Novel & Cerita My Daddy Is The Best

she murmured, her voice choked with emotion as she scanned his small frame for any sign of injury. "I'm okay, Mom," Adam replied, his voice muffled against her shoulder. "Daddy killed the bad man and saved me. I love you, Daddy!" he declared proudly, his words a testament to the bond that had been forged between father and son in the crucible of adversity.

"You're dripping... Fucking love it. So tight baby," "Please, Daddy, let me cum, I can't hold it," I cried.

, Tears rolled down as flashes of his action. “I don't like him for making you cry either but he loves you so much and trusts me and your Mumma, Everything has happened for a reason", My Dadda said and I was bewildered by his words “His love is different and as your Parents, We feel that he is the one and best for you. If he is a BEAST then you're his BEAUTY and 'BEAUTY Belongs To BEAST", Mumma spoke and Dadda nodded his head.

why daddy? 'That's because you’re so fucking hot,' he said, lifting his head, eyes locked on hers. 'I'm gonna make you feel every bit of how perfect you are.' He sucked her clit hard, two fingers thrusting into her, curling to stroke her g-spot. She bucked, tears spilling over. Daddy! I'm... I'm coming!' she cried, pussy clenching around his fingers, juices soaking his hand. He lapped it all up, murmuring, 'That's it, come for me. Let it all out for daddy.'

“He doesn’t know about you. He’s never met you.” His frown deepened, his young mind trying to make sense of my words. “But why, Mama? Why doesn’t he know? Didn’t he want to be my daddy?” I reached for him again, and this time, he let me pull him into my arms. I held him tightly, my fingers gently brushing through his soft curls as I whispered, “It’s not your fault, Theo. Your father… he doesn’t know what he’s missing. If he did, he would love you more than anything. Because you, my sweet boy, are the best thing in the world.”

I can see the warmth in Daddy's eyes as he looks me over. He's so proud of me. I'm his little girl and I beat the system, or so he puts it. Daddy's a blue-collar guy from head to toe, and his construction job is the only thing he's known for a good ten years. His hours aren't even normal, going in when the sun's dying so he can come back late at night.

I gasped quietly, taking a fast sip of water to cover my expression as I opened my knees an inch wider under the table. ‎Charles didn't say a word. He kept eating his breakfast with his left hand while his right hand drove fingers in and out of my wet pussy, setting a steady, tormenting rhythm under the wood. ‎"Charles told me you've been doing really well in your marketing classes, Maya," my dad said, smiling at me across the table. "Um... yeah, it's going great," I managed to choke out, gripping my napkin under the table as Charles drove his fingers deeper.

Tara Blakewood POV “You can think of me as your dad!” Kaiden said, waiting for my reply. “What?” “You’re my friend’s daughter. He sent you to me because he trusts me. Instead of saying ‘Sir,’ just call me Daddy!” I didn’t think much. I just found myself nodding in agreement as he left my room with a smile. I thought about taking a shower, but I was too tired to move. I walked toward a door to check if it was a bathroom. I stripped off my underwear, imagining him walking in and seeing me like this, exposed but I didn’t care.

I hope she isn't mad at me for running away without telling her first. My eyes lower to my hands that are clenching my jumpsuit and that is when I realize that I am crushing on my best friend's dad and my Alpha. This is horrible but it is something I have no control over whatsoever. I swallow thickly in embarrassment. This is my father's best friend.

"You underestimate the importance of your name, Mr Ashford. Just having your name appear in the headline is enough to generate millions of views." "Are you calling me a clickbait?" Sheepishly, Melissa touched her nose. "I prefer the term ‘Buzzworthiness’ as we say at BuzzFeed." She made another attempt to persuade him. "Just one story would help me support my family. Besides, since you already know nothing happened, it won't harm you in any way. Would you please—" "Don't spout nonsense," Damien snapped impatiently. "Delete those photos." What if his near panic attack was caught on camera?