by Scott Wylder
Dominant Lawyer Daddy
Daddy's Little Girl Series
Scott Wylder
Contents
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter One
Katie
It had to be an already bad day, if biking in the rain actually helped improve my mood. I smirked as I peddled down Main Street. Cold raindrops pelted my skin, soothing away the sting of the burn on my right hand. It served me right for pulling a double shift at the local diner. I knew my hands would get shaky from exhaustion, and it was all but guaranteed that I would spill hot coffee on myself, but it was worth it. Thanks to my tips, I had enough money not only to pay my rent but also to buy groceries. Real groceries that is, not just another box of ramen.
I cackled to myself. It had been two months since I had last had a vegetable and I was all but craving spinach. Tomorrow I would pick up a huge bag of it. But, tonight I would curl up in bed with a stuffie and just go to sleep. God, a crappy mattress with worn and stained bedding had never looked so good.
Faint tire squeals echoed behind me and I moved as far right into the bike lane as I could go. High beam headlights lit up the road in front of me and suddenly my entire body exploded in pain as hard metal slammed into me. I was thrown from my bike onto the pavement, and then I watched the driver who had hit me speeding away. My breath came in short bursts and tears sprang to my eyes as I tried to form a thought, beyond the excruciating pain radiating that was through my body. I needed help. I needed to fucking move before I got hit again.
Sparing one mournful glance at my bike, which was lying bent and twisted on the ground, I struggled to my feet. When I put weight on my right leg, it collapsed under me and hot pain shot up through me. I screamed and barely kept myself from falling again. I put all of my weight onto my left leg, gritted my teeth, and started limping towards the nearest house.
Jake
I knew it was time to call it quits, after I realized I was too tired to focus on the legal documents in front of me. It had been a long fucking day and my eyes were burning from staring at a computer screen. I shut my laptop and left my home office. Case facts and laws were swirling around my head and I knew I would have to drink some tea, if I wanted to get to sleep tonight. I had to sleep. I needed to be fresh tomorrow to get back to work.
I turned on the tea kettle and stared blankly at the clock on the microwave. I had only put in ten hours today. I was slipping.
For the past two decades, twelve-our workdays had been my norm. It was what I needed, to be able to work my way through undergrad and then law school, and then to build a successful career as a lawyer. This would afford me financial security, which was something my parents had never had. Now I was almost forty and had security, but I was still working. I couldn’t even remember the last time I had turned on my flat screen TV or even read a book for fun, let alone the last time I had gone out on a date.
A dull ache started in my stomach and I shook my head to try to clear the thoughts. Wallowing didn’t ever do me any good. Maybe I should check my email again. Just to clear my head. I had just turned around to go back into my study when there was a pounding on my door. Who the fuck could be at the door at this hour and in the middle of a thunderstorm no less?
I opened the door and on the other side was a woman shaking with cold. Blood was trickling down the side of her face and she was favoring her right leg. Tears stained her face.
“I—I need—”
“Come in.”
I pulled her inside and shut the door. My Daddy instincts kicked in at the sight of her. Before I could think better of it, I had picked her up. She was so tiny and I was easily twice her size. She struggled feebly before giving up and leaning into me. I could feel her ribs jutting out from underneath her waitress’s uniform. When was the last time this woman had had a proper meal?
I carried her into the living room and set her down on the couch. “Tell me what happened.”
“C—car. I g—got hit. I need to get an Uber.”
“You’re not going anywhere, baby girl. Sit tight while I call you a doctor.”
“N—no!”
I ignored her protests and got out my phone to call Ethan. We had been roommates in college and friends ever since. Luckily, he lived nearby and was an excellent doctor.
“Yeah?” he asked as soon as he answered.
“Hey, man. Sorry to bother you, but I’ve got a bit of a situation.” I walked into the kitchen as I was explaining what was happening, and poured a cup of herbal tea to help warm her up.
“Be right there. Don’t let her leave, all right?”
“Wasn’t planning on it.”
When I came back into the living room with the tea, the woman was folding up crumpled dollar bills from her apron.
“I called a doctor,” I said as I held out the tea to her. “Here. This will warm you up.”
She shook her head and held out her money. “I can’t afford a doctor, but I have enough money for an Uber. I just need you to call one—”
I felt a flash of anger at her disobedience. How dare she try to leave when she was so obviously hurt? Did she not even care about her own well-being? I grabbed her wrists and pinned them against her lap with one hand.
“No,” I said. “You’re not leaving here until the doctor has seen you. You’re going to behave and drink your tea until the doctor comes to fix you up. Can you do that for me, baby girl?”
Chapter Two
Jake
After my houseguest accepted that I wasn’t going to let her go, I found out that her name was Katie. She was a waitress at a nearby diner and had been biking home when she had been hit by a car. Anger surged through me at the thought of her being hit and left bleeding in the street.
Katie felt faint from the pain in her leg, but I didn’t want to give her anything for it until Ethan gave the okay. First aid and medicine were his forte, not mine. Her face was pale, and the hot tea was doing little to put some color in her cheeks. I paced restlessly, wanting Ethan to come now. I hated not being able to take care of her myself.
“I’m sorry for interrupting your evening,” Katie said weakly.
“You have nothing to apologize about, baby girl.” I made my voice as soothing as possible. “Now hush. You need to save your strength.”
There was a knock on the door.
“Finally,” I muttered.
I opened it to find Ethan on the other side, with his medical bag. He looked as if he had just rolled out of bed, and was wearing only a pair of grey sweatpants and a black t-shirt that showed off his impressive arms. His hair was slightly mussed and there was slight stubble on his chin. He had had the exact same look every time he had run out of the door to make his morning classes on time.
“Hey man, come in. She’s in the living room and in bad shape.”
Ethan walked past me and into the living room. He knelt down next to Katie who barely noticed him.
“Hi, my name is Ethan. I’m going to fix you up, okay?”
She nodded feebly. All of the stubbornness had gone out of her. I watched from the corner, my arms crossed, as Ethan looked over her injuries. He paid a lot of attention to her head and leg. He bandaged up the wounds and gave her some pain medicine.
“There, you’ll be feeling better soon. You’re going to have to get your head and leg X-rayed tomorrow, t
hough. Can you do that for me?” He gave a gentle smile that Katie returned weakly.
I felt a pang of envy. Ethan always had a way of putting people at ease, much better than I did. Because of that he excelled as a doctor, and this made him popular with Littles. One night in college we had got hammered and ended up telling each other we were both into DDLG. Ethan didn’t have to tell me, though. It was already so obvious he was a Daddy.
Katie’s eyelids started fluttering and Ethan lightly squeezed her hand before standing up and grabbing his medical bag. He grinned at me. “You look like shit. Is that from Katie or because you tried working yourself into unconsciousness again?”
“Today was a short day.”
Ethan snorted. “Dude, I’m a doctor, and you still work longer hours than me.”
I shrugged. “Well, tomorrow will be a short day too, because I’m going to be taking Katie to Walk-In Care.”
He raised an eyebrow. “Wow, you’re missing work for her? You must really like her.”
“Fuck off. She was hit by a car. The least I can do is to take care of her for a bit. Besides, she has to be at least ten years younger than me.”
She was probably closer to twenty years younger than I was, but I didn’t want to admit to myself how old I was.
Ethan smirked. “Just giving you shit, man. Besides, maybe it’ll be good for you to take care of a Little for a day or two, even if it is just platonic.”
“You think she’s a Little?”
Ethan nodded. “Oh yeah. I’d be surprised if she wasn’t. Even if she isn’t, a little break from work will do you some good.”
“I’m not taking a break from work. I fully intend to complete all of my required tasks tomorrow.”
“Are you listening to yourself? You sound like a time management app. Besides, two hours off is taking a break for you.”
“I’m fine, Ethan.”
“No, you’re not, man. I’m your oldest friend. Your only friend. It’s my right to call you out on your shit. Maybe Katie will be just what you need. You can’t stop long enough to take care of yourself, but I know you like taking care of others, especially Littles.”
I didn’t respond. I knew Ethan was right. I was burning myself out with work. My life was practically consumed by it. Katie brought out my Daddy instincts, but she probably had her own life. Just because she needed my help tonight, didn’t give me the right to do anything else with her; no matter how badly I wanted to. Besides, I needed to work. If I took too much time off, then I could lose everything I had built.
“I’ll be more careful,” I told Ethan. “Fewer twelve and sixteen-hour days.”
“You’ve been pulling sixteen -hour days, lately? Jesus Christ.”
“It’s been busy recently. It’s not the norm.”
“Make sure it doesn’t become your norm. Have a good night, Jake.”
“You too, Ethan.”
After he left, I went back into the living room to find Katie had fallen asleep on the couch. Her thumb had found its way into her mouth and I smiled at the sight of it. She looked absolutely adorable. Every part of me wanted to take care of her. Not just because of the accident. Even without the injuries she was obviously so fragile and vulnerable. The dark circles under her eyes were in stark contrast to her pale skin and, unless she had an exceptionally high metabolism, there was no way she was eating three proper meals a day, as she was very thin. Every part of her was practically begging for a Daddy to take care of her. I really wanted to be her Daddy.
I leaned down over her and gently picked her up. She whimpered slightly.
“Shhh. I’m going to take you to bed, baby girl. Just sleep, okay sweetheart?” Daddy’s going to take care of you. I shut my eyes. I needed to be careful. She was so vulnerable. The last thing she needed was my using her for my own desires.
I carried her to my room and set her down on the bed.
“Go to sleep, baby girl.”
I turned to leave, ready to crash on the couch for the night, but she grabbed my hand.
“Stay,” she said. “Please.”
I rubbed the back of my neck.
“I don’t think—”
“Please. I want you to stay. Please.” Her voice was so tiny.
Ethan was right. She was a Little, and it was impossible to resist a sweet Little begging me to stay. I slid into the bed next to her and she curled her body around mine.
God, I wanted to fuck her. I could practically imagine peeling off her clothes to reveal her sweet, sexy body underneath. I’d trail kisses down her neck to her breasts and take her nipples into my mouth, one after the other. She would moan and I would reach my hand between her legs to find her sweet little pussy was dripping for me. I’d get her nice and wet; on the brink of losing control, and then I’d slide my thick, hard cock into her and fuck her until she came over my cock. Then I’d finish myself, shooting my seed deep inside her. . .
A groan escaped my lips and I forced myself to come back to reality. I took deep breaths until I had calmed down and could focus on Katie once again. Her breathing grew even, as she stuck her thumb into her mouth again and I knew she was asleep. I put my arm around her shoulders and closed my eyes. It didn’t matter whether she wanted me or not. I was going to protect her. She would never feel this scared or hurt again, not if I could help it.
Chapter Three
Katie
I woke up to find my head resting on Jake’s muscular chest, and I was sucking my thumb. I blushed and took it out. I hope he hadn’t seen me sucking my thumb. Jake might have acted like a Daddy, but I didn’t want him to know I was a Little, just in case I was wrong.
It was just my luck to meet one of the sexiest men I had ever seen, while bleeding and in excruciating pain. He had been so gentle and commanding that every bone in my body wanted to do what he said, even though I knew I shouldn’t. I couldn’t afford the house call last night, and I knew he would force me to get the X-rays today, which would cost more money I didn’t have. Not to mention I would risk being late for work. Bruised leg or not, I needed this job. Waitressing didn’t exactly provide paid time off and I was living paycheck to paycheck already.
However, it was so easy to trust Jake, although I knew I shouldn’t. He was a stranger, after all, but his presence was so reassuring. I had been so scared last night, not only from the crash but also from the added stress of knowing that I would have to fix my bike and continue waitressing, even while injured. I needed him last night and he had so willingly complied, even though I must have made him feel uncomfortable.
Even now, I was curled up next to him as he slept. It gave me time to study him better. He was gorgeous, with dark hair, and stubble graced his chin. Even through his t-shirt I could feel hard, defined muscles. His arm was wrapped around my shoulders and his thumb rubbed circles on my skin, even in his sleep. It made me feel so safe and protected. However, the furrow in his brow told me that he wasn’t sleeping soundly. I wished I could take care of him the way he had taken care of me last night.
Slowly, I started to move and to untangle myself from him. Maybe I could make him a cup of coffee or something to thank him. As I stretched out, the aches and the pains started up. The bruises and sore muscles made it hard to move and there was a dull, heavy ache in my right leg. I set my feet on the ground and tried to put some weight on my legs. A sharp pain stabbed its way up my shin and I gasped.
Jake sat up, instantly awake. “Katie? What’s wrong?” His voice was still heavy with sleep, but the concern was evident.
“I’m sorry for waking you up,” I said. “I was just going to make some coffee.”
“Get back into bed, I’ll make it.”
“No,” I sighed. “You’ve already done too much for me. This was my way of saying thanks.”
“You can thank me by staying safe and snug under the covers, baby girl. I’ll get the coffee, and then we’re going to get you X-rayed.”
I pouted. I was going to have to find another way to repay him for everythi
ng he’d done for me. I had already bothered him so much and my plan to get him coffee just created more effort for him. However, right now, I would stay curled up in the blankets and hopefully not cause any more trouble for him. Every time he called me baby girl, butterflies flew in my stomach.
While Jake was gone, I looked around and saw my waitressing apron was lying on the floor, with my cell phone and tip money all accounted for. I was still in my uniform, but luckily it had dried, as the doctor was treating me in the living room, so I hadn’t slept in it wet. I was so tired last night, and there was no way I could have changed, even if I had had a change of clothes. Although, to be honest, I wouldn’t have minded if Jake had done it for me.
I blushed at that thought. It was a good thing he couldn’t read minds. It was bad enough having a stranger in your home without knowing the stranger was lusting after you.
Jake came back a moment later with two cups of coffee. He handed me one and then reached into his pocket and pulled out the little bottle of pain medicine the doctor had given me last night.
“Here,” he said. “It’s time to take these again.”
I nodded gratefully and took one of the pills, looking forward to being able to move again without pain blurring my vision and thoughts. In the meantime, the hot coffee was nice and fresh and warmed me up.
“Once the medicine kicks in, we can go to the doctor. In the meantime, sit tight and I’ll find you some clean clothes to change into.”
God, he was so sexy. I nodded, wanting nothing more than to just submit to him.
As I sipped my coffee, he pulled out a pair of sweatpants and a clean t-shirt and laid them on the bed.
“Here. You’ll be swimming in these, but they’ll at least be clean and dry.”
I smiled. “Thank you. This is really nice of you.”
“It’s the least I can do,” he smiled. “Really. It’s no trouble at all. I’m going to my office in the next room over and to get a little work done. You just enjoy the coffee and when you’re ready, get changed and we’ll go get you X-rayed, okay, baby girl?”
