Call Me Daddy Tattoo Novels & Stories

And yet, here I was, lying in bed and sipping hot cocoa. “Twenty more days,” I muttered to myself. A knock came on my door and I sat up. “Come in,” I invited. Dad walked in and I tensed. He hadn’t been here since the second day when he laid his house rules. “What do you want?” I asked, with something of a frown. He didn’t answer. Instead, he dialled a number and placed his phone on his ear. “Yes, that’s why I’m calling,” he said. “I need a favour.”

He was always making my eyes white and dripping my saliva because Daddy Damon was delicious as he fucked my entrance. It wasn't long before Daddy was done getting dressed. I waited downstairs because maybe if I was waiting for him upstairs, my pussy might be ruined and wet again. Daddy has come down. He was really handsome to look at. Dapper. He is a blessing to me in the sky. Not to be flirty but look at Daddy Damon's appearance. Handsome, beefy. And the other thing I adore to him is the beautiful fit on his beard, tanned skin, many tattoos that made him exceedingly attractive. Let's not forget the giant snake hiding in his boxer. It spews out white venom that I also swallow occasionally. "

they were full and tempting, even though they were set in a hard line. "Sorry I'm late, traffic was a mess," his voice came out deep and raspy, sending a literal shiver down Lona’s spine. "It’s fine, Revan! Meet my daughter, Lona." Bella pulled her forward. Lona leaned in, making sure her chest nearly brushed against Revan’s arm as she reached out. she flashed him her sweetest, most dangerous "good girl" smile. "Hi, new Daddy... I'm Lona," she whispered, locking eyes with him. She purposely held his hand a second too long, her thumb grazing his palm in a slow, suggestive stroke.

“Everything okay, Daddy?” I asked, glancing over my shoulder to gaze at him with my dark brown eyes. I moved my hot pussy right over his cock and I could feel the bulge growing in his pants. I knew he could see my little flower tattoo in the middle of my back. My little tramp stamp. I blinked and appeared as innocent as possible as I pleaded, “Please, Daddy?”

“I let you hide out at my place for a while. I didn’t know how bad things had gotten. I really didn’t.” I hear the stuttering wail of a siren in the background. Someone comes into the room and coughs. I hear my father put his hand over the receiver and say something that sounds like, “Give me a minute, for fuck’s sake.” “You’d never done a tattoo like that. Never before and never since,” I prompt impatiently. “That’s right,” he says quickly. “I gave the bastard a tattoo. It was unique in all the world. His drawing, my bodywork.”

“Can you feel Daddy’s cock? Can you feel how hard Daddy’s cock is for you?” Nuella’s nipples poked and her pussy moistened. He was hard for her. Her heart melted and she nodded before giving a reply. “Yes, Daddy. I can feel your hardness coco against my ass.” “Good girl. That was how fucking hard I was when you called your father Daddy, a name that is fucking meant for me.” Nuella swallowed him. She had called her father Daddy? “What is Daddy going to do to me?” Devine grinned, then bit on her earlobe watching her shudder.

" He corrected the kid. The little boy blinked his huge eyes. " Then what should I call you?" " You should call me daddy." With a deep voice, avoid of any doubt, he answered. The little boy widened his eyes. A pair of huge eyes stared fixedly at Gong Yexiao. Which were filled with pleasant surprise. " You're my daddy? You're really my daddy?" Gong Yexiao returned the little boy's stare with a deep, penetrating look of his own and replied with absolute certainly. " Yes, I'm your father and you're my son."

" I don't know. I've never thought about the type of tattoo I'd ever get. My dad was against that. He said it would be stuck on my body forever and what if I hated it later." I swallowed hard thinking about him. He was handsome, even as an old man, and only had a few wrinkles on his face. I was surprised with as much as he dealt that he didn't have more. I looked down at the counter and took a deep breath. "Maybe a butterfly for new beginnings. You know. Something cheesy like that." He nodded. He passed my phone over to me and as I took it, he placed his hand over mine. "I'm sorry about your dad."

I hope he's on the same page as me, because if not, I think my heart will break. I entered the mansion and headed to the staircase when I heard yelling from Daddy’s den. “I don’t care, she needs to be eliminated,” a female voice screamed. “But I want her,” a younger male voice replied. I crept up to the den door and peeked in. The woman was facing Daddy with her back towards me. Then I saw it… on the back of her shoulder. The heart emoji. The same matching tattoo as Daddy. I had to cover my mouth in order to stop from gasping.

Just then I heard my phone buzz. Unknown: I'm outside. It's Dante, btw. :) I unconsciously smiled and made my way downstairs. The main door was open, and Dad's back was blocking my view of Dante. I made my way towards Dad and tapped his shoulder gently. He turned around and smiled at me softly. "You look beautiful, princess." I smiled. "Thank you, Dad." He moved, and I got a full view of Dante, and he looked so handsome. He had a white button-up, and the first two buttons were opened, giving me a bit of a view of his tattooed chest, and he had black slacks on with white sneakers.