“I love you,” I tell him before smashing our lips together, and that’s what we do right here on the sand with passersby watching us, a few even clapped, but for the most part everyone could have been here, and we wouldn’t have noticed them.
Our tongues meld together, each of us tasting what the other has to give. It’s the most amazing feeling being in Colt’s arms.
“Love you, Lyla. I told you we wouldn’t be out here long,” he groans, and then while I’m still wrapped around him, he takes us back to our room.
“Where’s the key?” I ask in between kisses.
“Front pocket,” he mumbles, my hand glides down his body initially going for his pocket, but I get sidetracked along the way. When I feel the bulge he’s sporting in his shorts, I palm his length, sliding the palm of my hand and squeezing.
“Fuck, if you don’t stop, I’m going to take you right here against the palm trees,” Colt bites at my neck.
My body shudders in need, that’s when I feel the bark of a tree against my back, the sliding of my bathing suit bottoms being pulled aside, two fingers slide inside me while his palm is facing me.
“I’m going to come,” I groan. Colt’s mouth on my neck, his fingers deep inside me, the way he feels pressed against me. It doesn’t take long to have me shattering for him.
“I love how hot you burn for me,” his voice is thick with need, and if I could move my body, I’d fall to my knees before him and show him just how much I love how hot he is for me too.
“We need to get to our room, now,” I mumble, slowly sliding down the length of his body. I feel the way his cock is rock hard, and I want to taste him so badly, I yearn for it.
“You good to walk?” Colt questions cockily. He knows he just rocked my world.
“Just wait until I return the favor. We’ll see how well you can walk,” I reply saucily, and this time I take his hand and lead the way.
22
Colt
Lyla didn’t even see the ring I placed on her finger while she was backed against the tree, she may work in the fashion industry, but it doesn’t faze her. It wasn’t until we got back into our room, she was on her knees, and pulling my shorts down. The breath she took as she noticed it on her hand was one of awe, Lyla completely forgot what she was doing. She looked at the two-carat princess cut platinum engagement ring and tears started falling.
“Oh my god, it’s beautiful,” her ass was planted on her legs, looking up at me.
“You’re beautiful,” I responded holding the back of her neck while she was looking up at me. The small sheepish smile she rewarded me with let me know just what she was up to. I no sooner blinked and she had me all the way down. The palm of her hand cradling my balls and her mouth on my cock.
The way her mouth felt wrapped around my cock, she knew exactly how to hollow her cheeks, and take me deep down her throat.
“God damn, Lyla,” I grunt, my body trying to hold off from coming down her throat like this was my first time having her luscious lips wrap around my cock.
Lyla is a giver, if it wasn’t me waking her up with my head buried between her thighs then I was the one awakened with her hand on my cock or her mouth wrapped around me.
She doesn’t stop, not until I’m coming down her throat. My hands tangle in her hair as I control my own body quaking.
Lyla sits back with her cat ate the canary bird type grin, “Proud of yourself, huh?” I ask with a chuckle.
“Hell yes, I am. It’s usually you that makes me weak in the knees, not the other way around.” I help her up from the floor.
“I’m going to make the calls, let my parents and the girls know we’re getting married!” She yells out to the room and then does some crazy kind of dance move.
“You do that, baby. I’ll go call my own, then I’ll order room service tonight,” I wink at her as she sashays off to her purse to grab her phone.
I call my mom, letting her know to let Grace and Dylan know that everything is a go for tomorrow as quietly as possible. It’s kind of hard to hear my mom on the line with Lyla and the girls chatting on speaker phone about anything and everything between. Yeah, this was the best idea I could ever come up with. This way everyone will be surrounding us on a day that will be the best day of my life, other than Lyla walking into my garage pissed off as ever. That memory will always be top on the list.