Daddy Aesthetic Novels & Stories

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

This position made her seem like a prey being stalked by a predator. Her Daddy looked beautiful. Domineering. Sexy. She didn't know it, but she was turned on. For Madie, all that registered in her body was that she needed him. Everywhere. "Uh-huh" she answered quietly, entranced by the sight in front of her. Her Daddy. "Good." he answered in his deep voice, concentrated. His eyes started to darken as he thought of his next command. Tighter and tighter was his pants on his member, straining.

"Are you my daddy?" ***

Dahil sa kuryosidad ko ay naglakad pa ako papasok hanggang sa maabutan ko ang isang maliit na bagay pero sorbang ganda. Maliit lang kung tutuosin pero ang ganda, modernong moderno ang stilo at paggawa, sobrang ganda rin ng lighting nito. Unti-unti akong lumapit dito at nakita ko ang ilang kalalakihan na nag-iinuman sa labas. Mga lima sila, agad silang napatingin sa akin ng makita ako ng isang Daddy. I mean, he is so fucking sexy.

“Geez, I'm cooking over here. It's so hot out.” Daddy clears his throat, his hand on his round belly like he doesn't know where else to put it without looking awkward. “You should probably put some sun screen on. The last thing you want is end up like a piece of toast.” He grins ear to ear, and I shake my head. Daddy, how the hell do you think you're cheesy humor would ever be attractive to someone like me? I expect better from the guys who want a piece of this ass. “Do you mind, Daddy?” I ask, pointing to a bottle on the small glass table between our chairs.

“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

“I will not call you Daddy. That’s a hard limit. No way.” Oh. An uncomfortable flush of unease washes over me. She won’t call me Daddy. Jesus, I hadn’t even thought about it before I said it. The daddy dom aspect of my personality is such a part of who I am, I forgot some subs hate that.

“You are so huge, daddy.” “Isn’t that what you need?” He smirked and spanked me hard again. I let out a low cry. “You never want me to stop anytime I have it inside of you. You enjoy it, don’t you?” He asked, and when I was slow to respond him, he spanked me harshly one more time. “Yes! Yes! Daddy.” My body shook. “Good girl.” He said with a smile and a soft tap of my cheeks. “You are daddy’s girl.”

Schematics for a competitor's showcase, and a meal ticket into more successful ventures. Sitting before his desk, is a pixie of a man, with skin like mocha and eyes as brown as honey. Deacon Lancaster dons his low-cut curly hair that contrasts the fairness of his brown skin. The epitome of debonair, in his navy-blue jacket over white linen, popover shirt, two buttons loose. A style so casual yet appeals to a more formal approach on menswear. Deacon's petite height and taut muscles fill out the shirt, with incredible symmetry. Highlighting his physical appearance, which pulls attention anywhere he goes.

I gulped, chewing my food slowly but it got stuck in my throat, I knew he could tell I was nervous, and he was intentionally making it worse by looking at me like this. “Angel, how is your college application going?” Daddy broke the silence, his deep raspy voice made me squeeze my legs together. No, I couldn’t be aróused now, not when Daniel was watching me, probably taking in all my reactions. But daddy was just so hot that I felt myself becoming slick with want anyway, his black sleeves rolled neatly to reveal thickly muscled tattooed forearms. Two buttons of his crisp black shirt had been left undone, giving me a brief glimpse of a hairy chest. A chest I wanted to bury my face into.