Daddy Jungkook Novels & Stories

I'm not surprised anymore. "Oh you two are here!" An old man with his elegant black suit that was fitted perfectly along with a long trench coat, greeted. His chunky eyewear added at least two points to his outfit. Under the clear glasses, I could see resemblance of Jeonghan's eyes. He is Kloper Yoon, HongYoonChoi's second leader and Jeonghan's father.

" He corrected the kid. The little boy blinked his huge eyes. " Then what should I call you?" " You should call me daddy." With a deep voice, avoid of any doubt, he answered. The little boy widened his eyes. A pair of huge eyes stared fixedly at Gong Yexiao. Which were filled with pleasant surprise. " You're my daddy? You're really my daddy?" Gong Yexiao returned the little boy's stare with a deep, penetrating look of his own and replied with absolute certainly. " Yes, I'm your father and you're my son."

Niccy said. Everyone stared. Alec coughed lightly. "How?" She cringed her head, her lips curling up playfully. "Daddy is a rich CEO." They all bursted out laughing, and for the first time in ever, Niccy laughed along, this time, her lips didn't twitch upward, she didn't smile half brightly, she smiled, rather brightly, her dimple coming in place. She could see it. The future, it reeked of brightness, and oh. They all couldn't wait to see what the future awaits.

“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.”

I can see something sparked in his eyes and suddenly he grinned widely. "What a beautiful young lady! Can I marry you?" He asked me smiling as if no one was surprised by his question. What? Did I hear right? Huh? WELL! Over my dead body! Is this old man going crazy? Can he see himself? How does he feel, he is Jungkook to thrill me with what he said. "Hey, dad, just relax. I'm your grandson." I promise to be calm here. But pucha, I was horrified by that idea. It didn't even happen in a dream.

"Beg for my tongue, kitten. Tell me how bad you need it lapping your juices." “Please... lick me, daddy. I need your mouth on my pussy, sucking my clit." Her hands reached for him, but he pinned her wrists above her head with one hand, the other spreading her folds wide, exposing her fully to his gaze. "Look at that, dripping for your daddy."

I think I am a terrible father… “Mummy, why is the bad guy eating with us?” The boy suddenly asked. “Who is the bad guy? There is no bad guy here?” Katalina almost choked at his words, then scoffed at him. “He is the bad guy!” David pointed at me. “He made Mummy cry. He is a bad guy. He is not my Daddy. I want Uncle Hoseok to be my Daddy.” Stung, I raised my eyebrows at Katalina, wondering why my son would take a fancy to Hoseok to the point of wanting him as a Daddy.

STEPHANIE'S POV Looking at the two men standing at the door, I could see a striking resemblance between the father and son; both were tall, broad, and extremely attractive. It's obvious that Diamond inherited all of his father's good looks, except for the alluring grey almond eyes his father has. Instead, Diamond has bright green-hooded eyes that make him extremely attractive and perfectly complement his muscular features.

That man could melt your panties right off. I’m not going to lie; I have had some serious dreams about his daddy. I daren’t tell anyone because you know he’s my ex’s daddy and all of that, and he is much older. Of course he would be, Dylan told me he was just seventeen when Dylan was born so that would make him thirty-seven to my twenty years of age. Anyway, I need to message Dylan back and get my shit together. We have a study date. I don’t want to be stuck in a hell hole like this forever.

“Every time I touched myself—I thought about your cock. About you pulling it out of her covered in cum and making me suck it clean. About you fucking me instead—” He groaned against my tit, the sound vibrating through me. His fingers slammed deeper. I fucked myself on them harder, hips rolling in desperate circles. “Uncle, I’ve wanted this for so long.” “It’s Daddy to you, princess,” he corrected darkly, lifting his head just enough to look at me. “While I’m touching you, while I’m inside you. Say nothing but Daddy.” “Daddy,” I murmured under my breath, testing the word in my mouth, rolled it around my tongue and found it sent a lick of fire through my gut.