I woke up to an empty space next to me. Certainly, something unusual to me, so I got up and went downstairs to find him.

"There you are my sweet boy," I whispered as he came in to sight.

My eyes were still drowsy, fighting to stay open as the time read 4AM.

His legs were against his chest, arms wrapped around them as his head laid down between them.

Something was wrong.

I treaded slowly towards him, squatting down at his level as I placed my hand over his knee.

"What's wrong darling?"

He lifted his head up and faced me. The bags under his eyes clearly evidence of him unable to sleep tonight, heavy with worry.

I placed a hand over his cheek, softly rubbing my thumb against it.

"Talk to me. Did you have another nightmare?"

He slowly nods.

You see, Caleb was a man whose past haunted him. He was a man with eyes that held the weight of countless secrets, their depth a storm of pain and desire. His skin, although chiseled with muscle everywhere, carried the marks of battles fought long ago, both seen and unseen. Every movement of his was deliberate, controlled, as if he’s always a step away from surrendering to the darkness that haunts him.

I found an undeniable allure in his quiet intensity, a magnetic pull that hints at both danger and passion, whispering of the scars that bind him to a past he can’t escape.

He was vulnerable.

And sometimes, he had nights where it felt like the weight over his shoulders was too much; and he needed someone to help him bear the weight - causing him nightmares and anxiety.

He was a man that required to be taken care of. And that's, where I came in..

"Come here darling," my voice barely audible as I took a seat on the couch next to him and pulled him down on my lap.

Holding him with one arm and stroking his hair with the other.

"It's okay, you're safe. It was just a nightmare." I cooed.

He slowly turned, facing me as I looked down at him.

"Can you do that thing that I like? It helps when you do."

I smiled at him. And with a nod, I started adjusting us in a nursing position on the couch. Laying down as he snuggled up against me, his face against my chest.

I had one rule, and that was for him to be naked at home. So he laid bare against me as I laid down with one of his muscle cut shirts on. And with one swift movement, I moved the shirt to the side, allowing my breast to be fully exposed. The cold air erecting my nipple.

He looked up as if to ask for permission and with a smile and a nod, I granted it.

Gently taking my erected nipple inside his warm mouth as he snuggled up against me while my arm wrapped around him and my fingers played with his hair. Using my other hand to slowly stroke him as he began sucking on my breast.

"You're so precious darling," I praised.

"So strong and unbelievably wonderful."

My soft words began to fill up the air as my hand kept stroking his now hard cock.

"I love you and you're not alone. You'll never be alone. You know that right? You know I'll always be here to take care of you right?"

He nodded. His sweet moans fanning against my breast.

"Yes, mommy."

Like I said, Caleb was a man who required to be taken care of. He entrusted me with his full submission and it was nights like this that I cherished that the most.

He pulled me closer against him. Looking up at me as I adoringly looked down at him. Running my fingers now against his back as soft moans erupted from me as he gently tugged and played with my nipple between his teeth. His hand now between my legs, fingers gliding through my folds - rubbing my wet pussy as precum oozed from his hard cock.

I gently pushed him off me, cleaned it off with one of my fingers and traced it around my nipple.

His cock twitched in my hand.

He hungrily attacked my glistening nipple, cleaning himself off me. Devouring me, causing my back to arch and my moans to get louder.

"Be a good boy and get up Caleb."

He obeyed. Standing straight with his face up. Every muscle of his exposed to my greedy eyes.

I removed his shirt off me, leaving nothing but soft, bare skin to his eyes; watching them roam my small frame as he fought the urge to touch himself.

I walked over to his tall figure, stroking him as I firmly gripped his chin and brought his face down to me.

Softly kissing him. Savoring every inch of his mouth.

"Tell mommy how bad you want to cum," I whispered against his lips.

He whimpered.

"Please, mommy. Please. Make me cum."

The wetness between my legs began to slowly drip.

I loved hearing him beg.

"Say it again darling," I cooed as I began to slowly kneel and take his shaft into my pretty little mouth. Sucking it and teasingly running my tongue up and down against it.

He groaned as he watched me.

"Please mommy. Please, suck my cock and make me cum."

His words were more than enough to fuel my drive. Taking his thick cock into my mouth - I began to suck him off. My head bopping up and down as I used a hand to stroke him and the other to grip his balls.

"Fuck"

His moans were absolutely delicious. I could feel my clit throbbing as my pussy walls clenched at how hot this sight made me.

"You look so good when you beg darling."

"Thank you for making me feel so good mommy."

I took his whole cock into my mouth, holding on to his muscled thighs for support as my drool fell all over his balls and down my chest. He began to fuck my throat as he leaned down and used my head for support.

His breath began to get heavy and shaky as he trembled under me.

I took him out of my mouth as strings of drool formed, falling all over my tits. I rubbed it over them as I then pushed them together and entered his cock between them.

His groaning got louder as his balls tighten and his legs shook.

"Are you close baby?"

"Yes mommy."

His white cheeks begin to get red as sweat dripped down his forehead and chest in such a glorious manner.

Making him look absolutely beautiful right now.

I picked up the pace as his hips began to thrust between my tits now. My mouth sucking his tip as he did.

"Cum for me Caleb. Be a good little slut and cum for me,"

And just on cue, ropes of his cum began to spring all over my tits. His legs shaking as his chest rose up and down in a fast manner and his breath heavy - his orgasm clearly evident all over his face.

"Good boy," I praised.

I brought his cum to my lips, not wanting his sweet nectar to go to waste. Then got up and kissed him, making him taste himself off my lips. Playfully tugging at his bottom lip as I did.

"Thank you, mommy."

"You're welcome my sweet love," I whispered as my hand caressed his cheek, placing one last feather like kiss against his lips.

"I love you, darling."

"I love you too, mommy"

And with that, I began to slowly guide him upstairs. Wanting nothing more than to make him feel safe and loved tonight.

"Sit," I ordered.

He did.

He patiently sat on the bed and waited for me as I went into the bathroom and began to run the water for us.

I pushed him inside and slowly began to hop in after him. Letting the warm water wash his scent off me and his worries off him. The water made him look exceptionally beautiful. I was completely in awe as the water fell over the curves of his muscles.

I traced my fingers over them..

Writing small promises over him.

I pulled him down to me, noses touching each other for a second then turned him around to wash his hair.

I watched his fears slowly go down the drain.

And for the first time in that night, he felt like everything would be okay.