Age Gap Daddy Romance Books Novels & Stories

"Your tracker brain is right. But your hands are actively fanning the pack fire." "Let the territory burn," I tell his chest. "I think these three volumes should do the trick." "Beginner, intermediate, and advanced mating books. Does your wolf require anything else from the archives?" he asks, his arms folding. I nod my head. "Actually, yes. My wolf desires to browse the explicit romance scrolls." "Lead the trail," he says, following my boots across the wooden floor, carrying all three massive sex texts securely in his large hands.

Once he was buried to the balls he paused letting me adjust then started thrusting hard. The bed creaked under us as he fucked me deep and rough. “Take this cock Ellie. Your Mom’s bed and I am pounding her daughter’s cunt. So fucking dirty.” I cried out with every slam of his hips, my tits bouncing. “Harder Daddy. Claim me. Make me yours.” The age gap made it hotter his experienced strokes hitting spots I did not know existed while my young body squeezed him tight. Sweat slicked our skin as he drove into me again and again.

"She brought out these love letters at Grace's birthday party. Is she trying to provoke her?" "They're 20 years apart. This is practically incest. Charlotte has no shame!" "She's been trying to crawl into the Alpha King's bed since she was a kid by using her father's connections." "Poor Grace..." The chattering was so loud it drowned out the music. On the dance floor, Grace definitely heard what people were saying. She looked up at the images on the big screen, and her face went deathly pale. She trembled from head to toe, tears flooding her eyes.

“Let daddy hear how good this cock feels.“ I moaned loud, voice breaking on every thrust. “Daddy—fuck—yes—” “That’s it,” he grunted, spanking my ass hard. The sting made me clench around him tighter. “Call me daddy again. Tell me whose pussy this is.” “Yours daddy—fuck—your pussy—only yours—” He grabbed my hair, yanked my head back so my back arched more. The new angle let him hit deeper, cock bullying that spot inside me relentlessly. I was shaking, thighs trembling, pussy dripping down my legs.

It is a lure that can pull me in. "No, darling Aleen. You are not my daughter. You are my girl and I am your daddy." Stephane growls low in my ear and my belly turns to jelly. I feel the heat seep to my throbbing cunt, I hate how easy it was for him to rile me up. I don't know if I want to rip him to shreds or his clothes so I could jump him. He makes me mad. So mad. Out of control. All the conflicting emotions come out to play when I am in his arms.

“I’ve tried grounding. I’ve tried every damn parenting book your mother left behind before she jetted off to Europe for another month. None of it works with you.” My heart hammered against my ribs. I could feel the hard ridge of him through his sweatpants, pressing against my stomach. He was hard. For me. The realization sent a bolt of pure want straight between my legs. “So what now, Daddy?” I whispered, voice bratty and breathless all at once. “You gonna put me over your knee like the spoiled brat I am?” His grip tightened on my wrist, almost painful. For a second I thought he’d push me away, tell me to go to my room, pretend this tension didn’t exist.

MAYA It’s hard to believe I’m back here, back into my father’s world after what? Four years? Five? I was seventeen the last time I showed my face in daddy’s mansion. Now, I’m twenty-two years old, with my psychology degree still warm in my trunk, and a pussy that had been aching for one man since I was old enough to know what aching, what wanting meant. Dominic Kane. My father’s best friend. My godfather.

His big, hot body presses down into Sean's soft skin. "Sawyer," Sean groans loudly. "Call me Daddy," Sawyer growls low. His eyes get very dark and full of fire. "Say it for me." "Daddy," Sean whispers. The word feels very strange and wild in his mouth, but it feels right. It belongs to this big boss.

The other on my hip, holding me exactly where he wanted. “Whose naughty girl are you?” he growled. “Yours,” I moaned. “Daddy’s.” He slammed into me harder. “Say it louder.” “I’m Daddy’s naughty girl,” I cried, voice breaking as another orgasm built. He reached around, fingers on my clit, rubbing fast. “Come for Daddy,” he ordered. I did, shattering, screaming, clenching around him so hard he groaned my name. He followed seconds later, deep inside me, pulsing, filling me.

There is a charm about the forbidden that makes it unspeakably desirable, get ready to wet yourselves, dream, desire for more like I did and have fun! Kindly note that FOR DADDY'S EYES ONLY contains absolutely filthy erotic stories that cut across dirty age gap romances, forbidden sexual intercourse, consensual and non-consensual rapey episodes, and hardcore taboo/young adult erotica. If you are not up to eighteen, this book is above your age limit, for mature audience only. Lila Monroe Williams *** BLURB I knew I was betraying my friendship with my best friend, Olivia, but I could not overlook the raging inferno of my own desires as her billionaire uncle, and godfather, Charles Davenport, v