Page 70 of This I Promise You
“Good. Go brush your teeth.”
“Damn. Yes, Daddy,” Easton says with sarcasm dripping from his words.
I swear I immediately get a hard-on. Didn’t know I liked being called daddy until this very moment. I kinda would have expected the opposite. After everything, “daddy” wouldn’t seem like a turn on. But…surprisingly, it is. There’s no…anger or anxiety, etcetera. This is strange, for me to feel anything positive toward that word. And yet, from Easton, I’m so into it.
I smirk devilishly. “Do. Not. Call me. That. Or youwillpay.”
Easton wraps his arms around my neck and whispers in my ear, “Will I? I’ve seen the way you’ve been looking at me tonight.”
“Oh yeah?”
He pulls back to look me in the eyes. “You sure, Paul? I’d be lying if I said I don’t want it. ’Cause I do. Like, really badly. But are you sure?”
“Brush your teeth and meet me in bed, silly goose.”
His eyes go wide. “Is that supposed to be a joke about—”
“The goose that attacked me and caused me to run into you and then you proceeded to yell at me like it wasmy fault? Nah, just a coincidence.” I wink. “But the geese here are the literal spawns of Satan. You can’t change my mind.”
“You’re not wrong.”
We brush our teeth together like we’re some gag-me-with-a-spoon cute AF Instagram couple. Ew. But also, I’m blushing. I really could get used to this.
We finish up and head back to the bedroom. Easton goes to turn off the light and I waste no time pinning him against the wall in the dark. I put my hand behind his head so he doesn’t bang it against the wall and find his mouth quickly. He parts his lips and lets my tongue find his in a familiar greeting. He tastes like spearmint and…well, Easton.
My taste buds explode with ecstasy.
“I want you,” I say into his mouth. “I really, really fucking want you.”
“Then,” he says in between kisses, “have me. But don’t…do more…than you’re able.”
“I won’t.” I slide my hands to his ass and lift him up. He follows my command and wraps his legs around me. I spin around and guide us back to my bed, never breaking contact.
I’m so grateful for all the time I’ve spent at the gym. My muscles might be screaming at me from my workout earlier, but lowering him to the bed is a piece of cake. I crawl on top of him and move to take off his shirt and throw it to the floor. I kiss down his neck to his collarbone and on to his nipples. I lick and suck and bite while he moans and moans and moans. I kiss him back up to his lips, then step back so he’s lying on the bed and I’m standing over him.
“You okay?” Easton asks as he props himself up on his elbows.
“Better than. Can you see me?”
“Yeah, but only kinda.”
“Good,” I say, then slowly take off my shirt. I have his attention now as I toss it on top of his and move my hands to my waistline. Easton parts his lips and lets out a small sigh. I unbutton my jeans and slide them off until they hit the floor, then kick them aside. I’m standing in my boxer briefs, completely hard and I know he can see it since his eyes keep looking at it and then my face, back and forth, over and over. He licks his lips then bites the bottom one. I move my thumbs behind my underwear waistline and pull them off too.
Easton’s eyes go wide with excitement since this is technically the first time he’s actually seen me naked.
“Come here,” he begs, scooting to the edge of the bed to be in front of me. He comes close but makes sure not to touch. He raises his eyebrows in question and I smile. His pants are gone in two seconds flat.
I put my hand to his chest and urge him to sit at the edge of the bed. He opens his legs and I step closer to stand between them. He doesn’t break eye contact. He's looking at me in earnest with swollen kissed lips and a slight hickey already forming along his collarbone.
“Can I?” he begs.
I know what he’s asking. No one’s sucked me off since my ex, so I think this is safe territory. My heart is racing and my adrenaline is high, but I don’t think it’s anxiety. I think I’m…actually excited? This is all so new to me, but I feel…I feel safe.
I nod.
“I need you to say it, Paul. Yes or no?”
“Yes. You can.”
