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KISS ME, DADDY
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2026-06-08 05:11:09
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Daddies In My Holes KISS, DEVOUR, POISON
ANGEL With our gazes glued, I reached down and cupped his cock through his sleep pants. Oh. Oh, fuck. He was hard. So hard. Thick and straining against my palm like it was trying to break free. I could feel every inch of him through the thin fabric—the rigid length, the swollen head, the heat radiating off him like a furnace. Daddy’s cock filled my palm and then some, impossibly thick, impossibly hard. I wrapped my fingers around him as best I could through the fabric. Stroked up, slow and firm, feeling him pulse beneath my palm. Feeling him throb with every frantic beat of his heart. And then I pressed my thumb against the head, rubbing in a slow circle. Then I pressed. Hard. He hissed—a sharp, pained sound punched out of his lungs—and his hips jerked forward involuntarily, grinding into my hand. His eyes squeezed shut. His jaw clenched so tight I could see the muscles straining. “There you go, Daddy. Stop fighting it. You want me, don’t you?” I whispered, triumph in my ton
Daddies In My Holes KISS ME, DADDY
ANGELI woke with the urgent need to pee.Again.Pregnancy bladder was a special kind of torture. I couldn’t go more than three hours without my body demanding I empty it immediately.The problem was Daddy. His arm was wrapped around me so tight, his body curved around mine like a cage. His hand was splayed across my belly—even in sleep. I could feel him behind me, his groin pressed against my ass through the thin fabric of his sleep pants. Twitching slightly, like even his cock was dreaming about me.The thought made me smile. I thought about grinding back against him, to wake him up the fun way and feel that thick length slide between my thighs until he was groaning my name into my hair.But my bladder had other plans.This baby and my stupid bladder was cockblocking me from the inside.I extracted myself from Vincent’s arms carefully, trying not to wake him. His grip tightened reflexively, a low possessive sound rumbling from his chest like a warning—but I managed to slip free.I
Daddies In My Holes PLAY WITH ME II
ANGELVincent’s eyes dropped to my chest.Just for a second. Just a flicker.But I caught it.There you are, Daddy. There’s that hungry look I’ve been waiting for.“They’re so swollen,” I continued, cupping my breasts through my shirt like I was assessing the damage. Lifting them slightly. Pushing them together. Drawing attention to exactly where I wanted it.I made sure to move slowly, ensuring he could see every detail—the way my fingers sank into the soft flesh, the way my nipples hardened beneath my palms, straining against the thin fabric of my tank top. No bra underneath. There was nothing between his eyes and my body except a flimsy scrap of cotton.“Is this normal? The pregnancy books didn’t say anything about them getting this big.”Daddy’s grip on the book tightened. I watched his breathing shallow.That’s it. Keep looking, Daddy. Keep wanting.“It’s… normal.” His voice came out rougher than usual. Strained. As though he was forcing each word through gravel. “Your body is p
Daddies In My Holes PLAY WITH ME I
ANGELWe existed in the same routine for the next few days.A routine where Daddy and I shared a bed, ate meals together, completely in each other’s space—but yet, we were tiptoeing around the edges of the awareness that burned between us.Even if we didn’t talk about it, I could feel it.The tension.It thickened with each passing hour, filling the air between us until every breath felt heavy. Until I could practically taste the want radiating off him like heat from a furnace.Vincent watched me.These were hungry looks. Possessive. Consuming.His eyes followed me across rooms like dark shadows. They lingered on my face, my lips. They dropped to my belly and stayed there, darkening with something that looked like satisfaction. Ownership. Claim.I caught him doing it constantly.Obsessively.Every single day.And I loved it.There was something deeply satisfying about being watched like that. About knowing that Daddy—the man who controlled empires, who made grown men tremble with a gl
Daddies In My Holes BEGIN AGAIN
ANGELThe mansion looked exactly the way it did before I left.But it felt different.Or maybe I was different.Vincent carried me through the front doors despite my protests and didn’t set me down until we reached his bedroom.“Rest,” he said, lowering me onto the bed like I was made of porcelain. “I need to handle some things. I’ll be in my study.”His study was just the next door.“What things?”“Business stuff.” He pressed a kiss to my forehead, his lips warm against my skin, “It’s just a few calls. Nothing you need to worry about.”He left. I looked around Daddy’s room. The massive bed with its dark sheets. The heavy curtains blocking out the late evening sun. It sort of felt like a dream, all those times I dreamt about being back here, surrounded by the familiar scent of Daddy’s cologne soaked into every surface.I snooped around a bit, I just wanted to see what Daddy had been up to while I’d been away. My things were still here. My pajamas in his wardrobe, folded neatly on t
Daddies In My Holes LIES THE DEVIL TELL
ANGEL Standing behind me. Daniel. His grey eyes bright with amusement. Blood on the suit he’d worn for our wedding. Bullet holes that should have killed him, that did kill him, that couldn’t have killed him because he was here. That smile. That unhinged, crazy smile that said he knew something I didn’t. “Miss me, Angel?” I spun around. Nothing. Empty bathroom. Marble tiles gleaming under the bright lights. No one there. My breath was coming too fast, too shallow, black spots dancing at the edges of my vision. I blinked hard and inhaled deeply, filling my lungs with air that tasted like antiseptic and soap. Snap out of it, Angel! I slapped my cheek twice. Hard enough to sting. He’s not real. He’s not real. He’s dead. Vincent killed him. I watched him die. I turned back to the mirror. He was still there. Closer now. Right behind my shoulder. His lips near my ear, close enough that I could have sworn I felt his breath. “I told you I’d always come back.” His voice was a
Daddies In My Holes The Monster I was
VINCENT The next morning, I prepared breakfast, grateful for the routine. The eggs were scrambled exactly how she used to like them. The toast cut diagonally. Fresh fruit arranged on the plate. A glass of milk because she needed the calcium. Normal things that a father would do for his daughter.
Última actualización : 2026-03-29Daddies In My Holes Sweet Candy
ANGELEverywhere we went, Vincent’s eyes followed me. Too close. Dark and watchful. It was almost like he was expecting me to do something crazy at any given moment.Maybe I would.I’d just wanted to get somewhere I could breathe without feeling his presence in every corner. But he wasn’t even a
Última actualización : 2026-03-29Daddies In My Holes He Didn’t Break
ANGEL“You won’t do it,” I challenged, sitting up slowly. My shirt had ridden up, exposing the strip of stomach above my shorts. I didn’t fix it. “You’re not like Daddy.”I was using Daniel’s ghost like a blade. “Daddy wouldn’t give warnings like you, he’d have already spread me open with his bare
Última actualización : 2026-03-29Daddies In My Holes Sweet Candy II
ANGEL “No.” I pulled the bag closer to my body, glaring at him even as panic spread through me. How did he know? He moved in a rapid blur, yanking it from my grip with a strength that made mine very weak in comparison. I screamed and lunged for it, trying to grab it back, but his arms were long
Última actualización : 2026-03-29
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