Daddys Here To Stay

Control

Harper's P.O.V-

"Make sure to set up Mrs. Hartman's appointment before you leave, she called this morning before you got in and I only just remembered that she needed to be seen as soon as possible. Make an opening in my schedule for tomorrow."

Mr. Welsh was a demanding man. Sometimes I wanted to smack him over the head with a patient file. They were heavy enough...

"Mr. Welsh, you're booked for tomorrow I don't thin-"

"Did I ask if I was booked Ms. Campbell? No, I asked you to make an opening. Do what you have to, make all the calls you need to make. That woman NEEDS to be seen."

I knew he was fùcking her. They were both cheating on their spouses. Mr. Welsh may have been a married man but that didn't mean he was faithful. I should have never stuck up for him to Noah.

"Yes, Mr. Welsh."

As soon as he was inside of his office I flipped off the door. Fùcker. Stupid, annoying fùcker.

At that very moment I decided that I WAS going to tell the man that I couldn't come in tomorrow. I needed a break from his annoying presence.

Quickly getting up from my seat behind my desk, I went over to his door and knocked.

"What!?" Was heard from the other side and I opened it just a crack.

"I won't be in tomorrow, I have something I need to do."

"What's more important than your internship? Unless you want to lose it, you'll be in tomorrow."

"But Mr. Welsh I have to-"

"Something more important than your future?"

In that moment the front door slammed shut and both of us turned to look in that direction.

"Noah."

This man was impossible. He never listened... I told him that I would be home when I would be home. He was so impatient. If he wanted something he usually got it... with force or not.

"Mr. Welsh, it's time for my fiancé to come home. And she will NOT be coming in tomorrow. In fact she won't be coming in anymore, she will be starting a new job next week."

"Noah, What the hell!?"

"Mr. Carter... what a surprise."

"Andrew, we both know that this isn't a surprise. The way you've been treating my fiancé is completely unacceptable. I didn't help you get this office for you to abuse your power as owner. Your other intern quit within a month because of your sèxual advances. I think you're taking out your frustration on Harper by unnecessarily overworking her because you will never be able to get into her pants because she's MINE."

"Now Mr. Carter, I think you're being a little bit outlandish don't you think?"

"No I don't think. I only helped you start this practice so I knew where Harper would be at all times and that you wouldn't lay a hand on her because you knew I would kill you."

It grew silent for way too long and I was suddenly turning, walking angrily over to my desk and grabbing my things.

"What are you doing?" Noah completely forgot about Mr. Welsh and walked over to me.

I held my hand up as I moved to the front door. "Going home. I can't believe you... actually I can believe you but dammit Noah. You're trying to control all aspects of my life. This was supposed to be something I was doing on my own and here you are the reason I'm at THIS particular office with this particular MENTOR."

I snorted. "Some mentor... I'm done here. I won't be back MR. WELSH. I'll be in the guest bedroom tonight NOAH."

With that I was out of the door and running to my car. I was so fùcking angry.

Trying to be independent while engaged to Noah Carter was damn near impossible but I was trying. So freaking hard.

And I'd keep trying.

"HARPER! WAIT! Baby girl, please!"

Before he could catch up with me, I was already pulling out of the parking lot and into traffic. He wasn't going to talk his way out of this one, not this time. I just needed a little space, just a teeny tiny bit of it.

All the way home, I blasted my music, singing along.

Noah was a reallly fast driver, so I needed to be faster. I know fast driving was reckless and I definitely couldn't drive like Noah but by the grace of God I made it home before him. As soon as I was in the house, I grabbed some pajamas from our room and headed for the guest bedroom. I was starving but I needed to keep up this charade of avoiding him for now.

He needed to know that I was upset with him and that what he did was NOT ok.

As soon as I locked the room door and then the shower door, I was bare and standing under the scalding hot water. It felt like HEAVEN. After being on my feet all day, (most of the day, except for lunch) I could feel my muscles starting to loosen up.

Surprisingly all I heard was the water as I just stood there. No knocking on the door, no Noah shouting for me to open up. He's never yelled at me in anger since I first met him. I've never yelled at him either- until tonight.

I felt terrible for it. But I wanted him to understand that I didn't want to be one of those women that relied on her man for everything.

He knew that I didn't want him to do everything for me but he still couldn't help himself. I knew he was protective but sometimes his possessiveness got out of hand.

He was jealous of any man who even looked at me with flirty eyes.

He knew how to reign it in but sometimes he couldn't help but snap.

And although I loved his jealousy and I loved his possessiveness, I still wanted to be able to be independent. I not only wanted to be a strong, independent woman for myself but I wanted to be one for him as well.

I wanted to prove myself and everyone else wrong. I wanted to show the world how strong I really was.

When I was Noah Carter's wife one day, I wanted people to be able to be in awe of me as well. I wanted our future kids to be proud of me as well.

I stood in the shower so long that the water turned cold and I was finally forced to step out. Wrapping a fluffy red towel around my body, I leaned forward to wipe the foggy mirror.

As my pruney fingertips reflected back at me I giggled.

I looked at the time on my phone to see I'd been in there almost an hour.

I had no missed calls or text messages from ANYONE. I think Noah got the point of me needing 'alone time.'

As I slid on my little, white, lacy barely there pajamas, I admired my body. Noah had bought these for me only about a month ago when we went on a shopping spree. He loved seeing me in white. He told me that it complimented my skin.

Brushing my hair, my eyes traveled down to my nípples to see that they had hardened. It was because this pair reminded me of another pair that he'd gotten me at the same time and it had been ripped to shreds when Noah was way to impatient to wait for them to be taken off correctly.

He had promised to 'have me up, screaming and crying his name all night long.'

I had been looking forward to it until he had to come barrelling into Mr. Welsh's office leaking the truth about my position... Ok, well yes I still wanted him but I wasn't going to tell him that and I sure as hell wasn't going to go to him for some.

I needed to stand my ground.

Sighing, I threw my towel into the wash basket in the corner and headed out into the room. It was going to be an early night for me even though it was already 10:30. That had been early for me since I started my internship.

"FÙCK!" I jumped back seeing Noah completely naked and spread out on the bed, playing with himself. I was obviously NOT expecting that.

"God damn, baby girl. You look like a little angel in that outfit. Your títs look so beautiful.. so perfect..."

He sat up and inched towards the end of the bed.

"Noah.. I'm tired. I want to go to sleep. Please leave."

He frowned and then ran his hand through his hair, his eyes still traveling over my entire body over and over again. His pupils were dilated and I could feel myself growing wet.

Well... I showered for nothing.

No, no. Not nothing, my sore muscles felt much better. At least for the time being.....

He was silent as he admired my body. My eyes couldn't help but travel to his very hard... còck.

I swallowed hard, audibly. I could feel my wetness leaking through the very small spot of silk that covered my most private part. It was the only part covered in this whole getup.

As I watched, a devilish grin took over his face. He could see it. He could see that I had soaked through the material.

"Noah... go back to our room. I'm mad at you and I want some space."

My voice shook with every word.

"Why are you mad? Why are you mad at me baby girl, tell me."

His voice was calm and oh so very, very husky.

"You keep trying to control every single aspect of my life. I was supposed to do this internship on my own. Instead, you knew the guy I was working for. You are the reason he has his own practice. You organized him hiring me, obviously... I thought he had chosen me because he was impressed with my work, with my papers..... but no, he chose me because you made him."

"I didn't make him do anything actually. I simply put your name into the pool of names and he knew you were my fiance. That might have encouraged him but he told me you had a brilliant mind and would help a lot of people."

"Why did you help him start his own practice?"

Noah grew silent and for a few moments, his stare fell on the wall behind me.

"I hoped you would end up there. I meant what I said. Andrew knew that if he tried to even flirt with you and you told me, he would lose everything. It happens a lot in internships. Interns are taken advantage of by their supposed to me 'mentors.' I've reprimanded so many employees for doing it. I just didn't want anyone to try anything with you."

"You can't ALWAYS protect me. I know you want to try but I'm stronger than you think. And I would always tell you if anything happened. Anything at all! You have got to have more faith dammit!"

I didn't realize that I was wringing my hands together tightly until I felt my nails dig into the back of my hands.

Noah was up and off the bed, immediately in front of me, grabbing my wrists and pulling my hands apart. He walked me backwards and pushed my back against it, my arms up over my head against it....

I groaned at the slight tinge of pain... I loved pain. But Noah hated when anything but foreplay and purposely inflicted pain affected me. I knew instantly that he didn't like me digging my own nails into my skin.

"Stop. Stop, I'm sorry baby girl. I am so sorry."

"Are you? Because you say 'sorry' a whole hell of a lot. And then you still act like a caveman Noah."

His grip grew tighter on my wrists and I couldn't help but moan. I liked the caveman in him, that was part of the problem...

"Punish me."

It took a moment for his words to register in my mind. "W-wait, what?"

Our eyes locked and his stare smoldered me. I felt my blood run hot in my veins.

"Punish me, little one. Take out your anger on me. Use me."

His hands let go of me and he backed up a little bit. My eyes went to his còck again. Damn did it look angry. So swollen... all those angry veins screaming at me to touch him.

My heart was pounding wildly in my chest. I was scanning his body now. Every muscle and every vein that decorated his perfect body made my mouth water. I knew its power, I knew his strength. All the feelings he could make me feel...

Slowly my feet started to move forward and I laid my hand on his chest. His heart was racing just as fast as mine.

We made our way to the bed until I pushed him down onto it. I was quickly climbing over top of him, rubbing my dripping core, hard against his còck. He growled, trying to lean up to run his tongue over my breast but I pushed him back down.

"No."

He groaned, closing his eyes for a brief moment as I continued to rub my clít against his solid length. I moaned along with him, liking the way my juices leaked passed my little pajama undies and all over him.

"Fùck, baby... you're killing daddy."

"I'm in control, daddy. You told me to use you, so I'm going to."

I carefully slid off my panties and then spread my legs over top of him. I felt him twitch violently against me as he continued to groan and growl. I was torturing him. I knew it was taking a lot of self control not to just push himself inside of me and fùck the hell out of me.

As soon as every inch of his beautiful skin was covered in a sheen layer of sweat, I grabbed hold of his thickness and sunk down on it. He made the most beautiful sound as I took his entire length inside of me, squeezing around him the entire time.

Noah was whimpering, which made me as well. The sound was mouthwatering. Having him at my mercy and needing me so badly was so fùcking beautiful.

"Please.... PLEASE baby girl, fùck me...."

I rocked my hips back and forth, pushing him into the opening of my cervix. I cried out as his hips jerked upwards. Our eyes met and he bit his lip. "I'm sorry baby girl, I couldn't stop myself."

In that moment I placed my palms down on his hard chest and began to bounce up and down. I let him grab my brèasts, pinching my nïpples. His mouth fell open wide as I had him almost all the way out and then let myself fall back down, taking in his entire length again. This time we both cried out.

"You're so good baby... holy fùck..."

His legs bent upwards and he met me on a thrust.

I leaned down, biting one of his nípples hard. This caused him to thrust up into me once again. I felt the muscles in my legs quickly growing tired. He knew they would. I was on top many times and it didn't last long.

"You..." I got out with a heavy pant causing him to chuckle.

"What about me, baby girl?" He arched an eyebrow and I mewled as he leaned up again to take one of my nípples between his lips and I let him. His tongue lapped at it, making my back arch.

Before I could respond, his arms wrapped around my back and he flipped us. Once again my arms were above my head with his hands tightly around my wrists.

"N-not fair..." I whimpered as his powerful hips began a brutal rhythm, pounding his monster of a còck up into my stomach.

"I love you so much, my dirty, little tease. What do you want me to do to you? I'm still at your mercy baby..."

My eyes rolled back as he leaned down to lap at my chest with his talented tongue. I felt like I was in heat and nothing would sate my need.

Noah knew just how to play my body.

"Harder..." I ground out through my clenched teeth

He pushed both of my legs up over my shoulders and I screamed bloody murder. Yes, yes, yes. More.

"MORE!!!"

In that moment, I realized that he was doing it again. Using sèx as a weapon in our argument.

Surprising both of us I flipped him under me and jumped off of the bed as he slid out of me. We both groaned in annoyance. We both wanted to cùm, we both didn't want it to stop but I was trying to take charge here.

"Harper..." He growled, quickly standing from the bed, my juices shinning on his angry còck.

I ran around to the other side of the bed. "I-I'm still mad at you..." I had a very hard time saying 'no' when it came to Noah. I didn't really want to but I wanted him to get the point.

"Get your beautiful little behind back in this bed, baby."

I shook my head as once again, my back collided with the wall.

"I'm going to make you cùm one way or the other baby girl. It doesn't have to be in bed."

He chuckled out before he was suddenly running to me, picking me up and hoisting my legs up around his waist and thrusting back into me as my back banged hard against the wall once more.

I let out a high pitched sounding moan as my arms slithered around his neck and I buried my face into his sweaty neck.

"Is this what you want? For me to chase you? To take you like-" He thrusted hard and I cried into his neck, feeling my tears drip down onto his skin. "THIS."

My back continued to meet with the wall every time he pulled back and then plunged deeply into me. Suddenly I was squirting all over his belly and he shouted a loud 'fùck yes' making me jerk back into the wall again. He rode me hard, making my òrgasm rattle my teeth.

Still he continued to take me.

Pulling me away from the wall, he turned us and pushed everything off of the top of the dresser in the room and sat me down on it. His large hands pulled my thighs apart as he buried his face in my pùssy.

I whimpered as his tongue replaced his còck and began to fùck me in its place. His nose bumped my extra sensitive clít making me cry out his name as he ate me furiously.

My teary eyes blurred the beautiful sight of his dark head of hair bobbing quickly between my open legs. My hands latched onto said hair as he was forcing another strong òrgasm to wash through my shaking body.

He looked up, licking his lips as he stood to full height, pulling me into his arms again.

He grabbed my bottom roughly as my legs weakly rested around his waist. I was losing strength by the second. Noah knew that he made me weak and he loved it.

His mouth met my ear as he spoke softly. "I will not interfere again. You choose where you want to go. You choose what you want to do. You have my word, sweetheart."

I laid my cheek on his shoulder as I felt him use the tip of his còck to tease my overly sensitized clít . I knew he was nowhere near finished with me.

I continued to shiver and shake as he continued his ministrations.

"You h-ave t-to... no more... no more, please baby..." I was begging for mercy, I was begging for him to fùck me and I was begging for him to keep his promise. He knew, he didn't need to ask.

Without another word, he pumped into me and I groaned loudly before sinking my teeth into his shoulder blade. He groaned in response, twirling me around and slamming my back down onto the bed.

"I got you."

It didn't take either of us long to cùm, me again and Noah finally. He knew I was tired from work but he continued to make my body squirt for him. It was a vicious cycle of cùmming, cleaning, cùmming and then his tongue cleaning me up again.

He never lied when he said he was going to have me up all night.

Turning me onto my belly he was splitting me wide open again, making me scream and making me cry. "Tomorrow..." I lifted my head to squeal out.

"Tomorrow what?"

I fisted the sheets hard, his powerful body making the bed slide across the wooden floor. After all the times Noah's fùcked me and I was always knocked out by what he could do to me. Sometimes literally... obviously...

"I-I'm- AH FUCK... mmmngg LOOKING for- f-for another spot..."

He grabbed the back of my neck and squeezed making me yelp as he lifted me against his body by the simple hold on me. He loved controlling my body with such ease. To even suggest I 'use him' was stupid. I should have known better. It lasted a mere couple of minutes... I think.

I couldn't remember anymore.

"You sure... y-ou... won't be t-to tired..."

He would always be a cocky sob, but he was right. He knew how he left me after keeping me up and fùcking me for hour after hour.

"Y-yes...." He drove himself into me hard, as his hand moved from my neck to my hair to pull on it harshly like he loved to do. The pain made my pùssy clench tighter around him and quickly lead to me having another òrgasm as his fingers held me right where he wanted me.

Although I was shaking and shivering his hold dared me to jerk away from him.

His control only grew stronger. My body was his playground.

"If any man or woman makes a move on you-" His hot breath fanned my ear and I bit my lip.

"There will be consequences. If I'm promising to not interfere, you HAVE to tell me if anyone tries... ANYTHING with you."

"A-anything... you have my WORD!"

He was now the one punishing me.

His hand was gripped around the back of my neck again while the other dug into my hip. He made a show of digging his nails in deep before moving that hand to lay flat against my belly as he made sure his thrusts were short, sharp and on point with my precious spot.

JAB. JAB. JAB.

I screamed his name until my throat was raw.

"You had your turn. Now it's mine."

It was always his turn, what was he talking about?

He was moving to fast, hitting to fast, to hard. Even his grip couldn't hold me up anymore as my knees gave out from underneath me. He followed my fall to the bed, slapping my àss hard with both of his hands as he pushed back into me, having slipped out as I fell with a grunt.

"NOAH!"

"Wrong name, little one."

His pace was extremely punishing as he made me scream again.

"D-DADDY! I'M SORRY!"

"Prove it and cùm for me, little girl."

Another slap to my àss and that did it. He growled his approval and I felt him begin to fill me to the brim with his cùm as it leaked around me on the bed.

As he pulled out, he turned me over, his eyes scanning my shivering form.

"God, I love this sight. You look so beautiful when you're spent." He leaned down to trail his tongue up my center, trailing it to my chest, sucking on my nípples...

His mouth ended up on my neck, where he began to suck the skin very thoroughly.

"D-daddy....i-if I go looking for an internship- like... like this..." I was panting and I felt him smile against my skin.

"There's actually another reason I wanted you to call off tomorrow... I mean before you no longer worked for Mr. Welsh."

His voice sounded devious. He had something planned. I was afraid to find out.

"Oh?"

He helped move my body onto the bed properly and laid down beside me, wrapping my body in his arms and legs.

"I want to try something with you. If you don't want to, we won't. I thought it would be fun. It doesn't have to be a constant thing. This is a very special invitation. The place I want to take you to is very hard to get into. It's not just a place you can decide to go, it literally is invite only."

"Will you please tell me already?"

He chuckled, kissing my shoulder.

"Before I became the 'Noah Carter' that everyone knows, I lived a very different life. I never told you because I didn't want you to be scared or feel insecure in our relationship. But... I was once a dom. A friend of mine wondered why I wasn't still one because she's heard gossip about how 'in demand' I used to be."

Oh. My. God. Suspicions confirmed.

And who was this 'girl friend.'

My silence spoke volumes as I was suddenly lost in my thoughts.

"Baby girl..."

"What friend?"

He held me a little tighter and I let out a little whimper type noise. He knew I was upset and he didn't like it one bit.

"She's not into me, or men at all. She's a dominatrix. I ran into her one morning last week when I went to grab coffee before work. She was in line in front of me and when she turned around she asked me to meet her outside. That's when we had a little chat about what I used to do and the club she attends. She's seen us on the news together. She invited the both of us."

Oh God. Oh God of course Noah used to be a dominant.

"Harper, baby, say something.

I didn't know what to say. I had no right to be jealous of his past and I didn't need to start feeling insecure again. That shít needed to stay in the past. I needed to shut my stupid brain up.

But how do you just give up that life style. It was so obvious that he loved his role. He was crazy with me.

What did he REALLY want to do to me....

"Do... d-do you want to go?"

He forced my body around so our chests met and he pushed his forehead against mine. Our eyes met with intense heat.

"This is about you, little one. This is about whether you would want to experience going or not. Not if I want to go."

Typical Noah answer.

I rolled my eyes and he growled lowly making me swallow hard. Fùck did he turn me on when he did that.

"Little one...."

"Yes. Yes, I want to try it."

In all honesty I knew that going to a club like this... well it would be bad for my jealousy issues. Everyone would be looking at Noah.. I heard things about these clubs. People were barely clothed... would Noah's eyes wander.... FÙCK! It was happening already. I had to control my shít.

I wanted to make Noah happy. I bet Noah missed his dom days...

"Are you sure about this, baby? We can just go look for another internship program for you. We don't HAVE to go, ok?"

"No...no we can go to the club tomorrow and then look for a program Monday since I'm sure we won't find anything this weekend."

"I can get you an interview any day of the week, sweetheart. Are you sure about this though?"

I averted my eyes from his.

His fingers were immediately under my chin making me make eye contact once again.

"Don't lie to me."

I wasn't a little girl anymore. I was a young woman. I was stronger and braver than I had ever been.

I COULD DO THIS.

For Noah.

For myself.

"I'm not lying. Let's go to it, daddy."

Well, that was fun.

I can't wait to see how Harper does in a b**m club...

Who's not surprised that Daddy Noah was once a dom?