Trust in Me - Quinn Ward Page 0,30

container and gently cleaned me. My dick throbbed as he grazed the sensitive tip. I let out a low moan as he made sure all of me was clean. I lifted my arm just enough that I could peek out. Daddy smiled up at me as he ran his hands down the outsides of my thighs. My back arched off the bed when his thumbs grazed the crease between my hips and groin. In all the times I’d thought about how this moment would feel, worshipped had never made it onto that list but that was exactly how I felt now.

“You’re absolutely perfect, Sammy.” The words came out on a sigh. I wanted him to keep going, maybe play with my junk, but he didn’t. He was very careful as he pulled my clean undies up my legs. “One of these days, I’m going to have you running around in just these. Not today, but soon. You’d be so cute with your bare tummy and legs.”

I curled my hands across my chest. I didn’t go topless. Ever. I didn’t have the visible scarring a lot of people had thanks to good genetics and supportive parents who allowed me to go on puberty blockers, but I still worried someone would see the scarring that was there and judge me for them. I’d worked too damned hard to build a reputation, that didn’t include being the trans anything, to let a slip up ruin that.

“Nope, no hiding from me, sweetheart.” I wondered if he’d get sick of reminding me I didn’t need to be scared of what he’d think. He grabbed both of my hands and pulled me upright. Once my hands were in the air over my head, he let go. Rather than lifting my shirt by grabbing the material, he slid his hands up my chest, allowing the fabric to gather against his arms. “You have no idea how much you turn me on. Daddy can’t wait to kiss you all over, so you’ll never forget that I’m the lucky one here. Thank you for trusting me.”

“I’m lucky, too.” I barely recognized my own voice. Being smaller than most guys was something I’d always felt insecure about, but now I was beginning to see the benefits. Daddy loved spoiling me, and if I was bigger, he wouldn’t have been able to shop for me in the boy’s section and I really liked that.

My dick got hard as he kissed his way along my chest. Again, worshiping me, that was the only way to describe the attention he paid me. “Such a strong, beautiful boy. You should never hide this adorable body from me.”

“I won’t,” I promised him. Whatever he wanted to dress me in would be just fine, as long as he kept reminding me that he didn’t see anything weird about it. But maybe that was something we should save for times when I could cuddle up with him under a blankie, because it was cold in here if you didn’t have clothes on.

Theron quickly got me into a clean t-shirt and outer space lounge pants. They were soft and comfy. I was definitely buying some of these for at home. It sucked that it took him dragging me to the store for me to understand how much I’d held back. There were so many things that could help me feel little without seeming out of place to anyone. Then again, maybe it was meant to be that I didn’t start unpacking all my feelings until I had a Daddy to guide me.

“I’ll turn up the heat a little after we get you set up at the table,” he said as he quickly rubbed away the goosebumps on my arms. I was not expecting him to scoop me into his arms. “Hold onto my neck, baby.”

“I can walk,” I protested. Being carried felt silly.

“I’m fully aware of that but I want to carry you. Is that a problem?”

“Whatever makes you happy, Daddy,” I sighed before resting my head on the top of his.

“I like the way it sounds when you call me that.” He laced his fingers under my bottom, and I curled my legs around his waist. It was still silly, and we probably looked ridiculous, but I couldn’t bring myself to care. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d felt this carefree.

8

Theron

It was time to face the fact I was in completely over my head. What Sam didn’t know was I was just as terrified as he