Forever Too Far (Too Far, #3)(30)

My inner caveman wanted to go jerk him off his boat and throw his ass in the water. I couldn’t do that though. As pissed off as it made me to know he was looking at what was mine, I understood why. She was breathtaking. I wanted to stop and stare at her too.

I took the other caveman route and headed straight for her father’s boat and jumped in then pulled her into my arms before she could spin around to see who it was.

“Rush,” she said in a contented sigh and the caveman felt like pounding on his chest. She knew it was me. I loved that. I buried my nose in the crook of her neck and inhaled deeply. She smelled so damn good. Today her sweet smell was mixed with the sea. I wanted to strip her naked and find out if she smelled like the sea everywhere else too.

I placed both my hands over her stomach just to remind myself that our baby was still okay. He was healthy and Blaire was fine. Every time I thought about her bleeding and cramping my heart felt as if it had stopped. I’d basically abandoned her the last few days trying to get Nan under control so I could leave. My last words to Blaire had been harsh and that was all I could think about when I’d found her gone. Had my words made her cramp? I didn’t deserve her but I wasn’t going to let her go. “I’m sorry. God, Blaire, I am so damn sorry. I love you. This will never happen again,” I promised even though the words sounded familiar to my ears. I winced, realizing I’d said this before. I should have never gone to LA. “I love you,” she replied simply.

“I love you too,” I replied holding her as we stood there watching the sunset over the water.

When the dusk was finally settling down around us I bent my head down to her ear. “Is there a hotel we could sleep in tonight? I’m gonna need you and it won’t be quiet.”

Blaire turned around in my arms and slipped her arms around my waist. Her green eyes were twinkling with amusement. “I can be quiet,” she replied.

I reached up and tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear, then traced her jawline before feeling her soft plump bottom lip. “I can’t. “

A pleased smile pulled up each corner of her mouth and she stood on her tiptoes to press a kiss to my mouth. “You can whisper your naughty words in my ear,” she replied.

I pulled her bottom lip into my mouth and sucked on it before slipping my tongue inside her mouth to taste her. She clung to my arms, and moaned softly, and swayed into me. Fuck, no way was I gonna be quiet tonight. “Unless you want your daddy hearing me groan from the sweet taste of your * and cry out your name when I come inside you then we need a f*cking hotel.”

Blaire pressed her body closer to mine and another moan escaped her. “God, Rush. I swear, if you keep talking like that I’m gonna have an orgasm right here.”

I cupped her ass and pulled her up against me before covering her mouth with mine again. If she was that swollen and turned on that words could get her off then I was going to f*cking make that happen.

A loud cough caused Blaire to freeze in my arms, then she slowly eased back from me and peeked over my shoulder. Her cheeks turned bright pink and she ducked her head into my chest. The fact she was burying herself against me was the only thing that kept me from losing it. I didn’t like the idea that him seeing us together embarrassed her.

I glanced back over my shoulder to see the guy who’d been watching her when I walked up. Having Blaire in my arms again had made me forget all about everything around us. Not that it would have mattered. I wanted him to know she was mine. I wanted everyone to know.

“Thought y’all might wanna get a room,” the guy said with a smirk and lit a cigarette.

“We’re just fine. Maybe you need to find another direction to look in,” I replied. I made sure the warning was in my voice.

The guy chuckled and blew a puff of smoke. “Watching the sun set is my thing. Shame if a guy can’t watch something that beautiful from his own boat.”

The flicker in his eyes as he glanced down at Blaire in my arms made my blood boil. Blaire must have felt me tense up because she instantly flattened herself against me and pressed a kiss to my chest. “Let’s go inside. I want some alone time with you,” she said, just loud enough for me to hear.

I looked back down at her and relaxed. She was mine. I needed to calm the f*ck down. “Lead the way.”

Blaire grabbed both my arms and pulled me into the small kitchen. I could see the door that led down into the boat and the idea of getting tucked away down there with Blaire was pretty damn appealing. “How much longer until your dad gets home?” I asked walking her back toward the stairs.

“Not sure,” she replied with a giggle.

“Does that bedroom have a door with a lock?”





BLAIRE


“Yes but I’m not sure when Daddy will be home. We can’t just go in there,” I replied, unable to keep from laughing at him.

“Sweet Blaire, if I don’t get inside you real damn fast more than just your daddy is gonna know we’re having sex. That little kitchen table is looking real nice about right now.”

I shivered with anticipation as he pulled me down into the lower room.

“Just a bed,” he said as he looked at the small room. “Hell, yeah.”

I crawled up on the unmade bed and he followed me before turning to close the sliding pocket door and locking it. His dirty talk and my horny state had me so worked up that it wasn’t going to take much to send me off. I was trembling with the need for him to touch me.