Am I Daddy Novels & Stories

I wrapped my arms around his neck, leaving a deep red hickey on his throat. ‎"You're mine..." I whispered softly against his jaw before my eyes fluttered shut, drifting off to sleep in his arms. ‎The next morning, we were in the hotel lobby waiting for our private car to take us to the airport, knowing my father had already been discharged. ‎Suddenly, my phone chimed with a text from Christie. ‎Maya, I couldn't reach my dad on his phone. Please tell him I saw my mom sneaking into his suite while you guys were away... and she was holding a brass key. ‎ ‎ ‎

"Excuse me, I gotta go." Their visions followed Gianna until she successfully left the apartment. Alastar's heavy sigh could be heard after. "I'm really sorry for not telling you... I was supposed to call a janitor to deal with the mess but I forgot," Alastar stepped closer and hugged her tight. "You do know that it's my birthday tomorrow, right?" "Yeah... I'm busy preparing all day for it." Catherine sighed and hugged him back.

Standing firm and unmovable, I held her arms tightly, making every attempt she made to move futile. “You really are a stubborn little thing, aren’t you?” I mocked before I continued. “But don’t try to tame me or you might regret it,” I added, and she began to sob. I was surprised by her sudden change of emotion. Does she want to make me feel guilty or what? "Please, Daddy, please let me go," Stephanie pleaded, the word unexpectedly sending a strange sensation through me. She had never called me "Daddy" before, and hearing it from her somewhat turned me on and made my dick stand out at full attention, painfully straining my pants.

“What do you think I'm trying to do, daddy?” “Daddy?” She was definitely trying to make me go crazy right now. “Sirena…” “I love how you say my name. It sounds like a prayer. Like a plea.” He was her father's best friend. Her forbidden night. And the biggest lie of her life. Maria has just landed her dream promotion which was supposed to be the start of everything she has worked for. Heartbroken and humiliated by a devastating betrayal, she seeks comfort in the arms of a stranger for just one reckless night, only for him to reappear the next day as her father's best friend and shockingly as her company’s CEO. Petyr is older, powerful and everything Maria should run from but fate k

"Hey. Come here, Yohan, Amy." "Daddy, are you okay?" Amy asked. She’s so cute and I can’t explain but my heart melts whenever she calls me daddy. It might be because, according to Crista, I’ve always been protective of Amy the most. "I'm fine, baby. Daddy's head hurts a bit. Did you two play? Where's Violet?" I asked them.

"Daddy, please let me come. I'll be a good girl for you." Michele lifted his head from her breast, his eyes meeting hers. The raw hunger in his gaze made her tremble. "You look so fucking beautiful when you beg!" he murmured, his voice dark with satisfaction. His fingers slowed, stroking her inner walls with maddening gentleness. "Tell me who you belong to, babygirl." "You," Anny gasped without hesitation. "I belong to you, daddy." "And Adriano?" The question caught her off guard, but she was too far gone to lie, too consumed by need to pretend.

"I'm sorry, Daddy. But you have to listen to me. I can't hold on anymore. My heart stopped beating just now. You know how people faint in movies and never wake up? I think that's what is about to happen to me. The pain is too much. My belly also feels like it's about to burst. "I know that I'm only five years old, but I am happy that you are my daddy. I love you. Tell my mommy that I love her too. I know she can't come to see me because she's in prison. I saw it on TV. You are the best daddy in the whole world."

"I hate how work kept me from going. But, you have me now. I'm all yours, Daddy." "I sure do, fuck. What am I going to do with you?" "Before you claim every inch of me, Daddy, I would like to claim your cock first." "Oh, baby. Mmm, Daddy would love that very much, but I would like to claim you first because Daddy misses you the most."

She took a deep breath, trying to find the right words to comfort him. Tommy looked up at his mother with those innocent, curious eyes. "Mommy, why d-don't I have a daddy like my f-friends at school? Where is he? Why is he always not around?” Amaya gently brushed a strand of hair away from Tommy's face, her voice soft and reassuring. "Oh, sweetheart, I know it's natural to wonder about your daddy. But he is always busy. He was a very special person, and he loved you very much. But sometimes, life doesn't go as we plan."

Something deep and dark and forbidden. It felt right to call Jay Daddy. I don’t know where this is coming from. It's not like I have deep-seated daddy issues, but Jay is my daddy. The man who takes care of me. The man I want to run to when there's a storm. The man who gets me so hot and bothered I’m tossing and turning and aching all night. And he liked me calling him daddy as much as I did. There was this animalistic look in his eye—like he couldn't control himself.