I WAS HAVING a great time staying with Tessa in her apartment. It was fun to spend time with her living a normal life, and I liked it. She took me to her kickboxing gym a few times to work out and I loved watching her get all sweaty. She had mad strength, which was a huge turn on.
I’d really come to like her roommate and best friend, Jess. They were funny together and I could tell Jess genuinely loved Tessa. Anyone who was as good of a friend to my girl as Jess, was instantly became a friend of mine.
We’d come down to my last two days in her apartment, but things were going along perfectly because I’d talked her into coming back to LA with me. Neither of us was keen to be separated, so it hadn’t really taken much convincing to get her to agree.
I woke up nervous because Tessa was taking me to brunch with her parents. My last experience meeting parents had been in tenth grade when I met Mary’s, which mostly consisted of a series of one-syllable words on my part. That wasn’t going to fly with Tessa’s parents, and I was worried about what kind of impression I would leave. She’d called her parents a few days prior and broken the news she was dating me, so they knew to expect me at brunch, but still. She swore they were fine with our dating and were anxious to meet me. I hoped that was a good sign.
I’d forced Tessa to go with me to the mall the night before, so I could buy a pair of black dress pants and a button-down shirt. She said the restaurant we were going to wasn’t formal but it wasn’t casual either, and all I’d had was jeans, shorts and tees. Just like everything else we had done so far, it was fun to shop with her. Every day I could feel us falling into the comfort of a relationship more and more.
I was dressed and ready to go, sitting on her bed as I waited for her to come out of the bathroom. It was a visual treat when she emerged, one I took in with a groan. She was wearing a beautiful flowery summer dress that ended at her ankles, and it accented her tits in an amazing way.
She stared at me for a moment before she crossed the room to me, stopping in between my knees as she laid her hands on my shoulders. “Oh honey, are you still anxious about this?”
I’d never lied to her and I wasn’t about to start. “Just a little. Your parents are important to you, so they’re important to me. If they hate me, it’s going to be a hurdle I don’t know how to deal with.”
She ran her fingers through my hair as she gently massaged my scalp. Bending down, she licked and then bit my lower lip before pulling back. “Flynn, they’re just like Todd. Their only concern is that you make me happy, and you do. I’ve never been so happy. They’re going to be thrilled.”
Wrapping my arms around her, I pulled her in tight and hugged her. “You make me seriously fucking happy too, babe. You have no idea.”
Pulling back, she smiled at me. “I’m about to make you happier. You need to de-stress before we go to brunch, and I know just how to calm my man down.”
As she spoke, she dropped to her knees in front of me and began to work on freeing my cock. Just seeing her kneeling before me had me hard, but I didn’t want to be late. “Babe, if we’re late…”
Sliding her tongue slowly up my shaft, she smiled. “Then you better come quick. I’m not leaving here without my appetizer.”
I came with Tessa every time, and it was never enough. I always wanted to be closer, to go deeper. I was drowning in her and I didn’t want to be saved. I handed myself over to what was happening between us without reservation.
I inhaled roughly as she laved the tip of my cock with her tongue, while at the same time she reached into my pants and began to massage my balls. One of the biggest turn-ons about being with Tessa was how she actually loved to suck my cock. She wasn’t doing it just to get me off. I knew without a doubt she’d be incredibly wet just from having my dick in her mouth, and I wasn’t about to let it go to waste.
“Get on your knees next to me on the bed babe. I’m going to fuck your tiny cunt with my fingers while you suck me.”
She never let my cock out of her mouth as she complied. When she was next to me, I ran my hand up under her dress, wasting no time getting to the drenched panties covering her mound. Sliding my fingers in, I began to rub circles in time with the rhythm of her cock sucking. She dripped her warm honey onto my fingers as I rubbed, and her little moans were making my dick swell almost painfully.
“Fuck, baby… you suck my cock better than anything I’ve ever felt. I’m going to come down that beautiful throat of yours. Swallow it all!”
I came with a shout as I felt her cunt start to spasm against my fingers. She yelped around my cock as she came, but she didn’t miss a drop. When she’d finished swallowing, she laid her head down on my thigh and stared at me as she got her breathing back under control. Pulling my fingers out of her panties, I lifted them to my mouth and sucked her juices off. Her eyes were glazed as she watched me, and I smiled at her. “That’s right babe, I got my appetizer too. When we get home, I’m going to eat your beautiful pussy until you can’t take it anymore, and then I’m going to fuck you until neither of us can walk.”
We’d made it to brunch without a minute to spare. Her parents were pulling into the restaurant parking lot at the same time we were. After helping Tessa out of the passenger seat, the two of us walked toward her parents.
You know how they say if you want to see what your girl is going to look like in the future, you just need to look at her mother? Staci Hamilton was a mirror image of her daughter and age hadn’t done anything to take away from her appeal. Clearly, Tessa was going to age beautifully. Tessa’s dad Eric was a very handsome man in his own right. I saw a lot of them both in Tessa, and I liked them on sight.
Once the introductions were exchanged, we walked into the restaurant and made our way to the table the waitress took us to. I was relieved no one had noticed who I was, and I hoped it would continue indefinitely, especially through brunch. I didn’t want Tessa’s parents to be embarrassed by a screaming throng of fans, and those types of situations happened fast. In my experience, the shout of one fan brought an additional twenty fans in under a minute. The first time it happened, I was overwhelmed. Later on, when I was in my asshole phase, I’d thought it was funny. These days I found it jarring and annoying. I loved my fans, but I hated the loss of privacy. On the other hand, I’d take a legion of fans over a few paparazzi any day.
Brunch turned out to be amazing. Tessa’s parents reminded me of my dad, which set me at ease. It was also obvious the apple hadn’t fallen far from the tree. Tessa had her mother’s beauty and her father’s sense of humor. I enjoyed talking to them both, and especially dug how much they loved music.
Tess was adorably mortified when her mother commented on how bizarre it was that the two of us were dating, considering when Tess was younger, she used to doodle “Mrs. Flynn Mason Rand” everywhere. But I loved it. The idea of her being Tessa Rand was better than good, but I knew it was way too early to tell her. I knew she wasn’t ready. For all the progress she’d made, Tessa still wasn’t ready to have the love at first sight talk.
Putting an arm around her shoulders, I pulled her to me as I smiled into her eyes. “Aw babe, it’s cute! See, you were always meant to be my girl. Would it make you feel better if I started writing Flynn + Tessa on every piece of paper I see?”
Shaking her head, she groaned. “I swear to God, if this floor would just open up and take me now, I’d feel soooo much better.”
By the end of the meal I’d talked her parents into flying out to LA for the opening and closing nights of our tour. It didn’t take much to convince them, which was great. It turned out they loved LA, and had even talked about moving there. Ultimately, they’d decided to wait and see what happened with Tessa’s career, figuring if she wound up in LA they’d move there, and if she wound up somewhere else, they’d relocate there. I totally understood because my family would have moved anywhere my home base was.
Tess was thrilled her parents were going to come out for the shows, especially since I’d already talked Jess into coming as well. It would be a great opportunity for Tessa to see the people she loved before and after we got caught up in the tour. Our stop in Philly wouldn’t come until the second month of our tour schedule, so it would be an adjustment for her not to see them for so long. My goal was to always do everything I could to make her happy.
I knew failing where she was concerned wasn’t an option for me. I was past the point of no return with her, and I’d never been happier.