Novel & Cerita Daddy Daughter Romance

“Do not stare at me like that Daddy… please…. Please fuck me.” Dante groaned and his eyes suddenly turned darker with so many wants, this woman completed him. She pushes all his worries away, whenever she is with him. His nose sniffed her scent and he whispered into her ear. “How wet are you for daddy.” “Why don't you see for yourself.” her breathless whisper came out in a compel and his fingers sneaked their way to her pussy, her wetness was in excess, and this time she had clothed all her undies with her wetness.

I looked up at him, eyes wide and innocent even as my fingers stroked slowly along his growing length. “Nothing… Just curious.” “About what?” His voice was strained. “About your cock, Daddy.” His grip on my wrist tightened, but he didn’t pull my hand away. His breathing grew heavier, chest rising and falling as conflict and hunger warred across his face. “I’ve loved you forever,” I whispered, voice shaking with raw need. “And not just like a daughter. No one else can give me what I want. Only you, Daddy.” “You don’t know what you’re saying, baby girl. This is wrong. So fucking wrong.”

I wasn't sure how I felt about that, but I couldn't deny the fact that every aspect of the father and daughter's steamy relationship was tweaking my hormones and making me incredibly horny. Another story I found was about a father who had taken something like a Viagra and then had an erection that was too strong. So his daughter ended up stepping in to help relieve him. That story was over the top sexy. She had to make him cum three times before he finally got soft! That story nearly made me have an orgasm just by reading it, without even touching myself. As I said, my father could write like a master!

"Yes, Daddy." She rolls the word daddy off the tip of her tongue, her voice dripping with lust as I shove my hand down her thong and push my thick fingers inside her drenched pussy. Hearing her call me Daddy has always done something to me, and I can't quite explain it. It never was a thing I was into, even when I became a Dom. Still, I made my subs call me daddy, but none of them made me feel the way that Myla does when she calls me daddy. It's different when she says it, and I never want her to stop. She buries her face in my chest as my fingers play with her pussy, using her slick arousal to piston in and out of her with ease, sinking her teeth into my skin as she bites through my shirt.

daddy defends me, hiding me completely behind him. "Baby or not, she made hell shake, again," he says trying to get toward me, but I kept on hiding behind him, my face planted into his back, not letting go anytime soon. "She's being trained, I assure you, sir, her alliance lies with you," daddy says. "Trained, true, but instead of moving the apple like a witch her age, she moved you along the apple," Lucifer says, is he mad, I won't do it again, never.

After I spoke, my father seemed momentarily taken aback on the other end of the line, then his tone turned excited. "My darling, you've finally come round. In Silvermoon City, you can study and explore, and you can even look for a partner. I've already contacted Carlson Bennett from the Blazing Sun pack. He has a strong bloodline and is about your age, and you'll both attend the same academy. "Charlotte, it's not wrong to want romance. But the right person matters. Give yourself a new chance." Hearing my father's words made my tears flow again. In my past life, he had also tried to persuade me, but I wouldn't listen. In the end, I wasted my life away.

I usually wake up with his tongue or his fingers inside me—an incredible morning wake up, if I do say so myself. “Well, if you insist, Daddy,” I moan, closing my eyes as he chuckles. “I do, Angel. Let me make you feel good, let me love you.” I sigh in happiness, letting him do whatever he wants to me… After all, I’m just daddy’s angel. Hello my lovely readers, this is the end of Kylie and Jesse her sexy silver daddy story. And I'm very grateful for y'all reading to this point. But as the title implied Daddies Do It Better: Forbidden Desires Duet.

“This cunt is mine. Say it, Elena. Call me Daddy while you leak all over my hand like a filthy girl.” She was so close, right on the edge again. He slowed once more, torturing her. “Fuck… Daddy,” she finally whispered, cheeks burning. Damon’s eyes flashed with pure hunger. “Louder.” “Daddy!” she cried out, grinding shamelessly on his fingers. “Please, Daddy, let me cum. I need it so bad.” “Good girl,” he praised, voice rough. He slammed his fingers harder, curling them perfectly. “That’s my dirty little assistant. Calling your boss Daddy while he fingers your sloppy cunt in front of the whole city.”

Chapter Four The rhythm of the affair had become the only reliable constant in the house, and every departure of my mother’s car from the driveway sent the same immediate current through my body. I tracked her shifts with the same quiet precision Daniel did, and the moment the engine faded, the waiting began. Sometimes he found me within minutes. Sometimes the delay stretched until the need had grown so sharp that I paced the hallway outside the guest room with my pulse already heavy between my legs. Either way, the lock turning behind us sealed the rest of the world out and left only the heat of his skin and the heavy stretch of him filling me until there was nothing else.

He drove us home. He dropped me onto the bed. A wide grin appeared across his lips. He quickly undressed himself, I watched as his dick fell out of his underwear. That big guy was making me smile in my head. " You did a great job by making sure we weren't caught." He breathed, Crawling into the bed, he leaned forward landing his soft lips against mine. I felt a tiny shock wave rushed down my spine, a wave of adrenaline surged through me. "Appreciate me, daddy." I moaned, breaking the kiss.