Page 31 of Yes, Captain

“Sunscreen or you’ll burn, and it won’t matter what part of me is up.” Will grasped the bottle Eddie dug out from the basket and lathered his skin, taking care to cover every inch of Eddie’s shoulders, arms, hands, and chest. When he reached Eddie’s belly, Will motioned for him to lie down, and Eddie did, pillowing his head in his crossed hands. Will straddled his hips, smoothing the cream over the flat planes of Eddie’s stomach before shuffling down.

He popped the button on Eddie’s cute cut-off jean shorts and met Eddie’s gaze as he flicked up the pull tab on the zip and slowly tugged it down. With both hands on his hips, Will lifted Eddie’s arse and smoothed the shorts down his legs. While Will was kneeling up, Eddie took the chance to kick off his shorts and run his hands up Will’s thick legs pulling his hips closer. Only then did Will break their gaze, trailing his eyes down Eddie’s body and warming him with every part he took in.

Will sucked in a breath when he reached Eddie’s micro-swimwear and Eddie’s cock flexed. He needed friction, unable to help the thrust of his hips. Will squeezed Eddie’s hips with his legs and fell forward, hovering above him on outstretched arms. “Do that again,” he rasped, and Eddie couldn’t have stopped if he tried.

Will dropped his hips, bringing their cocks into contact, and Eddie bucked again, his dick fighting to break free of the tiny scrap of material covering him. Will kissed him then like a man possessed. Like a man who knew what he wanted and wasn’t tiptoeing around his desires. Eddie loved his shy side, but this commanding and demanding man was hot.

“Roll over,” Will urged, with a line of kisses down Eddie’s throat to his collarbone and a flick of his tongue over it. Eddie did when Will lifted his arse. He moaned when Will gripped his hip and ground down, sliding the length of his shaft between Eddie’s cheeks. Eddie shuddered and tilted his hips up, encouraging Will to do it again. The puff of breath on his nape drove him wild. Eddie reached up to grip Will’s face, and Will went to him, kissing him as he rolled his hips and took what he needed from Eddie’s body.

“Need you,” Eddie whispered. Will responded by shifting his hand under Eddie and gripping his cock, massaging it over his swimwear. The head of his dick poked up, exposing itself and sliding against the soft towel separating him from the sand. Lost in Will, Eddie cried out as the man above him squeezed him tighter. Eddie moaned in frustration when Will froze, breathing hard and shuddering. It was as if he was fighting himself, trying to hold off the need to come. Eddie understood, the overwhelming need firing through Eddie quicker than ever before.

Will pulled back, putting some distance between their bodies, and Eddie shifted, needing him to come back. “Not yet,” Will murmured in his ear, licking his throat. “Hikers above might see, and when I make you mine, no one but me will be looking.”

Eddie moaned, loving the hint of possession in Will’s tone. His cock pulsed, and when Will squeezed him hard, he could feel the smile against his skin. He pulled back, leaving Eddie aching, and squirted more sunscreen onto his hands before rubbing over Eddie’s heated skin.

Will shuffled down and licked the curve of Eddie’s arse at the top of the tiny floral-print shorts he’d chosen in Sydney before getting on the ship. His handsome captain’s hands followed, rubbing the sunblock into his skin. Will’s beard prickled against his arse as he nuzzled his face into Eddie’s rounded globes and teased him with swipes of his tongue along the bottom of the swim shorts.

“These things are sexy as fuck, you know that?” Will rasped as he scooted down and spread the sunscreen over Eddie’s legs. When Will nudged him to roll over again, Eddie held his breath, praying that Will would straddle him again. He wasn’t disappointed.

Will’s strong legs, thick from hours in the gym, gripped Eddie’s smaller hips tight, and Will teased him, not resting his full weight on Eddie’s aching cock. Snatching the sunscreen away from Will, Eddie squeezed a generous portion in his hands and reached up to rub down Will’s skin. In the bright light of day, Eddie could see the grey hairs in the smattering of chest hair he had. When Eddie ran his thumbs over Will’s nipples, they hardened at his touch, Will’s abs quivering as Eddie splayed his hands over them and around his waist, rubbing in the cream.

Pulling Will down onto him, Eddie thrust up at the same time and watched, enraptured, as Will’s back bowed, and he choked out a cry. God damn, this man was sexy. Eddie couldn’t wait for the moment that they did this for real.

He wanted to be buried in him or be stretched by Will—he didn’t much care at this point. All he knew was that he wanted the picture Will painted so badly that he was going cross-eyed with lust.

Eddie reached around, gripping Will’s muscular arse, and thrust up again, making Will cry out a second time. He could watch that reaction all day; it was that fucking sexy. He couldn’t get enough of Will, couldn’t touch enough of him at once. With their tongues tangling, their breaths mingling, Eddie moaned into his mouth, desperate to get closer. He slipped his hands under the waistband of Will’s bright blue shorts and grasped his ass, gripping the firm globes in his hands.

Eddie wanted to touch him so bad, wanted to make Will a slave to lust like he was, to delve deep inside his hole and stretch him for his cock.

But Eddie hesitated.

This was supposed to be a date, their time in the sea and sun to enjoy and relax. Hell, he loved sex, but as Will said—not there, not then. Will deserved so much more than a quick fuck on the beach. Eddie wanted to worship him, to taste every dip and curve of Will’s body. To send him into orbit with his tongue and fingers.

Eddie pulled his hands free and trailed them up to Will’s chest, curling his fingers into the hairs there. Will broke their kiss, breathing hard as his hips twitched, base desire still controlling his movements.

“Swim,” Eddie murmured, unable to utter anything more coherent.

Will shifted, nudging Eddie’s knees apart with his own, and reached down to wrap Eddie’s legs around his waist. Eddie held onto his muscled man like a spider monkey as his world tilted, and Will lifted him effortlessly until he was standing, carrying him to the water like he weighed nothing. Eddie loved his strength, his gentle touch as Will handled him reverently, even when a moment earlier their simulated fucking was dirty and raw.

Will sank down slowly, the cold water enveloping them as Will went to his knees in the shallows. The cold water was a shock to his system, but his captain’s warmth overrode the desire to get straight back out. Kissing him gently, Will tipped them to the side, and they went under, their mouths never separating. Only when Eddie’s lungs were burning, his body screaming for oxygen, did he nudge Will, who lifted them out of the water. Eyes dark with desire, Will crushed him against his body, and Eddie moaned, their lips finding each other again.

Their kiss changed, and Eddie was hit with a wave of affection. Will was beautiful. Water dripped from his hair and slid down his face, his beard glittering with the tiny droplets on it. Eddie cupped his face and brushed his thumbs over Will’s cheeks before kissing him softly again.

Will smiled against his lips, and the butterflies took up residence in Eddie’s heart, taking flight and making him giddy. It wasn’t just lust between them. It was something far deeper. Looking into his rich, chocolate brown eyes, Eddie saw the same warmth, the same affection reflected back at him and fell even harder. Will was magnificent—every inch of him. But it wasn’t just his mussed-up, blond, sexy surfer hair, the greys at his temple, or his big body. It was his heart, his brilliant mind, the caring and shy man who Eddie wanted to call his own.

The thought of forever whispered in his mind. It should have terrified him, but it didn’t. Eddie couldn’t explain it. He knew he was falling for Will. How couldn’t he? But they’d still only had a few dates. They were still getting to know each other. Eddie couldn’t deny their connection, both physical and mental. He loved spending time with the man as much as he loved touching and tasting Will. He knew it would only be a matter of time before three little words that he’d never uttered to another soul outside of his family were spilling from his lips.

One day, he coached himself.

It was far too early to be professing his undying love for Will, no matter what he saw in the other man’s eyes. But knowing that Will was right there, too, made Eddie fall even harder.

They floated like that for what could have been hours, wrapped in each other’s arms as they kissed slowly right there in the South Pacific on their tiny slice of paradise.

When Eddie had auditioned for the cruise company, he’d hoped to have the experience of a lifetime, dancing his way around the world. Never in his wildest dreams did he believe it could lead him to Will. He sighed happily and speared his fingers through Will’s hair, tugging gently on the strands as he kissed him harder.

“Beautiful,” Will murmured against his lips, his tone changing from the warm teasing as they’d whispered together into something huskier. He opened his eyes, and Eddie saw the blazing need in their depths, the same desire reflected in his heart in Will’s. He wanted this, wanted to take the next step. When he tilted his head toward the ship, Eddie nodded immediately. He wanted whatever Will was prepared to give. Still in his arms, Will carried him to shore. Capturing his mouth again, Eddie kissed him harder, longer, his tongue stroking against Will’s in a sensual dance. It was a goodbye of sorts—one more passionate kiss before they had to straighten themselves for the trek through the public part of the beach.

The walk back to the tender and trip to the ship was a sweet form of torture—a never-ending form of foreplay. The air between them crackled and sparked with anticipation, arcing between their only point of contact—their linked pinkies.

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