TO MY FOREVER BOY. MY HEART IS YOURS. MARRY ME.
Eddie’s jaw drops as he slowly turns to face me. “Marriage?”
I shrug, then quickly adjust it to a nod. “We should probably wait a set amount of time or something before doing it, but I don’t want you to have any doubts, Eddie baby. You’re it for me. Always have been. I want to spend the rest of my life spoiling you.”
He surges forward, lips connecting with mine in a heated, yet brief kiss. I hold him tighter as he pulls back. It’s too soon to end it yet. I finally have my boy alone, in our home. It’s only right I savor him.
When a set of fingers tickles me, I jolt. “Baby?”
“Sorry, Daddy. You weren’t letting me talk yet. I have to answer you.”
I get the sense that whatever he needs to say is important. Not wanting to dismiss his feelings, I nod for him to continue.
“Thank you,” he says softly. Clearing his throat, he continues, “Yes.”
I wait for him to continue. Maybe even elaborate since he was so dramatic about stopping the kiss.
Only he doesn’t.
“Um, baby? Was that all?”
He rolls his eyes. “Was that all!? I say yes to marrying you and you want more.”
As he crosses his arms and turns away from me, I catch the upturn of a smirk on his gorgeous face. Seems like my baby wants to play. I should have known that bratty side of him would pop up again sooner rather than later.
Lifting him into my arms, I stand and rush to the stairs. Eddie squeals as he grips my neck tightly.
“Where are we going? What about the cake?”
“The cake can fucking wait. I need to remind my boy who his Daddy is, don’t you think?”
He shivers in my hold and gives me a slow nod. “I think that’s a great idea. Almost as good as the one where we get married.”
“Sassy boy,” I say with a chuckle. “We’ll see what else that mouth is good for.”
His eyes light up as he lands on the bed with a thunk. He quickly turns so his head is upside down and over the edge.
I raise my brow at the move.
“It’s the best way for me to take it all,” he confesses.
Humming despite the raging lust I feel at the visual his words bring to mind, I strip down until I’m naked, my hard length hovering over his mouth. My boy licks his lips, though he doesn’t reach up to take charge.
“Look at you, already learning to be patient. Funny how well you behave when my cock is involved.”
He nods quickly. “Yes, Daddy.”
His eyes never leave my length as I give it a few firms strokes. When my own resolve wavers, I finally slide between his spread lips.
It’s heaven.
It’s bliss.
It’s every-fucking-thing.
My boy sucks me like he’s determined to win a gold medal or earn a spot headlining for a major adult film studio. I bask in the attention he gives my body for a few minutes before doing some exploring of my own.
By the time we both come, we’ve sixty-nined, switched to where he’s standing, and even rimmed each other with some fingers thrown in to really tease one another. It’s the best welcome home I’ve ever received.
