Epilogue #3
A flush crept up his neck, but I kept going, he was going to hear all of it.
“Your willingness to learn. That you’re not perfect, and you know it means more work, but you’re ready to do it.
How you want to know about my history and my people, not like it’s a novelty, but because you care and you want to learn how to love what I love.
And because you stayed unafraid to love me, even when I let you down.
” That last part, I had to choke out, as my throat convulsed from emotion.
That was another development of life with Easton, I cried now.
“I guess we’re really into each other and super sappy.” I could only laugh at Easton’s bullshit.
“I think Ms. B’s evil plan to get us all into our feelings has been a success.” I conceded, not annoyed in the slightest.
“She’s good,” Easton said with genuine admiration.
“I really thought I could get you naked while doing this, instead I made us both cry. And we’re not even done,” he grumbled, as he looked around for the forgotten notepad and paper.
He lifted the discarded sheet with one hand while he hooked the other one around my neck.
“Okay, last one,” he said with a big-ass grin. “Three goals for the future.”
My heart skidded up against my chest at that. It felt so fucking huge, but when I really let myself tune into what I was feeling, it wasn’t dread or fear. It was anticipation, excitement…certainty. I couldn’t wait to figure out what was next for us.
“Immediate future like in five minutes,” I said with a grin to match the one on Easton’s lips. “Me fucking you within an inch of your life, because my dick has had about enough of you rubbing your ass on it. I’m not made of stone, Easton Archer,” I whined.
The little bastard turned his head and put the tip of his index finger on his cheek, as he wiggled said ass on my achingly hard cock. “Are you sure you’re not a least part stone, because from where I’m sitting…
That was it.
I lunged for him as he laughed his ass off, and within seconds we were both horizontal, with me looming over him. Pressed close, so he could feel me. “Is that what you were talking about?”
“Yup.” I gasped, as he ran a hand over my cock.
“Easton, we got two more goals for the future to talk about, we’re finishing this homework dammit.” I groaned as he stroked me over my briefs and nipped my ear.
“I got another one.” He sounded as turned on as I was, and how we’d gone from heartfelt declarations to being on the verge of fucking would be surprising if this wasn’t just another weeknight with Easton Archer.
“I want to take a long trip together. Take that trip to South Africa we’ve talked about, explore a new place for both of us, together. Cape Town and the beach, safari.”
I sucked in a breath, my lungs full of air and the intoxicating thing that was to be in love and be loved back and fearlessly planning for the future. When I spoke, there was no hesitation. “I’d love that. Let’s do it.”
Without missing a beat on that maddening, tight stroke on my dick, he turned his head to kiss me.
We tangled our tongues as we rocked against each other and my head was fuzzy with want.
I couldn’t put thoughts together when Easton got like this.
I pushed my briefs off, frantic as he did unspeakable things to my ear.
When I went for his boxers though, he stilled my hand.
“No wait, we have to say one more. A long-term goal.”
I pressed my forehead to his, because I knew I was the one who had to say this one.
I knew what he wanted. He’d told me. He wanted forever, and I’d always been too scared to say it.
Before, it seemed foolish to ask for so much.
To ask for the kind of life I couldn’t have even dreamed for myself.
But right now, right here, I literally had my future in my hands and I needed to claim it.
He deserved to hear it, and fuck, I did, too.
“Us. Living together, maybe even a wedding, because goddammit, Easton Archer, you make me greedy and want all of it. Even a fucking dog. How is it you got me acting a fool at all times now?”
“I want it all, too.” Easton’s voice was small, but steady.
A long breath escaped his lungs and we lay there, turned on, in love, and ready to plunge into our future. I took stock of everything happening in my body and my head. I fucking throbbed from happiness. All of this was mine, and I would fight forever to keep it.
“So are you going to be able to recap all of this to Ms. B?” I asked with a flustered laugh.
Easton brought his arms up, mouth in a wide grin I could feel against my lips. “I’ll do the recap, baby. Now how about we do the naked thing because, I’ve never had “my boyfriend practically proposed and we’re getting a dog sex” and I’m excited.”
“You’re so fucking extra.”
“And all yours, forever. You said.”
That hand went back to stroking and that mouth back to licking and nipping and I was done with homework. I had my hands full for the foreseeable future, and I would not change a thing.
“I did. You are.”
The End