When Daddy Is Sleeping Novels & Stories

Adassah's POV I gather the bed sheets cover into my hands, fisting it tightly with my back arching up while I'm about to reach my ecstasy. The door flung open and I sat up straight with my legs parting. Luckily the duvet is covering my naked body and the bed surface. "Mommy, where is daddy?" Mathew and Mason both stood by our bedroom door catching their breath. "Honey, daddy is going for a run," I told them 'Yeah kids he's running between your mommy's legs,' Alera jokes through our link and I shut her off immediately as now I felt hands gliding over my thighs.

Mr Blair inquires his voice booming loudly “ I was asleep . ” Isabella answer's curtly on hearing her Dad's voice over the phone . “ By this time when you should be at the office. Something is not right with you . ” Mr Blair thunders in a surprised tone “ I am sending Doctor Luca right away . ” Mr Blair added as Isabella let out a loud gasp . “ No , no Dad . I am at Karen's . ” Isabella chirped in sharply . “ He will come over to Karen's . ” Mr Blair said with a tone of finality . Isabella dash out of the bed hastily , she grabs her hand bag and cell phone before leaving the room .

"I'm just heading out for a drink with my brother." "Don't get too drunk, okay?" "Yes, Mommy." He left, so I settled beside his mother. "Monic, you can call me 'Mommy,' alright?" I blinked, shy. "Po?" I stuttered. "Ah, Mommy, what happened to Daddy?" I asked nervously. "We had an accident," she replied. "Po?" "Zack, Zary, me, and their dad." "All of you?" I queried in surprise. "Yes, their father was in better condition than the rest of us."

It hadn’t been minutes since I closed my eyes and tried to find the good sleeping posture before I heard his soft groans and his warm hands around my cheeks. He raised my head and placed a kiss on my lips, gently. “I know you’re not sleeping.” He murmured and my eyes dropped open. He chuckled. “Your after sex glow makes you look more beautiful.” He stated, and in the next minute, his hand was on my ass, spanking me. “Oh! Daddy!” I moaned softly, biting my lower lip seductively. My hand went up his bare chest and slid down to grasp his cock. “You are so huge, daddy.”

I'm a virgin, and this isn't how I had imagined my first night to be, especially with my own stepfather. Logan smacked my face firmly and roared, "Yes, what?" And I remembered that he had told me to refer to him as Daddy. "Yes, Daddy," I cried out with teary eyes as Logan groaned in delight at my submissive response. “Good, now get on your fours, legs spread out for Daddy on the bed," Logan commanded sternly, then released his grip on my hair, and I complied. With humiliation and fear, I went up on the bed that was supposed to be shared by my mother and stepfather for their wedding night. How did I get here? I have no idea. It all happened so fast. I never wanted this, not with a man my fath

"Yes, daddy... I do. The house feels empty without you. What are you doing? When will you be home? I've been waiting all day." He chuckled darkly, the sound sending shivers down her spine. "Just wrapping up some meetings, baby. Thinking about you too, how wet you got for me, begging like a good slut. I'll be back in an hour or so. Be naked and ready on the bed when I walk in. Spread those legs, touch yourself but don't cum. I want to see how desperate you are." She whimpered, her free hand slipping under her shorts instinctively, fingers brushing her clit. "An hour? That's too long... Please, daddy, hurry. I need you to fuck me again, dominate me. Tell me what you'll do, make me wetter while

The brother he'd perfected before Julian, before Marcus, before Elena or Lucas or the boy. The one who had been sleeping for forty years, waiting for the harvest. And he was waking up.

His gaze flicked down to my dick ready to spill any liquid the moment I go faster than this. I moaned, as his hips snapped meeting me on the same thrust. His gaze darkened, even under the sun light that reflected into the room. I could still see his face as our bodies collided, thrust for thrust sending a feral sound to my lips. “Do you want my cum, daddy?” I asked him, preparing myself to splutter all my cum into his face. “Yes,” that was all I needed to know, as I pulled away from his cock as I climbed up his body, facing my dick in front of his face.

Everything feels just perfect. I remain in the same position for the next hour or so, listening to his heartbeat and the sound of television from the background. . I didn't know when i feel asleep. I woke up to the stiff of my neck and the urge to change my sleeping position. I opened my bleary eyes and realized i was strangled my dad, i awkwardly try to stand up and muttered "sorry", but i received no response from my father, that's was when i noticed he's also resting.

Chapter Four The rhythm of the affair had become the only reliable constant in the house, and every departure of my mother’s car from the driveway sent the same immediate current through my body. I tracked her shifts with the same quiet precision Daniel did, and the moment the engine faded, the waiting began. Sometimes he found me within minutes. Sometimes the delay stretched until the need had grown so sharp that I paced the hallway outside the guest room with my pulse already heavy between my legs. Either way, the lock turning behind us sealed the rest of the world out and left only the heat of his skin and the heavy stretch of him filling me until there was nothing else.