Daddy's Babygirl Novels & Stories

I asked remembering this was the second time I had heard her refer to it as a boy "I just know it, trust me" she replied, Dad finally came back with a young woman carrying Max who was sleeping, "Sofia, finally you are here" he said when he noticed my presence, I stood up and got max from the young woman carrying him in my arms "Yes, who is she?" I asked gesturing to the young woman "Do you know how troublesome this basterd is, I had to hire a baby seater for him, he is definitely not a Madison" Dad said in an irritated voice, I couldn't figure it out why he continue to refer Max as a barsdard

“I'm so sorry, honey. Mommy will let you know everything in due time. And besides, you are too young to be saying this now.” “But I'm not a baby. Tracy's mom has got a boyfriend, and she thinks she will have a new daddy soon. I also want a daddy.” Hearing my son say this only broke my heart. My heart was in shreds. I pulled my son into my arms and hugged him tightly. “I'm sorry sweedy. So sorry I couldn't give you a daddy. Be patient with me, please, I promise I'll give you the best daddy when the time is right.”

“You’ve been aching for Daddy to ruin you, haven’t you?” “Yes,” I moaned into his hand, legs wrapping tighter around him. “It’s yours… all yours.” He hit that perfect spot over and over, driving me closer to the edge. His thumb found my clit, rubbing fast circles while he fucked me deeper. “Come for me,” he commanded in a low, rough whisper. “Come on Daddy’s cock, but stay quiet. Don’t let them hear what a dirty girl you are for me.” The orgasm slammed into me hard. My walls clenched violently around him as waves of blinding pleasure crashed through me. I cried out against his palm, body shaking, back arching off the creaky bed.

Dylan growled angrily. She stared at his utterly familiar face, bit was filled with rage after what he'd just done. “Let go of me, sir!” She yelled out. Joanna tried her best to remain stable in the arms of her mother. “Daddy, let go of my mummy!” She cried out. Katrina didn't hear wrong, her daughter just referred to this strange man as her daddy. She couldn't understand what was going on. Who Dylan was and why did Joanna call him daddy?

he says slowly. I turn back to understand him when he slams himself ito me hard. Spots dance around my vision, my vocal chords stop functioning because the only thing I can do is open my mouth and close it. He isn’t done. He pushes himself in and out of me, his hand holding my hips in place so I don’t try to run away. “This feels so good daddy.” I moan. He hums, pumping even faster. And all of a sudden, he lifts my right leg, giving himself even better access, I bite my lip hard, yet it doesn’t hold back my cries.

Jade was grinning when I turned away from the kids to look at her. "What?" I asked, unsure if there was something on my face that she found funny. Jade laughed and looked at me, her green eyes soft. "Robin just called you daddy." I froze as her words sunk in, my chest suddenly feeling too small for my heart, which had grown in size. Who knew being called 'daddy' would make me so happy? "He did, didn't he?" Jade nodded, still smiling, and I laughed with joy. I couldn't wipe my smile off my face and the excitement of the moment made me start thinking about all the little moments I never wanted to miss again.

[Gianna’s POV] “Wait, wait, wait,” Gabrielle gasps, her hands flying up. “Back up and say that again.” “You heard me,” I huff. “Mister one-night-stand is my new step-uncle.” “Fuck,” Gabrielle laughs. “What kind of midday drama bullshit is that?” The real kind. I think grumpily while wondering whether or not I should tell her about my pregnancy and that the man was my new boss.

"Daddy, please let me come. I'll be a good girl for you." Michele lifted his head from her breast, his eyes meeting hers. The raw hunger in his gaze made her tremble. "You look so fucking beautiful when you beg!" he murmured, his voice dark with satisfaction. His fingers slowed, stroking her inner walls with maddening gentleness. "Tell me who you belong to, babygirl." "You," Anny gasped without hesitation. "I belong to you, daddy." "And Adriano?" The question caught her off guard, but she was too far gone to lie, too consumed by need to pretend.

She looks around my room and then asks, “So is Ben your dad?” I snort and say, “Step-dad. My real dad isn’t in the picture. Ben is Lily and Hanna’s dad though,” I explain. “I take it you’re not a fan?” She asks cautiously. “That’s an understatement.” She nods and says, “I get that. I’m certainly no stranger to shit fathers.”

Raina Williams. What have I done? You slept with your baby daddy. I couldn't process my thoughts throughout the day. It had been a busy day but my mind kept rushing back to my mind. Derrick was currently released on bail which really brought a smile on my face. Grayson didn't seem pleased with the fact that his father was out on bail. "Honestly i don’t mind if he stays in jail longer?" Grayson muttered. He had these cute dimples with gray eyes that could lure anyone into captivity. His hair in a smart quiff.