Page 96 of Daddy's Pride

I'd never wanted sex so much in my life. It had reached the levels of a junkie looking for their next fix. I craved it. When I was away from them all I could think about was seeing them again. Part of me thought the intensity of it would wane at some point, it hadn't.

I pouted as Rogue eased out and rolled to their back beside me. Instantly I moved to their side to cuddle. The empty feeling made me cold. I was sore and knew that it would be uncomfortable to straddle them and slide back down the thick length. Not that I didn't want to.

"You will. Did you learn your lesson?" Rogue's question was filled with amusement.

They knew I had; I'd do it all again just to make them break. "Nope."

"You know I'm obsessed with you right?"

"You've told me a time or two." I smiled as I lifted my head to kiss their nipple and then laid my head back on the tiny pillow of their breast.

I loved being their obsession. The way no one else existed for them when we were together. Nights at the club, a barstool pulled close enough that I could rest between their thighs. Gigi shaking her head at us. End of the night Rogue would lead me to their office, sit me on their desk and give me head. They'd tell me ‘just to tide us over until we get home’.

"I do love you, you know?"

"I know, Daddy. I've wanted to tell you, but my brain kept telling me it was too soon."

"Never too soon. I wanted to tell you a long time ago, but settled for just trying to show you. Since we did the I love yous, I want you to move in when you're ready."

I jerked my head up and then settled my chin on their chest. "Living together?"

"Of course. I hate when you spend the night away from our bed. I want to be able to come home to you in our bed every night or here when you get home from work. It doesn't have to be tonight, tomorrow or whatever, whenever you're ready." Rogue tightened their abs and brought our mouths together. "Let's go get cleaned up, you got school in the morning. Only a few more weeks and summer vacation is here."

"I can't wait for a break." I struggled to my knees and groaned as I eased off the bed.

They followed, nudging me gently toward the bathroom. When we entered, they removed their harness and placed it in the tub to clean up later. I turned on the shower, and stepped under the quickly warming spray. I tugged the band from my hair and tossed it in the direction of the sink.

Warm soft skin pressed to my back, and I leaned back into Rogue's lean body. I loved this. I never wanted to be without them. They were everything I'd dreamed of, but never thought I'd have.

Epilogue

Rogue

A year later….

The soft carpet at the end of our bed cushioned my knee while I knelt in front of my babygirl. As I smirked up at her, she gave me the brattiest eye roll. That action always earned her spankings and she knew it. I tapped my thigh and she lifted her left leg to place her foot where I motioned. Picking up her strappy stiletto, I cupped her heel in my hand and slipped it onto her foot.

The spike of the heel softly pressed into my skin beneath my dove-gray dress pants. Her nails painted a pretty silver to match her shimmering dress in the same shade. I'd searched for hours to find her just the right dress for her. I'd outfitted her completely, shoes, dress, and lingerie for me to enjoy fully later that night.

"Daddy, you know I can dress myself," her raspy voice whispered above me.

"What did I tell you on our first date, babygirl?"

"That if I gave you the chance you'd fall to your knees and worship me."

I hummed in approval. "And nothing in the past year has changed."

Every promise I'd made her, I'd kept. While I put on her other shoe, I leaned in to kiss her inner thigh. The hem of her short dress caressed my cheek. In twelve months, she'd come into her own. Confidence had grown. Her safety and security ingrained in her.

I lowered her foot to the carpet and gracefully stood to twine my arms around her waist. Groaned as her thicker body and curves pressed to my slender body. Without the stress of work and school, being able to afford her healthcare, she'd blossomed so much. My pride in her knew no bounds.

With my support she'd reconnected with her parents as Trinity, her authentic self. They'd been hurt she'd kept something from them, but had been excited for Trinity and all she'd accomplished on her own. I think they were more shocked by the person she'd chosen. Part of me thought they still didn't know what to think of me. We'd invited them to visit and they'd agreed, but had turned down my offer of buying them plane tickets.

While Trinity talked to her parents every week on video calls, they'd finally told her a few months earlier the date they'd be there. Each of them had to put in for time off. It had come through, I'd booked them a nice hotel room. We'd be meeting them for dinner shortly. I felt nervous because I'd invited them to stay in our home. Trinity had assured me they liked their own space and them turning down using one of the guest rooms had nothing to do with me. She'd said her parents were proud people. I could understand that, but I'd wanted her to have as much time with them as she could get before they needed to return home.

"Have I told you how proud of you I am?" I asked.

She raised her pretty eyes to the ceiling as if she were thinking about it. "I don't remember, have you said it today?" Trinity giggled as I gave her a gentle shake, and then she stroked her hands up my sleeve covered arms to twine around my neck.

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