Decan
It had been a week since they’d returned, and Hope was unpacking a small suitcase with her personal things—the first pieces she would officially move into their home. He’d made room in the closet for her, freaking out about what he could do to start making his apartment feel like her home.
“Are you nervous about tomorrow?” she asked, threading some of her clothes on to hangers.
nodded. “I know you said your parents are looking forward to it, but what if they don’t like me?”
“What about you is not to like?”
“Tattoos, self-employed, wheelchair-bound… I could go on.”
“Hot, attractive, accomplished, premium parking and accommodations everywhere…” Hope countered, leaning over to kiss his cheek. “They’ll love you.”
He sighed, unable to push that stupid fucking seed of insecurity away. He knew that some people saw him as less of a man because of his disability and up until then he’d always been able to fight that demon in his mind. But meeting Hope’s parents—more specifically her father—was screwing with him.
Hope sat down on the bed and took his hand in hers. “What ’s bothering you the most? Is it really the thought of them rejecting you for being in a wheelchair?”
“Kind of. Isn’t the man supposed to be the protector? Isn’t that what a father would want for their daughter?”
“You are my protector. You shield me from the world and fulfil my need for safety every minute we spend together. Do you think I would be with you if I felt unsatisfied in any way? You’re my safe space and luckily for you and me there are no mammoths or Saber-toothed tigers out there who want to eat us. You’ve created a bond with me that I feel safe and sound with. You’ll have my back and watch out for me, that’s all they care about.”
sighed, though he had to admit he felt a little better. “I know. I just feel insecure about not being what they hoped for you. I can’t even get into your apartment myself.” She let her thumb stroke over the back of his hand, clearly trying to find a way to make him feel better. Another sigh and he leaned in to kiss her cheek. “I appreciate what you said, and it helps calm my thoughts and worries. I’m just too much in my head right now. I didn’t mean to pull you down with me.”
She stole a sweet kiss before she asked, “Why don’t you text Marco to see if he’s free for some gym time?”
pondered the suggestion for a moment. “Will you come too?”
“I wouldn’t miss that sexy view for anything.”
The workout did help calm his nerves—at least for the time being. They threatened to invade again when they returned home but Hope could read him like an open book. Before he could let his insecurity grow and take over his mind, she stepped into the shower with him and sank to her knees. With her eyes on him, she took his cock in hand and her tongue darted out to lick over his cockhead. His head rolled back immediately, the hot water crashing down on his aching body.
“Good, baby. Just relax.” Her tongue dipped into his slit, and her hand squeezed his length. “I’m going to make you feel better.”
Fuck. He groaned and speared his fingers through her wet hair. She was gentle, teasing even as she slowly explored his dick with her tongue. His mind was instantly dazed, robbed of all his sorrows.
Hope took him slow and steady, her hand covering the distance her mouth couldn’t take. Opening his eyes, he watched, entranced as she bobbed her head over him. She smiled around his cock, her hand dipping between her thighs to seek out her own release.
Hope moaned, the sound vibrating against his cockhead as they raced toward their mutual climaxes. She looked gorgeous, precious even and so damn hot. She was his, and knowing that made his cock pulse a drop of precum onto her tongue.
“Don’t stop, little thief. You’re making your baby feel so good.”
That time, he felt her smile—his eyes were squeezed shut in utter ecstasy. She took him faster and deeper, gagging when he tapped the back of her throat but the sound was so fucking arousing.
“You’re going to make me come so hard,” he praised, combing through her hair .
His heart pumped and his breathing became irregular as she repeatedly swallowed him to the hilt. Her hips ground against her fingers, the combination of her moans and her throat constricting around him, hurtling him closer to the edge.
“Fuck, I’m coming.”
The words had barely left his mouth when the first bursts of cum shot down her throat. Hope slowed her pace, sealing her lips tighter and drawing his release right out of him. She watched, enjoying the pleasure she’d just gifted him. He shuddered, her suction prolonging his orgasm.
“Damn, little thief.”
“Feeling better?”
“Yes. Would you like me to make you feel better now?”
She turned and threw her hair over her shoulder. “Yes, with a massage please.”
He kneaded into her shoulders and spoiled her until she tipped her head back and grinned up at him.
“I would love to cook together tonight. Unless you had other plans?”
“I’ll cook with you and then try to get some work done while you relax and read.”
“Sounds like a plan.”
They met her parents for a brunch not far from Hope’s childhood home. She was greeted with open arms and lots of fuss from her mom, while her dad introduced himself with a strong handshake. “It’s nice to meet you, . I’m Jacob and that woman suffocating our daughter is my wife, Adeline.”
“It’s nice to meet you too.”
They found a spot and Hope was commanded to tell her mother all about the vacation and if she liked ’s family. “It was so gorgeous and the views were so stunning. Oh, and I went golfing!”
Jacob raised his eyebrow at that. “How many people did you knock out with the club?”
“No one!” Hope defended, trying to look as innocent as possible.
interjected. “My dad quickly learned to keep his distance.”
“Don’t tattletale on me!”
He took her hand in his and kissed the back of her fingers. “They said you did wonderfully.”
She laughed. “Yeah, and secretly hoped it was my last time joining them.”
Hope’s parents were wonderful and though they asked about him, they did it in the most respectful way possible. They truly wanted to get to know him. When everyone leaned back with their stomachs stuffed, Jacob excused himself and once he was out of earshot Hope giggled.
“That’s him paying for us so we don’t fight over the bill.”
“Wait, what? No!” protested but he couldn’t have stopped Jacob if he wanted to. “Why didn’t you say so?”
Adeline leaned closer with a wink. “Don’t worry, I’ll make sure he’s distracted next time. Take it as his way of saying he approves. ”
As they made their way to the cars, Adeline guided Hope in the opposite direction, explaining that she had some books for Hope that she’d found in a sale.
Jacob stayed behind and judging by his posture, knew that the books were nothing but a ruse.
“Hope seems very happy to have found you.”
“I couldn’t be more blessed to have her.”
“Will you take care of her?”
“Always. I’m not saying it’ll always go smoothly, but communication is key, and I think we can handle it.”
“Ah, yes. Every couple goes through rough patches, but it always made me and her mother stronger. And made me appreciate the bed after having slept on the couch.” He added the last part with a bright grin and a dreamy gaze towards his wife. “You two will do just fine.”
“Thank you, sir.”
Jacob gave him a wink and then headed over to his wife and daughter to help them carry the books while opened his trunk to load them up.
Driving off, Hope had her hand back on his neck while waving at her parents with the other. “You did so well, baby. They loved you.”
“We should get our parents together soon too.”
“Maybe a barbeque or something?” Hope suggested. “Dad loves throwing those.”
“I can already see him and my dad at the grill having an academic discussion on the best way to prepare the meat.”
Hope leaned over and kissed his cheek. “I love you so very much.”
“I love you too, little thief.”
The End