Harder Daddy Meaning Novels & Stories

Harden’s words were firm, but his father’s rage didn’t wane. “I’d rather die than see you go after something that isn’t yours,” Mr. McCall spat. “Stay away from Alex’s wife and focus on your life. She’ll never be yours, Harden. Act your age if you really are twenty-nine.” He rubbed his hair in frustration before glaring at his son. “I’ll offer them another deal to salvage the partnership. But as for you and Kiara, I don’t care if you don’t love her—you’re going to make it work.” Harden sighed deeply. “She’s intelligent, and yes, she’s pretty. But I don’t love her, Dad.”

"Go to Kol? Kol. The man who couldn't stand the sight of me growing up? The one who looked at me like I was some stray Diva forgot to throw out? I’d rather go back out there and let Mason take another swing at my jaw." “That’s not..." “That’s exactly what it was,” I cut in, my voice rising before I can stop it. “Don’t rewrite it now because it’s convenient.” “He put a roof over your head.” “He put a roof over your head, Hardin. He tolerated me. There’s a difference.” Hardin exhales slowly, like he’s choosing his next words carefully. “He was a father to me.” “Exactly,” I say, pointing at him. “To you. Not to me. Never to me.”

I grind my hard, needy cock against her, trying desperately to summon my self-restraint. “I want to, baby,” I murmur. “I fucking want to. But we can’t. I’m your daddy, sweetie.” “Not really,” she argues, squirming underneath me. “Please.” “Yes, really.” I hold her gaze. “I wouldn’t want it to be any other way. You’re my little girl and I love that.” She groans, helplessly, and I grind against her again. “But you’re such a fucking sexy little girl. Look what you’ve done to me. Look what you’ve done to your daddy.”

Even Aunt Mary, who was usually the most vocal in her opposition, didn't dare make a countermove against Hardin. Dad had raised his hand to hit Hardin, but my brother was much more alert. As a child, Dad could manage Hardin with a punch, but not anymore. Hardin isn't a little boy who just obeys. In fact, he's much bigger than Dad. And Hardin doesn't hesitate to fight back against people who trample on his pride.

"Daddy... Ah..." "How is it? Feels good, ugh?" "Yes! Yes! Feels so... So fucking good daddy... Please let me come on your cock, daddy. Please!" I begged and he resumed spanking my ass. "Harder. Faster." He ordered, slapping my ass with each word he uttered. "Yes! Yes! I will... I will ride daddy's cock ha... Harder!" I rode with all the strength I had in me, all the horniness I had in me.

I pleaded shamelessly, knowing I shouldn't be giving in to the feeling so easily, but I couldn't hold back. He flipped me so fast, pressing my hard nipples against the cold wall through my light blouse and landed a hard smack on my ass. I winced and moaned. “Call me daddy,” he ordered. “Daddy,” I whispered. “Good girl,” he groaned. I was enjoying every bit of it, forgetting he was my father's best friend and the boundaries that are meant to hold us back. In that moment, I just wanted more. He landed another smack on my ass and this time it was harder.

Hardin yelled, casting a hateful glance at Jules Jules shivered slightly at his tone of voice. "This one is not going to be an easy one," she thought. "Hardin, how dare you say such things about my wife, you had better behave yourself," Mr.Harper scolded. "Dad, you don't have to worry about Hardin, he's still a child, and wouldn't understand. As long as you are happy, I don't have a problem with it, and I'm sure chubby(Harley) doesn't too," Harris muttered.

“Why are you hard?” His finger traces my moist folds, lightly brushing my clit with every circle. All he says is, “You make me hard.” “I don’t mean to,” I lie. Daddy growls as his cock presses into my thigh and his hand travels over my ass cheeks. I feel his body tense even more. “You want me to be your first time, little girl? Do you know how wrong that is?” “Show me, Daddy. Please.” He twists the soft flesh of my ass in his hand until I’m squealing. I clutch the counter, bent under his hard bulk.

“Hold on son, we need to talk “ will said placing his cup of tea down as he looked up at his ok “ dad , I know why you are really going to talk about , but now is not the best time to do that please !” Hardy said standing at the strait case , looking at his dad , vehemently, “ no time is the best time don I really think we should talk about this , now !” Hardy sighed !!, his father wasn’t the type to give up , neither will he give up easily

He asked for the twin to shake their head. “Good. You both are five already, focus on bringing awards home to Daddy ok” he said pecking their heads. “Continue playing, once it’s time, Felony will dress you both up,” he said for his kids to nod and they ran away. Harden sighs as his mother is hellbent on destroying his life. He would have put her in her place but sometimes he looked back on how she fought to make him have what is rightful his, he knows she deserves all credit but now she’s making him angry at her.