Saving Easton (Oakside Military Heroes Book 2)(40)

"You’re going to be great. I’ll check in, when I leave Oakside, and if you want, I can stop by, okay?"

"Go see your guy. I look forward to meeting him next week."

Molly and I head to Oakside, though today feels different. I'm trying to push the hurt behind me and give him the benefit of the doubt. I’ll talk to him like Lexi said.

I guess it’s bothering me more than I thought because Molly is pawing at my leg to get attention. So, I sit down in the lobby and pet her, taking a few deep breaths to relax.

"Okay, let's go see him." I stand and head towards Easton's room.

When I get there, I find him sitting on the couch, and Allie sitting on the floor in front of him between his legs. He's leaning forward, petting her and talking to her, though I can't quite hear what he’s saying.

Molly pauses for a minute, and then gives us away with a welcome bark, before going to Easton for some attention, too. Smiling at Molly, I sit on the chair next to the couch, feeling a little out of place.

Easton looks over at me, and then sits back and asks, "This how it's going to be now?"

It's then I see the dark circles under his eyes, like he hasn't been sleeping.

"Are the nightmares back?"

He pauses for just a minute.

"No. I didn't sleep, because I don't like you being mad at me."

I figure this is my opening to talk to him and decide to take it.

"When are you going to tell my brother about us?"

He sighs, leaning forward, and resting his elbows on his knees.

"We have lunch next week, and I’ll tell him then. I promise, Paisley, I didn't purposely keep it from him. We just got to talking, then the thing with his girlfriend happened, and I snapped at him. It didn't seem the right time to tell him."

He rubs his hands over his face.

"I know it sounds like an excuse, but I mean it, Paisley. I’ll tell him next week because you mean more to me, and I pick you." His beautiful, gray eyes plead with me to believe him.

You can't stay mad at the man, who a few months ago, was barely talking, and now sits in front of you, pouring his heart out.

I get up and walk over to him. Cupping his face in my hands, he looks up at me. Then, he gently places his hands on my waist, and our eyes meet.

"Okay, next week," I say, running my hands through his hair. He closes his eyes and lets my hands explore for a while before he leans forward and rests his forehead against my belly.

"I’ll always pick you, Paisley. I’ll prove it, but I want you to know, I’ll always pick you. No matter what.”

Something about the sincerity and the intensity in his voice, and his hands on me, has lit my body on fire. I want this man with every fiber of my being.

Neither of us moves, soaking in each other warmth.

Finally, he pulls back to look at me, and the vulnerably in his eyes breaks me. I lean forward and kiss him. Our tongues tangle, and he leans back, taking me with him. Never breaking the kiss, I go forward and straddle his lap.

When he leisurely moves his hands up my thighs, until they get to the edge of my shorts, he then runs his thumbs along the hem, as I ignite.

"Tell Allie to close the door," I mumble against his lips, and then trail my lips down his neck.

"Allie, close the door." He says, and a moment later, the snick of the door closing fills the room.

Our lips meet again, and this time his fingers edge under my shorts and against my panties, soaking me and making me gasp.

"If you want me to stop, now is the time to tell me, sunshine." He mumbles against my lips.

"Don't stop," I whisper right before going back to kiss him again.

Then, his fingers are slipping under my shorts and rubbing me with only my panties between us, and I shiver. Then, he starts kissing down my neck, pushing my bra up, and taking my nipple into his mouth. The sensations of his lips on my skin, and his fingers moving my panties away to stroke my clit, has me almost there.

His fingers are so thick they stretch me, and I open my legs in a silent plea for more.

"You’re my fantasy come to life, sunshine." He whispers into my ear, as he adds a second finger and slides into me again.

I'm so wet that he’s able to thrust in and out easily. His thumb plays with my clit at the same time his teeth graze my ear.

The overwhelming sensations pull me over the edge, and he kisses me, swallowing my moans, as I come. He slowly keeps stroking me, prolonging my orgasm, until I collapse against him. Only then, does he pull his fingers from me and lick them clean with a groan.

"I wanted to do that so many times when you were walking around in those bikinis."

"Mmm, maybe we can make another one of your teenage fantasies come true," I smirk and slide to my knees on the ground in front of him, and then reach for the buttons of his pants.

He puts a hand over mine to stop me. I look up at him, his chest heaving, and desire all over his face.

"You don't have to do this." He says, pulling me onto his lap. "Cuddle with me. I just need to hold you."

I snuggle into him. "You make me feel so safe in your arms," I say without thinking.

"I’ll always be your safe place, Paisley. Always."





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