Age Gap Daddy Romance Books Novels & Stories

“It’s more than fine.” “Can I kiss you again, then?” “You’d better.” I smile up at him, loving the way the light catches the gray at his temples. “And you’d better do a lot more than that, Daddy.” “As you wish, baby girl.” The second kiss deepens just enough to make my breath catch, his fingers threading into my hair as one of his thighs nudges between mine. Heat blooms between us, my nipples tightening against the lace of my bra, a damp ache stirring in my pussy that matches the growing hardness I felt pressing insistently against my hip.

I hadn't anticipated seeing him so soon. It was Jake. He sauntered in with an air of confidence, his presence filling the room effortlessly. At six feet tall, his broad shoulders exuded strength, and his piercing blue eyes held a hint of mischief. His sleek, dark hair was tousled just enough to give him that effortlessly sexy look. With a chiseled jawline and a smile that could melt hearts, Jake was the epitome of smoking hot. Any girl would want him inside them. Upon approaching my father, I couldn't help but admire his confident stride and the way his eyes sparkled with warmth. Handing over some sort of document to Dad, he then turned towards me, and my heart skipped a beat at the sight of

There was nothing hesitant in his gaze—only that same heat, that same hunger that had been smoldering between us for far too long. "Mr. Damian..." I whispered, my voice barely a breath. He paused. His eyes lifted to mine—stormy, dark, and completely in control. "Try again," he said, his eyes darkening more. My lips parted, trembling. "Mr. Damian..." A small, wicked smile curved his mouth. "No, sweetheart." His hands gripped my thighs tighter. "It's Daddy. Call me Daddy." My breath caught. There was something dangerous in the way he said it, something that made every nerve in my body snap to life.

“It means I’m a man trying to do right by my oldest friend. Marcus pulled me out of a dark place after my divorce. I can’t betray that. You’re young, restless, testing limits because you’re stuck here. That’s all.” I shook my head, stepping even closer so our bodies almost touched. “That’s not all. I see how you look at me. Like you want to throw me over your shoulder and forget the rules. I want that too. Not safe. Not boring. I want you to stop holding back so much. Just for a minute. Touch my face. Tell me I’m pretty in your shirt. Or hell, spank me for being a brat. Like in those movies. I’m really good at testing, Daddy, and I think you like it even if you won’t say it.” His nostrils fl

CONTENT WARNING: Age gap "daddy" kink with spanking tease, public-ish exposure, and light D/s commands; denial frustration builds to discipline play. If authority age play or voyeur edges feel off, ring the doorbell and bail. CHAPTER ONE Daddy! Oh God, fuck me, Daddy! I yank my pillow over my head, but it does nothing to hide the noises from next door. The walls are thin in this building. It's after midnight, and an unprecedented series of moans and groans have been spilling from my neighbor James's apartment. Now that we're into the wee hours, the dirty talk is kicking into high gear.

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13 - All for Daddy Chelsea My pussy throbbed at his words. “Bunny,” I said, trying not to sound too excited. I had read about spanking in romance books and they made me squirm with arousal. I always wanted to try it but never got the chance. Until now. Getting spanked by a man who was twice my age should have made alarm bells ring in my head, but instead, I was getting hornier. Because I knew he would stop if I wanted to.

I don't care he is still my alpha and, fucking hell, mate. "I can't believe it too. I mean, he is still hot and all, don't get me wrong. Wait, he doesn't even look his age, but he is forty-two! Two decades older than we are." Eva said in my head trying to sound angry, but she was excited, I know that. "Stop leaping your tail if you want time to believe you are mad at him." I grunt, holding my face deep between my knees when I felt him start moving towards me.

"So what? I only married you because of my grandmother. And looking at it, we're not on the same level, be it age, class, or status! You're just an eighteen-year-old country girl." ………… "I'm 26 and you're just 18, eight years age gap isn't a joke. The fact that we're married doesn't give you the right to call me by my name. Didn't your parents teach you about respecting your elders?" "How should I address you then?" "Just call me sir. I don't ever want to hear Greg from that tiny mouth of yours." " You just spoiled my mood this early morning." I quickly went into my bedroom and changed into formal clothes. Took my briefcase and left. On my way to the door, I heard her say something stupid.

, her heart pounded strongly, as if it could jump out of her chest at any time. His eyes were exceptionally attractive like it was full of water, sparkling and deep. His forehead and his temples were all serene without a single disturbance, it was this exact peace and calmness that caused her heart to flutter. The next moment, there was hardly a tiny gap between their lips. Liam's gaze wrapping around hers and holding it, he pushed back the strands of her hair from her forehead, held her face in his hands, and shut his eyes. Daniella had also shut her eyes, sneaking her hand to his manhood, she wanted this so badly and she was pleased to see the longing in her dad's eyes too. Just as she par