Quotes About Sugar Daddy Novels & Stories

A few socialite women whispered: "She looks like some old man’s toy, she came alone!" Her curly-haired friend, who was dressed like a North Coast dangdut singer, sneered: "Yeah, sugar babies are trending these days, Sis. Watch out for that guy, don’t let him turn out to be a sugar daddy on the side!" "Eww ... that’s such bad luck!" gasped a group of women with long, bleached hair that was straightened so flat it looked like ironing boards, and fake, fluttery lash extensions. "That’s why I get treatments regularly so I don’t get wrinkly!"

“Well, well… that changes things, doesn't it? Maybe she is worth somethin’ after all. Maybe her real Daddy deserves a little… compensation. For my loss. For my pain.” He leered directly at me now. “Looks like your mama found herself a sugar daddy, girlie. Bet she’s really comfortable.” He took another step, the tire iron hanging loosely now, forgotten in his sudden calculation. “Yeah… compensation. We can talk about that. How much are you worth to him, huh? My little girl…”

He chuckles. " I know girls like you because ones you began to dress well and look more beautiful,I know I won't be in the class of your sugar daddies again, you will start going after politicians" he says. " Of course no daaaaddy, I promise to be loyal daddy, When I have you why will I think of another sugar daddy" I said. " It's not today that I have been dealing with girls like you" he says. " Anyways, how much are we talking about right now? He asked.

She sipped on her cocktail and continued with her explanation. "That said, we have millionaires and billionaires as clients here Lorraine. That's why we keep it close. There are no sluts, whores, nor strippers in our list of sugar babies, almost all of them are socialites just like yourself. Most will want to have sex with you. While the older daddies, usually just want the companion of a beautiful young woman by their side. Just because they can. As for boundaries of sex, that's for you and your sugar daddy to talk about, and will remain private amongst you both." My turn on sipping my cheap soda. But she quickly ordered my favorite vodka cherry. "It's on me, just because you took your time

Mitchelle butted in, taking a moment to scan my outfit from my head down to my toe, Jealousy obvious in her eyes. "She must have slept with him and many other men after she was kicked into the streets. The same way she slept with a pimp while she was married.” Mitchelle scoffed at me, disdain dripping in her tone. ——-"Sugar Daddy? What the heck are these ignorant fools blurting out of their gutters? Mrs Mirabel is married with kids. How could she have a sugar daddy when she's married and owns a conglomerate worth billions of dollars?!” A guest whispered to his partner.

His world scares me. "I didn't know you felt that way." I shrug. Not everyone has a boyfriend that is a freaking millionaire, that is almost two decades older and is hot as hell. No, not everyone has my luck. "So, moving in together is too soon?" "Way too soon." "What did you say I was, sugar-what?" "Sugar daddy." That one thing I could have left out. I can't believe I'm explaining the term to him. My whole face feels hot as coals. "And I didn't say you were."

“What benefits did Titus promise you, Myka?” Myka was eating when Carol asked the question, and she was so shocked that she choked on the chicken and coughed so badly that she had to drink water. “He didn’t promise me anything. Mr. Sugar Daddy just asked us where we were having dinner tonight, and I told him that we’d be at Royal Court.” Mr. Sugar Daddy? “If you call him your sugar daddy, then aren’t I your sugar mommy by extension?” Carol glared at her. “Titus invested ten million dollars into Tiny Blessings. If you did the same, I’d immediately call you my sugar mommy too.”

More annoyance makes my voice a husky rasp as I ask her, “Is warming another man’s bed for favors all that good? I didn’t think you’d be the type to have a sugar daddy. That’s disgusting Antonia.” Antonia gives a burst of struggle to get away and I see a slight sparkle in her eyes but it’s clear she’s still not broken yet. All this stubbornness will evaporate when whatever sense of invincibility she’s gathered is completely shattered. I go all in for it, “I don’t mind you finding a way to make money for yourself, but at least tell me who’s bed you're sharing. Tell me Antonia, who’s this new sugar daddy?” A voice I can recognize anywhere responds to me in his familiar cold rasp, “That would b

, I said, trying to sound as sarcastic as possible. “ I am”. “ Great. And you still went ahead to deflower me”. “ Stop”, he sounded urgent. “ And you still went ahead to fuck me multiple times”. “ Stop”, he sounded more urgent, but I couldn't care less, not when I hadn't finished spitting the nonsensical words from my mouth. “ And you still went ahead to ask me out, to offer to be my sugar daddy”. “ I said stop”, he rushed towards me, closing my mouth with his palm and bending me, making us both to hide behind the park bench.

“After everything that happened, with the kidnapping and all, I don’t think I want to go back to that place. It’s too much. If you could put in a word with Damien or Kyle for me…” I burst into laughter before she even finished. “Wait, are you being sarcastic right now?” She gave me a look. “No, I’m being serious.” I laughed harder. “Sophia, you don’t need any job. I’m going to be your sugar daddy now. You’re retired, baby.” Sophia narrowed her eyes, grinning. “Sugar daddies usually ask their sugar babies to do things for them.” “Oh, of course,” I smirked. “All I need you to do is twerk for me and we’re even.”