Too Much (Hayes Brothers #1)

by I.A. Dice

Sharing a glass, pressing my lips against the rim in the same spot her lips were seconds earlier... that was intimate. We’re intimate. This whole fucking evening is way too intimate, period.

Sas efcharistó gia ton kafé kai to deípno. Elpízo na niótheis arketá arrenopós, allá an den to káneis, boreís na ftiáxeis ton nerochýti pou échei diarroí sto domátió mou. Kalinýchta, Theo.

He stirs, tightening his hold on me, burying his face in my hair. “Don’t even think about getting out of here,” he says, his voice gruff. “Get back to sleep.” “I’m trying, but I need to pee.” With a deep groan, he lifts his arm and kicks the blanket aside. “Make it quick.”

“You look...” His chest rises and falls faster, and a muscle feathers his jaw when his eyes jerk to meet mine. “You want me to kill someone tonight?” “Any complaints should be directed at your brother and his husband-to-be. I didn’t buy the dress. Also... I’ll take that as a compliment.” “Damn right it’s a compliment. You look hot.”

“Hey, man. I didn’t expect you here.” Leave. “This is Thalia.” Stay away from her, or I’ll maim you.

I want him. And I’m ready to find out if we’re on the same page because the tension is too much. He has no idea I felt his lips on my nape last night when he thought I fell asleep. He doesn’t know I felt his thumb caress my cheek or how he kept pulling me closer, kissing my shoulder every time. He doesn’t know I’m secretly falling in love with him.

“This,” I point between us, “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 you too,” he smirks. “Then I’m yours.”

“Where the fuck have you been all my life?” I hook my elbows under her thighs when she’s close enough, grab her waist and yank her down, pressing her hot pussy to my lips.

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.

“Don’t forget you’re the one who didn’t want me, not the other way around. You have no right to doubt me, and you better make sure it’s the first and last time you ever do.” Theo’s lips curve into a smile, dousing the small torches swirling in his dark eyes. He grips my wrist, yanking me toward him for a kiss. “I didn’t want you?” he scoffs, amused, almost fascinated by the idea. “You shouldn’t have said that, little one. Wait till we get home.” He dips his head to whisper in my ear. “I’ll fuck you until those stupid thoughts are gone, and you understand that you’re all I want.”

I’m whipped and not afraid to admit it. To myself... in my head.

“Turn around,” I rasp, planting her hands on the tiles above her head. She takes a wider stance, lifts her chin, and pushes that perfect ass out, meeting the gentle strokes of my fingers on her thighs. “Brace,” I say, guiding my cock inside her hot pussy. I wrap one arm around her ribs, her big boobs resting on my forearm as I fill her with every inch of me. A low growl escapes me once I’m buried to the hilt, and Thalia shudders, gasping softly. “How about that? Tell me you love it when I’m inside you.” “Make me come.” She throws her head back, exposing her throat, the veins there pulsing, and I almost lose it on the spot.

Women climax with their mind as much as their body—a fact I learned too late in life. It might be why not many women screamed my name before Thalia. I ignored their mind, the emotional side of sex, and how open they were with me. Things are much different now. The more relaxed and focused on herself Thalia is, the easier triggering her orgasm becomes.

“It’s not as easy as you’d think... slicing someone’s wrists,”