I arch a brow. “Yeah? Sweet. I'd love to.”
“Fair warning, she's a handful.”
“So are you, sweetheart.” I flash her a wink.
Chapter Eighteen
TATUM
DAY 24
This past week with Easton has been amazing, especially since we’ve barely left the bedroom. However, I’ve been stressed about Justin’s disappearance. To keep my mind off things, Easton has given me two surfing lessons. I’m excited by how far I’m progressing. He’s extremely patient with me and hands out tons of compliments. I’m getting stronger and more confident on the board too, which makes me happy.
When I think about everything that’s happened, I’m so damn thankful I listened to Oakley’s advice and gave him a chance. I didn’t realize how good it could feel to be with someone who cares so much about me. Just another reminder of how terrible my marriage was.
“Are you almost ready?” Easton asks from the doorway.
“How do I look?” I’m standing in my bra and panties with a full face of makeup. My hair is pulled up into a ponytail.
“If you left the house looking like that…” He tucks his bottom lip into his mouth. “Actually, what am I saying? We’d never leave.”
Easton takes two steps forward and brushes his soft lips to mine. I’ll never get sick of him or how he pours all of his emotions into me any time we’re close.
When we finally pull away, I’m breathless. “You’re kinda convincing me to stay home.”
“Nah, you’re going to love the boardwalk festival. It’s a lot of fun. Remember what we promised each other?”
I grin and repeat our agreement after I learned Justin didn’t show up to meet with my lawyer. “Yes. That we won’t let my shitty ex ruin our time together, and we’re going to enjoy the rest of the summer together.”
Easton nods. “That’s right. Pretty sure if he were still in Florida, he would’ve already been caught or made his move.”
I suck in a deep breath. “You’re right. Plus, it will be nice to get out.”
“Yes, so get dressed.” Easton grabs a handful of my ass and leans in to kiss my neck.
“Stop teasing me!” I playfully swat his chest. “Or we’re staying in.”
He pulls back with a grin, then walks out. Quickly, I slip on a pair of shorts and a racerback tank top, then meet him downstairs.
He’s wearing board shorts and a light green T-shirt that really brings out the color of his eyes.
“I’m going to have to fight off all the ladies today, aren’t I?”
He tilts his head at me. “The only woman I want is standing right in front of me.”
Easton wraps his arms around me, then places a sweet kiss on my forehead. “If anything, I’m going to be fighting dudes to get off you. You’re sexy as hell, baby.”
I scoff but can’t help smiling at his sweet words. Easton pulls away and grabs a few bottles of water and then we go to his car. We make small talk, and by the time we get to town, I realize how big of a deal this summer celebration is. A ton of booths are set up along the sidewalk, plus many food trucks and activities. Somehow, he finds a parking spot that’s not too far away from all of the commotion.
He turns and glances in the back seat. “Ready to make that fantasy come true?”
My eyes widen at what he’s referencing. My sex bucket list.
“Right now?”
“Only if you want to.” He smirks, and I quickly nod.
We get out of the front seats and make our way to the back. As soon as he locks the doors, Easton’s hands and lips are on mine. Thankfully, the windows are tinted, but if anyone focused on the car, they’d know exactly what’s going on. Especially if they watched from the front windshield. The thought sparks arousal between my thighs.
I unzip Easton’s shorts, and his cock springs to life. I place my mouth around the tip, sucking and coating his shaft. He wraps my ponytail around his fist, moaning and giving me positive reinforcements as he guides himself to the back of my throat.
“Fuck, you’re so good at that,” he whisper-hisses. “Ride me, baby. I need to be inside you.”
Though the back seat is confined, I wiggle out of my shorts and panties. The reality of what we’re doing drives me wild, and I can feel how soaking wet I am. Slowly, I glide down his thick cock and let him fill me full. As I rock my hips, he peels up my shirt and bra and flicks my hard nipples.
I run my fingers through his hair as I bounce hard and fast on his dick. Easton rubs his thumb over my clit and my eyes bolt open when I hear voices nearby.
“Do you think they can see us?” I ask between ragged breaths. I’m starting to sweat as our bodies slap together.