"I don't think that would be very appropriate Mr. Styles." I stated hoping he would hand over my phone and let me leave his classroom. He let out a quiet groan after I said that making my eyes widen in terror. "As much as I love the way Mr. Styles rolls off your tongue, I think I would prefer the sound of you calling me daddy."

"Are you scared of me, Braylee?" He asks, his breath hitting her neck. She slowly shakes her head, lying to him, "Well you should be." He hisses, and with that he storms off, leaving her alone. Highest Ranking: #392 in FanFiction Cover Credit: @speechbubbles EDITED STARTED 5/22/2014 COMPLETED 7/11/2015

[SAMPLE] Reed frowned, his eyes filled with confusion when he saw that Lena seemed to be fine. "I heard a scream," he announced stiffly, standing awkwardly over Lena's bed. Beneath the sheets, Lena was torn between renewed arousal and slight mortification. Embarrassment won. "Everything's fine," she muttered, trying to discreetly disengage the battery-operated toy from between her thighs. It was a thick phallus, way too thick to silently exit her wet pússy, but finally, finally, it popped out. "But you screamed." "Because I came, Reed." His bewilderment only grew. "Came where?" And that was when Lena knew that even after what had happened between them last night, Reed was still like a newborn, an innocent. He might have been the most intelligent guy she knew but in many ways, he was still the boy he'd been before the accident that had marred his life. So she heaved out a sigh, clamping her thighs together when she felt his gaze scorch her damp skin. "I had an orgasm, Reed." She calmly spelled it out, wondering if she should mention that it was his cock she'd been imagining inside her. Now that she knew what he was packing, it was impossible to get the image out of her head - not that she was trying. Reed swallowed, a blush creeping up his neck. Lena was instantly turned on by that blush, by his obvious discomfort and arousal. So she did the most natural thing that came to her. She pulled her sheets away.

*This is a FREE book with PAID exclusive chapters* [The Dad I'd Like to F*ck] "You should be careful," Devin said calmly, bending over to scoop Rory into his arms. "This bathtub can get incredibly slippery." "So I noticed," she said dryly. Mortified, she noticed how erect her nipples were. They stabbed the air like tiny knives of arousal and she was positive that Devin had noticed. "I think I can walk now," she said quickly. To her relief, he set her on the ground and reached for her towel. "This is the second time I'm rescuing you," he said, in that quiet way Rory was beginning to recognise as his annoyed tone. "Let's not make it a habit." Rory tightened the towel around herself, wincing from the motion. "I slipped in the tub. Hardly a rescue." A dirty look crossed his face. "I haven't had sex in two years, Rory. Consider yourself rescued..." He turned to leave "...from me." She was speechless. For starters, this had been the longest conversation she'd ever had with Devin Shaw and, secondly, she was positive that he wasn't as crazy as he let everyone believe he was...

[THIS STORY IS CURRENTLY ON HOLD] "What an angry kitten. The kitten needs to be taught some lessons today by Daddy.'' he laughed and took out a thing that looked like a whip. What the hell. 2014.10.16 #178 in Fanfiction ___ WARNING: This story contains rape, abusive relationship, daddy kink and similar things. Read at your own risk.

"What would a 21 year old man want with an 18 year old school girl" WARNING// daddy kink|| age gap|| Sexual content Only read if you're 16+ if not whatever do what you want. If you don't like these things then don't read.

In which a 26 year old becomes infatuated with the girl next door. Harry Styles au.

Harry's favorite thing to use in bed was handcuffs. Harry tops!

❝so Lia, do you have a boyfriend nowadays?❞ ❝actually yes❞ ❝what's his name?❞ ❝Luke; but I usually call him Daddy❞ ©Narry-My-Storan 2015 || Kay