Lies Beneath the Surface (Buried Secrets #2) (33 page)

“CAKED!” Savannah bellows out, doubling over in a fit of laughter as she tries to snap pictures.

“That’s just a piece of your punishment for bein’ so damn evil on the beach.” Colton chuckles in my ear, licking the cake from my face.

“Don’t tease me with a good time.”
I giggle against his lips.

After changing clothes, we sa
y goodbyes to our families. The drive to St. John’s Island is only about two hours from Myrtle Beach, but it’s already late and I’m exhausted. I recline my seat and kick my legs up on the dash and drift off to sleep.

“Wake up, Mrs. Weston. You’re home.”
  Rubbing my sleepy eyes I yawn, stretching my arms up high above my head before Colton helps me down out of the SUV and leads me up the small pea-rock driveway. Unlocking the front door he pushes it open before wrapping his arm under my knees and cradling me to his chest to cross the threshold. He places a swift kiss to my lips as he places my feet gently on the floor; his lips smiling against mine.

“Sit tight, let me grab our luggage, darlin’.”

I wander through the house, double checking that the management company had cleaned and groceries were delivered as I had arranged. I haven’t been here in ten years; everything looks different, yet the same.

Making my way upstairs, I open
the french doors to the master bedroom balcony. The sweet, salty air breezes past me as I step outside and take in the beauty of the moon hanging low over the ocean. No matter how many times I see it, my breath is always taken away. I feel warm, corded arms circle my stomach, as Colton pulls me against his chest. He nestles his face in my hair as he trails the tip of his nose along the side of my throat. “Damn, woman. You are so perfect.” He whispers as he presses delicate kisses to my pulse point. I sigh quietly and my knees tremble.

He turns me in his arms and
threads his fingers through my hair, capturing my lips between his. His kiss is ever so tender and gentle that warm tingles crawl up my spine. I melt into his touch, my mind cloudy and lust filled. His lips never leave mine as he walks me backwards into the bedroom. He pulls away briefly, slipping the dress from my shoulders before hooking his thumbs in my panties and sliding them down my legs. He undresses, keeping his eyes on mine and an ever present smirk firmly in place.

He lays me back gently against the bed, then hovers over my
side carefully. Grazing his calloused finger tips over my heated flesh, my lips part forming an “O” as my eyes flutter closed. His mouth crashes down onto mine as he swallows my sigh, gently scraping his teeth over my bottom lip. He trails feather-light kisses down my cheek and across my shoulder. His touch is ever so soft and gentle that a shiver snakes up my spine. He caresses my body tenderly, not one inch of my skin untouched.

I can faintly hear the lyrics of
I Melt
by Rascal Flatts through the sound of the ocean kissing the shoreline. Tangled in his arms, he pours all his love into me passionately, until the morning sun rises.

“Get outta the boat, darlin’.”

“Hell, NO.”
I argue, laughing nervously as I grip the ladder in my fist.

“Carly Jo, have I ever
let anything happen to ya?” I shake my head from side to side as I roll my lip between my teeth. “No. Now get your cute little ass in the water now.” He says firmly. Wrapping his arm around my waist, I squeal loudly as he pulls me towards him, falling back into the ocean. “See, darlin’. Told ya you ain’t got nothin’ to be worried ‘bout. The sea is calm this evenin’.”

“I love the beach, Colton. But I’m nervous as hell in the ocean. I can’t see the frickin’ shore!”
Burying my face in his chest, I keep a firm grip around his neck as we tread water lazily. We’ve been out to sea for a few hours. Colton fished, while I laid under the sweltering sun, reading. Moving closer inland, Colton swore he saw dolphins and got the hankerin’ to go for a swim.

“Darlin’, how many times can you say you swam with dolphins in your life?”

“None?” My voice shakes.

“Exactly, just enjoy it. We’
ll get back on the boat in a few minutes. Just wrap your legs around me and relax.” Just as I begin to argue, Colton presses two fingers to my lips as he cocks an eyebrow up at me. “Ah-ah. Calm down. Have a little faith.”

Doing as he says, my breathing skitters
through my chest with trepidation. I’ve never been so far out in the ocean. Being surrounded by water as far as the eye can see causes my heart to leap into my throat with fear. But I know that I’m safe with Colton, so I try to free my inhibitions and enjoy the moment. Just as he promised, we swim with the dolphins. Well, dolphins swim around us, and beneath us, but the experience itself is simply amazing. Being in their habitat, experiencing the world from their view, is beyond breath taking.

Colton helps me back up the ladder, watching each slippery step carefully.
Climbing onboard, he dries off and changes into dry clothes before starting the engine and cruising back to shore. The evening sun is fading into the distance, and beautiful hues of pink, orange and yellow blanket the sky. The breeze is cool, and I wrap myself in a towel securely as my sun kissed skin begins to shiver. Colton takes the rolling waves with ease, maneuvering us safely from the ocean waters to the inlets. When land falls within my vision, I breathe a little easier than I have all day.

My shoulders slump and I relax into the captain seat as a soothing calm washes over me and I begin to reflect the last few days
. Our honeymoon has been amazingly blissful. We spent the first day in bed, passionately devouring each other relentlessly. The next couple days we laid on the beach, just relaxing and enjoying the sun. Colton has been itching to deep sea fish, but it took me all week to work up the courage to get on the boat. Thousands of negative thoughts filled my mind. What if I get sea sick? What if the boat runs outta gas? What if the boat capsizes? After days of pouting and some devious persuasion, I finally gave in and climbed aboard.

I won’t lie, watching the land fade into the distance behind me nearly caused a coronary. My chest swelled with anxiety and I think I held my breath for a few seconds. Once we
were at sea, and I realized the waters were calm and gentle I let my guard down momentarily and enjoyed the day. I was fine as long as my feet were firmly planted on the dock of the boat. I would have never got in the ocean had Colton not dragged me in, but I put my faith in him, and together we experienced a beautiful moment that we will never forget. We’ve only been married for five days, but our love has grown by leaps and bounds in those few short days.

After tying up the boat
, Colton steps up to the dock, then takes my hand in his and helps me from the boat. He wraps his hand around my hip and leads me up to the house. “If you wanna relax, darlin’, I’ll throw some food on the grill.”

“Sounds good, baby. I’
m gonna jump in the shower. I’ll be down shortly.” He presses a swift kiss to my lips then swats my ass as I walk away. I waddle up the steps to the bathroom. Adjusting the faucet to a mild temperature, I step in the shower and flinch as the water cascades over my sensitive, sunkissed skin. I wash the sea salt from my hair and wash quickly, so I’m not causing supper to be late. Drying off, I leave my hair down and pull on a simple sun dress before meeting Colton on the back deck.

He’s sitting at the table with his legs stretched forward, completely relaxed in his chair
as he watches the tide roll in. Walking around the table he pulls me into his lap and buries his face in my hair. He inhales deep, and a low moan rumbles through his chest.

“Supper ready, baby?” He pats my hip and
I stand up, taking a seat next to his.

“I was enjoyin’ the moment.” He grunts as he fixes our plates.

He grilled primerib and corn on the cob. We eat together quietly, then after clearing the table, Colton pulls me back into his lap.

“
This has been an unbelievable few weeks.” Colton says looking out at the night sky.

“
Yeah and I hate to see it come to an end.”

“Damn it, don’t remind me
, woman.” He laughs.

We talk about our favorite moments over our wedding and honeymoon. So many memories made.
Standing up he places my feet on the wood planks and wraps his arms around my hips. “Dance with me, darlin’.” He croons against my ear.

“Baby, there’s no music
.” I remind him.

He cradles my face in his hands and presses a chaste kiss to my lips. “Just listen to my heart beat, darlin’.” I melt into his chest and my knees
quiver beneath me. We sway together to the steady rhythm of our beating hearts, the only other audible noise around us the swooshing of the waves.

Colton
hums low in his throat and his hands begin to wander up and down the contours of my back to the swells of my ass. He trails his hand up the side of my face, and peers down into my eyes hungrily. His lips find mine and he kisses me with an instense fervor. He wraps his arms around my knees and lifts me to cradle in his arms. He charges through the back door and to the stair case, where I begin to squirm in his arms. “Put me down!” I squeal against his throat and he groans deeper. I’m seven months pregnant and he’s insisting on packin’ my fat ass up a flight of stairs. And for what, sex appeal? I try to stifle my faint laughter by covering my mouth with my hand. He cocks his eyebrow up at me in amusement, shakes his head from side to side then charges up the steps taking two at a time. Hot DAMN.

A
fter Colton’s swift detour up the stairs my brain is in an unadulterated haze, tongue hanging from the side of the mouth, drooling over my husband. Colton winks and a devious grin twitches on his lip. He kicks the door open and sets my feet to the floor after carrying me through the entryway. Gripping my hips firmly in his steel hands he pulls me as close to his chest as he can get me, breathing a hot sultry breath against my face. Sliding his finger through the strap of my dress he says, “I’ve been thinkin’ ‘bout this for days, and I just can’t get it outta my mind.”

“What?” I ask outta curiousity.

“You wanted to shake your ass at the beach, on full display for everyone in sight. So let’s see you shake it now, darlin’. ” He takes a step backwards resting his ass against the dresser.

“What?” I
mutter and Colton cocks his eyebrow up at me. Pulling his phone from his pocket, he scans through his playlist before pressing play on
Addicted
by Saving Abel. What the hell? Since when did my sweet country boy hear about this song? I was half expecting something like
Country Girl
(Shake It)
by Luke Bryan, not some nasty freak me song. His dark as night eyes are even blacker if that’s even possible, hooded in lust. That carefree bravado I felt dancing on the beach has now closed up shop and is sitting in the stands watching the show. I feel completely insecure now that only his eyes are on my body.

“Darlin’, dance. Now.
” He hums. Pulling his shirt over his shoulders my chest heaves frantically as heat blankets over me.

Doing as he asks
I take a deep breath and close my eyes letting the beat of the music sway me. The rhythm is different than anything I’ve ever danced to, but my hips move with ease to the sulty, seductive song. I pull the dress over my head letting it pool at my feet on the floor. Glancing up at Colton, his eyebrow is cocked up and the top of his shorts are unbuttoned. Sweat begins to bead across his pecks and I have to squeeze my knees together to keep from coming apart at the seams just by the sight of him. His tongue trails across the bottom of his lip and my knees quake. I close my eyes and go the extra step freeing my breasts from the restrictive bra. Hooking my thumbs in the side of my panties, I swing my hips to the side, twirl slowly on the balls of my feet and turn may ass towards his face. Swaying to the beat of the song, I slide the thin lace panties down my thighs, shaking my ass slowly from side to side. Colton’s fingers dig into my ass cheek, pulling my back against his hard dick. He bites down on my shoulder then pulls me with him towards the bed. I slip my hands in the side of his pants, and shove them down his legs before he kicks them to the side.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, he releases me from his grip and switches the
song. “Dance,” he says laying back against his elbows, his eyes never leaving my body. I trail my hands up the sides of my body slowly, rocking my hips as I roll my shoulders and chest with the beat of the song. I fist my hair in my hand and twist my ass down towards the floor then grind my way back up. Colton rises up from the bed and wraps his arms around my chest, caressing my breasts as he grinds up against me. His lips find the soft contour of my throat and he trails blazing, hot kisses down my collar bone.

Turning around, I push
him to move backwards until his knees hit the edge of the bed. He sits instinctively and I climb up on his lap, pressing against his chest to lay him back. He chuckles low in his throat and I know he’s enjoying this as much as I am. Locking our fingers together I pin his arms down by the sides of his head and sweep my tongue across the bottom of his lip. Suddenly, he grips my hips in his large steel hands and flips me to my back pressing me against the mattress. My eyes grow wide and I can’t hide the grin on my face. Excitement courses through me and I lock my legs around his hips.

“Didn’t think you were gonna have
me
on my back, did ya darlin’?” Wild passion flashes through his black eyes as he glides the tip of his cock against my slit, teasing me. “Damn, you’re wet.” I spread my legs wider and his mouth falls to my heavy breast sucking my nipple as he shoves his dick inside of me roughly. Colorful spots float around my eyes and my vision blurs as Colton rocks in and out of me. His chest rattles as he releases a low groan and a searing heat rips through my core as the swirling intensity continues to build. Pressing his head against my shoulder I trail warm kisses down his jaw, the unshaven scruff scratching against my swollen lips. When I reach the front of his throat I swirl my tongue around the throbbing pulse point before pulling his warm flesh between my teeth and biting down. I dig my fingers into the top of his shoulders and my back arches up off the bed as I come apart around his cock. Colton’s chest vibrates against mine, sweat dripping from his forehead and trailing down the center of my breast. He grips the nape of my neck in his hand and continues to pound in and out of me. Finally, his movements still but his eyes remain locked on mine and I shudder beneath him as he spills his release into me.

Fully sated and high on lust driven desire
, he rolls me to my side pressing his chest to my back and tightens his arms around my breasts. “That, darlin’, is my favorite honeymoon memory,” he whispers against my neck before nipping at my ear.