Page 93 of Daddy's Pride

Rogue flipped us so quickly I became dizzy. "Daddy will get condoms, but until then," Rogue placed my thighs on their shoulders and swallowed completely around my length.

I rested my weight on my hands behind me. Rogue was knelt with their ass in the air. Blood rushed in my ears as my heart hammered in my chest. The suction was just right. I pushed my feet into the mattress, and began to thrust. My sac hitting their chin. My thickness stretched their lips wide.

"Daddy, you look so good sucking your babygirl's cock." The words turned me on and embarrassed me at the same time. I'd never would've said them to anyone else. I fucked their mouth, their humming and moans urged me on and I couldn't stop.

Since hormones, getting off took longer, but I never wanted this to end. I wanted to live between Rogue's lips, rest in their throat and it was only for them. No one else. No one had ever made me feel as free. My body was right because it was mine and gave Rogue pleasure. My movements faltered and I clenched my jaw. Just a little longer, just a few more, my head completely turned off.

Nothing existed beyond Rogue and the pleasure they gave me. No doubts. No worries about the future because this was where I belonged. Sex had never been like that. Without care, I slammed my hips forward and I came hard, and Rogue rubbed their face into my waxed groin. I fell backward with my muscles shivering and my heart beating almost like a panic attack.

I forced my eyes open as I suddenly felt Rogue straddling my thighs, my cock in their hand. I threw my head back as Rogue notched me between their plump, wet lips. Their chest worked at a frantic pace as they cursed as they worked themselves up and down my thickness.

"Shit, babygirl, you got Daddy fucking worked up. I need one more."

I struggled to sit up, I grabbed their waist and opened my mouth to suck hard at their nipples. The harder I drew on them, the faster their hips worked. I watched in awe, kept my eyes on their face as I took in the ecstasy that pulled their feature taut.

Their pussy on my cock like nothing I'd experienced before. The pleasure bordered on pain, but I couldn't tell them to stop, I wanted to see them come just like that: riding my length, as I sucked on their nipples. They hugged my head to their chest as they tensed completely and jerked as they called my name. Told me what a good girl I was. How lucky they were to be my Daddy.

Rogue collapsed and I rested my head between their breasts as we both worked to calm and come down. I stroked their sweaty skin. Their lips pressed to the top of my head. There was never a person I'd felt closer to. None of my dreams ever came close to that peace I felt being held in Rogue's arms.

The overwhelming peace was something I refused to give up. Something inside me shifted and I held Rogue tighter.

"Shh, babygirl, Daddy has you. It'll be okay." Rogue tipped my head back and gently pressed their mouth to mine. "You were so good." Rogue kissed the tears from my cheeks I hadn't even realized were falling.

Chapter 14

Rogue

Two days, one more to go and I didn't want Trinity to leave. I'd fallen in love at first sight. Maybe I'd known it with the way I'd reacted to my babygirl the first night I'd seen her. We'd shared meals. Cuddled on the couch. Made love every opportunity we had. The more I'd had her, the obsession had grown to hear all her sounds. To smell the scent of her skin. To savor the taste of her on my tongue as I gave her head.

It wasn't all about the sex either. I loved the simple things. Cooking meals together. Cuddling on the couch to watch a movie or show my babygirl chose. It was peeks into what we could have if she were there all the time. She was still coming to grips with being in a relationship with me. I repeatedly reminded myself I needed to be patient. Everything about her did it for me.

Luckily, my parents had allowed me time alone with my babygirl. Not that they hadn't been tearing my phone up to bring my babygirl to dinner. I just told them I wasn't ready. Just a little more time before we had to get back to work for both of us and her classes. I'd promised them that I'd bring her around for Sunday dinners and holidays, and hoped like hell I wasn't getting ahead of myself.

"Daddy," Trinity called.

I turned around to find her watching me. "Yes, babygirl?"

"I called your name twice. Are you okay? Want some space?"

I shook my head and held out my hand silently telling her to come to me. When she was within grabbing range, I curled my hand around her side and tugged her to me.

"No, I don't want space. My parents just texted again telling me to bring you over. I told them no, I only had one more day with you to myself. But I did promise them Sunday dinner."

"I'd love that. I had so much fun with them."

"I know."

"Did I thank you for introducing me to them?"

"No, but you don't have to thank me. I knew you'd love to meet Mama. You had so many misconceptions about being you, I wanted you to meet a Trans woman who’d found her happy. Elder Queers are important, they shows the younger generations that they can make it."

That's what worked for me. Meeting other Nonbinary and Gender Nonconforming people who allowed me to know I could find my way and what worked for me. I'd never felt completely comfortable in my skin.

"My mother who gave birth to me, she despised me. I was never feminine enough. Didn't want to wear the dresses she wanted to force me into. There was that whole pageant phase. That was hell. She wanted a girl she could live through. Wanted me to accomplish everything she hadn't been able to. I was tall and thin, pretty. There was no molding me into a miniature version of her."

"I can't even imagine you any other way than like this." She draped her arms over my shoulders.

"It wasn't easy. It got better after I lived with Mama full-time. Before that though, it was hell, I lived for court-ordered weekends with Mama. I had my own wardrobe. Do you think about telling your parents?" I asked, but didn't expect an answer if she wasn't ready.

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