While Daddy Is Sleeping Novels & Stories

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 .

he rumbled, the endearment laced with authority, "what's got my needy little baby calling me in the middle of the day? Everything alright?” Katherine bit her lip, her cheeks flushing as she imagined him in his office, that muscular frame tense with work, his thick erection straining against his pants at the thought of her. "Daddy… I just... I want you home for dinner tonight. With me. Please…” He chuckled darkly. “Baby, you know I've got this late meeting. It'll run long, also dinner out with the clients is part of it. Be a good girl and eat without me. I'll make it up to you later.”

Damien said, holding her firmly with one hand and putting the other to his lips, gesturing for her to be quiet. Emma was so terrified and panicked that her entire body went rigid. The man she called father, the man who was her mother's husband, was lying on top of her. Emma’s mouth was covered, preventing her from making any sound. She watched him with both terror and vigilance, desperate to find a way out.

"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."

The large one. "What?" My father stood up, the chair falling behind him at the force he used to unfold his height. "Sit down, Henry!" Alpha Caden said, his expression serene and stern at the same time. My father did just that. No one could deny the Alpha's command. I am starting to think he relishes on seeing people do as he said because he has the fucking tilte. monster!

The new intern had a habit of calling my husband "Daddy." "Daddy, I am having the worst luck today. Could you please go buy me some feminine products?" "Daddy, I cannot get the zipper on my dress unstuck. Can you help me?" "Daddy, why do you not have my hair tie around your wrist? I think you deserve a punishment. Wear two. Pink ones, okay?" I frowned as irritation simmered beneath the surface. My husband waved it off with a casual smile. "She is just being playful. Do not take it seriously. She is young and enjoying the novelty. She will get over it soon enough." I said nothing. I waited until the night of the company’s annual gala. She suddenly stumbled in front of everyone and fe

He pinned them to the mattress on either side of her hips, his grip firm and unyielding. "When Daddy is on your body," he growled, his eyes blazing up at her from between her thighs, "you need to learn that every single action of yours must be with permission." His voice dropped even lower, becoming something dark and dangerous and devastatingly arousing. "Do you understand me, you naughty, cock-loving slut?" The words were followed by a sharp spank directly to her pussy, making her back arch off the mattress. "Fuck! Y... yes! Yes, daddy!" Anny cried out, her fingers gripping the sheets so tightly her knuckles went white.

My breath hitches when I make it to the top. Daddy lies there looking as if he is peacefully sleeping. His raven colored hair, much like my own, is styled just as he always wore it. You can see the bags under his eyes from his lack of sleep. If I didn’t know any better, I would think that it has all been a nightmare. It’s not, though, and my heart breaks. “Daddy.” I whisper. I know he can’t hear me here but maybe he can hear me where he is now. “I’m not ready for you to leave me.”

Even with the position, he had his back to Dominic. Zachery rubbed his eyes, which felt a little sticky, and then got off the bed. In the middle of the night, Zachery circled the entire room in his father’s enormous mansion. His Daddy was in his office room. Still awake, playing on his laptop. Do not know if he’s working or what, while the others are fast asleep. Creak. “Daddy.” Dominic flinched while he was focused. Zachery came to startle him. “Zachery? what are you doing? Why are you awake?”

She continues to rub her eyes, still halfway lost in her sleepy state. “Goody morning, Mommy,” she greets me with her endearing, drowsy voice, instantly warming my heart. She settles into my lap, resting her head against my chest. “Today, I saw my Daddy in my dleam (dream). He said he’s coming to me super soon.” My heart sinks as I listen to her words.