Page 80 of Seasons of Love
He brought his arms around me from behind, so I kept one arm around his waist while I reached out for his cock. I gripped it tight as I drove into him harder until he shouted my name again as spurt after spurt of cum hit his chest and dripped down my hand.
My orgasm followed, hitting me with such force I had to lock my knees to stay upright.
We both collapsed on the bed, breathless and blissed out.
"We're gonna have to change the sheets again," I groaned. "This is all your fault."
He laughed and then stopped my protests with his mouth.
"How about a shower?"
"Yes, please," I agreed.
There was another small hurdle to face, which was to tell my parents about Richard’s true intentions. Part of me didn’t care if they believed me or not, but a bigger part of me wanted them to support me and be part of my life with Slade.
Freshly showered and with a coffee in my hand, I dialed my parents’ number.
“Hello, Aiden, is that you?”
“Hi, Mom.”
“What’s going on, Aiden? Richard has been calling saying you’re getting back together. That is excellent news. I’m so pleased for you—”
“Mom, I’m sorry to interrupt you, but Richard and I aren’t back together, we never were and never will be.”
“What do you mean?” She sighed. “Oh, Aiden, darling, when are you going to settle down?”
“Mom, I am settled. I am in love with a man that loves me in a way I never thought I deserved. He makes me feel worthy and capable.”
“But what about Richard? We were so fond of him.”
That was it. I took a deep breath and told her everything, leaving out only the blackmail video part. I’d use it if I needed to, but I was still embarrassed that I’d been put in that situation and wasn’t ready to talk about it.
I offered to send her the footage from Slade’s phone, but to my surprise, she told me it wasn’t necessary.
“Sweetheart, we may not always approve of your choices, but you are our son. We just want to know that you’re happy, and I’m sorry that we thought it would be with that man.”
“Thank you, Mom. That...that really means a lot.”
A lump formed in my throat. It had been a long time since I’d wanted to hug my mom this much.
“Hey, Mom, I don’t suppose you and Dad would like to visit me and Slade at some point?”
“That would be wonderful, dear. Let me run it by your dad. You look after yourselves, okay?”
“Thanks, Mom.”
Not long after, we were ready to receive our friends, and I was ready to say goodbye to San Diego.
"I hope you understand that us ‘helping you move,’" Tom said in air quotes as soon as we opened my apartment door, "means me raiding your closet to make sure all the good stuff is transported safely into my closet."
Wren shook his head at his fiancé, even though nothing but love shone through. Now I knew why everyone in our group of friends was so keen on pairing me and Slade up. Love really was the best thing ever.
"No." I pulled Harley into my arms. She came happily, nuzzling against my neck.
"But, babe, we can't really claim her as ours unless we know if she's chipped or registered somewhere."
"I don't care. No one's feeding her but us. I haven't seen any notices of people searching for a cat anywhere. She's ours."
