Daddy Dearest Fnf Novelas e Histórias

Chapter 28. Make up Sex "Papa. Whele iz Dada"? Denzel turned to see a sleepy Natty coming downstairs. "Good morning baby. Dada went to work baby". Denzel picked her up to settle on her seat. "But he didnt wait fol me". Natty said with a pout. Denzel felt a pang in his heart. It never happened. Even if the kids were sleeping Cyrus would make sure to let them know that he had to leave. "Baby. Dada had to go in urgent". He tried to coax.

I whimpered—half embarrassed, half desperate—clenching around him on purpose just to hear that choked sound he made. “Only for you,” I breathed. “Only ever this needy for you, Daddy.” His eyes flashed—dark, possessive. He pulled out slow—agonizingly slow—until just the head was stretching my entrance, then slammed back in with one hard thrust that knocked the air out of my lungs and made water splash around us. “Fuck—yes,” he growled. “That’s my filthy baby. Taking Daddy’s cock so deep, so greedy. You love being filled, don’t you? Love feeling me stretch this tight little pussy until you can’t think straight.”

Eve called out. “Plans changed, enjoy the drink with Edwin… I love you both.” I got into the taxi and the driver zoomed off. Clutching the signed poster and my phone, I rushed into the house, glancing around, I saw my mother and father, but there was no Carl. “Dad, where is your friend, has he left already?” I asked slowly. “Yes, he had something to do.” My father responded. I pout, trying to conceal my disappointment that he wasn’t here.

There was nothing hesitant in his gaze—only that same heat, that same hunger that had been smoldering between us for far too long. "Mr. Damian..." I whispered, my voice barely a breath. He paused. His eyes lifted to mine—stormy, dark, and completely in control. "Try again," he said, his eyes darkening more. My lips parted, trembling. "Mr. Damian..." A small, wicked smile curved his mouth. "No, sweetheart." His hands gripped my thighs tighter. "It's Daddy. Call me Daddy." My breath caught. There was something dangerous in the way he said it, something that made every nerve in my body snap to life.

Call me daddy Chapter 8 You don’t look too happy to see me Nora , I thought that you were going to smile and show me all your excitement or at least get naked in front of me like you did the last time” my uncle told me as he smiled . This was the first time since the whole stuff that I have genuinely seen him smile . He never smiled at me after that confession and seems to be getting mad at me but seeing him smile at me brings so much joy to my heart .

She pressed my head tightly against her mounds as I flipped my tongue on her hard nipple. “This is what you wanted, hun?” “Yes, baby,” she moaned. “This is what you’ve been looking for, hun?” I whispered, tugging her nipples with my teeth. “Oh, fuck! Yes, Daddy,” she cried. “Call me daddy again.” “Daddy,” she moaned, arching her back closer, her body pleading for more. “I miss you so much, baby. I don’t want you to stop, please.” “Hmmm,” I groaned as I planted kisses on her stomach until I reached her entrance, flipping my tongue on her clit.

His large hands tore at my pajamas, the buttons scattering onto the floor with a clatter. "Gabriel," I moaned as his mouth left my lips and traveled down my neck. "Call me Daddy," he growled between small bites on my sensitive neck skin. "Like last night, when you were alone and thinking of me." "Daddy," I whispered obediently, my head tilting back giving his relentless mouth greater access. His hand squeezed my breast with a force that was almost painful, his fingers pinching my already hardened nipple. A sweet pain spread throughout my body, making me moan louder. He used his teeth and tongue skillfully, leaving marks I knew would last for days.

And somewhere back home, Celeste was waiting for me, probably pacing, maybe praying, maybe hating me. She didn’t know yet that her father had just turned this into a war neither of us could walk away from. “Okay,” I whispered to no one. “You want to play dirty, Rivera? Then we’ll play.”

He squeezes my nipples, pinching them just enough to make me gasp, and he’s groaning, hard against my belly his thigh presses between mine and rubs. “We don’t have to…” I begin, just to be sure. “I mean, if it’s weird, Nick, we don’t have to… I just thought… for fun…” His eyes are darker than I’ve seen them in weeks. His smirk was dirty enough to make my tummy tickle. “Call me Daddy,” he says and opens the door. THE END

"Daddy's gonna cum in you, daughter." Nikki fights me, trying to get out from under me. "No, Daddy. I'll get pregnant!" I'm there. I go deep, pulling her hips against me as my cock bursts deep inside my daughter. She's moaning, her face in the sheets, cumming all over my cock. I pull out, move off the bed. Nikki rolls over, smiling, pointing at me. "You, Father, are the dirtiest, filthiest, nastiest man I have ever known. I've never cum so hard."