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“Oh. I didn’t realize he had real friends. But I was actually asking about just you. There’s some things my parents want to discuss with you without Gary being there.”

That sounded suspicious. I tried to shoot Gary a questioning look, but he was refusing to look at me, and because of the position he was in, I couldn’t force it without putting the phone down. I let it go for now.

“I’ll check my calendar and let you know. I need to go. I’ve got a few more gifts I want to get for Gary for Christmas, and we’re leaving for my parents’ house tonight.”

Take that, you spoiled bitch. She made a disgruntled sound, and I could hear the strain in her voice when she said, “That’s so sweet. I hope he appreciates them. I wanted to say thank you again for my bracelet. It’s so beautiful. I never want to take it off.”

Something wet trickled against my leg, distracting me. When I realized it was my cum dripping out of Gary, I nearly lost my composure and dropped the phone in favor of shoving him against the cushions and putting it back where it belonged. You know what? That sounded like a way better idea than talking to his bitch sister.

“I have something I need to attend to. I’ll let my secretary know to check my schedule. Goodbye.”

I hung up without waiting for her to reply and shoved Gary hard into the cushions. He squeaked in surprise and froze, giving me enough time to pin him with a hand between his shoulder blades. My other fingers went chasing the cum that had escaped him, and when I pushed it back inside him, he moaned.

“Easton?”

“I can’t decide what’s hotter. My cum dripping out of you, or putting it back where it belongs.”

He shivered underneath me. I could tell he was still bothered by the phone call, and it was hard to drag my attention awayfrom his ass, but I needed him to be on board with the plan. I settled myself on top of his back, murmuring against his ear. “I’m not going anywhere without you, Gary. She can bitch and whine all she wants, but she isn’t ever going to win.”

He was tense for a few more minutes before he finally relaxed. When he tried to turn over, I let him, but I didn’t let him get off the couch and he didn’t look like he wanted to either.

“I’m sorry. I don’t mean to doubt you. You’ve always been upfront with me. I just… I know she’s going to do something. She won’t be content with backing off without at least attempting to ruin my life.” He bit his lip, staring at my collarbone instead of looking me in the eye. “I think… I think you should go by yourself. It’ll only drag it out if she doesn’t get what she wants. You can go, figure out what her plan is, and make her realize it won’t work. Then we might not have to go through with all of this.”

Something about that bothered me. I thought it was tedious, but I didn’t want to pull out of the whole wedding idea. It was a huge fucking party to show the world and Gary’s family that he was mine now. Why not see it through?

I didn’t bring that up while he was still so upset. “Okay. I’ll go by myself. But if it's more wedding stuff, I’m hiring a wedding planner so she’ll leave me the fuck alone. She’s been blowing up my phone, and it’s irritating the hell out of me.”

CHAPTER FORTY-TWO

GARY

I knewBrienna was up to something. She wouldn’t ask to meet Easton alone if she wasn’t. But I couldn’t dwell on it. We were supposed to leave for Easton’s parents an hour before we got distracted in the living room. And again in the shower because Easton couldn’t keep his hands to himself, and I was needy for reassurance and his touch. We got out the door two hours later than we planned, and it took a lot of convincing to keep Easton on track. He kept wanting to pull over and go again.

“You’re not normally this demanding,” I commented after the fourth suggestion to pull into a hotel.

“Have you ever fucked someone without a rubber, Gary? It’s fucking awesome.”

I snickered and shook my head. “I’ve never done that to anyone. You know that.” It wasn’t a complaint. I liked what we did too much to complain.

“Well, that’s not going to happen with me. But I’ll buy you a flesh light so you can experience it.”

My face turned bright red at the suggestion. He was not seriously going to buy me sex toys. Even if I could afford it, Inever would’ve been brave enough to do it myself. It seemed weird for the guy you were sleeping with to buy them for you.

Right?

I mean, I was a little curious, but I was happy with what we had now. We didn’t need extras. I didn’t want him to feel like I needed it. No matter how much I wanted to try it.

Easton’s chuckle drew my focus, and when I looked over at him, he had the biggest grin on his face. “Good to know you’re interested.”

“Wha– I didn’t– I don’t–”

“You would’ve said no immediately if you weren’t, Gary. Don’t worry. I think it’d be hot to watch you use a toy on yourself. Or maybe I’ll use it on you. Tie you up so you can’t do anything but take it. That actually sounds like fun.”

Oh god. Now I couldn’t get that image out of my head. My hands tied to the bed while Easton played with me, using toys and then fucking me senseless. I thought I was pretty comfortable with the workings of sex, but apparently I’d only scratched the surface.

“We’ll be there in ten minutes. You sure you don’t want me to pull over?” he purred.

Crap. I didn’t want to meet Easton’s parents with an erection. But I didn’t want to be any later either. The sky was already dark, and it was snowing pretty hard. We might get snowed in at a hotel and miss it completely. I squeezed my eyes shut, thinking calming thoughts to get myself to settle. When I finally felt my erection go down, I peeked my eyes open to find us pulling up to a huge wrought-iron gate. Easton was snickering because he enjoyed my suffering and rolled down his window to press numbers into a keypad on the driver’s side. The icy wind buffeted the car, making me shiver, but I was glad for it. Being cold was definitely an easy way to get my mind out of the gutter. It was so intense, it knocked the wind out of me.

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