Hot Single Daddy Collaboration #1: Ride me, Daddy {18+}Updated at Jun 1, 2026, 13:53
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"So, your name is Marian?" a deep, commanding voice said from behind her. She squeezed her eyes shut.
"Don't act like you didnβt see me or hear me, woman, as if you didnβt beg me to ride you until dawn last night," he continued.
"What did you say again? 'Ride me, Daddy'? So bold⦠so wild. But why are you suddenly acting innocent and timid this morning?" he teased, pulling her closer.
"C-Captainβ¦ Ano kasiβ"
"Call me by my name. Timothy. Thatβs my name, Marian," he whispered, tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear. Her lips parted, but no words came out.
"I have a proposal for you," Timothy said. "Since we spent the night together and I didnβt use protection, and thereβs a chance you might get pregnant, I want you to bear my second child. But understand this: I donβt believe in love or marriage. I only need you to be a temporary mother to my son. Money, comfort, anything you need, Iβll provide it."
"P-Paano kung ayaw ko pumayag sa gusto mo?" she stammered, her heart racing as their faces drew closer."
Then you better never show your face in my airline again. And make sure to take your morning pill. Donβt you dare have my child without my knowledge," he said, his tone deadly serious. Marian stared at him. Timothy Edward Pierce, her high school crush, was standing right in front of her. She had been secretly in love with him for years, and now he was offering her a dream sheβd barely dared to imagine. But there was a catch: she couldnβt fall in love, and he didnβt want a wife, just a woman to be a mother to his son and bear his second child. What could she do? Rejecting him meant losing everything. But accepting his offer meant playing with fire; she could end up burning, breaking her own heart. And yetβ¦ how could she possibly run from the man she had been dreaming about all these years?