DADDY // HS

12

Emma

I begged my parents to invite Harry to dinner and this was the perfect time to see if he really wanted me. I wanted him but I didn't want to make it obvious to everyone else. Shawn was here dressed in proper clothes and I was dressed casually. I grew really nervous for his arrival. Pacing my room, Shawn knew I was freaking out.

"Relax Em, you'll be fine. It's just like any other meeting you have with him." He was right but the fact that I was coming face to face with my feelings was terrifying. I kept checking myself in the mirror and making sure I looked good enough.

At the same time I had to look uninterested in him and like I didn't care. My god what if he stops wanting to see me past regular school hours or worse, stop being my professor? I would've fucked up alright.

The door bell rang making me want to vomit. Okay I can do this. I took Shawns hand and headed down the stairs. My parents think Shawn and I got back together and I'd like to keep it that way for a bit. My mom opened the door and Harry looked my way then to Shawn and my hands. He frowned but I had to pretend I didn't notice it. I wanted him so badly, but it was so hard because one, our age difference is a lot, and two, it would be totally inappropriate to date my teacher.

He came right on in and we all headed to the dinner table with Harry behind Shawn and I. This night is going to be awkward but I know that I will be in his bed at some point this week screaming daddy.

"So Harry, how are things?" My dad asked. He briefly looked at me and then back to my dad.

"Great actually, Emma had been doing so well."

His tone of voice told me he wasn't talking about my grades but my other abilities. I rolled my eyes and casually placed my hand on Shawns thigh. Shawn smirked at me and leaned in to kiss my cheek. I smiled a fake smile and kept eating. Harry was obviously fumming with anger as he dug his fork into piece of cut up chicken.

"Shawn, I'm glad you and Emma are back together." My mother beamed at us before I giggled.

"Yeah, I had a change of heart." I kept eating and dinner dragged a little too long, so I began to get dessert ready. Harry claimed to want to help me. I knew the real reason he came into the kitchen.

"What the fuck, Emma," Harry spat quietly.

"What, why are you mad? Is it because I'm with Shawn or is it because you aren't getting your way and realizing that you don't control me?" I challenged. He huffed following me around the kitchen.

"What happened to Luke huh?" I didn't want to talk about that but I knew he'd catch on.

"Let me guess he fucked you and it just wasn't the same." I stayed silent.

"That's it huh? He couldn't satisfy your needs." Well he wasn't wrong.

"You let him down easy by leaving while he was away too right?" I hated that he could obviously notice that. Was I that easy to read?

"Shut up." Was all I said before he pressed me up against the fridge.

"That's it isn't it? Only I can get to you so easily. Only I can do you properly, all I have to do is show slight interest and your lips are back around my cock." I looked away from him before he forced my eyes back to his.

"I may not own you and I don't control you Emma. You just can't ignore how wrong this is. You like excitement and I give you just that. You like pleasure and I give you just that. You like to be fucked properly and I give you just that. The thought of me fucking you while your family and boy toy are in the next room turns you on." Fuck him.

"Fuck you." I spat but to be honest, I want him to do me. God I wanted to fuck me and fuck me hard. I wanted to bring me to the edge and ride it out as I pant trying not to scream daddy. I wanted him to do me rough and hard but quietly but I wanted him to hold me and tell me he loves me and that he wants to spend the rest of his life with me. I want him to treat me like a goddamn queen and let everyone know I was his. I wanted him, all of him. I want him all to myself. I wanted his ex-wife to know that he's over her.

"Oh Emma, you may say that but I can see it in your eyes that you want me, you want all of me to your greedy little self." I hated that he could read me like an open book. He let me go and I stood there while he got plates and forks ready. I stood in awe of him as he headed back to the dining room table. I followed with coffee mugs and the coffee pot. Sitting down, I eyes Shawn and he smiled at me knowing that it was indeed working. He kissed the side of my head again.

We all ate desert and talked about actual matter like the weather and about Harry's life and Shawns life in Canada and life here. Future plans and wants and needs and just the future. I know what I wanted for my future. I wanted Harry.