Daddy Jungkook Novels & Stories

I watched mesmerisingly as he pulled his briefs down, letting his cock bounce out. "Urgh" he groaned and I gulped down at the sight of his cock. Hard, veiny and with his precum. I wanted to taste that so I looked up at him and pursed my lips. "You want it? Just one suck is what you are allowed to have" "Thank you daddy" With my both hands clasped to my back, I lowered my mouth and sucked the big head of his cock into my mouth, swirling my tongue over his cock. "Aaarghh!" Daddy suddenly grabbed me and turned me back as if he lost total control.

"No, not yet. You don't get to cum until I do. Kitty, my little girl, we're going to seal our deal simply. If you want me to be your Daddy, and you want to be my little girl, you will give me your virginity." He stood tall. Long ago he had done away with his jacket, and all that remained was that collared shirt that contoured his muscular body so well. "So, my Kitty, do you want to give Daddy your virginity tonight?" There was a brief pause. I always thought it'd be with someone I loved. A boyfriend, one I'd been with for months. Not someone who I met the same day, not someone who I was now calling Daddy, and not someone anywhere near under these circumstances. This wasn't a typical circumst

But he bowed his head slightly. “Yes, Father.” His dad turned and walked away. The footsteps faded. The house fell silent again. Kai exhaled, long and shaky, realizing only then that his breath had been locked in his lungs the entire conversation. You’d think—based on the public photos plastered across Asia and America—that his father was some saintly fashion mogul. Han Jaehyun, the legend behind RJ, the brand that ate runways for breakfast and was worshiped by influencers like a new religion.

When they reach the office, Dylan’s father has a man already in the lobby waiting for them. They exchange pleasantries and talk about Dylan as if he isn’t even standing next to them in the elevator. It’s only when they’ve reached his father’s office and his stomach starts twisting in hunger, that the man addresses him, “your father tells me you’ll be joining us one year from now?” what….? "I, um…” Jungsik scowls “first day of summer break for a university student, forgive him for being a little air-headed. yes my son is going to be joining right alongside my wife and i.”

"No. May, it's not that I don't want to be around you. I just don't want you to go to China because if Ming's father finds out, you'll be in so much danger. I don't want to see you get hurt." A sudden wave of anger hit me. "What the hell? Is this guy a part of the Chinese Mafia or what? Why is everyone so scared of him?" "He's just very...influential." I stared at him, expecting him to laugh. "Excuse me?" "Fine. Ming's father is Kim Jongun's stepbrother. And even though he's not exactly a tyrant, he's just as powerful. His men already know that I'm coming and if they find out about you then they'll kill you too." Jason replied.

Andy and I do just that. We go inside a Bently. Dae-Hyun's older brother speaks as he gets in front, "I'll drop her off first because it's the gentlemanly thing to do." "Heard and accepted," Andy nods as he gets into the passenger seat. I was in the back. "We weren't properly introduced, I'm Hugo Lee, Lee Hyun-Ki being my true, Korean name. But like my brother, I prefer being called my Korean name, unless it's business related."

"Daddy!" Adrian bent down quickly to welcome his son into his arms. Both of them expressed their longing because they had not seen each other for a long time. Lily sobbed with emotion. While Keenan clasped his own hands. For some reason, there was a sense of jealousy when Farel embraced the man he called daddy. No one spoke between them because they were busy watching how a child was taking in every detail of his daddy's face. It wasn't until a few minutes later that Keenan whispered to Lily for them to enter the house.

He said and same time my mobile started raining which was placed on the dining table it was Dad's call because I had set up a different ringtone for him and my breath hitched. "Relax, just receive the call," Uncle said and I nodded receiving the call and the same time Uncle Harrison inserted his finger in my core giving slow finger fucking. "H...Hello..." I stammered on call. "Harrison told me you both having dinner out so I am going to sleep. Harrison has extra keys and doesn't sleep late. You have school tomorrow" Daddy was telling me While Uncle Harrison pumping his one digit inside me. "...Yes...Yes Dad" I again stammered

“If I call you Dad… will you disappear later?” The question shattered the room. Ethan didn’t answer immediately. He knelt in front of her, eyes level. “I won’t disappear,” he said. “Even when things are hard. Especially then.” Crystal studied him for a long moment. Then, softly, testing the word like fragile glass— “Dad.” Ethan inhaled sharply. Amara covered her mouth, tears streaming freely now. “Yes, sweetheart?” Ethan said, voice breaking. Crystal smiled. That single moment rewrote ten years of absence.

He was wearing nothing but boxers, stretched out casually next to Joyce, scrolling on his phone. When he saw me, he wasn’t flustered in the slightest. Instead, he deliberately draped one leg over Joyce’s body. "Woah, if it isn't the violent maniac? Joyce already told me that I can live in this house as long as I want, and throw anything that belongs to you away! "I'm her daddy after all, so it's only natural I take care of my daughter." I nodded calmly and walked to the bedside. Then I yanked the blanket away.