Yes Daddy Novels & Stories

Sariel's Point of View "Daddy!" I moaned softly, feeling his fingers trail across the bare skin of my back. He had quick access to it, thanks to my backless shirt. He groaned in response, his voice sounding husky. "I'm your daddy?" he whispered, feeling a mixture of discomfort and excitement as he continued his slow exploration. “Yeah, I'd definitely save your name in my contacts as Daddy Maddy,” I teased, earning a low growl from him. I could feel his breath hitch, almost as if he were losing his composure.

These assholes don’t have the right to say anything to me. “Hey, it’s Daddy!” laughs Kye. “You gonna let him put it in your ass tonight?” “Yes,” I hiss, all the rage I feel coming to the surface. “I am.” I pout, batting my eyelashes, and speak in a little girl voice. “I let my daddy fuck me all the time, because you know why, Kye?” I straighten my shoulders and look him dead on. “Because he makes me come so hard, with his big, man’s dick, and I can’t get enough of it. He’s not some little boy who doesn’t know what he’s doing. He doesn’t have to fumble in basements or apologize to parents when he gets caught with his dick out. He’s a man. And he’s amazing.”

She knew… she had seen it… that Isadora wasn’t wearing this top this morning. “What are you wearing?” she asked with arched brows, and Isadora’s heart dropped, sinking into her belly. She had hoped, had prayed that her mother would not find out, but it seems her prayer didn’t work out. Isadora stared down at her body, stuttering as she tried to place her words together. “I… I… I… It’s Daddy’s clothes. Dad,” she said, forcing a smile. “It was… the last thing he left me with.” She added, knowing that this would stir up something within her mother, but it would be better than saying it was from Damian.

I went to my phone to text the one person who cared about me, my Daddy. "Hey, Daddy, I just got into a huge fight with Bill. He demanded that I go to his parents for the holiday weekend. You would be proud of me. I told him I was NOT GOING. I am so angry right now. I can't wait for yoga tonight. I have so much frustration to work out!"

"Worse, actually. My legs ache, and I keep getting these dizzy spells. Maybe I should call the doctor." Daddy's eyes flicked to me, a silent warning or was it excitement? "If it's not better by tomorrow, definitely. But rest today. Isabella can help around the house." I nodded eagerly. "Of course. I'll make you some tea later." Tea I could spike too, if needed. As Mom headed back to the couch, Daddy cornered me by the fridge, his hand slipping under my skirt to cup my ass. "You added more?" he murmured, his breath hot against my ear.

He drove us home. He dropped me onto the bed. A wide grin appeared across his lips. He quickly undressed himself, I watched as his dick fell out of his underwear. That big guy was making me smile in my head. " You did a great job by making sure we weren't caught." He breathed, Crawling into the bed, he leaned forward landing his soft lips against mine. I felt a tiny shock wave rushed down my spine, a wave of adrenaline surged through me. "Appreciate me, daddy." I moaned, breaking the kiss.

Yaya Lita laughed, "Sir, you are billionaire, you wear Divisoria apron? You will cook adobo in Divisoria apron?" He laughed, "Yaya, I am nanny now, nanny wears apron, nanny cooks adobo, nanny does not wear Armani in kitchen, nanny wears apron, nanny learns from Yaya, Yaya is head nanny, I am assistant nanny." Leo woke up, dinosaur pajamas, frowning, "Mommy, why is Daddy here? Why is Daddy wearing apron? Is Daddy our nanny? Is Daddy going to cook? Does Daddy know how to cook? Daddy knows how to sign papers, not cook adobo."

He didn’t smile. “You’re always the last one here,” he said. “I’m just finishing up.” “James know you work this late?” “James is in Dubai.” Henry’s eyes moved over my face, then lower. “Doesn’t answer the question.” I tried to step around him. He didn’t move. The space was small enough that my shoulder brushed his chest. I felt the solid heat of him through his shirt. For a second neither of us said anything. Then his hand settled on my waist.

"Daddy was already a very powerful figure in the business field from a very young age. He has dealt with all sorts of bad characters and is destined to be a leader who’s difficult to fathom. He’s sharp and cautious as well. It’s not surprising to know that you can’t see through Daddy’s plan, Great-grandpa.” Grand Old Master cast his mind back to the time when Jay had dealt with Doomsday's elite army all by himself and was eventually able to keep the Ares family safe from harm. After thinking about it, he agreed with what Jenson just said. He should have confidence in Jay. Grand Old Master Yorks was curious about Jay's plans. "Jens, tell me. What exactly is your daddy plotting at?”

Zayn (crying) Zayn : the beautiful word is dad... Yes dad I'm gonna be best dad in this world (shouting again like crazy)...