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His balls tightened at her words, as she moaned her release. His own soon followed, and he bit into her shoulder with a moan. When the final rope of cum left him, Slate kissed her shoulder.
“Can we leave?” she asked.
It was as if she’d read his mind. “Yeah, gorgeous. But I need you to do something for me.”
“What’s that?”
He pressed a kiss to her lips. “Hold it in. Don’t let a single drop out.” Her breath hitched, and she bit her lip. “You can do that for me, can’t you?”
“Yes, baby.”
She tightened around him, pulling a moan from him as he pulled out of her. He tucked himself away, not caring about the mess, since they’d only make it worse when they got home.
Talia grabbed her clutch, and Slate took her hand, leading them out of the lounge. Once they were in the car, headed towards her house, she leaned over, pulled his still semi-hard dick free, and took it between her lips.
“Fuck,” he moaned when he slid down her throat. He placed his hand on the back of her neck as she bobbed on his dick, and he was sure he was about to break some traffic laws in his desire to get to their destination.
20
“Mom, she’ll be here,” Slate told his mother as she not-so-discreetly looked out of the window for what was probably the hundredth time.
“What?” she asked, jumping at being caught. “I was just…” she trailed off, not having an excuse, and his dad laughed. “Oh, be quiet, Solomon,” she told him, sitting down.
Slate shook his head. Talia was meeting his parents, a few other family members, and some of his co-workers. While the gathering wasn’t until Sunday afternoon since he had to work Monday, his parents and girlfriend were meeting early. To be honest, Slate was ready to see her, too. The high schools had prom the past two weekends, and his girlfriend had been swamped with appointments the few days of each week leading up to them, so he had only seen her in person twice since he’d gotten back.
However, she only had one appointment that morning and told him she’d be there by noon, one at the latest. His parents had flown in the day before, and his mom had been a buzz of energy waiting ever since. Slate figured it was better for them to meet first and let his mother fuss over Talia in peace instead of doing so at the gathering the following afternoon.
“Just so you know, I packed your mother’s and my earplugs,” his dad stated, and his mother smacked him on the chest as Slate snorted.
“Why would you say that?” his mom asked.
“It’s not like the boy’s a virgin, Corrin. You found that out years ago when you went snooping in his room.”
“I was not snooping; I was getting his laundry.”
“Sure you were,” his dad responded.
Slate refrained from chuckling because the last thing he wanted was to have his mother journey down memory lane and try to scold him and tell him how irresponsible it was for him to be having sex at seventeen. Almost eighteen years later, she still liked to lecture him about it. Honestly, she should have been commending him. He was using condoms, and had she not found them, she would have never known. Well, at least for a while.
“What’s the plan for the afternoon?” his mom asked.
“We’ll have lunch and then pick up a few things I still need to get for tomorrow,” Slate responded. “Then you and Talia can decide what we do from there.”
“Oh, we should go by that little farmer’s market we went to last time if they’re open,” she suggested.
“They should be,” Slate responded. If they weren’t, there were others they could check out. His mother was a big fan of buying produce directly from farmers because it tasted better than what the supermarkets sold. He assumed she felt that way because she liked to eat random vegetables raw.
They settled into watching a show on television. Some sitcom his dad turned on that Slate had never seen. He wasn’t sure how long they’d been watching it when he heard a car door close outside. His mother was on her feet a split second later.
“Corrin, let her at least get through the door before you ambush her,” his dad instructed.
Slate chuckled as his mom sat back down, almost deflated. He understood she was excited. Slate couldn’t remember the last time he’d introduced someone he was dating to his parents. If hehad to guess, it was when he was still enlisted. So, it had been several years.
He went to the front door, opened it, and watched as Talia rolled her suitcase behind her up the walkway. He stepped outside and took it from her.
“Hey, baby,” she greeted.
“Hey, gorgeous.” He kissed her. “Fair warning. My mom is a little excited, and she might be a bit extra.”
