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He practically shoves me up the ladder of the yacht, not even attempting to get to one of our bedrooms as he pushes me down on one of the couches on the main deck.
“Cole,” I say, my heart pounding in my chest.
I should be worried we’ll get caught, but all I can think about is how I need him inside of me like I need my next breath.
“I can’t stop thinking of you. It’s driving me fucking crazy.” He growls, his lips traveling from my neck to my collarbone.
I push him off slightly to pull my coverup over my head. His heated stare travels my body.
“When did you get so fucking beautiful?” he says, before putting his head on my chest, moving the material aside to suck and tease my nipple.
“Fuck!” I cry out.
“Take it off,” he demands, pulling away.
I stand up, untying the strings of my top and pulling my bottoms from my body.
I shouldn’t feel this comfortable standing here naked, but it’s like all coherent thoughts leave my brain when Cole is involved. I can’t find it in me to care about being seen.
My body only wants to be seen by him.
He pushes me back down on the couch. I stare at him standing before me like some kind of fucking Greek God. It’s like they sculpted the perfect man and delivered him on a silver platter to me.
I watch him pull a condom from his swim trunks and try not to dwell on the fact that he had that in his pocket with thoughts of getting laid tonight.
“We’re never going to come back from this, Charlie. If I even see you with someone else, I’ll kill them.” His eyes are blazing.
“Sure, Cole. We’ll fuck, and tomorrow you won’t act like a douchebag and treat me like shit. One fuck and that means we’ll be together forever, right? You going to try and win me over with cupcakes and whispers in the dark again?”
“Charlie, don’t over think this shit,” he says, his eyes full of lust, lighting my body on fire.
“Fuck me, Cole,” I say, staring him straight in the eyes.
He lines himself up with my entrance, running his dick over my wet folds, teasing me as much as he can, before he finally pushes himself deep inside me.
He has ruined me for everyone else. It’s like the world around us is in black. We’re the only two people left and we’re afraid that we’ll never get the chance to feel this way again if we don’t do this here and now.
“You’re mine,” he growls, looking me deep in the eyes.
Each thrust matches mine, his cock filling me. His lips capture mine before traveling down my neck, until his tongue reaches my nipple, nibbling and sucking, making my body arch in response.
“You’re so fucking beautiful, Charlie.”
When he says shit like that it confuses me. He’s so hot and cold. One minute he wants nothing to do with me, the next we’re fucking on a yacht under the stars while he tells me how beautiful I am.
“I’m so close, Cole.” I gasp, trying to push all my self-doubts from my mind.
It was in that moment that I realized Cole Garett had branded my soul. I’d made a deal with the devil, and I’d never be the same.
The both of us come crashing down from our high together––heavy breathing and sweaty skin. I feel the loss of him immediately when he pulls away from me.
He doesn’t say a word to me as I watch him pull his trunks back on and grab a pack of cigarettes from his pocket.
I scramble around to find the pieces of my bathing suit, before sitting back down on the couch, my eyes straying to his body, watching him stare out into the water, unsure of what to say or do.
This time felt different than last night at the club. This felt personal. As personal as you can get with someone like him.
“It’s not polite to stare,” he says, grinning.
