Harry Styles Daddy Novels & Stories

We stayed joined against the counter until our breathing slowed, and then he eased out, and the warm slide of his come leaking onto the tile made my stomach tighten with filthy satisfaction. That same night, after my mother had returned and gone to bed, he came to my room again in the dark. The visit was quieter and more desperate, the risk of her waking only a few doors away making every thrust sharper. He pushed into me from behind while I stayed on my side and the slow deep strokes built until I came with my face pressed into the pillow to muffle the sounds. He filled me again and then stayed inside me until his cock softened, and only then did he ease out and leave me with the evidence o

maria said oh the video, "My real name is Maria Dante, I am the daughter of The once famous business partner of Mr Madison, my father had three known sons who we all know, I am his oldest daughter whom he has while he was in high school, I am here to tell you all that Mr madison isnt who he says he is, he killed my father and refused to give my brothers what belonged to our late father, he also refused the fact that they began the company together, he is an evil man, all the drama in his family right now is caused because he killed Saul's baby mama hence the reason why

I say looking at the dancer, I wasn't sure if it's a she or a he, but the dancer was dressed in shorts and a crop top with the word daddy on it, and they got some real good moves. "Good, keeping watching Adonis, I need to go and have a chat with someone," he said to me, he then whispered somethign to the dancer, Adonis, before leaving the dancer finished his dance and moved down to sit next to me. "How you doing?" it asks me, I simply nod feeling dizzy and drained.

They snuggled against her neck, whispering sweet words to ease her down. “D-does that mean that Daddy-” Ettasha looks at Harry who is waiting for her to finish her sentence. “Isn’t my real Dad-” “Hey.” Harry immediately shook his head, stroking her head. Despite of his senior look, Harry still looks healthy, and kicking.

He playfully pokes at Gael's upper lip, where he doubles back to properly see the light shadow. Gael Slater: What? Lucian narrows his gaze, then shakes his head. Lucian Slater: Nothing. I'll wear a damn button down. Gael Slater: Dad, can we please just dress up and go out for once? It doesn't always have to be trainers and ripped jeans. Which... He trails off as he glances down at his father. Gael Slater: ... you're kind of too... old for. Lucian gasps audibly, but Gael's expression doesn't shift.

I did as he said and gasped then moaned before licking my lips as I saw daddy undress and take hold of his big cock. "I want to cum, daddy" I moaned. "Not yet. You have to hold it back like a nice little slut" "I need to cum. I can't hold it back" I shook my head, letting my hair scatter all over my face. "Fuck! You look so sexy right now with that messy hair" I heard him groan as he jerked his cock off lazily. Hearing him moan pushed me towards the edge even more. "I am going to cum"

Zayn has fully turned into his father look alike, Zia's red and black hair has grown so long and curly with the red hair becoming more visible than the black hair. “Daddy” she hugged her father planting kisses on his face. “Good afternoon Dad” Zayn greeted too as Harden dropped his work. “How was school today honey?” He carried his daughter who sat on his lap. “Great, I saw Mom's new Vogue magazine on my teacher's desk,” she said for Harden to smile. “She’s your stepmother, not your mother,” Harden said for Zayn to sigh. “Grandma said we should say mom not stepmom,” Zayn said.

Mom looked up from me, her eyes wide with relief while Dad shifted in his seat. I walked straight over to Harry, “Hello Harry. A beautiful day for a ghjk.” Harry let out a heart laughrer, opening his arms as I leaved in to hug him lightkt. “A beautiful day indeed my dear.” Harry's face sobered up as I pulled back. “I heard what happened. I'll make sure he's back here before the party is over.” He said and I smiled. “He seems to take after you. Passionate about the company.” Harry waved me off.

And my target. “Valour! Carina! You actually came!” he hollered as we got close. His suit looked way too skinny and shiny. Whiskey in one hand, cigar in the other. The gangster is kind of classy. Dad painfully let out this smile and managed to respond. “Happy birthday, Harry. Lovely party.” Then Harry’s eyes landed on me, lingered far too long, and not in a good way. “And Lizzie. I heard you’ve been on some… adventures lately. Street Stone, huh? Didn’t know you liked it rough.”

"Dad, this thing you are doing I will not be able to forgive you, you have sold me and used me as if I were a simple object, that's not fair, besides you took money that I with my body and my time must pay for." "Harry is a very respectful man." "What do you think he wants me in his house for? ah, daddy!? to collect the money he already gave you?" "Darling, but what are you insinuating? Harry is too much of a gentleman, he would never disrespect you." "Good morning my dear! You're up very early today any new news?"