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“We have to tell your parents,” I reiterated.
Luca shook his head. “Not yet. I need a couple more days to come to terms with my life before I tell them anything. When we get home… I’ll tell them. We’ll drive straight there and tell them.”
I respected his wishes. But I also felt like he was doing his parents a disservice.
I also felt like I was betraying them by not telling them the news beforehand.
“I see your mind over there working,” he said, sounding amused. “But… just give me the four days that we have left in Florida. I’ll get my head turned back around on straight, and when we get home, I’ll talk to them. We’ll talk to them.”
We’ll talk to them.
I liked that he’d included me.
I liked it a lot.
But still… a niggling feeling was there in the back of my mind, making me want to tell them.
But, though I had loyalty to all of them, Luca was my main priority.
If he wanted to wait, we’d wait.
And for the time being, I’d enjoy my time with just him, not sharing him with anybody.
“Okay,” I said softly, willing to give him anything in the world if it was within my power. “How much longer do you think we’re going to have to sit here?”
He chuckled, his chest moving up and down underneath of me as I leaned into him.
His hands traveled up and down the length of my back.
On one such pass, his hand skimmed over my shirt and came back up, catching the edge of the hem and pulling it up slightly to expose my skin.
On his next pass, his fingers met bare skin, and instead of smoothing the dress back into place, he allowed his hand to go underneath.
He didn’t do anything adversely inappropriate or anything, but that didn’t mean my mind didn’t start to wander.
His cock wasn’t even hard as he played his rough palms up and down my back, but the more he moved his hands, the more excited I got at the idea of doing naughty things in the back seat of the truck.
“I think probably about another hour or two,” he admitted. “That okay with you?”
“As long as I get to spend that time with you, I don’t care how long it takes,” I admitted. “What are we going to do to amuse ourselves?”
The way I said it must’ve penetrated his chaste brain, because I suddenly started to feel his cock lengthen against the inside of my thigh.
Lips twitching at the way he was hardening by the second, I started to grind my hips down against him.
He growled and lifted one of his hands up to bury in my hair.
I’d left it down, long and crazy down my back.
He used to love it when I left it long, so I’d done it today for him to see if he liked it.
He had.
The moment I’d come out of the bathroom, his eyes had zoomed in on the unruly locks and stayed there.
“You know,” I told him as he clenched and unclenched his hand in my hair, I guessed as he tried to regain control that was quickly getting away from him. “You used to love it when I wore my hair down. You used to say that it was this wild, untamable mass that used to do things to you.”
He growled low in his throat, and suddenly I found our positions reversed.
I was now on my back, lying lengthwise along the back seat.
He was hovering over me, his face in mine, as he stared into my eyes.
The only light that there was to be had were the streetlights that were interspersed in the parking lot, meaning mostly his face was cast in shadows.
But I could see the glittering of his eyes as he stared at me intently.
“You came out of the bedroom today and this was all flowing around your face,” he said, his hand working through my hair as he ran the strands between his fingers. “And I thought, I want to wrap that around my fist and fuck her mouth.”
My breath hitched.
“I wonder if that was what you thought in the beginning,” I whispered breathlessly. “When we were first dating, I almost cut it. You begged me not to.”
He bent down and licked my neck from collarbone to just under my chin.
“I’m sure that it had a lot to do with it,” he admitted, moving so that he was now pressing against me deliciously. “Because all night long, I’ve thought of nothing else than what it would feel like between my fingers as I held you still. Fucked your mouth. Your pussy. Your…”
My breath hitched when he paused at the last word.
“My what?” I shivered. “Fucked my what?”
I was almost scared of his answer.
But there was nothing else left to fuck except for one other hole.
