Novel & Cerita Daddy And Babygirl Bedtime Stories

Then he lifts me out, dries me with the fluffiest towel I have ever felt, and carries me to the nursery. He dresses me in the softest pastel footie pajamas—unicorns and stars—zips me up, then sits in the rocking chair with me in his lap. Reads me a bedtime story from a picture book about a lost kitten finding home. His deep voice rumbles through me, lulling me until my eyes are heavy. But I am not ready to sleep yet. I shift in his lap, feeling him harden under me. “Daddy,” I whisper, nuzzling his neck. “I want you again.”

Daisie asked for a hug, deliberately interrupting Rowena’s sentence. Nolan crouched down and picked her up. “You’ve gotten sleepy so soon?” “Well… Mommy said that children have to go to bed and wake up early so that they can grow up,” Daisie said while rubbing her sleepy eyes. In fact, she was not sleepy at all. She just wanted to stick with her father. Daisie wrapped her arms around his neck and asked coquettishly, “Daddy, can you read us a bedtime story then?”

He said and pouted. I took Dylan and Celine both upstairs to our room. It was 10 p.m. and time for both of them to sleep. I took both of my babies in my arms and told them a story. “There once was a beautiful girl who was ruthlessly avenged for the mistakes she never made. She never knew the reason why she ended up in a cage of a revenge thirsty tyrant. She was then tied in an unbreakable knot with that monster. Neither she nor her soul could do a thing about it. The man with emerald eyes looked like a prince but she knew who he truly was. The girl tried to break this knot by ending her life but she lived for a reason. The only hope she had, the little bundles of joy; their unborn twins. She

The compliment was automatic, the kind of thing a husband was supposed to say. But Isabella's eyes searched my face like she was looking for something she wasn't finding. We put Aria to bed together, following the familiar routine that had become second nature. Bath time with rubber ducks and bubbles that made her giggle. Pajamas decorated with tiny elephants. Three bedtime stories, because one was never enough. "Dada stay," she said when I tried to kiss her goodnight. "Daddy will be here in the morning, baby." "Promise?" The word was a knife to my heart.

And daddy chuckles. “Mommy won’t be angry, and she loves daddy.” He whispers back. And I know she does. Mommy and daddy love each other sooooooo much. Daddy tells me the story about the king that found a girl in the forest and saved her. And I fall asleep thinking maybe it’s the daddy that saved mommy. -

Isabella managed to mutter in between her moans. “Yes, babygirl. Cum. Cum for daddy. Fill your daddy’s mouth with your sweet cum.” His muffled voice came and his movement became more ferocious and within seconds she came, filling his mouth wholly. He drank her each and every drop of cum and finally hovered her, aligning his dick on her hole. “Ready to be filled by daddy again, babygirl?” “Ye… Yes, daddy.” Isabella replied, breathing heavily.

I knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead at school, I had Daddy by my side to help me through anything. When we got home, I couldn’t wait to introduce Gigi to my other stuffed animals and have her join our tea parties. We had dinner and daddy read me a bedtime story until we both fell asleep together in my bed “Goodnight, Daddy,” I whispered, clutching Gigi and Mr Oopa tightly. “Goodnight, baby girl. Sweet dreams,” Daddy replied, his voice soft and comforting as he kissed me goodnight. I closed my eyes, smiling as I drifted off.

They nodded in unison, then Maria asked, “And then?” “Umm, then I would give you both a bubble bath… I guess.” He told them looking at their faces with love. “And then?” this time it was Merissa. “Then daddy would tuck you two safely in bed.” ’And then’ was his daughters’ favorite game. They could go on playing it the whole day. “And then?” Maria again yawned while asking. “Then daddy would tell you a bedtime story!” Abigail had wanted to have a day to herself. So he took the duty gladly to be with them.

He says and gives me a passionate kiss. I even run out of breath and forget about the venomous bitch who came to insult me. I lie down on the bed and Oliver sits next to me to talk to the babies. “Hi foursome, it's me, daddy... are you playing in there? Dad is going to tell a story, which one do you want to hear today? In?" He says and I melt all over. Every day he tells some story to the babies and I get all silly, Oliver is sweet and he's already the best father in the world.

Asher giggle happily. "Yay!! Can I play with Baby daddy please please!" Asher pleaded. Aaron cooed and picked him up in his arms. "Of course Baby but not with toys and colour pencils, she's still so tiny to be around them" Aaron says. "Can I tell Baby my bedtime stories?" Asher asked after a minute of thinking how he'll play with the girl Baby. "Yess she'll surely like it!" Aaron says making the little boy happy and giggly.