Résultats pour "Daddy" dans Érotisme

Two adult women are ready to surrender to a Daddy’s care. One will build an empire, while the other must learn to trust again. In Daddy’s Naughty Gangster, adult college student Lucy joins a sugar-daddy website and meets Mason, a wealthy Daddy Dom who offers financial security in exchange...

Millie thinks she wants a man who will take control, but she has no idea how completely one man could change her life. Quiet, responsible, and always the good girl, Millie lives a comfortable but predictable life. Then Harvey appears with his handsome face, irresistible charm, and commanding...

We tore down every mafia family who dared to challenge us. Now we reign over this city. The three of us—Italian, Irish, and Bratva—are bound by the blood we shed. Nothing will stop us from building the empire we’ve dreamed of… except her. Eavan O’Brien, the forbidden little sister of my best friend, who I never expected to care about. She’s meant to hate me, but I can’t shake the way she looks at me—defiant, beautiful, and the need to tame her far too tempting.

Some guys take the easy way out. Not me. I work hard and I work out even harder. My sister would like to see me settled down with a family, but running a successful gym while building a fitness empire takes time, sweat, and discipline—three things I can't afford to spare even for a chance at happy ever after. Then the new yoga instructor struts into my gym looking like the ultimate cheat day.

At fifty-one, Frank has all but given up hope to find love again…until he meets Leif. The internet-famous star is everything Frank could possibly want in a man: he’s sweet, sexy, and feisty. The problem? He’s literally half as old as Frank. Frank is determined to stay away from Leif. Even if his age isn't an issue, his HIV status is.

Wherever I am, I'm the biggest guy in the room. People don't just gawk when they see me. They keep their distance, which is fine by me. Why do you think I bought a fixer-upper in the country? I don't mind the manual labor, just like I don't mind the solitude. I've got my own business and projects, and no room for anything—or anyone—else. That is, until an angel shows up on my doorstep, clutching a month-old advert touting a room for rent in my house.

Lucy joined a sugar-daddy website because she needed money. She never expected to become the mind behind a criminal empire. Lucy is an adult college student struggling to pay her bills and complete her degree. Desperate for extra income, she creates a profile online and receives a message from...

Twenty-two-year-old curvy girl Milly doesn't know if her Daddy-Dom will really give her the public punishment and even more public sharing that she’s fantasized about. But when he brings in reinforcements in the all-too-exposed parking lot, she knows she might just have found the man of her dreams. But will her Dominant Daddy still want her when he’s shared her with his friends?

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I did something stupid. Something needlessly, hopelessly stupid, and now my past is catching up with me. I knew when I saw that cash, I should have left it alone, but I needed it. And doesn’t the world owe me a little bit of luck? A little reprieve from the constant BS? Sorry. I can’t help but to rant about my situation because the truth is that I am royally screwed. You see, I stole money from the mob. One stupid decision made in the heat of the moment, and now I’m running for my life.

Connor Murphy was the perfect husband for a bratva kingpin's daughter. An Irish mafia boss I could marry to secure an alliance between our families. It was all supposed to be so simple... But then our wedding was attacked and I ended up on the run with his brother Caden. Now I'm caught between two men, and I can't tell which way is what. Not when Caden takes me over his knee, and definitely not when Connor bends me over and bares my bright red ass with his brother watching before making me come so hard I pass out.

One man’s family is another man’s harem…Steve may have tamed the busty blonde brat, Lilly, but when Steve catches Lilly’s big sister, Jordyn, in a lie, it’s up to him to uncover the exotic and mysterious beauty’s darkest secret before it destroys her and the entire Archer harem. But Jordyn isn’t the only trip mine on Steve’s growing list of trouble. There’s the limber, lovely redheaded Brooke, who has her mind set on marrying the wrong man. And now that Lilly has her hooks in Steve, she won’t let him up for air.

I frown as I scan the job advert. Who would sign up for something like this? And yet, I keep reading it: "You will undergo medical procedures and transformations to become creamy and fertile. In return, you will be matched with a dominant Sugar Daddy in a mutually beneficial relationship." When innocent 19-year-old Ella joins the Hucow Medical Institute, she gets a lot more than she expected: intense medical examinations, a dominant doctor, a demanding older man to be her sugar daddy, and a body that will be newly transformed to meet all of their—and her own—creamy desires.

When Liz and step-daddy Peter move to a new house, Liz seems to be on a cloud that just keeps getting higher and higher. Everything is perfect - the baby is safe and happy, and she and Peter have all the time in the world to unleash years of pent-up sexual tension and desire. But when she goes back to college, a new acquaintance makes her question the quirky family she and Peter have built. Will Liz fall back into her daddy's arms? Will she still, after all is said and done, be Daddy's Dirty Girl?

I’m a successful entrepreneur who’s made a good life for himself. I’ve had a few intimate relationships, but none have lasted. Probably because I haven’t been able to be my authentic self. See, in my heart, I’m a pup. I want to curl into a wonderful Daddy‘s lap and be petted, stroked, and praised. I long for piles with other puppies where we play and I can make friends. But who’s going to accept a forty-five-year-old man into that puppy pile?

My boyfriend’s been trying to kill me for weeks. Well, I guess he's my boyfriend. I mean, we've never officially been introduced, but he's always standing in the shadows, watching me. That has to be a good sign, right? The first time I saw him, he was hunched down in my bushes, aiming a rifle at my heart, and he's turned up with a new weapon every night since. As fun as our silly little game of Murder Daddy may be, I’m getting tired of having to steal my stalker-slash-boyfriend’s affection by disarming him and using his weapons against him.

Harley found the daddy of her dreams in Trent the Garilian. Sure, it was an alien abduction that took her by surprise, but she found herself on the most beautiful planet she'd ever seen. Garilia boasted of vibrant colors, plants, and homes, free from pollution or greed. The only problem was Garilian's didn't see humans as anything other than lower life forms to be kept as pets.

He made me his captive. Demanded I call him Daddy. He's my magnificent obsession. I'm trapped. Helpless. Chained. With no hope of breaking free. I don't know if I'll get away. Or if I even want to. Daddy's games are addictive. He's a drug. The more I try to leave, the closer he pulls me. Wherever I go...Daddy will haunt me. Forever. Daddy's Game is the third in the dark and suspenseful series from Amazon best-selling author, Felicity Brandon. Dark adult content is included - you have been warned.

I met Jared online. Despite having a family, I wanted to feel alive. I wanted the fantasy. But I never counted on one thing: Daddy. A daddy who takes control. A daddy who always gets what he wants. A daddy like Jared. He'll make me his property. And I'll let him consume me. Daddy's Little Captive is the first in the dark and suspenseful series from Amazon best-selling author, Felicity Brandon. Dark content is included - you have been warned.

I never claimed to be a saint. But it wasn't until I found myself in cuffs that I learned the damage I was capable of. The only sunshine on those gray prison days came in the form of letters from a hopeful teenager with a quick wit. But the letters weren't addressed to me. They were meant for my bastard cellmate, who'd sooner toss them on the floor with the rest of his trash. So, I picked them up, read them, and wrote back, signing each letter, Love, Dad.