Calling Him Daddy Novels & Stories

“Can I call you Daddy?” His jaw flexed but he didn't step away, or stop looking at me. “Why would you do that?” I'm not your father.” I didn't let his words move me, instead I became bolder, while my fingers traced the rim of the glass. The cool water from the jug did nothing to lower the heat between my thighs. “Because it feels right,” I said softly, and as innocently as possible. “You’re the father figure in my life now. Calling you Alpha feels distant. I want to call you Daddy when we’re alone.”

His hand was still wrapped around that heavy, veined cock, slowly stroking it as he stared at me. “Yes… I’m sorry, Daddy…” The word slipped out before I could stop it. I called my father-in-law Daddy. Noah’s eyes darkened instantly. A dangerous little smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth. “Daddy?” he repeated, voice low and commanding. “Is that what you want to call me now, Joan?” God, I wanted to scream yes. Yes, Daddy. I wanted to moan it while his cock was buried down my throat. I wanted to cry it while he fucked me senseless behind his son’s back.

I smile triumphantly, as I hear it connect with him and he lets out a small 'Heyy'. "You asked for it Rose…." this makes me curious and a little bit scared. Who knows what the 'Big Bad Daddy' is going to do? My mind freezes as I come to realization. I had called him daddy - though in my mind , it still counts as handing him the title. I begin warning myself , that no matter how big of an verge I have to call him daddy , I SIMPLY WILL NOT!!

I moaned loudly, and then he whispered in my ear— “Call me Daddy.”

What happened to my master and daddy? Why aren't they pounding my ass any longer? I almost start to panic at the sudden emptiness in my pleasure holes when I realize what was going on. . "I don't think she'll be awake for long, but you can say hi to her and then…" That was a dream? All of that didn't happen in real life? But it felt so real. "Da-mr Martinez?" I call as my eyes clear. I almost slipped and called him daddy and damn how would his wife have reacted to that.

"Love, move backwards against the sink so I can raise your legs up." Cal spread my legs and I wrapped them around his waist. His eyes never left mine. That gaze of his, cold, and penetrating, I just wished he could penetrate me so my body could calm the fuck down. Too much anticipation. "From now on, don't call me by my name. Call me daddy," he said. I bit my lower lip. It sounded like we were too mature for that but I liked the name. "Say it!" "Daddy." "Say it!"

he calls my name after taking a deep breath, calming himself, "He pays you a great amount of money to be Scarlett. If he wants you to call him Daddy, you.call.him.Daddy. That's nothing compared to what we've done since the past four weeks." He's right, calling him Daddy is nothing if we were to compare to the hours I've spent learning on how to be Scarlett Monroe.

He pulled me down onto his cock without warning, and I cried out, arms wrapping around his shoulders as he filled me to the hilt. It was slow this time. Deep. He held my gaze as he fucked me, like he wanted to memorize every reaction, every twitch of my body. “You’re not a little girl anymore,” he said. “But you still need someone to take care of you, don’t you?” “Yes, Daddy.” His breath caught. “You like calling me that?” I nodded. “Say it again.” “Please, Daddy.” He kissed me roughly. “Good fucking girl.” — Later, when I was half-asleep on his chest, I heard the ping of a phone.

The boy's eyes widened in great surprise. Grandpa Eliezer rushed to bed, so the boy wouldn't get startled. "Good morning, little one." "Good morning, Grandpa," Caden responded with a smile. He pointed his hand at the guy sleeping beside him. "And who is this man?" he asked innocently. Grandpa Eliezer smiled. "He is your father, your daddy. His name is Callum. From now on, you can call him daddy or dad, okay?" "OK." Caden nodded his head. "Daddy..." he said, poking at Callum's arms repeatedly.

“Good evening, sir.” ‘Mr. Graham?’ ‘Sir?’ The distance in those words didn’t sit right with me. I walked up to them, slowly. “Don’t call me that.” I said. They both went confused. “What should we call you then, sir?” Kayden asked politely. “Call me…” I paused briefly, then finished, “Daddy.” How bad I wanted to hear that word. They looked like they weren't sure they heard correctly. Even Hailey turned her head slightly, watching.