Daddys Obsession Novels & Stories

Family is for life The Good and the Bad And all the fuckery entails - Jacquline It was after nine in the morning when I got out of bed, hearing the silence around me I realized my men had left for the office. I was left alone, but not without a delicious sore feeling throughout my body. Last night both of my hot daddies exhausted me to the point of cloud number ten, surely they invented the higher state of bliss just for me since we had surpassed cloud nine after my third climax.

Adam raised his hand, holding the folder. "Be my obsession," he said directly. His mysterious eyes darkened, and he looked at her as if he was dissecting not only her entire being but also her soul. Obsession? What kind of obsession? In the bedroom? Yza swallowed. Wasn't he blatantly disrespecting her in front of her? Obsession? Just an addict? He was going to use her like a drug and then discard her at the end. And the folder he held was some kind of agreement that she wouldn't refuse until he was satisfied? Was it like that?

I activated the speaker function to broadcast the call so he could witness my father's complete madness. My father redirected his attention abruptly and addressed me as "Alexander." What exactly is your job if you’re letting my pregnant daughter carry things? ” Alexander emitted a series of short, subdued laughs as he shut his laptop. I was not present during her shopping excursion. ” Why didn't you employ someone to accompany her during the journey? ” I groaned. “Dad please—” Undeterred, my father pressed on with his words, "No, no." Alexander, you’re slacking. Pregnant women are delicate. ”

Daddy was on the verge of killing grandpa and then he blackmailed mommy into marrying him and turned me into his sex slave. Dominik doesn’t seem to have any qualms though. He wants a child like it’s a business deadline. One year. No excuses. Good genes. I didn’t know it was possible for anyone to be as much of an asshole as he is. What if the child inherits that? I swallow hard and move to the bathroom, my hand instinctively going to the small packet of tampons in the cabinet. I pull it out, my fingers probing the center. Still there. Good. My tiny rebellion made the journey undetected. It’s a pathetic shield against a tank, but it's the only one I have, and It’s the only barrier left betwee

His little girl was in her glass tower, safe and visible, while Daddy conducted business downstairs. I knew he was still paranoid about leaving me alone. He thought I was safest where he could see me, even though the threat was already gone. I wasn’t complaining, hell no, I enjoyed being taken everywhere. It meant Daddy couldn’t stop thinking about me. He couldn’t breathe properly unless he knew exactly where I was and that no one was touching me and that I was sitting pretty in my glass tower waiting for him to come back. His paranoia was just another word for obsession. And I wore his obsession the way other women wore diamonds.

And she looks so happy. “Dude stop gawking. You’re doing it again.” Adam’s voice cuts through my thoughts. “You’re disturbing me,” I drag my eyes from the screen to glare at him. “Why are you acting like you’ve never seen a girl before?” “I’ve seen plenty of girls.” “But you’re not acting like it. This Daisy girl has trapped you. You’re gone man.” “I’m not gone.” “You’re so gone,” he insists, laughing and shaking his head. “If you’re this obsessed with her just from watching a broadcast, what are you going to do if you ever meet her?”

"You're mine, do you feel that? Nothing else matters right now. Just this—my cock stretching you out and claiming every part of you." "Yes! Yes, Big Daddy! Claim me!" Mom cried, her moan fracturing into raw sobs of pleasure. My breath came in shallow, jagged bursts. I was drenched, my slick juices coating my hand, my hips bucking wildly against the mattress as I violently chased a phantom cock that was currently buried inside my mom. "Fuck... you’re dripping wet! Fuck!!" he growled, his pace quickening, the heavy thuds turning into a frantic, violent blur. "Who does this pussy belong to?"

I want his cock in me all the time. "Yeah! Ahhh! Daddy! Fuck me! Faster! Ah! Ah! Ahhh! Hmmm! Hnnn! Harder! Ahhh!” He growled softly while gently holding my hips. He lifted one of my legs and increased the pace of his movements! I don't know, but I'm very horny right now. But knowing that my mommy is not here, that Daddy and I are free, I am very happy! I know it's wrong, but I've got what I want. My daddy is all mine, and no one can take him away from me. It's not my fault that she did that, but I am also grateful that she got rid of that other girl. She didn't know that I was Daddy's girl; otherwise, I would have ended up dead that day. Am I crazy enough to be happy that his obsessive ex is

He was deadly serious, staring into the dark recesses of my soul with his dark gaze. I looked up and shivers ran through me at the thought that people might actually be watching us right now. And he wants all these people to know that I belonged to him? What the fuck was going on? Xander's POV. Obsession is a very dangerous feeling and very delicate to play with. Most people are familiar with that addictive poison. They use some simple drugs to drown out the pain and ease their thoughts. On the other hand, my obsession with things had always yielded effective results.

Dakota POV I stand in the doorway of the bathroom, watching her wash my cum off her face. She turns me on in unreal ways. I want to own her body. I want to be deep inside her pussy. The thoughts I have of her are not typical. She is my obsession. She cleans her face and walks to me, standing in the doorway of her bathroom. “What do you want to do to me now, stud?” Tonya asks me. The thoughts that are going through my mind are wild and machinist. “I want to take you to your bedroom,” I say to her.