Trust in Me - Quinn Ward Page 0,77

that not being born with a penis didn’t mean he was resigned to bottoming for life. When we’d talked about it later, he’d admitted he was worried that having to put on a harness would take away from the sexiness of it. That’s what made this investment worthwhile, even if he tried it and decided topping wasn’t for him. But I really hoped that wasn’t the case because I couldn’t wait to feel him inside of me.

“Yes, baby. Tonight, my body is yours. You can do whatever you’d like,” I promised him. “And you’ve been so patient about waiting for your birthday surprise. I think it’s time for you to have that, too. Maybe it’ll inspire you with some ideas. But since you wanted to get off, you’re not getting anything until you show me how you take care of yourself when Daddy’s not around. Watch your video, Sam.”

I did everything within my power to distract him as we watched the actors go from sucking to fingering to fucking. His entire body tensed and arched when I told him how good it would feel if he was the one fucking me. How powerful he’d feel draped over my body, pounding into me.

Sam held nothing back when he came. He cried out for me as his body shook. When he tried moving his hand away from his dick, I took over, pressing my palm against his dick as I fucked him hard with my fingers. I didn’t let up until he was a whimpering, babbling mess collapsed against me.

“I loved watching you, baby.” I kissed his shoulder as I slid my damp hand up his stomach. “We’re going to have to do that again, but next time, you’re going to watch me, too.”

I knew it had been a good orgasm when my boy drifted off to sleep. I flipped the edge of the blanket over him so he could rest. He was going to need his energy tonight.

19

Sam

My cheeks heated the moment I woke up and realized I hadn’t been dreaming. Daddy really had walked in on me jerking off and watching porn. Listening to him talk about what it would feel like if I could fuck him was hot at the time, but now that the logical part of my brain engaged again, it made me sad.

I wanted every single thing he’d described. It wasn’t often that I wished I had a dick, but I had silently struggled with the fact I would never know what it felt like to fuck someone. Sure, there were toys out there that would allow me to penetrate a partner, but it wasn’t the same. We’d both know it was a piece of silicone and not a part of my body inside of him.

“Hey, what’s going on in that head of yours?” Daddy ran his fingers through my hair as he kissed the base of my neck. “Today’s supposed to be a happy day.”

“It is.” I didn’t sound convincing, even to my own ears.

“Would your birthday present help cheer you up?”

Yep. That would help. He’d spent the entire weekend of my birthday taunting me about how much I was going to like my present, but then things had gone wonky and I’d completely forgotten about it because I was focused on finishing school.

But now, I didn’t have anything else to do and he’d said it was something that was for both of us to enjoy. I sat up so quickly, Daddy fell to his stomach on the bed. “Oops, sorry.”

“You sure don’t sound very sorry,” he mused as he pushed himself upright and sat against the pillows. He reached for a big box sitting on the nightstand. He handed it to me, and I tried figuring out what it was by the weight of it. I looked over at him, brows furrowed, and couldn’t help but laugh at the combination of anxiety and excitement on his face. He was practically vibrating with anticipation. I flipped the box over a couple of times, throwing out random guesses as to what might be inside. “There’s an easier way, you know.”

Daddy grumbled as I took my time, trying to be careful to save the bow and not rip the paper. The wrapping paper was seriously cute. It was tie dyed with unicorns dancing all over it. I stuck my tongue out at him. “Don’t blame me! If you don’t want me to save the paper, wrap it in something ugly next time.”

“Baby, I have a whole roll