Too Much (Hayes Brothers #1)

by I.A. Dice

“You think it was nice to hide this from me all this time?” I lean over him, speaking against his lips, my hair framing our faces. “Sharing is caring.”

“Thalia, we—” Words catch in his throat when I squeeze harder, slide down, dip my head, and take him into my mouth. “Fuck...” he rumbles, gathering my hair in both hands so he can watch as I slide my lips down his thi...

The head of his swollen cock hits the back of my throat, forcing another low, satisfied growl out of him that spurs me on. I move my free hand up his stomach and brace against his neck, putting just enough pressure on his throat to intensify the oncoming orgasm. And when he comes, it’s all over my neck.

“Pearls suit you,” he says, breathing on the quick side. “I’ll put a string on your neck every now and then.” I cup his face and steal another kiss, hooked on the fluttering of my heart when his tongue teases mine slowly. He breaks away first, stamping a sweet peck on my nose. “That’s our friendship officially ruined.” “We were never meant to be friends. You wanted to fuck me on day one, but you changed your mind halfway through the evening, remember?”

“Because you’re too good to fuck and forget.”

“is in no way over, or anywhere near over, and it won’t be over anytime soon, Theo. Understood? I licked you. You’re mine.” “I licked ...

“We need to get you cleaned up.” He pats my thigh, urging me to get moving. “Everyone’s waiting for us with lunch.” “Lunch? Baby, if you’re hungry... eat me.” “I will.” He curls his fingers under my chin. “As soon as we’re home, you’re all I’ll eat until we fall asleep.”

“Promises, promises.” Theo chuckles behind me. “You’re asking for trouble.”

“You’ll be my biggest weakness, omorfiá.”

“Good, you’ve been mine for a while now.”

She’s mine. She was mine the moment I saw her. I just needed a tiny push to act, and she pushed—refusing to stay in the weird, too intimate friendzone.

“We should take him out for a walk,” Thalia says, bending to scratch his ears and putting a dent in my plans. “We should get you naked,” I counter, hauling her into my arms to capture her lips with mine.

“Patience, baby. You take him for a walk, I’ll clean this mess, and then we’ll get naked and stay naked until the morning.”

“Fine,” I huff, snatching the leash off the hook by the door. “Half an hour, not a minute longer.” She gives me a wiggly wave when I clasp the leash

“Why aren’t you naked?” I ask, crossing the room and yanking my t-shirt over my head. She laughs when I grasp the edge of the counter, admiring her rosy cheeks. “Kiss me and strip.”

“Do you want a coffee?” “No, I don’t want a fucking coffee.”

want you naked, shaking and screaming my name loud enough for the whole street to know what it is.” I set the cup aside, and fucking devour her. My tongue sweeps the inseam of her mouth. With a short sigh, she lets me in deeper, bringing her hands to my jaw so she can steer my face. I grab onto her round ass, lifting Thalia into my arms. Her warm, wet pussy presses against my abdomen when she flings her legs around my waist, clinging to me. “I waited patiently,”

waited for you, Theo. So many nights dreaming of your touch.” “God, T...

“Say it again,” she utters when I lay her on the bed, needy, wet, and ready for me. “Moró mou,” I whisper,

“You’re so fucking beautiful, little one.” She yanks me down, and I trail a line of kisses across her neck, cupping her breast. The pad of my thumb toys with her pebbled nipple before I continue the journey down her body. She parts her lips, back arching as I reach between her legs to caress the wet, warm flesh.

the pure bliss on her gorgeous face when her eyes flutter closed. How did I keep myself in check for so long? And why? Who the fuck was I kidding? She drops her hands on the pillow, surrendering her body and mind to me, my touch, and my demands. I slide my lips down the silk curve of her neck, dying to taste the candy pink nipples. I curl my tongue around one, sucking and nipping, making her cry out, and she reaches up, tangling her fingers through my hair to hold me in place, silently begging for more. And more she’ll get.

She’s famished. Desperate for human connection, touching, kissing, and feeling someone close after twenty months of zero intimacy.

I want another taste,” she says, stroking and squeezing me in short, measured moves.

She’s so fucking good at it that I half expect she took a how to handle a dick class. I won the lottery with this one...

throws my boxers over her shoulder, licking her lips as if she’s about to taste her favorite dessert, but then she frowns and hops out of bed. “One second!” She rushes out of the room, her boobs bouncing along the way.

“Ready.” She smiles, running her hands up my thighs, and her warm breath fans the head of my cock. She tastes the first drop of precum, as graceful fingers wrap tightly around the hilt, stroking me slowly. She licks the overly sensitive crest before her pink lips touch the head, and she sucks me into her mouth. I damn near come on the spot.

soft moan vibrates up my shaft, the sensation incomparable to what I’ve experienced before. She sinks deeper, her moves hasty as the head of my cock hits the back of her throat. “You’re so fucking good at this, omorfiá,” I groan, barely closing my fingers around her heavy ponytail.

Thalia’s erotic hum fills my head, the silk of her mouth almost tipping me over the edge a few seconds before she releases my cock with a soft pop. “Now you get a taste,” she says, biting the tip of her index finger and climbing higher with a cheeky smile, her knees on both sides of my head. “Deep breath, baby.” “Where the fuck have you been all my life?”

grab her waist and yank her down, pressing her hot pussy to my lips. She tastes like heaven, sunshine, spring rain, and everything that makes me feel good. I’ll spend a lot of time between her thighs. My head spins when I lick her back to front, flicking my tongue over the swollen bud. Every time I do that, she bucks against me, her gasps growing louder. “Please...” she utters, grinding over my face, “mi stamatás.”

stop. Sexy... she’s so sexy when she plays with her boobs, focused solely on the pleasure coursing through her body. The most arousing sight I’ve ever witnessed.

tease her entrance with my tongue but don’t push in. Not this time. Soon, but not yet. My cock needs to be inside her next, or I’ll be damned.

grip her thighs, stopping her movements. “Not yet.” “Please, Theo—” “Shhhhh.” I

slide my cock along her wet folds, testing my own patience. “This time, you’ll come with me.” I glance away from the beautiful girl in my bed for one second when I lean back to open the bedside cabinet, but it’s enough for her skillful fingers to find her clit.

cock swells, the fullness of my balls painful, while my courageous brunette brings herself to the brink of a breathtaking release. I rip the condom packet with my teeth, slide it on and clutch Thalia’s wrists, stopping her efforts before she spoils the fun for us both. “Not. Yet. You come when I come.”

“Brace, little one,” I rasp, plunging inside slowly, her warmth and wetness en...

dip my head, nipping her shoulder as I thrust in the last inch. “There you go... fuck, you’re perfect.” I lace our fingers, holding her hands close to her head and push in deeper, watching her teeth sink into her bottom lip. Lust

burns through us, feral and fierce, when I retreat, settling for a rushed, intense rhythm, loving how her tight pussy sucks me in. Big, perky boobs bounce in sync with my thrusts, and a mist of sweat covers our bodies within minutes. Hastened breaths, soft gasps, and low growls fill the room.

“Let me touch you,” she breathes, wrestling against my hold on her hands, and as soon as I let go, she cups my face and pulls me down, bruising my lips with demanding kisses. I rest the weight of my body on one elbow, holding onto her ass, driving into her harder and deeper when her walls tighten around me. I never cared if the woman in my bed reached her high, but I want Thalia to come. I need her to come.

“Tell me what you need,” I say when she bites my lip, writhing beneath me. “Tell me what to do, little one.” She shoves my hand between us, forcing my fingers onto her clit. I rub tight circles for a few seconds before

searches my face, eyes unfocused, every sound escaping her lips louder. My moves quicken with every thrust. The realization I finally have her hits me out of the blue and my entire body shudders, flooded by a wave of intense heat spreading in all directions. “Fuck,” I stammer. “Watching you take me... your beautiful face... knowing you’re mine...”

“I’ve imagined this moment a thousand...

“Reality can’t compare,” she finishes for me. “God, I-I’m... I’m so close, I think...

“Now, omorfiá.” She moves with me, frantically grasping for release. “Th-Theo,” she stammers, losing her sanity. Her back bows off the bed as she shakes, moaning so fucking loud I’m sure the ...

“Shit,” I huff on a deep exhale. “That was—” “Amazing,” she finishes, a blissful smile blooming over her swollen, cherry lips. “Don’t move.” I nudge her nose with mine, stamping a kiss on her head. “Stay here. I’ll be back in a minute.”

She’s mine and going nowhere. It’s confusing as hell that I’m relieved instead of anxious. Twenty-four hours ago, the idea of a relationship gave me a headache because what do I know about caring for a woman the way she deserves? Now that I’m with Thalia, the doubts disappear. I can do this.

Thalia’s still in bed, naked body covered with a blanket, her face half-buried between two pillows. She let her hair down, the mass of curls draped over one shoulder.

“I guess I need to move out,”

“Yeah, I guess you do.” I kiss her temple, then grip her jaw, twist her head up and find those perfect lips. She tenses a little, unsure if I’m joking. “You need to vacate the guest bedroom and move your stuff in here, omorfiá.”

Roses are red, and freesias are blue. Baby, I’m lost. I keep thinking of you. Roses are white, and lilies are green. You chose a knight, but I’ll make you my queen.

😭❤⭐

“You think anyone can steal me? You think I’ll leave you because someone sent me flowers?”