Novel & Cerita Dad Daughter Romance Books

To my new readers, if you want to read my other stories, below are all my books on Goodnovel: Lucas' Story: Gone Too Long, The CEO Becomes A World-Class Doting Husband The Wright Family Series: Mommy, Where Is Daddy? The Forsaken Daughter's Return (*) Flash Marriage: A Billionaire For A Rebound I Kissed A CEO And He Liked It (*) The Devil's Love For The Heiress I Fell For A Boy His Daddy Was A Bonus (*) I placed an (*) on the books with the most reads or my bestsellers. Each book is a standalone. You can skip any books as you see fit.

He stepped over to the velvet chair she had just vacated, sinking into it and spreading his thick legs wide to display his heavy, throbbing cock, which was already leaking pre-cum from the sheer stimulation of tasting her. "Time to return the favor to daddy," he smirked, his eyes darkening with a raw, demanding lust. Reid watched her, his mind spinning. Inker was never like this. His wife was proper, quiet, and reserved in the bedroom…completely vanilla. How was it possible that Gigi and Inker were blood sisters, yet Gigi was infinitely more exciting, filthy, and uninhibited than his wife could ever dream of being? Gigi turned, a predatory smile spreading across her beautiful face.

The title made to look as if it was written in lipstick was "Daddy likes it rough!" Ever since Michelle had showed me a book she'd found in her mother's closet entitled "Daddy's good girl" I'd been obsessed with not only daddy daughter fantasies, but most of that book the fathers had been rough on their naughty little girls and I had cum multiple times to every story. I had never thought of rough demeaning sex, but those bad girls being taken like that had me dying to be one! Michelle had been appalled, maybe because it was her mother's and tossed it into the trash. When she left the room to go to the bathroom, I'd snuck it home with me and been hooked ever since.

I arched into her without thinking, chasing the pleasure, the heat, the proof that this was real and destructive and how badly I still wanted it. I whimpered into the kiss, relishing her tongue, her taste. When we finally broke apart, our foreheads pressed together, drawing the same, panting, wanting, terrified. **** The second the front door slammed behind us we were on each other, mouths fused, stumbling toward the stairs. Then the living-room lamp flicked on. Dad was standing with a glass of water in his hand and my mom behind him. Jade froze mid-step, immediately pulling away. “Dad? What are you doing here?”

Show me how desperate you’d get for me. Heat flooded my cheeks—and lower. God, I hated how much his words got to me. I was Riley Bennett, twenty-year-old college junior by day, pretending to be the perfect stepdaughter to my mom’s ridiculously hot tech-mogul husband. But at night? I was “LilaLust,” the cam girl who made bank letting strangers watch me fall apart.

I bit my bottom lip, shrugging. "What kind of books do you mean? There are motivational books, novels..." I trailed off, listing various genres. Colby rubbed his face, frustration etched on his features. "The book I'm talking about is...dark. Dark romance." I cocked my head, signing, "I do read that. Why? What's wrong?" Colby's eyes seemed to bore into mine. "Then you might know...have you ever had any fantasies? Like, reading them, did you ever imagine..." He trailed off, his gaze intense.

She watched him on the nights when the grief would sneak up on Esme. Spencer would move with a heartbreaking tenderness, gathering his small daughter into his arms. He would rock her, his deep voice a soft rumble singing off-key lullabies or reciting stories from memory, pouring every ounce of love from two parents into one embrace. She knew her place or so she constantly reminded herself. She tried to guard her heart, to remind herself of the contract she’d signed. She was the nanny, a 23 year old girl from a nowhere town, foolish enough to fall for a man who still wore his wedding band on a chain beneath his shirt.

he interrupted. “Stop following me Jax,” I commanded establishing my authority changing the conversation because at the end of the day he was just a massive fan of mine. “No, I want recommendations on books, preferably the slow burns with two people trying to fight their connection when they were soulmates from the moment they met but they were blind.” I know what he was doing. He was trying to describe our romance but ours was a tragedy, not a romance in my books anyway. I huffed annoyed and played his game, by saying “I would recommend Birthday Girl by Penelo-“

Also Read my other books here: The Bad Boy's Problem (Teen Romance) The Debt Collector (Erotic Romance and sequel to The Bad Boy's problem) The Unwanted Bride (Erotic Romance and sequel to The Debt Collector) My Boss is Clueless (Romantic comedy) Trapped by the Badboy Billionaire (Romantic Comedy and book two of My Boss is Clueless) The CEO's Serious Pursuit (Romantic Comedy and book 3 of My Boss is Clueless) A Chaotic Flower (Romantic Mystery) Conuering the Bad Boy (Teen Romance) The Ugly One (Romantic Comedy) Stalking Aaron (Contemporary Romance and the sequel of The Ugly One) Excuse Me, I Quit! (Teen Romance)

“This is too risky. Our parents are right down the hall.” Her words said one thing, but her body betrayed her. I could see the rapid rise and fall of her chest, the way her nipples pressed against the delicate fabric. I approached the bed slowly, my heart pounding with anticipation and the thrill of the taboo. She was my stepsister, the daughter of my father’s new wife, yet in this moment, none of that mattered. The forbidden nature of it only intensified the fire burning inside me.