28. Chapter Twenty-Eight
Easton is insisting that I put a blindfold on for whatever he has planned tonight, which is only making my anxiety worse. What could he possibly be doing?
I’ve got fabric covering my eyes and Bethany holding my hand beside me, when I hear the crunch of gravel under what I assume is Easton’s truck. I keep my ears open as footsteps start across the drive, getting closer to me, before a warm hand falls onto my shoulder. “Do you trust me?”
The sound of Easton’s voice causes me to shiver and I nod my head slowly with a smile. “Always.”
Bethany releases my hand while Easton pulls me forward with him, making sure to keep his pace slow so I don’t fall on my face. He helps me into the passenger seat and shuts the door.
Everything is so much more intense when you can’t see anything.
The seat crinkles under Easton’s weight when he climbs into the truck, then he leans over and clicks my seatbelt into place. As the truck starts moving and my heart thumps wildly in my chest, I wonder what the heck is going on. I’ve been trying to figure out what he’s got planned all week and even tried getting it out of Savanna, but she wouldn’t budge.
I thought maybe it was a surprise party since my birthday wasn’t that long ago, but something tells me he would’ve just had a party at the house instead of driving somewhere. Right?
He drives over a bump and I yelp and Easton puts his hand on my thigh. I place my hand over his to keep it there and we continue the rest of the ride in silence. I’m caught off guard when he suddenly comes to a stop a short time later and then my door opens.
A million things are running through my mind as he takes my hand and helps me out, pulling me in the direction of my surprise. There’s a creak as he opens a door, and it only leaves me more confused.
“Okay,” Easton finally says, the hint of a smile laced in his voice. “You can take the blindfold off.”
The lights ahead are bright, causing me to squint against them until everything finally comes into focus. Everyone is standing in a large open space, smiling brightly at me, and I glance around to figure out where we are. I’m lost though. I’ve never been here before.
“What’s this?”
Easton’s cheeks turn pink, which is a rarity for him, and he spreads his arms wide. “I wanted to give you something you’ve always dreamed of.”
I cock my head to the side and frown. “Which would be?”
“This is your dance studio.”
Dance studio? My heart stops beating and I quickly start to wonder if I’m even alive anymore. Is it possible to have a heart attack at such a young age from a surprise this big? “But, h-how?”
It’s not something I walked around bragging about and the only person I have ever mentioned my love for dance to is Easton, who’s standing there with a glint in his eyes as he watches my reaction. Savanna raises the glass she’s holding from across the room, silently giving me her support, then I turn my attention back to Easton with tears blurring my vision. “When did you do this?”
I never thought this was something I could do with my life, so I forced the idea out of my head. Seeing this large space and knowing it’s all mine, I can imagine all the little girls twirling around on the floor with smiles on their faces. It’s the closest I’ve ever come to having everything I’ve ever wanted, all that’s left is for the man in front of me to put a ring on it.
Easton smiles and shrugs. “Well, it did help that you mentioned it to me once.”
I smile and shake my head. “How could you possibly remember this?” The fact that he kept the information I told him during dinner locked tight, only makes my love for him grow tremendously bigger. “This is amazing,” I whisper. “Thank you.”
He brings his knuckles to my cheek and smiles. “Anything for you, Red.”
I press my lips to his then back away and take in the space with everyone gathered around us. It seems as though everyone from town is standing here, but I’ve only had eyes for Easton since walking inside. Bethany smiles at me and asks, “Where do I sign up?”
“Give me some time to get things situated,” I say with a chuckle, then keep her pressed against my side.
“You deserve to live your dream,” Easton says softly behind me, his arm snaking around my waist as he watches everyone ahead of us laughing and dancing along to the music.
I’m so out of it that I didn’t even realize there was a DJ set up at the far end of the floor. “You’re my dream,” I answer back.
The rest of the night goes without a hitch and I watch Bethany dance with Savanna while Easton stays close to my side. Is this what my life is going to be like from now on? Feeling nothing but endless amounts of love?
I shoot Easton a smile before dragging him onto the makeshift dance floor with everyone else. A slow song comes on and Easton pulls me closer to him, his smile brightening with each slow step we take together.
“I love you,” he whispers while pressing his forehead against mine.
“I love you more.”
I lean up on my tiptoes and press my lips against his, not caring that everyone around us is watching, and bask in the feel of Easton’s arms around me. This isn’t how I had ever pictured my life ending up, but I can’t deny how full my heart is.
All that’s left is to add another member to this family.
If Savanna could hear where my thoughts are going right now, she’d probably tell me I’m insane, that I should wait longer before wanting kids, but it doesn’t feel wrong. Everything with this man feels right as rain.
My feet are aching by the time Easton pulls me into the house and I can’t wait to be alone with him. Thank goodness for Savanna taking Bethany for the night. I’ve been desperate to peel the suit off Easton since I first saw him in it and now is the time.
As soon as my heels are on the floor, I squeal when Easton lifts me into the air and carries me into the kitchen, hunger shining in his eyes. The counter is cool against my legs, but it quickly heats up with each touch Easton presses against my skin.
“You’re going to do amazing things, Red, and I’m just lucky enough to be by your side as you accomplish them,” he says as he slowly pushes the hem of my dress up my legs and over my thighs.
“As long as I’ve got you, I can do anything,” I whisper before pulling him into me and crashing my lips to his.
He grinds himself into me, his hardness brushing over my pussy, and I groan at the feel of it. “More.”
I wait with bated breath while he steps away from me and pushes his pants down, shaking them from his legs, before coming back between my thighs. Each press of his fingers over my skin sends a shiver rolling over my spine, my pleasure spiking to heights as I close my eyes.
His thumb brushes over the fabric of my panties, then he’s dipping it beneath the waistband until it rolls over my clit.
Exactly what I needed.
I press my hips into his hand, wrap my legs tightly around his waist, and chase the release only he can give me. No other man could ever make me feel as alive and wired as Easton does, not in this lifetime or others. Every beat of my heart is for him.
The only light shining on us is coming from the stove, which is dim, but it gives me enough light to see every expression on Easton’s face as he continues his assault on my clit. My pussy is dripping with need.
As if reading my mind, Easton rips my panties in half with a smirk, causing me to gasp. Once he drops the scrap of silk to the floor, he pushes closer to me and nudges my entrance open with his dick. I’m lost to desire and nothing could break this spell he has me under.
Every breath I take is for him. Where I end, I want him to begin, and for us to thrive together.
I can’t live if he’s not by my side.
He pushes into me slowly at first, then a growl slips from his throat before he sets a frantic rhythm. With each deep thrust of his hips, the counter digs into my ass and it only makes me moan louder into the dark room. There’s nothing but fire swimming in my veins and Easton is the only one who can douse the flames.
My pleasure inches further up my spine, making it tingle, and I suck in a breath. The sound only makes him slam into me harder, while his thumb still presses into my clit, and my eyes roll into the back of my head. He pulls the top of my dress down my arms, revealing my breasts to his hot gaze and brushes his lips over my collarbone before making his way down to my breasts until he’s got a nipple between his teeth.
As soon as he bites down, that’s enough to send my release over the edge. “Fuck, Easton!” I cry out, clinging to him like he’s my lifeline, and I sink my teeth into his shoulder. He roars loudly while thrusting into me one last time and emptying his release inside of me. Another orgasm rolls through me as he comes and we’re both breathing heavily as we look into each other’s eyes in wonder.
I’m delirious and exhausted when he lifts me from the counter and heads upstairs to our room. I’m barely awake when he lays me down and pulls a blanket over my naked body. I curl into his warmth when he slips in behind me, his arm dropping over my waist, and I smile against him.
Nothing could ever be better than this.