Daddy And Me Book Novels & Stories

He was the most broken of all of them. Daddy lost his first love and then my Maa because my Dad, Mr. Davish Grey doesn't like him. I didn't help him either because I only thought about my maa and her happiness and her happiness was with Dad. So I chose Dad over Daddy, over my biological father.

I woke up still in their arms, I loved that daddy read me to sleep, I love stories, books, and he's the best story reader ever, he did the voices and everything. I needed to pee badly this morning, but I wasn't allowed to take the diaper off me, I thought maybe I can skip to the bathroom, pee quickly, and pull the diaper back on. But sadly that wasn't a good plan, mommy and daddy both had their hands around me, I was trapped between them, when I tried to squirm out of their hold they both woke up.

Blurb. Daddy’s Dirty Secrets is a collection of stories where temptation never knocks—it walks straight in. Every tale explores the thrill of forbidden attraction, dangerous choices, hidden affairs, and desires too powerful to ignore. Here, love isn’t always innocent, heroes aren’t always good, and the lines between right and wrong blur with every stolen moment. Whether it’s a ruthless billionaire guarding more than his fortune, a mafia king with a dangerous obsession, an alpha who refuses to let go, or strangers whose lives collide at exactly the wrong time, every story offers a new escape into a world where passion and consequences go hand in hand. No two stories are alike, but th

The word is a whisper, a plea, and my stomach clenches so hard I nearly groan. Fuck. Fuck. She said Daddy. Maeve moaned out for me. She was dreaming about me. I knew that she never would have had any kind of fantasies unless I had done that too her. Every single waking hour I could imagine the feel of her breasts under my palms. The way she moaned as I pulled on her nipples. Now I guess she was fantasizing the same thing.

“Let daddy hear how good this cock feels.“ I moaned loud, voice breaking on every thrust. “Daddy—fuck—yes—” “That’s it,” he grunted, spanking my ass hard. The sting made me clench around him tighter. “Call me daddy again. Tell me whose pussy this is.” “Yours daddy—fuck—your pussy—only yours—” He grabbed my hair, yanked my head back so my back arched more. The new angle let him hit deeper, cock bullying that spot inside me relentlessly. I was shaking, thighs trembling, pussy dripping down my legs.

calm? "Sit down, sweetheart," Dad said. I sat, braced for impact. "Alexander told me everything." My father's expression was unreadable. "About the night you met. About the job. About... all of it." "Dad, I'm so sorry. I never meant…" "Let me finish." He held up a hand. "I'm not going to lie. My first reaction was to punch him. He's twenty years older than you. He's my best friend. The situation is complicated."

“Okay, Daddy.” I gave Simon a warm smile. “Come in.” After both girls got settled into bed, I began to talk. “Once upon a time, there was a king named Daddy. King Daddy was a great king. He loved helping people, golfing, and reading all the little children in his kingdom stories. King Daddy had everything that he could ever want except one thing. The only thing that he was missing was a family of his own to love. One night, King Daddy went to a party, where he found a beautiful maiden whom he had known previously. They spent the night talking, and King Daddy knew that he couldn’t live life without her, so he asked the fair maiden to stay with him. She agreed on one condition. He had to go wi

“You can never have too many of a good thing. I would like you to keep it and show… someone in the future how much you deserve because Daddy treated you so good.” “Who is that?” “We don’t know yet.” _______ After a few minutes, I noticed Daddy’s hand was trembling just a little where it rested on the seat. “Daddy… your hand is shaking.” I covered it with both of mine to show him. He let out a slow breath. “This is the most important day of my life. It feels… heavy.” “Don’t worry,” I told him seriously. “You’ll do great, Daddy. Just take a deep breath.”

Anne answers grumpily “ I love you not her Anne .” Harry reassures her . He moves his hands to her tummy . “ Is it a boy or girl ? ” “ It should be a boy as handsome as you are .” Anne replies . “ I'm coming ” Harry said rolling off the bed ,he picks his ringing phone it was Bart . “ Hey Bart ” “ Your father seized the package .” Bart says immediately . “ what ? ”

“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.”