Harder Daddy Meaning Novels & Stories

she argued with a furrowed brow. "Then stop assuming that I'm your father! You clearly ruined Louis' proposal. Doesn't that mean you already know he's your father?" Summer blinked and fell silent for a few moments. "Uncle Louis is not my father. He's my Daddy." Kendrick's head was pushed back. His brain failed to process it. "What's the difference?" "Everyone in this world has a father, but not everyone has a Daddy. A father is the reason why we exist in this world, while a Daddy is the reason why we feel safe and happy living in this world."

I say, without thinking, making him grunt, holding my thighs as he begins to pound harder, if even possible. "Say it again, baby. Call me daddy, again!" he says, making me bite my lip. When I don't say it, he slaps my ass hard, making me gasp as he continues to thrust deep inside me. "Say who's your daddy!" he says again as I feel another hard slap. "YOU, you're my daddy, baby, you," I say through a whimper as I stick my ass out more. His fingers dig into my thighs as he thrusts harder. "That's right. I'm your daddy. And you're mine, only mine, forever, got that?" he says as he thrusts faster. "Yes, yes, baby. Like that, harder daddy, harder." I say as my fingers grip the sheets harder.

“Watch how your friend’s dad is fucking you like a whore. Your pussy is making such nasty sounds. It’s so sloppy and full of my load.” I could see everything in the mirror — his thick cock stretching my pink lips wide, the white cream coating his shaft, and the way my body jolted forward with every hard thrust. “Harder,” I moaned out loudly , pushing back against him. “Fuck me harder daddy. Pound this cunt while I watch. I want to see my tits bounce while you wreck me.”

He finished explaining. His hands were still on me. One on my hip. I could feel that his cock was getting harder against my ass while he taught his daughter to shoot a gun in his casino basement. “Daddy?” I murmured, not turning around. My eyes on the target. “What?” “Are you hard right now?” His fingers dug into my hip. “Aren’t you focused on the wrong target?” He growled in my ears and I giggled. “I can’t help that I can feel you, Daddy. Against my ass.” I wiggled, grinding myself against him. “You’re teaching your little girl how to kill someone and you’re getting hard about it.”

I stammered. Firm hands suddenly grabbed me, jacking me off the ground and throwing over his shoulders. He turned. Smack. I jerked. My core walls clenched to the effect of the smack. “You dare to be stubborn to daddy?” He barked. My lips quivered not knowing what to say but deep within I knew he wasn't going to be harsh on me. Daddy can never be harsh on his sweet little girl.

he immediately says, with a wave of his hand, "Being a single dad is the hardest shit I've ever done, so good luck to you." "I don't have to be a single dad, I'll pay for a nanny," I scoff. Because god knows I’m not qualified for taking care of a kid. No one in my fucked up ‘family’ is, "I don't want you to have her. She's my daughter, not yours."

"Your reign of terror ends now." My father laughed to his heart's content. It was cold and scornful as he motioned one of his men to hand him a tiny remote. "If it isn't my 'son'," he said, making air quotes with his fingers. "How are you, Bruce? You see, I wish it was that simple but it's not. This is as much about teaching you all a lesson as it is about my money." "Dad, if you do anything to her, you'll pay for it," Hardin answered, moving his leg a little.

"Harder daddy. Fuck me harder daddy." I smirked at her new confidence and kissed her, I pushed my tongue into her mouth and she immediately submitted to me. She placed her hands in my hair and pulled at it. I moaned and turned us over so she was straddling me. I placed my hands on her hips and moved them up, she released my lips and leaned her head back. She bounced on my cock and I began to suck her boobs. She moaned louder and placed her hands on my shoulder. "Oh daddy."

I giggle at this and he smiles. "I have a surprise for you, Daddy." I say and he nods." What is it, babygirl." He ask and I move the phone away from my face and move it down my body. I hear a groan and slowly bring the phone back to my face. "Babygirl." He says through gritted teeth. "Yes, Daddy?" I ask. "You made Daddy hard, little one." He growls lowly with a smirk. "Oh really, well my body can make you hard then it can get you off. Or do you want my mouth?" I ask slowly.