Please Daddy Novels & Stories

After knowing the fact, the word Daddy felt like a sweet and warm tune to his heart! “Daddy is just leaving now Champ! He will be there in twenty minutes! Go and get freshened up and after Daddy comes, he will play with you!” Adrian said and hung the call when he noticed Peter still standing there with hung jaws! “Get out Peter!” Adrian roared! Peter quickly almost ran out of the place! He was utterly confused! He didn’t know that the CEO had a son! -- --

I was so glad for it. "Damn," Daddy groaned. "That's good." "So good," growled Grandfather. "I want a piece of that young ass. You want to enjoy her pussy, son?" "Yeah," said Daddy. He ripped out of my mouth and sank onto the floor. His dick thrust out before him. He grabbed It and shook it.

“Ivy, sweetheart, we’re leaving.” “Okay, Mommy!” Ivy chirped, her excitement evident. She looked up at me with those big, curious eyes, the same eyes I saw every time I looked in the mirror. “Are we going in Daddy’s car?” I felt a small, unexpected warmth spread in my chest at the sound of that word—Daddy. It was a title I hadn’t earned, and one I wasn’t sure I ever would. But hearing it from Ivy, so innocent and full of trust, made it seem almost natural.

Maybe… “Tell him Daddy misses him.” Everything inside me stopped. Lungs refused to draw breath. Heart thudded painfully. Vision blurred. Tell him… Daddy misses him? I waited for him to correct himself, to laugh and say, “I mean Uncle Sam.” Anything. But he didn’t. His voice remained tender, warm—tender in a way he had not been toward the life growing inside me. And in that moment, the truth settled like ice: He wasn’t talking about his nephew or Veronica’s children.

Save me, Mom…" With one fluid smack, Eliza sent him flying. "Get away from me! I don't know this lunatic!" I walked over to Lucius, looking down at him. "What's wrong? Didn't you like calling people daddy? Well, the real one is here, so why are you so quiet?" Then, I turned to Joyce. "See? I told you he wasn't a reliable father, right? When it really comes down to it, there's no one better than your actual parents, don't you think?"

Until a few seconds later, "Are you that fond of Daddy?" The four-year-old boy was silent for a while. Then he answered, "I love you and Daddy. Don't tell me to choose?" "Forget it, sweetie. I'm just curious. It's okay. Later I'll try to get Daddy to meet you again." "Daddy?" "Yes, Adrian, the real your daddy, not the current one," Lily said with a smile. She then kissed the top of her son's head repeatedly. "Be strong, son. We still have a lot to go through until I can see you grow up."

she whispered her name, but it almost came like a moan. The lights in his room were dimmed, but she could still clearly see his large frame and his defined body. He's got a much larger physique than his nephew. All along, Catherine believed that it was one of the factors that contributed to her fear of reaching out to him. But now, on what's currently happening, it felt like she couldn't afford to be scared of him anymore. Her throat ran dry as she watched him pull down his pants, down to his last entry; his boxers. Her eyes widened especially when she saw its now standing proud member. She could already feel it being hard earlier. But she never imagined that it would be that big... and long

Chapter 115. Drystan stood before her, bare and powerful. Muscles tensed with restraint. She looked up at him, eyes widened, lips already parted, waiting for him to decide her fate. Fuck! The sight alone made his cock throb. Yearning. Craving. Pinning to be wrapped into any of her holes. As she knelt before him, completely at his mercy. His words slipped into her head, curling against every thought. “Daddy is going to fuck your mouth so hard you will know how to use it next time.”

My curse was more of a moan and a relieved yet dazed pleasured look appeared on my face as Daddy pulled his cock out of me and came on my ass instead. "Hmmm" I purred, feeling daddy's warm cum on my ass. Oh, if only Grayson daddy was here too.

"Sofia. Daddy is here. Can you talk to your mom for me? Tell her not to do this. I do not want a divorce." Leonardo thought Sofia would soften. Sofia used to be the one who ran to Leonardo every time Leonardo came home, wrapping her arms around Leonardo's legs, calling "Daddy" over and over. But this time, Sofia just stepped half a pace behind me. Quietly, Sofia said, "Uncle Leonardo, you should go take care of your other kid. Do not bother me and my mom anymore." Leonardo went rigid. Leonardo's hand hung in the air. "Sofia, I am your daddy. Why are you calling me uncle?"