Daddy And Me Book Novels & Stories

Amelia could tell from the child's condition that he would not be able to tell her his home address, so she asked him again, "Do you remember your father's phone number?" The child shook his head again strongly. This time, Amelia became even more worried, and then the child looked at her and said, "Mommy." Amelia was stunned when the child called her "Mommy" The child said again, "You are my mommy, right?" The boy was looking at her with hope. Amelia looked at the innocent child's face and did not answer because the truth would break his heart, and she did not want to break the child's heart, so she reluctantly said, "Yes, I am your mommy."

she giggled, “you’re pretty feisty today, I’m going to cut us up some fruit, want to watch a movie?” I followed her inside, but she walks faster than I do, when I entered, I heard daddy growling and snarling in his office. I wanted to go and hug him, he says my hugs are the best and always calm him down, but then he started yelling but there was no one else there. He was saying something about mates that he didn’t need or want one, but that’s not true and I know it isn’t. Daddy told me about mates, how one day I’ll meet mine and he will love me forever, like the princes’ in my books. I just can’t imagine leaving my daddy for anyone else, he’s so strong, brave, honest and the most handso

"Daddy, please let me come. I'll be a good girl for you." Michele lifted his head from her breast, his eyes meeting hers. The raw hunger in his gaze made her tremble. "You look so fucking beautiful when you beg!" he murmured, his voice dark with satisfaction. His fingers slowed, stroking her inner walls with maddening gentleness. "Tell me who you belong to, babygirl." "You," Anny gasped without hesitation. "I belong to you, daddy." "And Adriano?" The question caught her off guard, but she was too far gone to lie, too consumed by need to pretend.

Am a fuckin daddy to a five year old, this is so unbelievable. Robbie dropped the rest of the papers he was holding and pulled me in for a bro hug. "I can't believe this J, the boy looks exactly like you, am so proud of you." "Robbie," I called him three times just to make sure I wasn't dreaming and his replying to all my calls is what made me believe that I wasn't dreaming. This is real, Am A DADDY! * * * Arla's Pov "Goodbye sweetheart," I kissed my son on the cheek and kissed my mom next.

Kyle tugs her hand, “help me. Daddy is being a big meanie.” "Daddy?"

And i find it hard to comprehend his words as another wave of unbridled pleasure engulfs me "What?" i manage to whispers amidst the pleasure overtaking my entire body. "it's not fair that you're the only comfortable one baby girl" "What do mean?" i croak out. "Can't you tell how uncomfortable daddy is?" he says, thrusting his raging monster cock against my buttocks, i almost bounce off his lap. He's so hard, hot, ready and huge against me. I should be scared but fear is far from me, When i open my mouth to speak i was shocked by the words that comes out of my mouth.

Emma quickly stood up, bowed her head low, and spoke softly, “Father, welcome home.” Damien raised an eyebrow slightly and walked to the dining table, his eyes still fixed on Emma, though his face revealed nothing. May thought her daughter’s slow reaction had displeased Damien, but then she heard him say, “Sit and eat.” Only then did Emma dare to sit down. Perhaps because of her poor impression of him—and the words Hina had said—she couldn’t bring herself to like him. But when she remembered her mother saying that this man would give them a life of wealth and even let her go to school, her fear eased just a little.

Charlotte's POV When I saw the relieved smile on my father's face, my chest tightened for some reason. All these years, my love for Layson had brought him a lot of gossip, yet he never blamed me. After dinner, my father and Carlson went to the study together. I didn't know what they discussed. It was half an hour later when Carlson emerged. He said goodbye and got ready to leave. Strangely, I didn't want him to leave. It was only our first meeting, and this was an engagement I had never really considered. But when he stood at the door smiling at me, I realized I didn't want him to go.

I longed for a peaceful day, devoid of tension and drama. As I descended the stairs, I couldn't help but wonder what the day had in store. To my surprise, Henry wasn't alone in the living room. My heart leaped with joy when I spotted my father standing there, looking as distinguished and loving as ever. Without a moment's hesitation, I rushed to him, engulfing him in a bear hug. "Daddy!" I exclaimed, feeling an overwhelming surge of affection. "I've missed you." His warm embrace enveloped me, just as I remembered it from my childhood. "I've missed you too, Sophia," he replied, his voice filled with genuine affection.