Page 12 of Approved (The Dapper Duck #1)

Chapter twelve

TYLER

It took me a minute to figure out where I was when I woke up.

Being wrapped up in West’s arms last night allowed me to sleep feeling safe and protected for the first time in a long time.

It was something I could easily get used to.

West wasn’t in bed, Charlie was also gone, and Earl was asleep on the pillow beside me.

I guessed West had gotten up and left me to sleep—that was sweet.

Excited about our day together, I took a quick shower.

We had initially planned to attend the Art Festival, but I had no idea what we would do instead.

Honestly, though, hanging out with West, Charlie, and Earl would be great.

On the chair, my clothes from yesterday were washed and folded.

This guy was unbelievable.

How could he possibly be so nice?

I looked forward to getting to know him more if this was real.

Already, he offered so much as a partner, and I hoped I could give him as much.

I had started to trust him, which wasn’t something I did easily.

My jeans and T-shirt smelled nice, a little bit like West.

Immediately, negative thoughts started, because it had to be a trick.

It took effort, but I pushed the thoughts away because I needed to trust him, since I had invited him into my life.

I reminded myself only to distrust him if he did something that warranted it—my therapist would be proud.

When I went down the short hall, I could hear the TV in the living room area where we had enjoyed each other last night, but instead of going to find West, I went in search of coffee, like any normal person would.

It didn’t matter that it was nearly noon.

I needed coffee to get my body started.

In the kitchen, West was cutting up fruit, his back mostly to me.

At this angle, something about his jawline seemed different.

There was a scar I hadn’t seen?

I walked up behind him and wrapped my arms around his waist.

His hands held me tight to his body.

I kissed the side of his head.

“Good Afternoon,” I whispered in his ear.

“Mmmhmmm.”

“Easton Parker, you let go of my boy….erm-friend. Let him go.” I pulled my arms back and spun around.

West looked at me and glared at the man behind me.

“You’ve met my brother, Easton?”

“Hi. Thanks for the kiss, it’s the most action I’ve had in a long time.” His brother said, his palm still on my wrist.

“East, take your hand off him.” West huffed and let go of my wrist.

Taking a good look at his brother, I understood the scar now.

They were identical twins, though, and I wasn’t sure why I even noticed such a tiny thing.

Most notable were the differences in their eyes.

When West looked at me, I saw an affection, kindness, and a twinkle that drew me to him.

East had the kindness that must be genetic, but the emotions that seemed reserved for me weren’t there.

West came over and pulled me to him, then kissed me gently.

“Good afternoon. I’m sorry, I didn’t expect you two to meet like this.” He narrowed his eyes at his brother.

“You should have stopped him.” He pointed at his brother.

“Tyler, this is my brother East. This is Tyler, whom I have told you about.” Possessively, he pulled me against him again and kissed the side of my head, which I didn’t hate.

“I’ve been told I am the better-looking brother.”

I couldn’t help but laugh, but I disagreed with that assessment.

“I’ll let you keep believing that, East.” I hoped he was like his brother and would take the joke as it was meant.

“Oh shit!!! He got you East.”

Grinning at me, he whispered in my ear.

“That was sexy as hell.” I leaned up and took his lips, which were warm against mine.

The heat of his tongue teased my bottom lip, and I eagerly opened for him.

The emotion coming from him as our tongues played made me shudder.

I could kiss him all day.

“Daaaaaaaaaaaaaadddddddddddyyyyyyyyy.” A little person came barreling around the corner, holding a pink unicorn and wearing a tiara.

West and I stepped back, but our bodies were still touching.

I liked her sense of style.

East leaned over and scooped the little girl up.

“This is Allison. The light of my life.”

“Hello, Allison.”

“Allison, this is Uncle West’s boyfriend. His name is Tyler.” I knew my eyes got wide at that label, and I could see that West looked panicked.

I didn’t mind, though; it was something that needed to be discussed, but it felt like that was where we were headed.

“Boyfriend?” This little girl will just drill down on that label, wouldn’t she?

“Well. Yeah, he is a boy.” I reached over to West and touched his hand, shaking my head.

I smiled at the little girl.

“Yes, Allison. I hope we get to be great friends, because I’ll be around your uncle all the time. He and I will eat, play, and sleep together, so you and I will be super close friends. What do you think about that?” She smiled and then reached up for me.

East looked at me, and I nodded, picking up the little girl to hold her on my hip.

“I think that’s good. Everyone needs someone to play with. Daddy needs a boyfriend.”

I laughed.

“Amen to that,” the brothers both said at the same time.

It was a little weird, but I heard about that twin link that thing.

“You think so? Maybe we can find him one together.”

She giggled, which was sweet.

“Want to color with me?”

“Can I talk to your Daddy and Uncle for a few minutes, then come color?”

She looked at me, considering the offer.

“Do you promise?” This girl was sharp.

“I promise.”

“Okay. I’ll go get us good pictures to color.” I set her down, and her dad handed her some apple slices.

“Get going, Lil’ Bit. He promised, so he will be out in a minute.” He directed her back toward the living room.

“Okay. See you soon, Tyler.” She ran into the other room.

I looked around.

“Well, that was a lot before my coffee.”

West made a cup for me.

“What do you want in it?”

“I bought some flavored creamer yesterday. Can you add a generous amount of that? You better take good care of your boyfriend because I think Allison likes me, and you can’t break her heart.” I gave him a genuine smile.

“It will be my honor.” West said, “She usually is pretty shy around strangers. I was impressed that she wanted to go to you. I’m sorry about the boyfriend thing.” East cocked his head at West.

“What? You’ve been courting him. I figured you were there by now,” he said earnestly, still looking confused.

“Courting? What is this, the nineteen-thirties?” West said as he pushed his brother.

“We haven’t labeled it. I am sure it will be something we discuss between us before announcing it to family.”

“It’s okay,” I shrugged.

“I wasn’t insulted, only a little surprised.” I cleared my throat, “and West, I noticed you nearly called me a boyfriend when you told your brother to unhand me.” I delighted in the blush that went up his neck and covered his face.

“Well. I.” He wouldn’t look up at me.

“So. East has agreed to watch Charlie for a few hours so I can still take you to the Art Festival. If you are interested in going, I also promise to feed you.” I took a deep breath and looked at West for the first time since I got to the kitchen.

He wore jeans that were obviously a favorite, with faded patches and even a little threadbare in places, which added to the look.

The jeans fit his ass perfectly, and he had on a T-shirt that I was certain was at least one size too small.

My heart hammered in my chest as I realized how incredible he looked.

The Art Festival sounded great, but the idea of taking him to bed and having my way with him held a lot of appeal.

I would enjoy that.

“When did you want to go? I have a date with a coloring book I need to fulfill.” Earl landed on the counter and looked for food.

Allison hadn’t met him yet; that would be another point in my favor.

“This is Earl, then?” East said.

I had forgotten about my buddy until that moment.

“Yes, this is my little troublemaker.” I rubbed his head.

“He’s cool. I’m going to like having him around here. Wait until Allison meets him.” It’s funny that he thought the same thing I did.

He went to the fridge.

West leaned over and whispered in my ear, “So you know being so sweet to Allison, accepting of East, and kind to me is giving me a boner. Is that weird?”

Butterflies flew around my stomach.

He just told me that he liked the person I was, and it melted me.

Everyone always said I was too naive and trusting, making me seem weak.

Here was someone saying it was sexy.

Fuck this guy was all up in my feelings, and it happened quick.

Too quick?

I would embrace that he was amazing, and I deserved amazing.

I whispered back.

“Not weird.” As I shifted my hip and rubbed against his very obvious erection.

I was already looking forward to getting home from the festival.

I turned around.

“Earl. No.” The brothers both turned toward where the dragon was.

He popped his head up, egg yolk all over his face.

East’s beautifully cooked breakfast was now my dragon’s snack.

I grabbed Earl and a handful of paper towels, while I wiped the egg off his face and chest, I addressed East.

“I am so sorry. Let me cook you some new eggs.”

“Don’t worry about it,” the brothers said at the same time.

“Every single time,” I said to Earl as I finished cleaning him up.

“I am so sorry, East.”

“Can I eat after him?” It was an odd question.

There had been many times I’d had food he ate off of, never considering it wasn’t okay.

“Oh. Yeah, sure. Go for it.” He grabbed his food and started to eat his breakfast as if there hadn’t been a small dragon enjoying it a few minutes earlier.

I liked this family a lot.

With his arm around my waist, West whispered to me.

“How about we leave in an hour, but we don’t have a schedule. I’d like to spend some time with you since you finally agreed to let me take you on a date.”

“An hour is good, enough time to spend with Allison and get ready. I need to feed Earl, or he will find something himself.”

“I’ll take care of it, just tell me what to give him.” He was so genuine.

“Give him a plate of meat and vegetables. Most dragons will overeat if they like the food, but he stops when full.”

“Okay, I’ll hook the little guy up. He has been so sweet to Charlie, make sure you give him plenty of kisses, too.” It did seem like my dragon took to the kitten, though I shouldn’t be surprised, because he and Larry always slept together.

I kissed West.

“Let me go color, I don’t want to disappoint Allison.”

As I left the room, I heard West.

“He’s fucking great right? Now you understand why I waited for him to trust me.”

I knew I wasn’t supposed to hear what he said, but his words felt incredible.

I smiled as I entered the living room where Allison lay on her stomach with a coloring book and crayons.

She looked up at me and smiled.

“You remembered.”

“Of course. I promised you.” I sat on the floor, and she came over and hugged me.

“Sometimes people don’t keep their promises. Daddy and Unkkie Wefst does.”

That was good to hear.

I wondered where her mother was, because there was no doubt that East had flirted with me earlier.

Did he decide to have a child on his own?

That was something I would ask at another time.

“Carmen sometimes doesn’t, and my friend Molly.”

“I’ll tell you what. As long as we are friends, I will always keep my promises.”

She looked at me for a long time.

“Okay. Can we color? I picked you a picture.”

I lay down on my stomach and started to color the horse she had chosen for me.

We talked about things important to a little girl, like unicorns and books.

She told me she didn’t have a mommy, but West and her father loved her completely, which was okay.

However, she still thought her daddy needed a boyfriend because he sometimes needed someone to play with.

I laughed.

I bet he did.

She asked about Charlie, and I explained how we had to take good care of them for the next few months before they could care for themselves.

Allison was a wonderful, smart, talkative little girl, and I already wanted to be part of her life.

When I looked up, West leaned against the doorway and watched us.

He appeared content, and when I caught his eye, he smiled.

He tapped his palm over his heart.

“Allison, I have to go now.” I wasn’t sure how long I had been there, with children, it’s hard to tell the passing of time.

“Can we color again another day?”

“Okay. What if I don’t want to color? Will you play something else with me?” It made me smile, and it certainly helped that his niece liked me.

After learning more about him and his family, I wondered if I was worthy of him.

I never expected someone who owned a bar would be so different from what the stereotypes were.

“As long as I don’t have something already planned with your Uncle. I’ll make sure to play with you, I promise.”

“When you promise, you mean it!!”

“Yes, I do.” She threw herself against me because she wanted to be hugged.

I hugged her and told her that we would talk later.

“Tyler and I are going to spend some time alone together. Allison, will you and your Daddy care for Charlie for us?”

“Yes, Unkkie Wefst.” Her name for him made me chuckle every single time.

I walked over to West, and without a word, he took my hand and led me to the bedroom.

He carefully closed the door, locked it, and then checked to make sure it couldn’t be opened.

Forcefully but not hard, he pushed me against the wall.

“You are the sexiest human I have ever been around, and I want to do filthy things with you.”

I noted that he said ‘with’, not ‘to’, which made a lot of difference.

“Oh really?”

“Would you be interested in that?” He said as he kissed up and down my neck, his hand sliding under my shirt, his palms were warm, which sent chills running up my spine.

I moaned into his mouth while his tongue tangled with mine, and the slippery heat felt heavenly.

My cock was steel hard, and ached for attention.

I let him lead, but felt like this was going to end in orgasms, which was a fantastic perk.

Even though I liked this man so much without the intimacy, us being physical with each other was the icing on this cake.

His hands ran down my chest and stopped at the waist of my jeans.

He unbuttoned them, slipped his hand inside, and rubbed my length.

“Oh Fuck! That feels good.” I leaned into it and silently begged for more contact.

While we kissed, he continued to tease me, and I loved how it felt, the whole time my heart pounded erratically until he dropped to his knees in front of me.

When I looked down I couldn’t believe this incredible man was about to suck my cock.

It was empowering and erotic.

I couldn’t take my eyes off him as he pulled my pants and underwear down my thighs, then he kissed along my hips and over my V line.

With my legs spread apart he ran his tongue over my sack, sucking gently.

Feeling him lick my skin made my legs unstable, and I sucked in a sharp breath.

“You like that, Tyler?”

I nodded as he took one of my balls into his mouth, then repeated it with the other.

“West. Fuck.”

He flicked his tongue down the shaft, sucking on the length gently, then returned to the sensitive frenulum.

Sinking my teeth into the palm of my hand was the only way I could be quiet.

My eyes locked on his face while he took the head into his mouth, his lips closed around the crown, and his tongue slid down my length.

I gasped when he took me deeply, and the warmth of his mouth surrounded my cock.

He pulled off me and looked up.

“You’re delicious.” Not waiting for acknowledgment he swallowed my length, while one handed he opened his jeans, and he pulled his very hard cock out, he stroked himself from base to tip a few times, as he mimicked what he did with his mouth.

“Are you going to give me your load, Tyler? I want to swallow every drop.”

This insanely successful man, who could have anybody was asking for me to cum in his mouth.

My hips thrust forward at his comment, unable to control the need within me.

Everything he said made my head spin, and my body felt electrified.

He was getting pleasure from what he was doing to me, which was something I had never experienced.

He gagged slightly, because I had hit the back of his throat as he took me more deeply, his tongue working my member the entire time, his hands squeezed my balls, then his fingers teased just behind them, which made me feel like I was on fire.

He swallowed, the feeling tight against the head of my throbbing cock.

West’s mouth was like nothing I had ever felt before, and I wanted this to last indefinitely, but he was breaking me apart, controlling everything that happened to my body.

My release would come when he decided to make me, and I was along for the ride.

The fire worked its way through my body and I could see that his hand still worked on his throbbing cock.

My mouth watered at the idea of him in my mouth, the thought made sparks join the flame, he worked me, then took me deep where I could feel him swallow around me again.

My eyes rolled back; it was an exquisite feeling.

“Are you ready to let go for me? Give me everything you have?”

“Jesus. Yes. Please.” I couldn’t hold it any longer, and he knew.

“Come for me, baby, give me your load.” When his lips were around me again, I closed my eyes and let the feeling wash over me.

As I pulsed in his mouth, I looked down to watch him let go, covering his hand with his own release.

It was an overwhelming feeling; my body tingled, my vision blurred, and my heart pounded.

It was nothing I had before.

It was so good that for minutes after, there were aftershocks that came in waves.

We were going to have so much fun together.

Offering my hand, I helped West stand.

He leaned in, and I kissed him.

Tasting myself on his tongue, which made my body want more, but that wasn’t happening for a little bit.

“You are very good at that,” I said between kisses.

“I’m glad you liked it. Nothing I want more than to make you feel good.” He smiled.

“You’re serious?”

“Yes, I am.” I looked at him, amazed at this gift I’d been given.

“Next time, I’ll be on my knees for you.”

He groaned.

“I can’t wait.”