face, he's smiling wide and his eyes are light. I can feel a giggle bubbling up and I don't fight it. I move my hands to cover my mouth. Remi pulls me into one more hug before we finally move from the spot.

"Can you feed me, Daddy?"

"Of course, sweetie. Let's try not to drop anything on your lap this time, though?"

My hands instinctively go to cover my cock. "Please no. That would be a sticky mess and I'd have to take another shower."

Remi laughs, moving to the kitchen while I sit at the table and wait. He always prepares our plates. I've tried to help but he just shoos me away so I let him do it without fuss. I like that he does it. Sometimes he feeds me, other times I'll feed myself, but either way, he's careful to keep my food separated.

"Do you want to do anything this weekend?" Remi asks between bites of both our plates. He takes a bite of his food and then cuts up a bite for me, alternating between. He blots the grease off a slice of bacon and hands it over to me. I hold it in both of my hands and nibble on it, giving him a minute to eat his food without interruption.

"I don't care," I say with a shrug. "Did you want to do something?"

"If it isn't too cold, I thought we could go to the Fall Festival tomorrow," Remi says. "It's supposed to have local music, games, food. Then, maybe, we could go back to the club? They have a Littles party on Tuesday for all the holidays. Arts and crafts, a meal. I got the email invite for it yesterday."

After our first night at the club, I had to sign a couple of papers to have my caregiver changed over to Remi in the system. It was bittersweet but necessary. We haven't been back, but another Littles themed night sounds good.

"I'd love to," I say with a smile. "To both of them. Do you know if anyone else is going to be at Littles' night?"

He finishes the last bite of food before taking both our empty plates and we move to the kitchen. "I think Rachel and Luke will be there and also Quinton and his Daddy. It's supposed to be a big party, so you might make some new friends as well."