There was a smattering of applause from somewhere nearby, and Remi suddenly remembered that they weren’t alone out there. Though the public support from their kinky crew was kind of fun.
“Damn, baby,” he said roughly as he pulled away. “It’s a good thing we have this boat.”
“It is,” Isaac agreed. “I guess we should head back in, though.”
“Yeah, but there are plenty more kisses if you want them.”
Isaac took up the paddle like he was eager to get back to shore. Hopefully for more kisses. And if that was all they did this weekend, Remi would probably die of blue balls, but it would be an amazing way to go.
Isaac shooed him away from helping pull the canoe onto the bank, and then they thanked the instructor and headed for the car. Isaac snuggled into his seat and let out a yawn.
“Are you getting tired, baby?”
Isaac shrugged. “Maybe a little. It’s a lot of sun and my body still doesn’t know what time it is. I might need a nap after lunch.”
“I’m sure you will, sweetheart. Let’s go find a restaurant, and then Daddy will make sure that you get one.”
“Thank you, Daddy.”
7
Remi
Remi heard the chiming melody of his alarm, but he was too drowsy to do anything about it right away. A body shifted near him, and then the sound abruptly shut off.
He pulled Isaac’s warm, heavy weight back down against his side, his memory of where he was and who was with him flowing back with a sleepy sense of wonder. He hadn’t meant to take a nap next to his baby, but he’d apparently been more tired than he thought.
Right now, he didn’t want to move. Especially with Isaac’s head resting on his shoulder and soft fingers caressing down his chest. They’d both stripped off their shorts—well, Remi had taken off Isaac’s overalls, leaving him in just the onesie—and their bare legs were tangled together.
“Daddy, your phone was singing beepy noises so I pushed the big orange button.”
That woke him up a bit more, though he was still feeling languid and cozy. Isaac in little space was a glorious treat to wake up to. “Good job, baby,” he mumbled.
“Are you still sleepy?”
“Maybe, but I should wake up. We have other plans today.”
“But cuddles, Daddy?”
“All the cuddles, Izzy,” he tried out the new name, and liked how it felt in his mouth. Sweet and a bit silly, just like his boy. “Whenever you want them.”
“Now, Daddy. I want them now.”
Remi had to chuckle. He loved how confident Izzy was about asking for what he wanted now that he wasn’t so worried. “I think we’re already cuddling then. All you have to do is stay right here.”
“OK, I won’t move,” Izzy promised with a laugh.
Remi could hear from Izzy’s tone that he was being silly, but he didn’t understand why until his inquisitive fingers started drifting down Remi’s chest and over his belly. He wandered with soft whispering touches and the scratch of nails, humming happily as he explored.
Those soft playful touches sent shivers racing through Remi’s body. Especially when Izzy’s warm hand burrowed inside his shirt, searing lines into his skin.
“Looks like you’re moving,” Remi teased, voice still rough from sleep. He needed to keep this light, to let Izzy take the lead and explore without expecting anything else. But damn was it difficult. He slid the hand that wasn’t wrapped around Izzy under his own back so he wouldn’t be tempted to reach out like he wanted to. “I think someone’s feeling a little bit naughty.”
“Only a little bit, Daddy.” Izzy’s higher-pitched voice was all innocence, but his daring fingers circled one nipple. Izzy was getting bolder.
Remi kissed his hair, needing some sort of outlet for the way he wanted to pull his baby against him and devour his mouth. The kiss they’d shared this morning had only whetted his appetite.
Izzy ran his finger just above the waist of Remi’s boxers, and all he could think about was what it would feel like if he slipped just a bit further down...