Daddy Fantasy World Restaurant Novels & Stories

He casually said, and I found myself squealing inwardly with elation. Benjamin was already planning our future dates and we had barely even spent thirty minutes on our first dates. This man was just too incredible. “As for the main dish, th-” “Choose for me, daddy. I always trust your judgement,” I said. “Well in that case, let's order what I usually get whenever I visit an Italian restaurant,” He replied, “Will you choose dessert then?” “Do that for me, daddy. Please,” I blinked, maximizing my adorable sexiness, as Benjamin usually called it.

Angel? "No, please." My shaky legs dropped down to wrap around his waist. "Please keep fucking me," I cried out. "Please fuck me, Daddy." He resumed pounding into me, his hands cradling my face as I cried for both the pain and the pleasure. I wrapped my arms around him, clawing his back with each harsh thrust. "You're taking me so well, angel." He brushed my wet curls away from my face, kissing me all over my face. "You feel so fucking good, taking Daddy's cock. Daddy's close," he captured my quivering lips in a gentle kiss. "Daddy's so fucking close, baby. "Come with me." My head swam as I sobbed quietly, Daddy swallowing my tear-filled moans. "You're going to cum with Daddy?" he whispered

He bought food from the Japanese restaurant, sushi, sashimi, tempura, and yakitori. When Keatton was at the door, he saw the same skele type of emblem at the door again. There are questions in his head. So, as he twists the doorknob open, he saw his Daddy, Damon wearing his eyeglasses as he seriously read and typed at the computer. Keatton looked at his wrist. It is past two in the afternoon, and yet Damon hasn’t had eaten yet.

“For… all of you. Inside me.” Grant’s hand tightened gently on her leg. Marcus’s foot massage stopped. Cole kissed her forehead. “We have been waiting for you to say that.” “But,” she continued, voice small, “I don’t want to choose one first. I want all my Daddies.” Marcus spoke first—deep, reassuring. “Then we will make it special. Together.” They came up with “Daddy dates.” Individual time with each Daddy—full days or evenings tailored to his personality and their bond.

He ruffled my hair like I was still a little kid and headed to the kitchen to grab a beer, whistling happily. I went back upstairs, my mind racing. Tomorrow afternoon. Dad would be home, his boss is visiting. That meant I probably wouldn’t be able to do any calls or filming… but at least Dad was in a great mood. Maybe this promotion would make him a little less strict eventually. I picked up my phone and saw a new W******p message from HotFantasy88. **HotFantasy88:** Account back up? Good girl. I can’t stop thinking about how that tight ass took that dildo. We’re definitely meeting soon, baby.

"Thanks, Jim. Set us up again and give us a couple more of those cherries. Jennifer wants to give them a special treatment. Don't you Jennifer?" "Yes, master." "From now on, you will call me 'Daddy', slave. Is that clear?" "Yes, Daddy." "Are you getting wet thinking about how nice it will feel to have my thick cock sunk deep within your virginal pussy?" "Yes, Daddy." "Would you like for me to give you to Jim after I finish fucking you?" "Yes, Daddy." "Jennifer, let those men watch you take those cherries from your pussy and give them to Jim.

Cursing under his breath, he quickly closed his laptop and tucked his still aching member away. He scooted his chair in further, hoping to hide his arousal under his desk. “Come in.” Christina opened the door and smiled at him. “So I was thinking that we could order food that way it’s here when your father gets home,” she suggested. “There’s actually a great restaurant that I love and you can order online.” It happened almost in slow motion and before Declan could stop her, Christina had walked over to his desk and opened his laptop with the

"The main one, Liora, just told me they wanted to avoid the wrong kind of attention because they are starting a new business. They were very smart about it." "A business?" Damien asked, his interest growing even more. "What kind of project would an entire pack of disciplined wolves start in the middle of a human city?" "By the way, I was even invited to their new restaurant," Ella hurried to say, finally remembering the rest of the details. She placed a hand on her jaw as she tried to recollect the exact name. "They called it... um... Fantasy Foods. I'm still trying to figure out if I'll make it or not. They seemed pretty insisting when inviting me to their restaurant. They even promised the

Alec's cheerful voice resounded through the room, and immediately, Nikky bounced towards him, collecting his bag. "Daddy is back," He sanded sweetly, "Did Daddy bring anything for Nikky?" He blinked his eyes. And if there was one thing that Alec had known, even with the ten days he had spent with them. It was that, Natasha was a foodie; hence, Nikky was a foodie. He waved the packet of food from imperial restaurant, brushing Nikky's hair, he handed the nylon to him. "Daddy would never forget to bring Nikky's food."

I slowly remove his fingers from my mouth with a pop sound and his gaze darkens even more!. "You know you are playing with fire Sarah?" And i swallow and try to keep my knees from trembling upon hearing his words. "What....what if I like to....play with fire, Daddy?" I mumble shyly and he lets out a shaky breath. He slowly pulls me into his chest with his big strong muscular arms. His scent drives me crazy and my head starts to spin. "Daddy huh......You sure like to play with fire kitten....because once that fire starts you can't stop it....it will consume you!!" He whispers in my ear while slightly licking my earlobe making me moan softly and he chuckles.