Too Long: Hayes Brothers Book 6
Too Long: Chapter 24

COLT EMERGES FROM THE WATER at the pool’s far end, the muscles in his arms and back rippling as he grips the railing and stares at the open ocean.

Everyone’s still enjoying the bonfire on the beach, so we’re alone on the third deck, undisturbed. A waiter stops by to check on our drinks every half an hour, and cameras are watching our every move, but other than that, it’s just us.

My heart swells when that thought sinks. Just us.

“What are you thinking?” Colt asks, looking at me over his shoulder.

That I hope our bubble won’t burst once we’re back home.

We’re enjoying being together now, but we’re far away from our normal lives, far from work, friends, family, and commitments. We’re living the dream here, cruising the Caribbean on a luxury yacht. It feels like no rules apply.

Maybe that’s why I’m falling so hard and fast. Because there are no rules. No distractions. No inhibitions.

I’m scared of what things will look like when we go home. Will he still want me or will reality ruin the amazing thing we’ve got going on here?

“How hot you look,” I lie smoothly, bringing the wine glass to my lips.

There’ll be time for the heavy topics when we’re back in Newport. For now, I’d rather enjoy what we have. I’ve never felt happier than I do when we’re alone.

“Me?” he scoffs, turning my way, the black ink marking his chest almost glowing under the purple lights. “You should see you,” he counters, then dives to swim the pool’s distance underwater and emerge at the foot of my lounger.

I watch as he effortlessly pulls himself out, then grabs a towel, drying off before he drops onto the lounger beside me.

“It was your idea to come here,” he says, grabbing the fresh bottle of Corona the waiter left him. “Why aren’t you swimming?”

“I’m enjoying the view.” I purposely rove his body from head to toe, paying extra attention to where I can recognize the outline of his cock under the wet swim trunks.

I’m still in my dress, the over-the-knee, yellow swing number I wore to the bonfire.

Colt leans over, his lips on my neck, grazing the soft flesh with his teeth. “You made me spill before I made you come, Addie. That won’t fly. I want to feel you, baby.” He lowers his voice to a soft whisper, kissing below my ear. “Here. Now.”

“Here?” I repeat, my heart gaining pace as shock, fear, and excitement mix in my veins.

I glance around the deck, spotting two cameras pointing this way. There’s not a soul around. The waiter won’t come back for the next twenty minutes, but that doesn’t change the fact anyone could stumble out here.

Grant’s somewhere on board. The bonfire party might come back. There’s a few crew members about.

“That’s not a good idea,” I finally say, though denying him doesn’t come easy. “There are cameras,” I add, tilting my head to the side to give him better access.

But Colt’s warm lips are gone from my neck as he twists away. “Sit on my lap.”

“What?”

“Do as you’re told.”

I love how fast my burning need reacts to his orders. I also hate it sometimes. It’s like I no longer control my body.

Colt owns it now. He owns me.

My heart races in my chest, but I rise to my feet, taking extra care as I fling one leg over his lounger so I don’t accidentally flash my panties at the cameras.

I don’t know if anyone’s manning the security room at this hour, but it’s safe to assume someone’s there, watching my every move. Holding onto the hem of my dress, I sit, shuddering when my warm skin touches Colt’s cold, wet trunks.

A jolt of adrenaline spasms through me when I feel his cock pressing into my pussy.

“I want to feel you,” he repeats, his hoarse voice barely above a whisper. “Put me inside you.”

“You’re crazy. We can’t. Someone could—”

“Don’t say no to me,” he cuts in, gripping my neck and pulling me in for an intense, erotic kiss. He lifts his hips less than an inch, but it’s enough to show how much he wants me. “In, baby.” He skims his hot mouth from my collarbone up to my ear. “Reach under your dress, move your panties aside, pull my cock out and put me in.”

“There are two cameras pointing right at us,” I hiss, diligently ignoring how slick I am, how fucking needy whenever he touches me. “The bartender’s somewhere around and—”

“I won’t fuck you here,” he tuts against my lips, biting the lower one. “I just want in. I want to feel how wet you are for me. I want to feel you come on my cock from nothing more than me kissing you.”

I arch away, raising a brow. “You think you can make me come just by kissing me?”

His head hits the back of the lounger, a self-indulgent smirk curving his raspberry-pink lips. “You wanna bet I can’t?” He digs his fingers into my hips, the gesture lighting me up from the inside out. “If I can—”

“No betting. I know I’ll lose. You’re a great kisser.”

“Takes one to know one. Now put me inside you.”

His fiery look challenges me to do as he said, and there’s no way I’ll back down now. All the reasons why we shouldn’t do this fall away. Colt’s a master of making me submit. A master of centering my thoughts around him and him only.

Before we met, I never would’ve called myself courageous. Feisty, sure, but too many fears live rent-free inside my head to ever describe me as courageous.

But with Colt, I feel like I can conquer the world. Fear doesn’t hold me back when he’s around, bringing out parts of me I didn’t know were there in the first place.

Letting out all the air from my lungs, I scoot back a little, reach under my dress, and inconspicuously lean over him, chest to chest, our lips mingling while I pull back the waistband of his trunks.

His long, thick erection springs out, the head touching my panties. My hand shakes as I pull the soaked fabric aside. The thrill of doing something we shouldn’t spurs me on as I move forward to take him in.

Colt bites my lip, his hands gripping fistfuls of my dress, easing me down until his cock hits a sensitive spot deep inside, making me tremble. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

“Good girl,” he whispers.

I adjust my dress to make sure it sprawls around, hiding the indecency happening underneath. Without warning, he thrusts his hips up a fraction of an inch, tearing a soft, barely audible gasp from me.

“Shh, baby… fuck… you’re so wet.”

“You’re cheating,” I say, my hand caressing his jaw. “You said you’d make me come with nothing more than kisses. Don’t move.”

“We should’ve gone back to our suite.” Pressing his hand to the small of my back, he urges me to rest my head on his shoulder. “You feel too fucking good…” His teeth scratch against my earlobe as he works me up with open-mouthed kisses. “You’re mine, you know that? I’m not letting you ghost me when we go back home. I’m taking you out on Monday, then Tuesday, and Wednesday…”

“So, every day?”

His lips curve into a smile against my skin. “Every day.”

Moving one hand to the small of my back, he forces me closer, my boobs squishing against his pecs. He looks down with dark, hooded eyes, and his lips part in a shaky exhale. He weaves one hand in my hair, steering my head to the side and exposing my neck.

His lips latch on there, sucking, biting the soft flesh as he noses a line up, up, up, all the way to my ear.

The warmth of his breath leaves a trail of goosebumps across my skin and with every almost inaudible moan from my lips, his cock juts inside me.

“Close your eyes and focus,” he says, biting my earlobe. “I want one orgasm here, then five more in bed.”

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