Daddys Obsession 소설 & 이야기

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.

She tapped Dae Hyun’s back a little hard, sending a code for him to let her go. “I’m sorry,” Dae Hyun whispered. “I don’t know why I’ve bad feelings lately.” “I’m alright, Oppa,” replied Qeiza. “I think you’ve pushed yourself too hard to work very late at night.” Qeiza knew well Dae Hyun’s habits. Her adopted brother was just like Ansel. He was a workaholic who didn’t know time when he was struggling with the stack of documents or macbook. “I guessed so,” Dae Hyun agreed. “But, you’ve always bothered my mind. Have you been in trouble?”

"Jeez, you are totally overly obsessed with her!" "So what if I am?" Yang Tian-Xu retorted as he could not care less about what other people's opinions. The infatuation he had for Wang Yi-An was something he would expect no one to understand, nor does he wanted anyone else to know, but her; Wang Yi-An. Yang Tian-Xu didn't wait for Jin Qi-Long to let himself inside the car, Yang Tian-Xu was about to drove off without him. However, Jin Qi-Long hurried as he hopped in, while Yang Tian-Xu drove off. He barely had the time to fasten the seatbelt.

She didn’t even watch on TV. What did I expect? I know I broke her heart that night.. I close my eyes and pray for sleep. An Ohio State legend indeed. * * * I’m eight years old and walking down the candy aisle of the Exxon gas station, my hands holding a Snickers bar and a bag of Cheetos. My stomach rumbles, already imagining devouring them. I haven’t eaten today. Mama likes Fritos, so I grab those. Daddy likes Twix, so I balance that on top of the pile. Drinks, we need drinks. I head to the soda aisle. I’m feeling overwhelmed by the variety when the bell goes off inside the busy store, signaling someone entering or leaving. Instinctively, my head turns to the door as my parents walk out, bo

I was happy about that and that's why I decided to decorate the home I just wanted to enjoy my break from my job. Although The investigation was continuous and I was hoping to find a strong lead sooner about my Dad's murderer. I didn't realize that I was getting addicted to Dhruv now. It had become of habit for waiting for him all day long. Although he used to call me I just missed him so much. He was busy with his work And I knew He had been on a break and the pressure of work was too much. Sometimes he gets home all tired. Sometimes he can't even open his eyes fully.

“I didn't do anything.” “Is that so?” He asked. “Tell me why Dominic is having the underworld on fire searching for someone who clearly was paid to kill his lover!” I froze. I had never expected Dad to get wind of it, so soon. I was foolish and forgot he was also a master of the underworld realm. Of course, he would have been informed. Damn you Frank and your stupid silence laws! I swallowed, thinking of what to say. “P…Papa,” I said. “Shut up!” He yelled.

I moaned, my core cinching tight with pleasure over and over again. Oh. Please. “Fuck,” I breathed, the word coming out on a ragged sigh. I was dizzy and lightheaded and completely lost in the moment. He continued stroking my clit, drawing out my orgasm as long as humanly possible. “You’re coming so hard for me,” he observed, and I blushed hard as I tried to catch my breath. “Sir,” I whispered, still swept up in the throes of my never-ending release. “I love watching you writhe and flex and come over my knee with your bottom bright pink, baby girl,” he observed, and my face must have turned as red as a cherry tomato.

Fantasizing about fucking every inch of her, stretching her tight little holes, making her take my cock while she moaned my name like a prayer. Oh yeah. This was fucking dangerous. My jaw tightened. Fucking hell. She was an addiction, a drug-like obsession. And I have never been the type to get addicted to anything. Never been the type to care about anything. I didn’t care about her… not really. But I wanted her. And every time I saw her, that craving only fucking grew. There are two things you do with an unhealthy obsession: You either kill it or stay the hell away until it fades.

his words rolled out of his tongue while his eyes remained glued with hers which caused a shiver inside her heart because only Ezrene knew what he exactly meant by those words of his. “So….,” he turned his head to look at their professor. “I don't know about harming or ruining but obsession holds the power of strengthening a human's any other emotion whether it collides with love, hate or lust. Obsession makes sure that that feeling reaches its destination no matter what became just like Ms. Soler said…” he turned his head to look at Ezrene again. “Obsession doesn't care about the boundaries of right, wrong, moral, immortal, sane, insanity,” Ezrene clenched her palms because she knew his eac

She took off the duvet covering me, and my morning erection sprang up. “Oh, look at Daddy,” she mumbled, her face flushing as she stared at me and my throbbing cock, which was vying to be touched. To be touched only by her. “Mhmm,” she moaned as she kissed the tip as if she was teasing me. “Do you know what, Daddy? I realized something these days, and that's… I’m obsessed with you.” Without saying anything further, she thrust my cock into her mouth, swallowing it all. She kept sucking it, giving it a good squeeze with her hands, and I grabbed her by the hair, shoving it deeper, hitting her throat until she couldn’t take it any longer.