How To Call Him Daddy Over Text Novels & Stories

I’d been speaking in my real voice from the first word. “Okay…” I swallowed. “So how was your day? Anything you’d like me to do for you? Or maybe a name I can call you?” The line crackled faintly, like he was exhaling smoke. “Daddy.” My cock jerked violently against the zipper of my jeans.

If not Lucas… Then someone who actually matters. Someone who has always mattered. “Daddy…” I whisper under my breath as I scroll to his number. My finger hovers for just a second, then I press call. The phone rings twice, and my daddy answers the call. “Fiorella?” His voice is warm, deep, and familiar. And just like that… something inside me cracks. “Daddy…” My voice comes out smaller and fragile than I intend. Barely held together. There’s an immediate shift on the other end.

I clicked on the text message and my jaw dropped at what I saw. [My lovely little apple, thank you for responding to my text. I would love to see you as soon as you allow it. Wherever and whenever. Your father is excited too. He is overly pleased that you even responded to the text.

If not Lucas… Then someone who actually matters. Someone who has always mattered. “Daddy…” I whisper under my breath as I scroll to his number. My finger hovers for just a second, then I press call. The phone rings twice, and my daddy answers the call. “Fiorella?” His voice is warm, deep, and familiar. And just like that… something inside me cracks. “Daddy…” My voice comes out smaller and fragile than I intend. Barely held together. There’s an immediate shift on the other end.

“No, this is too straightforward. Daddy certainly won’t appeased!” “Then how do you think we should reply?” I rolled my eyes. I am the smartest one of the three of us. I thought for a while and typed a few words on the phone. “Are you still up?” “Swoosh!” The message was sent to Daddy again. Jerry grinned. “Ah, it’s so simple. Will it work?” “That’s right. Daddy is in a fit of anger now. You have to coax Daddy well. Say some sweet words in Mommy’s tone. If Daddy is happy, he might not be angry anymore!”

He sounded insatiable and yet every fibre of me ached to please him. "We could test that out," I offered. "Oh we will, baby," he hissed, sounding like he was in a lot of pain. "First I need to see you. Send me a picture, Kira. I need to know what you're wearing." "Okay," "No," I frowned. Had he just snapped at me? "No?" "There's a rule, if this is going to work out, Kira," The authority in his voice was hot. "You will call me Daddy. Got it?"

When three dots appear from Dad’s end after my text delivers, I state in all caps that the wine is for Jason and Amelia. I’m old enough to drink but that’s a talk for another day. Dad texts me back to let me know he’s at work and I almost pull the boss card until he replies with: omw. I slap a hand over my mouth, my body buzzing with laughter. He’s learning, and he used it correctly. Once he learns to use emojis, he will officially become a woke grandpa. My phone vibrates twenty minutes later. Dad’s here. I hurry to the door to get him. He takes one cautious look at me and asks, “What are you cooking?”

A place where Derrick would never be able to find me. I slipped out my phone with vibrating hands and ragged breaths as I typed a text message to my father. Alpha Salvador. ‘I’m coming home.’

"I'm good about it, but how about you, baby?" "Baby, I'm busy tonight," she said abruptly. "OK, I understand," Shan said with a nod. "It's a shame," Faith replied as she continued to eat, "By the way, Ciara, how are your mother and father?" My phone rang shortly after, suggesting that I had a message. I took it and was taken aback when I saw Daddy texting me. WHAT A BLESSING! "Wait, Daddy has a message," I said, excited because my Parents had never texted me before.

You're a very naughty little bunny. I giggled at the text and replied, my heart already pounding in my chest, and I felt my panties already soaking. I'm not teasing you, Daddy; I'm just showing you what I bought today. I replied innocently and grinned at the name I called him, I didn't know if he liked the name Daddy, but it turned me on, so fuck it. Soon after my phone lit up, Alessandro's name was plastered on the screen. He was fucking calling me and I picked up.