Prologue
Since I can remember, I’ve called him daddy and he called kid.
I love him because he always protected me. Always provided for me. David Truman is what everyone out there would wish to have as a ward or father figure.
I was lonely when he picked me up from child protective services and became my foster dad.
To others, David Truman was ruthless, coldhearted, and brutal. He kills without mercy. Fires without guilt. Hurts without batting an eye.
You cross his way, he slaughters. But, he’s more brutal, deadly, and violent when it comes to me.
David Truman is also known to be a great womanizer. Rumors had it that he'd taken about four wives. None of them were able to tame him nor handle his brutal side.
Hell, my daddy is one that could make you shiver with just one look. His demeanor was always cold. He was always detached.
However, women go horny at the glimpse of him. He's powerfully
built. Handsome like a god…I mean more handsome than any Greek god. He's about six-four. You can imagine how I craned my head whenever I wanted to look at him in my five-four.
All Tabloid in the whole of America features him as the most handsome in the state. All gossip blogs feature how many women crush on him…yeah, my daddy is that swoon-worthy. He’s hot. Sexy as f**k.
And to cap it all, my daddy came first in Forbes list of the richest men in America.
That’s my daddy. Powerful, handsome, filthy-rich.
And as I read all these about my daddy. As I heard how women moaned whenever he's brutally f*****g them, I wish it was me. I wanted to witness first hand who my daddy is.
I mean, the man makes me wet. I used to love him as my daddy but everything changed when I turned eighteen.
My hormones became more pronounced, making me horny as f**k whenever we were together.
I want my daddy to bed me.
I want my daddy to tease me with his c**k. That monster c**k of his.
I always finger myself
thinking about him.
I always dry humph my bed imagining his thick shaft stretching me to the brim.
I want my daddy to want me.
My eighteenth
birthday wish was for my daddy to f**k me senseless. I want my daddy to focus his attention on me and avoid all other women.
Fuck! Thoughts about my daddy always sent shivers of need down my p***y. I want nothing but for him to suckle my n*****s, every day. I want his d**k to tease my clit.
I want to be a vessel
for his pleasure and him mine.
I want my daddy to be mine and me his.
I know it won’t be an easy feat because
David Truman only saw me as his daughter or so I thought. He only saw me as a kid. He thought I was not old enough to have a sexuality. He thinks I’m the girl he had always protected from his immoral life. But he doesn’t know I know his secret.
He doesn’t know I watch him whenever he d***s women in his bed, grunting at the mad pleasure.
I always watch him f**k them and wish it was me. I want it to be me, hell it’s driving me crazy.
I’m now a nymphomaniac
just because of my daddy. I do dirty things just to prepare myself for the day he'll f**k me. But the man hasn’t batted an eye towards me.
He's overly treating me like I’m still the Vera he picked up from the CPS from years before. But, only I know I’m not that girl again.
I’m a full grown woman now. A woman who wants s*x from the man she loves. A woman that can endure anything from the man she loves.
Daddy, please bed me!
I won’t stop tempting him until he lost it and comes to me.
I won’t stop torturing him, showing him how my body has grown over the years until he succumbs and f***s me.
I want my daddy to, tease me.
Suckle on my essence.
Kiss me.
And most of all, make me his!
Yes, I’ll be a temptation to David Truman.
Thank goodness, his guardianship over me will end soon. So he'll stop thinking I’m a baby.
My daddy must make his. I must be my David’s woman!
